Others don't know who the time is, but Fengmen has a lot in his heart.

As early as when the Thousand Dao Sect hadn't found him, this guy had found him in the name of Lin Qi is Little Ten of the Digging Pavilion.

If it weren't for the friendship in the early years, if she hadn't accepted Lin Qi as Xiao Shi, if she hadn't had a little resentment, he would have thought that Xianwu's stupid person was killed by her.

Now she has changed her name to Xi Shi again, left the Phaseless Realm, and transferred to the Kunshan Realm Shenshui Palace, no matter how you look at it, the wind gate feels that there is still a lot of fog inside.

This is the same as the original Digging Pavilion, but until now, Taixiao Palace doesn't know that this newly promoted ghost king is the owner of the Silver Night Pavilion of the Digging Pavilion.

The one who can know a little about her past may be the Thousand Dao Sect related to Lin Qi.

It's a pity that Qiandaozong has a stricter mouth than the other, and it is difficult to know that the sleeve is a little straighter, thinking that he can ask, but this guy is hiding everywhere, for many days, the exchange meeting of Wuji Building, he has turned twice, and he is stunned that he did not block the sleeve.

Today is the third exchange meeting, and Wuji Inn has also invited all the inns in Fang City to participate together, which is even grander.

The wind gate made up his mind and blocked the door of the sleeve, ready to live or die to ask the origin of a little pity (silver night).

"Huh, what are you doing standing here?"

Ning Zhiyi, who went out of the customs, came to look for her precious eggs, but she didn't expect that the corridor should be empty, and there was still a damper.

"Uh......"

The wind gate can't be said that he blocked the door of Zhisleeve just to inquire about her, right?

"I'll wait for the Thousand Dao Sect to know and do the Taoist friends together. Sorry for the time when Daoyou came at this time, did you want to find your sleeve?"

Zhizhi was already observing inside the door, she also suspected that Ning Zhiyi was looking for her, so she hurriedly opened the door, "What do you want to do with the senior of the wind gate, please take care of yourself, cherish the time, senior, please!"

Ning Zhiyi: "......"

Glancing at the door of her precious egg, she reluctantly walked into Zhisleeve's room.

The damper could only look at the two women and shut him out again.

Alas!

Where does this make sense?

He brushed his flowing black hair, dragged his figure-eight steps, and could only stagger to the exchange meeting.

"The predecessors are diligent in cultivation, and they know that they will replace wine with tea, and they will congratulate them on a cup first!"

Like Yifa, Zhizhi also has some complaints about Ning Zhiyi.

Counting the time, when Lin Qi's soul was unstable, this person was having a good conversation with Shenshui Palace, and he wanted to join the family.

At the beginning, Lu Xin was in distress, and there was no trace of this person, but now that he is coming again, she can't help but feel cold.

It's just that the people are the Avatar Star Monarch, and they are joining the Shenshui Palace, no matter what, they have to give the Shenshui Palace a little face.

“...... Then I'll take it. ”

Ning Zhiyi had already tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, but in the face of the Qiandao Sect, who were not angry with her because of Lin Qi, he only felt comforted, "Is it okay for your sect to celebrate Daoyou?"

"Except for worrying about Lin Qi, everything else is fine. ”

This nail is neither soft nor hard!

Ning Zhiyi had a smile on his face, "The fate of the world, we can't see through it, and the Tiandu Realm ...... Maybe it's Lin Qi, and their fate is undecided. ”

As for this chance, whether it is good or bad, in addition to providence, it is still man-made.

Lin Qi came into contact with the biggest secret of the Seven Realms so early, how did he know that the future was not limitless?

"I know you don't like to hear that. ”

Before she saw Lin Qi, she was not happy to be comforted like this.

Ning Zhiyi was very happy, in addition to his family, in addition to the ancestors who were more troublesome than the other, Lin Qi also had such a warm-hearted sect master, "But the reality is like this, we can't reach the Tiandu Realm." Instead of thinking about her every day, we should improve ourselves as soon as possible. ”

“...... Is it just to say this?"

