There was no longer any light leaking from the huge canopy above, the sky and the clouds were gradually moving away, the sound of the rain in his ears replaced the sound of the stream, and Ning Chang's consciousness floated in the desolation for a while, he opened his eyes and woke up.

The gaze is focused.

The person next to the pillow was already by the window at some point, meditating in front of the drizzle, his long uncombed hair was slightly messy, his nightgown had not been changed, and the white cotton clothes reflected the faint light cast by the window, reflecting everything in a blur.

"Wake up so early?" Ning Changjiu said softly.

Si Ming said: "Not long after you fell asleep, I woke up." ”

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly, and he touched his side...... Well, there's still some residual warmth.

He couldn't help but think back to last night's dream.

Strange, how could she dream of Si Ming? Is it just that she is afraid of the day, or is it because she sleeps beside her?

Ning Chang asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

Si Ming said: "When I thought of you beside me, I was like sleeping on pins and needles, and I couldn't sleep at night, so I got up and practiced my sword." ”

Ning Changjiu felt that what she said made some sense, so he didn't ask, just struggled to get up, leaned against the bed frame, breathed softly, and sorted out his thoughts.

The Bhikshu Peak in the early morning is extremely silent.

Ning Chang still had palpitations about last night's dream, he touched his back, and half of his body was in a cold sweat...... Alas, why did the master let me have such a dream? Is he punishing himself? Fortunately, I pretended to be stupid and confused.

He had doubted that the dream would be real, after all, their temperaments were too expressive and lifelike. But the conversation in the dream, Ning Chang remembered it vividly, and in the mutual ridicule between Xiang'er and Si Ming, she pointed out Si Ming's true identity, not only that, but also looked like she knew Si Ming.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for Xiang'er to know Si Ming.

Is it really still my own fantasy......

He stretched. He had just woken up from a dream, but he was physically and mentally exhausted as if he had fought all night.

He wasn't even sure if it was a dream or a nightmare.

But the appearance of marrying in a dream is really cold and majestic, just like a goddess carved by frost...... Alas, it's a pity that the marriage is not around at the moment.

In the dream, the flowers are charming, and only knowledge is as new. Ning Chang no longer had to worry about it, he recalled the contents of the scriptures, meditated and pranayama, read it carefully, and after clearing away the distracting thoughts, he began to practice seriously.

It was getting brighter.

When Ning Chang opened his eyes again, Si Ming had already changed into the divine robe, she sat in front of the mirror, and also recalled the dream of last night, she thought about the many strange things in the dream, it was difficult to distinguish, and her mood became more and more chaotic.

She obviously hadn't seen Zhao Xiang'er, so why did she know herself? How did Lu marry become so cold? How did Ning Changjiu change back to the age of sixteen......

In the midst of his thoughts, Ning Changjiu came behind him, took the wooden comb, and combed his hair.

Her hair is long and combing is time-consuming. The wooden comb glided through, and the silver hair was like snow melting into a stream, soft and silky, and the faint glow of light faded little by little, and it looked blurry in the dim morning.

Si Ming temporarily withdrew his thoughts.

She felt that it was a little ridiculous for her to think about dreams.

The more I think about it, the deeper I fall, and the tricks of the demons fall into it.

In the mirror, they look at each other's faces.

Ning Chang wanted to ask something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Si Ming also wanted to ask something, but he just pursed his lips, as if he was hesitating to ask.

The silver hair was gradually combed neatly.

Ning Chang took a deep breath, he still wanted to know the truth, he wanted to figure out about the dream.

"Miss Si Ming. Ning Chang's words were serious.

Si Ming's body moved slightly, and he said in annoyance: "What are you doing in a panic?"

Ning Chang looked at her face and asked, "I want to ask you a question, I hope you will answer me truthfully." ”

Si Ming frowned and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Ning Changjiu felt that he was too serious, so he smiled slightly, and he asked, "Did you ...... last night Did you dream of me?"

"......" Si Ming looked at him and smiled, no matter how he looked at it, he felt ill-intentioned, hum, teasing himself early in the morning? What am I? Si Ming replied coldly: "I did dream of you." ”

Ning Chang was slightly startled, and said cautiously: "What did you dream of?"

Si Ming said: "I dreamed that you were tied to the divine pillar, Lu Marry, Zhao Xiang'er, Ning Xiaoling, Shao Xiaoli...... They have knives, one for each of them, and they cut you into five parts. ”

Ning Chang listened to it with a creepy sound.

Besides, it was Si Ming's imagination that limited this dream......

