The king of fish screamed, thinking that this little girl was still quite clever, and she had discovered her unusualness in such a short time.

But I heard Ning Xiaoling continue: "Listen, I know that you are a cat with ambition, when I caught fish before, I thought you were extremely talented, and you were a plastic cat." ”

"......" The Fish King was silent for a moment.

Ning Xiaoling looked at its suddenly collapsed cat face, thinking that it had no fighting spirit, and comforted: "You are now considered an official disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect, our sect disciple can be physically disabled, but the soul can't, you must have fighting spirit, you know?"

The king of fish listened to her good steps, and his mood became even worse.

Ning Xiaoling said: "In the next few days, I will train you to do many things, including cultivation, fighting, sending letters, tracking, and arresting people...... You've got to endure the hardships, you know?"

"Meow woo......" The king of fish thought to himself, do you still need to learn these things?

"What are you whispering?" Yu Jin came over with a bowl of dried fish, put it in front of the fish king, stretched out his hand to help it smooth its hair, and hung the wooden sign given by Mr. Shuo Ling on its chest, on which a twelve.

It is the twelfth disciple of this lineage.

Ning Xiaoling said: "I'm giving it some rules of the sect. ”

Yu Jin said worriedly: "This cat looks so stupid, can you understand?"

"Whew......" The king of fish was furious.

Yu Jin put down the basin, sat on the wooden chair, pressed its head behind him, and buried it in a basin full of dried fish, and the fish king was forced to eat it with a sigh.

Yu Jin said curiously: "By the way, how did Mr. agree to such a thing as raising a cat?"

Ning Xiaoling was puzzled: "You still don't know?"

"What do you know?" Yu Jin was even more strange.

As he was talking, there was a lively outside.

Yu Jin poked his head out and glanced outside the wooden hall, only to see many disciples walking towards here.

Yu Jin was taken aback.

The Imperial Spirit has always been sluggish, and on weekdays, in addition to his own disciples, there have always been many disciples, how can disciples from other sects come to visit......

And they are so aggressive, how do they seem to be visiting, it is clearly a group fight.

"Xiao Ling!" Yu Jin hurriedly closed the window, looked anxiously at the girl beside her, and said, "Xiao Ling, did you offend anyone when Linggu Dabi was compared?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "I really offended a lot." ”

Yu Jin said anxiously: "Then what should I do? They seem to have come to the door, I told you before, it doesn't matter if you have a lower ranking, your own safety is the most important, why don't you listen." ”

Ning Xiaoling didn't panic and asked, "Who is coming?"

Yu Jin said: "Where do I know, don't you know who you have offended?" Xiaoling, why don't you hold on first, and I'll go to Mr. Shuo Ling to help solve the siege?"

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door.

Yu Jin knocked on the door a little scared, she looked at the men and women outside the door, and said, "Who are you? I am the eldest lady of the Yu family on the clothes street, and the younger sister is covered by me." ”

They hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Yu, you misunderstood, we are here to congratulate Senior Sister Ning." ”

"Senior Sister Ning, you are also twenty-five years old, right, shouting Senior Sister Xiaoling, what are you pretending to be tender?" Yu Jin said disdainfully.

They looked at each other and said, "Now the disciples of the Ten Veins, how can there be anyone who doesn't know Senior Sister Ning?" She has a great favor to us, and she should be called a respectful title, but the sect is not allowed to give money, so we hurriedly went to Yishang Street to quickly customize a lot of pennants to express some thoughts. ”

Pieces of pennants were unfurled in unison, bright red.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaoling finally persuaded them all to leave.

She was a little distressed, she was a big celebrity in the sect, and there would be an endless stream of people who would secretly come to see her style from afar in the future.

Yu Jin finally learned the news of her victory, and after a brief moment of stunned, she jumped up and almost wiped off the hair on the back of the fish queen's neck.

