"Master......" Looking at the back of his master's departure, Sun Ying was very entangled for a while, as his master said, he had been trapped in Tianxiang Pavilion for more than five hundred years, and it was time to think about it.

However, if Sijin is also taken away by Yang Ning, then Tianxiang Pavilion ......

In Sun Ying's heart, she didn't know how to choose.

The hall was empty, and only one person stood in it, lonely and helpless. Even though Sun Ying has become the pinnacle of the mainland and an existence admired by everyone, she is also extremely tormented at the moment.

On the one hand, it is the Tianxiang Pavilion that has achieved her, and on the other hand, it is the freedom that she has been looking forward to for thousands of years, and even countless days and nights......

Sun Ying even thought that if Si Jin became the master of Tianxiang Pavilion, then he would immediately disappear from everyone's field of vision, and then be at ease with him, but when such a good thing came to him, Sun Ying himself hesitated.

Tianxiang Lane, Yang Ning's spiritual world, seems to be passing very quickly, since he came to the attic of Tianxiang Pavilion, it has been nearly a month.

In the past month, Yang Ning has never opened his eyes, and he seems to be very familiar with the environment here, a peach orchard, and as time goes by, Yang Ning has become very familiar.

"Big brother, if your eyes are good, I think they must be full of brilliance." The red sleeves are still dancing, carefree.

Today, she is wearing a pale pink dress, like a real fairy, dancing smartly among the flowers.

Today, it seems that Yang Ning is in a good mood, and in the sound of silver bells, he stepped into the peach garden.

The red sleeves are very smart, and a pair of watery eyes move around Yang Ning with the figure, and between the surroundings, it seems to merge with the petals scattered around, constantly leaving a faint fragrance between Yang Ning's snorts.

In the past month, Yang Ning has never stopped thinking about the origin of the red sleeves, what is it, Yang Ning still has no clue, but in Yang Ning's heart, he has never forgotten one point, that is, this is in Tianxiang Lane.

However, as the carefree and silver-bell-like voice washed, Yang Ning's heart gradually began to sink during this time.

It's just that Yang Ning at this moment still hasn't made any ideological breakthroughs, what is the test here?

Is it just to seduce an invisible woman and then let yourself sink?

Yang Ning would not have thought that the first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion Pavilion Master would be so boring, not to mention a woman like Red Sleeves, although she didn't see her face, maybe this Red Sleeves was very beautiful, and even surpassed all women in the world, but this could not affect Yang Ning's sword heart.

Yang Ning is very convinced of this.

Yang Ning didn't answer, because at this moment, he was a blind man.

A blind man with a strange mind.

The red sleeves didn't seem to know Yang Ning's thoughts, and still danced among the flowers, exuding a faint body fragrance on his body, blending with the surrounding peach blossoms, constantly dancing around Yang Ning.

There seemed to be no one else in the attic of Tianxiang Pavilion, which made Yang Ning a little surprised, because no matter how he felt, this red sleeve should belong to everyone's girlfriends, and there was no one to serve him, or no one to protect him, or, this red sleeve itself is a peak powerhouse in the world, not necessarily.

Therefore, Yang Ning has been very careful for a month, and even from beginning to end, Yang Ning has never exposed the aura of being a cultivator.

The peaceful life continued, every day Yang Ning woke up from the first floor of the attic, and then danced in the peach garden with the red sleeves who came down from the second floor.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

is still calm, there is nothing unusual, and even Yang Ning himself once doubted whether this was a concrete manifestation of the life he longed for in his heart.

"Could it be that this so-called red sleeve is a fusion formed by the thoughts of Shangguan Wan'er, Huan Ling, and Hui Ni in my heart?"

Yang Ning didn't know if his guess was true, but two months had passed, and there was no abnormality, which was not good news for Yang Ning.

"Two months have passed, and the time agreed with Brother Splitting Sky is getting closer and closer, and it is not a way to drag it out like this." Even though Yang Ning's state of mind was as solid as iron, he couldn't help but get anxious at this moment.

At the beginning, it was agreed with Splitting Heaven for three months, if Yang Ning still had no news, then Splitting Heaven would directly kill the Heavenly Dao Sect according to the original plan, seeing that the time was getting closer and closer, how could Yang Ning not be in a hurry.

"Red-sleeved girl, don't you have any family at home?" Yang Ning couldn't help it after all, and asked.

"Family?" Red Sleeves was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face gradually dissipated, and then said, "What is family?" ”

This time, it made Yang Ning stunned, Tianxiang Pavilion here, it is clear that it is where the big family is, how can there be no family, and the red sleeves are even more direct, I don't know what a family is?

For a while, Yang Ning was stunned in place, not knowing how to explain, and said, "Is there anyone else around the red-sleeved girl?" ”

Red Sleeves' eyes were a little gloomy, and he said: "I grew up in the attic since I was a child, and I have never left the world around me, and you are also the first person to enter the attic, big brother." ”

"So, I don't know if there's anyone else around."

However, Red Sleeves' eyes soon became bright, because she had been very happy since she was a child, and now that she was accompanied by Yang Ning, Red Sleeves' mood gradually calmed down, and there was no fluctuation.

Yang Ning seemed very surprised, he didn't expect such a simple woman to have no contact with the outside world at all, but Yang Ning quickly reacted.

I finally understood what the so-called test of the first Tianxiang Pavilion Master was.

"Red-sleeved girl, do you want to see the outside world?" Yang Ning asked.

There was some expectation in Red Sleeves' eyes, but soon, he shook his head again and said, "I don't want to." ”

Yang Ning was not surprised at all by such an answer, because a person who has never been involved in the world, and is still a woman, in terms of her heart, maybe her world is hungry to eat all day, and then dance among the flowers, such a carefree life makes her very satisfied.

