Ning Xiaoling returned to the queue with the broken broken sword.

Mr. Ling saw that she was a little discouraged, but he still patiently comforted: "It's already good, this time Dabi will adapt first, and it will be good for Xiaoling to be a blockbuster again in two years." ”

"Well, I'll be well prepared. Ning Xiaoling nodded slightly.

Of course, this is not what bothered her, among the thousands of swords before, the huge figure of the Netherworld General that shook the Hidden Pavilion has always lingered in the sea of knowledge, both real and illusory, like a haunting dream.

Mr. Shuo Ling was puzzled: "Xiaoling, have you encountered something?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said, "No, it's just ...... It took some effort to draw the sword, and I was a little tired. ”

Mr. Ling was suspicious and did not ask.

Yu Jin also said in a low voice: "Xiao Ling is fine, there is still more than enough to be less than the bottom." ”

Ning Xiaoling replied uneasily.

Yu Jin looked at the pitch-black sword in her hand and asked in a low voice, "Can I touch it?"

Ning Xiaoling naturally handed it over.

Yu Jin took it cautiously.

She grasped the hilt of her sword, her arm sank, and she groaned in surprise.

The sword was much heavier than she had imagined.

Ning Xiaoling stretched out a palm and gently supported the sinking edge.

Yu Jin looked at it seriously, and suddenly, she sighed and said, "This ...... I don't think it's a sword. ”

"Huh?" Ning Xiaoling's gaze also fell on the broken edge.

Yu Jin raised his head to look at her and said, "This is like a knife." ”

Ning Xiaoling pulled it out casually in the secluded pavilion and walked out, she was slightly confused, and she didn't look at it carefully, but when she saw that it was slender and slender, she defaulted to it as a sword.

Only then did she realize that it was only single-edged, and that the entire iron blade had a subtle but wonderful arc—it was an elongated knife without a blade.

The handle of the thin knife is pitch black, with a thin line gauntlet entangled, the blade is like a black copper casting, the carving is fine, the half-angle rectangular swallow is not fancy, the dark silver blade is hard but partially curled, the back of the knife is also thin, and the texture is flexible.

This knife is exquisitely cast as a whole, although the whole is black, but the luster is supported and handed over to each other, and the transition is natural, with a kind of faint beauty of death.

Yu Jin exclaimed: "Such a beautiful knife, it shouldn't be a peerless blade, right?"

Ning Xiaoling smiled and shook her head, "If it was really a peerless famous knife, it wouldn't be cut off." ”

"Makes sense. Yu Jin stretched out his finger and pressed the fracture of it, feeling that Xiao Ling was still thoughtful.

She sighed and said, "It's done so beautifully, it's really more like an ornament." Sir seems to have said something like that......"

Although Ning Xiaoling also thought so, this broken black knife could give her a nameless sense of intimacy.

The Soul Trial finally ended after two hours.

When I went out, the light of the setting sun had already set.

Middle-earth Divine Sects of this scale all have a huge formation barrier, and at this moment, it is snowing heavily outside, but it is still gentle inside the Divine Sect.

Walking out of the door of the trial hall, Ning Xiaoling stood in the setting sun, trying to pour spiritual power into the blade.

Something magical happened.

As the aura poured into the blade, the broken blade seemed to gradually awaken, and the sunset in the sky was like a fluttering butterfly, clinging to the black knife one after another, and it was impossible to distinguish for a while whether it was the blood color emitted by the black knife itself or the watery blade reflecting the crimson sunset.

Ning Xiaoling looked at it and was slightly surprised: "Blood Blade?"

Legend has it that there is a type of knife that is born blood-red and is a blade specially designed to kill people.

Ning Xiaoling raised her sword higher, looking through the sunset at the texture of the steel on the blade.

The evening breeze blew the girl's clothes, and her long beautiful hair was quietly draped over her back, and the ends of her hair were simply knotted at the vertical waist and tied with red strings.

The sunlight and sword light reflected on her jade-like cheeks, and the fine velvet bathing on her crystal ears was her childishness.

This unintentional move attracted a lot of attention, and Yu Jin, who was also a girl, was also stupid.

......

