"The real person is joking." Zhao Ning glanced at everyone here, then looked at Wei Shuo, "Isn't Jiang Yao with you?"
Both Wei Shuo and Gao Zhenren were stunned. Wei Shuo was a little sad, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, he, he was drawn into the seal crack by the Black Water River. I'm afraid he is in serious danger."
Gao Zhenren sighed, "This matter is my fault. Although I used the Qiankun Ruyi Gourd to collect all the black water on the surface, I still need Jiang Yao's Heaven and Earth Ruler to help seal the crack, but I don't want to seal it at the last moment. The black water's counterattack actually sucked Jiang Yao in, and the force of the seal could not be stopped, so we could only watch as he disappeared into the crack in the seal."
Zhao Ning also fell silent.
Under the cover of his sleeves, Judge Bi couldn't seem to sense Jiang Yao's breath.
I don’t know if Jiang Yao died unfortunately, or... he went to the legendary Nine Netherworld.
"Jiang Daoyou's luck is extraordinary. Maybe this will be his chance." Zhao Ning said.
Gao Zhenren shook his head slightly, "I hope so."
Zhao Ning said goodbye to them, but did not leave directly in the clouds. She walked to the small town at the foot of Houwei Mountain. The town was not in chaos because of the natural disaster. Everything was in order, as before.
She arrived in front of a small courtyard and appeared in the courtyard in a flash of light.
The window of the room in the courtyard was open. Meng Congyi was resting his chin with one hand sadly, and was distracted. The sudden appearance of a figure frightened Meng Congyi, but then he was overjoyed. After a few steps, he opened the door and came out. It seemed like he was about to pounce on Zhao Ning like before, but he felt a little embarrassed and resentful.
"You... why are you here?" Meng Congyi felt angry and aggrieved as soon as he said the words, "Zhao Ning, we finally escaped from the Demon King's Mansion, why did you send me to Xuanfeng again? .”
She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Ning, "Zhao Ning, should I hate you?"
Zhao Ning showed no emotion and just asked, "Then do you still want to leave now?"
"I..." Meng Congyi blurted out one word, but suddenly didn't know what to say. She twirled her fingers, lowered her head and took two steps back and forth, "Actually, Xuanfeng has been kind to me during this period. Living here I don’t have to suffer the weird looks from those demon tribes, Xuanfeng also said that he would take me to the human cultivation world for a while, and then go to the ordinary world to see it."
She looked at Zhao Ning suddenly, "Zhao Ning, tell me, am I possessed by Xuan Feng? Otherwise, all I could think of was benefits. But I heard that my physique actually requires me to come into contact with many powerful people. They... make friends with them, and you can't stick to the steps, so that you can achieve the great truth. Isn't it... too depraved for me to be like this..."
Zhao Ning asked, "Then do you think your cultivation is stagnant now and your state of mind is shaky?"
Meng Congyi shook his head blankly.
"Perhaps, this way of cultivation is suitable for you, maybe. Your physique does not necessarily mean that you need to meet everyone and fall in love with one, or you do not necessarily have to bring all the strong men under your skirt. It is just a type of physique, a real right to choose. It’s up to you.”
Meng Congyi seemed to understand.
Zhao Ning finally said, "If one day you feel that being around Xuanfeng will delay your practice, I think he will let you go."
She raised her eyes and saw a figure standing with arms folded in the shadow of the courtyard.
Meng Congyi suddenly smiled, and then pulled Zhao Ning's sleeves as if to clear up the suspicion, "We are obviously the same age, why do you know so much."
Zhao Ning just smiled lightly.
After a while, Zhao Ning said, "It's time for me to go."
Meng Congyi was surprised and wanted to keep Zhao Ning, "Where are you going?"
Zhao Ning had no idea, "Just take a walk, or find a peaceful place to retreat."
"Then will we meet again?"
"Will do."
Zhao Ning turned around and left. When she left the courtyard, she paused and looked at the Xuanfeng disguised as an ordinary bird on the wall of the courtyard.
She heard a "thank you" in her ears.
Zhao Ning didn't respond and drove away in the clouds.
Why thank her? She just didn't want to plant hidden dangers and have another "Ye Ziying" appear.
Chapter 207
Twenty years later, the Arctic Sea.
The sea here is three thousand miles away from the east coast of the Chengxuan Cultivation World and five thousand miles away from the northwest coast of the Bianzhou Cultivation World. Although the sea water is still bitingly cold, it does not have the year-round ice-covered scene of the extreme northern sea.