Ning Changchang smiled and said, "What a ridiculous dream. ”

Si Ming snorted coldly.

Ning Chang combed her hair.

It seems that dreams are just dreams, or do you think too much...... Ning Chang put down the wooden comb and looked out the window with a leisurely expression.

After that, they came to the bottom of the mountain as usual, monitoring those ginseng puppet demons and observing the progress of Yu Lei's refining. The ginseng fruit trees on the side have completely lost their vitality, swaying in the cold wind, like a dead tumor born in thousands of flesh and blood.

There are different opinions about the death of the Hundred-Faced Fox and the Mist Demon King, but the Golden-Winged Roc doesn't seem to have turned the finger on them.

Everything was unrealistic.

Ning Chang was still investigating the matter of Kunlun in addition to cultivating, and he and Si Ming searched for many demon peaks in Ten Thousand Demon City, but they couldn't get a clear answer. The little demon monkey also seemed to have really evaporated and never appeared again.

On the top of Xiaoleiyin Peak, Si Ming stood on the cliff wall where the rain had not dried, stopping and looking into the distance.

On the mountain peaks, the wind was loud, and the black clouds were rushing forward, and the wet water vapor was filled.

"When the saint dies, there will be people there. Si Ming pointed in a certain direction and said softly: "At that time, above this group of peaks, there will be a silver sea like a tide, the god official Tianjun is like a bodhisattva high in the sky, the god monarch is recruited to his command, the god will be lined up in front of the battle, the sky is thundering, murderous to the sky, and then 100,000 divine soldiers are like a flood to fall, drowning ten thousand demons, immortal souls, thousands of corpses......"

Si Ming traced the scene in her mind.

Ning Chang listened quietly, he looked at the open world, and couldn't imagine what that scene would look like when it really happened.

The sins of the ginseng fruit tree seem too naïve compared to this.

Ning Chang asked, "What did you do when you were a priest in the past?"

Si Ming recalled: "Observe the sundial, control the rules of the heavens, and control all things. ”

Ning Chang asked: "After a long time, won't it be boring?"

Si Ming said: "The gods are pure-hearted and have few desires, and they don't realize the passage of time, which is like traveling through the world at this time, with you by their side, living like a year." Besides, it is difficult for you to experience the joy of the priests. ”

"That's it......" Ning Chang agreed, but in his heart he thought, does the god have to emasculate his desires in order to make the long years not lonely?

Isn't this another kind of loneliness?

They came to the Little Thunder Peak. After crossing the stele pavilion and entering the city gate, there is a brilliant Buddha light in front of you, and there is a purple gold atmosphere.

The demon enshrined on the Xiaolei Yin Peak has extremely long yellow eyebrows, it is wearing a robe and gold armor, holding a Zen staff and a mace, sitting solemnly, looking at both civil and military.

There are not many others on this peak, but the scriptures and classics are sold a lot, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming visited a few bookstores, Si Ming was not very interested in those grand scriptures, but found a few miscellaneous books in the corner and flipped through them, Ning Chang glanced at it, as if it was something like "Rhyme", "Divine Law Enlightenment" and the like.

Ning Chang was puzzled, wondering how Si Ming could be interested in this kind of book. ......

In the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon City.

The Golden-winged Roc is also meditating.

He was wearing golden feathers, wearing a red crow mask, his long gray-white hair exploded behind the mask, under the golden feathers, dark golden chain mail loomed, and his folded, ancient sword-like wings were huge, so his body did not look so burly, but the image of him when he meditated was by no means a sense of bitterness, but sharpness.

He meditated on the stone altar, and beside him, the light flames burned faintly, and those light flames turned into the appearance of various demon sparrows, their expressions were painful, and they kept struggling in the flames, making a terrible illusion.

What the Golden-Winged Roc operates is the Ten Thousand Demon Formula.

Its Ten Thousand Demon Recipes are different from the ordinary, Ten Thousand Demon Recipes passed on by saints.

It fuses its own devouring technique, as long as it devours other monsters, it can take possession of the opponent's supernatural powers.

But that kind of monster must also be of the same origin, otherwise it will be greatly counterattacked.

When the golden-winged Dapeng first saw the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, he took him as a confidant, and discussed the method of devouring with him, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage had nine heads, and its method of devouring the sky and spitting out the earth compared with his own, there was no more than that, except for the gluttonous beasts of the ancient period, in terms of devouring alone, under the kingdom of God, there was no existence that could match them.

Pity...... The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage didn't know what to do, so he completely gave up the method of devouring and practiced like that ascetic. How is this different from the stone lion at the door?

