Ancient Spirit Sect, the ruins of Linggu.

Ning Xiaoling stood on the cliff with the broken sword in his hand, looking at the ruins with the other twenty-three disciples.

The ruins are covered by fog, hidden in the steep and slippery deep gorge, the dark spring flows, the sound of apes is like a roar, and among the strange rocks of Saga, the huge ruins in a radius of hundreds of miles are stacked on top of each other, implying countless secret realms and secluded passages.

Legend has it that it was also a city of drunken capitals. If you explore carefully, you can also see ancient ruins such as Nai He Bridge, Huangquan Road, and Yaowang Palace.

Ning Xiaoling stood on the cliff, her long hair held by a hair rope undulating in the wind.

She was not nervous about this Linggu competition, on the contrary, she was still a little distracted.

The impact of that Spiritual Sword Sutra note on her was too great, and the mystery in it was enough for her to ponder for seven days and seven nights.

If only I had found out earlier......

At this moment, instead of having time to test this kind of swordsmanship, it will disturb her state of mind, and she may not even be able to perform at a normal level of swordsmanship.

An old gentleman was holding a brown roll of paper and talking about the rules of Linggu Dabi.

The rules are simple.

Each disciple is mainly looking for spiritual treasures, and in the end, they are also ranked according to the level of spiritual treasures they find. Disciples can fight with each other, but they are not allowed to cause big damage, otherwise they will be directly disqualified.

Each of them will also be given a bag of tips, and if they encounter danger, they will be sent out of the Spirit Valley if they open the bag directly.

After saying the rules, the old man waved his sleeves.

Twenty-four circular auras appeared in front of them, and the aura of the netherworld fluttered up and down in them.

After the old man gave the order, the twenty-four best disciples of the younger generation of the Ancient Spirit Sect stepped into the aura together.

And they will be teleported to any location in this precipitous spirit valley, or ordinary ruins, or the bottom of a pool, or a cliff, or a secret ancient temple.

Although there are a total of sixty-four spirit treasures scattered around, because the spirit valley is too big, the probability of them directly encountering the spirit treasures is extremely low, and those spirit treasures are all disguised, even if they are carefully explored, it is difficult to find, and the most important thing is that even if they get the best spirit treasure, they must have the ability to take it out.

The location where Ning Xiaoling appeared was a cliff cave with lush weeds, the cave was in the middle of the cliff, the top was unclimbable, and the bottom was a cliff.

She chuckled as she opened her eyes.

Four glowing red eyes were staring faintly at the uninvited guest.

It was two strange birds of similar size.

They have scarlet crested feathers, a little bald on the neck, but the wings below are luxuriant, and those feathers are like iron wire, the color is like black ink, and they are very sharp.

Earlier, their bodies were stacked on top of each other, and they were screaming with pleasure.

For the appearance of this little girl, the two strange birds, one female and one male, were stunned at first, and then showed extreme dissatisfaction and even anger.

Monster birds are just as powerful, they are the apex predators of the valley, and the bones of countless beasts are hidden in the depths of the caves.

One man and two birds looked at each other like this.

The strange birds had seen people, but they hadn't eaten people for many years, they screamed excitedly and pounced on Ning Xiaoling.

Black feathers drift on the cliffs.

Within a moment, the screams of the two strange birds rang out.

Ning Xiaoling carried the sword on her back, and she pinched the neck of a strange bird with one hand in her left and right hands, and the strange bird fluttered its wings weakly, and its feathers fell wildly.

Ning Xiaoling thought to himself that he was really lucky, this cliff would be a little dangerous if the sword flew down in sections, and he happened to encounter these two kind-hearted big birds.

So the two strange birds became her flying tools.

One was responsible for carrying her, and the other was responsible for detecting the vicinity for danger.

After landing safely, Ning Xiaoling let go of the two gray-headed strange birds.

She looked around, expanding the realm of her divine sense, probing for the breath of a ghost treasure nearby.