At noon that day, the clouds were dark, the sea was windy and rough, and the water was turbulent. Even the spiritual ship of the cultivator could not sail smoothly.
"Quick, quick, strengthen the floating formation at the stern of the ship, the ship is going to sink!"
"We are both going to run out of real energy. This formation has no effect at all, senior brother, but you bought a low-quality formation disk again!"
"It would be great to have a low-quality array! Just hold on a little longer, and we will make a fortune when we get ashore! Just keep on holding on!"
"No, I can't hold on anymore! Ah!"
A big wave hit, and the entire spirit boat was thrown hundreds of feet high.
"Quick, get off the ship! Sword!"
Someone shouted loudly in the big waves. Every cultivator on the boat was equipped with a sword, but no one except him was wielding a sword.
Seeing that the high-flying spirit boat was swept up by the big waves and lost its direction, under the impact of the big waves, a small island appeared in front of them. There was only a solitary mountain on the island, and the mountain wall was slightly steep. The big waves directly took them with the spirit boat. Crash towards the mountain wall.
The power of the sea makes it seem impossible for them to break free even if they have reached the level of foundation building.
The mountain wall was no longer three feet away from them, but they still did not rise with their swords. Instead, they held their swords in their arms, protecting them extremely powerfully and strangely.
"Don't bump into your face!"
I don’t know who shouted before the impact. The cultivators were just waiting to impact the mountain wall, but found that the big wave that was about to retreat rushed up again, and the wave strangely picked up them and dragged them back. .
Someone looked at the situation with one eye closed, breathed a sigh of relief, and patted the sword on his chest...
"It's okay."
"Well, I feel like something is wrong, ah!!!"
The next moment, the wave rolled up again and threw them all onto the beach.
In an instant, the spirit boat and the five cultivators were stranded on the beach, and the five cultivators ate mouthfuls of sand.
He got up with a confused look on his face. His first reaction was not to spit out the sand in his mouth, but to touch the sword in his arms with great nervousness.
"As long as my wife is fine."
"Yes, yes, fortunately, my wife is fine. Bah, bah, bah, what is that talking about?"
The cultivator who had called for the sword before flew down from the sky. Although he looked a little embarrassed in the big waves, he looked much better than the several people who were already in tatters on the ground.
Looking at the performance of these people, he just wanted to roll his eyes.
"Look at your current state. As for it, it's just a sword. You really treat me as a wife."
But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, he was ridiculed by several cultivators on the beach, "Xu Feng, you can't become a sword cultivator like this! You must not have gone to the last sermon given by Jian Zhenren, and missed the high-level, thought-provoking, and meaningful A profound argument.”
"Indeed, it's no wonder that your cultivation is still at an early stage of foundation building. Not only that, but you can only realize three sword intentions."
Xu Feng was not angry when he heard his fellow apprentices ridiculing him. In fact, he had been angry for a long time. Along with these fellow apprentices who were stunned by practicing swordsmanship and practicing demons, he had heard such remarks too many times. Although he I was shaken once, but when I thought of choosing a wife between the cold sword and the warm fairy, I'm sorry, the fairy is so beautiful.
Looking at the five people on the ground wiping their swords without any image, he glanced at Jin Lin's long sword and said strangely, "Junior brother Jin, your wife's headdress is missing."
Jin Lin was stunned and looked at his sword, only to realize that the spike on the long sword was missing.
His face immediately fell, "Oh no, A Yin is going to be angry. No, I have to go to the sea to look for him." After saying that, he got up and jumped into the sea.
Xu Feng was stunned, but the next moment, he saw a spiritual light emerging from the sea water. When he looked closely, it was a sword spike wrapped in a spiritual ball.
"Junior Brother Jin, don't jump. It's over there."
Jin Lin also saw it, but the spirit ball was not a spell cast by him at all. He was shocked, but he didn't want to lose his "wife's headdress". He waded into the water and wanted to snatch the sword spike back, but he didn't think about it. The spiritual ball suddenly moved and flew high in an instant, passing him by the wrong way.
He was shocked, "Daughter-in-law, your headdress has been robbed!"
While screaming, he moved his hand, and the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, chasing the spirit ball.
Although this man's words were unreliable at all, the attack of the long sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo. It drove straight in and burst out of the air. The sound of the wind was superimposed, which was very majestic. However, the next moment, the spiritual light ball fell into a slender body. When it was in the palm of his hand, the long sword suddenly stopped in the air, and then fell straight down without any pause.