When they returned to the wooden hall of the Imperial Spirit Lineage, it was already dark, and the disciples packed up their books and prepared to go back to their rooms to rest.

Ning Xiaoling looked at his desktop and sighed slightly.

Her books seem to have been touched.

Maybe it's windy today...... She didn't pay much attention to it, folded the book, and sat quietly in a chair alone for a while.

What happened in the Pavilion today was something that everyone had never expected, and it also disturbed Ning Xiaoling's thoughts.

What would happen if I took the sword...... It seems to be called Onizuka, and it's very powerful when you hear the name, and it's better than this bells and whistles broken knife.

Ning Xiaoling couldn't help but think about it for a while.

She sat for a while and then collected her thoughts, and just as she was about to open her booklet and continue to delve into the connection between the two spiritual arts and swordsmanship, Yu Jin's voice sounded again: "Xiaoling Xiaoling, let's go feed the cat." ”

"Ahh Ning Xiaoling glanced at the lifelike senior brother drawn by himself on the title page, reluctantly retracted his gaze, and said, "You go and feed it yourself, I want to read a book." ”

Yu Jin was puzzled: "But I'm afraid of the dark." ”

Ning Xiaoling got up helplessly, touched under the table for a while, and said, "I didn't bring candles." ”

Yu Jin said, "Doesn't your knife glow?"

Ning Xiaoling was silent for a while, then picked up the knife and walked out.

Spiritual power poured into the blade, and the knife emitted a blood-red light, as if it was carrying a lantern.

She walked in front with a knife, and Yu Jin followed behind her with a bowl of dried fish.

In a strange scene, they bypassed the large lake outside the mountain and walked into the dense forest where the cats were hidden. The girl knocked on the bowl.

The king of the fish did not appear immediately.

It hid in the bushes, and was startled when it saw the figure of Ning Xiaoling's white skirt holding a bloody blade from a distance.

"This ......" the king of fish was terrified in his heart, this scene is not unprecedented.

In the Vermilion Bird Divine Kingdom that day, Zhao Xiang'er, who was dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, carried two slender famous knives in his hands, one cyan and one black, the cyan blade was like snow after being poured into spiritual power, and the black one was like blood.

How similar is this knife to the one in Zhao Xiang'er's hand?

The sound of the girl beating the iron bowl became terrifying, as if it were its last supper.

After Ning Xiaoling and Yu Jin shouted "Listen" several times outside the bushes, the fish king slowly came back to his senses and walked out with a cat. The battle with Zhao Xiang'er and Ning for a long time left a lot of shadows on its soul after all.

"Big cat, it's time to eat. Yu Jin squatted down and handed over the iron bowl.

The king of fish looked at the girl who had redeemed herself, screamed in a low voice, expressed his gratitude, and then buried his head in it and began to gnaw on the small dried fish.

Ning Xiaoling rubbed its head and said, "Eat more, eat too much to get better quickly." ”

The king of fish whimpered, indicating that he understood.

Secretly eating in his heart, he thought that this was not charity, but the income of labor. After all, it overcame a peerless problem for Ning Xiaoling this afternoon, and I don't know if this little girl has found it, if she finds out, she must be full of doubts at the moment, and she is still guessing who that worldly master is, right?

Thinking of this, the king of fish is full of pride.

When this little girl learns that it is a cat who secretly helps her, she must be speechless with shock.

Thinking of this, the fish king felt the pleasure outside of his cultivation for the first time, and the dried fish in the bowl seemed to be more fragrant, but Ning Xiaoling's next words made its cat face gloomy all of a sudden.

I only heard Ning Xiaoling lament: "Alas, listen, it's a pity that you are not a complete cat, otherwise after a while, Xiao Jin and I will go shopping in Yishang Street and buy you a beautiful little female cat to accompany you." ”

"......" the king of fish bit a small dried fish, raised his head with a cat's face, "meow woo......"

Yu Jin comforted on the side: "It's okay, it's okay like this, it won't be called spring, and it won't be easy to be discovered by the people in the sect." ”

Ning Xiaoling felt that there was some truth, and nodded: "Well, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." ”

The king listened to their discussions, and showed his claws in grief.

......

