The bone-chilling lake water was filled with traces of sword energy.
Ning Fan held little Dugu tightly in his arms and carefully guarded her.
At this moment, he temporarily has the cultivation of Life Immortal, so he is not afraid of these sword energies.
If it were him before, even if his fighting power was at full strength, he would still be injured by the sword energy in the lake.
Gradually, Ning Fan discovered that little Dugu seemed to be naturally unafraid of the sword energy here.
With her around, the sword energy that wanted to attack Ning Fan retreated one by one and did not dare to attack.
Ning Fan lowered his head, and found that the little man in his arms was pale, and the sword light in his eyes was flashing, as if he was using some secret technique to restrain the sword energy here.
She couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, and gently kissed Xiao Dugu's forehead, and said gently, "Have a rest, I will protect you."
"Well..." Xiao Dugu responded in a low voice, dissipating the sword light in his eyes.
She also saw that Ning Fan, who was cultivated as a Life Immortal, was not afraid of the Sword Lake sword energy at all, so...
Nestling in Ning Fan's arms, the obviously cold lake water felt warm.
She looked at Ning Fan with great treasure, as if she were seeing a treasure that she was guarding with all her life.
She didn't dare to show such a bold look in the past, but after seeing the reflection in the lake, she no longer avoided anything.
Hundreds of thousands of feet, millions of feet, tens of millions of feet...
No one knew how deep he had dived, but the ice here was enough to hurt Ning Fan, who was a Life Immortal.
Ning Fan's eyes were extremely solemn, and he was worried that the person in his arms would not be able to bear the cold here, but he found that she had a rosy face, closed her eyes, snuggled into his arms, and actually fell asleep so comfortably.
"This little girl, isn't she afraid of the cold sword energy here..."
Ning Fan laughed and shook his head.
What he was most worried about was little Dugu.
Since little Dugu was completely unharmed, he would naturally not be afraid of the mere cold.
Ning Fan's hair and eyebrows turned into ice one by one, and his blood seemed to freeze.
When he was about to be unable to withstand the cold air here, he finally saw the bottom of the lake.
Trapped in the thick mud and sand were more than a dozen frozen zombies, dressed in the costumes of the ancient Xia Kingdom. It should be a strong man who followed Emperor Xia into this place in the past.
Ning Fan glanced around and found that no one among these people was a woman.
Although he didn't know Meng Bingyun's appearance, Meng Bingyun should at least be a woman.
Her body is not here?
Speaking of which, it is said that the secret of becoming an immortal is hidden at the bottom of the lake. Where is the secret to immortality?
Ning Fan held the sleeping little Dugu in his arms, straightened up, and started searching at the bottom of the lake.
After a long time, he found a crystal palace in a coral reef.
This palace is equipped with a water avoidance formation. Outside the palace gate stand two stone statues of gods holding swords.
When Ning Fan tried to approach the palace, the two stone statues suddenly glowed and turned into two sword-wielding gods with half-step life immortal cultivation. They looked at Ning Fan with empty eyes and charged towards him the next moment.
"Destroy!"
Ning Fan just raised his finger and pointed out, relying on his tyrannical cultivation without using any magical powers, he killed the two gods.
After the death of two gods. But he turned into four sword-wielding gods.
Ning Fan raised his finger to destroy them, and after the death of the four sword-wielding gods, eight people emerged.
Ning Fan frowned. These sword-wielding gods were actually killing more and more, and they were showing off their strange magical powers.
If the killing continues like this and thousands of sword-wielding gods are killed, Ning Fan will eventually die from the siege of a group of loose immortals, even if he has the cultivation of a life immortal.
"Uzumaki!"
As soon as he pointed out, a huge illusory whirlpool appeared at the bottom of the lake, drawing all the phantoms of the gods into the whirlpool and empty sky, trapping them but not killing them.
Gradually. The energy of the phantom of the god was exhausted, and it turned into blue smoke and dispersed.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, calmly held little Dugu and walked into the Crystal Palace.
