The seven venerables all sensed that their own deaths were imminent. Yes, that was the impending catastrophe. There were no surprises.
"Is it because of the Shixu Period?" Zhao Ning murmured and asked.
"There is no other possibility." Venerable Haochu said, "Since the Kunxu Rebellion, it has become clear that there are loopholes in the Shixu. The invasion of the heavenly demons will happen sooner or later. When the heavenly demons arrive, the great purge will come."
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes. Perhaps hundreds of years had not allowed her to immediately feel the despair of approaching catastrophe, but she could tell whether what the three venerables said was true or false.
Venerable Hongde said, "This road may be Jiuzhou's retreat."
"If everything starts over, it will take tens of thousands of years to recover. It will be very difficult to have such an opportunity again."
What Venerable Hongde said was correct. Zhao Ning was forced to press all kinds of questions in his heart for a while, and faced even heavier pressure from the overall situation.
"Three hundred years will come soon." Venerable Haochu said, "We will go to the entrance of Shixu a hundred years in advance to prepare and recruit Ning. By then, all the high-grade golden elixirs in Jiuzhou will be dispatched, and no one can escape. . If we send some cultivators to Jiuzhou when the time of ruins comes, they will become the seeds of Jiuzhou."
"I know." Zhao Ning replied quickly, with a sense of powerlessness hidden in her words, "Zhao Ning was too inquisitive."
Venerable Hongde smiled and approached Zhao Ning. He exuded a kind of comforting power, "It doesn't matter, little friend Zhao Ning, without you, we wouldn't even have this chance. You are our most important person." Important seeds.”
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes, but there were no words from Venerable Ying Hongde.
"Okay, Venerable Hongde." Leng Shuanglong interrupted softly, "I think Zhao Ning also knows about it, so we'd better not delay Zhao Ning any longer."
"Yes, go practice quickly." Venerable Hongde said gently.
Zhao Ning bowed slightly to them and left without saying anything.
After Zhao Ning left the Heavenly Palace, the three of them still stood there. Venerable Hongde sighed slightly, and Venerable Haochu said again, "If she hadn't experienced the ruins of time, she wouldn't understand."
"In three hundred years, Kyushu will also begin to prepare."
Everyone said no more, and the magnificent Heavenly Palace was gradually hidden in the sea of clouds.
Zhao Ning fell from the Heavenly Palace, and her heart seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She originally wanted to explore the mystery of her uncle's first move, but she didn't expect that a deeper threat would be involved. Those feelings of guilt for her uncle were suppressed abruptly. Zhao Ning knew her own strength. So humble that even the qualifications for guilt seem ridiculous.
It was the first time that she fell into such a deep powerlessness. She landed at the foot of the Thousand Tough Mountains, without control of the air or flying. She walked slowly on foot. This movement could probably calm her thoughts completely.
I don’t know how many months have passed since I walked down the Qianren Mountains step by step and took Zhao Ning out of the vast Qianren Mountains.
For Master Yuanying, time seems to be timeless. Zhao Ning can only use this method to inquire into his mind.
Every step is like questioning yourself.
After walking out of the Qianren Mountains, the excitement of Kunxu faintly emerged, but Zhao Ning seemed not to be aware of it. She walked step by step along the trail out of the mountain, and soon she saw many people scattered at an entrance to the mountain.
Some of these people are casual cultivators, and some are disciples of the sect who have formed a team to practice.
Zhao Ning passed through them silently, there was no movement from Zhao Ning, and they couldn't even notice Zhao Ning. It wasn't until Zhao Ning walked past them that the sound of unmasked footsteps suddenly woke them up. Someone was passing by them.
Some people looked at Zhao Ning warily, while others did not sense the pressure and were just curious about why Zhao Ning came out of Qianren Mountains empty-handed.
Some people were overthinking it. Looking at Zhao Ning's sinking expression, they thought that Zhao Ning had just escaped from a disaster in the Qianren Mountains and was still panicking.
But these views did not last long. When Zhao Ning was three feet away from them, some movement around them caught their attention. In a moment of trance, this memory about Zhao Ning became irrelevant and gradually disappeared. .
Some people just glanced at Zhao Ning briefly without paying any further attention, or they had more urgent things waiting for him.
"It has been several months, and the Qianren Mountain Range has returned to calm again, but there is no news about Brother Shang, which is really unsettling." The young man's voice was quite familiar.
But it just passed by Zhao Ning's ear.
Several casual cultivators sat around under the big tree, some were deep in meditation, and some were extremely worried.
"Little friend Guo, please relax. To survive in the world of cultivation, no news is the best news."
Guo Chun was the youngest among this group of casual cultivators, but he sighed as if he was looking at the endless mountains.
"That's what I said, but I heard that with the techniques practiced by Brother Shang, even if he has the Foundation Establishment Pill, he will have a narrow escape. Even if he is not trapped in the Ziming Little Secret Realm, but finds a Foundation Establishment, he will still be able to survive." It’s a crisis.”