The fish king murdered this reckless little girl, it had seen strong winds and waves, so it was not surprised, and there was only some praise in the demon pupils.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the pennants hanging on the wall, and a bunch of flags similar to "Lord of the Netherworld", "The Strongest Senior Sister of the Ancient Spirit Sect", and "Dominating the World" were also mixed with "Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation", "Heavenly Age, Earth Age" and the like.

Ning Xiaoling casually picked out a few pleasing pictures and planned to show them to his senior brother in the future, and gave the rest to Yu Jin.

She knew that she had just entered the Purple Court, her foundation was unstable, and she needed to concentrate on cultivation, but she couldn't be killed by them......

In the wooden hall, Yu Jin held the pennant and asked this and that with joy, the king of fish was dozing off on the table, Ning Xiaoling was silently planning the future path of cultivation with his chin propped up, and the light outside the window came in, following the outline of the wooden window, leaving a bright pattern on the floor squarely.

Time passed quietly, and the day was gradually falling into the night.

She originally thought that after Linggu Dabi, her future cultivation path would always be so peaceful.

But Ning Xiaoling didn't expect that the hidden thread behind the White Snake Divine Valley incident would soon reveal its majestic back and destroy the short-lived calm.

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......

On a snowy night, Mr. Chu walked slowly across the snow-covered ice.

Tomorrow is the last day of the Mother of Dragons' feast, but he has already received an answer that he is satisfied with, so he has to leave early.

The Mother of Dragons eventually chose to speak out about their problem.

The stars of the Colorful Immortal Palace did not dim with the words of the Dragon Mother, which showed that she was telling the truth.

Since it is the truth, this pair of teenagers and girls is also the person who must be killed in the mouth of the landlord.

He is one of the Thorn Slayers of Luo Shulou, and before the gods can revive, they will cut off all variables that could change the outcome.

In the past half a year, five cultivators with extraordinary talents and profound Dao methods have died, just because their fate trajectory may touch Luo Shulou's plan.

Soon, the blood of the Taoist couple will also stain the sea of ice red.

As for the Mother of Dragons...... From the moment she was imprisoned in the Caijuan Immortal Palace, she was already destined to have wings, and what made him strange was that a hundred years of repression had not really driven her crazy.

He passed through the high-rise gate of the Caijuan Immortal Palace.

In the cold wind, a red-headed snow eagle broke through the wind.

Mr. Chu stretched out his hand, and the snow eagle landed on his palm.

The eagle's legs did not have a letter, but the contents of the letter were engraved in the eagle's sharp eyes.

He stared at Eagle Eyes for a moment.

The Snow Eagle flew back through the air.

Mr. Chu pondered the information he had seen in the eagle's pupils earlier, and felt a trace of unease.

"The lord of the eighth floor is going to take action personally, what is the origin of that woman?"

......

There are ten floors in the Luo Shu Building, the owner is hidden on the ninth floor, and the tenth floor is a real forbidden place where history is hidden.

The strength and weakness of the following are ranked from top to bottom

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Among the nine floors, there is an ancient sword on each floor, which is the sword of the owner of each building, and it is also the ten nodes divided by the thousand-year-old history carried by the ancient building.

The sword is a scale, and it is also a ruler for marking the scale.

The lord of the eighth floor is an immortal who has entered the five realms many years ago, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and the Lord of the Sword Saint has also given a very high evaluation of "After the sword comes out, the world collapses".

He is the second only person in the Luo Shu Building.

In addition to the Divine Sect Sect Master-level figures, who else in this Middle Earth is worthy of his personal killing?

The woman......

The first time Luo Shulou tracked her down was two months ago.

It was a wasteland near the Thunder Country, where the Immortal Seeker had captured a remnant of the flow of authority with his immortal weapon.

The Immortal Seeker didn't care at first, but after he transmitted the fluctuation of this authority back to Luo Shulou, Luo Shulou was shocked.

It was a new kind of fluctuation, and it even filled a certain gap in the history of Vena Shulou.

At first they thought it was the kingdom of God that had come to walk the earth.

But the footprints of that mysterious man are appearing in more and more places.

