At noon, the sun is shining.

The light on the four peaks is reflected by the clouds, bright as a fairyland, and the cultivators come and go to control their swords, repairing the ruined peaks, and I believe that before long, this place will be a grand scene of colorful flowers blooming all over and cranes coming and going.

Nan Cheng sat on a peak rock, closed his eyes and recuperated, swallowing the aura of the mountain to recuperate from his injuries.

"Senior Brother Nan Cheng. ”

After he finished the week's practice, a voice sounded softly beside him, Nan Cheng opened his eyes and saw a petite girl beside him, today was obviously the fourth sword, but she was wearing a white dress from beginning to end, obviously never thinking of competing in the field.

The girl said softly: "Hello senior brother, my name is Le Rou." ”

Nan Cheng has been in retreat in the peak for too long, and he can't remember the names of his junior brothers and sisters for a long time, and now that he is out of the customs, he is not very used to communicating with people, and he also seems a little restrained: "Senior sister Lerou, hello, may I ask ...... you are"

Le Rou bowed respectfully, and then asked, "Senior brother used his sword before, and his demeanor was outstanding, which made me admire him very much. ”

Although Nan Cheng vaguely felt that the other party was a little unkind, she was cute and cute on the outside, so she didn't have any mustard, and said: "In the end, I still lost, which made everyone laugh." ”

Le Rou shook her head and said, "Senior brother is already very powerful, huh...... By the way, I do have something I want to ask my brother. ”

"Hmm, what's the matter?" asked Nan Cheng.

Le Rou hesitated and said, "Hmm...... That, I heard it right before, senior brother called Ning Changchang's senior?"

Nan Cheng nodded and said, "Well, my predecessors have a great favor to me. ”

Le Rou was puzzled: "When did you know him?"

Nan Chengdao: "What are you doing with this?"

Le Rou said: "Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling only entered the peak at the end of last year, and they should be the youngest pair in terms of seniority, how can the senior brother call him senior?"

Nan Cheng didn't know his identity at first, thinking that he was a rejuvenating elder in the peak, but today he slowly learned some of Ning Chang's deeds, and he was very surprised at first that he was also a disciple, but then he thought that his predecessor was a real master, and of course some things could not be seen through by himself.

Nan Chengdao: "The predecessor is a good person, just today, he has done too many things for our peak, the predecessor has made such a great contribution, and the junior sister doesn't have to mind too much about his origin." ”

Le Rou grabbed her skirt and said with some annoyance: "But...... If he makes all these pretends, what will Master do?"

Nan Cheng recalled for a moment and said, "The relationship between seniors and masters is indeed not ordinary. ”

Le Rou said worriedly: "Master is so simple, will he be deceived." ”

Nan Cheng couldn't help laughing, thinking that no matter how simple the master is, he is much more exquisite than your little girl, he said: "Don't worry, the master has always been cold and self-conscious, even if he has some secret friendship with his predecessors, he wants to come to it is just a matter of etiquette, and he doesn't have to worry too much about the master." ”

"Oh......" Le Rou nodded absentmindedly, thinking that the master was so noble and dusty, and it must be nothing to Naning for a long time...... Well, fairies don't eat fireworks, she suddenly felt that some of her previous dirty worries were a little redundant, and she asked casually, "By the way, does Senior Brother know where Master went?"

Nan Cheng said, "Master should be discussing some matters with the peak masters of other peaks at this moment. ”

......

......

Lu married and grabbed the brocade quilt, covering her naked upper body, and her fragrant shoulders were still exposed, and her smooth shoulders were as smooth as jade with a faint pink, which seemed to be deliberately covered by her at the moment, the light in the room was not bright, and there was also a layer of green smoke-like veil around her, which was a shallow spatial diaphragm, isolating her slight gasp.

Ning Jiujiu had already stepped aside and sat down at the table tiredly.

"How do you feel?" Ning Chang asked as he looked at the woman who was half-curled up.

Lu married and was quiet for a while, calmed his breath, straightened up his cool and weak body, and said, "Turn around." ”

Behind him, there was the sound of Ning Chang moving his chair.

Lu Zhenmari glanced back, and saw that the white clothes were facing away from him, and his heartstrings eased a little.

