Nuwa Niangniang.

For this title, the Divine Emperor was indifferent, and she said calmly: "The Immortal Court is broken, the Ten Thousand Immortals are falling, the Emperor and the Divine Emperor are either wiped out in ashes, or reincarnated, after thousands of years, they have long been unrecognizable, and I am not me anymore." ”

Senior Sister of the Sword Pavilion was still puzzled: "Why would an ancestor like you be willing to become a disciple of others?

Shen Yu smiled indifferently, she stood on the surface of the lake, the world seemed to be frozen, only the sound of their conversation was clearly answered.

"We're all like-minded. Shen Yu smiled indifferently and said.

Senior Sister of the Sword Pavilion thought for a while, and then asked, "Dare to ask the immortals of the Immortal Court in the past, how many are left now?"

Shenyu said bluntly: "There is no one in ten." ”

The words of the Divine Emperor were light and breezy, but they revealed the ancient bloody atmosphere.

The senior sister of the Sword Pavilion also felt something, and her words were solemn and heavy: "The primordial god war, the sky is shattered, Niangniang is the four poles, through yin and yang, killing ghosts and gods, leveling floods, and the feat of refining stones to make up the sky is remembered by the world to this day, and now that the sky is safe, why do you have to go against the grain and poke a hole? Niangniang, you ...... What do you want?"

Shen Yu asked rhetorically, "What is the Sword Pavilion asking for?

Senior Sister said without hesitation: "Maintain the survival of the Heavenly Dao. ”

Shenyu smiled slightly, and said, "Maintain the way of heaven? Now it is the year of Baizang, but it is the four words of the tiger." ”

Senior Sister pondered for a moment and asked, "Lord Nuwa, have you ever been to the Human Dynasty?"

"What do you mean?" asked the god retorted.

The senior sister explained seriously: "Human dynasties have always had ups and downs, and it doesn't matter who the emperor's surname is on the throne, it has never harmed the common people, so why bother? Five hundred years ago, the saint insisted on going his own way, and in the end, it was just a disaster in exchange for a million corpses, which only made the world even more withered and all souls were miserable! It has not been slowed down for hundreds of years. Now that the world has cultivated and recuperated, and finally exchanged for peace in the four seas, there are sects in the world to maintain, there is the kingdom of God in heaven to guard, all the people are happy, all souls are full of joy, the era of the ancient gods has passed, and the lord of the kingdom of God does not interfere in the world, we should enjoy this prosperous world, why bother with this move?"

Shen Yu listened quietly, but he rarely agreed: "The disaster of five hundred years is indeed too great. ”

Senior Sister frowned and said, "In that case, what are you doing?"

Shenyu said, "You believe in the principles of heaven, but do you really know what you believe in?"

Senior Sister said seriously: "Of course, the principles of heaven are the rules derived from heaven and earth, for example, if you are in the country, you must follow the laws of the country, you want to be free, and the laws of the country will be smashed, but can this freedom make the country better?"

"Heavenly law is not the law of the country, but a harsh government. "The Heavenly Principles you believe in are things that have been tampered with a long time ago, but you are too young, and when you were born, it already existed, so you don't resist, and even feel that it should exist." ”

The senior sister retorted: "You always say that the Heavenly Dao is the devil, but what evidence have you come up with? Why do you want to bet on the whole heaven and earth to accompany you to gamble on a possibility? Or is it that all this is your deception, and all you want back is your own divine court? When you are in the position of a god, you are willing to have the common people in your heart, and after you lose the divine position, the common people are at your mercy?"

"I have never been attached to the Divine Court, and I am too lazy to use the common people to play chess, just to increase my life. Shenyu laughed softly, her figure looked lonely in the ice, "You have to believe in what you think is the truth, I don't advise you, but one day, you will find that this world is not a country at all, but an iron pot that has already set up firewood, and hundreds of millions of living beings are boiling in it, and the water is still warm at the moment, you wander in it, and you don't want to leave, I can understand." ”

Senior Sister frowned slightly, her eyes moved slightly, but her sword heart was firm: "Heavenly Reason has given me a powerful realm and accessible divine thoughts. I can feel the light, what proof can you prove?"

Shenyu smiled and said, "I don't need to prove anything, this is the way I want to go, I don't ask for approval." ”

The senior sister looked at the green skirt looming on the silver lake, and the sword beside her was reconstructed, densely packed like the bones of a snake.