The Linggu Dabi is approaching, but the atmosphere in the sect is much more relaxed, after all, this Dabi has nothing to do with most of them.

In the last seven days, Mr. Ling focused on instructing the disciples who participated in the big competition in the skills of the Linggu treasure hunt, striving to win a good ranking, while the other disciples were temporarily free-ranged.

There was a lot of excitement in the sect.

On the shore of Youyue Lake, there were even many disciples who caught fish together.

These days, Ning Xiaoling was also anxious, because she found that she had been having a hard time meditating since she got this knife.

Today, she finally made up her mind to read the book, and Mr. Ling called her out to study the terrain of Linggu and the secret realms of various places together.

It's a few hours.

After coming back, I had to accompany Yu Jin to feed the cats, and now there are many people by Youyue Lake, and their actions are also very inconvenient.

Today, they sneaked into the forest by the lake, and were found by other disciples and stopped.

"This is the only seedling from the Imperial Spirit Sect to participate in the Spirit Valley Competition, junior sister Xiaoling!" someone introduced loudly from a distance, lest others not hear it.

The others seemed to see the cherished life, and immediately put down the fishing rod and hugged it, shushing the beautiful little sister of the lone seedling and asking for warmth.

Yu Jin stood aside, holding a bowl of dried fish with nowhere to put his little hand.

Soon, a disciple noticed her and asked, "This senior sister, what are you ......?"

Ning Xiaoling glanced at Yu Jin.

Yu Jin was silent for a moment, picked up a dried fish, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Snack." ”

Ning Xiaoling showed a sympathetic look.

In the end, Ning Xiaoling broke away from those disciples in the name of fishing, and Yu Jin secretly ran to the grove alone to feed the cats.

There are not a few pieces of dried fish left in the bowl.

The king of fish was obviously not full, and whined a few times, Yu Jin felt that she understood, she picked up the cat, secretly took it out of the forest, and asked it to steal the fish in the basket of the fishing disciples.

But these days, the king of the fish has regained a lot of strength, and of course he is not satisfied with doing some petty theft, he ponders for a moment, makes a bold decision, and then dives directly into the lake without anyone noticing.

Yu Jin couldn't stop it, worried about whether it would swim.

And Ning Xiaoling, who was forced to sit quietly with a fishing rod on the side, looked shocked, and the fishing rod in her hand bent out of a big arc - a big fish took the bait.

Ning Xiaoling was a little happy, and pulled it up with all her strength.

Then, Ning Xiaoling became more and more courageous, and more and more fish bited the hook, one bigger than the other.

Ning Xiaoling herself never thought that she still had such a talent, and even once, the fish hook had just touched the water, and a fish her size bit the hook.

The rest of the disciples were amazed, thinking that the little junior sister deserved to be a lone seedling, and she was really talented, and before she could get this bait, the fish couldn't wait.

Ning Xiaoling was also puzzled, and finally she secretly opened her sword eyes, and finally saw the underwater scene.

I saw that every time she threw the hook into the water, a big white cat floated out of the water, holding a big fish that was powerless to struggle, and directly put its lips on the hook......

“......”

Ning Xiaoling knew that Di Ting was very spiritual, but she didn't know that it had reached this point.

She didn't dare to take the bait anymore, for fear that Di Ting would be angry and pack up the water monster of Youyue Lake and send it up.

In this way, Ning Xiaoling was bothered by all kinds of strange things for many days.

A few nights before Linggu Dabi, she finally opened the notebook in which she took notes, and she stayed on the title page for a long time, and then slowly turned it back.

"It's ......"

Then, Ning Xiaoling was stunned.

......

"Who is scribbling on my notebook?!" Ning Xiaoling sat up from the bed, held a lamp, sat on the edge of the table wrapped in a quilt, and looked at the words on the book angrily.

The pen portraits of those words have been gnawed by rats, and they look out of place on the small block edges of Juanxiu.

Ning Xiaoling propped up her chin, frowned for a while, and said, "This is a brush for Di Ting, it is estimated that it is better written than this!"

Ning Xiaoling flipped a few more pages, the light was weak, and she couldn't lift her spirits, so she didn't continue to read, and closed the book directly, thinking that she must find the culprit in the future.

