In the Heavenly Cave Peak, there is no cave.

Over the past few hundred years, with the efforts of generations of cultivators, most of this huge mountain that has reached the sky has been hollowed out.

In the mountain, there are countless caves like beehives, and at the end of those caves are about ten steps, the front part of the stairs is stone, and the half of the stone steps after the turn is mainly wooden steps.

And those spaces are not dark, because every stone brick and rock mass is glowing, and all the caves in the dwelling places are carved against the mountain peaks, during which the furnishings are elegant, couches, incense tables, stoves, Bogu shelves, etc. are all made of classic shows.

And in the center of the mountain peak is a round giant tree that stands up to the sky in sight, and the giant tree is made of countless wooden blocks, and many huge wooden arms extend to support everything in the world of this mountain.

"This is the Dragon Entanglement Pillar, from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, this is the central axis of all the mountain wings, book pavilions, hidden peaks and many organ structures, it is said that the first generation of patriarchs led dozens of great cultivators, after more than ten years to build, this dragon entanglement pillar flame is not burning, the sword is constantly chopping, even if it is the peak of the purple court, it is difficult to destroy it. Masatake introduced them to the giant tree that showed the tip of the iceberg, with a faint pride in his expression.

Ning Xiaoling praised from the bottom of her heart: "It's amazing." ”

She looked at the giant tree known as the Dragon's Pillar, and thought it was more like a large tree, with its scattered branches and leaves throughout the mountain.

"Dragon Entwining Pillar ......" Ning Chang's thoughts sank slightly, and he remembered some records in ancient books.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Nanming, Yunguo, Guhuang and other places, there were some mountain-like giant pillars, which were the habitat of ancient dragons, and many ancient pillars even had remnants of dragon scales, which were collected and cast into precious armor, and those armors were extremely rare and were called blue scale armor.

It's just that for some reason, since thousands of years ago, the ancient true dragon has rarely appeared, and only the descendants of the ancient dragon are still active.

Ning Xiaoling sighed with emotion and couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Isn't it good to live outside the mountain? Why do you bother to hollow out the entire mountain with so much effort?" ”

Many disciples who came to the Sword Heavenly Sect for the first time had similar questions in their hearts.

Yazhu thought for a while and asked rhetorically, "Xiaoling, what do you think is the meaning of cultivation?"

Ning Xiaoling pondered for a while and said, "Cultivate the avenue and seek immortality?"

Yazhu nodded, and asked again: "What if you know that you can't cultivate the Great Dao and can't ask for immortality?"

Ning Xiaoling looked at the huge, complex but exquisite mountain world, and thought: "Then do something you like?"

Yazhu said, "Most cultivators don't have the opportunity to get a glimpse of the true Dao in their lifetime, and longevity is already the pinnacle...... What about how many years old life is? In the past 100 years, we naturally cannot be miserable all day long because of lack of refinement, but we must do something meaningful, such as changing the world. ”

The word "change the world?" stirred up a small wave in Ning Xiaoling's heart, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Ke Lu...... The Master told me that practitioners should escape from the world. ”

Yazhu smiled: "This is not a conflict, every year in the godless month, cultivators slay demons for the world, and many cultivators will go back to protect a family and a city after a long life, and many organizations that stop the war among the people also have a large number of cultivators involved." ”

Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously, suddenly turned his head sideways to look at Ning Changjiu, and asked seriously, "Senior brother, what do you think the purpose of cultivation is for?"

Yazhu also looked at him, thinking that this young man seemed to have great ambitions in his heart, but those innate conditions that could not be changed doomed him to only glance at the scenery at the entrance of the avenue.

But she was also curious about what the teenager would say.

Ning Changjiu barely thought about it, and he said calmly: "Cultivation is to explain this world. ”

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"Why don't you pick this room, leaning to the east, the sun can be seen as soon as it comes out. ”

"The clouds here are too thick and foggy to see even if the sun is out, it's not good. ”

"Well, this one, the clouds are so thin that you can even see the lake in the distance. ”

"This is San'in, and the light is dim all year round, so it's not good. ”

"Then this room is full of light and aura, senior brother has no opinion now, right?"

"Hmm...... Now in winter, the north wind is too cold, and it is easy to catch a cold after sitting for a long time, which is not good. ”

"Hey, I'm also half a cultivator, how can I catch a cold so easily, and senior brother, didn't you say let me pick it myself, why is it that I am not satisfied with that when it comes to the end? Senior brother is always deceiving!"

