Chapter Forty-Seven: A Woman Who Is Too Cold
"What do you want here?"
It was a woman's voice, silvery and clear, light as snow and as cold as snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Ning Yan smiled faintly when he heard this voice, the illusion of the sixth path was indeed much stronger than before, and even he was not immune from falling into it.
He stopped and replied aloud, "I want my cause and effect, my destiny." ”
The voice said, "There is only treasure here." ”
Ning Yan smiled slightly: "Although my realm is low, I can still see that these six tombs are clearly built according to the arrangement of the six realms of reincarnation, which is profound and complex, and it is really a great waste if it is only used to hold some tattered so-called treasures." ”
The voice pondered for a moment, and said: "Yes, the six realms of reincarnation correspond to the six desires of the world, and for cultivators, they are specifically wealth, elixirs, magic weapons, and magic inheritance, and the first two illusions have no effect on you at all, which is enough to show that you are not addicted to external objects." And in the sixth burial chamber, what is preserved is the practice of thousands of years ago. ”
"Of all the exercises, which one do you want?"
Ning Yan smiled and said, "Then you want to use it to break through life and death!"
Hearing that sensitive word, the voice was silent for a long time, and then said coldly: "You need to know that greed is insufficient." ”
"I'm not going to be greedy for life and death. ”
"And what are you asking for?"
Ning Yan raised his head, the ice and snow of the tomb were squirming, the white dome was high, Ning Yan's gaze was straight as if to penetrate everything, to find it again, to awaken those eyes.
"Life in the world, against the sky, against the way, only the heart cannot be reversed. He spoke clearly, loudly, "If I can explore reincarnation in the future, I can act according to my heart, save the world that should be saved, and kill those who should be killed." ”
The voice mocked: "You don't have to play word games, not to mention whether you can enter reincarnation with limited talents, this world, in your opinion, should not be saved?"
Ning Yan smiled, and did not argue, and said with a chuckle: "The hopeless world should not be saved, and it will be ruined." ”
He knew that it was impossible for him to hide his thoughts in front of this voice, the Ancestor of the Snow Region was afraid that he had broken the reincarnation, how could he not see through him?
"Your obsession is too deep. The voice said, "If you attain enlightenment, you will either be a sage or a demon." ”
Ning Yan lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I am not a sage, nor am I a demon. I am just a cultivator, and if I am right, I will follow the path, and if I am wrong, I will be killed by apostasy. ”
As he spoke, Ning Yan secretly urged his true qi to bless the Heaven Attracting Realm, and the murderous aura was released, finally attracting some gaze from those eyes.
Even though the gaze of the Snowy Ancestor only stayed for a moment and was nowhere to be found, Ning Yan knew that this was enough.
"It's good to do it yourself. ”
She left such a sentence, without any emotion, and dissipated lightly.
Ning Yan smiled slightly, and the white illusion in front of him all dispersed. And he was already standing in front of the sixth gate.
Lin Li was already standing here. With the high level of his realm, he naturally would not be confused by such illusions, at this time, he chewed the pill like chewing jelly beans, and looked at Ning Yan with some playfulness: "You are really hypocritical." ”
He sees through life and death with both eyes, and as long as he wants to, he can also see through illusions. The detachment of the realm made him disdain and should not listen to those mortal illusions, but Ning Yan had cause and effect with him, and the conversation between him and the Snowy Ancestor in the illusion Lin Li could hear it clearly.
Ning Yan smiled nonchalantly with the thickness of his cheek, leaning on the sixth snow gate and closing his eyes to recuperate.
A quarter of an hour later, Bi Xie came out, his face was a little pale but his smile was full of ruffianism, and his knife had been drawn at some point, and the blade was as bright as snow.
Ning Yan was not worried that Bi Xie would be trapped in the illusion, except for the battle, it didn't seem to be attractive to him, and even the inheritance of the Snowy Ancestor might not be as easy to practice as the "Wanhai Yuan Yuan Gong" he gave him.
"What about Bai Yuetan, she won't be trapped inside, right?" Ning Yan thought helplessly. He wouldn't wait for Yang Zhen to come out, but after all, this was the ruins of the Kunlun Snow Domain, and he should wait for Bai Yuetan to open the door and enter. But he couldn't help but be a little speechless when he thought of Bai Yuetan's weak temperament, it was not impossible to really fall into it.
After a quarter of an hour, if Bai Yuetan still can't break through the delusion, he won't wait any longer, his time is equal to his lifespan.
