The hall is not bright, the smooth floor tiles are like a dark water surface, dripping with dark silver light, the sword barrel carved from the bone, the lacquerware of sandalwood, the hardwood grain like the raccoon face, all of which seem to fall solemnly on the scene at this moment.

Lu Wedding knelt on the ground, her snow-white skirt scattered like lotus petals on the surface of the water, vaguely embroidered with a fragrance.

The white-clad boy looked back at her, the light behind him flickering faintly through the contours of his cheeks.

"Marry. The boy called her name.

Lu Married slowly raised her head, straightened her upper body a little bit, and her white-clothed body was like a bud of a water lily converging in the night.

She was still kneeling, her thin waist framed by a dark belt, and her loose skirt could no longer hide her proud curves.

The sun falls over the valley.

The background of the world changes from white to red, and finally to darkness, and everything seems to be frozen here.

"Master. Lu married and closed her eyes, and her sunset-like red lips were glowing, as if they could be broken.

......

......

"Apprentice, do you have a place to live?" Ning Chang carried a cocoon on his back and saw a little boy at the foot of the mountain.

Ding Leshi looked at the young man who fell from the sky in a daze, and said in shock: "Master...... Master?"

Ning Chang snorted.

Ding Leshi cried with a sad face and said, "Master, it's been more than two months, and you haven't come to see me, I thought you forgot me." ”

"......" Ning was silent for a long time, and said: "Apprentice, Master will not forget you, there are still ten months, and you will have to make peace with ...... Well, Zhao Xiang'er's apprentice has made an appointment, so you have to train hard and don't lose your master's face. ”

"Yan Shi. Ding Leshi reminded in a low voice.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "Yes, apprentice, you must not lose." ”

Ding Leshi nodded vigorously: "I've been working hard lately." ”

"Well, that's good. Ning Changjiu patted his head, thinking that it was really close to the ink black, and he and Lu Yuanbai didn't say a few more words, and the tone of his voice seemed to be a little damaged.

The little boy glanced at the cocoon on Ning Chang's back, and was shocked by the face of the eldest sister in the cocoon, only to feel that the Oiran sister in Linhe City was like a village girl compared to her.

Ding Leshi was extremely surprised and said, "Master, this matter, hmm...... Sister-in-law...... No, does the master know?"

"Where do you have so many questions?" Ning was stunned for a long time, and then became a little angry, thinking that there was a gap between his vision of accepting apprentices and Lu Marrying, he sighed: "Where do you live now? I want to hide." ”

Ding Leshi had heard the sect master's shout before, and he only felt that the master was worthy of being the master, and his ability to cause trouble was really first-rate!

"Master, I'll take you away!" Ding Leshi patted his chest and said, "There are many of us, I know a hidden place!"

Ning Chang nodded appreciatively.

Ding Leshi led the way and said: "Master, this is the garden of the spirit fruit, which is guarded on weekdays, but today there is some chaos in the peak, and they are afraid that the mountain will collapse, so the closer they are to the mountain, the fewer people there are, and there are rows of stone houses in the garden, and there is no one in it now." ”

Ning Changjiu nodded, and walked over there with his back to marry Lu.

At this moment, the peach curtains on all sides are guarded, it is difficult for him to escape outside the peak at the moment, fortunately, the three peaks peak master is still righteous, no one comes to chase and kill him, he thinks that as long as he does not come to a master of the Purple Court Realm, it may not be difficult to delay for another hour.

"Master. Ding Leshi suddenly called him.

"What's the matter, apprentice?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Master, don't you remember my name?" Ding Leshi said suddenly.

"......" Ning was silent for a long time.

Ding Leshi sighed childishly and said, "Master, my name is Ding Leshi, the benevolent Leshan, and the wise Leshui's Leshi. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded seriously: "It's a little hard to remember, but now I remember it." ”

Ding Leshi laughed happily, the happiness of children is always simpler.

