Ning Chang finished reading all the books, the oil lamp was still burning, and the bean-sized fireworks illuminated him uncertainly.

He closed the last one, and then incorporated the contents of the Northern Pluto Sword into it.

All the exercises are connected in the divine consciousness and come together into a complete book.

It was the Shura Divine Record in the mouth of the night except, and it was also the Heavenly Heart Sutra in the previous life.

The Heavenly Heart Sutra is a compulsory mental method for all disciples in the meditation to practice when they get started, and it is this sutra that Ning Changchang practiced before he was sixteen years old.

It's just that although he is now reincarnated, the veil that cannot be seen on his memory is still there, and most of his memories are still icebergs hidden in the sea, and only when he sees it can he really remember it.

Now the seal of memory seems to be thawing a little bit, and the whole picture of the Heavenly Heart Sutra has been lifted back and revealed in front of him.

He was very familiar with this kind of exercise, and now that he was doing it again, he believed that he would not take much time.

It's just that...... Why is the strongest Dao method in Broken Boundary City exactly the same as the introductory mind method taught by the master in the past?

Could it be ......

In the dark room, Ning Changjiu raised his head slightly, his eyes collided with the fireworks, and the flames burned in the depths of his eyes, and the center of his pupils seemed to be full of dust.

He couldn't help but think of the story of Broken City.

The head of the kingdom was cut off, the body turned into bones, and then the kingdom of God fell, the personality fell, and the priests and the heavenly monarch were all banished to this world, along with the people of the Broken City, so a trek that lasted more than 700 years finally began......

Everyone wants to get out, ordinary people are on the road to open up new frontiers, and fallen gods want to devour each other, complete their authority, and fly back.

And who is the author of all this?

Seven hundred years ago, a goddess descended from the Broken Boundary City, led the people to this empty city, and gave the king's blood and eighty-one secret books......

Could this goddess be ......

Ning Changchang's hand involuntarily clenched into a fist.

In the previous life, he didn't realize how powerful he was.

Looking back now, he realized that in only twenty-four years of his previous life, he had almost cultivated to the realm level of Heavenly Monarch and Divine Official, and his senior brothers and sisters were even stronger than him.

But even so, he is still like a lamb to the slaughter under the sword of the master, without any ability to resist, the sword that pierces the chest seems to be able to cross the barrier of time, every time he thinks about it, he is like a demon trembling under the full moon.

How powerful should that master be?

Or is she actually one of the twelve lords of the kingdom, and she is not observable, but in fact a real kingdom of God?

This terrible thought crossed his mind and lingered.

He thought of every senior brother and sister, and thought of the "simple" townspeople in Dahe Town.

It is not observable to hide on the mountainside of the mountain, the mountain and the mountain are all covered with mist, and its height cannot be seen, and its distance cannot be known, such as the divine pillar standing on the top of the sky, supporting the chaos of the upper and lower sides.

Master...... Who are you?

And the senior brothers and sisters, do they know? Or the whole view, only themselves, the closed disciple, are always in the dark?

He thought for a long time before slowly closing his eyes.

The oil lamps were extinguished, and all the light was drained.

He looked at the dark room as if he were looking at the fate foretold by the night.

He stood up and walked out of the house.

To his surprise, there was the sound of sword qi breaking through the wind outside the house.

He stood at the door and saw Shao Xiaoli, who had changed into a jinghai cloth skirt, was still practicing swords in the courtyard, and her red dress that she loved physically and mentally had already been neatly folded and put away, and she would only change it when she traveled.

At this moment, she was dressed plainly, her face was plain, her hair was tied high in a ponytail, and she shook it off with the movements of sword practice. And her sword action is becoming more and more sassy, and the sword drawing is as crisp and neat as the sword, smooth as the oncoming wind, as fast as the swift lightning, giving people the feeling that when this sword pierces the enemy's heart and turns back, it will not even leave a drop of blood on the cold iron of the sword.

Ning Changchang suddenly had the feeling of returning to the Heavenly Cave Peak and watching Ning Xiaoling practice swords on the Snow Cliff Sword Floor.

The last sword is finished.