Thousands of demon finches fluttered their wings, and with the flow of his grand Jinpeng method, they turned into pieces of golden feathers and clinged to them.

In front of him was a huge stone statue.

The shape of the stone statue is like a big bow, the big bow is generally buried in the ground, half exposed, and the rock on it is stained with old traces, as if it has been exposed to wind and rain for many years, but it does not fall off.

The big bow has no strings.

The golden-winged Dapeng showed his Dharma body, shining brightly.

The claws of the Dharma Body rested on the bow body, holding it tightly, and the whistling sound of lightning and thunder instantly sounded, sweeping the entire mountain, and the wild clouds were raging, and the rain seemed to be about to fall at any time, flooding the entire mountain.

The golden-winged roc clutched the longbow in its arms, its golden pupils burning red, and it used all its strength to uproot it.

The stone bow shook and stood still.

The Golden Winged Roc's law phase has given birth to fine cracks.

“...... Ahem. After a long time, the golden-winged roc let go of his hand, covered his chest, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and it was unwilling to say to himself: "Still can't ...... it?"

Why can the stone lion of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage be pulled out, but he can't?

Is my path going wrong?

No! It can't be! It must be that the Ten Thousand Demon Recipe is not complete enough...... The grade of these demon sparrows is too low......

Divine Sparrow......

Only the true Divine Sparrow can fill in the Ten Thousand Demon Recipe completely!

He wants to refine into the ancestor of ten thousand demons, swallow the mountains and seas, devour the sky, swallow the vermilion bird into his belly, and then refine himself as a true Buddha, hide the world inside, and reach the supreme realm where I am the universe and the universe is mine!

The Golden-Winged Roc kept gasping, he clutched his chest, and slowly closed his red golden pupils, as if he had finally made up his mind.

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......

On the road between the Sword Pavilion and the Ancient Spirit Sect, Liu Junzhuo, who was in a black and white sword skirt, had a face like frost, stepped on the flying sword, and walked in the sky.

The sword under her feet can be willow leaves, thin ice, rivers, or invisible winds.

This is the magical power of controlling all things as swords, and it is a realm that most sword cultivators cannot reach in their lifetime.

But she wasn't proud.

Because she lost her real sword.

At this moment, all the way south, across the mountains and seas, she is trying to find her sword back.

The scenery and landform are changing under the feet, and the Ancient Spirit Sect is finally approaching.

Liu Junzhuo changed his appearance, casually found an inn to stay, and after resting for the night, he set off early tomorrow morning, and should be able to arrive before evening.

I hope that the process of taking the sword can go smoothly, and don't embarrass the Sword Pavilion again...... I don't know if the fourth division of the ancient spirit sect in the world is as powerful as rumored.

At this moment, in the Ancient Spirit Sect, Lu Marrying is alone in guarding the huge sect.

She still practices by the waterfall during the day, without distractions, and in the leisure time of practice, she is more and more looking forward to the arrival of the night, those sounds and smiles may be illusory, but the warmth and warmth in her heart are real.

She recalled the picture in her dream, and she couldn't help but laugh softly, without any haughty demeanor.

I don't know how many days such a dream can last.

She looked quietly out of the window into the distance.

The sun is setting, and darkness fills the sky and earth in the twilight.

Ning Xiaoling jumped in from the window, wagging her tail carefree.

Since her brother left, she has occupied the master, and drilled a quilt with the master every day, which is very soft and happy without thinking about the senior brother.

Lu Married hugged Ning Xiaoling, took the basin, helped her wash her dirty paws, and said with a smile: "If you continue to go crazy like this every day, you will really become a wild fox." ”

Ning Xiaoling rubbed his master with a smile and said, "Didn't Master also be a big fox for a while?"

After a moment of calm, Ning Xiaoling screamed. She lay on the ground, covered her head with her little paws, and said, "Master, you never beat Xiaoling chestnuts before, are you annoyed with Xiaoling?"

Lu Zaimari withdrew his hand, thinking that he should be skilled in his dream.

She patted Ning Xiaoling's head gently and said, "Okay, let's go to sleep after washing." ”

"Master, I've slept so early these two days. Ning Xiaoling said.

Lu married and said calmly: "Well, it's just that I'm too tired to practice swords during the day." ”

Ning Xiaoling was not suspicious, her little paws stepped on the towel, wiped it clean, and then got into the quilt, curled up, and covered her body with a cloud-like tail.

