Chapter 64: Guilty

The sand on the beach was warm, but Yan Ning's body was cold and cold, she barely moved her body, and lay on the beach with her limbs spread out.

Feeling the warm sea water washing over and over his calf, the pierced heart was beating slowly, and there was a burst of tearing pain, Yan Ning closed his eyes.

She needs to calm down.

This body is not hers.

The world was not familiar to her.

Not long ago, Yan Ning was just a little ghost in the Nine Shadows.

It took her more than 500 years to cultivate from a wisp of ignorant spiritual consciousness to a complete soul with a complete soul, so that she could step into reincarnation and be reincarnated as a celestial.

But Yan Ning was unwilling to give up his memory and enter reincarnation, so it took another thirty years to cultivate from an ordinary spirit to a powerful ghost general.

Before waking up as a human being, Ghost Cultivator Yan Ning's cultivation was equivalent to that of a late-stage Qi refining cultivator, and he was ready to build a foundation.

She also spent all her accumulation to collect materials to conceive a spirit fetus.

As long as the foundation building is successful, Yan Ning will immediately be able to enter the spirit fetus and become a ghost cultivator with flesh and blood, and his cultivation speed will be increased tenfold.

However, man is not as good as heaven.

Just as Yan Ning succeeded in building the foundation and was about to enter the spirit fetus, she was swept away by a powerful force.

When he woke up again, Yan Ning had a physical body as he wished, or a warm body with a heartbeat and breathing, living in a beautiful and vibrant yang world, where he could enjoy the sun and breeze unscrupulously.

But who can tell her why her new body is second-hand that someone else has used?

Yan Ning was very dissatisfied.

As far as the ghost cultivation group is concerned, Yan Ning's talent is very good.

If you are another ghost, not to mention having a complete divine soul in 500 years, it may not be feasible to give him 1,000 years or 10,000 years.

As for the achievement of foundation building within 30 years, this speed is indeed slower in the human realm. However, in the vast Nine Shadows, there are countless ghosts, resources are scarce, and competition is extremely fierce, and most of the ghosts who embark on the path of cultivation take two hundred years or even more to complete the foundation.

If there were no accidents, Yan Ning dared to say that she would be able to advance to the Golden Pill within eighty years and have a body that truly belonged to her, not the second-hand body in front of her.

Maybe Yan Ning should be more glad that he didn't lose his soul because of the accident, and it is a thing worth rejoicing to survive and have a warm body.

But she knew it wasn't easy, especially after she fused the vague memories that remained in her flesh.

This flesh shell is named Murong Xue, although his background is not high, but he has the qualifications of a genius, and he was incorporated into the Immortal Sect at the age of only five to become a noble disciple.

So, since he was the proud son of the future heaven who was born in the descendant of the Immortal Sect, why did Murong Xue, who should be high, fall to this point?

Yan Ning didn't get much memory, so he didn't know much about it, but he only knew that it was related to another female cultivator named Su Ziye, and the cause of the matter was Murong Xue.

In other words, Murong Xue will not die if he does not die.

Yan Ning also knew a secret of Murong Xue in his memory.

Murong Xue crossed over from a world called "Modern" and was calculated to death because of a conflict with Su Ziye. Then Murong Xue was reborn, and she tossed herself again, leaving a broken body for Yan Ning.

Yes, Murong Xue's luck is so enviable!

If she is the illegitimate daughter of Tiandao, Yan Ning also believes it.

But Murong Xue is not very lucky, she died young in modern times, she died because of Su Ziye before she was reborn, and she still ended up like this because of Su Ziye after she was reborn.

The difference is that Murong Xue before rebirth had nothing to grow into, so she could only die with hatred.

After being reborn, Murong Xue opened the elixir space, the time flow of the space was extremely slow, and there was a divine spring in it, as well as a powerful instrument spirit, which almost tossed the great enemy Su Ziye to the point of disappearing......

It doesn't matter, what matters is, is Murong Xue really dead?

If Yan Ning guessed correctly, the body she was living in Murong Xue was the masterpiece of the spatial machine spirit that disrupted the order without authorization, and Murong Xue should be in Jiuyou now, and occupied her spirit fetus!

Regarding this matter, Yan Ning, who had lost his cultivation and was dying, and had nothing to rely on, could not express any opinion for the time being.

She had to regain her mobility to the shore before sunset, otherwise the night would fall and the sea would rise, and Yan Ning would only be soaked and swept away.

Although she is a mortal, Yan Ning's ghost cultivation essence still has a little bit, and she can still calculate and know when the tide will ebb and flow.

As the sun moves westward, the warm sea breeze cools down.

Yan Ning had left the beach and touched the lush plants growing in the sand.

Before she could begin to climb any higher, she heard the sound of children playing in the distance, and then getting closer.

The children came from a nearby fishing village, as the beach had an amphibious fish that came ashore at dusk, and they could catch them and exchange them for orbs for monks.

Yan Ning's luck was good, because of the monk's robe she was wearing, she was carried home by an adult called by a certain child.

After living peacefully in the fishing village for two months, Yan Ning's heart injury has finally healed, and he can go down to the field to help the family with some simple chores.

However, because the toxins in her body have not been removed, Yan Ning is still a mute, and she is a weak and dumb person who coughs and vomits blood from time to time, and even a ten-year-old child is stronger than her.

Everyone in the village knew that Yan Ning was a monk who had lost her cultivation, but they did not discriminate against her because of what happened to her, and even for the sake of her good looks, some people hoped to ask Yan Ning to be her daughter-in-law.

The man in charge who picked Yan Ning back didn't want his brother-in-law to be a mute who couldn't even do heavy work, but the descendants of monks were more likely to have children with good qualifications, and he was a little moved.

Being a cultivator is more productive than being a mortal.

There was a monk in the fishing village next door, and I heard that he entered a sect as an inner disciple, and his parents moved to the county seat to become the eldest master, which can be described as unique.

"A-Ning, it's not easy for you to live alone as a weak woman, why don't you enter my house?" At the dining table, the male host directly picked out the words, "A-Yao is young and strong, capable and can love his daughter-in-law, but many girls in the neighborhood want to marry." ”

The young man sitting next to him blushed, and while secretly looking at Yan Ning's expression, he whispered, "Brother, don't be kidding, I'm ...... How can I be worthy of Anin?"

Yan Ning's expression was normal, and he felt that Ah Yao looked at him and smiled at him.

Ah Yao turned his head in shame, he said that he was not good, but in fact, he was humble, so as not to feel bad but Yan Ning had nowhere to refuse.

Yan Ning smiled at him, does it mean that she is interested in him?

Yao was delighted.

The man was also very happy in his eyes, and he smiled heartily: "Choose a good day, and the two of you can get married." However, A-Ning is now Ah Yao's fiancée, and the family doesn't care too much!"

The hostess also laughed, and she called her brother and daughter-in-law affectionately to Yan Ning, and said beautiful words while putting vegetables in Yan Ning's bowl.