The space around Zhao Ning gradually became distorted, and all the pictures were shapeless, only distorted and abstract colors.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a twisted luminous body in front of him. The luminous body was bright but unexpectedly not dazzling. Several chains trapped the creatures in the luminous body.
It was a three-legged divine bird, and brilliance bloomed from it.
——Golden Crow.
Zhao Ning stood up and saluted, "Master Jinwu."
"Little guy, why do you have choking crest feathers?" The voice seemed to come from the ancient times, hollow and thick, "Isn't that coward Choming dead yet?"
Zhao Ning brought up a palace lantern, and the choking soul wandered in the palace lantern.
"Ha, choking, coward, how did you become like this?"
"My little girl accidentally encountered the ancient palace in a secret place. After receiving the news from the Queen Mother Tu, she entrusted the soul of Cho Ming to me."
Jinwu's tone became more serious, "Is Queen Houtu looking for the Samsara Pond?"
"Exactly."
"I know where the Samsara Pond is." The Golden Crow said quietly, its eyes fell on Zhao Ning, but it didn't say any more.
Zhao Ning understood this look and raised her eyes to look at Jin Wu's condition.
"What does Lord Jinwu want my little girl to do?"
"Hahaha." Jinwu laughed, "The little guy seems to be a smart person. It's very simple. I'll tell you where the reincarnation pool is. You help me find someone and ask him to come to the Heavenly Palace to find me."
Zhao Ning seemed to decline politely, "Jiuzhou is so big that my strength is limited. If you want to find someone, it's harder than finding a needle in a haystack. Master Jinwu thinks highly of me."
"I'm not in a hurry." Jinwu said suddenly, "I can tell you where the Samsara Pond is in advance, and you can take your time to find it."
Zhao Ning lowered his eyes. It wasn't that Jinwu trusted Zhao Ning, but that every word spoken in front of such a legendary creature was a testimony of heaven. Anyone who violated or deceived would be punished by heaven.
After a long while, he said, "Follow your Lordship's laws."
"Not bad, not bad. Haha." Jin Crow's eyes fell on her, "The Samsara Pond is at the bottom of Youdu, but I don't know if it is still there now."
Zhao Ning suddenly raised his head, feeling as if he had been tricked by the Golden Crow, but the Golden Crow smiled, "This realm of gods is mysterious in itself, and its whereabouts are elusive. I can only tell you that it was sealed there during the Great Destruction. It’s just that tens of thousands of years have passed, and I’ve been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, so how can I know.”
For an instant, the entire twisted void seemed to become the shadow of the Golden Crow, its two huge eyes staring at Zhao Ning everywhere.
"Go find a foreigner who dances with snakes. A green snake in one hand and a yellow snake in the other are his symbols."
Zhao Ning frowned, "Master Jinwu, there are many snake masters in the world, even ordinary jugglers. How can you tell if he is the person you are looking for?"
"You will know that his destiny is with you."
"Don't forget. I hope I'll get good news the next time I see you."
The luminous body became farther and farther away until it completely disappeared, and the distortion around it began to restore itself until it returned to its original appearance without any movement.
Zhao Ning walked out of the cave, wondering how to find a foreigner dancing with twin snakes in this vast Kyushu, and how to tell him that he was going to save the Golden Crow.
Even if Jinwu didn't say it, Zhao Ning also understood that Jinwu wanted to find this person for only one purpose, which was to escape from the shackles of the Heavenly Palace. He didn't know who had the ability to bind the ancient divine bird to the Heavenly Palace. Why? Want to bind the Golden Crow here?
Zhao Ning looked up at the sky. What secrets were there in the sky?
Ben was thinking, and suddenly a drop of water dripped from the clouds above his head. Zhao Ning subconsciously reached out to catch it, but it was not rain, but wine.
She was slightly startled, took two steps back, looked up, and saw a single thick cloud among the clouds that were neither high nor low. The clouds were as pure white as cotton, and there was a blurry figure sunk deep in the cotton. He was lying on his back. He was sipping wine in the clouds.
Zhao Ning thought it was the alcoholic Gao Zhenren, and wanted to leave directly, but the person above noticed her gaze, shook the wine gourd, and said drunkenly, "I'm sorry, little girl. "
"Master, do whatever you want." It was not the voice of Master Gao. This voice was extremely strange, but the cultivator who could control the clouds could only be Master Jindan.
There were dozens of hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Extreme Cold Palace. Zhao Ning didn't worry about it, he just slightly raised his hand and wanted to go back to his cave.
But I heard the man say "Hey" suddenly at this time. When Zhao Ning turned around, a sword was suddenly inserted three feet in front of Zhao Ning. Then the real person on the cloud floated down and lay down steadily. On the sword end.
He raised his head and took a sip of wine, then turned to look at Zhao Ning, "Little guy, why do you have the Yunsi Qianhuan Cloak on you."