In the courtyard of the spirit fruit, the fragrance is fragrant, but after a big battle, most of the originally heavy branches are empty, and most of the light cyan spirit fruits are smashed into the ground, stained with dirt.

There was a row of stone houses behind the Lingguo Circle, which was a resting place for the watchmen who guarded the orchard.

Ning Chang carried Lu Lu to the door of the stone house.

At the door of the house stood a man in gray.

The gray-clothed man looked old, his back was slightly hunched, and his face under the hood of the gray robe was like a spirit fruit slowly rotting in the mud.

He raised his head and met Ning Chang's gaze.

Ding Leshi was taken aback, and immediately said, "Master......! I don't know about him. ”

Ning Chang nodded and said, "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you." ”

The man in gray said: "You are Ning Changchang?"

Ning Chang sighed: "I've stabbed the nest of the older generation of the Sword Heavenly Sect, why can't you old people get along with an ordinary disciple of mine?"

The gray-clothed man said: "Hand over the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra, I can spare you." ”

Ning Chang said: "The realm of my predecessors is unfathomable, and I am not an opponent. ”

Although the man in gray has not made a move for many years, his realm is so high that the faint coercion is already extremely strong, even if it is just a few simple actions, it can blow away the killing intent and fighting spirit of the other party like the wind.

"Are you willing to hand over the Sword Sutra, then? or...... Just want to delay time?" The gray-clothed man glanced at his back: "I know this woman, the peak master of Tianguo Peak, I didn't expect to break into the Purple Court Realm at such an age, it is indeed unprecedented, but after all, she is young, even if she really enters the Purple Court Realm, she can't change anything." ”

Ning Chang said: "What did Han Chi Zhenren promise you?"

The gray-clothed man glanced at him, but he didn't hide it, and said directly: "Hanchi Zhenren said that if he captures you, he is willing to participate in the Sword Sutra with me." ”

Ning Changchang said sincerely: "With such a simple request, I can meet you, why should I believe the words of that old immortal?"

The man in gray also smiled: "Young people do know how to judge the situation. Come, show your sincerity, and let me see the only inheritance of the legendary sect master's lineage. ”

Ning Chang tied the clothes wrapped around Lu's wedding cocoon more tightly.

The sky was darkening, and dark clouds were rolling in from afar, and there was already a sound of electricity in the clouds, implying the roar of rolling thunder.

The man in gray agreed.

There are only eighteen moves in the second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra, and these eighteen moves are not real sword moves, what they actually point to is a mode of sword and spiritual luck, and after learning all the sword moves, even the most common stabbing techniques, as long as you use the heart of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra, you can also achieve the effect of sealing the throat with one blow.

The premise for a cultivator to dodge the sword is that his senses or divine sense can sense the danger and can see the trajectory of the opponent's moves, but this sword can collect all the murderous aura and escape all perception.

It's like an oncoming transparent cloud, and no one thinks it's dangerous.

When Ning Changjiu took out the first sword, the man in gray sensed that this was the real sword scripture move.

Ding Leshi behind him looked at Ning Chang's movements, and was also stunned, his eyes were staring at Jian Feng for a moment, his gaze seemed to be glued, and he kept moving along Ning Chang's movements, and suddenly became distracted.

The time of ten breaths is not long, and Ning Changjiu has already completed the six forms of the Sword Sutra, but he reversed the order.

The gray-robed man was also immersed in this murderous but inscrutable swordsmanship.

In fact, in the cultivation world, the flow of sword moves and swordsmanship is usually regarded as the last way, and the only thing that is truly powerful is the realm, and under the crushing of the realm, you can break through ten thousand laws with one force.

But today, Ning Changchang's sword subverted his cognition little by little.

Ning Chang stopped moving.

The gray-robed man came back to his senses slightly and said, "Go on." ”

Ning Changjiu said: "With the cultivation of the seniors, these few moves are enough for you to kill the sect master, after killing him, I will inform you of the remaining sword moves and the method of transporting the spirit." ”

The gray-robed man looked at him deeply

, said coldly: "Go on." ”

Ning Changjiu did not disobey and continued to play the sword.

The Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra has come to the fourteenth form.

The movement of this move is like a person stepping on the back of a horse, holding a sword flat, leaning back, and doing a burlesque performance.

Ding Leshi wanted to laugh a little, but the corners of his mouth curled, and the smile froze on his face.

Ning Changjiu's sword moved forward lightly, and somehow broke through the gap in the distance in an instant and came to the front of the gray-robed man.

The old man's gray robe did not tremble at all, and the sword qi of the sword did not overflow a little, and the blade of the front cut was so smooth, as if everything swept by the blade would be cut in half like tofu.

But the realm of the two is too different.

The old man's gaze withdrew from the blade of his sword after a very short pause, and he lifted his sleeves, two fingers poking out from his robe, and steadily reaching for the sword that had been cut.

The wind around them whipped up the yellow, broken leaves.

The dark clouds were lowered, and it seemed that heavy rain was about to fall.

Ding Leshi didn't even understand what was going on, he only felt his eyes flicker, and then the master's figure floated over like a dead leaf.

Ning Changjiu's previous blow stopped at the throat of the gray-robed old man.

The old man's fingers were like stones, and the sword seemed to be stuck in the stones.

At the moment when the killing intent struck along the blade of the sword, he immediately took off his hand, his body retreated, and the opponent's fingers were also like a sycamore leaf after breaking the tip of the sword, fluttering and blowing in front of his chest.

The two of them were relatively still in the air, but remained for a moment.

That palm finally pressed Ning Changjiu's chest lightly.

The palm of his hand touched his chest, and after a moment of calm, Ning Chang was knocked out like a sandbag, and the leaves around him were all shattered at the same time, and they were crushed into dusty powder.

Ning Changjiu's chest was dented by that palm, and the huge force rushed into the internal organs, shattering the aura of the body, beating him so that his qi and blood surged, and he could no longer maintain a breath of true qi, so he flew out upside down and slammed on the ground, his throat was sweet, and blood spurted out, and the blood was also coagulated in the air.

The air around them froze like ice.

The gray-robed old man said: "Since you are not sincere, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

He stretched out his hand and drew a circle in front of him.

Passing through the center of the circle, a white flying sword was conjured one after another, and those flying swords rotated like a sundial, and then they came out and nailed to Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu's body trembled with pain, and he turned his fingers with difficulty, wanting to pinch the trick to cast the water moon in the mirror, but as soon as his fingers trembled, those flying swords crashed into him like a white bird towards a phoenix.

"Master!" Ding Leshi exclaimed, trying to get closer, but was blown back by the violent air current.

The difference in realm was too great, and it was facing the enemy head-on, Ning Changjiu's only chance of winning was erased, and the injuries that had already accumulated in his body all erupted at the moment when the flying sword fell on his chest.

The sword qi hit his chest, he only felt like his body was about to be torn apart, he was like a kite with a broken string, and he was torn out by the wind at once, and the broken sword in his hand was not to mention stimulating the sword qi, even if it was wielded, it became extremely difficult.

"How dare you steal the Sword Sutra if you are so weak?" The gray-robed old man flicked his sleeves, took one hand behind him, and stood in front of him with the other, like a Buddhist disciple's handprint before drinking the scriptures to retreat from evil ghosts.

The gray-robed old man lived for many years, but he rarely went out of the Waterfall Mountain, and few people even knew about his existence.

In a sense, he was the first person under the Heavenly Sect Master.

At this moment, he only had two moves, and he would beat Ning Changjiu to the point that he was powerless.

"You still have a chance, hand over the rest of your sword moves. The gray-robed old man said: "The weak don't need or deserve to be pregnant, you are a smart person, you should understand." ”

The clothes on Ning Chang's chest were torn, but the clothes that tied the cocoon clothes of Lu Wedding were torn, and Lu Wedding fell to the ground, his expression was quiet, and he was out of step with the surrounding frenzied environment.

