Ning Yan killed all the living dead who had fallen into madness, and turned around and walked towards the tombway. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yin Zhuzi was panting there, with blood on every breath, and a broken sword was inserted into his waist, piercing his dantian.

"Ning!!" Yin Zhuzi screamed hatefully, he clutched his abdomen, and the hot blood flowed along the blade of the sword that came out of his body, burning the ice and snow ground, "You ruthless little thief, my father and mother will not let you go!

"You don't have a chance to be a ghost. Ning Yan said gently, his hand gripping the hilt of the broken sword, and the evil power devoured the disintegrating true qi of the Yin Bamboo, and his corpse quickly dried up.

Ten days ago, Yin Zhuzi instructed Meng Chao to blow himself up and attack Ning Yan, and now he died in the same way as Meng Chao, which is also cause and effect.

Ning Yan also put the body of Yin Zhuzi into the Sumeru Stone, Yin Zhuzi's strength was far worse than him, but he always had a feeling of unease, now that Yin Zhuzi was finally dead and could not die anymore, he also watched Zhu Yu's head roll to the ground, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Holding the broken sword stained with blood, he walked lightly through the hall towards the crowd.

At his feet, mutilated corpses lay across the ground, blood spreading and staining large expanses of ice and snow red.

The people and horses who came to the snowy region this time were wiped out by Ning Yan alone.

Ning Yan pointed to the corpses all over the ground, and said naturally as he walked: "Come and clean up the Sumeru Stone, the people of Yin Yang Jian got the heavenly treasures and pills from the tomb, although they have eaten some, there should be a lot of leftovers." ”

The crowd shuddered.

The Nine Heavens Sects of the Yanhuang Domain restrain each other, although they compete with each other and even hostile to each other, they generally do not rush to kill them all, after all, they are all in the Yanhuang Domain, and they don't see each other when they look down, once they tear their faces, the two major forces will start a war and fight, and the entire Yanhuang Domain cultivation world will not be at peace.

However, Ning Yan is a person who is outside the rules. He came from a mysterious background, and he killed people without mercy, even in the face of the strongest Yin Yang Stream in the Nine Heavens Sect, he never scrupled anything, and killed all of them lightly.

Li Jianqi looked at the young man with a smile like a spring breeze walking towards him, but he felt creepy in his heart, and he couldn't figure out how much combat power Ning Yan had left at this time, but no matter what, Li Jianqi didn't dare to provoke.

He was worried about whether Ning Yan would make any demands for revenge or anything like that, and Ning Yan had already taken out three magic weapons from Meng Huan's Sumeru Stone and threw them to Li Jianqi.

Li Jianqi hurriedly caught it and asked with some surprise: "...... Ning Gongzi?"

"It's just that the thing is returned to its rightful owner. Ning Yan smiled playfully, "Brother Li really regards me as a murderer." ”

Li Jianqi secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, aren't you?

"I helped Li Gongzi, on the one hand, I have a grudge against Meng Huan, and on the other hand, I do have a request for others. Ning Yan smiled, "After leaving the snowy region, there is something I want to ask Brother Li for help." ”

"You have also seen it," Ning Yan raised the broken sword in his hand, "I want to go to the Sword Pavilion to ask for two magic swords, the price is not a problem, I hope Brother Li can help me to accommodate the sword elder." ”

Shushan Sword Pavilion is a sect of sword cultivation, not only cultivating swordsmanship but also cultivating the method of sword casting. However, the Sword Pavilion rarely forges swords for outsiders, although they claim to be good swords and are willing to give them to destined people, but if the sword forging elders have a trace of displeasure, even if the masters of the heavens are difficult to find.

As one of the true disciples of the Sword Pavilion, Li Jianqi did not guarantee whether Ning Yan could get the elder's blue eyes, but at least he could lead Ning Yan into the sect to the elder as a sword seeker.

"It's a gesture. "Whether it is out of strength deterrence or the grace of rescuing and returning things, Li Jianqi naturally has to come down first. The two left each other a communication talisman paper, and Li Jianqi took it away from the ruins.

Bai Yuetan glanced at Ning Yan, frowned and asked, "You want to go to Shushan?"

Ning Yan nodded, "My opportunity has arrived, and I have helped you get what I promised you, and the people who should be killed will also be killed, and when Merry Er comes out, the ruins will also be closed, I will go to the Sword Pavilion to ask for two swords, and I will officially enter the cultivation world to experience cultivation." "He has been in Jinghua for too long, and now he still has three and a half years to live, and he must hurry up and practice until he is sealed and prolonged.

Bai Yuetan looked at Ning Yan, his eyes were a little unnatural, he kept his promise to help Xueyu win the opportunity of three tokens, and got the inheritance of the ancestor's exercises, she admired Ning Yan's talent and means very much, and knew that as long as the young man had the heart to officially break into the Yanhuang Domain, he would inevitably take away his and Meng Li's reputation on the first day.

