It was quite accidental that this thing fell into the hands of True Lord Xuanyang.
It first fell into the hands of Xuanyang Zhenjun's master, Fenghua Daojun, and was received from the affiliated sect as one of the certificates of surrender.
To be honest, the woman could use this thing as soon as she saw it, and it has such a touching story. The final result will definitely be either filling the treasure house or giving it away.
Fenghua Daojun originally wanted to leave it to his future wife. As a result, after waiting and waiting, the woman I had a crush on died young, and I never met the right person for the rest of my life. He has been single all his life...
Later, Zhenjun Xuanyang got married. As the only married disciple of Fenghua Daojun, his treatment was still very different.
Once a teacher, always a father, it is no lie.
Taoist master Feng Hua also prepared a "betrothal gift" for his disciple and gave it to the woman. This "Chaoyun" also changed hands from Taojun Fenghua to Zhenjun Xuanyang.
It is a pity that Xuanyang Zhenjun's only son died in infancy, and his wife died young. Chaoyun was once again covered in dust until it fell into Ningxia's hands.
If you were here in Ningxia, you might be surprised by the "history" of this object. It is really a magical artifact with a story that has lasted for three generations.
And it seems that the ending of the story is not very good... Well, it is obviously a magic weapon born out of love, but the three generations of owners did not have a good ending, and they all ended in tragedy. This "Chaoyun" tone can be said to be a sign of lasting affection, let alone a "transfer of a prosperous shop" in the world of cultivation.
However, there is no such thing in the world of cultivation. There is no magic weapon that cannot be controlled, and there is no so-called weapon with unknown doom. As a practical earth-level magic weapon, its so-called story is just a trivial past event and will not affect other people's desire to obtain it.
Well, Ningxia is a little different. If she knew about it, maybe she would confess...
The origin of this thing is so clear, and it was given by Zhenjun Xuanyang himself. It can be said that it has passed the clear path. If someone else snatches it and uses it, doesn't it mean that he is declaring to the leader what he has done?
Ming Yaqin didn't want her junior sister and these junior nephews to be stupid and make such a big mistake. Ningxia is also different from the lower-level disciples who were bullied by them in the past and dared not speak out. If they act haphazardly, there will be backlash.
It's just obvious that some people didn't listen. When this "Chaoyun" fell into the hands of Ningxia, it had a different meaning in the eyes of some people.
Isn’t True Lord Xuanyang the son and father to Lord Fenghua Dao? Lin Pingzhen and True Lord Xuanyang also went up.
In someone's eyes, this object is not an ordinary earth-level magic weapon, but also means something different.
Even before Ningxia got it, the other party had already regarded this thing as their own, so how could they be willing to accept it now?
She was so jealous that she could bleed, and her long hair hid her terrifying eyes. The two people in front of her didn't see her, and the people behind her didn't dare to speak. The group of people walked towards the upper level with different thoughts.
Ning Xia and Jin Lin had already arrived at the "Presidential Suite" where True Monarch Yuan Heng was located, and were busy carving formation diagrams.
Ningxia shivered suddenly, which aroused questions from the people next to her. She shook her head and continued to complete the tasks assigned by Zhenjun Yuanheng.
Ahhhh, Zhenjun Yuanheng must have done it on purpose. Why is her formation two inches thicker than Jin Lin's? !
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After another six days of sailing, bypassing the maze-like mountains, their airship finally arrived at a relatively flat place that seemed to be close to a plain.
No longer like the previous days, each airship could only fly carefully between the narrow mountains, for fear of hitting the rock that looked very stiff.
Moreover, those mountains were deeply eroded by the rivers below, forming a deep ravine between the mountains. Looking down, it looked like an abyss... Well, if you fall, you will most likely not be able to climb up. , because no one knows what ancient prohibitions are sold in the river, and it might blow everyone to pieces.
There was no daylight during the journey, and even the boat was drowsy all day long. The mountain peaks were so high, it felt as if a large wave of ambush people would come out at any time and surround them like turtles in the middle...
Looking at the obviously different terrain and the broadened view of the water, everyone knew that the voyage might be about to end.
The flying boats that had previously carefully kept their distance began to gradually move closer together.
Ningxia seemed to see a few familiar flags flashing past on the deck. I think we can see many "old acquaintances" when we get together this time.
Of course, the appearance of new characters is also inevitable. Ning Xia glanced at a slender figure not far away.
The monks who had been trapped on the flying boat for nearly half a month could no longer sit still and came out of their closed rooms to see the situation. There were even many senior teachers who came with them... It seemed that they were also holding back a lot of pressure, perhaps because they were disturbed by the juniors.
Sure enough, in less than half a day's work, they finally reached the final point of this route - the Valley of God's Prison.
And you can’t go in right away, you have to line up one by one.
"It's so strict..." A young Formation Hall disciple accompanying him sighed with emotion.
"What's the matter? Many big cities I've been to before have this requirement. The more famous the place, the stricter the entry and exit procedures. Some are not allowed to enter or leave without a specific invitation." He Haigong has left over the years. I have been to many places and entered and exited large and small cities in nearby areas, so I know the rules of the big cities of cultivation very well.
Ningxia, which has experienced modern strict management, thinks this is nothing. It must be checked when entering other people's land. Didn't she always keep her ID card in her hand in her previous life and have to check it at every check-in? This is a very normal process.
The front card is extremely slow, so the things being checked must be relatively complicated. I don’t know what is being investigated at this pass...or what is the area in southern Xinjiang more sensitive to?
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Looking at the obviously different terrain and the broadened view of the water, everyone knew that the voyage might be about to end.
The flying boats that had previously carefully kept their distance began to gradually move closer together.
Ningxia seemed to see a few familiar flags flashing past on the deck. I think we can see many "old acquaintances" when we get together this time.
Of course, the appearance of new characters is also inevitable. Ning Xia glanced at a slender figure not far away.
The monks who had been trapped on the flying boat for nearly half a month could no longer sit still and came out of their closed rooms to see the situation. There were even many senior teachers who came with them... It seemed that they were holding back a lot, perhaps because of the troubles made by the juniors.
Sure enough, in less than half a day's work, they finally reached the final point of this route - the Valley of God's Prison.
"It's so strict..." A young Formation Hall disciple accompanying him sighed with emotion.
"What's the matter? Many big cities I've been to before have this requirement. The more famous the place, the stricter the entry and exit procedures. Some are not allowed to enter or leave without a specific invitation." He Haigong has left over the years. Been to many places.
