Yue Ting was really a casual master, and when he entered the wooden house, he followed his own home, with his hands behind his back, he slowly walked around the wooden house, and by the way, he checked the injuries of the two 'sacks' before he leisurely turned back to the table and grinned, "Brother Ning's medical skills are exquisite." ”

Ning Junxi hooked the corners of his mouth shallowly, "It's just the benefit of some medicinal stones, and it has nothing to do with medical skills." ”

Yue Ting's face was suspicious, "Is it really the nine days of soft tendons?"

Ning Junxi's expression was playful, "It's a pity that they may not live for nine days." ”

Yue Ting was surprised, "Brother Ning, what did you say?"

"Nine days of soft tendons is indeed a good medicine for blood stasis and muscles, they can't move for nine days, eating and drinking is even more vain, if it is dawn in these nine days, is it possible that you and I will still wait? If there are more beasts and savages, how can there be any reason to survive. Ning Junxi's voice was gentle.

Yue Ting said, "Wouldn't that be a waste of these good medicines." ”

"It's good to do your best to obey the destiny of God, it's not a waste. Ning Jun said without blinking his eyes.

Yue Ting bared his teeth, and said in his heart, this kid also seems to be a hypocrite.

He rolled his eyes, "Although these two people are hateful, but they are also pitiful, so I look at the old woman, named Qiutong, was originally a disciple of Biluo Pavilion, and she is also considered a lady of the sky in Biluo Pavilion, and someone wrote a poem 'Ye Luo Fenglin drunk sunset, not as good as autumn to raise the heart of the lake' to know what a stunner she was at that time, but unfortunately she married the wrong person, was sucked away from her skills, withered and lost, and made it look like a ghost today, it is really a pity." ”

He looked emotional, sighed again and again, but the corners of his eyes kept glancing at Ning Junxi's every move.

Ning Junxi touched the hairball head with his hand, "If Brother Yue has a heart for those two people, I will help treat them, and it will be regarded as a good thing." ”

The young sword cultivator coughed.

Yue Ting smiled dryly and waved his hand, "I have a heart, but this time I came in for the Emei inheritance, how can I ruin a big thing because of my children's personal feelings." ”

Ning Junxi disagreed in his heart, but his face was sincere, "Brother Yue's ambition is great, and the younger brother is ashamed, but this Emei inheritance, what is it?"

"Brother Ning really doesn't know?" Yue Ting looked surprised.

Ning Junxi touched his nose and said half-truthfully, "I'm ashamed to say that I am relatively closed-door in the family, and this time I was really forced to be thrown into this by the family elders." ”

Yue Ting laughed, this set of rhetoric deceived the stunned Qing, but this young man wanted to talk about it, and he just happened to try the young man's tone, so he said enthusiastically, "Then it's okay for the big brother to tell you." ”

He cleared his throat, and when he saw that Ning Junxi glanced at the two children, he immediately lowered his voice, "If you want to talk about the Emei inheritance, you must first talk about the Emei Dao system." Emei's saying has been around for a long time, as for the origin, don't say that the major forces, even Xiaotian Pavilion is also vague, in short, it is similar to a taboo-like existence, but Emei Taoism is indeed worthy of such mystery. ”

"There is such a saying among various forces, Emei is immortal in the sky, and the age is hidden in the red dust. Do you know what that means?" Yue Ting looked at Ning Junxi, his smile a little playful.

Ning Junxi shook his head, not wanting to guess.

Yue Ting felt a little disappointed, but he was still a little interested, "All we want in our lives is nothing more than ascending, but the inheritance of Emei comes from heaven, and cultivation can prove immortality." ”

Ning Junxi was a little surprised, "Why do you think so?"

Yue Ting spread his hands, "I don't know, it's like this on the rivers and lakes." However, every other Jiazi Jianghu does have a preacher in the world, receiving registered disciples, and the skills they have learned are amazing to the world, the most recent is the Qi Great Sword Immortal twenty years ago, in that era and the new martial god who is about to replace Chen Wushen is called the peerless double pride, and the whole young generation can not raise their heads. ”

Ning Junxi touched his chin thoughtfully.