Zhizhi has never liked to talk around the corner, and I feel that this special trip to find her, like the two people, is to see the jokes of the Thousand Dao Sect.

Shuangmengfang City has lost so many people, no one dares to say that they have a god seedling, only the Thousand Dao Sect dares.

They tried to find a way everywhere to find the Tiandu Realm and rescue the people inside, but in the eyes of some people, they were reluctant to let her family be a good disciple who could turn into a god.

After tossing for almost a year, nothing came out, and behind the scenes, some people were going to die of laughter.

"Uh! Of course not!"

Ning Zhiyi was helpless, so he could only touch something for the virgin child, "I see your cultivation, and if you close it again, you will be able to impact the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Middle Stage, right?" It just so happens that I have a three-thousand-year-old Tuanjin here, whether it is used to refine the pill or directly used to rush the level, it is exactly the right match for you. ”

When she took out the jade box containing the tuan brocade, she also stood up, "No need to refuse, I believe that Lin Qi will come back, and when she comes back, I, the ancestor, will also pay homage to her." ”

What?

Do you still want Lin Qi's filial piety?

Zhisleeve's eyes puffed out instantly.

I want to refute it, but I can't refute it, who made this shameless person really Lin Qian's ancestor?

"Okay, then I'll take it. ”

should stop the loss in advance for his own nephew.

Zhizhi Zhenren's hand pressed on the jade box, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "I won't send it to my seniors." ”

How dare she send it?

"Not necessarily!"

Ning Zhiyi waved his hand, fled quickly, and when he came out, he closed the door.

At this time, how dare she look for Lu Lingqi again?

Her little girl is what people have seen since she was a child.

Ning Zhiyi didn't dare to gamble, so he hurried back to the Shenshui Palace.

At this time, the Shenshui Palace had already opened its doors to welcome guests, and by the end of the evening, Lu Lingqi had received an invitation for tomorrow.

All those who are in Shenshui Gongfang City, only if they are willing, no matter how big or small they cultivate, they can go to Shenshui Palace to get a glass of spiritual wine and be happy.

This is really good news for the junior monks.

After a few turns in the market, Lu Lingqian, who had already taken out all the necessities, followed the crowd up the mountain.

"Xiuzhen Alliance congratulates Shi Xingjun: Tianyun tea three taels, five thousand years of Zizhi one plant, and a hexagonal palace car!"

"The Seven Kills Alliance congratulates Shi Xingjun: ten Yin Huai Crystals, six taels of phoenix tail tea, and three Yin grasses. “

"Baixiao Mountain congratulates the time of Xingjun ......"

Looking at the treasures presented one after another, the eyes of the low-level cultivators below were straightened.

Even Lu Lingqi didn't expect his ancestors to make money like this.

It's still low-key, but what can it be like if it's high-profile?

For a while, Lu Lingqi couldn't help but look at Uncle Zhisleeve, seriously suspecting that Uncle Xuan Bai and her master did not hold a ceremony to transform into gods.

How many treasures has this been lost?

In fact, Lu Lingqi didn't know that the so-called low-key of the Shenshui Palace was not low-key at all.

The ghost cultivation at the level of the god has not been heard of for many years, especially if it is not related to cause and effect, and only cultivates to the god by itself with the authentic exercises of the Daomen, who in the world does not want to see it with their own eyes?

Those who cultivate immortals seek immortality.

But in fact, how many people can soar to immortals, and really live forever?

There may not be one in a million people.

Ning Zhiyi walked out of another road, although this road is just a small road, but who knows if he can go in the future?

Therefore, in addition to the cutting-edge realm of the Phaseless Realm, the Shangtai Realm Jiuyang and others are very interested in her.

When they ask for something, the things they give are naturally more valuable!

