"Ning Chang?"

Sounds like a very common name...... The implication is good. Although the disciples had never heard of it, they all left an impression in their hearts.

Ning Xiaoling stood on the edge of the cliff, her blood-stained skirt dancing in the wind, and when she said this, she was full of energy, and she actually felt high-spirited.

Zhu Ding looked at this little girl, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the portrait hanging in the deepest part of the sect.

They obviously don't look like ...... at all

The old man rubbed his beard with one hand, and he let out a long sigh, like the wind that swam through the valley, gently erasing the woman's figure from his mind.

"This time, Linggu is the leader, Ning Xiaoling. Zhu Ding glanced at Ning Xiaoling deeply and announced the result.

Ning Xiaoling saluted lightly and said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Zhu Ding looked at the long knife hanging in her hand, and frowned again: "The ...... you hold in your hand"

Ning Xiaoling looked at the knife that was connected to his heart, held it tighter, and said, "This is my knife." ”

Zhu Ding asked, "Do you know what kind of knife you have?"

Ning Xiaoling was a little worried, for fear that it would be confiscated in the name of returning the treasures of the sect to their original owners.

She thought about it, but still said sincerely: "It is said to be a god." ”

Zhu Ding confirmed the idea in his heart, if it weren't for Ning Xiaoling to pull out this knife, he would even have to forget that this knife was still enshrined in the Hidden Pavilion.

His old Dao heart rippled: "Then do you know what a god is?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "It is said to be one of the swords of Lord Hades. ”

Zhu Ding was puzzled: "You are not surprised at all...... Or are you afraid?"

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "Senior brother said that people only need to be afraid of the unknown, huh...... For example, if my uncle, who has a profound realm, stands in front of me, I will not feel afraid, and I will even feel safe. Because we all know that Uncle Shi will not harm the disciples. ”

Zhu Ding was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "It's a wonderful person, I don't know if I can meet your senior brother in my lifetime." ”

Ning Xiaoling thought to herself that although this was not said by the senior brother, if there were any words that he felt were reasonable, it was correct to add a senior brother in front of him.

Jiang Xian registered Ning Xiaoling's name in the booklet, and said with emotion: "If you think about the history you created, it will be difficult to break it in another thousand years. ”

Ning Xiaoling muttered in a low voice: "Five in the last record is not much......

Zhu Ding's smile retracted, he looked at Ning Xiaoling, and said with a serious expression: "Xiaoling, if you don't have this knife, you can search for five and try?"

Ning Xiaoling Bingxue was smart, and immediately understood that the record must have been set by this uncle.

Zhu Dingjing, he looked at Ning Xiaoling, and asked with emotion: "How old are you this year?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "Seventeen." ”

Zhu Ding nodded slowly and said, "Seventeen-year-old Purple Court Realm...... Alas, if it had been two years earlier, it would have been unprecedented. ”

This sentence was ordinary when it came out of the old man's mouth, but it was a thunderbolt to the ears of the rest of the disciples.

They could feel that Ning Xiaoling's temperament had changed a lot, when she stood on the cliff, her petite and cute appearance even had a bit of the demeanor of a grandmaster, that kind of temperament mixed with her bloody clothes, more like a female demon who had not yet grown up.

But they didn't expect that Ning Xiaoling had already entered the Purple Court Realm.

The seventeen-year-old Purple Court Realm, looking at the entire Middle-earth is a rare thing.

Of course, the second half of the sentence also surprised them...... The youngest Purple Court Realm in the Ancient Spirit Sect was only fifteen years old, who was that person, and why had he never heard of it before?

Ning Xiaoling said calmly: "The disciple's cultivation pays attention to the natural success, and does not deliberately compete for speed and slowness. ”

Zhu Ding asked, "This is also what your senior brother said?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "This is Xiaoling's...... Truth. ”

The girl in the red dress who had been robbed of the cloth bag before listened to her words and said this kind of thing flatly, and she hated itchy, but she was helpless.