"daughter in law!"
Jin Lin shouted, lunged forward, and finally held the sword in his arms. He knelt on the ground and slid for a long time before he could steady himself.
He was so shocked that he even forgot to "coax" his precious "wife" and only raised his eyes tremblingly.
The woman had an immortal appearance, was cold and delicate, and had an absolute temperament. She only glanced at the sword spike. There was a token hanging above the sword spike. Her eyes moved from the sword spike to the kneeling Jin Jin who was kneeling stiffly below. Forest.
Jin Lin felt unprecedented pressure.
The corners of his mouth moved in a murmur, as if he had realized what state the other party was in, Master Jin Dan.
But with just this brief glance, he didn't dare to say anything.
But I heard the woman ask, "How does Jian Zhenren preach?"
Jin Lin never thought that the real person was asking such an incomprehensible sentence. He subconsciously responded, "Zhenren Jian said that if you practice swordsmanship throughout your life, you should never leave your body with the sword. The sword is what you practice in practice, and you use the sword when you cast spells. You need to find the way to find the way." It is also a sword. The sword is so important. It must be cherished like a daughter-in-law. It must be coaxed and held all the time, and it must be warmed with spiritual power all the time. Only in this way can we become one with the sword. I and the sword, you There is me in you, and you are in me.”
The first half is normal, but the second half is a metaphor.
"Jian Zhenzhen...you can only say this after drinking a lot of fake wine..."
"Um, it's not fake wine. I heard it was the authentic Qianmengyi from Jihan Palace. That day, Master Jian had a good time and drank three large pots. It wasn't much, just three kilograms." Junior Brother Jin told the situation very honestly. , he really didn’t understand what Zhao Ning meant.
This only made Zhao Ning even more speechless.
After what happened in Nether City, Zhao Ning left the Netherworld of Cultivation alone.
Walking all the way, it was boring. We only landed on such a small island. When we saw an abandoned cave on the island, we simply stayed here to practice. This practice lasted twenty years. For cultivators, in a blink of an eye in twenty years, the lifespan of the golden elixir realm can reach more than 800 years. If supplemented by elixirs, elixirs, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, secret techniques, etc., it is possible to live to a thousand years old. possible.
Even though Zhao Ning's lifespan has been halved, twenty years have allowed her to consolidate her cultivation and take a step further. With the help of Qingmi Tea, all bottlenecks have been cleared.
A few days ago, Zhao Ning's cultivation had just entered the middle stage of the Golden Core. If it weren't for the fact that there was very little spiritual energy left in the world that could be gathered on this island, and the recovery speed of spiritual weapons was far slower than what Zhao Ning needed, she might have to wait until she reached the level of cultivation. It comes only after reaching Consummation, but there are too few such holy places for cultivation.
Zhao Ning sensed the situation at sea as soon as she came out of seclusion. By chance, she heard about Shi Yueze's unreliable behavior. When she asked this question, she wanted to verify that Shi Yueze had drunk too much to talk nonsense like this. But he didn't want these stupid swordsmen to take his words as an imperial edict.
While thinking, Jin Lin stared longingly at Zhao Ning's hand, obviously wanting to get back the "wife's headdress".
His behavior was too straightforward and disrespectful. Xu Feng immediately stepped forward and apologized to Zhao Ning, "Your Majesty, I am really disrespectful, but this sword spike is indeed owned by Junior Brother Jin. If I don't have any other use for it, can you?" Give it back to my junior brother?"
Of course Zhao Ning is useless, even if it was useful she wouldn't take it like this.
I just want to see if the identity token says Wan Jian Sect, and whether these unreliable swordsmen are from the No. 1 Sword Sect that is feared and envied by the entire Kyushu.
Zhao Ning did not make it difficult for them. She stretched out her hand, and the sword tassel floated from her hand to Jin Lin. Junior Brother Jin immediately straightened up, caught the sword tassel eagerly, and then strung the sword tassel again in an extremely cautious manner. Returning to the hilt of the sword, Xu Feng wanted to roll his eyes at that attitude.
He endured it and offered his hand to Zhao Ning again, "I didn't know that the real person was here and disturbed the real person's Qingxiu. It was our carelessness. Please forgive me."
Zhao Ning naturally wouldn't blame them. She raised her eyes and glanced at the spirit ship. The spirit ship hit the rock, but its surface was still intact. It was just that there were many holes in the formation. Different spiritual lights collided with each other, creating a chaotic atmosphere. Brilliance.