"Huh? Where is this?" Little Dugu woke up and jumped out of Ning Fan's arms. But Ning Fan held his hand again.
"I don't know, just follow me and be careful."
Ning Fan pulled little Dugu closer.
After all, this is a strange place. Now that Emperor Xia is not with him, Ning Fan is alone to protect little Dugu, so he must be more cautious.
Coral pendant. Crystal tables and chairs, gold and jade utensils are endless.
There are many empty sword scabbards hanging on the wall, and there are also some paintings, all of which are landscapes.
There are occasional figure paintings, and all of them are of powerful immortals flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, raising their fingers to shatter stars and destroying the world. They are all extremely terrifying figures.
As Ning Fan walked along, he discovered that the layout of this place resembled a woman's boudoir.
He couldn't help but guess that this might have been the Sword Ancestor's boudoir.
Although there were sword-wielding gods guarding the outside of the Crystal Palace, there was no danger inside the palace, which was slightly beyond Ning Fan's expectation.
Walking all the way to the end, Ning Fan discovered that there was a house here that was closed.
Inside the house, there was a strong sword energy.
In addition, there was actually an extremely weak breath of life.
There are actually living people here!
Ning Fan's vigilance rose to its peak in an instant, and his spiritual thoughts suddenly penetrated through the door and entered the room.
Upon seeing the scene in the room, Ning Fan was startled for a moment, then fell silent.
"It's... who..." came an extremely weak female voice.
"Senior, is this Meng Bingyun?" Ning Fan asked lightly.
"You...how do you know...who you are..." The woman seemed to die at any time.
"I was entrusted by Xia Wuyou to look for Meng Bingyun's remains, but I didn't expect that Meng Bingyun was not dead yet. But isn't living like this more painful than death..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and sighed.
A gust of sword wind blew by, and the door slowly opened.
Dugu looked into the room with cold eyes, and the next moment, he was also silent.
Inside the house, there is a mysterious sword array.
The flying swords used in the sword formation are all swords from the Crystal Palace.
The swords from the empty scabbards I saw before had already been taken away and used to set up sword formations.
A woman sat cross-legged in the center of the sword array. Her body was so illusory that she was just a ray of remnant soul.
The sword light in the sword array would pierce her illusory remnant soul every once in a while.
There is no need to describe the pain.
That woman was none other than Meng Bingyun. She was not beautiful, but she had eyes that were more stubborn than many men.
The sword formation she set up was called the 'Suppression Formation'.
This formation is a fairy-level sword formation that requires a large number of fairy swords to suppress the souls of the dead and prevent them from reincarnation.
It's just the remnant soul of the deceased who will bear the pain of being pierced by thousands of swords every day and lose his body. Lose your cultivation, lose everything, and in the end, only a trace of your soul is left in the world.
"Wouyou...you said you were entrusted by Wuyou...him. He is still alive, right? How is he..." Meng Bingyun's eyes flashed with tears.
She had waited six million years and never cried.
She endured the pain of thousands of swords piercing her heart every day, but she never cried.
But suddenly I heard news about my loved one. She couldn't help crying.
"He is on the shore of Sword Lake. A person can only enter this Sword Lake once, and he will die the second time he enters. He couldn't get in. He tried for six million years and couldn't get in... He has always wanted to find your remains, And asked me to enter the Sword Lake. But I never thought that you were still alive, if he knew..."
As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, Meng Bingyun suddenly begged, "Don't let him know! Don't let him know. I live in this way... If he knows, he will be sad, guilty, and will commit suicide Blame...I don’t want him to blame himself.”
"I am satisfied knowing that he is still alive. I am satisfied knowing that he finally has my shadow in his heart... Go ahead and tell him that Meng Bingyun's remains cannot be found... Let him forget Got me..."
"What if the junior insists on taking the senior away and letting the senior meet Senior Xia?" Ning Fan said lightly.
"I would rather die than see him. When you take me away from the sword formation, I will die." Meng Bingyun closed her eyes sadly.