After saying this, the others also hesitated.
"That's true. We entered Kunxu from Dajing Kingdom and spent nearly five years in Lingwu Forest. Fellow Daoist Shang is the strongest and most talented. From the third level of Qi training to the Great Perfection of Qi training, I am If it weren't for Brother Shang, we might not be able to stand here now."
Someone echoed, and the young man became more determined. He stood up and said, "No matter what, I have to go to the Ziming Little Secret Realm again. I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die."
"Yes, no matter what, we have to pull the person out."
Everyone hit it off immediately, got up together, and were about to go to the Qianren Mountains, when they heard a laugh coming from the Qianren Mountains.
"Hahaha, I, Shang Xia, must really be a corpse. Why do I have to be pulled out of the stone by you?"
This voice... several casual cultivators were startled and then overjoyed.
"Brother Shang!"
As several people were preparing to greet him, they felt a vague pressure, and suddenly they were even more surprised and envious.
"Brother Shang, you have established a foundation."
"by chance."
"congratulations."
Zhao Ning had already walked far away, probably at the edge of the gathering area. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. For the first time, he separated a trace of consciousness from his own state of mind and slowly turned back.
Taking a look from a distance, the man wrapped in congratulations and envy was the monk who Zhao Ning had seen in the mine.
After the hazy smoke and dust on his body was removed, he actually looked quite handsome, and his facial features became more and more similar.
Xu Zhao Ning's gaze was not concealed, and she did not use the power of the Nascent Soul Realm. Then Shang Xia sensed something, raised his head and glanced around, wandering for a moment, and found Zhao Ning's position. He looked a little confused. Looking at Zhao Ning, he seemed to be identifying who Zhao Ning was. He probably did not pull out the impression of Zhao Ning from his memory, nor did he sense Zhao Ning's hostility, so he nodded calmly towards Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning withdrew her gaze. She turned and left without delving into the resemblance.
The excited voices behind him continued.
"Congratulations to Brother Shang. Now you have established a foundation in your twelfth year. However, you have a rare talent. In a few days, Kunxu Immortal Recruiting Order will surely lead you to the top. You should take care of your brothers then."
"Hahaha, it's easy to talk about. Shang has had better luck since he was a child. My grandfather said that I was blessed by the gods and was lucky."
The people around did not listen to Shang Xia's words. To them, Shang Xia was just being humble.
But they didn't know that the person who was about to leave in the distance suddenly paused. Zhao Ning turned around again, her eyes fell on Shang Xia again, and she looked at him more carefully.
In a daze, I finally found the source of the spiritual resemblance in the dusty memory.
Shang Xia glanced at Zhao Ning again in confusion. He didn't know why he repeatedly attracted the other party's attention. Seeing that Zhao Ning's expression was dull, it was too abrupt to ask Zhao Ning like this, so he bowed his hands to Zhao Ning from afar.
Seeing his actions, the casual cultivators around him followed him with confusion. Seeing Zhao Ning, they were slightly surprised. They looked at each other, but felt that they had no clue, so they held their hands like Shang Xia from afar.
Zhao Ning nodded slightly, said no more, and walked away.
No one heard the slight murmur on her lips.
"Shang...Shang...it turns out to be Shang's family."
This "Shang" surname was unfamiliar to Zhao Ning but left a deep impression on him. It was just like an interlude at the moment and could not cause too many waves.
It is not difficult to enter the ruins of the stars. When the strange leaves fall, they form a small boat, which is enlarged to the size that a person can stand. When the leaves fall, they enter a space that seems real and virtual.
Lakes are scattered on the earth. The lake water is pure and clear, like a mirror. There are no stars, no moon, and no sun in this space, but it does not appear dim at all. Thousands of light filaments in the sky hang down numerously, with different lengths, some hanging down for thousands of years. Some of them are no more than three or four feet tall, and the light strands appear like water flow until the tail end gradually disappears.
After careful observation, I suddenly noticed that those light strands did not appear out of thin air, but seeped out from invisible and shadowless branches.
Zhao Ning stood on the boat and looked at it for a long time, but did not sense any threat or murderous intention. He tentatively approached the hanging light thread and reached out to touch it, but he only felt a slight coolness, as if a stream of water was flowing through his palm. Other than that, There is no other perception.
However, Fan Jun's memory told Zhao Ning that these hanging threads of light were sporadic meanings of the great road. Fan Jun had some opportunities back then.
After touching several rays of light with different brilliance, Zhao Ning fell on the lake. The calm lake surface was filled with gentle ripples. The ripples were all colorful. Every time the toe dropped a little, there were some stars like bubbles. rising.
This place is magical, but there is no life at all. Zhao Ning walked for dozens of miles in the lake, and there was nothing unusual about the bottom of the lake, the sky, among the grass, and behind the rocks. It was extremely quiet, almost to the point of death.