Fortunately, he was not in the same group as Ning Xiaoling, otherwise Dao Xin would have been broken sooner or later.

Zhu Ding looked at her, nodded and said: "In the future, you will also be a talented person, if you feel that the Imperial Spirit is too small, I can also help you find another famous teacher, of course, the old man also happens to lack a closed disciple." ”

Zhu Ding is a peerless master at the peak of the Purple Court Realm, his Taoism is exquisite, his cultivation is majestic, and his prestige in the Ancient Spirit Sect is very high, and being able to become his disciple is something that many people dream of.

Although Mr. Shuo Ling of the Ten Veins Mutang is good at teaching, their own realm is not high, they are all about the upper realm of longevity, like the Ming Corridor, after entering the Purple Court, there are already several senior uncles who have advanced cultivation and began to secretly compete for the matter of accepting apprentices.

Many cast envious glances.

Ning Xiaoling thought for a while, shook her head and said, "Thank you Uncle for your kindness, I think my husband is very good." ”

Zhu Ding was not reluctant, he said: "It's okay, respecting the teacher is a virtue, you can follow your husband to lay a solid foundation, and when you figure it out, you can come to me at any time." ”

Jiang Xian looked at this girl, but he found a blind spot: "Ning Xiaoling, when you entered the valley before, it seemed that you were in the longevity realm, right?"

"That's right. ”

"Then why didn't you break through the realm and trigger the Heavenly Thunder Vision?"

Zhu Ding listened, only then did he realize that it was dark under the light, and he almost forgot such an important matter.

He also asked curiously, "Could it be that you broke through the realm before entering the valley?"

Ning Xiaoling shook his head and explained, "Three years ago, I entered the Purple Court by chance, if Uncle Shi is not at ease, I can talk to Uncle Shi later. ”

"Three years ago...... this is very simple arithmetic, but Zhu Ding still pinched his fingers.

This teacher's uncle is always kind and angry on weekdays, and he is not shocked when he encounters trouble, and he boasts that he has never seen any strong winds and waves, but today he found out that he still has less time to live.

"From today onwards, the youngest Purple Court Realm in the Ancient Spirit Sect will probably be fourteen years old. Zhu Ding laughed helplessly.

The rest of the disciples listened to their words, their ears rumbled non-stop, they were envious, admired and depressed, the girl in the red dress listened to their angry conversation, chopped her little feet, and said, "You can really pretend to be ...... Her brother is certainly not a good thing!"

......

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Sea Country, Dragon Mother Feast.

Ning Changjiu and Lu were married and received by the Dragon Mother a day later.

The fairy palace floats on the sea, the waves are sparkling, the colors are gorgeous, the glazed fairy pillar is a strange hourglass collision, if the sea is the long river of time, then it is the art that can live forever in history.

The first one in the piano is a woman holding the piano, she is wearing a purple dress and a long skirt, her steps are graceful, like a fairy Lingbo, and the woman's soft and beautiful face can be faintly seen in the light veil that half covers her face.

She is a female disciple of the Purple Sect, and she is also quite famous in the Sea Country, and many people come to the banquet here to see her immortal appearance.

But now, there are not many eyes on her.

Everyone looked at the pair of snow-white men and women.

It was Lu who married and Ning Changchang.

The beauty of Lu Marrying is not the same as the beauty of the female disciple of the Purple Qi Gate, she is like a sword that is pure and proud, out of the clearest water, quenched in the purest fire, so it is clear and cold, all of them are beautiful, and all of them are shocking.

But what made people angry was that the boy next to her, who was the first in chess, held her hand that should not be stained.

In one day, their deeds had already spread, but Ning Changjiu's defeat of Cao Rao and the death of an unknown old man was much less influential than this white-clothed fairy defeating Liu He, the seventh disciple of the Sword Pavilion, which made people feel that they were not a good match.

