Nine Dead Southern Desolate Souls Return Chapter Seventy-Five: Among the Hidden Peaks

This episode in the morning class was not a big deal, although the three disciples had a conflict with the disciples of Hanging Sun Peak, they were only competing with each other, and they did not actually cause any injuries.

And Ning Changjiu is just an outer disciple, and he has been punished for speaking disrespectfully, and this picture is only seen in the eyes of gloating, and then leaving an impression that this outer disciple is pampered and proud, and the favor here refers to Lu Marrying's preference for Ning Xiaoling.

Lu married and put away the ring ruler, returned to the front of the lecture, closed his eyes and recuperated, under the ink-colored screen covered by dark blue light veil, the woman's green silk was like a cloud, the sword dress was like silk, and it was cold like a snow lotus blooming between the cliffs and rocks.

Ning Xiaoling was startled by the master's angry appearance, and put her head on the ground for a while, before carefully turning away, looking at the senior brother, but found that the senior brother didn't know if he was pretending to be calm, his jaw drooped slightly, and his eyes were peaceful, as if he was not angry.

Ning Chang hung down his wide sleeves, and between the sleeves, he rubbed his palms to eliminate the pain a little bit.

He sighed silently in his heart...... I didn't expect to ridicule her casually in the morning, and I was retaliated against so early.

It's just that I used the scene to praise her figure and appearance lyrically and sincerely, and there was no one else next to her, Lu married as a woman, she should also have a love for beauty, why are you so angry?

Is it because the injury has not healed and it is difficult to practice?

Or ......

Ning Chang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his heart tightened, thinking about whether the matter of his personal healing of her was known?

No way, how would she know? She was obviously unconscious at that time...... Unless Ning Xiaoling betrayed herself, there was no reason for the junior sister to go to her to say this.

Ning Changchang was strange in his heart and glanced at Ning Xiaoling.

Ning Xiaoling didn't know what he was thinking, but he just looked at his senior brother with a pair of clear and innocent big eyes, and blinked, as if to say Senior brother, I didn't see you at all......

After the morning class, Ning Changjiu whispered a few gossips with her, and then got up to leave.

"Wait. Lu Wedding suddenly stopped him.

The ruler disappeared into the pitch-black table.

Ning Jiu, who was walking towards the door, stopped.

In front of him, a long, square wooden ruler suspended silently, blocking the way.

Everyone's eyes also fell on him, thinking that this outer disciple must be unconvinced, and what he whispered was heard by the master, it seems that this time he is going to drive out of the inner peak. Some of them were secretly envious, thinking that they could let the master come out with his own hands...... Ruler.

Even Ning Chang was a little nervous, thinking that you wouldn't hold a grudge like this, right?

"Master, do you still have orders?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Lu Married looked at him and said slowly: "Later, you can come and listen to the Yuntai Sword Field practice." ”

"What?" someone exclaimed, hesitated for a moment before reacting to what Lu had said.

"Master, he is an outer disciple, and he is not in accordance with the rules. Someone immediately retorted.

More people reacted after being slightly stunned, and some people said: "Master, the disciples have all practiced in the outer peak for a year and a half, and their qualifications are outstanding, so they have the opportunity to participate in the test and climb to the inner peak. ”

"Yes, and the qualifications of the long-term junior disciple are not outstanding, and practicing with us will only hit him. ”

These words were blurted out in front of Ning Changjiu, and it could be seen that those disciples had quite a lot of opinions on this matter.

Lu Zhenmari glanced at Ning Chang, as if asking for his opinion.

Ning Changjiu knew that she wanted to take this opportunity to guide her cultivation, and while her heart was slightly warm, she still shook her head and said: "Thank you Master for your love, I will enter the peak cultivation by myself, and in the future, I will pass the assessment with the disciples of the outer peak, and then enter the inner peak in the name of righteousness." ”

Although Ning Changjiu said this, he had no intention of officially joining Neifeng in his heart.

It's boring to go to morning class with my sister every day, and if I have to spend another two hours going to the sword field to practice swords......

What's more, if you are late, you will be beaten by Lu Marrying with a ring ruler......

Every extra class will have an extra chance of being married to Lu and marryed the communiqué.

And with his cultivation speed, I don't know when I will be able to beat her.