This is a heart that has been out of the world for a long time, and if you want to break through this test, you need to take the woman in front of you to experience the red dust, and then use the red dust to let the red sleeves understand the various states of life.

Yang Ning's heart suddenly brightened, but he quickly hesitated, because the original Tianxiang Pavilion Master would not be so boring.

"Did I guess wrong?" Until this moment, Yang Ning had to admit that the first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion Pavilion Lord's divine and ghost methods.

"Who the hell are you, girl with red sleeves?" Yang Ning didn't know whether he should do this or not, but one thing was certain, that is, the test of the so-called first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion Pavilion Master must be on Red Sleeves.

I don't have much time, and if I can't break through here quickly, then I will probably sink because of the deep desire in my heart.

"No, she ......" Yang Ning's face changed.

From the moment he walked onto the corridor, his heart was already very likely to be seen through by the first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion Lord, so everything he was doing now was very likely to be in the other party's calculations.

Therefore, the appearance of red sleeves is to sink himself, not to tempt with beauty, but to sink his heart, and then immerse himself in the depths of his heart, that is, to be trapped here.

Yang Ning opened his eyes.

"Big brother, you ......," Redsleeves said in surprise.

Similarly, Yang Ning also saw the red sleeves, which were very beautiful, and the eyebrows were a little similar to the Huini in his heart, but in his eyes, there was a little more taste of Huanling, and in terms of cheeks and figure, he was not much better than Shangguan Wan'er.

"Sure enough!" Yang Ning has affirmed that the red sleeves in front of him are the concrete expression of his desire in the depths of his heart.

"Good calculation." Yang Ning stared at the red sleeves, his eyes were pure, and at the same time, there was an extra Tianque sword in his hand.

"I don't know how you hooked up my deepest desires and then made them concrete from here, but I have to say that you know and perfect your control over human nature."

"Big brother, what are you talking about?" Red Sleeves still didn't seem to understand why Yang Ning was able to open his eyes, and why Yang Ning suddenly took out a sword. ωωw.. net

"Don't you understand?" Yang Ning's eyes gradually became cold, and then said, "It's a pity that you forgot a little." ”

"Even though my sword heart is like iron, but after the deep desire in my heart is infinitely magnified, I really want to live such a life, but there is one thing you have forgotten, no, or rather, it should be that you don't know the ultimate purpose of my passing by Tianxiang Pavilion."

"Because of this alone, I haven't been exposed since I stepped on Tianxiang Pavilion, so you have no way of knowing."

"That's my obsession in my past and present lives."

"Revenge."

Yang Ning's Tianque Sword condensed its momentum, and at this moment, Yang Ning had no need to hide the fact that he would cultivate.

Because Yang Ning had already affirmed that the appearance of the red sleeves was actually not an illusion, or it was not a test of the first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion Lord, all of this was just a person who was the first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion Pavilion Master to step into it and then let a person sink into his inner world in a way that hit his heart.

This is not a test of Tianxiang Lane, but a self-trapped and self-locked Tianxiang Lane.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Redsleeves still seemed puzzled.

"Are you still pretending?"

"No, you're not pretending, you're just a concrete manifestation of my heart, so you're the thought in the depths of my consciousness, so you're not the key to me breaking through here."

"Then ......" Yang Ning looked down at the Tianque Sword in his hand, and suddenly the sword momentum was raised, and the sword momentum that had been condensed for a long time was left in place, and Yang Ning's figure also followed the blessing of the word "Xing", and instantly let his figure enter it.

Laugh at!

The sword momentum poured into Yang Ning's body.

"Poof...... From reality, three days passed, and Yang Ning, who was motionless, finally spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood, and then woke up.

Yang Ning's face turned pale, but fortunately, the Tianque Sword had been subconsciously supported in his hand.

"Brother Ning......" Huan Ling hurriedly shouted.

"Yang Ning......" Shangguan Wan'er also snorted nervously.

Sijin stared at Yang Ning, fifty steps apart, and he was also very nervous.

But fortunately, Yang Ning has woken up, and there is nothing else except for spitting out a mouthful of reverse blood.

And in Tianxiang Alley, Yang Ning only felt that his head was heavy, if it wasn't for Ling Tianjue having already started to operate, I'm afraid Yang Ning would have been unconscious at this moment.

"The bottom line, if it weren't for the bottom line in my heart, I'm afraid I would have sunk into my heart and locked myself in it." Yang Ning's heart was shocked, and he was very lucky.

And Yang Ning's bottom line is to avenge himself, this is the obsession of the past life and this life, and it is also the agreed time between Yang Ning and Split Sky, this is Yang Ning's bottom line.

Three months, it turned out that in Yang Ning's plan, two months of time in Tianxiang Pavilion was already the limit, so even though Yang Ning knew that this was what he longed for in his heart, Yang Ning also had to make a choice.

"So, I can only be sorry." Yang Ning's mind was clear, and his consciousness also grew at this moment, although he did not reach the perfection of consciousness like Huan Ling, but between the increases, compared to before, it was much stronger.

The promenade gradually dissipated, the attic gradually blurred in Yang Ning's vision, and the peach garden also faded in Yang Ning's nose.

Yang Ning took one last look at the red sleeves, then turned around.

The scene in front of him was also restored, and with Ling Tianjue's recovery, Yang Ning's footsteps moved forward again.

One-step.

Two steps.

Soon Yang Ning was less than ten steps away from the end of Tianxiang Alley.