Zhao Ning took two steps back, shocked in his heart. Yunsi Qianhuan Cloak had been hiding on his body. It had the properties of transformation and concealment, and few people could detect it.
The fluctuation on her face was not obvious, and she quickly looked at the other person. This real person was in ragged shape, wearing a worn-out Taoist robe, with several strips of cloth torn out from under the hem. There were even a few brightly colored patches on the robe, and his hair was even worse. He was as messy as a chicken coop, with clear stubble on his chin, and his face looked drunk, but his eyes were exceptionally clear and sharp.
Zhao Ning didn't feel any malice, as if he just asked casually out of curiosity.
"This is a gift from our elders."
"Oh? Really?" The real man stood up, holding a gourd in one hand and a sword in the other, casually like a slovenly vagabond. He leaned a little closer to Zhao Ning and looked at her sideways, "Qin Keyuan gave it to you. ?Are you his daughter?"
"..." Zhao Ning was speechless for a while, then lowered his eyes and said, "It's Senior Uncle Zhao Ning."
"Master uncle, which kind of master uncle is the kind of master uncle who is ranked in the realm of ordinary sect disciples, or the kind of master uncle who has the same lineage of inheritance?" Unexpectedly, this real person got to the bottom of the matter and came closer to Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning had no choice but to take a half step back and said "the former".
"Oh, that's just people from the same clan, no seniority." He came closer again, looked at Zhao Ning up and down, and then circled around Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning didn't know why he was entangled in this relationship. He stood quietly and asked, "I don't know the real person's name, but he seems to be very familiar with Master Qin."
"It's not that we are familiar with each other." After looking at it twice, he flashed and lay down on the big rock a few feet away. He held up the wine gourd and saluted the full moon from a distance, and then took a big sip. , finished drinking and sighed again, "I don't feel good, I don't feel good."
He glanced at Zhao Ning and said, "We just met him on the ancient battlefield by chance, and he robbed me of something."
Zhao Ning paused slightly. Although this real person's words conflicted with Qin Keyuan's, but he said it so casually and even with ridicule, it must not be malicious.
The vigilance in her heart dropped a little, and she moved closer to the real person. The weird-looking long sword was stuck on the ground. His palms were spread out and covered with calluses. They were obviously trained by practicing swordsmanship for many years. In addition, He faintly revealed his sharp temperament.
Zhao Ning thought, this is a sword cultivator.
But almost all the people in Jihan Palace practice ice and wind arts, and no one practices swordsmanship.
Zhao Ning's thoughts changed and she saluted the master, "Things that happened back then have already come to an end. Master Jian doesn't need to worry about it."
The real man paused for a moment while drinking, turned over and sat up, holding his elbows on his knees, stretching his neck to explore Zhao Ning, "You little girl, you have guessed all this."
"It's easy to guess." Zhao Ning said lightly, "I once heard that Jian Zhenren, a master in the Bianzhou cultivation world, went to Jihan Palace to cast his natal sword to seek Jihan's heart. To show his sincerity, he worked as a handyman in Jihan Palace."
Jian Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, I like what you said. It seems like I'm not such a scoundrel anymore."
Zhao Ning was speechless. He had never seen a real person say so directly that he was a scoundrel.
He held his chin, and hissed slightly when his palm was pricked by his own beard. He shook his hand subconsciously and looked at Zhao Ning, "Don't call me Jian Zhenren. It sounds so ugly. I don't know, I thought it was 'cheap'." . This real person will not change his name in practice and will not change his surname. Wan Jianzong Shi Yueze."
"I've met Master Shi." Zhao Ning changed her title accordingly.
But I heard him say again, "The little girl is here to see your uncle. It's so pitiful. I'm afraid your uncle won't be able to find her now."
Zhao Ning was silent, neither wanting to refute nor admit.
"Back then, a group of seven or eight of us went deep into the ancient battlefield during the foundation building period, and only three of us came out in the end. Later, we formed elixirs one after another, and this guy was the last to form elixirs, but within a few years, he used no secret technique to skyrocket. At the Nascent Soul stage. But what's the use? Kunxu hasn't explained the whole mess yet. He killed three more Nascent Soul Ancestors and got in there himself. I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of that damn place again. .”
When Zhao Ning heard what he said about Uncle Qin, she raised her eyes and looked very cold. Shi Yueze was stunned for a moment.
I heard Zhao Ning say, "Then what's the use of Master Shi drinking wine to relieve his sorrows? It's not like he can't get a very cold heart."
Shi Yueze took a breath of cold air, pointed at Zhao Ning and trembled, "You little girl actually attacked me like this."
Zhao Ning lowered her eyebrows and looked as usual, as if she was not the one who spoke just now.
Shi Yueze didn't know what to do for a while. He scratched the messy chicken coop and took another sip of wine.