Finally, Luo Shulou locked her up a month ago.

It was a woman in a black robe and silver hair, with a demon fox mask covering her face.

The plan for the hunt was quickly worked out.

The landlord was planning a big deal and couldn't get out, and the rest of the big people activated the Sword of Zhenxian after discussion.

The landing point of Zhenxian is an empty plain.

They set up a trap on the plain, and according to the original plan, the woman who had missed a side thousands of miles away was introduced into the designed trap step by step, and the eight sword-wielding people of Luo Shulou hid in the surrounding villages, intercepting all the retreats after she was seriously injured, and the four elders invited by the Ancient Spirit Sect lay down in the four fields, waiting for her body to be broken and absorb the divine soul.

Under the sword of the Zhen Immortal, there was once a cultivator of the Five Realms who died of hatred, and his divine soul is still detained in the ancient building.

For Luo Shulou, except for the Sword Pavilion, the other third floors and the eight sect masters in the entire Middle Earth, the rest of the people are ants that can be pinched to death at will.

It was a big but silent hunt.

Everything was also going according to Luo Shulou's plan, and the mysterious woman in the silver-haired ink robe was led into the plain.

The sword-bearer came from all directions, locked her in a formation with his life, and imprisoned her in the center for a moment.

The sword of the Zhen Immortal was like a fiery arrow, shot from the ancient building, and was accurately thrown thousands of miles away.

The arrows swirled and broke through the airflow, and the feathers of the arrows burned with crimson flames.

It was on its side, along with a string of small flying swords.

These flying swords are intended both to stabilize the trajectory of its flight and to create a larger, more powerful aura bombardment once it lands.

The sword of the town immortal hung in the air.

The plains were blazing.

The woman was drowned in the center of the explosion.

Everything went more smoothly than expected, and they even felt that they had overestimated her strength for a while, and they shouldn't waste a sword of Immortal Town.

The difficulty and cumbersomeness of forging the Sword of the Immortals is far more difficult and cumbersome than that of ordinary swords.

And it can only be used once per shank.

After the first wave of violent explosions, the four elders of the Ancient Spirit Sect opened their spiritual nets and contracted inwards to prevent her Divine Soul Golden Cicada from escaping.

But the ending still surprised them.

The mysterious woman not only ran away, but also killed all eight sword-wielding people, and also took away the wreckage after the explosion of the Sword of the Immortals.

This is the biggest failure of the Vena Building in the millennium.

No one knows how she did it.

After that, she sank into the sea and never reappeared.

The plan that had been in the works for many years was finally coming to an end, how could they allow such a monster to suddenly appear in Middle-earth, which could cause variables?

Finally, after Luo Shulou captured her traces again recently, in order to prevent accidents, the lord of the eighth floor personally took the sword out of the building.

On the other hand, another assassination of Vena also encountered twists and turns.

The twists and turns were also unexpected.

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In an unknown snow alley, the sword spirit tore off the blood towel wrapped around his arm and tied the silver sword to his own hand.

He leaned against the wall, his short white hair flush at his neck.

The sword spirit boy's face was indescribably pale, and the black-clothed suit was mixed with blood, clinging to the skin, and the torn wounds spread out from the cuffs, which was shocking.

He gasped slightly, hiding his breath as much as he could.

But the killer dressed in black with a cinnabar tattoo on the back of his neck was like a bloodhound, unable to shake off.

The sword spirit knew that it was the one who killed the royal court.

He didn't know how he was targeted, anyway, the assassination came very suddenly, and the battle line was also extremely long.

The hunt began without warning, and it is now the seventh day.

He dragged his seriously injured body into the dark passage of the alley, caught the thatch and formed a simple formation to cover his breath.

His ears were pressed against the wall, carefully observing the movement around him.

In the past, when he was still living in Ning Changjiu's body, Ning Changjiu was on the verge of death many times, and seeing that he was going to be involved, he hated the feeling of powerlessness, and he wanted to occupy that body and personally cut a way out of the Jedi.