In the dream, Ning Xiaoling came to a field, and the wheat waves in the field were green, and she instinctively plunged into it and ran happily, unaware of the passage of time.

Lu Marriage reappeared in the small courtyard of the Taoist temple.

Not long after, Zhao Xiang'er, Ning Changjiu, and Si Ming also came one after another.

Lu married and stood in front of the stone table, set up the cold shelf, and they were allowed to sit down after they called out to the senior sister one by one.

Zhao Xiang'er found that Si Ming and Ning Changjiu came almost at the same time, which made her a little uncomfortable.

"Senior Sister Si Ming, we met again. Zhao Xiang'er looked at Si Ming and laughed brightly.

Si Ming glanced at her with a cold snort, sat down beside Ning Changjiu, and said, "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Zhao Xiang'er was dissatisfied with her attitude, and said, "What is the intention of not saluting with the senior sister when we meet?"

Si Ming said: "You have now been demoted to a third disciple. ”

"So what? Zhao Xiang'er clasped her hands around her chest and said proudly: "The hierarchy in the view is strict, and the disciples should pay more attention to etiquette, if you don't call it, I will ask the senior sister to call the shots for me." ”

Si Ming glanced at Lu Xiang'er, who was holding a ring ruler, his face was as calm as an icy lake, and he seemed to acquiesce to Zhao Xiang'er's approach.

Si Ming was very aggrieved, thinking that as a priest, even if he fell, he had the strength of the peak of the five realms, and he would have to be taught a lesson by the two Purple Court juniors? Hmph, if you meet outside, see if my sister doesn't train you into slaves!

But the situation is stronger than people, Si Ming hesitated but got up, saluted, his voice was stiff, and said, "I've seen Zhao ...... Senior Sister Zhao Xiang'er. ”

Ning Changjiu raised his hand and said, "And me." ”

Si Ming was even more angry, thinking to himself what you are doing...... She gritted her teeth and said, "See ...... I've seen Senior Brother for a long time. ”

"Okay, sister, let you sit down. Zhao Xiang'er's words were sarcastic.

Si Ming sat down with the lower skirt of the god robe, looking aggrieved.

In the sea of knowledge of Lu Marrying, Kenshin once again issued an order: let everyone in the audience live in harmony from the heart, pity and care for each other. You can get a hundred swords.

Lu was shocked, and once suspected that he had heard it wrong.

She now has a total of twenty-eight Sword Hearts.

One hundred ...... of swords Wouldn't that just fill the sword heart directly!

But the difficulty of this task is indeed terrifying.

As we all know, Ning Changjiu may be easy to speak, but the contradiction between Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming is almost irreconcilable, how easy is it to let them get along?

But since that fairy sister has issued this decree, there must be a way to achieve it!

On that side, Si Ming and Zhao Xiang'er began to read books angrily after a quarrel, vowing to compete for the throne of the three excellent disciples.

"Stop, let's stop reading today. Lu said in marriage.

"Hmm, why?" Ning Chang was puzzled.

After Lu married his hands, he paced leisurely and said: "Although there are only three of you, but the three of you have problems with each other, how can you build a good atmosphere for reading? I think that if you want to study, you must first correct the atmosphere in this view." ”

Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming glanced at each other, and each of them turned their heads, and they were inseparable.

Ning Changjiu was very cooperative with Lu Marrying and asked, "How can you be right?"

Lu married thought for a while and said, "We...... Let's play some games and strengthen our emotions. ”

"Play games?" Ning Chang was stunned and asked, "What are you playing?"

Lu married and pondered for a moment, thinking about what he watched other children play when he was a child, and while recalling, he said tentatively: "Why don't you ...... Jumping bands, throwing handkerchiefs, jumping squares?"

“......”

Ning Changchang, Zhao Xiang'er, Si Ming. The three of them looked at Lu Marrying together, their eyes full of shock and doubt.

Lu Zaimari also felt extremely ashamed under their gaze, but according to her understanding, playing games is the fastest way to promote relationships! This can not only make everyone live in harmony and avoid fighting, but also make their sword heart complete, which is simply the best of both worlds.

Lu Married took out the ring ruler, swept it in his hand, swept his eyes around coldly, and said lightly: "What's the matter?

The three of them looked at each other, all waiting for the other to be the first to protest. In the end, no one became the first bird, and they all succumbed to the majesty of Lu Marry.

On the lawn, the three of them sat down.

Lu married and cut a priceless Panxian vine as a rubber band and handed it to them, Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming took the rubber band, and Ning Chang stood in the middle, ashamed to go in.