She let go of her fingers gripping the quilt, reached down, and pinched the faded sword, she pinched the sides, and the clothes slid up her body and draped them over her body again. Then, with her hands at the back of her neck, she pulled her black hair out of her coat and draped it over her back, and she slowly turned around as she silently folded her collar and tie her waist.

"Feel ......" Lu Zaimari put on moon-white socks and deerskin boots that were as thin as cicada wings, feeling the changes in her body, her sword fetus screamed incessantly, as if she was about to turn into a real sword and break through the purple mansion.

She said firmly: "I feel that I am only one sword away from Ziting." ”

It's just that she doesn't know what the opportunity for this last sword is.

Ning Chang nodded, he grabbed the golden crow on his shoulder into his hand, slowly brushed its dark gold feathers, and thought about something.

Lu married and said, "Turn it around." ”

When Ning Chang turned around, Lu Wedding was already dressed, dignified and feminine, and the quilt on the side had been folded squarely and placed at the end of the bed.

She looked at Ning Changjiu's somewhat sullen expression and wondered, "What's wrong?"

Ning Changjiu suddenly asked, "Your master...... What kind of person is he?"

"Huh?" Lu Marry said suspiciously: "Master has been dead for many years, why are you asking this?"

Ning Changchang smiled and said, "It's just a little curious, what kind of master can hand over such an excellent disciple as you and Lu Yuanbai." ”

Lu married and thought of Lu Yuanbai, his brows tightened slightly, and said: "I didn't expect him to be the person passed down by the sect master, when the master accepted him, he had great expectations, but for several years, Lu Yuanbai's cultivation has stagnated, and then the master rarely asks him, now that I think about it, behind these things, it should be the meaning of the sect master." ”

Ning Changjiu continued to ask, "How did your master die before?"

Lu Married recalled: "Master became ill from hard work, and when he was crazy, several peaks joined forces to suppress it, and he suffered a lot of injuries, even if he was cured later, he was crazy and woke up...... In the end, the man returned with the sword, and the fortune was told for a few days. ”

Ning Chang nodded, not asking these questions, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the air in front of him, and suddenly said, "The aura of the Sword Heavenly Sect is much thinner. ”

Lu married and said: "Today, the peach curtain was broken, and the aura overflowed a lot, plus the sect master had the luck of half a sect and left the peak, so naturally there will be a lot of spiritual power that is difficult to survive." ”

Ning Chang got up, walked to the window, lifted the bamboo curtain, pushed open the window, stretched out his hand out of the window, and the wind swept through his fingers, with a cold astringency.

"The sect master ......left with half of the sect's luck," Ning Chang shook his head: "I think it's more than that." ”

Lu Marrying frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

Ning Chang said: "As I expected, those artifacts at the bottom of the peak, including the best swords and magic weapons in Huanpu Mountain, should have been taken away." ”

Lu married and said: "Killing such a fierce god as Jiuying, even if it is a real person in Hanchi, he also needs some magic weapons to protect himself." ”

Ning Chang said: "Then what if...... What if he doesn't come back?

”

"What are you talking about?!" Lu married Huo Ran got up, after thinking of this possibility in her mind, a terrible feeling arose in her heart, and she hurriedly asked: "If you don't come back, where can you go?"

"That's what I want to know right now. Ning Changchang said.

Lu married's expression also became solemn.

Ning Changjiu asked again: "Where is the spirit of the Sword Sutra locked now?"

Lu married and said: "In my peak master hall, this should have been given to the sect master, but you ...... at the time"

Ning Changjiu concealed the matter of the Sword Sutra at that time, blaming Yan Zhou's death on the blood oath, and the rest of the peak masters also understood what he meant, and it was also difficult for them to fully trust this strange sect master, so when Ning Changjiu said this, they also pushed the boat down the river, did not refuse, and kept a hand.

Ning Chang nodded and said: "I'll just ask, this sword scripture must be taken care of in the future, it is too evil, and in the same realm, almost no one can catch its killing sword." ”

Lu Yuyao nodded slightly, and then asked, "What's next?"

Ning Changchang said: "Next, go to the Book Pavilion, check the Nine Infants, and repair the snake...... The history of the Qiang, they can be handed down from ancient times to the present, and they should have left a lot of legends. ”

Lu asked the marriage: "What about you?"