Shao Xiaoli put the sword back into the sheath, her body was hot, her fingers pinched the neckline, shook her clothes, and then reached out to wipe the beads of sweat from the corner of her forehead.

"Boss. Shao Xiaoli, who was a little relaxed, immediately stood upright.

Ning Changjiu asked, "Why don't you sleep yet?"

Shao Xiaoli said: "Didn't the boss sleep too?"

Ning Chang looked at her and said seriously, "Your sword is already very good. ”

Shao Xiaoli shook his head lightly: "I always feel that it is almost interesting." ”

Ning Changjiu replied: "Your sword has not really drunk blood, and you lack the determination to kill, but this is not something that can be practiced overnight, so you don't have to worry too much." ”

Shao Xiaoli nodded lightly.

Ning Changjiu walked up to her side and said, "Go to sleep." ”

Shao Xiaoli shook his head and said, "I can't sleep." ”

Ning Changjiu asked, "Are you worried about Si Ming?"

Shao Xiaoli snorted and said, "It's been a month, and I always feel that she's coming." ”

Ning Changjiu comforted: "Don't worry, I'm here." ”

Shao Xiaoli said worriedly: "Boss, what if we can't beat me? I'm still a big girl with yellow flowers, and I haven't married yet...... Like this, what kind of god king, god queen, they talk every day, and it sounds weird and embarrassing. ”

As she spoke, her forearms were bent, her hands were clasped in front of her chest, her palms were slightly twisted against each other, and her body was like a seedling blown by the breeze, and she shook restlessly twice.

Ning Chang's face did not change and did not respond.

Shao Xiaoli couldn't wait for an answer, sighed, tied the scabbard around his waist tighter, walked behind him silently, and said softly: "The boss is really tired, pretending to be deaf and blind." ”

Ning Chang's footsteps stopped slightly, smiled faintly, and slapped Shao Xiaoli's head.

Unlike four months ago, Shao Xiaoli reacted this time, she didn't have time to retreat, so she just leaned back a little, wanting to let her cheeks touch this palm, and at the same time, she used her palm to tease, and from Ning Chang's arm diagonally up, wanting to force the other party to defend and buy herself some time.

Ning Changjiu sighed softly, and his move was really slow.

In this short period of time, Shao Xiaoli's feet were clutched to the ground, her waist was bent back, her long hair was hanging down, and in her pupils, Ning Chang's palm was infinitely enlarged, occupying all the sight, she forcibly suppressed the panic in her heart, and hit his palm with a punch, and with a bang, Shao Xiaoli's body was recoiled by the palm force, his steps were unstable, and his waist was stretched to the limit, falling towards the ground.

But although this fall fell to the upper hand, it did indeed avoid the scope of Ning Changjiu's palm, Ning Changjiu's palm fell into the air, and he himself was stunned, and then unloaded the strength of his hand, half-squatted down, and fell to the ground

The girl stretched out her hand and smiled, "Get up." ”

Shao Xiaoli's eyes widened, and she fell in one breath, her chest rose and fell violently, and she finally realized that she had dodged Ning Changjiu's palm.

Four months ago, what did the boss say when he wanted to learn swords with him......

She felt a little dizzy, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and held Ning Changchang's hand.

Ning Changchang's hands were not as soft as hers, but they gave her an inexplicable peace of mind.

Shao Xiaoli got up from the grass, patted the dust on his dress, and calmed his joyful thoughts.

Ning Chang glanced at the white callus on the edge of her palm because of long-term sword practice, patted her head with pity, he looked at the smile hidden on her face, and asked, "What's so happy?"

Shao Xiaoli raised his head and said, "Boss, have you forgotten your promise when you first practiced swords?"

Of course, Ning Changjiu remembered that at that time, he said that when Shao Xiaoli took over this palm, he would be considered a teacher.

Time flies so quickly, the girl who was so frightened by this false palm that she couldn't stand on her feet can now make a smart response, and in the end, although the result is a little embarrassing, she can barely avoid it.

"Well, congratulations to Xiao Li, he is out of school. Ning Changchang said.

Shao Xiaoli was recognized by the boss, smiling like a flower, with indescribable joy.