Lu Marrying gently patted Ning Changjiu's back with a ring ruler, and said, "What's the matter, don't you listen to Senior Sister?"

Ning Changjiu crossed in like a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, forcibly endured his shame, and jumped up in embarrassment and stiffness.

Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming couldn't bear to look at each other, and closed their eyes one after another.

Only Lu Married showed a pleased smile.

Well...... It's a start.

However, because they didn't study seriously, the swords disappeared one by one in Lu Marry's sword heart.

Lu married and was heartbroken, thinking that as long as they were reconciled, they could make the sword heart fill up instantly, how could it be worth it!

After Ning Changjiu finished jumping like a zombie, he jumped out like a zombie again.

Lu asked the wedding: "Are you happy to dance?"

Ning Chang's face was like ashes and he said: "I'm happy to die." ”

Lu Marry smiled and patted his head, resisted the desire to hug him, and said, "Okay, Xiao Changjiu, you and Si Ming will pull the rubber band, and Xiang'er will jump." ”

Zhao Xiang'er looked at the ring ruler in her hand, bit her lip, and said in a low voice: "You all close your eyes! No one is allowed to look at it, especially you, Ning Changchang!"

After Zhao Xiang'er finished jumping, she came out with a red face. The next one is the Si Ming.

The three of them were sick and sympathetic, and no one embarrassed anyone, and closed their eyes together.

After jumping the rubber band, five of Lu's swords had fallen.

The next one is a handkerchief.

In this game, Ning Chang did not have the slightest sense of participation. In the whole process, it is Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming's personal vendetta, throwing each other around, you chase me, Ning Chang's eyes, the black skirt and white skirt keep passing by, such as day and night alternating for 10,000 years, dazzling, and even a sense of vicissitudes of white bones turning into ashes.

Lu married and lost five more swords.

The last game could not be carried out, because Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming had already fought for handkerchiefs, and the two beautiful women with no distinction of appearance rolled on the lawn, fighting non-stop, and ruined countless wildflowers.

Although Ning Changjiu felt pleasing to the eye, he couldn't bear to see them hurt their already thin feelings, so he hurriedly asked for his life, and said: "Senior sister, one of the two tigers will be injured when they fight, let the senior sister and sister stop fighting, be careful to alarm the master." ”

Lu Marry sighed, and the sword fell faster.

Her heart was like a knife, and she united with Ning Changjiu to stop it, and finally separated the two.

Zhao Xiang'er's ink hair was messy, her expression was fierce, like a little tiger, she dusted off her clothes, as if she was going to fight again, Si Ming's silver hair was messy, her expression was arrogant, like a big tiger, she clenched her fists, vowing to beat Zhao Xiang'er hard.

Lu Married looked at them and was also a little annoyed.

Ning Chang hoped that Lu Marry would say something to adjust, but who knew that Lu Marry was silent for a moment, but asked, "You ...... Do you have a sense of sympathy for each other if you don't know each other?"

"......" Si Ming and Zhao Xiang'er looked at her together, their expressions were complicated, and they both had the emotion of 'Senior Sister, you should let Xian'.

Ning Changjiu patted his forehead, thinking that this must be my family's stupid marriage, such as a fake one!

"Alright, alright. Seeing that the marriage had no effect, Lu did not force it, and said: "You should study first today, don't delay, we can talk about it later." ”

The inner view returns to false harmony.

Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming both rubbed their hands in their hearts, vowing to press each other under them and give them a hard beating.

Lu married fifteen sword hearts, his heart was dripping blood, and there were words of suffering.

Well, it's obviously impossible to enhance the relationship at one time, let them play hide and seek tomorrow......

An hour later, in her spare time, Zhao Xiang'er questioned Ning Changjiu why she didn't come to help her.

Si Ming also questioned Ning Changjiu.

Ning Chang was chased and killed by them and hid behind Lu Marry, so they began to spontaneously play the game of eagles catching chickens......

In the end, Lu married and failed to protect him, and watched his husband be corrected by them on the spot.

In the Taoist temple, Ye Changong looked at Zhao Xiang'er quietly, and said softly: "Sure enough, it hasn't changed at all." ”

......

I woke up in the morning another day.

Ning Chang opened his eyes and saw Si Ming wearing thin white clothes, lying on the window railing and falling asleep.

Last night, she swore that she would practice swords all night, but she fell asleep unconsciously.

Ning Chang got up slowly, not wearing shoes, for fear of disturbing her. He silently walked behind her, took a piece of clothing and draped it over her, his misty eyelashes trembling slightly, but he didn't wake up.

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