These sixty-four spiritual treasures of different grades could not be directly seen with the naked eye, and only the net woven by spiritual power was slowly unfolded and salvaged in this deep-sea canyon.

Ning Xiaoling's net of divine consciousness had just begun to unfold, and before she could search carefully, she felt a little hot behind her neck.

"Huh?"

Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes and touched her back curiously.

The black broken knife with a gloomy body pulled out of its wooden sheath and held it in his hand.

She obviously didn't infuse a little spiritual power, but the slender knife body lit up with a faint red light.

Ning Xiaoling was puzzled in her heart, she looked at it repeatedly for a while, but she didn't find any special clues, she held the knife in her hand and searched for it among the ruins of this huge canyon.

Then, Ning Xiaoling discovered something even more magical, as she walked around, every other way, the light emitted by the knife in her hand would become brighter or darker little by little.

Ning Xiaoling was not stupid, she immediately realized a certain possibility.

"Do you mean ......?"

She was refreshed, and after several tests, she found the direction of the brighter light of the broken knife.

"Southwest ......"

The grass and trees moved suddenly, and with a clear sound of the sword, Ning Xiaoling's figure swept over the lush weeds and swept towards the southwest.

The red glow of the broken knife grew stronger and stronger.

Ning Xiaoling stopped in front of a mound.

The broken knife in his hand began to tremble, as if trying to tell him something.

Ning Xiaoling stared at the abrupt mound where no grass grows, and with a wave of his fingers, he slashed out a fierce sword aura.

The sword qi exploded in the mound, and the sand and debris were scattered, and a ray of light reflected from the mound, illuminating the walls.

Ning Xiaoling squatted down, dusted off the sand on the Lingbao, and found that it was actually a bronze mirror.

"Revenant. Ning Xiaoling remembered the Lingbao map that Mr. Ling gave him.

The Revenant Soul Book was made by a great cultivator of the Netherworld lineage back then, in order to miss the deceased. It is said that as long as you stare at this mirror and keep thinking about the person you love the most, who has died, then the other person's face will appear on this mirror.

Ning Xiaoling's mood fluctuated.

She hurriedly brushed the dust off the mirror and brought it in front of her, wanting to look at her brother again, but soon, she immediately put the mirror down again.

"If you really see Senior Brother inside, doesn't it just mean that Senior Brother is dead......" Ning Xiaoling's eyes flashed, and she slowly got up with this face, pursed her lips, and looked down.

Yes, if a person dies, he cannot be resurrected

It's better not to know, even if you really see it in the mirror, what can you do? It's just to increase the heart and sadness......

Ning Xiaoling found that she still lacked courage.

She exhaled and slipped the mirror into the pouch around her waist.

She patted the broken knife and said, "It's really wronged to pretend to be a wooden sheath, and when you go out in the future, I'll snatch a gold-inlaid jade one from Xiao Jin!"

The broken knife flashed red, as if in response pleasantly.

Ning Xiaoling thought to himself that now that he had encountered an artifact, he was simply the son of heaven, and he should work hard to win the first place, and in the future, he would be able to fish out the netherworld exercises no matter whether the senior brother was dead or alive!

Thinking of this, Ning Xiaoling's depressed mood was swept away, she regrouped, held the broken knife in her hand, and began to search for ...... Treasure hunting.

The girl, dressed in a white dress and carrying a knife, ran tirelessly through the huge rift.

She found a hairpin in the nest of a large tree, and the hairpin was a treasure that gathered the ghost qi of heaven and earth.

She tugged at the end of her hair, thrust the hairpin, and continued to set off, digging out a spiritual treasure shaped like a cicada shell in the rock, and finding a flying blade like a butterfly between a large number of dead leaves.

In the cave by the lake, after Ning Xiaoling defeated an ironclad crab, he found a bead as muddy as mud and sand.