Ning Changjiu was curious: "What are you doing so happy?"

Shao Xiaoli said: "In this way, we will not have the status of master and apprentice in the future." ”

Ning Changjiu asked, "Is there anything bad about the master-apprentice status?"

Shao Xiaoli said chiselingly: " Of course it's not good, the book says that one day is a teacher and a father for life, there is a code of ethics between the master and the apprentice, and it is inconvenient to do a lot of things, and only some people who have no virtue and shame will think about their masters and apprentices, there are many such in Broken City, under the pretense of being a master and apprentice, in fact, they don't have the mind to learn skills at all, just to get a close, and then wait for an opportunity to start, this is not right, Xiao Li is different from them, I practice diligently every day, just to get out of the teacher as soon as possible, in exchange for a free body, boss...... If you had any scruples about this before, you don't have to worry about it now. ”

Shao Xiaoli lowered his head and talked eloquently, and the more he talked about the back, the smaller his voice became, and his cheeks were flushed.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the boss didn't respond at all when she said so much as a girl.

Finally, she mustered up the courage to raise her head, only to find that Ning Changjiu had a cold face, stiff facial features, and a look that didn't seem to be very friendly......

"Boss, what's wrong?" Shao Xiaoli didn't know where he said something wrong.

Ning Changjiu looked at her calmly, forced out a smile, and said, "No, you're right." ”

After finally pressing Shao Xiaoli back to bed and sleeping, Ning Changjiu came outside the house alone, thinking about the words of the girl Fang Cai, he couldn't help but think of Lu Marrying, and laughed helplessly.

Isn't it as good as a beast like this......

There was no moon in the night sky of Broken City, and the slender snow shadow in white clothes shook in front of him in a trance, so there was a moon in his eyes.

I don't know what happened to you......

He thought quietly, and all the contents of the Shura Divine Record poured into his blood, like a galloping horse, starting a cycle of Zhou Tian.

I don't know if this horse can ride the wind and go straight to the sky, carrying him to meet the moonlight.

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......

Lu married and didn't know how many days he had been sitting outside the abyss.

The abyss was like a sunken plane, never ending to stumble after it, and no matter how many times she jumped, she would be sent back to square one by an irresistible force.

The thatched hut outside the abyss is somewhat damaged after the wind and rain, and the wooden figure at the door of the thatched hut is engraved with time, one painting a day, and now there are more than 150 notches.

It's been more than five months in the blink of an eye.

The lotus flowers in Liantian Town have long since withered, and there is no movement in the abyss, and the silence is desperate.

She is still dressed in white like snow, her black hair is like a waterfall, and her fairy aura is dusty, but her beautiful cheeks look a little thin, because of the innate sword body, her skin is not affected by the wind and rain years, and it is still as smooth as jade, just like the cold snow of the Sword Heavenly Sect.

Day and night alternate shadows on the sword.

After Lu Marrying the Sword Body broke into the Purple Court, the realm climbed more than any genius in the history of the Sword Heavenly Sect, but she never laughed again, and occasionally only hummed the tune in the heart demon tribulation into a tune to the abyss.

The years are like flowing, what is your life......

I don't know if the people under the abyss can hear it and wake it up by themselves.

And the elders and juniors of the Sword Heavenly Sect would occasionally send some clean clothes to change in, and Ning Xiaoling would also accompany her master to look at the abyss in addition to cultivation, but her realm was too low to stay in the Southern Wilderness for too long, and she had to leave every time she accompanied Lu to marry for half an hour.

Ning Xiaoling still lived in the inner peak, practiced swords with other disciples every day, and after returning to the room, he discussed with Han Xiaosu some ins and outs and spells about ghosts.

Sometimes she also goes to the book pavilion to read, the old man in the book pavilion has long since died, and now the guard of the book pavilion is Uncle Yazhu, when she reads, Le Rou sometimes sits beside her with a book in her hand, chatting softly with her, Ning Xiaoling occasionally smiles, and more often is absent-minded in a daze.

Now Fengzhong has the best relationship with her, Le Rou, Le Rou hopes that she can help her get out of the shadows earlier, but although Ning Xiaoling seems to be calm, occasionally some small actions will still reveal her thoughts, for example, when they walk together, Ning Xiaoling will suddenly pull her sleeves.

