Black birds swept over the mountains, and the peaks were like screens, black and white, like a black sea full of white foam, rolling the waves backwards.

The city-state has not been seen for thousands of miles.

The black finch hovered over the Tianbang complex for a while, like a flying eagle.

The evil in the heavenly list opened his eyes and looked at the finch in the air, he glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, and shook his head lightly: "The daughter of the country thief." ”

Ning Chang stood in the command building and looked at the sky, he couldn't see the black spots in the sky, and he didn't know that his black spots were all seen by Zhao Xiang'er.

I didn't know that the day of the reunion was almost linked to the 'death period', and he even missed Zhao Xiang'er from time to time, thinking that he would win the newlywed after a long absence, and even made up some tsundere black-dressed girl Xiaoniao leaning on his arms, with his little hands and cheeks against his chest, shouting 'husband'.

This made him increase his motivation to practice, thinking that he would see him next time, and he would definitely not lose to her in the first battle.

The snow on the building was swept away, and Ning sat in it for a long time, with the sword across his knees, refining his sword intent.

The incident of the Sword Pavilion breaking into the list did not cause much trouble.

The state of evil is very poor, and there will be no dispute with the Sword Pavilion for this, the Sword Pavilion also showed respect for the spirit of the list, and the senior sister specially sent a sword book to apologize, saying that she had severely punished the second junior sister, as for the sword and crown of the Sword Pavilion, it was temporarily left here, and he would take it back in the future, just to teach the junior sister a lesson.

Ning Changchang always felt that the Sword Pavilion seemed to be plotting something big.

The name of 'Zhang Jiu' also spread in Middle-earth and entered the sight of many big people.

A twenty-year-old Purple Court peak appeared out of thin air in Middle Earth, and it is said that it also came from the Ancient Spirit Sect that had suffered a great disaster, which was really strange. For this reason, the rest of the Divine Sects will also send some disciples to play the list.

The failures of Xiao Qiu and Mr. Fourteen also made them worried, for fear that the best seedlings would be distracted. Therefore, the people sent to make the list are only decent disciples, who are responsible for exploring the truth and reality.

Ning Changjiu had fought with them recently, and no one had ever been able to go through five moves under him.

And Ning Changjiu also took this opportunity to peek at the leopard, and included the essence of the swordsmanship and Taoism of each sect one by one.

Tonight is the day when the Ten People of Middle-earth are released on the Heavenly List, and the pattern of Middle-earth has changed, so many people are also full of expectations for the ranking of the Heavenly List.

During the day, after Ning Changchang's cultivation was over, he came to a teahouse in Tianbang, and the owner of the teahouse made a lot of money by betting on him, and he also smiled at him, and exempted all the tea money.

"You have been studying the Heavenly List for so many years, have you come up with anything?" Ning Chang sat next to an old scholar and chatted with a smile.

The old man said: "I don't dare to say what I saw, and if I can understand some of the fate of heaven before I die, I can be regarded as dying without regrets." ”

Ning Chang asked, "You've been here all your life?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I only came here in recent years, and I hate to see each other late." ”

Ning Chang took a sip of tea, looked at the snow outside, and said, "This is obviously the center of Middle Earth, and it should be prosperous, why is it deserted for thousands of miles." ”

The old man frowned and asked, "You have made a name for yourself, and you don't even know about these things that are so bad?"

"Please also ask the gentleman for advice. Ning Changchang said sincerely.

The old man said: "Because the middle of Middle-earth, five hundred years ago, was an ancient battlefield, and this place was completely destroyed, and the ground we are standing on now was still a rock formation that sank deep in the ground many years ago. Most of the leylines below are scattered and disintegrated, and in spring and summer, they move frequently...... The earth movement is not terrible, the terrible thing is that in the cracks of the ground, there are often demonic qi overflowing, and even if these demonic qi is touched by ordinary cultivators, they are likely to die. Ordinary people simply can't survive. ”

Ning Chang thought of what he had seen in Luoshu, where they were at that time, was the center of Middle-earth.

"I see, it's a pity that this huge land is uninhabited. Ning Changjiu said casually.

The old man said: "There is no way, except for the eighty-one countries that are connected, ordinary villages cannot survive here at all. ”

Ning Changchang asked, "How was the Eighty-One Kingdom built?"

