Zhao Ning looked at him, "I heard the news that Yang Shen Tianzun has appeared in Yangzhou recently, but I am curious, wondering if this old friend has appeared in this world."
"You... don't talk nonsense!" Ye Feng was furious. He seemed to be insulted by Zhao Ning's words, "You were the one who destroyed the passage to Kyushu back then. Who wouldn't know better than you that I am trapped here."
He stared at Zhao Ning and suddenly snorted, "If you want to kill me, just do it directly. Just think that I, Ye Feng, am the smartest person in my life and capsized in the gutter."
Zhao Ning turned around indifferently and walked away, leaving only one sentence for him, "Ye Feng, three thousand years of atonement, one less year is all about being kind to you, please think about it."
After she finished speaking, the figure disappeared. Ye Feng was furious, but he had no choice. Countless causes and effects in the Yangshen realm were entangled with him. As long as his soul was immortal, death would be a relief for him.
He clenched his fists, seemed to think of something, and disappeared.
Zhao Ning stood under the fake wooden structure. He didn't know when the fake wooden structure appeared on the mountain peak again. The nine-story green wood trial tower looked at it again. His mood seemed to be even more different from before.
At this moment, Zhao Ning could obviously sense that there was a spirit in the tower, and it was calling her.
Zhao Ning came here at the invitation, and she knew clearly that the nine-story Aoki Trial Tower did not belong to Kyushu.
But he saw a little baby with a red bellyband sliding down the high branch and bowing to Zhao Ning in a mocking manner.
“It’s really amazing to see old friends who haven’t seen each other for so many years, but they don’t expect to see each other now.”
Zhao Ning nodded slightly, "Are you the tower spirit of the nine-story Aoki Trial Tower?"
"Exactly." The little doll said with a smile, "I am not a creature in the Yangshen realm. Now I have to meet an old friend, so I can talk about old times with an old face."
Zhao Ning didn't seem to be in a mood with her for a long time. She just looked at it and asked, "You are not a spiritual creature from Kyushu... Zhongzhou."
The little baby seemed to be pleasantly surprised by Zhao Ning's question and said quickly, "Exactly."
"There are remains of sect disciples in the trial tower. You are in the trial realm of a certain sect." Zhao Ning's words were plain and the statement was revealing.
The little baby smiled and said, "My old friend is really smart. Exactly, my sect is called Lingya Sect. In Kuozhou, I have been a disciple of the inner and outer sect for tens of thousands of years."
Kuozhou?
Zhao Ning raised her hand and pointed, and saw a stone table suddenly appeared under the fake wooden structure, with futons placed on both sides of the stone table.
The little doll suddenly understood, "Look at the way I treat guests. Come on, speak slowly."
As he spoke, he spontaneously moved towards the stone table. The two of them stood on either side of the stone table. The little kid raised his hand and saw a tea set appearing on the stone table.
He stood up and filled the cup for Zhao Ning, "Come, have a taste of the spiritual tea I brought back from Lingya Sect."
Zhao Ning picked up the spirit tea and took a sip. The tea was mellow and had a long-lasting fragrance, soothing her restless mood.
She praised, "Good tea."
The little doll smiled and said, "Lingya Sect's Tea Kuozhou is unique, and there is also a powerful person in the sect who can use tea to enter Taoism, which is rare in the world."
Zhao Ning thought of the mirages that fell into the Immortal Realm, and the first one was Lingya Sect.
"I don't know what to call you." Zhao Ning put down the teacup.
The little doll smiled and said, "The spirit of Lingbao naturally has the same name as Lingbao, so just call me Qingmu."
"Fellow Taoist Qingmu came to find me..." Zhao Ning paused and looked at Qingmu, "I want to return to Kuozhou Lingya Sect."
For some reason, Aoki always felt that the old friend in front of him spoke softly, with a slight sense of oppression, which seemed to be different from the old friend who broke into the nine-story trial tower, which made people feel a little confused.
But Qingmu was already aroused by Zhao Ning's words. He couldn't help but stand up. The little doll's body was only half taller than the desk. "Living in the realm of Yangshen, not only did he fail to complete the sect's instructions, he also had the power to reach the sky." It’s getting weaker and weaker, so it’s better to go back.”
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes, "Then do you know how to get to Jiuzhou?"
Aoki was stunned for a moment, then asked strangely, "I can go back directly if I enter the Yuan Shen. Why do I still have this question?"