It's not that we don't want to meet each other, I just don't want to make him sad, make him blame himself, and let him see himself at his worst.
Ning Fan remained silent. He promised Emperor Xia to bring Meng Bingyun's remains back. Now that Meng Bingyun is not dead, he naturally wants to bring Meng Bingyun back.
But Meng Bingyun was determined not to return and would seek death if forced.
Ning Fan was embarrassed and shook his head. I just feel that women’s minds are really complicated.
Meng Bingyun suffered here for six million years, wasn't it just to see Emperor Xia?
We can obviously meet each other, but why can't we meet...
"Ning Xiaomo, can you leave for a while? I'll help you persuade her."
Little Dugu looked at Ning Fan seriously, his eyes seemed to say three words.
Believe me.
Ning Fan was startled and thought for a moment, maybe it is more appropriate for a woman to persuade a woman.
"Okay, it's said that there is a secret to becoming an immortal hidden at the bottom of the Sword Lake. It's probably in this Crystal Palace. I'll go look for it again and see where there is any secret to becoming an immortal."
Ning Fan squeezed Xiao Dugu's tender palm, smiled, and turned to leave.
Little Dugu walked into the room and looked at Meng Bingyun with sympathy and pity.
"Can I call you Sister Meng?"
"...Can."
...
Ning Fan did not eavesdrop on what the two girls said. Since he chose to believe in Dugu, he would continue to believe in her.
After walking back and forth three times in the Crystal Palace, Ning Fan still couldn't find any secret to becoming an immortal hidden in this palace.
Not to mention that there is no secret to becoming an immortal, there are no pills or crystals at all.
There were originally some fairy swords hanging on the walls, but they had been arranged into sword arrays by Meng Bingyun, so there was no chance in this palace.
"The rumor that this place holds the secret to becoming an immortal is really just a rumor..."
Shaking his head, Ning Fan stood outside a bedroom... Sword Ancestor's former bedroom.
He didn't go looking for Xiao Dugu immediately.
This bedroom is only a hundred steps away from the room where little Dugu is.
Ning Fan decided to wait for little Dugu here.
He sat at the crystal table, playing with the empty wine glass on the table, and glanced around the bedroom.
There is also an empty scabbard hanging on the wall. The fairy sword was probably taken away by Meng Bingyun.
In addition, there is a painting hanging on the wall, which is a portrait of a woman in white from the back, a very gentle woman.
Three thousand green hairs were flying, one hand was slightly pressing on the temples, and the side of the face was slightly exposed, and there seemed to be a smile, but it was hard to see clearly.
That figure from the back looked familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere...
By the way, it's the back of Sword Ancestor.
Ning Fan has seen the back of Sword Ancestor several times, and every time he killed a lot of people, and every time he stepped on the bones.
"Gods and demons in heaven and earth are all ants. If I break my sword, there will be no weapons in the world..."
He still remembered the cold and bullying words of Sword Ancestor, regarding all gods and demons as ants.
I never thought that such a cold woman could smile sometimes.
Such a gentle back does not look like a man who slayed gods and demons at all...
etc!
Ning Fan stood up and looked at the painting in disbelief.
In that painting, there is a butterfly!
Sword Ancestor is smiling at that butterfly!
The moment he saw the butterfly, Ning Fan's mind went blank. After a long time, his vision gradually became clear.
"That butterfly seems to be from one of my previous lives..."
"Me in my previous life. Have you ever seen Sword Ancestor..."
Ning Fan remained silent, walked closer, took down the painting, and held it in front of him. Watch carefully.
Gradually, Ning Fan couldn't help but sink into the painting.
In a valley filled with flowers and grass, a girl in white clothes sat on the ground hugging her knees. Her face could not be seen clearly, but she could only see the smile at the corner of her mouth.