Until Zhao Ning followed the branch and found the beginning of the branch extension, it was a towering tree that was transparent and invisible. In Zhao Ning's memory, even the pseudo-architecture that reached the sky and the earth in the Yangshen Realm could not be compared.
Thinking about the origin of the Celestial Spirit Ruins mentioned by Qi Yu, the towering tree in front of him should be just the shadow of the Celestial Spirit Divine Tree.
It is unimaginable that the shadow can retain so much meaning of the great road that is beyond the reach of Yuanying monks, and how sacred and mysterious his body is.
Standing under the shadow of the Star Spirit Sacred Tree, even though she did not immediately perceive the meaning of Xianghe's Great Dao, Zhao Ning knew that she had encountered an opportunity - there was no shadow of the Sacred Tree in Fan Shan's memory.
She pondered for a moment, then sat cross-legged and meditated under the tree.
The silence around you quickly merges people into an ethereal realm. The consciousness is formless, colorless and soundless, and the appearance of that light and shadow seems particularly abrupt.
Zhao Ning turned around and looked directly at the light and shadow. Her figure was opposite to Zhao Ning's, her appearance was covered in gray mist.
"Who are you?" Zhao Ning asked.
There was no response, and the other party approached Zhao Ning step by step. Zhao Ning did not feel threatened, but when the other party was already within three feet in front of him, Zhao Ning habitually raised his guard.
She paused and took half a step back unconsciously. It was clear that the other party looked like just a shadow, but for some reason, Zhao Ning felt the pressure coming from.
But the opponent's movements did not stop until he was within ten feet, as if he could reach out and touch the opponent, and the divine light on Zhao Ning's body swayed.
At this moment of swinging away, suddenly, a sharp light rushed towards Zhao Ning. The light and shadow changed, and the murderous intention of the sky rushed from the light and shadow. The sense of oppression even reached the core of the Jiuzhou Demon Sealing Formation. among.
The power of merit gathered around Zhao Ning as usual, and he was able to resist the murderous intention.
But as soon as the shadow of the thing flickered, Zhao Ning felt dense power seeping in from all directions, and there seemed to be a sound in her ears, which was "kill", accompanied by those ancient sacrificial words.
Why does this shadow also have the power of seven killings? At first, in the core of the Kyushu Formation, Zhao Ning thought it was because of the remaining power from ancient times. Maybe it was a coincidence. But now that they met again, Zhao Ning couldn't accept it anymore. How could it happen? One coincidence after another.
Zhao Ning stepped back, the brilliance around the shadow swayed, and he could faintly see some brilliance Dharma, which contained the power of profound laws, and rushed directly towards Zhao Ning.
The next moment, there was only a "ding", and a long sword stood upright in front of Zhao Ning.
Chayue Sword appeared in time and blocked the blow. But the blow was not blocked because of this, Zhao Ning felt stronger power gathering around him.
For a moment, Zhao Ning knew that she had to dodge, otherwise she would have no chance of surviving under the overwhelming offensive.
"break!"
Zhao Ning's divine light gathered in the palm of his hand. He raised his hand for a moment, and a ray of light fell down. What was achieved was the ancient thunder pattern. The thunder pattern flashed and the broken characters took shape. The gathered invisible power shook, and Zhao Ning took the opportunity to distance himself.
Three feet, ten feet, dozens of feet... until they reached half a mile, Zhao Ning finally got a breather.
She felt a little confused, wondering why such a change had occurred. This situation was completely inconsistent with the perception brought about by the ruins of the stars.
For a moment, Zhao Ning even wondered whether he was still in the ruins of the stars, or whether he had experienced some silent changes and fallen into a secret realm or a trap.
But Zhao Ning didn't have so much time to think. Where there is space, that's where the wind can reach. Like the Nine Provinces Demon Sealing Formation, the shadow turned into a wind, and the void drew the shape of the wind until the wind reached Zhao Ning. In front of him, only for a moment, thunder light flashed again, and with the help of Thunder Soul Wood and Taiwuwu Dao Technique, Zhao Ning's figure was like the power of thunder in the world, and he escaped for several miles.
But when Zhao Ning transformed into lightning, it was deeply imprisoned in mid-air, and behind Zhao Ning, another force of the same kind was approaching inch by inch.
This was the first time that Taixu Wuwang Taoism was interrupted. At a certain moment, Zhao Ning felt that his body was distorted, as if there was no way to return to his original state, until Taixu Six Paths Spiritual Source secret passed around and around in his body. , Zhao Ningcai seemed to have recovered her body. At this moment, she used the Thunder Soul Wood with her backhand to resist, but what she didn't want to meet was a Thunder Soul Wood.
The thunder soul wood seemed to be a replica of the thing in Zhao Ning's hand, every bit the same.