Mixed sand and water beads...... Ning Xiaoling was slightly shocked in her heart.

This spirit treasure is much higher than the previous grades.

When she was slightly distracted, a huge shadow appeared in the lake next to her.

An animal with a heavy tortoise shell on its back and a head with horns like a rhinoceros pounced out of the water, it jumped out of the water, retracted its tortoise shell on all fours, spun its body, and crashed into Ning Xiaoling with its single horn.

Ning Xiaoling didn't panic at all, picked up the incinerator stick he picked up earlier, and slammed it down.

This vicious ghost was smashed to pieces, it was beaten hard by Ning Xiaoling and then screamed and crawled into the water, Ning Xiaoling grabbed its tail, and rode on its back at once, holding the mixed sand and water beads, and began to search for those treasures hidden under the water.

Eventually, she found a ghost fire in the fine sand of the water, which had no temperature and burned faintly in the water, like an eye.

"Peeping Eyes. Ning Xiaoling was even more surprised.

It is said that this is the eye that can glimpse fate, although the scope of what can be glimpsed is limited, but it is also a precious treasure that predicts good fortune and misfortune, and the grade is not inferior to this pearl of water.

She went ashore and tucked the peeping pupil into the package around her waist, and she knocked the turtle unconscious and boiled it into soup.

She waited for the ghost's soup to boil while she counted her loot.

As long as these spiritual treasures can be found by the cultivator, they can belong to them.

However, there are only five cultivators who have found the most spiritual treasures in history.

Because their disguise was personally placed by Uncle Shi, such as the previous peep pupil, Ning Xiaoling dived under the water to determine the direction, and the peeping pupil was almost in front of her, but she still groped for half an hour to find it.

Without this miraculous broken knife, she would not have been able to accomplish this.

This piece of the Grand Canyon has been scavenged by her, and a total of eight treasures have been found, but unfortunately there is no such treasure as the number one one.

And these protections were also slightly psychic, and when she put them together, they also fought.

This kind of fight is a fight that erodes the spirituality of each other.

The Mixed Sand Beads and the Peep Pupil are the bullies among them, and when they are put together with other spiritual treasures, they choose the treasures and devour them, and after a while, the other treasures all look sick.

Ning Xiaoling was quite distressed, and her hard persuasion was fruitless, so she tentatively threw the broken knife into it.

The two bully Lingbao seemed to have met a real bully leader, and they were honest in an instant, and they didn't dare to come out.

Ning Xiaoling nodded with satisfaction.

After eating the turtle soup, Ning Xiaoling regrouped and set off again.

The next way the broken knife did not shine again.

She crossed a bumpy ruin, the towering cliff pressed in the sight, covered with slippery moss, lying on the stomach of many dark green tiger striped geckos, the clouds above pressed downward, submerging Ning Xiaoling into it, she gently separated the mist, like a fairy walking in the clouds, the toxin spewed out by the gecko toad could not fall to the corner of her clothes.

Ning Xiaoling was about to walk to the other end of the canyon when the broken knife suddenly launched a red light alternately, like some kind of warning.

Ning Xiaoling stopped and looked forward.

I saw in the distance, two young men wearing the clothes of the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect walked through the clouds and mist with a smile and walked towards here.

"Although the grade of this spiritual treasure is not too high, it is also obtained by our senior brothers and sisters, and it is not easy. One of the disciples laughed.

"Yes, killing that white python, it really can't be so smooth without the help of my junior brother. "Another humane.

"Senior brother's words are wrong, the most important thing to obtain the spirit treasure is not to kill the spirit beast, but to find the location of the spirit treasure. The junior brother smiled and said: "I found this spiritual treasure, I never thought that I met the senior brother, although the senior brother helped me a lot, but if you want to take credit for yourself, you must be too greedy, right?"