"Is it your little junior brother in Ten Thousand Demon City?" the senior sister suddenly asked.

Shen Yu smiled and nodded, "Yes, fortunately, the little junior brother hid it fairly well and was not killed by you before we found him." ”

Senior Sister narrowed her eyes and said, "Before the saint was killed, it is said that there was a prophecy that in the next five hundred years, there will be another saint?"

Shen Yu said, "This is what the Sword Master told you. ”

The senior sister didn't answer, but just asked: "If the words of the saint before his death are true, then the saint of this world is your junior brother nine times out of ten, right?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Shenyu's lips, "My junior brother can't become a saint, a person like him is red-faced, and one more life is better than one less......"

The senior sister decided that the saint of this generation was the young man named Ning Changjiu.

The saints do not die, and the thieves do not stop.

"Who was he in his previous life?" asked the Sword Pavilion Senior Sister.

"I can't say this, I said that the master will punish me. Shenyu looked at the woman surrounded by sword light, and said with a smile: "I rarely chat with people so calmly, if you don't want to go to Ten Thousand Demon City, I don't bother to look for you." ”

The senior sister did not feel that she was insulted, but became more warlike: "Please also ask Nuwa Niangniang to give advice." ”

Shen Yu said: "Your sword intent is far from enough to attack me, let your master come." ”

The senior sister said: "The times have long changed, you old gods ...... Too arrogant. ”

"Yes...... "The god couldn't help but think back to the long past, and a thousand years was a long time for the gods.

In the early years, all the gods who ascended to the Immortal Court were human beings, and they obtained the authority of the Yuan Dynasty that came into being at the right time in the Immortal Court, and formed a real divine body and divine heart.

They were the first Ascenders and the most powerful Ascendants of all time, and no one has been able to replicate their achievements since.

Each of them has its own unique god name, Nuwa, Pangu, Xingtian, and Donghuang......

So in that era, in addition to the six gods of Taichu, another evenly matched force rose - the Immortal Court.

At that time, the seventh god had just been killed, the rules of the world were broken, and the great monks who had endured in the troubled times for an unknown number of years broke through the bottleneck together and gained unprecedented strength.

At that time, they didn't even need to write the monument.

Later, they learned that the reason why they could not ascend in the past was that they did not comprehend the mystery of the Heavenly Monument. And the seventh god died, the rules of heaven and earth were broken, and before the future could be rebuilt, this group of people who had ascended with their strength would have been long ago, and after that, the way of heaven was redetermined, and the rules of the heavenly monument were repaired.

At that time, the gods had vast powers, and they left countless feats in the struggle for power with the ancient gods, the gods of the old times, and later the dark lords.

It's a pity that the final ending is known to everyone.

The Immortal Court collapsed, the Ten Thousand Immortals fell, and the Twelve Divine Kingdoms were determined with a new order, maintaining the Heavenly Dao and becoming the iron law of the world, unshakable for thousands of years.

In short, it was a long, long time ago...... Many times, she even wonders if the person who made up for the sky at the beginning is the same person as her current self.

On the silver lake in front, the senior sister of the Sword Pavilion has already laid out a ten thousand sword array in a thought, and the entire silver lake is illuminated by the sword light, this place is not like a lake, but like a sword country, everyone who steps into it has death and no life.

It's no longer quiet around.

The silver waters of the lake rippled, the sword swept through the air, stirring up a slender wind, and the starlight spread all over it, as if faintly flickering. The whole world is like a candle that will be extinguished, a sign that the silence will be broken.

Shen Yu looked at everything and said coldly, "Who let you speak?"

Everything is silent, and silence returns.

Including the sword of the Sword Pavilion Senior Sister.

Walking in the realm of swords, as if taking a leisurely walk, she raised her green sleeves, and the sword light of the Hidden Blade lingered, "Let me see what the Sword Saint has taught you, and see if he is worthy of the title of the first person in the world." ”

The silver lake is broken.

......

When Si Ming woke up, Ning Changjiu was sitting against the wall, breathing and turning around the sword technique.

Si Ming exhaled, and immediately rubbed his eyebrows after calming down.

Nothing was touched......

Fortunately, there is no slave pattern, just a dream.