Many people originally hoped that they were just soul couples, but the inconspicuous little girl they followed broke everyone's last illusions.

The little girl screamed sincerely, and the fairy in white responded indifferently.

Even the child has a ......

It's a pity that they offended the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Saint is famous for protecting his shortcomings, if they dare to swagger in Middle-earth in the future, they will inevitably stumble in the Sword Pavilion's secrets.

Ning Chang ignored the gazes of the people around him.

Liu He's appearance yesterday also surprised him a little, but what surprised him was only Liu He's sword intent.

That kind of sword intent is somewhat familiar, and it is quite similar to the sword body cultivated by the fourth senior sister.

Although he knew that Lu was marrying and relying on the Vermilion Bird Feather drawn by the senior sister to turn the tide of the battle, he didn't feel that it was inappropriate.

Because he knew very well that although the cultivation method of the Sword Pavilion was strong, Lu Marrying took the path of true human and sword integration, even if he was slightly inferior to the other party at the moment, the future would always be more long-term.

"I'll see the Mother of Dragons later, do you ask or do I ask about evil?" Lu asked quietly.

Ning Changjiu attached to her ear and said, "If you don't have any other questions, you can ask." ”

Under the eyes of everyone, her earlobes were attacked, and Lu Jiao's body tightened even more, she quietly pushed Ning Changchang away and glared at him faintly.

"Hmm. Eventually, she didn't take it lightly.

After the banquet reached its climax in the silk and bamboo music and dance, on the gorgeous dome of the Caijuan Immortal Palace, the light rain fell down with the edict of the Dragon Mother.

Among the light rain are six of the most beautiful pieces of light.

They floated like letters and butterflies in front of the six leaders.

They will go upstairs one by one in the order of the letter.

The fairy holding the qin stepped on the stairs formed by the condensation of the sea water first, and went upstairs with an elegant gait.

After a while, the fairy went downstairs again, and she couldn't help but make a few string notes, and the light veil smiled as if she was satisfied with the Mother of Dragons' answer.

Next, there is the leader of the "Tao".

An old man went upstairs with a sad face, but when he came downstairs, he had an open-minded face, as if he had met a good teacher and confidant.

The next few people are the same, and after coming down, they are full of praise for the dragon mother.

Ning Chang was the last third.

He took the letter and climbed the stairs made of condensed seawater, and slowly ascended the stairs.

Qiu Yue asked softly, "What does Daddy want to ask?"

Lu Marry shook her head slightly, she was also curious about this matter.

Qiu Yue said: "Daddy doesn't want to ask about me, right?"

Lu Marrying was slightly nervous, she also didn't trust this little girl, but with their cultivation, they couldn't find any clues that could prove that this little girl's identity was insufficient. When she heard the little girl ask this, she felt a little different, and wondered if she was afraid, or that she knew about them knocking her out......

But Qiu Yue said again: "Hey, I know that my father is very good to me, he must want to ask me where I came from, and then send me home...... But I don't remember where I came from. ”

......

Ning walked through the stairs of the sea for a long time, and he saw the Dragon Mother in a dark hall like a starry sky.

Ning Chang stepped into the main hall for a long time, and there was a sense of familiarity.

The construction of this hall is familiar, and he has seen a similar dreamlike scene in the Star Palace of Si Ming in the Broken Boundary City.

Just like at the beginning, now sitting in the most secret place of the Caijuan Immortal Palace is also an extremely beautiful woman.

On the dragon chair surging in the sea, the dragon mother sat reclining, with a strange dragon horn carved from coral on the top of her head, the dragon horns were uneven, covering her long inky hair, the dragon mother's skin was like snow, the mood was like a girl, a long skirt was extremely luxurious, and all kinds of unnamed ornaments built a gem-paved galaxy on it.

Ordinary people see the Mother of Dragons, it is inevitable that they will be distracted, it is said that the owners of Luoshulou have fallen in love with the Mother of Dragons.