But she never expected to see the ancestor in the ruins, let alone Ning Yan's identity would change like this.

Xue Wuqing is the ancestor of the Kunlun Snow Region, and even a celestial immortal figure, and Ning Yan was accepted as a disciple by her, even if he is only a registered disciple with the most no sense of existence, it is enough to become the person with the highest rank and status in the Kunlun Snow Region.

Not only herself, the holy woman, but even the sect master of the snowy region also wanted to call Ning Yan the ancestor.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but feel like a dream.

She came back to her senses and said to Ning Yan: "Before that, you have to follow me to Kunlun Mountain first. ”

Ning Yan nodded, he worshipped Xue Wuqing as his teacher, although he couldn't publicize it to outsiders, but the Kunlun Snow Region was created by Xue Wuqing, not an outsider, and he should know about it.

After a stick of incense, Merry came from the tomb. She was still smiling, light as the wind, and she couldn't see the slightest emotion.

Ning Yan greeted him with a smile, and Merry looked at the corpses all over the ground and asked, "You killed the embryo and killed all the people in the Yin and Yang Stream?"

Seeing Ning Yan nodding, she smiled slightly, and said in a very soft voice: "It's okay to kill them all." ”

Ning Yan understands what she means, Merry has clear cause and effect, she will not make up and kill, but she is not a soft-hearted person, she will say this is not without a target, Ning Yan has an unknown relationship with the Yin Yang Stream, in case the people of the Yin and Yang Stream go back and calculate something along their own cause and effect, it will be troublesome, since the Yin Yang Jian disciples have been cursed by the Yin Bamboo to live and die, killing them is not considered to be evil, and completely destroying the mouth saves many hidden dangers.

At this time, Yang Zhen and Bai Yuetan finished distributing the spoils obtained from Yin Yang Jian, Bai Yuetan handed over a Sumeru Stone to Ning Yan, Bai Yuetan knew that with Ning Yan's talent, he would not use the Spirit Herb Pill to forcibly improve his cultivation, so there were some auxiliary heavenly and earthly treasures in the Sumeru Stone.

After Yang Zhen finished reorganizing the manpower of the Underworld Alliance, he walked over and asked Ning Yan with a smile, "Has Ning Gongzi already decided on his itinerary after leaving the Snowy Land and Shu Mountain?"

Ning Yan said: "Brother Yang must also know that I will not go to the underworld to be an official. ”

Yang Zhen had the intention of wooing Ning Yan from the first time he saw Ning Yan's talent, and it was inevitable that he had some regrets, but he had traveled all the way with Ning Yan, but he also knew that a person like Ning Yan who had a rebellious temperament and was unbridled outside the rules would never be bound by officialdom.

Ning Yan thought for a while and said: "The cultivation path in the Central Plains is much the same, I have already seen it, at this time, there are some yearning for the way of Kit Kat, it is best to have something to do with the divine soul." Brother Yang is well-informed, I don't know if there are any good places to recommend to my younger brother?"

True spirits are being consumed by evil intentions all the time, and Ning Yan must start the cultivation of "Snow Fallen Underworld" as soon as possible, and find a way to stabilize the true spirit.

The way of refining gods in the Central Plains was lost, and Ning Yan had to look elsewhere. Although Merry Rouer's information is well-informed, it is limited to the news of the current period, and Yang Zhen, as a native of the Yanhuang Domain and the boss of the younger generation of the underworld, must know more about the history and opportunities of the Yanhuang Domain.

Yang Zhen said: "In this case, Little Brother Ning might as well take a life and death book." ”

It is impossible for him to win over Ning Yan, but it is necessary to befriend him. On the one hand, Yang Zhen is still young and needs to accumulate cultivation, and on the other hand, he is also avoiding suspicion, but he will inevitably take over the officialdom of the Great Netherworld in the future, and by that time, Ning Zhen will definitely be a pivotal figure in the Yanhuang Domain.

Yang Zhen wanted to let Ning Yan and Da Ming have some cause and effect in advance, and more importantly, this case was related to Li Lian'er's family, and Yang Zhen hoped that it could be solved as soon as possible.

Ning Yan sighed for a few breaths and said, "It's okay." I don't know what task Brother Yang has in his hands?"

The Book of Life and Death is a task list issued by the Underworld Pavilion, which was officially established by the Great Underworld. Completing tasks of different grades will reward different amounts of bounties, which is a daily training method that cultivators of all sects will adopt in the Yanhuang Domain.

The last time Lu Ziyi went to Xuanyuan Chen to hire a killer, if Ning Yan didn't accept Xuanyuan Chen, he would release the task to the book of life and death.

"It's a seven-grade mission. Yang Zhen said that the task level of the Book of Life and Death corresponds to the cultivation realm of the cultivator, and the seven-grade task will only be issued if the single person cultivates to reach the Open Heaven Realm. But Yang Zhen has a special status, and Ning Zhen's strength is even more special, and it is okay to make an exception and issue the seven-grade task.