After that, Ning Xiaoling didn't think about integrating spiritual arts with swordsmanship, what she did the most every day was to meditate quietly, and then familiarize herself with the black blood blade taken out of this hidden pavilion.

It wasn't until the last day that Ning Xiaoling was nervous and had some insomnia, so she took the book and flipped through it casually.

Those unsightly words passed gently in front of my eyes.

When he reached a certain page, Ning Xiaoling's hand stopped.

She sat up from the bed again.

"Qi Pulse Acupoint Diagram?"

Ning Xiaoling couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

She saw a blank page with a human figure drawn on it, and the figures were drawn with dots, which were connected by lines of different thicknesses, indicating a strange order.

Although this picture was also drawn crookedly, it suddenly caught Ning Xiaoling's attention, and she clicked on the page with her fingertips and slowly swept down.

"Nine Qi, Three Mountains, Yunfu ......"

Ning Xiaoling immediately understood the meaning of this picture, she sorted out the order of all the lines, and then, the problem of aura operation that had plagued her for a long time was solved!

She immediately flipped the booklet to the front, walked barefoot across the cold floor, sat upright in front of the bookcase, and recognized the words.

My heart beat faster.

The night was long.

The spiritual state of mind of the Ancient Spirit Sect, the inner door sword technique of the Sword Heavenly Sect.

These two things that should have been unrelated, they finally clearly showed the edge of mutual fit in Ning Xiaoling's eyes.

Piece by piece, they were stitched together.

The room was silent, pin drops could be heard, except for the sound of flipping books every once in a while.

Ning Xiaoling's spirit was as tense as a string.

In the end, the white rainbow through the sun, the ink rain turning over the pot, and the big river into the desecration of the three forms, also found its suitable edge, and made up all the outlines little by little.

The booklet turned to the last page.

Ning Xiaoling withdrew his gaze after a long time.

She looked up slowly.

The candle flame on the desk swayed right in the center of her eyebrows.

The candle flame magnified in her eyes, occupying all her sight, in the line of sight, there seemed to be two different figures dancing in the air, one figure was light and agile, the other figure was sharp and sharp, they each danced their swords, and finally the movements of the two were cleverly combined, turning into a phantom shadow.

The shadow fades with time.

Ning Xiaoling slowly came back to her senses, and the candle flame was still beating calmly in front of her as usual.

Nothing seems to have happened.

But Ning Xiaoling knew that her Purple Mansion Qi Sea had inadvertently changed.

That change was mysterious, and she didn't have time for any more fulfillment.

Who wrote these words?

Ning Xiaoling was puzzled.

A predecessor with profound Taoism but ugly handwriting...... Is there such a person in the Gu Ling Sect, why does he want to help himself?

Ning Xiaoling immediately thought that it must be that senior who was afraid that the handwriting would be recognized, so he deliberately used his left hand to write.

It's a pity that I didn't find out earlier...... Ning Xiaoling thought regretfully.

But regret was only a useless emotion, and when she looked up again, the window paper was already lit up with a hazy white light.

Linggu Dabi is going to start today.

......

......

At the ferry crossing of Haiguo, Ning Changjiu married Lu and got off the boat safely.

The little girl stood in the middle of them, holding two baby fat hands, and holding a person in one hand, holding it tightly, for fear that she would be lost.

Lu still can't accept the fact that she has a little daughter for no reason, but such a well-behaved little girl called her mother one after another, and a certain brilliance in her heart was still ignited.

Ning Changjiu took out the two black gold invitations from his arms and said, "Do you want to go shopping for the Dragon Mother Banquet?"

During the voyage of the Lou ship in the past few days, Ning Changjiu roughly understood the legendary life of the Dragon Mother.

She is the queen who has ruled the sea country for three hundred years, the descendant of the true dragon born in the sea of no luck, the demigod close to the five realms, the predictor and helmsman of tsunamis and storms, she has no heirs, but she claims to be the mother of dragons, and has great prestige among the sea kingdoms, and in terms of reputation alone, she is not even inferior to the suzerain of the Yagami Sect.

