Feng Ning tiptoed lightly, and fell to the branch with the help of the wind, probably not because of the natives, although Feng Ning's cultivation went up, but whether it was spiritual power or the use of swordsmanship, it was not very good, only the spells of the wind attribute were acceptable, whenever he saw her swordsmanship, Yu Changshu would shake his head gently.

The complicated emotions in her eyes, Feng Ning couldn't understand them, which made her very uneasy.

"Master, will you teach me again?" Feng Ning put away his sword and ran to Yu Changshu, looking at him pitifully.

"Don't be lazy, go practice." Yu Changshu nodded her forehead.

"Not really." Feng Ning stood still and played tricks.

"Look, this is the last time." Yu Changshu reluctantly took the sword, walked to the center of the clearing and swung it.

"Master, are you angry?" Feng Ning asked uneasily.

Whenever Yu Changshu finished dancing the sword, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched out, and he enjoyed it very much, but today's expression has always been very flat, which makes people wonder through.

"Master is not angry." However, Yu Changshu's brow furrowed even tighter.

Feng Ning looked at the expression on his face in disbelief, "Really? ”

"It's really just"

"Just what?" Feng Ning then asked.

Yu Changshu threw the sword back to Feng Ning, "It's just that the sect competition is about to begin, how can you participate like this." ”

"Master said to the master, I don't have to participate." Feng Ning muttered quietly. I don't understand, when did Master worry about such a trivial matter?

"Nonsense, isn't this the time for you to be petty." After saying that, he flicked his sleeve robe and turned away.

Feng Ning looked at the back of Yu Changshu leaving, a little inexplicable.

"Chu Lan, do you know about the sect Dabi?" Feng Ning leaned against the tree and looked ahead.

"Of course I know, I've already signed up, what about you?" Chu Lan leaned against the tree against the wind, "Speaking of which, the sect Dabi still rose up because of the ancestor. ”

When it comes to the big competition of sects, Chu Lan is looking forward to it. Not only him, but the people of the entire True Cultivation Realm are looking forward to the most every three hundred years is the great competition of sects. Because not only can you improve your strength, but you can also meet the ancestors of various sects and sects who rarely show up.

"I don't want to participate." Feng Ning said sullenly.

"Why?" The yearning expression on Chu Lan's face had not faded yet, and he was thinking about the scene of the sect competition, when he was struck by Feng Ning's words.

"I'm going to the mundane realm."

Chu Lan frowned, "You want to leave the Lingshan Sect?" ”

"Of course not, I'm just going to run some errands, and I'm coming back." Feng Ning thought for a moment, "I just don't know how to get there?" ”

"The Ancestor won't agree." Chu Lan shook his head, his voice became softer, but his gaze became deeper and deeper, "Do you know why the Ancestor hasn't ascended yet?" ”

Feng Ning didn't know what her going to the mortal world had to do with her master's non-ascension, but she was still very considerate and cooperated with Chu Lan, "I've heard a little bit." ”

Legend has it that Yu Changshu used to have a very good senior sister, the spiritual roots of the two are similar, the cultivation techniques are also similar, and even the final ascension tribulation came at the same time, but after the thunder tribulation, there was only Yu Changshu alone, and the senior sister did not know where to go.

Some people say that she died, and some people say that she has ascended, and these speculations are not as shocking as Yu Changshu's actions - he forced him to sign a blood contract with the Lingshan Sect and sealed his cultivation in the Lingshan Sect and did not ascend.

"It is said that the ancestor stayed in the cultivation realm just to find his senior sister."

"Really?" Feng Ning's eyes lit up, and his face was full of gossip.

Chu Lan's eyes darkened, "Everyone guesses that you are the reincarnation of Senior Sister Ancestor." ”

"What does this have to do with me?" After listening to Chu Lan's words, Feng Ning couldn't gloat anymore, "Are they blind, how can I be Master's senior sister?" ”

"It's just speculation." Chu Lan continued to mend the knife on Feng Ning's body, "But there are a lot of people that Ancestor has stepped on, with your current strength, it is estimated that it will be miserable." ”

For the first time, Feng Ning wanted to boldly kick Yu Changshu, "Am I going to be trapped here for the rest of my life?" ”

"Of course not." Chu Lan smiled softly, "When you are strong enough not to be afraid of anyone, you can go wherever you want." ”

"When is this going to be, and is there no other way?" Feng Ning frowned.

"It's not long, it's only a few thousand years." Chu Lan said perfunctorily.

"Thousands of years" wind condensed the forehead, and when I went back for thousands of years, it is estimated that the bones will not be found.

"If you don't want to stay long, then work hard to cultivate." Chu Lan encouraged her.

Feng Ning looked at Chu Lan incredulously, "Has your IQ been eaten by dogs?" Can you come up with a good idea? ”

"Okay." Chu Lan blinked, "The easiest way is to ask the Ancestor." ”

Feng Ning was speechless, thinking that Chu Lan would give something to say, "Master won't agree." ”

The wind blew gently, rolled up layers of green waves, and with the help of the wind, flew to the top of the tree, lying on the branches and watching the white clouds in the sky move slowly.

The sky is still the same as before, and the sun is the same as before, but why are the people and things living under them different? This is the case under this blue sky, is there another piece of blue sky?

Feng Ning stroked his hair that fluttered in the wind, his life was extended, and he found that he was more and more fond of thinking about these boring questions, and the bad thing was that he often forgot that he was a cultivator, and he would miss the master and brother who had just come to this world and remembered all the things in his previous life

Feng Ning showed a wry smile, this is not the time to be sad, and he must find a way to meet the mortal world.

The entire cultivation realm is very widely distributed, and there will be a great sect competition in less than three hundred years, and every time it is held in the Lingshan Sect.

When Feng Ning was eighteen years old, he happened to meet this competition.

Just after winter, monks from different sects visited, and the peaks of the Lingshan Sect also stopped teaching and began to get busy, and the wind that didn't have to go around every day to listen to lectures became the most idle people.

Another person came to visit Yu Changshu, and after leading the person into the peak of the mountain, Feng Ning went around, and somehow turned to the Charm Peak. When Feng Ning came, Lingle just saw off the monks who had come to visit.

"This is the one from that faction?" Feng Ning looked at the strangely dressed nuns who had left, and couldn't help but wonder.

Here I have to popularize the dressing style of the Xiuzhen world. The ultimate goal of cultivating is to ascend to the immortal realm and pursue immortality.

Therefore, most of the monks' clothes are mainly white clothes that can set off the fairy aura, except for the demon cultivators who do not follow the usual path. Although Yu Changshu is very good and powerful, the world will not be willful and the Dao Demon family.

Therefore, the demon cultivator will never come, and he will never dare to come to the Lingshan Sect.

"This is a female cultivator of the Huanying Sect."

"Huh?" Feng Ning looked at her in surprise.

"Where did you think of it?" Lingle knocked Feng Ning's head with the book in his hand.

Feng Ning was attracted by the book in her hand, "What kind of book is this?" ”

"Sheet music from someone else." Lingle hurriedly retracted the book into his sleeve, "I still have something to do, you can come back another day." ”