Yan Zhou's sword move is very strange, he is on the ground with one foot on his left foot at the moment, and the other foot is on the knee of this foot, his body is exaggeratedly leaning back, his snow-white beard is drooping, as if he is drinking, and there is no wine bottle in his hand, only a long sword, the long sword is close to the face, the sword body is slightly bent to the ground, and the whole person is like an arch bridge.

This posture did not last long, Yan Zhou's body stiffened suddenly, like an arhat changing his tricks in his sleep, his body twisted and turned, his robe was like a knife cut, and with a brush, his whole person had fallen down, and the long sword in his hand was held in his arms after walking a strange trajectory, and although his body was leaning back, the placket of his clothes was always a line away from the ground.

Ning Changjiu felt that this sword pile was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Then Yan Zhou's body touched the ground and his hands were released.

Ning Chang thought it was a new sword move, and after pondering for a while, he realized that the old man had really fallen asleep, and the killing intent on his body had dissipated like the smell of wine, and the murderous sword intent that hooked his heart seemed to have never appeared.

Ning pondered for a long time, imitating his movements and setting up the sword pile, but he didn't know the essentials of the flow of the mental mantra and aura, although the movements could be imitated to be almost similar, but the spirit of that kind of sword qi was completely different.

He tried a few more times, and then gave up, thinking that he would wait for Yan Zhou to wake up and ask about it later.

He looked around to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary, and then walked towards the outside of the library.

It was already late at night, and there were lights hanging on the four walls of the inner peak, and there were occasional lights in the wings of each disciple, and it was generally quiet.

Ning Chang walked back into the house and lit a lamp.

There were still manuscripts scattered on the table when he taught Ning Xiaoling to read and write a month ago, he stretched out his hand to sort it out, flipped through these rice papers full of words, recalled the bits and pieces of those days, and couldn't help but smile.

There is no need to teach Ning Xiaoling to read, he can have more time to practice, and his life is much quieter, but this tranquility is lonely.

He thought of the twenty-four years of cultivation in his previous life, and smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that it was really not suitable for cultivators to enter the mortal world, and he was only reincarnated for half a year, and he became so unbearable and lonely, not at all like the pure-hearted self in the past.

Or maybe it's your true self now?

He didn't want to think about it.

Ning Chang raised his head, and the moon in the sky was hidden by stratus clouds, outlining a faint clear glow on the edge of the evening clouds.

Suddenly, the evening clouds were torn apart by the sudden wind, and the bright moon was revealed, outlining a moonlight in front of the case.

On a whim, he took out the black iron-like dead branch from the pile of debris, placed it on the table and looked at it, suddenly had a guess in his heart, and muttered: "Toad Palace is Gui?"

......

Outside the main hall of the peak, the winter snow has not yet melted, and the slender and upright woman walked out of the dark hall, she held a sword, her hairpin was long, and her head was full of green silk fluttering softly in the night wind, and she was rarely covered with a black robe, and her gentle and cold face was lined with the black robe more quietly.

At the top of the Heavenly Cave Peak, Lu Married stood under the sword stars in the sky, she looked at those silent sword stars, and suddenly there was a sword light on her waist like a clear spring flowing out.

The clouds that obscured the moon dissipated in an instant, and the moonlight sprinkled unobstructed, and the heavens and the earth were clear.

In the soft moon shadow, the light and shadow of the peak danced, and hundreds of sword lights seemed to be waved at the same time, like a king feasting in the court, and the slender waist singer dancing together.

Thousands of vertical and horizontal lights rose in the moonlight, and then disappeared in the moonlight, the sword qi turned into blue water and flowed into the sheath, and the urging and restriction of all sword qi were almost completed in an instant, so fast that it was unbelievable, and on the side of her sword clothes, the flowing light was like a substance, and each sword qi that was pure like moonlight was a natural sword intent.

She has a sword in her hand, and her body and mind are also swords.

The flow of spiritual power when she took out the sword even bypassed those tricks that should have been the way to go, each sword came from the heart, crisp and neat, the speed of her sword and the purity of the sword intent were even worse than when she took half a step in the purple court in the past.