The recent dreams are really getting weirder and weirder, the higher the realm, the clearer the content of the dream?

Thinking so, Si Ming slowly raised his head and looked at the rain outside the window.

"Awake?" Ning Changjiu breathed after a round of Sunday.

Si Ming was wearing thin clothes, and he had slept all night, but his expression was even more tired.

She got up from the bed, did not get up, her feet touched the slightly cool floor, her head was lowered, and her fingers gently combed the silver hair hanging on her chest, her eyebrows were cold, as if she was thinking about something.

Ning Chang looked at her and asked, "Something on your mind?"

"Nope. Si Ming replied and asked, "What exercises are you practicing?"

Ning Changchang said: "This is my newly enlightened Dao method. ”

Si Ming didn't ask, she combed her long hair and asked, "How have you been lately...... Have you ever had any strange dreams?"

Ning Changjiu only thought that he was saying strange dream words again, and that dream words must be related to Xiang'er.

He flatly denied it, saying: "No, in my dreams recently, most of them are just reminiscing about the past." ”

"Reminiscing about the past?" Si Ming's voice was a little soft, and he said, "Is there anything you can't let go?"

Ning Chang said: "How can there be anything in the past that cannot be let go? The unpredictable future is the only thing worth worrying about." ”

Si Ming was silent for a while, she had always liked to ridicule Ning for a long time, and she rarely agreed: "Well, you're right. ”

Ning Chang was a little unaccustomed to it, thinking to himself that you were beaten in a dream, why are you so well-behaved today?

Si Ming also felt that the atmosphere was not right, she got up and walked across the ground, came to the mirror, and stared at the center of her eyebrows for a long time.

The light inside the house was dim, the rain outside the house was dripping, and the entire Ten Thousand Demon City was as calm as a rippling lake.

"Alright, get up. Si Ming suddenly said, "Go to the ginseng fruit tree and have a look." ”

Ning Chang answered, got up after stretching his muscles, put on his clothes, and Si Ming also walked behind the screen to change his clothes.

The screen is slender and the color is like black yarn, and Ning Chang can vaguely see the shadow on it.

Si Ming changed into a pitch-black robe and walked out from behind the screen, her eyebrows returning to cold silence.

Before leaving, Ning Changjiu took the white paper umbrella and handed it to Si Ming.

Si Ming pushed the umbrella away and said, "I don't need it." ”

Ning Changjiu brought one himself.

"Can this spring rain drench a half-step cultivator of the Five Paths?, or do you like vassals too much?" Si Ming resumed his taunt.

Ning Changchang smiled: "It's just a little fun in the world." ”

Si Ming asked, "Little fun is very important?"

"Of course it's important," Ning Changjiu said, "and this is one of the evidences of our humanity." ”

Si Ming was noncommittal, walked in the rain with his hands behind his back.

On the quiet streets, the bluestone slabs are polished like mirrors, and the blurred figures fade away in the rain.

Ning Chang held the white umbrella, looked at Si Ming's ethereal and clear eyes, and quietly tilted the umbrella towards her.

"......" Si Ming felt his move to add to the snake, and didn't say anything.

The two of them walked like this.

Although the umbrella overhead is useless, it can give people an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

It's just that a lot of scenery is pressed under the umbrella surface, and it is impossible to see it realistically.

Si Ming said: "When we save Xiaoling, let's go back to Broken Boundary City." ”

Ning Changjiu had agreed with Shao Xiaoli that he would definitely go back, but he didn't think it was the right time: "Why?"

Si Ming said: "I always feel that Bai Zang's real goal is there. ”

"Hmm. Ning Chang had the same idea.

Although he didn't know Bai Zang, he had already sensed her greed in the matter of Tianzang and the Immortal Monarch.

The death of the headless god is a warning. How could a god like her, who coveted all great powers, let go of a lost kingdom of God?

At that time, Broken City may be in danger.

"I hope that the trip to Ten Thousand Demon City will not make any more big waves. Ning Changchang said.

Si Ming said lightly: "Only the weak will be afraid." ”

Ning Changjiu smiled and tilted the umbrella more towards her.

Si Ming turned his head and looked at his shoulders wet from the rain, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his ice eyes flashed with disdain: "Is it over?"