Ning Yan nodded, his strength was already comparable to that of ordinary early stage cultivation, and he had accumulated a deep foundation for seven years, and he could make another breakthrough at any time, and the seven-rank task was just right.

"Little Brother Ning, have you ever learned about the Yunyi Witch Land in the Southern Barbarians?" Yang Zhen said, "Yunyi's strange and mysterious techniques are extremely treacherous, and many of them, such as ghost head lowering and curses, are related to controlling divine souls. ”

Ning Yan nodded, Yang Zhen, as the head snake of the Yanhuang Domain, proposed the sword intent was very feasible, and Nanban Yunyi was indeed suitable for finding an opportunity for the divine soul to break through. Moreover, there is a rainforest in Yunyi, where there are many demon beasts, and if you go there to practice, it will also be quite beneficial to the improvement of the quenching blood forging body.

"Yunyi is ruled by several large tribes, independent of the Great Underworld Empire, and has had wars and conflicts with the Great Underworld border. However, last year, the Ministry of Rites reached an armistice agreement with Yunyi, and the Great Ming and the Dian tribe, the largest tribe in Yunyi, married each other. It was originally planned that the Dian tribe would send the tribe's witch to the underworld in June this year, but the witch suddenly disappeared two months ago. ”

"On the one hand, the Underworld Pavilion has issued a mission to find the missing Dian witch, and on the other hand, it is already making second-hand preparations. Yang Zhen couldn't help but smile bitterly when he said this, "There is only one person in the Dian tribe who is qualified to marry the Great Immortal except for the witch, but that is a man, my father has inquired about the news from the imperial court, if the witch does not come back and insists on marrying, the imperial court will canonize Li Lian'er as a princess and marry Yunyi." ”

Ning Yan blinked, it turned out to be like this, no wonder Yang Zhen was so concerned.

He looked at Yang Zhen's hopeful eyes, smiled and said, "Since it is about Brother Yang's lifelong happiness, I will take it." ”

Yang Zhen was also quite touched by him being so happy, "If the little brother Ning can find the Dian witch, he can go to the underworld to find me to deliver the task, and I will let the Hades Pavilion improve a little for the bounty." ”

Ning Yan responded, Yang Zhen took out the book of life and death from the Sumeru stone, which was a spirit paper made of special materials, which was invasive by water and fire, in duplicate, and could attract the power of the contract. Ning Yan signed his name, put away the book of life and death, and the two sides walked out of the tomb together, came out of the Taixuan sarcophagus, and saw the light of day again.

Ning Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his divine sense spread, and he sensed that the Taixuan sarcophagus was frantically absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and the formation of the six reincarnations was already operating, probably gathering energy, and he was going to heal Lin Li's injuries.

The wind and snow are getting more and more violent, and the range of vision is getting narrower and narrower, and it won't be long before this ruin will completely collapse, and Lin Li will sink into the belly of Kunlun Mountain, retreat and resume cultivation.

Such a magnificent handwriting is about to disappear with the disappearance of the opportunity, and everyone can't help but sigh in their hearts.

Ning Yan looked at the huge wordless snow monument in the cemetery, and suddenly thought about it, flew up with a broken sword, and jumped in front of the snow monument.

Wandering freely, Ning Yan walked on the cold wind, his hand broke the sword dance, and his figure wandered on the giant monument, like a little ink flowing on snow-white rice paper.

A moment later, Ning Yan slid down from the stele, laughed, casually discarded the broken sword in the snow, and brushed his sleeves away.

"The little ancestor can play. Bi Xie knocked on the giant monument and sighed in admiration. Lu Ziyi touched the snow stele with his hand, but he was sighing at the hardness of the snow stele and the sharpness of Ning Yan's sword intent.

Merry looked at Ning Yan's back, her cheeks sunk into a small dimple, but an indistinguishable look flashed in her eyes.

Bai Yuetan and Yang Zhen glanced at the giant monument, didn't think much about it, knew that it was a young child's heart, turned around and followed Ning Yan into the endless white world, and the figure gradually dissipated in this wind and snow.

On the three-hundred-zhang high snow stele, there is a deep handwriting of Ning Yan's silver hook iron painting.

His words, horizontal and vertical, are as sharp as Ning Xiaoqiu's brushstrokes, and there seems to be sword intent stinging under his eyes, but the hook is like Ye Jinmei's embroidery is soft and freehand.

A red liquid slowly oozed from his strokes, blurring the handwriting like blood.

"Rather stand here. ”

He set up a small stone tablet in the Yinnan Mausoleum, remembering the old things without burying people, and deeply burying the past. Now he buried his ancestors in this thousand piles of snow, raised his sword and set up a second stele, and remembered him without burying people.

It is a monument and a silent oath.