Venerable Hao Chu stood on the steps of the Heavenly Palace, leaning over to look at Zhao Ning, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Failed?"
"yes."
Zhao Ning said, "Someone destroyed the hidden passage to Jiuzhou."
Venerable Haochu glared, "Who! What bastard!"
"Yun Jinfan. The remnant soul in her body." Zhao Ning said coldly, "Tiangong must know about him."
Venerable Haochu's expression froze, "Is it him? He is the soul of Jiuzhou. As long as that little girl completes the soul for him, he can return to Jiuzhou under the guidance of heaven. Why destroy the passage of Jiuyou?" "
Why? Oh, to take revenge on Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning closed her eyes.
Venerable Haochu fell silent.
After a while, he said, "Zhao Ning, maybe, maybe we are too hasty."
"Don't be sad. Once you are promoted to Yuanshen, no one can stop you from going to Jiuzhou."
"As expected, you still have to take your time."
Venerable Haochu sighed, "Everything has its destiny, so we really can't rush it. Alas."
For some reason, Zhao Ning suddenly remembered the words on the cloud in the Falling Immortal Realm.
——"Because I want to break the deadlock in front of me." The clouds lost their wind and seemed to have stopped in the sky. Qin Keyuan looked down at her, "...but they were too anxious."
Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning, why did you unknowingly take the same urgent road and do the same urgent thing as Tiangong?
Zhao Ning lowered his eyes, then slowly stood up.
She said to Venerable Haochu, "Venerable Haochu, can you do Zhao Ning a favor?"
"Say." Venerable Haochu was gentle. He saw Ting Lan sleeping next to Zhao Ning at a glance, "Do you want Tiangong to take care of this falling immortal?"
"Yes." Zhao Ningzhi said, "She saved me with her life, and I didn't want anyone to die because of me. So I used a secret method to save her, but she lost all her cultivation."
"Zhao Ning, according to the rules of the Heavenly Palace, she will be sent back to the Fallen Immortal Realm."
Zhao Ning just looked at him calmly.
Venerable Haochu finally sighed, raised his hand, and listened to Lan Piaofiao flying into the heavenly palace.
"That's all, who asked for your request from Zhao Ning?"
Zhao Ning bowed and thanked him.
"thank you."
After Tiangong left, Zhao Ning helped Mingwei up.
"It's okay, benefactor, don't worry about the old man." Ming Wei smiled.
Zhao Ning said, "Thanks to Uncle Ming for this."
She took out a brocade box from the Palace of Silent Spirits. Inside the brocade box was a five-thousand-year-old soul-retaining grass.
"Zhao Ning has no repayment, so he can only take out this soul-solidifying grass for Ming Bo's soul training."
"This...this cannot be accepted..."
The underworld guard resisted, but he didn't want Hun Muzhou to say, "Me, me, and me."
Zhao Ning did not miss it and gave it a thousand-year-old wood spirit as a gift.
After bidding farewell to the underworld guards and the soul wooden boat, Zhao Ning left peacefully.
Mingwei looked at Zhao Ning's back from a distance and sighed.
"You have made arrangements for everyone, but what about yourself?"
*
Mangrove courtyard.
Zhao Ning stood without all emotion, but did not take even half a step forward.
The memory of the past in the courtyard was so hot that she didn't want to recall it, but she couldn't help but recall her uncle who was separated by two worlds.
At this moment, she was powerless and helpless, with nowhere to go and only focused on this place.
Once she was sober and sad, sad that her uncle pushed her towards the birth of a baby without authorization, and sad that her uncle used her heavenly way to lead her to the birth of a baby and forced her to enter Jiuzhou.
But Zhao Ning knew better than being sad.
She even wanted to question her uncle why he didn't even say goodbye and why he went to Jiuzhou with the will to die.
Now, Zhao Ning slowly fell to the bottom step, her expression was calm and indifferent. On the contrary, inside she wanted to cry like crazy, just like Ting Lan.
Until finally she propped up her legs, put her hands on her knees, buried her head in her palms, suppressing all her emotions.
The road to Jiuzhou disappeared.
She could only wait for the heavenly way of Jiuzhou to lead her, and then try to go to Jiuzhou when she finally transformed into a god and passed through the tribulation.
It's unclear how long this process will take, whether it's hundreds or thousands of years.
Although time seems to fly by on the road to spiritual practice, Zhao Ning is still less than a hundred years old from birth to now.
She didn't know how to spend a few or dozens of lives to gaze at the nine continents so far away.
Tears flow from my heart.
I don't know how long it took, the cool night wind blew by my side, and all the stars tonight were gone. Only one star in the east was lit. The starlight scattered on Zhao Ning's body, and her whole body was coated with a layer of silver light.
The silver light unknowingly drifted toward the back like smoke, gradually forming a shadow.
The tall and slender figure was sitting on the steps above, with one leg on the ground and the other slightly propped up. He was close behind Zhao Ning and quietly looked at Zhao Ning's curled up figure.
For a long time, he stretched out his hand to caress Zhao Ning's head.
Zhao Ning seemed to be calmer. After a few breaths, she slowly tilted her head from her palm, straightened up slightly, and turned her eyes to look at the shadow behind her.
His figure was not solid yet, shrouded in silvery light like moonlight. His brows stretched and he called out.
"Zhao Ning."
"Uncle Master." Zhao Ning murmured.
She was not surprised. She knew that this was the power that was placed in her body by her uncle when she was pregnant, but was forcibly stripped away by Zhao Ning and became a shadow guarding her behind.
He leaned forward slightly and rubbed the corners of Zhao Ning's eyes with his fingertips.
"Waiting for Uncle Master."
"Uncle Master is here to pick you up."
The corners of her eyes had never been wet, but they were slightly red at the moment.
"Come back from Jiuzhou?"
"Yes, come back."
At this moment, Zhao Ning closed her eyes slightly, but she didn't know what she was feeling in her heart.
There are probably some hidden expectations.
However, when she opened her eyes again, Zhao Ning slowly shook her head.
"I will go to Jiuzhou."
She said firmly, "Whether it's for practice or for other reasons."
"Zhao Ning." He murmured Zhao Ning's name.
"Uncle Master doesn't need to come back." She said stubbornly, "Uncle Master paid a huge price when he went to Jiuzhou. Tiangong didn't say it, but Zhao Ning could feel it. If Uncle Master does it again, Zhao Ning can still follow him. How long will it take for my uncle to die?"
"Zhao Ning doesn't want to."
"Zhao Ning wishes that our uncle will live forever."
"I hope that after all the changes, there will still be new records on the bookshelf of the Mangrove Courtyard."
He looked at Zhao Ning, his eyes hidden in the moonlight, but no one could question that there was something else besides Zhao Ning in those eyes.
It took a long, long time before he responded.
"good."
He leaned down again and got closer.
At such a distance, if he was not a shadow, he could probably feel each other's breath.
A gentle kiss fell on Zhao Ning's forehead.
"Uncle Master is waiting for you."
"Uncle Master is always by your side."
The silver light around the shadow spread out, and the figure turned into starlight.
Zhao Ning closed her eyes, and a tear finally fell down.
How many years will it be before we meet again?
Chapter 266
Zhao Ning sat outside the mangrove courtyard for seven days.
On the seventh day, Zhao Ning heard the summons from the Heavenly Palace.
In the main hall, Venerable Haochu stood at the top, and everyone who went to Jiuyou stood below, plus Jiang Yao.
Zhao Ning entered the Heavenly Palace. Everyone looked back at Zhao Ning, with complex emotions in their expressions.
Until someone rushed in from the side door of the hall.
"Master Shen! Master Shen!"