She looked at the white snow and bright moon in the night, and looked at the peaks and wilderness in the distance, a sword heart full of aura seemed to be able to communicate with all things.

After a long time, the sword light on the peak was all annihilated, and she stood in the snow and moonlight, but her eyes could not catch her figure like the fairy concubine of the Toad Palace, because she was not only a sword and a spirit, but a sword and all things.

She kept this state and walked out in the direction of the inner peak, her lips pursed from time to time, and her eyes under the curtain of eyelashes struggled to flicker, as if she was making up her mind.

She knew that her sword-spirit body had not yet reached a true match.

Last night's forging was a sword, and in a sense it was just the beginning.

Her physique and sword spirit have unconsciously entered a new world, and the tip of the iceberg revealed in this world has made her extremely amazed, if she completely refines the sword spirit body and truly turns it into a peerless weapon, then how shocking her sword intent should be at that time?

This was something she had never dared to think of in her previous path of cultivation.

She painstakingly suppressed her emotions, but this temptation still surfaced in her heart from time to time, shaking her Dao heart.

"Ning Chang...... Who the hell are you?"

She walked outside the entrance of the inner peak, but suddenly stopped, the state of assimilation into all things was naturally lifted, the moonlight fell back on her body, the sword clothes swayed, the jade face was like snow, she sighed lightly, and finally turned around and left, walked back to the peak main hall, and lay down quietly on the cold jade couch, letting her slightly hot body gradually lose its temperature.

......

Early in the morning, the Sword Hall started classes again, and Ning Changjiu sat beside Ning Xiaoling as always.

He closed his eyes for a while, looking at the dark table and ring ruler in front of the Sword Hall, as well as the ancient screen bookshelf behind it, his eyes fell on the painting of the black gauze screen, the first time he came to the Sword Hall, he felt that the paintings on the three screens were hidden, and when he looked at it today, his feelings were deeper.

Those paintings are all made by the same person, and there is some sword intent hidden in the ink method of the paintings.

This sword intent is not deliberately displayed, but the natural expression of the painter due to the high realm, especially the first picture of a desolate man riding an elephant and slaying a snake demon and the third picture of ten thousand swords rising into the air to behead a nine-headed demon, in which the sword aura emitted is particularly chilling.

He could also recognize that this sword intent and the sword intent contained in the sword star were of the same origin.

Lu Wedding came from outside the door, her footsteps were silent, like snow blowing into the hall.

Ning Changjiu withdrew his gaze from the screen and fell on her.

Because of years of Qing cultivation, Lu married and married, his temperament was cold and quiet, and he did not eat fireworks, but at this moment, his realm was higher, and Zhong Ling's figure was even more dusty.

As soon as the young girl in the sword hall saw her,

Unconsciously held his breath, it was not fear, but Kenshin's subconscious surrender.

Lu Wedding as always buckled the ring ruler, the four corners of the eaves outside the hall rang the bell, no one was late today, and the morning class started as usual.

Everyone first recited the Sword Sutra, Ning Chang sat next to Ning Xiaoling, and after watching the appearance of the senior sister raising her head and reading seriously, she was quite pleased, and she also grabbed the book casually and pretended to read it.

Many of these books on sword scripture and sword theory were written from large and empty places, and the person who wrote the book should not have been above the five realms, so there were many conjectures about the higher sword intent realm, and many of the inferences seemed reasonable and well-founded to ordinary cultivators, but in his eyes they were very eye-catching fallacies.

In his opinion, there is no merit in the theories such as "the sword comes out of the sixteen orifices" and "the sword qi is hidden in the secluded and comes from the light".

After reciting the Sword Sutra, Lu Married happened to explain to the disciples the origin of "the sword comes from the sixteen tricks".

There are a total of seventy-two spiritual tricks that can be cultivated, of which sixteen are the most fierce and intense, and the spiritual power running routes of all the sword moves of the Sword Heavenly Sect are almost all circulated and deduced in these sixteen sword moves, and there is no way to channel the sword qi of these sixteen spiritual tricks, which is sharp and fast enough, enough to cross ten zhang, a hundred zhang, and even thousands of miles to kill demons.