This is an action she used to do with her senior brother.

Such a day came with some waves.

It was an afternoon in early autumn, and Jingyang Xia Yujian came to the edge of the abyss and sent a letter to Lu Marry.

"What is this?" Lu married rarely spoke, and his voice was a little dry.

Jing Yang Xia explained: "More than three hundred years ago, the patriarch had a good friend with a master of the Zhongzhou Great Sect, and almost worshiped his brother, these hundreds of years, the two sects are separated by mountains and seas, and there are very few correspondence exchanges, but this time the appearance of the Nine Babies still alarmed many people, the sect master of the great sect heard what happened to the Sword Heavenly Sect, remembered the friendship of the ancestor, sent a lot of pills and weapons to the sect, and also promised the quota of three disciples, so that the disciples can go to their place to practice, and then come back to the glorious sect after the completion of the Dao Law." “

Jing Yang Xia sighed and said, "You also know that even if our sect repairs for a few months, its luck is still withering, and its spiritual power is thin, and now it is really not a good land for cultivation. There are also many disciples in our sect, no matter where they are placed in the world, they are rare geniuses, and it is not good to delay them too much. ”

Lu Married listened quietly, and only after taking Jing Yang Xia to finish speaking softly: "Is it the Ancient Spirit Sect?"

The Ancient Spirit Sect is a well-known sect in Zhongzhou, they have a unique set of secret methods, which can cultivate the innate spirit to the extreme, and the place where the sect fell is said to be the place where the original Hades fell

There is also a legend that inside the mountain gate, there are still several powerful soul devourers.

Jing Yangxia nodded.

Lu Marrying said calmly: "Everything is decided by Lord Jing Feng. ”

Jing Yangxia hesitated for a while, but still said: "We discussed three places, one of which we didn't want to choose, but we discussed it for a long time, and finally decided to ask what you meant." ”

"Who is it?" asked Lu Jiao.

Jing Yang Xia said: "Ning Xiaoling. ”

Lu married's eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't speak.

The autumn wind was shining, the white clothes were flying, she pursed her dry lips, and after a while she raised her head and said, "I'll talk to her." ”

Jing Yangxia nodded and left.

Lu turned around, facing the light, closed her eyes slightly, her back was outlined in the bright light, obviously so beautiful, but even more lonely.

She looked at the abyss and asked softly, "Your junior sister is also leaving, why haven't you come back?"

......

......

King Zhao City.

Zhao Xiang'er stood on the golden steps of the palace, she was wearing a black dragon robe painted with gold, the show was straight, the back bones were beautiful, the jade belt was tied to the waist, Ying Ying held it, and the falling green silk was also covered to the upright place, with her breathing swaying slightly, her head was carrying a complex golden phoenix ornament, luxurious and noble, and her beautiful cheeks were not emotional, as if the son of God had come to the world.

The top of the main hall is very high, the caisson is gorgeous, the bucket arch is vigorous, the bead curtain hangs down high, the barrier fan is staggered behind, and the station palace lamp is presented on both sides, such as a floating boat in the water.

Hundreds of civil and military officials are kneeling in front of the palace, stating the big and small matters that are happening in Zhao State one by one, including people's livelihood, disasters, and more wars with Jin State on the border.

"Today's drought in the northwest has finally survived the midsummer, but the rain has not fallen, and most of the crops in the fields have died, and I am afraid that there will be no harvest this year......."

"In the south, however, there is a flood, and the sand in the southeast has burst the embankments, flooding many villages, and the officials there have already asked the imperial city to help. ”

"This is this month's military expenses and war report ......"

“......”

Zhao Xiang'er listened calmly, speaking from time to time, her language was smooth and clear, not at all like a sixteen-year-old girl, even if there were occasional objections, she did not use her power to suppress people when arguing, and her words were gentle, as if she was a rare Mingjun in a hundred years.

And Zhao Xiang'er's change, people in Zhao State often talk about it.

What happened in the Sword Heavenly Sect, after nearly half a year, is not a secret.