"Many fathers in the world say to their daughters, in the future, you can choose what you like, husband, but when the real thing comes, it must be the same thing again. ”

"Hmm...... Senior brother, how do I think you feel like an undercover agent from the Demon Sect now!"

"I'm just giving advice, of course I won't stop my sister if she really wants to choose. ”

"Senior brother has so many opinions, he has the ability to move to live with the marrying master, the peak main hall is so beautiful, and the vision is broad, it should be able to satisfy the senior brother!" Ning Xiaoling retorted.

"......" Ning stopped talking for a long time, and finally said: "You pick, senior brother doesn't speak." ”

In the end, Ning Xiaoling finalized a room facing north, and Ning Changchang chose to be in the room adjacent to her.

He sat down by the window, adjusting to the view outside the window.

Beyond the peaks, the snow is already slowly drifting.

He looked at the vast sky and clouds in the north, and his heart suddenly became refreshed, but he did not know what it portended.

He pondered for a moment, but could not find a thought.

So Ning Chang sat all the time, the pair of snow-white sleeves were folded on his lap, the window was open, the cool breeze came from south to north, blowing his eyebrows and eyes, and his long ink-colored hair fluttered in the wind.

At the age of sixteen, he also liked to sit quietly and look out at the scenery beyond the cliff.

And now that the scenery has changed, in the unsightly skyline that is far away, his six senior brothers and sisters should still be as usual.

It's just that there is one less junior brother who closes the door.

It seems that I have to continue to bother the sixth senior brother.

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the silver-haired Sixth Senior Brother who was forced to be busy.

He thought about it for many days, but he couldn't figure out why he went back to twelve years ago, and this sixteen-year-old self didn't meet Master, but in the end he changed his name to Ning Changjiu.

In this world, is it really a coincidence that no book is written?

However, when he thought that the six senior brothers and sisters were still in the same world with him now, and he would be able to see each other again in the future, he couldn't help but laugh.

He never felt that it was really important to attain the Dao Ascension, it was just a task that the Master had arranged for him before the retreat.

In that view, the twenty-four years of spring and autumn are the past he remembers the most.

So when Ning Xiaoling asked him today, he gave that answer.

Although he is called long-term, what he wants at this moment is not long-term vision.

He wanted to know the root cause of what happened to him, and he also wanted to know how this world was running now, the Immortal Court of the World, the Twelve Hidden Kingdoms, and the Soul Eaters of the Floating Ruins Sea, what did their birth and formation portend?

Of course, the most important thing is that he still wants to know, what exactly is the master going to do?

Twelve years back in time, is that her means......

The clouds and mist were like white curtains dancing wildly in a gale, blowing in front of them one by one.

He suddenly took out the dead branch and put it on the desk, looking at the smooth surface of the dead branch that had become like black iron at the moment, it came from his body, but he didn't know what it was, he had tried to destroy it, but no matter what, it could not leave any trace on its surface.

However, he knew that this thing must have something to do with Master.

"This is my sword, and my coffin?"

He recalled the words.

It was the last word he had heard in his previous life, a word he should have heard twelve years later.

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The first snow of winter came and went quickly, and the wind and snow gradually dispersed before the top of the mountain was tired.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and the wind driven by the spiritual air flow sweeps over the mountains with a little chilling meaning, and makes a mournful sound in the natural grotto of the Heavenly Cave Peak.

The earth roared.

It's like crying.

Whether it is the inner disciple of the peak or the disciple of the outer door under the mountain, many will choose to meditate at this moment, absorbing the light of the stars, the sun and the moon.

But Ning Changjiu neither raced against time to absorb spiritual power to fill the sea of qi, nor did he meditate to find that glimmer of heaven's will, he still sat quietly and did not move.

He lacked a knife, and that knife must have been the one he had seen in his previous life, and he needed to figure out what it was.

There was a knock on the door, distracting him.

"Senior brother?" In the night, Ning Xiaoling squeezed in and shouted softly.

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu was slightly surprised, and said: "The door rules say that the disciples of Fengzhong are not allowed to come privately at night, if other people see it and tell Lu to marry, it will not be good." ”

"Senior brother, how many bad words have you said today, it's not good to say so much. Ning Xiaoling lowered her voice, walked to his side silently, and sat down.

"Good. Ning Changchang smiled and nodded.

In the night, Ning Xiaoling's eyes appeared clearer and brighter.

"Senior brother, I want to tell you something, and I'll leave after that. ”