Ning Chang said: "I'll go to Yinfeng to see if there are any traces left." ”

"Well, good. Lu nodded his head.

And when she was about to leave with her sword, her eyes were suddenly attracted by a painting on the wall, and she asked, "This painting...... Why didn't you draw your eyes?"

On the wall, there is a painting of a blue bird, the painted brushstrokes are flowing and flowing, almost in one go, the brush and ink paint feathers like down, lifelike, but the place of the eyes is still blank.

Ning Changchang said with a smile: "It's just a painting that I do casually on weekdays, but I painted it when I was in Liantian Town before, and I haven't had time to finish it." ”

"Liantian Town......" Lu Wedding muttered the name of the place, she didn't have a good impression of this place: "If I had come to see you earlier, I wouldn't have let you be trapped in it for half a month." ”

Ning Changchang smiled and said: "Don't take these little things to heart, in another month, the lotus flowers in Liantian Town will bloom, and we can go and see them together when the time comes." ”

The disciple invited in private, and she, as a master, should have sternly refused, but Lu Marry thought about what had happened recently, and in her body and mind, she thought of the jade lotus that was full of the fragrance of the pond, and her mood was unconsciously brightened a lot.

She smiled and nodded.

Lu married and left quietly, returned to the peak with his sword, and then went to the library to check the information of those ancient fierce gods.

Ning Jiu sat alone in the room for a while.

He counted the time.

Finally, about a quarter of an hour later, he stood up.

Around him, a little bit of inspiration appeared.

Ning Chang reversely painted the flying array.

Then, he appeared in the Peak Lord Hall.

It was the flying array he left behind in the Peak Lord Hall after Bing Rong's assassination.

The main hall of the peak is empty, and there are many prohibitions outside the temple gate to prevent outsiders from breaking in.

Ning Chang was extremely familiar with the structure of the Peak Lord Hall, and he found the stone box that sealed the spirit of the Sword Sutra in a very short time, and he took it out, and only opened it after hesitating for a long time.

Among them, the spirit of the Sword Sutra, which was originally asleep, woke up in an instant, it ruffled its hair, stared at the person with a pair of glowing sword eyes, and after confirming his identity, it immediately changed to a fierce and vicious expression.

"You still dare to come to see me? What are you going to do? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you with a sword?" The Spirit of the Sword Sutra looked at him viciously, if it weren't for his weakness at the moment, it would have slashed through with a sword.

Ning Chang said: "I have an enemy that I can't defeat and need your help." ”

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra was stunned for a long time.

At the beginning of its birth, the current situation of its evil temperament, longing for freedom but being imprisoned for a long time made it squeeze countless resentments in its heart, and at this moment, the sinner who betrayed him was speechless, and he did not utter a curse.

After a while, it was stunned: "How can there be such a shameless person as you in this world?"

An hour ago, he backtracked himself in this broken urn, and an hour later he pretended nothing had happened to beg for help?

He didn't know how to scold him anymore.

The spirit of the Sword Sutra looked at the young man in front of him, and had a deeper understanding of the darkness and ugliness of human beings, and also understood the saying that people should not be disguised - the more delicate and beautiful they are, the darker their hearts will be.

Ning Chang said: "This is your chance to regain your freedom, can you help?"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra sharpened his teeth for a while, and said bitterly: "Okay, help!"

Ning Chang said: "You can think about it again, and I will come to you later." ”

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra hurriedly said, "Don't think about it! take me away quickly, I can forgive you for betraying me today!"

Ning Changchang said: "This is a big deal, and I need to think about it again." ”

Then, in the midst of the insults of the spirit of the Sword Sutra, Ning Changjiu re-covered the urn and left in the formation.

......

Lu Zaimari found the books about those ancient fierce gods in a very short period of time, and she scanned them with a sword eye, and quickly browsed the relevant content on them.

When Ning Chang came to the Book Pavilion, there were already dozens of books piled up in front of her.

"What about the rest of the disciples?" Ning Chang looked around and found that there were only the two of them in the huge library.

"I drove them all away. Lu married and said: "This matter is very important, it is best not to be disturbed by the rest of the people." ”

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "Are there any clues?"