The most important thing is that he has now figured out his own path of cultivation, and he only needs to move forward without distractions, and cut the details if he can.

He nodded without leaving a trace.

Lu married and didn't say anything more, and said: "I also made a temporary decision, if you don't want to, then forget it." ”

Some people breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and some disciples with less talent were a little regretful, thinking that they could come to the bottom to attract some firepower to themselves, so that they could be less ridiculed by their peers and reprimanded by their masters.

Senior Sister Le Rou's mind is more exquisite, when Lu married and reprimanded him with a ring ruler before, she felt that something was wrong, that ring ruler is obviously the treatment that only our inner peak disciples have, why did you have an outer disciple being beaten by Shizun himself? Now Shizun directly invited him to go to the sword field to practice together, could it be that he wanted to cultivate him?

But this Ning Changjiu is too ignorant of what to do, and he can't read the sound of the master, does he just want to eat Ning Xiaoling's soft rice for a lifetime?

How can this kind of person stay in the inner peak? It really disturbs our Dao heart and pollutes the eyes of the Master, we must find an opportunity for the Master to drive him out!

Le Rou thought angrily.

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Ning Chang walked into the inner peak and entered the book pavilion, Yan Zhou was squinting, not knowing whether he was dreaming or waking up.

Ning Changjiu took out the book from yesterday, turned to the page on the derivation of the formation principle of the innate spirit, and began to read.

The books in the world have many theories about the formation of innate spirits, some believe that it is the congenital remnants of the Dao fetus primordial infant, the appearance of which is affected by the eight characters of the person's birth date and the feng shui and genus at birth, as for why all the innate spirits are in the form of animal spirit animals or mythical beasts, it is because it is related to the innate animal nature of people.

Some people think that this is different from the principle of "things become essence over time", as if everyone's body is a space, and after having the element of Zifu Qi Sea, it is possible to cultivate an innate essence, and this essence has its shape, shares consciousness with the master, and is dominated by people, and it can be called to the outside of the body to move within a certain range, and the two are one, and no one can really leave anyone.

Others believe that they are the seeds that evil spirits have sprinkled into the human world, and they will take root in the human body, form embryos, and finally devour the human being, and together turn into evil demons to descend into the power of the human world.

Ning Changjiu was not satisfied with these statements.

He couldn't remember what his innate spirit was in his previous life, perhaps it was the same as the word "unobservable", which was naturally obscured.

It is also possible that in this timeline, one's own innate spirit was not born at all, how can a person have a memory of something that does not exist at all?

It's just that sometimes in his dreams, he often sees a red sun, which hangs high on the pitch-black curtain, and in the center of it seems to be entrenched in something, and the black shadow-like eyes gaze at him from afar through the red waves.

Every time this thought appeared, his spirit would be slightly in a trance.

He immediately put away his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the pages again.

Although there are different opinions in these books, there are still three recognized characteristics of innate spirits, one is that there is no innate consciousness, the second is that they are inseparable from their own souls, and the third is that they can be polluted.

The third point is that Ning Changjiu has no doubts, because Ning Xiaoling's innate spirit was polluted by the demon species of the red-tailed Laojun, but this pollution should also be conditional, for example, the red-tailed Laojun has the same origin as Ning Xiaoling's innate spirit snow fox.

And the second point Ning Changjiu has basically been overturned, because he had been uprooted by his master's innate spirit, and in the previous imperial city, if it weren't for his realm, Ning Xiaoling's innate spirit would have been stripped of his body by his own hands.

And the first point, which Ning Changjiu doubts the most, is whether the innate spirit is a creature that acts on human consciousness, or whether it has a potential innate consciousness.

This is also what he wants to know most at the moment, and it is directly related to the speculation that the master uprooted his innate spirit back then.

It's just that he can't find an experiment to correct his conjecture for the time being.

He flipped to the part of the human body's spiritual veins again, stared at the two spiritual apertures connecting the back of "Cloud Qi" and "Baifu", looked at it for a long time, recalled the back that was beaten by a void sword, and finally sighed softly.

A book is quickly exhausted.

He got up and walked over to the bookshelf and pushed the book back into the wooden shelf.

He should have gone to practice diligently at this moment, but he didn't leave, he remembered what Yan Zhou had said to him before.

The second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra was left here.

He naturally didn't covet the sword scripture that was regarded as a true treasure, but if he could find it, maybe it would be of some help to Lu Marry.