They all knew that in the imperial city that day, there was a marriage contract dispute with His Royal Highness, and he also fought side by side, and the young man who sat in a high position at the time of His Highness's wedding banquet may have died.

They also have a deep impression of that young man, and although the affairs of Riverside City were solemnly warned by His Highness not to be discussed, they also have a tongue in private, and many people say that they should really have feelings for each other during the month that they have not seen the light of day in Riverside City, and even ...... Still hugging each other.

And after the young man's death, His Royal Highness did not go to court for a whole month, and his heart was also revealed.

It's just that they didn't expect that His Highness really took him so seriously in his heart.

Time is like water, and now there is no sadness on Zhao Xiang'er's beautiful face, but the indifference or gentleness behind it has the charm of rejecting people for thousands of miles and not eating smoke and dust.

And the long-awaited three-year covenant seems to be impossible to achieve.

For many nights, Zhao Xiang'er would also think of the days of the Imperial City and Linhe City, they didn't get along for long, but they always gave her a sense of familiarity at first sight, as if fate had been set a long time ago.

In the late autumn of last year, the Zhao Kingdom was in turmoil, the Qianyu Palace was shattered, and the mother died in the fire.

At that time, Zhao Xiang'er's anger was far greater than her sadness, because she knew that a character like her mother would never die, and all of this might be the test she arranged for herself.

When Ning Chang died, she also didn't want to believe that no matter how dangerous the abyss of the Southern Wilderness was, there was always a glimmer of life.

How could someone like him die?

But as the days passed, the white clothes sank into the sea as if tied to a stone, and there was no more news.

This also made her angry, angry at Ning Chang's "lack of faith".

And she can't be immersed in her emotions forever, all the people of Zhao are still waiting for her decision.

Jin and Rong are both powerful countries, even if Zhao is no longer what it used to be, but it is still very troublesome to deal with war.

"Legend has it that the king of the Kingdom of Jin was inspired again. ”

On the imperial palace, a courtier walked out and talked about a major event that happened in the Jin Kingdom recently.

Zhao Xiang'er waited quietly for the next words.

The courtier spread out the fold in his hand and said: "Legend has it that the sacred tree in the capital of the country of Jin has bloomed, and the sacred tree is rumored to bloom in two hundred years, and every time the flowers and trees are gorgeous, it indicates that there is a Ming monarch on the throne, which is a sign of prosperity of the country......

Zhao Xiang'er listened and asked lightly, "What kind of divine tree?"

The courtier thought for a while, and then replied, "There are many legends, but the most widespread among them is a cherry blossom iron tree, a cherry tree taller than the Imperial Palace. ”

Zhao Xiang'er frowned slightly, and said, "Could it be Chang Ying?"

In the memory of the inheritance of the Nine Feathers, if you want to truly shape the unique Purple Mansion in the world, you need the White Spirit Bone, the Phantom Snow Lotus and the Leaves of Chang Ying, the first two have been obtained by herself, and there is no record in the book of Chang Ying's trees, and she doesn't know where to look for it, and now, this iron tree that is suspected to be Chang Ying is blooming in the world, but it is in the Jin Kingdom......

The courtier listened to His Highness's question, shook his head honestly, and replied that he didn't know.

Zhao Xiang'er didn't ask again, she already had a decision in her heart.

In the past few months, there has been a faint fire burning in her heart, and the fire is holding in her heart, and she is also a little tired of the extremely long war, and she often thinks that there is a way to end this......

Zhao Xiang'er suddenly asked, "Is it okay to kill one person to benefit the world?"

Most of the courtiers don't know why, this issue has been debated in history, but now His Royal Highness asks questions, presumably more meaningful, they want to express their opinions, but they hear Zhao Xiang'er say quietly: "I think it's okay." ”

They looked at each other and did not know what to say.

They also didn't know that in the late autumn two months later, in the early morning of one day, this peerless young girl would wear a strong suit, carry an umbrella sword, and go alone on a bird's sake.

Empress Zhao Xiang'er, the black-clothed single sword stabbed the king.

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(Thank you to the alliance leader for playing another helmsman who is rewarded by McRae!!Thank you for the support of the big guy!Mo Da~)