"I'm not drinking to drown my sorrows because of my extremely cold heart. Why should I worry about that useless dead thing?"
Zhao Ning raised her eyes and looked up, then lowered her head calmly, "Oh, that's for Master Shuanglong. You have been in Jihan Palace for several years and have not been favored by Master Shuanglong."
Shi Yueze was really not calm now. He pointed at Zhao Ning and said "you, you, you" for a long time, and even jumped off the big rock and walked back and forth for several steps.
Then he suddenly appeared on Zhao Ning's side angrily, "How come you, little girl, have such a vicious mouth? If you know it, you will know it. You have to say it. I just made a few digs at Qin."
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes and said no more words.
Shi Yueze walked back and forth for more than a dozen times, drank several times of wine, his face turned red, and then he swayed back to the big rock.
"That's all, that guy is sitting..." Zhao Ning gave him a half-hearted look, and he choked back the word "hua", "...I don't care about a little girl like you."
Zhao Ning said no more, "In that case, Master Shi, drink slowly, I will go back to practice."
She turned around, but was stopped by Shi Yueze again, "Hey, little girl, what are you going to do? Didn't you say that I'm going to drink to relieve my sorrows? Sit down and talk to me to help me relieve my sorrows."
Zhao Ning was helpless. As soon as she turned around, she saw Shi Yueze sitting up and patting the place next to him.
Seeing that she didn't leave, Shi Yueze didn't insist, "Okay, you fairies will be particular and afraid of getting dirty."
He tilted his body to look at the moon, "Tell me, why did Shuangtaki suddenly decide to marry that demon clan of unknown origin? I have been sweeping every floating mountain in the Extreme Cold Palace. I'm so clean, and I give her the purest ice sculpture every day. Why isn't she touched at all? When there wasn't this monster clan of unknown origin, she would rather be close to her hypocritical junior brother than look at me. One glance.”
Shi Yueze didn't want to get Jihan, but wanted to get Shuanglong.
Zhao Ning sighed softly in her heart and said, "Why is the origin unknown? That demon clan is Xiao Lengtong's biological father..."
"So what, then the demon clan can be the father, but I can't be the father?" Shi Yueze replied directly.
Zhao Ning almost forgot what she was going to say for a moment, so she changed to another question and asked, "The master of Jihan Palace is the junior disciple of Master Shuanglong. He is cold and handsome, and has a high level, so naturally he is closer to her."
"Hey, you little girl, why are you mocking me now?" Shi Yueze suddenly stood up and stretched out his arms, as if to show himself to Zhao Ning, "Look, what's not so handsome about me? My cultivation level Where is it lower?”
"..." Zhao Ning didn't want to expose him.
Shi Yueze himself was actually clear in his heart, and he sat huddled on the big rock again, "Isn't it just that I am more than five thousand years old, and my cultivation level is one level behind, so what? A top-grade person like me who is less than two hundred years old There are several golden elixirs in the entire Kyushu. He, Zhanyou, was still a foundation-building kid when he was two hundred years old! His current youthful appearance is still maintained by the number of beauty elixirs he has eaten. Five thousand years old is nothing. Isn’t he two to three thousand years younger?”
Zhao Ning felt that she had heard some incredible gossip.
Remain silent and listen rather than speak.
Shi Yueze seemed to have countless words piled up in his stomach, and he talked for half an hour.
Finally, after taking the last sip of wine, he said, "I think back then, I met a goddess statue in the palace. I was so shocked that I was so shocked that I stayed under the statue of the goddess day and night, constantly carving small statues, just to carve the same image as the goddess. They have exactly the same charm. I carved thousands of small statues, and finally the goddess's consciousness came to the world. I thought this was the origin of my relationship with the goddess, but damn, I didn't expect it to end like this."
Zhao Ning covered her mouth slightly, maintaining a calm expression with some difficulty.
"Are you laughing?!"
Zhao Ning calmly withdrew her hand, "Master Shi saw it wrong."
Shi Yueze glanced at Zhao Ning suspiciously. He was so angry that he wanted to drink, but he couldn't pour out a drop. He lay on his back on the big stone in frustration, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Ning said, "Master Shi, even though Master Shuanglong is gone, you still have swords. It doesn't mean that all the swords are sword cultivators' wives. You should be more open-minded."
Shi Yueze rolled his eyes at her, raised his sword and pointed at Ning, "Burn this sword, do you want me to be your uncle's wife?"
After more than half an hour of Shi Yueze's nagging, Zhao Ning was already very calm about his inappropriate joke, and only calmly told Shi Yueze, "Master Shi, my uncle is not a sword cultivator. Besides, I have one more master and one less master. It doesn't make any difference." of."
I don't know which word touched Shi Yueze. He straightened up from the big stone with a start and looked at Zhao Ning hard again.
"Little girl, are you serious?"