Now that he has an independent self, the death situation that Ning Changjiu has faced has also come to him.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He tightened his grip on the silver sword, distracting his thoughts, his ears pressed against the wall, and the web of his divine consciousness spread out along the wall, searching for all traces of the deadly horse.

There was a reverberation from the tiles.

The sound was faint like a sparrow stepping on a tile.

But the sword spirit knew that it was the killer of the royal court.

This killer is already in the Purple Court Realm.

And although he was born with a sword body and felt the most profound nirvana, as a living being, the path of cultivation still needs to be gradual and gradual.

He was at the peak of the Longevity Realm, and he had not yet opened the door of the Purple Court.

In the night, the sky is full of snowflakes that affect the exploration of divine consciousness.

The killer's footsteps are lighter than snowflakes.

The sword spirit held his breath, and his body sank little by little until he was completely buried in the snow.

He closed his eyes, undistracted, as if he were just a sword left in the snow.

The footsteps of the 'sparrow' were far away from him.

Then it gradually drew closer.

The killer also circled the long street, using his experience and realm to search for all clues.

Round and round.

He stayed on the same roof three times.

This means that he has searched the long street three times.

With each lap, the killer should be closer to him.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

The killer stopped at the mouth of the alley and looked in.

He took to the narrow streets.

He got a little closer to the sword spirit.

The sword spirit's divine sense was pitch black, and the killer was the only point of light.

The characteristics of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra were opened, and at this moment, even if thousands of troops and horses stepped over him, there was only this one enemy in his eyes.

The killer passed by him.

The silver sword pierced through the snow and stabbed out.

This is the purest sword, and that killer still can't react even if he is already in the Purple Court Primal Realm.

The sword stabbed through the chest, but the killer adjusted, and although the sword pierced his body, it missed the heart and missed the point.

And at this moment, the sword spirit also knew that he had been fooled.

He clearly felt a bit of bone-eating killing intent light up behind him.

The earthen wall cracked, and the blade stabbed through the back.

There is more than one killer on this street!

He had already guessed his position and waited for an opportunity.

The sword plunged into his exhausted body.

The sword spirit snorted miserably, his eyes went dark, and the hand holding the silver sword suddenly let go, and his body fell to his knees in the snow.

Vaguely, he saw the man in front of him push out the blade of his sword and make a decapitation gesture.

But the decapitating sword did not fall.

At the end of the long street, another person suddenly appeared, and that person was a strange woman with outstanding demeanor.

The two killers were equally shocked, and they didn't hesitate and drew their swords to kill her.

Their swords were easily broken by her fingers, and their heads were pierced and slashed by the broken swords that flew back, and the majestic cultivation of the Purple Court Realm was useless.

The woman walked up to him, stretched out her hand, and pulled him up.

"Behave well, if you don't have a sword behind you, you can kill people across borders. The woman said lightly.

Sword Spirit's mind was dizzy, his short hair was covered with cold snow, and the snow melted by spiritual power penetrated into his scalp, and the biting cold was exchanged for a little lucidity.

"You...... Who are you?" the sword spirit voice was faint.

The woman took off her heavy outer coat and draped it on his body, and while she led him into the depths of the snowy night, she slowly spoke: "From today on, you are the fourteenth disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and I will be responsible for your cultivation in the future, you can call me...... Second senior sister. ”

......

The snowstorm continued for several nights and did not stop.

The grand Dragon Mother Banquet has come to an end, and at the end of the Dragon Mother Banquet, the legendary Dragon Mother Niangniang also dropped the projection herself for the first time in history.

Her beauty is clear, elegant and amorous, and the best Oiran of the Sea Country stands in front of her like an ugly duckling.

If nothing else, from today onwards, the portrait of the Dragon Mother will begin to circulate in the Sea Kingdom.

"She's a little too eager to show up. After Ning Changjiu left the Caijun Immortal Palace, he spoke.