But because this scene was too similar to when he first met Si Ming, Ning Changjiu couldn't help but compare it.

After all, the beauty of the Mother of Dragons exhausted the extravagance of foreign objects, and it was not as good as the shadow of Si Ming's snow-clad and silver-haired sundial.

"I've seen the Dragon Mother. Ning Chang looked very polite.

The Mother of Dragons also had a dignified demeanor, the stars under her feet began to flow, and the fairy voice flowed between her smiles: "Congratulations to Ning Gongzi for winning the championship, you can rest assured to ask the questions in your heart, only you know here, and I can also guarantee that what I say will be true, this is a gift from Haiguo." ”

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly, and he said straight to the point: "How old have you lived?"

Asgard was silent.

The Dragon Mother spoke slowly, and she smiled, "It's rude for you to ask such a question." ”

Ning Chang said: "Earlier, I met an old man who played chess, and he told me that Niangniang lived far more than three hundred years old, so I am very curious, how long did you live. ”

The Mother of Dragons sighed as if she were nothing, and the stars flowing around her were still again, and the light that went in all directions reflected her beautifully.

"The rest of the cultivators are asking questions that have plagued you all your life, but you want to waste your questions on this, won't you regret it later?" asked the Dragon Mother instead.

Ning Chang said, "I don't have any problems with cultivation. ”

The Dragon Mother said: "If I hadn't watched you cross the sea, I would have really wondered if you were an undercover agent sent by Luo Shulou." ”

Ning Chang frowned and said, "Niangniang has been looking at me?"

The Dragon Mother said: "The ship of Haiyuelou was shipwrecked, I used the Haihe Pan to take a look from afar, and I felt two strong sword qi, one is you...... I didn't expect you to come. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly, he had an impulse to change the question to Qiu Yue's origin.

But his instincts told him that even the Mother of Dragons couldn't really answer this question.

The Dragon Mother asked again, "Are you sure you want to know this?"

Ning Chang nodded.

The Dragon Mother smiled and said, "Five hundred and forty-six years old." ”

"I won't lie, this fairy palace is one with me, lies can deceive others, but can't deceive yourself, if I lie, the galaxy under your feet will become dim. The Dragon Mother added.

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly.

This was not the answer he had expected.

Could it be that I am thinking wrong?

After answering the questions, Ning Changchang went downstairs.

The next one is Lu Marry.

She met the Mother of Dragons.

The colorful dress fell into her eyes, making her shake slightly.

"Miss Lu, I heard that you defeated the disciples of the Sword Pavilion...... The girl's swordsmanship is admirable, but although the sword saint's swordsmanship is strong, her strength is not great, and Miss Lu should be more careful in the future. The Mother of Dragons smiled and spoke.

The galaxy is shattered, and the land marriage is like snow on the Milky Way.

Lu Zhenmari originally wanted to ask her why she knew her name, but she was afraid that this question would be counted, so she didn't open her mouth after all.

After thanking the Dragon Mother for her reminder, she also asked straightforwardly: "I want to find someone"

"Oh, who is it?"

"'Evil', where is he?"

The Dragon Mother was silent for a long time.

She put her hand on her cheek and chuckled softly, "You are worthy of being husband and wife, and the questions you ask are just as difficult for me to answer." ”

Lu was even more curious about what Ning Changchang had just asked.

The Mother of Dragons sighed and said, "I have heard of 'evil', and I only think it is a legend, it is an all-knowing man, hidden in the land of Middle-earth, but no one has ever really seen him. ”

Lu asked the marriage, "Don't you even know the mother?"

The Dragon Mother said: "I can't answer his specific location, but over the years, I have also learned some legends about him, if you want to change the problem, you can do it at any time, if you don't change, I have to tell you what I know." ”

Lu Marry wanted to ask some questions about the child's temperament, but after all, this matter was very important, and she also knew the proportions, and said, "Don't change it." ”

"Really, you don't want to ask if your husband loves you more or does he love other women more?" said the Dragon Mother laughed softly.