After Lu married and finished expounding this theory, the morning class was over, and after the children got up and saluted and thanked the master for teaching, they got up one after another and walked in the direction of the sword hall.

Lu married and walked towards the outside of the Sword Hall, and Ning Changjiu followed.

Lu Married's footsteps stopped slightly, and his voice was displeased: "Is there something wrong?"

Ning Changjiu asked softly, "Why didn't you come last night?"

Lu Marriage Moth's eyebrows trembled, her eyes flickered, and she looked around, although there were disciples who threw strange glances at here, but no one should have heard what he was talking about.

Lu married and immediately set up the sword domain to make an invisible isolation, and said: "I am the peak master, and I am good at going to the disciple's room, what are you talking like?"

Ning Chang thought he understood, and asked tentatively, "I'm coming to the Peak Lord Hall?"

Lu Married looked slightly embarrassed, "You don't have to worry so much about me. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "Then it's up to Miss Lu, don't worry about it." ”

After speaking, Ning Changjiu walked towards the inner peak.

In Lu Marrying's heart, the voice of Miss Lu lingered a little strangely...... Miss Lu: What does he mean? Is the name of this master and apprentice so unreliable?

A white dress disappeared into the corner of the eaves, and Lu Wedding snorted lightly and walked towards the sword field.

In the sword hall, Le Rou tried her best to ignore the annoying young man who harassed the master for some reason, and kept her eyes on the master's wonderful figure, holding her face and looking intoxicated.

Ning Xiaoling packed up her books and walked past her with a sword.

"Hey, wait. Le Rou suddenly stopped her.

Ning Xiaoling was a little taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"

Le Rou asked mysteriously, "Senior Sister Xiaoling, I heard that you are from that Riverside City?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded.

Le Rou asked, "I heard that the city is already a ghost town, what happened in it, and how did you get out?"

Ning Xiaoling thought for a while and said, "It's just that there is a white bone banshee who wants to destroy the entire city, and then I, my senior brother, and the female emperor's sister of the Zhao Kingdom, work together to defeat the big monster." ”

Ning Xiaoling's concise words were full of excitement when she heard Le Rou's face, since she cultivated, although she had also killed some small undead, but those yin ghosts and ghosts that had not entered the mystery would shatter as soon as they touched it, it was really not challenging, although the legends about the big demon were everywhere, but if they were implemented, she had never seen them.

Although Linhe City is remote, the whole city has been shrouded in darkness for a month, and this matter is still very big, many rumors have spread ten or ten hundreds, and the evil door is incomparable, and Ning Xiaoling, as a party in Linhe City, has aroused the interest of many people.

As soon as Le Rou asked, many disciples in the room who had not left came over to listen to Ning Xiaoling's story.

Ning Xiaoling was surrounded by everyone, a little nervous, she looked at Le Rou's delicate face full of interest, moistened her throat, and said, "That skull demon is said to be a monster that is differentiated from the wreckage of the abyss of the Southern Wilderness. She's a banshee, and she's ......."

"Vicious?"

"She was very pretty, very charming, like an oiran in the attic. Ning Xiaoling said.

"That's how it is...... By the way, that Empress of Zhao is also with you?I heard that she looks extremely captivating and is a rare beauty embryo in the world, is she a vain name or ......" Yun Xue interjected and asked on the side.

"His Royal Highness Xiang'er should be much better looking than rumored. Ning Xiaoling was convinced.

"Is there really such a disaster for the country and the people?

"......" Ning Xiaoling said resignedly: "Of course, Master is the best looking in the world." ”

Yun Xue was very satisfied with this answer, and said: "What is good about Zhao Xiang'er, she is in power, and it is said that she has a fiancé, where is it like our master, who is dedicated to the Tao and does not stain the smoke and dust of the world, this is the real immortal!"

......" Ning Xiaoling didn't know whether to tell them or not, and the senior brother was Zhao Xiang'er's fiancé.