Lu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Ning Chang said: "According to my inquiry, in the past Dragon Mother banquet, Niang Niang never summoned the leader to answer doubts, let alone show her head in front of everyone, but this year is a little abnormal. ”

Lu married and said: "A beautiful woman like her, it is inevitable to be lonely to live in the Immortal Palace all day long, and this is not an abnormal move. ”

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly, he felt that there was something wrong with the Dragon Mother, but he couldn't say what the problem was.

The fairy palace is close to the coast.

The sea of bad luck is not frozen in the bitter cold, as far as the eye can see, and the waves are still the same.

Qiu Yue wore a hat to cover the snow, looking at the sea curiously, and she asked, "Are we going to see Aunt Xiaoling next?"

Ning Changchang said: "The Immortal Killing Tower has been opened by the Turbulent Sect and the main road to the Ancient Spirit Sect has been sealed, and our current realm is not suitable for hard entry." ”

Lu married and said: "But if you want to make a detour, I'm afraid it will take another month to travel." ”

The road to the cliff was sealed by the Huan Sect, and three iron suspension bridges were guarded to prohibit anyone from passing, and similarly, more than a dozen trade roads were also blocked, and many wealthy merchants in the sea country could not help even if they spent a large amount of gold and silver.

This matter was directly related to the problem of the Haiyue Mansion ship at that time. It's just that in their opinion, that incident is not a big deal at all, and there is no need to make such a stalemate with Haiguo because of this.

Ning Changchang understood that the things involved behind this were by no means simple, the Haiyue Lou ship should just be an excuse, and the Dian Huan Sect dared to do this, thinking that it was also instructed by Luo Shulou.

But what do you want to plan to isolate the sea country from the world?

They found an inn for the time being, and began to search for a new path.

Ning Chang made a few marks on the map with a pen, then looked at the sea outside the window, and suddenly said, "The Dragon Mother may be in danger." ”

She was meditating cross-legged, and Lu Zhenxiao, who was calm and concentrating, opened her eyes slightly, she recalled the Caijuan Immortal Palace where the Dragon Mother Niangniang lived, and wondered: "The Dragon Mother Niangniang's own realm has already been half a step and five paths, when she sits in the Immortal Palace, the realm strength is no different from that of the Five Dao monks, who can threaten her in the Sea Country?"

Ning Chang sighed and said, "Because of this, things are terrible. ”

Lu Yuyao smiled suddenly, her knees fluttered over her hand, and while breathing aura, she said: "In short, it is all the grievances of the big people in Middle-earth, and it has little to do with us, who are in the remote areas of Nanzhou. ”

Ning Chang snorted and smiled: "In short, you still have to be prepared." ”

Qiu Yue was eating pasta on the side, listening to them absentmindedly.

When they were almost finished, Qiu Yue asked, "Where are we going next, have you thought about it?"

Ning Chang glanced at her, handed the Kanyu map in his hand to her side, and said, "You can choose." ”

Qiu Yuewei said: "Where can I understand?"

Ning Chang said: "There are many lines on it, you start from this point, draw a line, bypass these two places, and finally connect here." ”

"Can you draw anything?" Qiu Yue asked.

Ning Chang nodded.

Qiu Yue took the pen, bit the pen and thought for a while, and finally drew one crookedly.

Ning Changjiu handed it to Lu to marry.

Lu Zhenmari glanced at it, and his expression was slightly different.

The route drawn by Qiu Yue was similar to the one they had secretly discussed last night.

Two days later, the heavy snow stopped, and Ning Changjiu and Lu got married.

They did not choose the path Qiu Yue had chosen.

But soon after, an inexplicable interception still came.

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(There is no change in the early hours of tonight, so let's sort out the plot)

(Yesterday, a book friend said that there is no idiom for long-term vision and long-term life, it should be long-term vision, I went to check, and found that I really remembered it wrongly, but it was used too much in front of it, and it was inconvenient to modify it.) So, as an overhead fairy, let's set up an idiom by the way...... Well, there is this idiom in the world of God, and it is synonymous with longevity)