Yue Ting suddenly coughed dryly.

Ning Junxi retracted his thoughts, poured a glass of water, paused and handed it over.

Yue Ting was also not polite, drank it all, and then continued, "In short, every time Emei Dao Tong appears, those masters on the martial arts list will take action one after another, regardless of face, wanting to compete for this opportunity. ”

"As for Emei this time

The news of the birth of the inheritance was spread by Xiaotian Pavilion half a month ago, and there were only three copies of the map of the location of the inheritance by auctioning in the Linlang Pavilion. One share of our brothers, one of the old ways of the bull nose, and one copy I don't know. ”

"Can the land of inheritance be calculated in advance?" Ning Junxi was a little strange.

"That's ......" Yue Ting slapped the table, reacted again, and shrunk his hand.

Ning Junxi took a deep breath, saw that the two children did not wake up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "Brother Yue, pay a little attention." ”

Yue Ting nodded, "Taoism's Heavenly Machine, Buddhism's Theory of Cause and Effect, and Confucianism's Derivation Technique can all be inferred based on clues, but these three families are each one, and Emei is one of its own. ”

Ning Junxi couldn't be convinced in his heart, but it was not appropriate to say it deeply, so he nodded, "It has always been the derivation of Xiaotian Pavilion, and the auction of Linlang Pavilion?"

Yue Ting was stunned for a moment, "Naturally not, every time Emei Dao Tong appears, there will be bets, whoever bets big, who auctions, this is the rule." ”

"That means that it has always been the extension of Xiaotian Pavilion?" Ning Junxi nodded and said again.

"It's true. Yue Ting thought for a moment and nodded

Ning Junxi raised his head and said politely, "Thank you, Brother Yue, for your doubts." ”

Yue Ting waved his hand and said familiarly, "My own brother, what are you polite." ”

Ning Junxi nodded, which can be regarded as acknowledging his favor.

After that, the two casually exchanged a few polite words, and Yue Ting saw that he couldn't get words out of Ning Junxi's mouth, so he yawned, saying that he was a little tired.

Ning Jun didn't want to spend time with him, so of course he hurried down the stairs.

In this way, the room fell silent,

The two of them didn't grab the table with Ning Junxi, sat on the side of the wooden bed, closed their eyes and breathed.

Ning Jun was afraid that the two children would catch a cold, so he went to the bedside with a shy face and asked the two for quilts, put them on the two children, and stared at the candle in a daze.

Merlin's wind swept the petals outside the room, and some of them circled around the room along the broken doors and windows, making the night seem more and more lonely.

Ning Junxi listened to the sound of the wind, and gradually became confused, feeling as if he was asleep, like a dream.

He jerked and found himself inexplicably in front of a staircase, so dark that he couldn't even see a few feet away, and as for the stairs in front of him, it was dim but clearly visible.

"What. He frowned impatiently, hating this inexplicability.

There was a whisper in the dark, as if the imp was talking nonsense, and it was not very real.

"Come again?" Ning Jun covered his forehead, wondering, should he let him scold him back again? Will he smash himself again, and then appear on that stone? It was pitch black outside, and it would be miserable.

He looked around, but still couldn't see anything, as if he had no other option than to climb the steps.

So, he stepped onto the steps.

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden bright light.

But I still couldn't see anything around me, but the whispering of the imp was closer and clearer.

Ning Junxi hesitated, and said secretly, whether it was a blessing or a curse, it was a disaster that could not be avoided, and then walked forward step by step along the steps.

He walked for a long time, so long that he didn't bother to count how many steps he walked, anyway, he didn't feel tired, so he kept walking.

Then, when he took a step, there was a muffled bang all around, and an incomparably dazzling snow-white light bloomed in front of him, which was even more dazzling than the previous light of heaven and earth.