The old man said: "There are rumors that it is said that it is the founding of the immortals, and there are also rumors that it is the country that fell from the sky. ”

Ning Changjiu narrowed his eyes, and immediately remembered the 'Rain of Immortal City' in Middle-earth in Luoshu - at that time, the sky seemed to be cracked, and the rain of the Immortal Kingdom Cave Mansion carried on it fell to the world, and the four walls of those cities were all steel, and the years were indestructible.

Later, Ning Changjiu had a chat with Lu and Si Ming, and the two of them met in the disaster of the rain in the fairy city.

Could it be that the rain of the immortal city is the prototype of the eighty-one city, or is it the eighty-one city......

Ning Chang thought about it for a long time and said, "I won't tell you, I'm actually from Nanzhou." ”

"It's actually Nanzhou here?" the old man said in surprise: "Nanzhou can still produce a cultivator like you in such a wild place. ”

Ning Changjiu smiled and didn't answer, just asked: "I spent the Wuyun Sea from Nanzhou, all the way from the Sea Country to the Guling Sect, all I saw was the Immortal Mountain Cave Mansion, a prosperous city, and the desolation here is very different. ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Because the edge of Middle-earth has not been affected by the war, coupled with the seaside, commerce and trade are developed, and there are a large number of cultivation sects stationed, it is naturally difficult to escape prosperity. ”

Ning Chang asked, "Only the center of Middle-earth is an ancient battlefield?"

"Hmm. It is said to be so. The old man said: "It is recorded in ancient books that five hundred years ago, the place where the saint chose to fight was the center of Middle-earth, when the saint and a group of big demons and human monks cleared the battlefield, and used the power of moving mountains and seas to move most of the ordinary people outside the battlefield, so that the ordinary people of the human race and demon clan were saved from annihilation. It's just that the scope of the divine war was larger than imagined, and it was still inevitable that many places were devastated, bleeding and drifting, and countless casualties. ”

Ning Chang nodded...... No wonder in the world of Luo Shu at that time, I didn't see ordinary people after flying for a long time, and my eyes were full of scenes of five roads everywhere, and the purple court was like a dog.

It turned out that almost all the strongest people in the whole world at that time gathered here.

Unfortunately, in the end, the saints and they still failed.

The final scene appeared in the sea of Ning Changzhi, and the roar of the dragon sounded illusory in his ears, shocking the mountains and seas, and the fire in the sky as a curtain call, announcing the end of the divine war.

"It's a terrible time. Ning Chang sighed and said, "The surviving human races were all over the four wildernesses, why did most of the surviving demon clans gather in the Ten Thousand Demon City, but ordinary places are rare? ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Ten Thousand Demon City...... Alas, it is said that the strongest demon clan today is in that city, and even the ranking of the heavenly list will deliberately avoid the Ten Thousand Demon City, I think it is related to the saint, no matter how much, I don't know the old man. ”

"Sage......" Ning Chang snorted.

......

Back in the command building, Ning Changjiu would have time to rest, and someone went upstairs to ask about the list.

The person who came was a female disciple.

Ning Chang's eyes lit up.

He didn't know the female disciples who came, and he didn't care about their family background, but he was happy to defeat them.

He usually uses a few moves to defeat a male disciple, but defeating a female disciple is a one-move victory!

So he added another one to his prosperous name

A "spicy hand destroying flowers" and "not close to women", he knows that these names will be passed on to the Gu Ling Sect, he wants to take this opportunity to make Lu marry happy, and by the way, prove how he is sitting on his back when he is alone.

The female disciple looked nervously at the famous white-clothed young man, she saluted seriously, drew her sword, reported to her family, and asked the other party to fight to help her improve.

The naïve girl doesn't know that she is about to become a tool for the other party to coax his wife.

There is no suspense in this battle.

The light of the sword shines through the command building.

In less than one move, the girl was defeated.

She knelt on the ground and looked at the sword that had fallen on the floor, tears welling up in her eyes. She is also the little fairy of her own sect, when has she been treated like this.

She said aggrievedly: "The predecessor is really as rumored to say...... I said a long time ago that I should have let my senior brother come...... Woo. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded, casually pointed out the flaws of her swordsmanship, and then said in an indifferent voice: "Don't cry, Zhang is hard-hearted...... Now that you have been defeated, get out of the building quickly, lest people be misunderstood. ”

After hearing this, the girl was even more aggrieved, holding her face, turning around, and running downstairs with tears streaming down her face.

After she goes out, she will definitely accuse Zhang Jiu of being ruthless.