She raised her hands lightly. He stretched out his hand, teased a butterfly in front of him, and said with a smile, "Little butterfly, why do you want to break into the outer gate of the realm? Do you really want to go to the Purple Dou Immortal Realm? I have guarded the realm gate for so many years, what kind of intrusion I have seen and killed all the disciples, but you are the only one that surprises me... You are so weak, there is no way you can break through the gate."
Butterflies fluttered. She seemed a little impatient and didn't want to pay attention to this talkative woman.
"You have a bad temper. If I hadn't shown mercy with my sword, you would have died even if you were the Immortal Emperor. You know, you are the first person in my life who I can't touch, no, it's Die. I would be soft-hearted. If I let you, If the Ancient Immortal Emperor knows about it, I'm afraid he will punish him..."
There are ten black suns in the sky. This is not the Purple Dou Fairyland.
...
Ning Fan opened his eyes, his eyes full of shock.
He put away the ancient paintings, feeling uneasy for a long time.
Although he didn't find any secret to becoming an immortal in the Crystal Palace. But I learned even more shocking news.
Sword Ancestor is not from the Purple Dou Immortal Realm...
The Sword Ancestor came from another immortal realm, and the Immortal Emperor of that immortal realm was named Huangu.
Is that fairyland called the ancient fairyland...
Ning Fan's eyes darkened slightly. It seemed that the butterfly originally came from outside the Purple Dou Immortal Domain.
Are butterflies also outsiders? Ning Fan, is he from outside the territory...
"Ning Xiaomo, let's go. Sister Meng agrees to go with us."
While Ning Fan was deep in thought, Xiao Dugu and Meng Bingyun slowly walked into the room.
Ning Fan frowned and shook his head mockingly.
Whether it is the Purple Dou Immortal Realm or the Ancient Ancient Immortal Realm, these issues are not something that should be considered by oneself.
Just like what Immortal Emperor Zi Dou said in the calamity of life and death, there are some things that I should not know now.
These questions were too far away. The only thing he wanted to know at the moment was the relationship between himself and Sword Ancestor in his previous life.
But it seems that there is no hope of finding an answer to this question.
"Madam, has she really convinced Senior Meng? Madam is so eloquent, she is so proud of her husband." Ning Fan imitated the scholar's behavior and made a long bow to little Dugu, making little Dugu's face turn red.
"No formality!" Little Dugu snorted, but there was a hint of happiness in his eyes, "You don't have to ask what Sister Meng and I said, please take us away from Sword Lake now."
"Okay. But senior Wong Meng will go to Yuanyao Realm for a while. Your remnant soul is weak and cannot be eroded by the slightest bit of cold air."
Ning Fan caressed the Yuan Yao jade and, with Meng Bingyun's consent, brought it into the Yuan Yao world.
Then he grabbed little Dugu's slender waist and turned into a fleeing rainbow, heading straight to the Sword Lake.
There is also a time limit for lending the power of the soul.
Ning Fan's cultivation level is falling back to Broken Six, and he must return before his cultivation level drops completely.
On the shore of the lake, Emperor Xia stared blankly at the lake, recalling the past while recovering his mana.
Thinking of the woman who loved him deeply, Emperor Xia's heart ached, but he could only close his eyes and sigh.
"I hope Ning Xiaoyou can find Bingyun's remains. If he can't find it... ugh..." Emperor Xia looked bitter.
If you don’t cherish it when you get it, and regret it when you lose it, people are just cheap.
If he had listened to Bingyun and not gone to explore the secret land...
If he had ever shown that woman some affection...
It's a pity that there is no if in the world, this person has passed away...
laugh!
A rainbow broke out of the lake, it was Ning Fan and Xiao Dugu.
As soon as he saw Ning Fan return, Emperor Xia, who had been sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath, stood up suddenly, with a hint of nervousness in his golden eyes.
"Little friend Ning, I wonder if you have ever found Bingyun's remains..."
Emperor Xia clenched his fists and his face was tense. He had never been so nervous in six million years.
Before Ning Fan could speak, Little Dugu stepped forward and said lightly, "There are no bones of Sister Meng at the bottom of the Sword Lake."