Lu married: "The records in each book are different, and there are different opinions, but from the current point of view, there are many things that are reliable. ”

"Tell me about it. Ning Chang said.

Lu married and said: "At the beginning of chaos, the creatures in the world snatched the authority scattered by the creation gods in the chaotic world, and these powers created countless gods. Legend has it that the Nine Infants, the Snake Cultivator, and the Snake are all the descendants of an ancient dragon, who was born in the sea of ruins and holds the supreme authority of space, and they are the descendants of the space dragon, and each of them is inherently in charge of a part of the laws of space. ”

Ning Chang bowed his head and agreed with this statement, Jiuying had already demonstrated its ability to move space, and Qi Qi used painting as a medium to create one after another interlocking and unbelievable spaces, as for cultivating snakes...... Its snake belly is a space far higher than the naked eye's perception, like a large sleeve, and it is said that it can swallow an entire mountain.

Ning Chang asked, "Is there a record of their deaths?"

Lu married and said: "There are also many theories, but generally speaking, Jiuying was beheaded nine times in a row by a golden armor god in the Southern Wilderness and crucified to death in the depths of the swamp, while Qiqi was trapped in a frozen time by another great god, cutting out its bones and digging its heart, and beating its flesh into dusty particles, as for the snake cultivation...... It is said that most of them swallow an elephant and die, and in folk proverbs, a snake swallowing an elephant is compared to a person who dies of greed. ”

The story of the snake swallowing the elephant is almost universally known, but they know this

The story can't be true, how can the Israeli serpent be so strong that it can't swallow an elephant?

"Unless that elephant is the size of a mountain. Ning Changchang said with a smile.

Lu Married looked at him with a solemn expression: "There is really a similar saying in a wild history that is difficult to study the source, saying that when the elephant was sleeping, it was a creeping mountain, and when it woke up, it was like a god like a mountain. ”

There are too many things in ancient times, which now seem incredible, and their authenticity is no longer verifiable.

Ning Changchang continued to ask: "It was written in the wild history, how did the snake die?"

Lu married and took the book, re-read it quickly, and said: "The method of death is no different from the rest of the books, either because he died directly after swallowing the elephant, or it was difficult to travel after swallowing the elephant, and he was chased by the people of the desolate tribe, cut off his body, and killed in the wild." ”

"Split belly and die?" Ning Changjiu didn't know what he thought, and his expression was shocked.

Lu asked the marriage, "What's wrong?"

Ning Chang said: "There is a collection of paintings to be made, show me." ”

Lu Wedding took out a few copies and handed them to him.

Ning Chang opened it again, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Lu Married.

Ning Chang said: "The snake bone at the bottom of the peak, except for the broken tail, is it too intact?"

"Huh?" Lu was puzzled and said, "Maybe there is a mistake in the book." ”

Ning Chang leaned back in his chair, his hands folded, he closed his eyes, and pondered for a while before he said, "I see...... We've all been deceived. ”

"What?" Lu married a little misty.

"Such a simple thing, I didn't even think of it at this time. Ning Chang sighed, laughed self-deprecatingly, closed the book in his hand on the table, and said: "The one at the bottom of the peak is not a snake cultivator at all! The real snake cultivator is in Liantian Town, and it is the blue-headed snake in Liantian Town. And the ...... at the bottom of the peak If I'm not mistaken, it should be the last missing baby of the Nine Babies. ”

Lu was surprised, she had never seen the snake in Liantian Town, if she did, she would find that there was almost no difference between it and the wild history book in her hand: green head, black body, split belly......

"They...... What are they going to do?" Lu was a little flustered.

Ning Changjiu said his complete thoughts: "It is not only the Purple Heaven Dao Gate that wants to resurrect the Nine Infants, the real person behind the scenes is actually Han Chi Zhenren, he holds the last song of the Nine Infants, so no matter how hard the Purple Heaven Dao Sect tries, it can't piece together a truly complete Nine Infants." And Zhang Kaiyu ...... His purpose should be to resurrect the legendary snake cultivator, so they formed an alliance and calculated the Purple Heaven Dao Gate together. ”

Lu Wedding was chilled when she heard this, and her back couldn't help but straighten up.