Senior brother smiled: "Lingbao is hard to find, as long as you can find even one, you can at least stabilize the top ten rankings...... When the time comes, we will divide it evenly. ”

The junior brother said: "Then there is no need for the senior brother to do it for you." ”

Senior brother said: "Senior brother, you weigh it yourself, are you my opponent?"

The senior brother shook his head and said: "Senior brother is certainly better, but if you really want to fight, it will only be a lose-lose situation, and if you really hurt me seriously, don't say the reward, even Dabi's qualifications will be gone, and I will suffer some flesh and skin if I die, right? ”

The two talked and laughed, but their steps became slower and slower, the surrounding fog was calmed by their quietly rising fighting spirit, and the gecko lying on the rock wall also felt the danger and fled in all directions.

Ning Xiaoling looked at them and walked between them silently.

When Ning Xiaoling walked by, the two senior brothers who were all focused on each other came back to their senses.

"Stop!" the junior brother shouted: "What person?"

Ning Xiaoling stopped and turned around to look at them.

The senior brother said: "It turned out to be a little junior sister passing by, this junior sister seems to be a little familiar...... You, you should be the first time to participate in the Linggu Competition, right?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The junior brother looked at Ning Xiaoling's side face looking back, his expression was slightly stupid, he never thought that the Gu Ling Sect would have such a delicate and lovely little junior sister......

Senior brother smiled and said, "Senior sister is too dangerous to walk alone, otherwise it will ......"

"No need. Ning Xiaoling didn't want to talk nonsense either, and continued to walk forward.

And as male disciples, this pair of senior brothers naturally will not do anything to their junior sisters, unless they ......

The senior brother noticed the cloth bag she was carrying on her back and looked shocked.

That cloth bag was given to them by the teacher, a cloth bag specially used to hold spiritual objects, why is her cloth bag so bulging? This is a stuffed thing like a spiritual fruit and lingzhi?

That's not right...... The breath in that bag......

Senior brother's eyes narrowed: "Little junior sister, what is in your cloth bag?"

Ning Xiaoling ignored them and continued to walk forward.

The younger brother also came back to his senses.

The two brothers glanced at each other.

Rushing!

The fog stirred, and the sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded, and the two senior brothers intercepted Ning Xiaoling's figure one after the other.

Senior brother looked at the broken sword in her hand and suddenly said, "Senior sister, I remembered...... You're the one who took out the sword at twenty breaths, the Dumiao disciple of the Imperial Spirit Lineage, right?"

Ning Xiaoling didn't want to deal with them, so she didn't answer.

This kind of behavior was understood by this senior brother as fear, he smiled and said: "Senior sister, don't be afraid, you are not easy, I didn't expect your senior brothers to be so uncompetitive, and finally fell into asking a new little girl to win glory for them." ”

Ning Xiaoling raised her eyebrows slightly, and an angry look appeared on her face: "My senior brother is much more powerful than you." ”

The senior brother was slightly stunned, only as if she was in love with a certain senior brother in the Imperial Spirit lineage, he smiled indifferently and said: "Senior sister, you untie your cloth bag and show us, if it is really Lingguo Lingzhi, we will not embarrass Senior Sister." ”

Ning Xiaoling originally wanted to step on the sword and leave, but thinking of their conversation, Ning Xiaoling's heart moved...... They also have a spiritual treasure - isn't this a spiritual treasure sent to the door?

She opened her mouth and said, "This senior brother has also obtained a spiritual treasure, can you let me take a look first?"

The senior brother was slightly stunned, then smiled and untied the cloth bag, showing off his loot.

It was an undead folding fan, guarded by a white python. There are two sides of this folding fan, both of which are painted with black and white evil ghosts, and the edge of the folding fan has fine feathers, which can stir up the yin wind in the gully when shaken, creating a natural barrier.

Ning Xiaoling frowned.

The senior brother thought she was envious, but he didn't know that she was disgusted that the grade of this folding fan was too low.

The senior brother proudly told the process of killing the white python, observing the beautiful junior sister's expression, hoping to see some admiration and awe from it.

