The top of the Holy Mountain

A glimmer of light flashed in Ning Ye's eyes, looking down on the entire Beijiang River, this scene of prosperity could be said to be precious to him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, it has been two years since he was canonized, and everything seems to have returned to the original trajectory, if he wasn't standing on the top of the holy mountain now, and the top of the Beijiang River before, he would probably think that this was Nan Ke's dream.

"Stomp!"

"Stomp!"

Two footsteps came from behind him, and Ning Ye didn't look back, because he knew that it was Yan Churan and An Zhiyan.

Two years ago, they also built a small thatched house next to the Ningye thatched hut, and the relationship between the two seemed to have reached an agreement, and the relationship rose sharply.

Now that they have become sisters, Ning Ye didn't say much about all this, but acquiesced, and since then there have been two more guests on the top of the holy mountain.

It can be said that this scene made many people in the Holy Land envious, but they didn't say anything when they thought of the identities of the two.

In the past two years, Wu Tian has been cultivating most of the time, and naturally the two of them have also followed the cultivation, and as for talking about feelings, they haven't done it once.

There was not even an ambiguous atmosphere, the three seemed to maintain a tacit understanding, and the two seemed to be positioned in the position of the wife.

He was very concerned about Ning Ye's daily life, and even bought him a lot of clothes, which Ning Ye silently accepted.

There were some things that he didn't need to refuse, and he didn't deliberately do something, but occasionally he would point them out.

And by his side, the cultivation speed of the two of them is undoubtedly much faster, and they have stepped into the innate in the past two years, you must know that now there is no other than him.

Gu Yuan in the southwest is only at the level of a half-step grandmaster, and it is estimated that it is not so easy to set foot in the grandmaster.

"Ning Ye, Yan Guogong is unconscious, Sister Chu Ran is going back to Jinghua."

An Zhiyan pulled Yan Churan, who had a sad face, to Ning Ye's side and said slowly, with a hint of complexity in her tone.

In the past two years, she is also the same as Yan Churan, and she is basically familiar with Ning Ye, maybe there is less affection, but there is also a little more other thing.

Ning Ye was slightly stunned, Yan Guogong was unconscious, but then he thought about it, Yan Guogong should have passed away more than ten years ago, and it was already good to be able to live for so many more years.

"Hmm."

Ning Ye replied lightly, and then didn't say much, is the saint ruthless, it can be said that yes, because for the saint, life and death are more like a reincarnation.

Yan Churan looked at the back in front of him and seemed to want to stop talking, and finally sighed slightly, ready to turn around and leave, because after the canonization, Ning Ye even felt a strangeness.

It's just that when Yan Churan turned around, a leaf fell on Ning Ye's hand as if it was attracted, and then the green leaf seemed to be full of life, and the light on the surface flickered.

At the same time, Ning Ye's voice sounded slowly.

"There is enough life in this green leaf to continue life without side effects, but as for how long it can last, I don't know, it depends on a person's situation, but living for ten more years is not a problem."

A saint is a saint, he is him, he is a saint, but at the same time he is Ning Ye, even if he becomes a saint, it is impossible to change his original intention.

After all, he was not ruthless, and in the face of people close to him, he still let go of the saint's state of mind.

Yan Churan's figure was slightly stagnant, his eyes were like blue waves with clarity, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon, and his smile was like a flower, envying the whole time.

The green leaves slowly fell on Yan Churan's body with the breeze, and at the same time, Ning Ye also left a spiritual mark on Yan Churan's body.

On the other side, a trace of complexity flashed in An Zhiyan's clear eyes, because she had never seen Ning Ye like this, looking at the figure before this mountain peak, she didn't know why she felt a little distressed in her heart.

You must know that Ning Ye is a saint, the strongest existence of Blue Star, an existence like an immortal, and such a means of changing his life against the sky is not a problem.

But she only felt distress in her heart, and it was only at this time that she remembered that no one seemed to have ever walked into his world.

........

"Won't you go?!"

Ning Ye felt a figure that was still staying, and there was a slight doubt in his eyes, and he said softly, he thought that An Zhiyan should also go back after Yan Chu returned to Jinghua.

"It doesn't make a difference to me whether I go back or not, I prefer the top of the sacred mountain to the royal back garden."

An Zhiyan said with a complicated complication in her eyes, the most ruthless emperor's family, this sentence is not just talking, she is in the whirlpool and she is even more yearning for her current life.

"Actually, An Tianxuan is not easy."

Ning Ye's eyes showed a hint of enlightenment, maybe others didn't notice it, but An Tianxuan must be able to know part of the crisis.

You must know that if you count by age, this old man is almost old, he fought all his life when he was young, and he has to run for the empire when he is old.

It is not a sorrow that there is not a single prominent figure among the heirs, who only knows the struggle for fame and fortune, and does not know that the empire is in crisis.

This feeling of only being able to watch the empire go to dusk is not a kind of tiredness, no matter how strong an emperor's heart was back then, it is inevitable that he will be old.

An Zhiyan did not answer Ning Ye's words, but fell into silence, as for Ning Ye, he watched the figure that had haunted him slowly walk out of Beijiang.

This time, he had a premonition that the next time he saw Yan Churan might be many years later, because turmoil was coming.

"Little snake."

Ning Ye said softly, before the turmoil came, he also had to make some first moves.

After the sound fell, a giant python seemed to emerge from the void, winding and coiling in front of the entire mountain peak.

"Hiss, hiss, master!"

The snake head appeared directly in front of Ning Ye, with a hint of humanized flattery in his eyes, and he said slowly with his spiritual power.

"You go to the East China Sea now, there will be your abnormal chance, and whether your bloodline can break through depends on yourself."

A glimmer of light flashed in Ning Ye's eyes and he said slowly, after all, he still couldn't make a move, he could only rely on the little snake itself, and after staying by his side for two years, he had also reached the early stage of the ninth-order alien beast.

"Mmmm, the little snake won't disappoint its owner."

The little snake nodded, not feeling that there was anything wrong with this title.

The corners of An Zhiyan's mouth were slightly upturned, and every time she saw that the name of the little snake did not match the serious size of her body, she was much happier.

It's just that at this time, Ning Ye's indifferent voice sounded again.

"If you don't want to return to Jinghua, then stay in the Holy Land and cultivate hard, Blue Star is about to be peaceful."