Ning Changjiu continued: "In this day, the Purple Heaven Dao Gate has damaged the three Dao Masters, and decades of planning have also been reduced to other people's wedding clothes, and in the next few hundred years, I am afraid there will be no chance to turn over." ”

"These ...... Are these all Han Chi Zhenren's calculations?" Lu Zhenjun thought back to what happened today, caught a loophole, and asked, "Could it be that the matter of Uncle Yan Zhou's ancestor is also in his calculations?" It stands to reason that he shouldn't know about the Sword Sutra. ”

Ning Changjiu chuckled and shook his head, and said, "It is precisely because of Yan Zhou's Uncle Ancestor's fearlessness of life and death that our peak master of the Four Peaks was able to not die." ”

Lu Yao's eyes widened, and the last luck in his heart was crushed, "If there is no Yan Zhou...... But if we die, won't the Sword Heavenly Sect also ......?"

Ning Chang interrupted her, "Do you think he cares?"

......

......

Hasuda Town is once again in Halloween.

The whole town is connected from end to end.

Shi Wu stared at the huge monster that was suspected to be the Nine Infants, his eyes could not hide the fear, his body floated and retreated, and the Dao Sword was sacrificed and stopped in front of him.

Thirteen Yuchen was also extremely nervous.

When human beings face the ancient beasts, the fear of surrendering under coercion is almost instinctive.

The black-clothed young man covered his head, screaming in pain, he raised his head and stared at the incomparably huge python, he seemed to be a person who was undergoing the torture of Ling Chi, and the executioner put a clear mirror in front of him, and he was in the mirror, watching the other party cut off his flesh piece by piece.

"No...... No, it's not ......" The young man in black grew his mouth, and the words came out of it like a chill: "No...... It's not Nine Babies!"

"It's Xiu!!" the black-clad boy roared and shouted its name, and then his chest seemed to be chiseled by a hammer, his bones cracked, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to his knees, clutching his hair, as if he was about to tear himself open with his bare hands, and his expression was extremely painful.

When the word "repair" exploded like a firecracker, the water surface of the lotus pond also set off a storm.

Ten Wudao slashed through the water with a sword and retreated to the side with everyone.

When the water curtain fell, Shi Wucai was shocked to see that the black python's bulging abdomen had a huge opening, which was held up high by the white bones inside, and one of the thick claws of the nine babies even stretched out directly from the lower abdomen.

This is not a nine-infant ...... at all Instead, the snake cultivator swallowed the bones of the nine babies they had worked so hard to put together for sixty years!

"You lied to me...... So you've been lying to me!" Ten Wu understood everything and roared like crazy.

At the beginning, he agreed with Zhang Qiyu that they would piece together a complete Nine Infants, and the Nine Infants would be owned by the Purple Heaven Daomen, and the Daomen would help Zhang Qiyu to attack the Heavenly Sword Sect and recapture the bones of the snake cultivator.

It's a pity that Zhang's ambitions go far beyond that.

Zhang Kaiyu stood on the head of the big snake, looking at Shi Wu expressionlessly, and under him, the snake cultivator had completely swallowed the remains of the nine babies into its abdomen, and the arched fins on both sides were also pressed down by its body a little bit, and the steely bones were slowly digested in its abdomen!

"You made two of the simplest mistakes. Zhang Qiyu sighed: "The first one is that you shouldn't believe what a person who has lived for thousands of years says, and the second one is ...... When I found out that I had been deceived, I was still lucky, and I didn't know to run away immediately. ”

Halfway through Zhang Qiyu's words, Shi Wu reacted, he glanced at Thirteen Yuchen, and drove his sword in the opposite direction of the street.

Zhang Qiyu didn't chase them, he looked at the young man in black and grabbed him in the air.

The young man in black didn't have the strength to resist at all at the moment.

The snake opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it, ending his suffering.

And the head of Shi Wu soon came to Zhang Kaiyu.

It was none other than Han Chi Zhen, who was also riding on the back of a large snake.

He crushed the skull in his hand, stared at Zhang Qiyu, who was at his level, and asked, "What about the bones of the nine babies you promised?"

Zhang Qiyu had a smile on his face.

Promise is but the bones of a trustworthy man, and betrayal is the secret of his survival for 3,000 years.

He patted his belly, like a gluttony after a full meal: "Here it is." ”