Others stared at the treasures sent up one by one, Rong Zheng sensed the magic sword spirit, only Ye Zhanqiu, standing under the stage, his heart fluctuated.

The time-cherishing star on the stage, the more he looked, the more he looked like the predecessor who gave him the essence of the Yuan Tian Spirit, although one of the two was glamorous and beautiful, and the other was full of sorrow in the vicissitudes of life, but the eyes of the two were too similar.

For Ning Zhiyi's slightly smiling eyes, Lu Daishan also had a sense of familiarity.

was forced by the family to marry a double monk with someone who had only met twice, and he was a thousand and ten thousand unhappy.

He has a lover, cultivates together, travels together, and the lover who has experienced life and death together is obviously recognized by the family, why should he be treacherous in the blink of an eye?

He resisted desperately, but to no avail.

In the end, because of all this, even his lover no longer fought side by side with him and became friends with others.

Lu Daishan picked up the wine on the table and took a sip.

Yifen didn't come today, if she came, I don't know if she would look at those eyes and feel familiar?

In the end, he didn't resist the family, and became the most familiar stranger with that person, and he never looked forward to her slowly rising belly, and he only saw her smile once in his life, or at the child in his belly.

Lu Daishan remembered clearly that that time his father forced him to go home, he had no choice, he went home awkwardly, and saw from a distance that the person's belly was already very big.

At that time, I was unconsciously disgusted and disgusted, and although I went home, I tried not to talk to her or meet her.

While he was hiding in the tree, the man inadvertently sat down on a bench not far from the tree, and before he could hide, he heard her exclaim, and then saw that the belly was high for a while, and high for a while.

Lu Daishan thought of the woman holding her belly, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, her smile was full, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for a while when she cooperated with the child to play the game of big hands against small hands through her belly.

Lu Xin seems to have been born smarter than the children next to him, and he can play games with his mother in his stomach, and his mother said that he was tired, so he no longer stretched out his little hands and feet.

I thought it was ......

Lu Daishan poured himself another glass of wine.

When I say goodbye to the mother and son, it is a time of death and life.

If you had known earlier......

From afar, Ning Zhiyi saw Lu Daishan drinking cup after cup, and transmitted the message to Liluo Zhenren, asking her to pay attention not to let people get drunk and make trouble.

The way she is now is what she really is.

Not long after she was born, she was put on ice muscles by the ancestor, and Ning Zhiyi, who others thought was similar to her, was actually two people.

Ning Zhiyi's face was slightly rounded, and he looked more gentle and kind.

In addition to the ancestor, even the father and mother have only seen her when she was a child, in case the ancestor went, the family was searched for souls, and the fake face grew up with her little by little.

Does Lu Daishan still have an impression of her eyes?

The corners of Ning Zhiyi's mouth twitched, and he responded to Jiuyang Xingjun's words with a smile.

......

Rong Zheng sensed that the Demon Sword Spirit was heading towards the southwest of the Shenshui Palace, and couldn't help but observe all the monks in the Shenshui Palace.

As long as they stay here and don't make any other moves, it won't be long before the sword spirit can get it.

He is the one who gets it.

These days, he went outside every day, but he made a lot of traps on the periphery of the Huangquan Forbidden Land, and the sword spirit was successful, and if he wanted to run to the Huangquan Forbidden Land, he would definitely be able to catch him.

He was here calculating how long it would take for the sword spirit to succeed, when he saw the Fuwan Palace Lord standing up with a smile.

"Sit down, I'll come. “

"Together!" Ning Zhiyi also stood up, "I haven't drunk for many years, I really want to sober up, I'm sorry." “

She didn't have any other nonsense, and the anti-Raph evening palace master left in a flash.

To control the prohibition of Tsukishima, she also got a piece, and there was an abnormality there, and the three of them were the first to know.

In the crowd, Rong Zheng's face turned pale.

Although the Avatar Star Monarchs on the stage were still smiling under the hospitality of the Wenyao Palace Master, he felt that something was wrong.