The dark clouds gathered in the sky became denser and denser, like viscous gray slurry, and underneath the slurry was a liquid thunderbolt that would surging like thousands of horses the moment the clouds burst the embankment.

Ning Chang knew that if he really cast the Eighteen Moves Sword Sutra, he would really have no way to live.

Although Huaibi is dangerous, at least it can make the other party throw a rat trap.

Ning Chang struggled to get up and raised the broken sword.

The gray-clothed old man's gaze became more and more indifferent.

"Since I don't pay it, I'll take it myself. The old man's five fingers were like eagle hooks.

The sword frame formed by Ning Jiu had almost no resistance, and the figure of the old man came in an instant, about to slap his head.

Ning Chang raised his head, not dodging or dodging.

His pupils turned golden.

The gold illuminated the old man's face under his hood.

He could clearly see that in the pupils of this young man, the pupils were gone, and all the whites of his eyes were also made of countless strands of golden threads, which were like blood and like the land overlooking, and his eyes were so deep that they seemed to hide a golden kingdom.

The old man in gray lost his mind for a moment.

Ning Chang's broken sword stabbed in front of the chests of the two of them.

A gray corner of his clothes was picked off, and there was blood on his clothes, and this injury could not even be exchanged for a painful snort of the old man in gray.

He just frowned, and then made sure that the pair of seemingly bluffing golden pupils were nothing more than a bluff.

His fingers fell, grabbing Ning Chang's neck.

In the next moment, the old man's eyes went black, and blood came out of his pupils.

The dim surroundings suddenly became much brighter.

The moment before the old man lost his sight, he vaguely saw a golden crow flying out of his eyes that looked at Ning for a long time, turning into a golden arrow and breaking into his pupils, and then, the tearing pain blew his pupils to pieces, and the eye sockets suddenly turned into two blood holes, and even the hood was blown backwards, revealing the top of his bald head.

This is the heaviest thing the old man has ever received in his life, he stretched out his hand, trying to grab the golden innate spirit, but his fingers flowed through the golden light, but it was empty.

The innate spirit could escape, but Ning Chang couldn't move.

He roared in pain, his consciousness unfolded, and even though he was blind, everything around him was still clearly reflected in the sea of consciousness.

Ning Chang's retreating figure was quickly approached.

The withered hands grabbed his neck.

Ning Chang's neck tensed for a moment, and every vein was as hard as steel.

Ning Changjiu's feet left the ground and was lifted up by the old man in gray.

His body was no longer able to exert his strength, and he could not use any Dao method, only the instinct to survive allowed him to pour all his strength into his neck and resist it with great difficulty.

The golden light in his pupils gradually extinguished, and in the dark pupils, there was the demonic face of the old man in gray, he grabbed the old man's arm, but he couldn't break free, the hand holding the broken sword was raised with difficulty, and it was inserted into the old man's neck, but the other party's skin was like the hard scale armor of a python, which could not be pierced at all, and the corner of the old man's mouth hooked a hideous smile, and he reached out and patted it, directly knocking the sword in his hand down.

Bang dang!

Thunder rang out in the sky.

The thunder drowned out the sound of the sword falling to the ground.

No, the sword didn't hit the ground at all!

Then, an earth-shattering alarm erupted from his consciousness!

Ning Chang felt that this scene was familiar, but his consciousness was chaotic and difficult to recall.

The old man's hand was released.

He pinched the hand around Ning Chang's neck and broke it at the wrist.

The cold wind is sober.

Lu grafted and caught the broken sword that was about to land.

Her white clothes were a little thin, her eyebrows were a little cold, and the green silk dancing wildly was more violent than the thunderclouds in the sky!

At this moment, she is not a fairy who has fallen in the nine heavens, but a cold and glamorous female official who came from the netherworld.

"Lu marry?" the words of the old man in gray were crushed by thunder.

The moment Lu married and slashed his heart,

The thunderstorm has arrived.