Le Rou waved her hand and said, "Don't make any noise, listen to the story of the junior sister, I didn't expect that we have been cultivating for so many years, and we are not as knowledgeable as the younger sister in a month." ”

Ning Xiaoling hesitated: "Let's go to the Yuntai Sword Field first, otherwise the master will be angry if he is late." ”

Le Rou went home to be powerful and blessed for a month, and she was very slack about practicing swords, but at this moment she suddenly realized that she screamed and said, "Go to the sword field first, let's talk on the way." ”

"Ah...... Well. Ning Xiaoling was pulled up by her and walked out of the door surrounded by all the disciples, as if she was already a popular figure in the peak.

Le Rou asked as she walked, "Senior sister's realm should have risen a lot this month, right?"

Ning Xiaoling was afraid that she would be hit too much, and said, "It's gone up a bit." ”

If it was on weekdays, Le Rou would definitely feel uncomfortable in her heart, but everyone knew about Linhe City, and it was normal for Ning Xiaoling to get some blessings if she didn't die, so she didn't pay too much attention to it, and continued to ask what happened in Linhe City at that time.

Ning Xiaoling was surrounded by everyone, her eyes were focused on her face, she was a little nervous at first, but the experience of being the focus of the crowd gave her confidence a little bit, she breathed steadily, and briefly talked about what happened in Linhe City at that time, she was afraid of scaring everyone, and also lowered the combat power of the white lady, but Rao is so, many people still don't believe that there is such a powerful monster in the world.

How is the kingdom of God, such a mythical thing, a mere demon

Can sin be constructed?

Le Rou admired Mrs. Bai a little, and felt that if she was not a villain, she should be able to be a powerful figure.

"By the way, Ning Chang...... What did he do in the city?" asked Le Rou suddenly.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly became confused, she wasn't sure what her senior brother was thinking, whether she wanted to hide it or ......

Seeing her expression, Le Rou had already taken the lead in helping her cover the coffin: "We all know that Senior Brother Ning is mediocre in cultivation, but the situation is so critical, it is not easy for him to survive, of course we will not laugh at him because of this." ”

Ning Xiaoling didn't know what she thought, so she hummed softly, and actually echoed: "Yes, senior brother is the most useless." ”

......

Ning Changjiu went to the inner peak to practice as always, he devoured and refined all the spirit fruit elixirs he took out yesterday, and out of curiosity in his heart, he went to the abyss of the hidden peak to take a look at it from afar, and then went to guide Nan Cheng's cultivation, Nan Cheng's talent and perseverance are very good, Ning Changjiu is more satisfied with this disciple who was inadvertently accepted.

Before the spiritual fruit in the Nan Cheng C-character jade plaque was finished, he felt that he should insist on guiding him in his cultivation.

After the guidance was over, and Nan Cheng thanked him convincingly, Ning Changjiu remembered something, put on the strange sword frame he saw in Yan Zhou's sleep last night, and asked, "Have you ever seen such a sword move?"

Nan Cheng looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "I've never seen it, this ...... Is it the patriarchal law of this sect?"

Ning Chang shook his head and didn't say anything more.

At night, he returned to the book pavilion again, and found that Yan Zhou had put out a sword stand again today, which was completely different from last night, but the sword frame was the same as last night, and there was a strange aura all over his body.

It's just that when he laid out these sword racks, he no longer seemed to be the old man who was dying, but exuded a one-hit killing.

After setting up a few sword stands, Yan Zhou hugged his sword again and fell asleep.

Ning Changjiu wrote down these sword racks, left the book pavilion, and returned to the wing room.

He opened the door, his eyes lit up, and a dark figure flashed in front of him.

"Who is it?" asked Ning Changjiu softly.

A black-robed figure with a body about the same height as himself stood in front of him and made a silent gesture, Ning Changjiu recognized her identity and said with a smile: "Disciple Ning Changjiu to meet Master." ”

Lu Yumari took off the hood covering her head, the green silk poured down, her face without powder was quiet and clear in the night, she looked at Ning Changjiu, pursed her soft red lips, as if she had a hurdle in her heart, and her expression was still a little struggling.