Ning continued to refine his sword intent for a long time.

He had entered the ninth floor of the Purple Court, approaching the peak. His Purple Court Realm was extraordinary, and when he held the Kunlun Sword, he even felt that as long as he could pull out this sword, he could cross the realm and kill the Five Dao Cultivators.

The years are quiet and slow.

The cold night is here again.

The Tianbang barrier that was cut open by the second senior sister Liu Junzhuo has been restored by itself, shining brightly in the night, like a glass veil-like curtain covering the four sides of the ancient building.

Tonight, many people gathered under the heavenly list, waiting for the announcement of the people of Middle-earth.

Ning Chang was close to the water and was the first to see the list.

The first place is undoubtedly the Sword Master, the second is the master sister of the Sword Pavilion, He Yaoqin, the third is Ji Xuan, the owner of the Divine Painting Building, and the fourth is ......

"Sect Master of the Ancient Spirit Sect, Si Ming. Ning Changchang read softly.

He was a little nervous, because his fame and Si Ming's inclusion on the list would make many eyes focus on the brand-new Gu Ling Sect, and Si Ming's identity was extremely special, which would undoubtedly bring huge attention and unnecessary trouble. At the same time, he was also a little lucky, at least the name on this list was Si Ming and not Xue Porcelain.

This shows that even the heavenly list has unknown things.

It's just that if Si Ming sees this list, he will be unconvinced, thinking that the priest under his own god should be above the entire world. Although her state at the moment is far from reaching the peak of the past, she is only ranked fourth......

Undoubtedly!

Ning continued to watch for a long time.

After the order, it was Yu Qing, the owner of the Ethereal Building, and the sixth place was Jing Zhan, the owner of the Hanging Sea Building. Compared to last year, the names of the two landlords have been reversed by one position.

The seventh is Liu Junzhuo, the second disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and the eighth is Di Huan, the master of the Withered Star Dao Sect, one of the Eight Divine Sects.

"This woman is more powerful than I thought. Ning Chang weighed the sword in his hand, thinking of the somewhat impulsive woman, and sighed softly.

The ninth is the head of the eighty-one countries, the lord of the Ten Thousand Empty Country, Qiu Xiansheng.

The tenth is the pavilion master of the Xuandan Holy Pavilion, Yu Lingtai.

So that's the list of the previous year's ten.

On the list, Luo Cangsu, who was originally in the top five, had no name, and the sect leader of the Ancient Spirit Sect, who had always been in the tenth, was also gone.

"Si Ming......" Ning Chang looked at her ranking and laughed softly: "It's really like her name." ”

Alas, it's just that it's hard to marry and sister. This fourth-ranked master is always sitting by his side and wants to come...... It's uncomfortable.

This ranking of the ten people in Middle-earth is not much interest in Ning Changjiu, just a little adjustment of his boring town list career.

Under the heavenly list, there is a lot of voice.

Those were the people who came to observe the ceremony specially from many sects.

Especially the people of the Xuandan Holy Pavilion, the Holy Pavilion Pavilion Master was on the list for the first time, and they raised the pavilion to celebrate, and they could finally come out of the depression of Xiao Qiu's loss to Zhang Jiu.

Ning Changjiu's gaze stayed on the three words of the Divine Painting Building for a while, and then moved away quietly and continued to practice the sword.

It was already the second half of the night when the news reached the Gu Ling Sect.

......

The stove is cold, and the wine is still warm.

Ning Xiaoling was lying on the side of the road, curling up, hugging the warm stove, she opened her small mouth, burped, and looked at the master and sister Si Ming who were still awake in a daze.

The original sense of alcohol that Si Ming had carried was also gone.

She sat leaning on a chair, her legs folded, holding the edge of the porcelain cup in one hand, turning it gently, one hand crossed her chest, resting between the elbows of the other hand, Si Ming's eyes stared coldly at a piece of paper placed on the table, the edge of the paper was stained with wine, a little messy.

Lu Yao's chair moved to her side, she looked at Si Ming nervously, and said cautiously: "Sister Xueci, I think this ranking is ...... It's unfair!"

"Well, it's normal to have a heavenly list, and it's normal to not know how thick the sky is. Si Ming spoke lightly and gently pushed the paper aside.