Lu married and said, "Tell me something about evil." ”

"The girl is really infatuated. The Dragon Mother always had a soft smile, and she told the legends about 'evil' one by one: "Evil is a teenager, a boy who has lived for an unknown number of years, he likes to wear black clothes, everyone knows it, but everyone can't remember him...... If he really exists, then he shouldn't be in great shape right now. ”

"That's all?" Lu was a little disappointed.

The Dragon Mother paused, and continued: "If you are not mistaken, evil is one of a pair of twins, and he also has a sister. ”

"Sister?"

"Well, his sister's record in the ancient books is called 'poetry', poetic poetry, which is exactly the opposite of evil, which symbolizes sin, and they represent two extremes...... If this story is to be traced, it may be traced back to the creation myth, and no one knows whether it is true or not. But ......"

The Mother of Dragons pondered for a moment and continued, "But rumor has it that more than five hundred years ago, the brother and sister Evil and Poetry appeared once in the human world, and had an earth-shattering battle with an ancient god, after which Evil began to wander alone. ”

"Wandering alone?" Lu married and found the point.

"Yes, the poem is either dead or captured, in short, the brother and sister are separated, and evil is still wandering in Middle-earth...... Many cultivators of the Five Realms believed in his existence, but no one knew which one was him. ”

The stars are still shining, which shows that the Dragon Mother is not deceiving.

"That's all I know. The Dragon Mother's words were slightly apologetic.

Lu married and nodded in thanks.

She left the Fairy Palace.

The Mother of Dragons sat on the throne formed by the sea, her narrow eyes gently closed, she pursed her lips with color, and sighed to herself: "Why do you ask this? Fortunately, the road is sealed, but don't go wrong......"

The last man walked in slowly.

That man is the head of the Dharma.

He looks like he is thirty or forty years old, his appearance is young, but he is not handsome, and his temperament is not much different from that of ordinary masters, so even if he is the leader of the Fa, he does not attract too many side eyes.

"Mr. Chu, I never thought you were here too, the last time you came to the Dragon Mother Banquet was decades ago......" The Dragon Mother looked at him and laughed softly, but her hand rubbed her eyebrow bone, looking very headache.

The man known as Mr. Chu also laughed: "Niangniang hasn't seen you for a long time, and her demeanor is still outstanding, no wonder the landlord was also tempted when he saw you." ”

The Dragon Mother smiled and said, "I am just ordinary friends with the landlord. ”

Mr. Chu said, "Usual? huh...... You and the landlord can be called friends of life and death. ”

"Friend of life and death...... "The Dragon Mother laughed, "What? Are you finally ready to do it?"

Mr. Chu did not hide it, and said: "The Dian Huan Sect has sealed the snow road, and there is no way out in Nanzhou, and now everything in the Valley of the Split God is to be continued, just waiting for the landlord to invite Niangniang into the valley." ”

The Dragon Mother said: "You worked hard to win the championship just to tell me this?"

Mr. Chu said: "I'm just here to inform Niangniang, and I can't help you about what happens after that." ”

The Dragon Mother laughed softly, and in the main hall, the long river and sea where the stars gathered were ups and downs, as if a huge sea beast would emerge from the Milky Way at any time, swallowing the man into his belly.

"Luo Shulou ......" The Dragon Mother sighed softly, and her eyes flowed with thousands of styles: "My first child will be myself...... How ironic, I just don't know, will it be me or Tianzang who will wake up when the time comes?"

Mr. Chu said calmly: "You don't have to worry about these things. ”

The Milky Way tide is not flat at the feet, like the uneasy mood of the dragon mother.