His eyes swept across Zhao Ning's body, and then he smiled and said, "Don't worry, old friend. With the specialness of old friend, this Yuan Shen will definitely be able to achieve it. It only takes a few thousand years."
After Qingmu finished speaking, he saw that Zhao Ning was still in his original state, but the cup in his hand that had been filled with tea was spinning around.
"In this case, fellow Taoist Qingmu might as well tell me about these Nine Continents."
Aoki suddenly realized, "This is nature."
He poured another cup of tea for Zhao Ning and said slowly, "This Jiuzhou, formerly known as Yuyu Jiuchongtian, has been the world since ancient times. There are nine continents in total, one is Zhongzhou and the other is Xianzhou. , the third is Congzhou, the fourth is Gengzhou, the fifth is Suizhou, the sixth is Kuozhou, the seventh is Xianzhou, the eighth is Shenzhou, and the ninth is Chengzhou.”①
"Kuozhou is a vast territory, tens of thousands of miles away, with numerous caves and sects like stars. However, our Lingya Sect does not occupy the land for cultivating the caves, but we can still be ranked among the top ten in Kuozhou, which is unparalleled."
He looked at Zhao Ning and said, "If you are interested, my old friend, I can take you to Lingya Sect when you go to Jiuzhou. Our Lingya Sect will definitely welcome you."
"have what?"
Upon hearing this question, Aoki was surprised for a moment, "I treat you as an elder. Old friends, please rest assured that what I, Aoki, said was not exaggerated."
"Yeah." Zhao Ning responded meaninglessly.
Then he asked again, "Fellow Taoist Qingmu said that he was living in Yangshen Realm because of the sect's instructions?"
Aoki hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhao Ning a few times, and seeing that Zhao Ning didn't seem to want to take back the question, he spoke briefly.
"In fact, there is nothing to hide." Qingmu thought carefully, "We and other Heavenly Spirit Treasures, even if they are in this world, must have the inheritance of Taoism. This is the case for our nine-story Qingmu Trial Tower."
The implication is that it is the inheritance of Lingya Sect's orthodoxy.
"Ye Feng is your chosen successor?"
The nine-story green wood trial tower is different from the Yangshen realm, but it is hidden deep in Kyushu for inheritance and will not leave Kyushu. This can only mean that someone has manipulated it.
Aoki's brows twitched for a moment, "I've never chosen him, he's just cheating!"
In disguise, Zhao Ning was not wrong. Even though Aoki was unwilling to pass on the Taoism to Ye Feng, Ye Feng still accepted the inheritance.
The nine-story Aoki Trial Tower is bound to Ye Feng to some extent.
Zhao Ning stood up, Qingmu paused, and approached with short legs, "Is this old friend leaving?"
"Someone was sent to the Yangshen Realm a while ago?" Qingmu saw that Zhao Ning didn't mean to break up on bad terms, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that there is such a thing, but I'm just As for the Tower of Trials, I don’t care much unless someone enters the tower. Since my old friend said this, I will figure out where this person is for you.”
"Thank you."
Aoki counted with his fingers, but was stunned, "This... this person seems to be at Ye Feng's place."
Zhao Ning looked back at the sky, which was the direction she met Ye Feng when she entered.
I heard Qingmu say again, "It is high in the sky. Ye Feng built a palace on the clouds, which is probably the direction you are looking at."
Zhao Ning nodded and the person disappeared. Qingmu looked at the sky and murmured, "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, don't hurt me."
Somewhere high in the sky, there are layers of clouds and mist. If you peel back the surface, you can see a palace hidden in the clouds. Upon closer inspection, it is somewhat similar to the Heavenly Palace, but even more crude.
Zhao Ning stepped on the clouds and approached step by step. The palace door was closed, but the sounds inside could not be concealed.
"How about it? Listen to Fairy Lan, everything I said is true. I have been trapped in this Yangshen realm for hundreds of years. In order to prove my soul, everything I do is not easy. Fairy also sees it." Ye Feng sighed, " I, Ye Feng, don’t just get a word from the fairy. Everything the fairy wants to know is in this jade slip. I can give it to the fairy directly, and the fairy will give me a word at the same time. How about it?"
There was silence in the palace for a moment.
At this time, a line of sight saw Zhao Ning through the palace gate.
Zhao Ning approached in small steps without any hurry, which seemed to Ye Feng to urge him to die.
He tried to keep his tone steady, but he still couldn't suppress his hurried emotions, "If the fairy doesn't believe it, you can open the jade slip first."