Lu married and said: "Si Ming, four...... It must be that my sister has just come out of the mountain, and I don't know the depth of the heavenly list, so I deliberately made up a homonym. ”

Si Ming has been used to being powerful these days, and he has a feeling of being invincible in the world, so at this moment, he is quite dissatisfied when he sees that he is below the three on this list.

She said lightly: "It may just be the ranking of the realm, and the realm higher than me may not be my opponent, and I am far from the peak." ”

Lu Marrying nodded and said, "If it is really ranked by victory and defeat, wouldn't that husband be at least the third ......?"

As soon as the words came out, Lu Marrying gently covered his lips and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Si Ming turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on her lightly: "What did my sister say?"

Lu married and hurriedly made up for it, carefully folded the paper according to a certain line, and then handed it to Si Ming - I saw that the first three were folded to the back of the paper.

"Sister Xueci will always be in this position in my heart. Lu Zhenyao smiled.

Si Ming showed a pear-like smile at this time, she stretched out her hand, gave Lu Marrying a haircut, and said, "I don't know if my sister is intimate, or if she has learned some tricks of rhetoric." ”

Lu married and said: "Naturally, it's intimate, I'm a rare sister." ”

Si Ming smiled and said, "I don't know how long this rarity can last." ”

Lu Marrying was in her heart, blinked, and smiled: "What nonsense is my sister talking about? This kind of love naturally lasts for a lifetime." ”

Alas, how fierce the master used to be when he was teaching in the Sword Hall, and now he has been bullied...... Ning Xiaoling listened with his ears pricked up on the side, and continued to pretend to be drunk. She only hoped that her senior brother would come back soon.

Si Ming took the last sip of wine, then put the cup down, and said, "The world is like this wine, it is really dull and boring. ”

Lu married and said helplessly: "This is already the strongest wine in the entire clothing street, if this has no taste, then there is nothing worth drinking in the world." ”

Si Ming looked at her, his eyes were smiling, and he said, "So after Ning Chang came back."

, my sister has to hurry up and give birth. ”

As she spoke, she leaned closer, and one hand silently stroked Lu Yao's flat and tight lower abdomen.

Lu Yuyu symbolically pushed her hand, and there were words of suffering.

"By the way, what is the fox tail that Xiao Ling said earlier?" Si Ming remembered this again.

Lu Marry's heart shook violently, and he raised his hand lightly, slowly put it on his forehead, and his eyes were confused: "I...... Some want to sleep. ”

Ning Xiaoling regretted her previous gaffe and continued to pretend to be drunk.

Si Ming grabbed Lu Marry's wrist and said, "Do you want to say it?"

Lu married and directly closed her sea of consciousness with spiritual power, disguised as fainting, and fell into her arms.

Si Ming looked at the woman in his arms, sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair, and wondered: "As for it...... Well, what the hell is it?"

......

Gu Lingzong, the disciples who went home for the New Year on Chinese New Year's Eve also began to return to the sect one after another.

The ice and snow have not yet melted, and Youyue Lake is still frozen for thousands of miles, but the voices of people are gradually heating up.

This made the king of fish a little unhappy.

Because of this, it is not the only god of the Moon Lake.

There is only one lake, and the more gods there are, the more resources they will compete with him. And it was very different among these 'gods', so it had to be forced to give up this fishpond.

But when he ate green vegetables for more than half a month, he cherished the fish incomparably.

It needs to find a way to eat fish when it's not sitting in the fish pond.

So it dug a striking cave at the edge of the lake, and the cave said 'Cave of the King of Fish', and it hid in it, and said in ancient and deep words: "I am the supreme lord of the lake of the moon, and all anglers must worship three great fish every day, otherwise, they will surely catch nothing and will be contaminated with the curse of the king of fish." ”

At first, people thought it was just a prank.

But soon, they found that they really couldn't catch the fish.

It turned out that it was the king of fish who dived under the water and blocked all the gaps in the ice holes.

After today, someone tried to give the fish king a tribute, and after paying tribute, he caught a lot of fish. More and more people pay tribute to the fish king, and some people feel evil and dare not approach Youyue Lake anymore. And the king of fish has never gone into the water himself, and every day he goes to the cave to eat according to the meal, and eats again for nothing.

Those anglers even thanked the so-called king of fish for their bountiful harvest and went to worship more and fatter fish. As everyone knows, it was originally what they deserved, but it was deliberately restricted before.

After the interest of pretending to be a ghost had passed, the king of fish lay on the rocks to bask in the sun.