But Ning Xiaoling listened, nodded lightly, and then pulled out the sword from behind his back.

The junior brother behind him frowned, only feeling that this junior sister was getting better and better, and he smiled: "I never thought that my junior sister was still such a cool person, but with the strength of my junior sister, do you really want to fight one against two?"

The senior brother also said: "We are disciples of the Divine Sect, how can this be, if the senior sister really wants to seize the treasure, we are also willing to go one by one." ”

Ning Xiaoling said, "Which of you will come first?"

Hmph, the little junior sister is beautiful, I think I'm too used to being used to it on weekdays, how powerful can a twenty-breath sword draw can be?

Thinking so, the junior brother volunteered to walk out.

They are the senior brothers of the Tongling Sect, and they are congenitally attached to a powerful spirit, which is different from the innate spirit, but a spirit that is integrated into the divine soul, and can allow themselves to burst out with the power of the same quality as this spirit. For example, the fire spirit can bring the element of fire to his spells, and the water spirit can bring the ability of water or ice.

The spirit possessed by this junior disciple is an earth spirit, surrounded by strange rocks on the cliffs, which is in line with his spirit.

"Senior sister, I've been offended. He looked at Ning Xiaoling's beautiful but cold little face, and smiled faintly.

The junior brother pulled out the sword and jumped with strength, he was afraid of hurting this girl, so the speed of the sword was deliberately slowed down, and he could retract his strength at any time.

Ning Xiaoling watched the trend of his sword, drew his sword expressionlessly, and smashed it with the back of the knife without any fancy.

Ning Xiaoling's knife seemed simple, but the speed flickered into a ray of light, piercing into it, instantly smashing his junior brother's sword, and hitting him in the face with a shock of his wrist, sending him flying out with the sword.

Tu Ling held him up, and the junior brother covered his hot red and swollen cheeks, rolling on the ground in pain.

She turned and looked at the senior brother.

The senior brother frowned slightly at first, and then smiled, thinking that his junior brother was so easily fascinated by beauty, and he really didn't deserve to have this treasure, he said: "Senior sister, you have to think clearly, I won't be as light as my junior brother." ”

Ning Xiaoling snorted.

The senior brother pulled out his sword, twisted his wrist, his eyebrows that had smiled indifferently suddenly converged, he ran wildly without warning, jumped up, and was psychic, the figure of the wind exploded through the fog, tore the rocks, like a thunderbolt, and the sword in his hand was even more surging and exploding.

He is the strongest disciple of the generation of the psychic lineage, with the cultivation of the upper realm of the longevity realm, whether it is spiritual art or swordsmanship, he is famous for his all-out attack, and the sword wrapped in power is like a meteor chiseling, stabbing obliquely at Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows, unstoppable!

It's a bit tricky...... Ning Xiaoling thought like this, his expression became more serious, and he sent the back of the sword over in the starting style of the Sword Sect.

Her movements were simple, but the knife came faster than the senior brother's strength.

After the first slash, the senior brother was forced back to the sound of steel roaring. After the second knife, the knife light cut out the cross, illuminating his pupils like blood, he was forced to turn from attack to defense, after the third knife, he completely fell into the wind, and in the sound of several ding-ding sounds, the blood-colored knife light cut the rock wall and the fog all the chaos, and also cut the footsteps of this senior brother out of order.

If there is no chaos, the army will not be able to collapse.

In less than ten rounds, only to hear a loud sound, Ning Xiaoling smashed the back of the knife into his hand, smashing his sword down, and the other hand directly punched him in the chest, and when she closed the fist, she accurately grabbed the folding fan in his left hand, pulled it violently, and snatched it over.

The two brothers fell to the ground, and their injuries were handled just right.

Ning Xiaoling got another treasure and left freely.

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(It's not in good shape, that's all there is to it today.) Need a new syllabus of mental science...... ）

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