She doesn't know what her behavior should be counted as now, a private meeting with a disciple late at night?

She didn't move, hummed softly, and asked, "Where did you go before?"

Ning Chang said: "Walk casually in the peak...... I didn't know you came so early, or I would have come back sooner. ”

Lu didn't ask, she took off the black robe with some discomfort, and said in a low voice: "Let's start." ”

Ning Chang said, "Master, please go to bed." ”

Lu married and didn't know if he said this kind of thing intentionally or unintentionally, bit his lip flap lightly, and walked to the side of the bed.

Ning Chang wanted to light the lamp, but Lu Marrying stopped him, she pursed her lips and silently removed her shoes and socks, her tight and slender legs were crossed on the bed, she pulled the quilt, covered the jade feet as pink as pearls, and said softly: "I'm tired." ”

Ning Changjiu sat down cross-legged behind her, his fingers running over her beautiful jade back, looking for the location of Yunqi and Baifu.

Lu married and said: "Don't look for it. ”

"Huh?"

"Since it is a refining body for a sword, it should be the same no matter where it is. Lu said to marry.

Ning Chang felt that it made sense, so he put his finger against the center of her back.

As soon as her mind moved, the golden crow flew out of the purple mansion, jumped on her fingers, turned into golden fireworks, attached to her fingers, and poured the golden power into her back, Lu Yu's body tightened suddenly, the jade feet like a bow instantly tightened, and the pearl and jade shell-like toes were suddenly tightened, and she snorted lightly to stabilize her mind.

Her skin quickly turned from cool to hot, and she felt that her body was like a furnace, and all her sword intent and sword skills were put into this furnace, repeatedly forging to remove the impurities in it.

Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on her body, and the messy green silk stuck to her reddish cheeks, like clouds in the sky after the spring rain.

Her slender and slightly curled eyelashes kept trembling, and she felt that the place where Ning Chang's fingers were against behind her was like a hole had been chiseled, and countless waves of flames poured into it, and after entering her body, it suddenly turned into a temperature that burned her whole body, this temperature was not very hot, but it made her sword heart a little itchy, and her breathing couldn't help but be short.

This strange feeling was also one of the reasons why she resisted refining her body deep down.

Fortunately, Ning Changchang had no distractions and didn't notice her abnormality, but just single-mindedly manipulated the golden crow and burned her body with golden flames.

Ning Chang closed his eyes, his divine sense spread out, and he saw something similar to a sword fetus in the purple mansion on her qi sea, and that was her sword spirit.

The Sword Spirit is not really an innate spirit, but more of a rare physique, and people with this kind of physique have an innate control over all the places where steel is made.

Ning Chang tried to extend the golden flame there, and as soon as he touched the edge of the Purple Mansion, Lu Jiao was trembling, and the roots of her ears were so red that they were about to burn, and she immediately said, "Don't touch there!"

Ning Changjiu withdrew the golden flame that touched the Purple Mansion, confirming that the sword fetus was much more fragile and soft than he had imagined.

Before Lu could calm down the heart that had just been suddenly alarmed, her body suddenly tensed again.

Although her mind was a little blurred at the moment, she vaguely felt that there seemed to be someone standing outside the door?

Outside the wing room, Ning Xiaoling, who had performed the Daomen Concealment Technique, pressed her hand on the door, she thought that she would not be able to come to play with her senior brother in the name of literacy in the future, and the time between the two would be less and less, she was a little uncomfortable, thinking that she had practiced her concealment technique quite well, or she would not come to her senior brother secretly late at night......

The most important thing is that the senior brother gave her the key to the door before, and he still hasn't wanted to go back, which is clearly a naked hint!

Ning Xiaoling became more and more sure that she had seen through her senior brother's thoughts.

With this in her mind, she inserted the key and quietly pushed the door open.

......

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(Friendship push: "Nine Questions of Reverse Immortals" Nine Questions of Heaven and Man, Becoming a Path of Immortals, the Road to Heaven for Youth.) ）