Ning Changchang smiled: "Sheltering others from the wind and rain will always get you wet." ”

Si Ming said: "It's the umbrella that shelters from the wind and rain, but it's not you." ”

Ning was silent for a long time and said, "What if one day, the umbrella leaks rain?"

When he speaks of an umbrella, he refers to the sky.

Si Ming thought for a moment and said, "The sky has leaked once. More than 3,000 years ago, the great god Nuwa once performed the feat of refining stones to make up the sky. Unfortunately, now that the deceased is gone, if history repeats itself, the living beings may have to survive in the rain by themselves. ”

"Does Nuwa really exist?" Ning Changjiu asked, he had only heard the senior sister talk about the relevant myths, and the senior sister boasted about Nuwa so much that he didn't dare to believe it.

Si Ming said: "Mending the sky is not a legend, and creating people is also a great cause, but it is too old to be traced." ”

Ning Changchang was curious: "How did you create people?"

Si Ming said calmly: "That's what you think." ”

Ning Chang's eyes widened.

Si Ming looked at his expression and said puzzledly: "Fabricating divine soil and holy water, isn't this something that children know?

"......" Ning was ashamed to say his true thoughts, and said silently: "The ancient gods really know everything. ”

Si Ming said as a matter of course: "This is the privilege of the pioneers of the world. ”

In the drizzle, the two walked unhurriedly, the drizzle soaked Ning Changjiu's shoulders little by little, Si Ming looked at the clear water marks on his white clothes, and asked: "If one day, the sky really leaks, and you happen to have an umbrella in your hand, will you still pour it to me like this?" Ning Changjiu said: "Yes." ”

Si Ming wanted to ask who would you give it to if Lu Marry and Zhao Xiang'er were also there, but asking like this always seemed her identity very strange. She gave up the torture, and Ning Chang escaped unknowingly.

Ning Changjiu asked rhetorically: "If I give you the umbrella, will you take it?"

Si ordered to stop.

They happened to be on the mountainside, surrounded by withered fields of stone camellias, and the flower bells shook alone, and their voices were thin. They have lost what they need to protect, and the long years ahead will only be a process of rusting in the rain.

Si Ming stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me." ”

"Huh?" Ning Chang was puzzled for a moment before realizing that she was talking about an umbrella.

Ning Changjiu handed her the umbrella.

Si Ming took the umbrella, walked to the edge of the cliff with the umbrella, and raised his hand.

The umbrella fell leisurely down the cliff.

Beneath the cliffs is a forest soaked in rain and mist.

The white umbrella floated there, getting smaller and smaller in the field of vision, like a flower bathing in the rain and riding the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This is the answer of the priest's order.

Ning Chang looked at the direction in which the umbrella disappeared and smiled.

"Let's go. Si Ming said.

......

At the foot of the mountain, the fire of the Taishang Dan furnace burned more and more, and the originally lazy boys and girls saw the arrival of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming, and immediately sat up straight and honestly fanned the fire.

Under the ginseng fruit tree, resentment has accumulated for millions of years and has endured.

Si Ming opened his eyes and glanced at the Dan furnace, and said, "It will take nearly half a month. ”

This sentence became a haze in the hearts of boys and girls.

They are essentially wood spirits, and the demon spirits of flowers and trees are called 'puppets', which is named after the puppets, and the wooden people who are controlled by people are puppets, and the wooden people who are self-generated and intelligent are called puppets.

They are naturally afraid of open flames and pro-ghost fires, and the fire of this Dan furnace is the most scorching level of open flames.

Staying in front of this furnace for a day is like a year, and if you stay for half a month, they will go crazy......

Ning Chang sighed and said, "Half a month...... It's been so long. ”

Although Xiaoling is less than 200 days away from the 'coming of the limit', it will change later......

As he spoke, Si Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at a tree not far from them.

"Who?" asked Si Ming.

I saw a big bird squatting on the tree, the big bird had silver and gray feathers, and wore a red crow mask, and when it was discovered, it was not afraid at all, but rattled and flew to the ground, and turned into a man covered in feathers and with thin limbs.

"I am the emissary of the King of the Golden-Winged Roc. The big bird spoke.

The Golden-winged Dapeng King, the only living demon saint in the Ten Thousand Demon City, once had the feat of whales drinking rivers and swallowing the Buddha Kingdom, even if he was seriously injured five hundred years ago, it is still difficult to heal, and his strength is still not to be underestimated.