The dust and fallen leaves on the ground, the mist and electricity in the air, the dark clouds and thunder in the sky, everything as far as the eye can see, at the moment when Lu Marrying broke out of the cocoon, they all brought a sword aura like frost and snow, as if the whole world was a sword domain that she set up casually, and all the life flows between heaven and earth were sword moves that fell between her gestures.

The old man in gray gave birth to the feeling that he was the enemy of the world in an instant.

On Lu Yao's side, the slender sword qi swept like an arc, and with a bang, she lifted countless broken grass and dead leaves, and she slashed towards the gray-robed old man with boundless sword qi.

The gray-robed old man couldn't understand how could Lu Marry, no matter how talented he was, just a cultivator who had just broken his long life and entered the Purple Court, how could he have such a sword momentum that engulfed the heavens and the earth.

The gray-robed old man was surging with anger.

Over the years, he has also accumulated countless spiritual power in the Sect Master Palace, and the Sect Master Hall has hidden the deepest heart law books in Nanzhou, and he has almost read it.

Among them, there are the swordsmanship of Tianzong, the formation technique of Daomen, the secret method of Tianxiang of Xuanzong, and the King Kong of Desolate Gate.

Thousands of laws resemble hundreds of high seats arched in the sea, setting off the figure of the gray-clothed old man majestically.

With his realm, if he didn't want to capture this young man alive, why would he be attacked by the other party and blinded?

Lu Married's indomitable sword momentum was also blocked from this sea-like Dao technique.

She glanced at Ning Chang, who had fallen to the ground, and then stared at the old man in gray.

Her eyes did not have the vast and majestic countless Dharma Phases like a majestic city.

She just looked at the old man quietly, her eyes empty.

She held the broken sword and slowly pushed forward.

Then everything swept over.

Her three thousand green silks were illuminated by the sword qi at this moment, like a beauty with white hair in the blink of an eye.

Sword Sect, Daomen, Xuanzong, Desert Gate, between the pillars that built the Xiongcheng, a sword qi was like the sand and water in the river city, whistling by, and then the river flooded, every wisp of sword qi seemed to weigh tens of millions of catties, and in a very short period of time, the old man in gray was unable to support his majestic cultivation, and most of it was evaporated.

Lu's sword broke through ten thousand laws and sent the broken sword into the opponent's chest.

In the sky, the thunder tribulation has been completed, and the dark clouds have turned into plasma, connecting into an insurmountable thunder pool.

This thunder pool is so powerful that it is almost unheard of in the entire history of the Heavenly Sect, even if it is just a wisp of overflowing light, it carries the aura of destruction.

Lu raised his head, and his sword eyes opened, like a holy flame that would never be extinguished.

She held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the old man's shoulder in the other, and at the moment when the thunder fell like a pillar, her figure suddenly rose to the ground, like a white rainbow piercing the sky.

The rainbow light collided with the thunder light.

The heavens and the earth were as bright as day, and the four peaks were immersed in endless thunder light, and the broken mountain protection array was shattered.

Lu married and grabbed the body of the old man in gray, resisted the thunder, and went up against the sky, and actually pressed back the unbelievably strong thunder little by little.

A deafening roar sounded shortly after.

In the sky, countless snow-white cracks appeared in the center of the thunder pool.

The white rainbow penetrated the thunder pool, rushed to the sky, and then turned into countless immortal swords, slashing down again.

The boom and boom kept ringing, and the whole sky seemed like it was about to fall.

The thunder pool shattered, and countless blue-purple spherical thunderbolts flew out and attacked the raiders.

Lu married and married, and turned these thunderbolts into fire that tempered the blade.

And on her sword, the gray clothes had long been annihilated by the thunder and fire, and there was no trace of her.

The thunder in the sky grew hoarse.

Lu Marrying shook his wrist and shook the thunder and lightning on the blade of the sword, which was originally a mortal broken sword, and after quenching the heavenly thunder, it actually had the brilliant luster that only a fairy sword can have.

A huge thunder tribulation was brutally killed by her.