His throat moved up and down, and he swallowed a mouthful of spit.

Alarmed the Avatar Monk, even if he wanted to help hide a little, it would be impossible.

Just thinking like this, Rong Zheng's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The Demon Sword Spirit was rapidly coming towards him, what was going on?

Is it to hide the magic sword again?

Rong Zheng quickly used his aura to prop up one defense line after another under his skin.

Want to come back? Don't dream!

While doing a good job of protecting this side, he looked at the Nangong Elder of Baixiao Mountain on the stage, and just waited for one of them to be bad, and immediately called the whereabouts of the Sword Spirit.

More important than what could be dug out of its mouth was his life and the magic sword that could already be driven by his will.

Lu Lingqi was not far away, drinking the water of the Lechuan River, she was inevitably stained with the Yin Qi of the Yellow Spring, and she was very interested in the spiritual wine brewed by the Shenshui Palace.

I don't know what kind of wine I took out this time, but when I drank it in my stomach and flowed through the eight veins of my limbs, I felt warmer all over my body.

She was thinking about whether to go back and tell her ancestors to get some wine from Shenshui Palace, when she suddenly stood on end.

"Where to go?"

Ning Zhiyi let out a clear sigh, like a hurricane sweeping in, and grabbed the Demon Sword Sword Spirit before it wanted to go to Lu Lingqi's body.

It turned out that she still wanted to see what this thing was and whether there was anyone behind it, but she didn't think that it dared to think about its own child's body.

How can this be endured?

Ding! Dingding......

The Demon Sword Spirit felt Ning Zhiyi's murderous aura, and when he struggled desperately, one after another sword shadows slashed out.

It's a pity that the sword shadow that made everyone exclaim disappeared one by one between the sleeves of Ning Zhiyi's robe.

"What is my Dao?" The Wenyao Palace Master on the stage had an extremely cold face, staring at Elder Nangong and Rong Zheng of Baixiao Mountain, "This is the Spirit of the Demon Sword, right?

This?

Elder Nangong looked at Rong Zheng, whose face was pale, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The palace master misunderstood, when this sword spirit was drawn from the magic sword that day, it escaped on its own, and I, Bai Xiaoshan, have been tracking it down. If you don't believe it, you can ask the herdsmen of the alliance. ”

"Yes!

Mu Qiao nodded, "Sorry for the time, Daoyou, I have Wuyang on my side, but ......"

"Not necessarily!"

Ning Zhiyi glanced at her baby out of the corner of her eye, and when the sword spirit was still struggling, she grabbed the tip of its Void Spirit Sword and pulled it hard.

When—

It was like the sound of a broken sword, which was extremely harsh, and then everyone saw that the sword spirit trembled completely.

Ning Zhiyi pulled it again, the sword spirit had already broken off a piece of his body, how dare he be strong with her, and he was busy turning steel into softness.

It can escape from under the nose of the Avatar Monk, and its stealth ability is of course far better than that of others, but it can be invisible in front of others, and it can be ...... in front of this person

When you encounter a ghost ancestor, if you don't show a little surrender, you may really be scattered.

It admits defeat to Ning Zhiyi with its mind, and is willing to trade everything it knows for its own life.

This is where its confidence lies in saving its life, except for Rong Zheng, even Bai Xiaoshan doesn't know, and he thought he would never use it.

The magic sword spirit can stretch and bend very much, and soon Ning Zhiyi turned it into a ball.

"In my hands, I make it round and round, and I make it flat. ”

Ning Zhiyi glanced at Rong Zheng meaningfully, "You were once the master of the Demon Sword?"

"Yes!" Rong Zheng hurriedly lowered his head, he really didn't expect that he only cultivated the Dao, and it was said that he had never been touched by the spirit of resentment, and the ghost king, who should be gentle and kind, also had such a murderous aura.

"Liluo, from now on, I don't welcome him in the Shenshui Palace, throw him out to me. ”