"Are there no remains...hehe, hehe..."
Emperor Xia wanted to smile calmly, but he couldn't calm down at all. His weak body suddenly coughed up blood due to the sudden grief.
"Madam, you..." Ning Fan was speechless. Did Xiao Dugu deliberately make Emperor Xia anxious?
Xiao Dugu winked at Ning Fan and signaled Ning Fan not to speak.
She just came to defend Meng Bingyun.
Meng Bingyun was so kind to Emperor Xia, but he was always ignored. Emperor Xia didn't wake up until Meng Bingyun died.
Meng Bingyun himself was reluctant to make Emperor Xia vomit blood, so little Dugu...
Now that she and Meng Bingyun are good sisters, she naturally wants to fight for her sisters.
What's wrong with making Emperor Xia cough a few mouthfuls of blood? Deserve it!
Little Dugu looked back at Ning Fan and nodded with satisfaction.
The man's heart is better than his own, and he will not become obsessed with Taoism and abandon his wife.
Thinking of this, Xiao Dugu felt that Ning Fan was really a weirdo.
Which young man from other families is not full of fighting spirit to pursue the path of immortality, is not shouting slogans about defying heaven and slaying immortals, or thinks he is the best in the world, and pretends to be all kinds of slaps in the face.
My man had no interest in becoming an immortal from the beginning. He seemed to know what he wanted from the beginning.
Emperor Xia lived for six million years before he came to understand.
As soon as my men began to practice Taoism, they understood this truth and cherished their loved ones very much.
Well, a man is indeed the best in his own family.
"Little friend Ning, I want to be alone for a while. You guys can rest here for a while. When my magic power recovers, I will send you back to the snow territory... As for what I promised you, I will definitely do it. After that, I will make a I leave the cross-border sound transmission Yu Gui to you. If there is any trouble in the Rain Realm in the future, please inform me. If I fly away with all my strength, I can go to the Rain Realm to rescue you in ten breaths at most, and I will kill all the invading enemies for you..."
After saying this, Emperor Xia turned around lonely and walked away step by step.
Little Dugu had had enough fighting against injustice, and called Emperor Xia lightly, "Senior Xia, if you want to have some peace and quiet, why don't you and Sister Meng have some peace and quiet together."
"Two people? Sister Meng?"
Just now, Emperor Xia was confused, and he also heard something wrong with Xiao Dugu's address.
At this moment, when he suddenly heard Xiao Dugu's words, he was suddenly startled.
Why did she call Bingyun Sister Meng? Does she know Bingyun?
What does it mean to be quiet with Bingyun? Did they recover Bingyun's remains?
Just as he was thinking this, Ning Fan gently stroked Yuan Yaoyu, then hugged little Dugu, flew towards the other side of the sword lake, and said to Emperor Xia,
"Senior Xia, Senior Meng, we are waiting for you at the other end of the sword lake."
There was a flash of light in the original place, and a woman in a blue shirt slowly appeared.
She was not beautiful, but Emperor Xia was infatuated when he saw her for the first time...
"Bing, Bingyun! You, you!" Emperor Xia rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He was sure that he was not mistaken.
The person standing in front of him was definitely Meng Bingyun, and his aura was flawless.
However, Meng Bingyun only has the remnant soul left...
On top of the remaining souls, there are countless sword creations.
"Death-suppressing Formation!" The name of this formation instantly appeared in Emperor Xia's mind!
In an instant, it was like a dagger was thrust into his heart, and he held Meng Bingyun in his arms in great pain.
How much suffering has she suffered in six million years...
It was me who harmed her, it was me who felt sorry for her! From today on, no one is allowed to take her away from me!
"Wouyou... This is the first time you hug me..." Meng Bingyun snuggled quietly into Emperor Xia's arms, showing a happy look.
Suddenly, she felt a little grateful to the little girl Dugu.
If that little girl hadn't persuaded me, maybe I would never have the happiness at this moment... (To be continued.)