Her dustless white clothes stood in the air for a moment, and after confirming that the thunder tribulation had passed, she immediately swooped down like a snow kite, dragging a continuous afterimage to Ning Changjiu's body.

She picked up Ning Changjiu, who was covered in injuries, took away all her sword intent, and immediately used her spiritual power to protect his most critical acupoint.

Ning Chang clutched his throat and kept coughing, he seemed to be very cold, holding his arms and shivering constantly.

Lu married and wanted to put his clothes on him, but found that she only had one left, she hesitated for a moment, and directly hugged his body, she used her body as a sword, and ignited a gentle sword fire to dispel the chill on Ning Chang's body.

Ning Chang was quiet, he leaned against her chest, as if buried in a cotton field, and he said, "Thank you......"

Lu married and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Ning Chang eased his breath and asked, "What did the Heart Demon Tribulation see?"

Lu was silent for a while, let go of him, and said, "It's just an ordinary calamity of conscience." ”

Ning thought for a long time and said, "The battle with the old fox?"

Lu Married nodded and said, "Otherwise, what else could it be?"

Ning Changjiu snorted and said, "Han Chi is perverse, he wants to seize all the luck of the Heavenly Sect, and then forcibly melt the Nine Infants...... Be careful. ”

Lu married and said: "Don't think about these first, I'll take you to heal." ”

Ning Changjiu pointed behind him and said, "That...... My apprentice ......"

Lu Zhuo took a look, the young man named Ding Leshi was a mortal, and he had already fainted to the ground under the power of heaven, Lu Zhuo threw out the broken sword, supported him, and sent him to the direction of the Sword Hall.

I don't know what I remembered, when Lu Married pressed his hands behind him, he suddenly said, "Call Master." ”

"What?" Ning Chang didn't react for a while.

Lu married and said in a cold voice: "I'll let you call me master." ”

Ning Changjiu frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"If you don't shout Master, I won't heal you. ”

"Didn't you say that the peers intersected...... If I don't shout, you can't watch me die, can you?"

"How can you talk such nonsense?"

"What did you see in the Heart Demon Tribulation?"

"Shut up!

"Division...... Master?"

It is very natural to shout on weekdays, but at this moment, Ning Chang seems to be forced by a knife to his neck, and it is a little stiff and unnatural to shout out, but Lu Marriage's expression is much more relaxed, and she said while healing Ning Chang's wounds: "Shout a few more words." ”

"......" Ning Chang felt that today's Lu marriage was very wrong, but because of the majesty of the other party, he still said: "Master, Master...... Master, is it okay......?"

Lu Yu'e frowned slightly, as if she felt dissatisfied, she recalled the scene of Fang Cai, and said, "Is your leg okay, is your knee injured or something?"

Ning Chang thought that she was caring about herself, and her heart warmed, and she said, "It's okay, thank you Master for closing ......."

"Well, well, get on your knees. Lu Married interrupted him and gave orders.

"???" Ning Changjiu was completely stunned, thinking to himself that this girl's head was stupid by thunder?

He resisted, "What the hell do you want to do!"

Lu married the angry little girl who seemed to have to eat the sugar gourd, and said: "If you don't kneel, you can quit serving the ruler." ”

Ning Changchang said: "Lu marry, marry! If you do this perversely, sooner or later I will ......."

His words were interrupted.

Lu Married turned his head with him, looked in the direction of the Sect Master's Hall, and said nothing.

She could feel that there was a demon god's qi rushing to the sky, even if she was now a master of the sword body, breaking through the realm like a purple court, she didn't have the slightest confidence that she could completely defeat that demon god's qi.

The four peaks of the mountains and rivers are broken, the waterfall mountain is now alive, and the nine songs of the nine babies on the top of the mountain are like dancing thunder.

"Master......" Ning Changjiu whispered softly, wanting to tell something.

Lu Wedding had already stood up and stood in front of him, and Qingmei's back was like a sword tablet covered with snow.