"Are you... serious?" came another suspicious and hoarse female voice, Ting Lan's voice but it was obviously ruined.
"Seriously, my sincerity is not adulterated at all."
There was another moment of silence, but then there was the sound of a small object hitting the ground.
"Tianzun Yangshen, don't try to trick me!" Listening to Lan's voice, his voice became even hoarse, "If you really wanted to benefit the souls of the Yangshen Realm, there would be no thousands of people in the Yangshen Realm who died and only their souls remained. Tragedy, you want to keep your mouth shut, you want to prove that you are Ye Feng's true heart, but no matter which Ye Feng it is, those tragedies are all driven by your own hands. The cause and effect is yours, and the debt is yours, but you Trying to divide it is a joke!”
"You!" After being refuted by Ting Lan, Ye Feng seemed to be questioned at the top of the nine-story Aoki Trial Tower again. He was furious. With a move of his palm, he gathered the magic light.
Ting Lan seemed to be prepared to die without any fear. He even raised his neck, closed his eyes, and simply accepted Ye Feng's anger.
At this moment, the palace door slowly opened, opening inch by inch. The light from outside the palace poured into the interior from the gap, changing from weak to strong, and at one moment it was extremely dazzling.
The mana gathered in Ye Feng's palm was forcibly trapped in his hand.
His face turned ferocious in an instant, and there was no need to turn around. Old Demon and Ye Feng overlapped, one facing forward, Ting Lan, and the other, Zhao Ning, coming in from behind.
The light dimmed around Zhao Ning, and she stood on the steps, looking at them indifferently with her hands behind her hands.
At this moment, Ye Feng felt a sense of oppression from above, and for a moment he felt that the situation was reversed.
"Shen Zhen... Master Shen! You have become a Nascent Soul!" Ting Lan shouted in surprise, but her voice became shrill and harsh, and she couldn't help but cough.
Ye Feng pointed at Zhao Ning and said, "You have just been promoted to Nascent Soul. If I want, I can stop the transformation now and stop you from being so arrogant!"
Zhao Ning didn't say anything, but slowly walked down the steps step by step. Ye Feng panicked for no reason and actually took two steps back.
Until Zhao Ning stood in the center of the hall, she looked at Ye Feng and said, "You will never achieve Yuan Shen..."
"You..." Ye Feng was furious, as if he was about to break his spirit to kill Zhao Ning.
But he didn't want Zhao Ning to continue what he said before, "...even if it means getting a seal from fate."
Ye Feng's eyes condensed, and his rage seemed to be stuck.
Zhao Ning walked calmly past him and walked to Ting Lan. Ting Lan slumped on the ground and subconsciously turned her head. The gauze on her head was also covered up, not wanting Zhao Ning to see her ruined body. face.
Li Zeyang tried hard to get Ting Lan, but then he saw that Ting Lan's appearance was completely ruined. At this moment, half of her face was red, half of her face was ulcerated, and she didn't look the same as before.
Zhao Ning didn't say much, she just stretched out her hand towards Ting Lan. Ting Lan was stunned, looked at Zhao Ning, and then at her outstretched hand. Zhao Ning made a slight gesture to pull her up.
Tinglan's eyes turned red for a moment, but she still wrapped half of her face in gauze before following Zhao Ning's strength and stood up.
She shrank her head and stood beside Zhao Ning.
Ye Feng then said, "What do you mean, do you know the truth about becoming a god?"
"What if you know, so what if you don't know." Zhao Ning said indifferently, his eyes swept across the palace, and then fixed on Ye Feng, "Your Excellency, you seem to be living a comfortable life in this day of forgiveness."
Ye Feng realized something and suddenly woke up. His aura surged. The Old Demon and Ye Feng merged into one for an instant. The next moment, heavy black light rose up around him. In the black light, he really had a ferocious appearance with two heads and four arms.
Ting Lan felt the suffocating pressure and subconsciously moved behind Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning stood there, motionless, looking at him calmly as if watching another farce.
The next moment, the entire palace began to collapse, and everything turned into pieces. As Ye Feng gathered his magic with both arms, he raised the magic seal to the highest place, and the other two held a long silver spear.
In an instant, the distance between them suddenly widened, but Zhao Ning and Ting Lan were at the center of the chaos. With the rotation of the high-altitude seals, all the fragments of the palace became the sharpest offensive.
"go to hell!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand suddenly shot up with thousands of shadows, and the killing power appeared in every corner of the chaos.
"Shen... Master Shen..." Ting Lan called out involuntarily.