In this quarter of an hour, what surprised Ning Yan a little was that Lu Ziyi stumbled out of the tomb, his face was gloomy, his breath was unstable and his clothes were messy, Ning Yan knew that because of the lack of strength of his divine soul, he must have used the special magic weapon he bought from Chenyuan Xuan when he left to break through the illusion tomb.
Chenyuan Xuan's top-notch mid-grade magic weapon can indeed forcibly break the delusion, but Ning Yan's eyes looking at Lu Ziyi are not simple, Lu Ziyi's original talent can only be regarded as below average in the Yanhuang Domain, but he was originally innocent-minded, and this trip to the Snow Region has sharpened his heart even more, which is also a kind of talent, although it cannot be compared with Ning Yan's heart without cause and effect, but if the opportunity is right, it is enough for him to make a name for himself in the Yanhuang Domain.
A quarter of an hour later, Bai Yuetan finally came. Her expression was not as desolate and sad as when she first entered the ruins, at this time she took off the disguise of indifference, her eyes were gentle and firm, and she was dressed in white with water sleeves, clear and graceful.
She asked again in the illusion whether Bai Chanxue's soul would remain on the altar, and the voice did not answer directly, but it did not deny it, but only said that she would know the answer at the end.
So she broke through the vanity and came to the end.
She nodded to Ning Yan and stood beside him. Ning Yan smiled and held up the white jade token, and the power of heaven and earth surging like a spring tide of Taixuan Stone was injected into the door, melting the sixth snow gate.
The snow-white light bloomed from it, and Ning Yan squinted his eyes slightly, and then opened them again and again, staring at the scene indoors.
The next moment, he laughed softly.
There were no mountains of scrolls and jade slips stacked in the room, the only blue figure was standing alone, and she looked at the melting snow door, her eyes deep and cunning.
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Ning Yan smiled calmly, walked in and walked in front of Merry Girl.
"Long waiting?" Ning Yan asked.
"This girl is actually a bit too lazy to wait. Merry rolled her eyes slightly, "But the key thing is still in your hands." ”
Ning Yan smiled, took out a copper coin from the Sumeru Stone, and put it in the palm of Merry Child's palm.
Merry Er turned around and began to arrange the formation, she gently flicked her sleeves and swiped out thousands of copper coins, which were the deduction magic tools that Ning Yan had obtained from begging from Jinghua for seven years, cut off the cause and effect, and then been sacrificed by Merry Rouer.
Tens of millions of copper coins hovered in mid-air after being taken off, showing some kind of incomprehensible but mysterious layout, like a mysterious road map gradually unfolding. Invisibly, silk threads passed through the square holes of the copper coin, cutting the world open.
The copper coin was as bright as the stars in the sky, and Merry stood in the center, holding the rusty thousand-year-old coin with her slender fingers, and the green silk flew silently.
The ancient money slowly floated, glorious and generous, and the arms of the merry children also rose, as if holding up a bright moon.
Bai Yuetan looked at the slender figure of Tsing Yi and was surprised, this girl with a flawed appearance at this time, who seemed to want to fall into the city under the star field that belonged to her, was actually able to enter this closed tomb in advance and perform such a wonderful spell, could her talent be better than Ning Yan......
Merry Child's lips lightly:
"The heavens are waiting for it. ”
"Star Dou Mingzhi. ”
"The Tao is cited. ”
In her eyes, and around her, there are stars and shades, and there are ups and downs of cause and effect.
Streamers of light rose from the corners of the mausoleum.
Ning Yan stood quietly outside the star field, and the streamer fell on him. He pointed and made a sword trick to point at the ancient coins wrapped in light, and the cause and effect turned into rays of light that penetrated straight into the holes of the copper coins, and then spread out in all directions, turning into extremely fine threads wrapped around them.
Merry Er has a great attainment in the line of cause and effect, and Ning Yan can also interfere with the path of cause and effect with his talent without cause and effect. At this time, with the mausoleum left here and the copper coins scattered outside, the two cooperated to manipulate the cause and effect on it, summoning the residual thoughts of the ancestors of the snowy region.
It should not even be said to be a call, but a forced pull with a line of cause and effect. After all, residual thoughts are just residual thoughts, and they cannot be exerted in the realm of cause and effect, and even the residual thoughts of the true monarch of reincarnation are difficult to easily cut off.
At the beginning, in the blood-piercing plot, Dong Dongjun failed to cut the cause and effect line and kept Ning Yan. The Snowy Ancestors could not avoid the causal line.
"That's it......"