This dragon mother's feast in the sea country has always been extravagant and luxurious, regardless of the cost, highlighting the wealth and strength of the sea country. Those who can be invited to the banquet are ordinary people.

Lu Marrying didn't have much interest in this, and said, "There are two letters in total, if we go to join in the fun, what will Xiaoyue do?"

Qiu Yue raised her little head and blinked.

Ning Chang said: "She...... Permission to blend in. ”

Lu Marry shook his head and said, "Forget it, there is no time to delay, let's go to the Ancient Spirit Sect to find Xiao Ling earlier, and then we will go together to find the 'evil' in your mouth." ”

No one noticed, and when he heard the word 'evil', a strange light flashed in Qiu Yue's eyes.

This glimmer was soon replaced by innocence.

Ning Chang said: "It's okay, let's stay in a nearby inn for a day first, plan the route, and then go to the Ancient Spirit Sect together." ”

Lu married and nodded in agreement.

Qiu Yue whispered, "But I want to go to the Dragon Mother Banquet to play." ”

Ning Changjiu was actually dissatisfied with this little girl, because he was supposed to hold Lu Marry's hand, but at this moment, he could only hold her.

"There are only two places in total, if you go to play, then who do you want not to go?" Ning Changjiu soul tortured.

Qiu Yue said without hesitation: "Of course I will go with my mother." ”

She has clearly recognized the status of the family in this small family.

......

entered the restaurant and ordered the food, Lu married Qiu Yue and poured a cup of hot water for her to cover, Qiu Yue did not agree, she had to ask her mother to help her cover it with both hands, Lu married smiled indifferently and rubbed her little hands softly.

Ning Chang watched this scene, and felt more and more that children were all devils.

"Are you going to rob your mother from your father?" Ning Changchang said.

Qiu Yue raised her head and said seriously: "My mother is my father's wife and my father's master, I snatched one, won't I give you the remaining one?"

Ning Chang was silent for a moment.

Lu Yu's eyes curled, and he smiled: "I am more and more suspicious now, this is your daughter, it is better for you to confess earlier." ”

Ning Changchang sighed and said: "Hey, if there is a little marriage in the future, and the little marriage brain follows her mother, then she will definitely be bullied by this sister." ”

"Don't hide your mouth!" Lu married a smile: "When the time comes, you are not allowed to do this when you see Xiaoling." ”

Ning Chang thought about his junior sister's appearance, gestured with his hand, and said with a smile: "Xiaoling should be so tall now, right?"

Lu Married held his hand and raised it higher, and she said softly: "Without Senior Brother's meticulous care, of course Xiaoling will grow up very quickly." ”

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly.

The shopkeeper sent the dishes one by one, all of which were rare and delicious sea feasts in Nanzhou.

Lu Zhenmari remembered the 'evil' thing again, and asked, "When we see Xiaoling, where should we go?"

Ning Changchang said: "Senior sister said that everything has its own destiny. ”

Lu married and said: "Then there has to be a direction." If so, we just need to stay here and wait for the number of lives to come to the door. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly.

The senior sister told him that the master had not yet made a new decision, so he did not have an iron law of fate, and the certain fate in the senior sister's mouth was more like a coincidence that could only be encountered after repeated attempts.

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "Can we still find someone and ask for directions?"

Lu married and said, "Except for your senior brother and sister, who else knows?"

They were chatting when the sound of chatting came from the dinner table next door.

At this moment, the most enthusiastic conversation among the people in the sea country is, of course, about the Dragon Mother Banquet.

"I heard that the sea of bad luck has not been peaceful recently, which has angered the dragon mother, and the mother has now ordered the monk to quell the sea turmoil. ”

"Oh, the Dragon Mother's feast is causing trouble, and those krakens are getting impatient. ”

"yes, especially this year. ”

"What's going on this year?"

"This year is the 300th anniversary feast of the Dragon Mother. ”

"Three hundred years...... No wonder this year's pomp and circumstance is so big. ”

"Yes, it is said that the six leaders of the Qinqi and Swordsmanship Method, this year Niangniang will not only meet and give them treasures alone, but also answer any question for them. ”

Ning Chang listened to their conversation silently, only to feel that the two letters were hot in the clothes.

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