The laughter of the Dragon Mother echoed in the hall: "What a big man the owner of Luoshulou is, why can't he escape such a trap in the end......? All I thought about in my mind were those ancient gods who had long since died, but I never thought of truly conquering the sky with my own power. So no matter how strong he is, he will never be as strong as the one in the Sword Pavilion. ”

Mr. Chu's face did not change and said: "Because there is only these remaining powers in the world...... Besides, what about Lord Sword Saint? It wasn't because he was as powerful as he was now that he had become a vassal of the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Reduced to a vassal of the Heavenly Dao?" The Dragon Mother's eyes narrowed: "This is what the landlord said?"

Mr. Chu said indifferently: "I am obviously the winner, why did I become the Dragon Mother and ask me questions?"

The Dragon Mother collected her emotions, and the tide of the Milky Way fell again.

"Mr. Chu, please. The Mother of Dragons yawned slowly.

Mr. Chu said: "What did the pair of white-clothed Taoist couples ask before?"

That's his question.

The Dragon Mother looked embarrassed.

Keeping a secret is what she promises, and answering any questions she asks her guests is what she promises.

In such a dilemma, how should she choose?

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......

In the wing room of the Caiju Immortal Palace, Lu married and relayed the words of the Dragon Mother to him.

"Poetry?" Ning Chang was slightly surprised.

For some reason, as soon as he mentioned this name, a fluttering ribbon immediately appeared in his mind, like a figure made of jade by an immortal - the little girl in the heart demon tribulation.

He wasn't sure if his instincts were accurate.

More than 500 years ago......

He remembered the conversation he had with the little girl in the past.

The timing seems to be on the right track.

If the poem is really her, then does she remember the evil? Who imprisoned her in the illusion of the demon calamity, and who is the shopkeeper in her mouth?

A lot of questions came along.

Ning Chang looked along the vein of nothingness, as if he was staring at an abyss entrenched in monsters.

Lu Married smiled and said, "Distracted again, what kind of woman are you thinking about?"

Ning Chang looked at her soft lips, her beautiful face was not as cold as in the past, and she smiled with a kind of dusty charm, like the glow of the sword that was unintentionally reflected, and she would never get tired of seeing it in her life.

Ning Chang thought about her unsmiling and arrogant appearance during the day, his mind was like fire, and he smiled: "Who else dare to think about it?"

Lu married and said: "The Dragon Mother is so beautiful, isn't it enough to make you dream?"

Ning Changchang said: "What's so good about an old woman who has lived for hundreds of years? Where is the beauty of marrying half of it." ”

Qiu Yue watched them from the sidelines, looking forward to the follow-up development.

Ning Changjiu took out the list and silver that had been prepared a long time ago, handed it to Qiu Yue, and said, "Little Qiu Yue, go to the Cai Lou to help Daddy buy these things back." ”

Qiu Yue looked at the list of lists, and was not stupid, knowing that this was to support herself.

She departed indignantly.

The warm candlelight melts all snow and ice.

"What does Master want to do?" Lu Wedding sat on the edge of the bed, her snow-white lotus arm propped up, and she blinked: "I won't forge a sword again, I didn't do anything wrong today." ”

In the daytime, the cold and unparalleled woman's smile was as soft as a spring breeze.

Ning Chang saw her occasional flattering attitude, and it was difficult to control herself, so she pretended to lean over calmly and said, "The apprentice won the championship today, so he should be rewarded." ”

"Huh?" Lu Married's eyes narrowed, and her body leaned back slightly.

"Got an opinion?" asked Ning Changchang.

Lu married her long hair and said softly: "How dare the apprentice disobey the master?"

The night is endless.

The candlelight flickered, and the red wax flowed.

Plum petals bloomed on the snow, and the sound of the clear stream crushing below drifted into the distance.

The snow outside the window fell again.

The ban on the fairy palace has been lifted, and tomorrow you will be able to see the beautiful scenery of the sea frozen and the fairy palace covered with snow.

And on the eve of the old god's sleep, the snow is withering as usual, as if writing a preface to the sins of the Psalm.