A cold female voice sounded in the darkness. Ning Yan's heart moved slightly, this was exactly the same as the voice in the fantasy realm of the tomb road, but there was less stiff feeling in the tomb road and more dusty charm.
Snowflakes flew in the air, and the light on the thousands of copper coins suddenly extinguished, withered to the ground, and hit the crystal hard ice and snow, playing crisp notes.
Merry smiled slightly, her five fingers swirled lightly, and the copper coins flew up one by one and slid into her cuffs, submerging into the Sumeru space.
The snowflakes condensed into the figure of a woman, her long hair was tied high, revealing a beautiful face, her body was slender, her white clothes were loose and flowing, only at the waist with a silk ribbon gently closed, the curves were graceful.
The expression between her eyebrows is soft and shallow, not indifferent and ruthless, nor is it as calm as Bai Yuetan, she has seen through the cycle of life and death, she has long been transcendent from the world, dustless and dirty like snow, cold and noble to the extreme.
She stood silently in the air, her snow-white robe lifted by the aura of nature. She is independent and peerless.
She is the ancestor of the snowy region, the power of the gods for thousands of years, and the owner of this mausoleum.
She looked at the six visitors in the tomb and said lightly: "I am the beginning of the snowy region, and my name is ...... There is no snow clearing. ”
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As soon as the figure of the woman in white appeared, Bai Yuetan knelt on the ground and bowed to the ancestor. Her forehead clung to the snowy ground, and her hair spread out like a black waterfall on her back and the ground.
Xue Wuqing's pale gaze swept lightly over Bai Yuetan's body, and her eyes as clear as snow were quiet and unwavering. She said, "Get up." Are you a descendant of the white mandarin?"
Bai Yuetan straightened her waist, but she still knelt on the ground, and replied respectfully: "The younger Bai Yuetan is the fifty-first generation descendant of the Bai Mandarin Ancestor, and he asks the ancestor for peace on behalf of the eight thousand disciples of the Kunlun Snow Region. ”
Xue Wuqing bowed slightly, her gaze moved to Lin Li, and she couldn't help but stare at it.
Lin Li pointed to the black scales embedded in his forehead and said with a smile, "You should know me, right?"
"I have long admired the name of Prince Lin. Xue Wuqing nodded and saluted Lin Li.
Bai Yuetan couldn't help but be shocked, what identity did this demon clan youth have, so that the ancestor of a thousand years ago could be treated as equals?
Lin Li said: "Then may I ask the name of the true monarch?"
He didn't know Xue Wuqing, this was not only Bai Yuetan, but even Ning Yan was a little surprised, even the reincarnation true monarch who didn't know him could recognize Lin Li, and his reputation was inevitably too big.
Xue Wuqing replied word by word: "A generation of disciples of the Snow Fall Great Holy Land, titled Wuqing True Monarch. ”
"The Great Holy Land of Snowfall, in the extreme north of the Lingsheng Realm, right?" Seeing Xue Wuqing nodding, Lin Li smiled and asked, "Then can Wuqing True Monarch explain why a dignified monarch-level powerhouse wanted to put a wisp of clone in the Xiaoxiao Yanhuang Domain a thousand years ago?"
Xue Wuqing hesitated for a moment, and then said, "A thousand years ago, I came to the Yanhuang Domain as a clone in order to break through life and death and enter reincarnation. ”
Millennium, doppelganger, life and death, reincarnation. These words were too big and terrifying, Ning Yan and Merry Er looked at each other and smiled, Bai Yuetan listened to Xue Wuqing's words blankly, as if he felt that the ancestor that Xue Yu had always respected was not an existence that they could touch. As for Bi Xie and Lu Ziyi, they didn't understand it at all.
Xue Wuqing did not shy away from them, and slowly explained the cause of the millennium:
"A thousand years ago, I was at the peak of my life and death, when I was still young and had limited experience, and retreat and penance did not help me break through the bottleneck. So I asked for a hexagram from the Thousand Machines Pavilion and learned that there was a mysterious chance in the floating world, which could make people understand the secrets of life and death. ”
"After that, I inquired about the information of the Floating Life Realm from the Thousand Machine Pavilion, and the Thousand Machine Pavilion suspected that the fragments of the Netherworld Heavenly Dao were knocked down in the Floating Life. ”
"Fragments of the Netherworld Heavenly Dao?" Lin Li couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, the Heavenly Dao was supreme, the Netherworld Heavenly Dao was originally one of the three thousand avenues, and it disappeared for no reason as early as the primeval period.
Qianji Pavilion is the most powerful intelligence organization in the Ling Sheng Realm, and it actually made such a prediction?