He touched his fat belly, recalling the eventful years when he was blown away by the rain and wind, and there was always a sense of unreality.

"The Dharma is boundless......

The king of fish opened his mouth gently.

......

......

Time passed unconsciously, and it was half a moon in the blink of an eye.

The snow and ice that shrouded the world gradually faded, and the branches piled up with snow began to spit out new stamens, and the vigorous vitality nourished in wisps of the vast land, just waiting for the thunder to splinter and the worms and snakes crawled out of their nests.

Ning Chang looked at the command tower, the peaks and mountains were like gatherings, standing like screens, and they were full of gold in the sunset. That's pretty much all the vision touches.

It's been more than a month.

He walked out of the command building, slowly closed the door, and slowly left with Liu Junzhuo's sword and crown.

"Leaving?"

A voice sounded in the heart, and it was evil.

Ning Chang nodded: "It's almost time." ”

Evil said: "Well, the next time we see each other, maybe it's the scene of the sky falling to the northwest and the earth sinking to the southeast." ”

Ning Chang said: "The saint is about to die, and no one in the world can launch a divine war of this scale again." ”

Evil Dao: "Maybe." ”

Ning Chang slowly walked down the stairs.

Just as he was about to truly leave, the last words of evil resounded in the lake of his heart like a dream, splashing ripples.

"Watch out for the Sword Pavilion. ”

Evil said.

Ning Changjiu didn't seem to hear anything, didn't make any response, and walked out of the heavenly list as usual.

The command building is empty, and the sky list under the sunset bids farewell to him.

The boy came alone and returned with his sword on his back.

"This is leaving?" said the old pedant who had chatted with him: "One month of cultivation here is comparable to a year outside, this is a rare place of cultivation in the world, and it would be a pity not to sit for three months." ”

Ning Chang said: "I don't have time. ”

The old pedant is a little strange, isn't sitting on this list just to save time for cultivation?

"Could it be that you have something more important than cultivating the Immortal Attainment?" the old scholar was very strange: "Ordinary cultivators don't say it, but a genius like you, cultivating the Immortal Dao should be a supreme long-cherished wish." ”

"I don't cultivate immortality. Ning Chang said: "What I cultivate is just immortal fate." ”

His fate with Tianbang is evil and Xiaoling's safety, after these two things are done, the fate is over, and it is naturally not worth staying.

Mo said that his life is not a few years, even if he still has a long life, he will not do anything to seek longevity.

Although immortality is beautiful, it is not worth it to gamble on an ethereal ideal with long and boring years, and in the end it is likely to be exchanged for 10,000 years of vicissitudes of life. These leisure times are better than watching the snow with the priest, watching the mountains with the marriage, or enjoying the ten thousand customs with them.

Seeking immortals, seeking medicine, and asking for immortality is something that you will only do when you are old.

He was young.

Ning left for a long time. After that, many disciples who had been waiting for a long time on the Heavenly List entered the building one after another and began to compete for the next place in the Heavenly List.

They are all young and handsome, but Zhang Jiu, Mr. Fourteen and Xiao Qiu Zhuyu are in front of them, and no one cares about their victory or defeat.

......

Ning Changjiu Imperial Sword flew into the snow river along the trail of ruts, and swords to the east.

After a day and night, he stopped in a pavilion to take a nap.

It was an ancient pavilion near the water, which had been eroded by time for many years and was crumbling.

Ning Chang came to the pavilion, put his sword aside, and breathed his true qi.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and glanced at the monument by the pavilion. Three words were written on the stele: "Wine Finder".

"Looking for wine?" Ning Changjiu frowned slightly: "Looking for a long time......"

The words fell, and he was still thinking about whether this was a coincidence, but on the branches of the pavilion, the last piece of plum suddenly fell.

The red plum petals are like the last snow in winter.

Ning Chang felt ominous.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and a sword qi slashed away the plum blossoms.

The plum blossom splits into two petals and lies quietly in the snow - it is just a façade.

Suddenly, the sound of the wind and the crane chirped together, and around the ancient pavilion, the grass and trees were all soldiers.

Behind Ning Changjiu, the sky was dim, the spring breeze was gone, and the snow in the court suddenly gathered, condensed like a vortex, and stabbed him in the back.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The voice and the crane shadow came out of the sword light at the same time, with an undissipating resentment.

It was the sect master of the Turbulent Sect who escaped that day, the White Crane True Monarch.