"What did I lie to you. ”

"But...... It took me a year to complete my cultivation at that time, and you only practiced for more than ten days. ”

"What's the matter?"

"No problem, but it's too devastating. ”

"Forget it, I don't think that's going to hit you. Ning Xiao said.

"But I've really been hit, I'm on Tianyuan Island, and I haven't seen a cultivator who has surpassed me in cultivation. ”

"I haven't surpassed you, my realm is still far from you. ”

"That's sooner or later, at least you've hit my faith hard. ”

"I'm sorry if that's the case. ”

"It's not a pull, of course the better you are, the better, huh...... Let's get down to business, I'll be going again soon and teaching you the summer of the 'cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter'. ”

"Okay, I'll wait. Ning Xiao sent a message.

The swordsmanship taught by Hao Qingxuan is indeed extremely powerful, and Ning Xiao is now the strength of the 'early stage of returning to the void', which is about equivalent to the middle and late stages of the Tongxuan Realm, perhaps weaker than the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm, but definitely stronger than the middle stage of the Tongxuan Realm.

After successfully cultivating the spring of the 'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter Reincarnation Swordsmanship', Ning Xiao could completely rely on this peerless swordsmanship to deal with the martial artists of the Divine Journey Realm.

The Divine Journey Realm, that is the cultivator at the top level of this world, every Divine Journey Realm, is a big man who has a unique side.

And martial artists are different from other cultivators, an eighth-level mercenary is equivalent to a martial artist in the iQue Realm, but in fact, a martial artist in the iQue Realm is definitely stronger than many eighth-level mercenaries of the same level.

Today's Ning Xiao can be regarded as a powerhouse at the top of the secular world.

In half a year, Ning Xiao's life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and after a while, when his mixed heart recovers, he will not be afraid of anything against the director of the supernatural power bureau.

After dinner, Ning Xiao practiced the "Creation Heavenly Gong" for a period of time, and then fell asleep and entered the dream.

A bizarre world slowly emerges.

It was an indescribable scene, like nine heavens, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, a hundred flowers were chaotic, and the colorful clouds on the horizon were very beautiful and far away, just like the fairyland of the mythological era, so ethereal and illusory, like the water and moon mirror flowers.

On the wide and boundless official road, there are pedestrians coming and going, but on the side of the road, there is a very beautiful little girl of seven or eight years old, hiding helplessly on the side of the road, dirty, like a little beggar, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell whether she is a man or a woman.

One day, a man dressed in white, with an unstained face, as if half of the gods were sacrosanct and inviolable, suddenly appeared in front of her.

The dirty little girl looked at this man because he was too perfect, too perfect to be real, without a single blemish, like a dream.

Before I knew it, the dirty little girl came to the middle of the road, the most prosperous place where people came and went.

"Dirty, get out of here!" a pair of hands suddenly pushed the little girl to the ground, blocking the path of the man who looked like a god.

Her body was so dirty, and the black dust had completely covered her white and tender little face.

The man who was not stained with dust, as dazzling and noble as the gods descended from the heavens, stopped.

He half-squatted, slowly helped the little girl up, and said in a magnetic, extremely charming voice: "Are you okay?"

The dirty little girl suddenly shuddered, she hated the person who had just pushed her down, and made her ugly in front of this man.

She shrunk her neck and hurriedly left the man's face, because she didn't want the man to see her so dirty, so ugly.

Seeing the little girl leave, the unstained man just smiled faintly, and then hurried by.

In the days that followed, the little girl looked forward to this perfect man who was as perfect as the gods passing by here every day, and this man would always pass by once a day.

Suddenly, the man stopped passing by, and the dirty little girl still looked forward to it every day, she thought, even if she could look at him from afar, she had never had the luxury of saying a word to him, because that one was too noble, more noble than her human father, and she did not deserve it.

It seems that many days and nights have passed, but the boy who is like a god has never passed here, the little girl hopes every day, but she is disappointed every day, and she regrets it very much in her heart.

It was very cold that night, and the little girl could only lie outside because she was homeless, shivering because she was aware of it.

In the early morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a face that was not stained with fine dust, the man who was as dazzling and noble as the sun, and was not stained with fine dust.

"Is it cold?" he looked amiable, and reached out to wipe the dust off the little girl's face.

But she saw that the little girl shrank her body, buried her head very low, did not dare to look at this and that person, and at the same time avoided that person's hand, she was afraid that she would be too dirty and stain that person.

"What, afraid of soiling my clothes?" the man smiled faintly, his smile flat but compassionate.

The little girl trembled and did not speak.

"You are a cultivation genius like no other, with the most rare and precious number of lives between the vast heaven and earth, if you are trained by me for three years and five years, within a thousand years, you will become a peerless god emperor, are you willing to worship me as a teacher and follow me to practice and learn the Tao?"

The white-clothed peerless, unstained man said quietly.

"I ...... Can you?" the dirty little girl spoke for the first time, and her voice was so sweet.

The man in white just nodded faintly: "What's your name?"

"Ji Luoxue. ”

"Ji Luoxue, are you willing to worship me as a teacher and follow me to practice and learn the Tao?"

"No. ”

The deep dark eyes of the man in white suddenly flashed with a hint of puzzlement: "Why?"

"I don't want you to be a master, but I want to learn from you, whether it's a slave or a maid. ”

Even so, it can be. ”

"Thank you. "The little girl was truly grateful, she was just an abandoned princess, not even a beggar.

The man in white just smiled faintly, making people feel like a spring equinox: "I know your life experience, I am fate, I will make you the second fate." ”

"Thank you......" the little girl said again, she thought, how could there be such a perfect and noble boy in this world, who was not stained with dust, and was like the sun in the sky.

It turns out that he is fate, the true, good, and beautiful, perfect to the point that there are no flaws, and people are extremely longing for the child of fate, fate.

Ning Xiao could feel all the mental activities of this little girl, as if he was the little girl in this dream.

In front of that peerless young man, he was so inferior, the peerless man in white was like a god in the sky, and she was like a dust from the ground to the ground.