Ning Junxi's eyes were so stinging that his eyes were tearful, but he didn't want to look away.

Because, he saw the bright aftermath.

It was a door, a door almost identical to the one he had seen in the Void Cave.

There was a man with a vague face, leaning lazily against the door, as if he were leaning on the red plum tree.

His big sleeves were fluttering, and he was snow-white, like a fairy

But he was in front of the door, but he did not enter.

The voices of the imps around them suddenly became clearer, and they could understand what they were saying.

"Ordinary people, don't kneel down quickly!"

"Get down on your knees, and you will be lucky. ”

"Like a secular person, kneel down to the prince of heaven and earth, why don't you kneel?"

"This kneeling is equivalent to climbing the Qingyun Ladder and crossing the moat of heaven and earth. ”

"This kneeling can be exchanged for a road to the top. ”

"Don't hesitate, kneel down quickly, God doesn't take it, but suffers the blame!"

Ning Junxi frowned, feeling unprecedentedly upset, as if the rejection of that inexplicable catastrophe made him eager to sacrifice the funeral sword and poke this heaven and earth out of a hole, but reason told him not to be rash.

His fists clenched and loosened, his eyes glazed out.

The man in front of the door was just lazily leaning against the door, as if everyone and everything had nothing to do with him, and indeed nothing to do with him now.

Ning Junxi looked at that person and felt that he needed an explanation, so he didn't stay any longer.

At this time, an anxious voice sounded with all its might, "Ning Junxi, stop quickly! Don't move forward, don't turn around, and don't kneel, just hold on to a stick of incense in the same place." You are about to transform into a Dao body, and you can't bear the luck of heaven and earth......"

This voice is very similar to the timid Taoist priest I met in Cuiwu Mountain.

It's just that the sound is getting quieter.

Ning Junxi glanced at the person in front of the door, gritted his teeth, continued to walk slowly, and finally stopped in front of the person.

"Why don't you go in?" the man raised his head, his face was still blurred, but his voice was very familiar, "If you go in, you will ascend to the immortal in one step, and you will live forever, and you will no longer have to experience the suffering in the world." ”

Ning Jun looked at the man calmly with his eyes, "Are you waiting for me?"

The man nodded.

"Why?" Ning Jun said puzzled.

"Which one do you ask?" the man said with some playfulness.

"Why are you waiting for me, why am I here?" Ning Junxi's voice trembled a little.

"Are you sure you won't go in?" the man didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"I hate this door. Ning Junxi frowned.

As soon as the words fell, the noisy voices came and went in an instant.

"Audacious, in vain I waited for a few subordinates to show mercy, bastard!"

"Those who deviate from the scriptures deserve to be punished by thunder. ”

"The mud can't hold up to the wall, damn it!"

"This is the last time, there can be no next time!"

"You shouldn't show mercy to your subordinates, and that inheritance should be ruined!"

"Ning Junxi, aren't you afraid of harming your relatives?"

"Ning Junxi, let's get started, haven't you always been curious about why you are so troubled, the answer is behind the door. ”

"The people you care about won't tell you, you're just a pawn for them. ”

At the same time, the man in front of the door smiled warmly: "Ning Junxi, why don't you try your sword?"

Ning Jun cherished the blessing to his soul, held his right hand, and held the funeral sword in his hand.

A sword suddenly appeared.

The portal boomed and collapsed in an instant.

The heavens and the earth were silent, and the noise disappeared.

There are sighs, there are fears, there are panics, there are awe, there are sighs, a mess.

Ning Junxi was dumbfounded and speechless.

The man who had been in front of the door was not spared at all, he was knocked to the ground by a pillar, he got up, did not care, but chuckled, some delighted and some relieved.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded, which instantly spread through the heavens and the earth, and smiled: "It's almost done." ”

The man snorted coldly.

Ning Junxi woke up suddenly, and found himself lying on the table, the oil lamp had been extinguished, but he could still see things.

The boy subconsciously turned his head to look out the window.

It's dawn.