After all, I live here for nothing, and I have to do something for her.

Ning Chang painted with his fingers in the void and wrote down the word "Ning" in a traceless manner.

Ning's character is like a sword, and at this moment, as he writes with his pen, he is also contaminated with the sword qi that is nothing.

In fact, when he first came to the Library, he also vaguely sensed something, but the feeling was ethereal, like a person standing in a deep gorge, and flowing water was pouring in from all directions.

The word "Ning" was like a small flying sword, silently passing through, and his figure followed, a white robe floating between the wooden frames.

After a few moments, the little word stopped, shattering like a firework.

At the dissipation of the small flying sword, Ning Chang stopped.

He looked around, then pulled out a book with his instincts.

Of course, that book can't be the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra.

It's just that he vaguely realized that there was another mystery in this book.

Its pages are snow-white, the dark blue cover is as new as new, and the words on it are heavily inked: "Dongtian." ”

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly, knowing what he had triggered, but Dao Xin had no warning signs of danger, so he hesitated for a moment and turned the first page.

"Circle?" Ning Chang frowned as he looked at the dots on the title page that were dotted with gold sand.

The next moment, as if the world was turned upside down, Ning Changjiu only felt that his body fell, and then the scene in the library immediately withdrew from view, the environment turned dark, and looking around, it was a wall that was polished as smooth as pulp, and there were faint iron-blue stone patterns in the wall, just like the patterns on the python's body.

In the book pavilion, Yan Zhou opened his eyes leisurely, glanced at the direction where Ning had disappeared for a long time, and muttered, "Daomen disciple?"

"Could it be someone from the Hanxu Sect?" Yan Zhou showed a rare look of concern.

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Ning Changjiu no longer had any books in his hands.

The book was more like an array eye, standing there, taking the book, and being triggered by the formation, he teleported himself here.

He looked around, looking at the lines of the rocks, to make sure that he was still in the inner peak.

In that case, this should be the space under the book pavilion.

He walked along the stairs and mountain path, and sure enough, in the center of the end of the road, there was the familiar Optimus Arm, the giant arm running down the rock mass, looking down and exploring endlessly.

Ning Chang looked up, and at the extreme height of the rock wall, there were many skylight-like caves casting bright light.

If you can control the sword, you should be able to fly from the grotto into the sea of clouds outside the peak.

Ning Chang continued to walk forward.

The sound of a dark spring flowing sounded in my ears, and on top of the stalagmites, there was also oozing water dripping from the tips of the bamboo shoots, dripping and smashing on the stone surface.

The dragon pillar is surrounded by four giant trees like a single-plank bridge, one end supporting the rock wall, and the other end is embedded in the dragon pillar in the style of mortise and tenon joints.

Ning Chang stood on the edge of the pillar and the cliff and glanced down.

The whole mountain seems to have been carved hollow out.

At the lower end is an extremely large space, and when the eye falls into it, only the dark side remains.

As if he was on the edge of the abyss, even he still felt some heart palpitations, and in addition to those heart palpitations, there were some vague feelings.

Of course, Ning Changjiu would not take an adventure such as a leap into the abyss for some confusing opportunity, he just glanced at it and turned to leave.

The inner peak world under this book pavilion is huge.

With the dragon pillar as the center, the mountain stone cave, the undercurrent of the heavenly cave, the natural karst cave, and many withered ancient swords.

Ning Changjiu walked around the stone path and found a lot of artificially excavated spaces, which he speculated should be the retreat place of the Inner Peak disciples.

As if to verify his conjecture, in front, a cave was not closed, behind the door of the mansion, among the many natural stalagmites, a young man in green clothes sat cross-legged, his hair was scattered, frowning, as if he was thinking hard, and he seemed to have been in retreat for a long time, the grain of rice did not enter, only drank the dark spring between the peaks, and his eyes and cheeks were slightly sunken.

And the moment Ning Chang arrived, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, as if he hadn't thought that outsiders would come here, and the several iron swords inserted in his side trembled.

"Who are you?" he didn't seem to speak for a long time, and his voice was a little astringent and hoarse.

Ning Chang glanced at him and said seriously, "There is something wrong with your cultivation. ”

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(Thank you for the support of the book friend Fengyue Qiushui~)