Ning Changchang asked, "What's the matter?"

The messenger spoke: "There is a demon dead in the city, and the matter is strange, and the king has ordered me to investigate the matter." ”

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming glanced at each other.

Si Ming said coldly: "The White Deer Demon was killed by me, if you come here for this matter, you don't have to detour." ”

"Not really. The messenger said: "Although the White Deer Demon is under the king, the king does not seem to have decided to pursue the matter, and there is another demon who died last night." ”

Si Ming asked, "Who died?"

The messenger said: "One is the hundred-faced fox, the great demon of the Purple Court Realm, there is a big opera troupe in the outer city, and he will also do some acrobatic performances, and the other is the fog demon king of the Seven Cliffs, it died with its red python, the cause of death is unknown, this matter is very important, and ordered to investigate every outsider." ”

The Fog Demon King?

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming glanced at each other.

Ning Changchang asked, "How is the Demon Saint Lord going to investigate?"

The envoy handed over two chapters of paper and said, "Just write down the itinerary of the two of you in the near future, and the king will distinguish between right and wrong." ”

......

Not impressive.

The second senior brother sat among the white clouds, and took out his knife at will, slashing the sea of clouds to pieces, and he never closed it for a long time.

In the sea of clouds, a green dress appeared, and came to his side in a blink of an eye.

"Senior sister, how is it?" the second senior brother asked.

Shen Yu said: "There is no divine envoy in the White Tibetan Divine Kingdom. ”

She was willing to go to the Sword Pavilion in person, not because she attached importance to it, but because she wanted to see the reaction of the White Tibetan Divine Kingdom.

The second senior brother nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Bai Zang is really greedy and timid, he doesn't dare to take this risk, hey, when I saw her for the first time before, she was still an ancient demon who was seriously injured and survived under the Blood Killing Cliff, covered in blood, and she didn't look cute at all." ”

Shenyu smiled coldly: "At the beginning, you could indeed crush her with one hand, but unfortunately, now she has entered the city that should belong to you, watered it with silver, and renamed it Snow Palace, and you are now ...... Alas, when the time comes, the Sword Master will be out of the customs, whether you can win or not, I don't have the slightest confidence. ”

The second senior brother sighed and said honestly: "I don't have confidence either. ”

Shenyu looked at his expression and said, "If you don't care about everything, can you really be free and easy?"

The second senior brother grinned and said, "It's just that I don't want to worry too much, everything is planned by the master, and I am responsible for carrying the knife to kill people." ”

Shen Yu said: "Shizun shouldn't have saved you in the first place. ”

The second senior brother said, "If you don't save me, will you save your brother?"

Shen Yu laughed and said, "Senior brother, you have been talking lately, and you are really getting tougher and harder. ”

The second senior brother hurriedly said: "Jokes, jokes, don't take it to heart." ”

Shen Yu didn't bother to say anything, and said: "Anyway, if I were you, I would see someone occupying the magpie's nest, but I didn't have the leisure to sit alone in the clouds, and I was the enemy of this leisurely white cloud." ”

"My city......" The second senior brother smiled lonely: "The people in the city are all dead, but I am the only one who lives, how can it still be my city?"

Shenyu said: "Your city is still there, you are still there, everything is available, why be depressed?"

The second senior brother listened, was silent for a long time, laughed casually, he pressed the back of the knife half a finger width, slowly wiped it, and said, "Don't worry, senior sister, I have my own plans in my heart...... When the time comes, I will invite my sisters and brothers to go to the city tower to drink, see the scenery under the clouds, and reminisce about the scenery of the past. ”

"I hope so. Shenyu hummed faintly.

The second senior brother remembered something and asked, "By the way, how did you fight with that girl?"

Shenyu said: "That girl is not bad, if she cultivates for another hundred years, she should be able to become a great weapon, but now the fire is still lacking, she should still be healing in Yinhu at this moment, and she will not be able to reach the Ten Thousand Demon City within a month." ”

"Senior sister is really unparalleled in the world. The second senior brother praised.

The god didn't bother to respond, she stepped across the sea of clouds and floated towards the unsightly.

The second senior brother stretched his waist and casually chanted a famous poem in the world.

Kamigo only heard the first sentence.

"The White Emperor of the Dynasty is among the clouds. ”

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