"I am awake, but you are not. This is just a game. Everyone's story has been doomed for a long time. Even if I don't mess up Jiuzhou, they will mess up in other ways. We will be the ones behind this chaos. Don’t you feel relaxed and happy, don’t you think we are from God’s perspective?”
"He Jie, do you still remember your original intention? You said that this story already had a protagonist. You are not the protagonist. You are by their side just to survive."
"Alive? I am an outsider, and the life and death here cannot control me. Getting close to them is just to play with them better. Think about it, those proud people of heaven are suffering and struggling in front of you, but you can be a When bystanders show a little mercy from time to time, they can trust you wholeheartedly. What a joy, isn't it?"
"He Jie, do you still remember where you came from? Don't you want to go back?"
"Go back, of course. At the beginning, I thought, but now I just want to be strong. I want to really trample everyone under my feet. I want to-"
Bang——There was a loud noise in his delusion, and Zhao Ning spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, hit the clouds, and felt something moving in the clouds.
The questions and answers about Shicai's delusional thoughts were not those of Zhao Ning and He Jie, but He Jie's own questions and answers in his own mind and at the moment.
What Zhao Ning heard was He Jie with a twisted heart, and a character who was interrupted by invisible forces before he even mentioned it.
It’s a character that cannot even be mentioned. What kind of power is this? Is it just the Lord Yuanshen?
Zhao Ning was immersed in huge doubts, and even a small amount of panic spread in her heart, but she knew better than anyone else that this was not the time to find out who was behind the scenes, and she must not let He Jie go.
He Jie had woken up from his delusion. He stared at Zhao Ning, but no longer wasted time and drove the shuttle to the next level.
"He Jie——" Zhao Ning shouted, and the next moment, the clear light around him changed, golden light spread out, and the shadow of a towering tree appeared behind him.
He Jie suddenly turned his eyes and was frightened when he saw the towering tree, "How could it be..."
At this moment, the golden branches grew and spread, instantly binding He Jie. Even if he drove the shuttle desperately, he seemed unable to touch the golden branches.
Under the shadow of the tree, between the intertwined branches, Zhao Ning holds the secret in both hands, his eyes are ruthless and careless, his appearance has faded away from his old age, revealing a pure and fairy-like appearance, his long skirt with gradually dyed green is dancing, and his long hair is hanging down, as if The vines wrap around the sides of the feet.
She raised her eyes to look at He Jie, without any words or emotions, just pointing with her hands, like a goddess judging him.
The golden branches strangled He Jie instantly.
"No!!!"
He Jie shouted.
"Shen Zhaoning, you can't kill me!! I know everything, I know what is going to happen in Kyushu, I can tell you everything! Don't kill me!"
But at this moment, Zhao Ning is Zhao Ning who has been incarnated by the divinity of Fallen Immortal Realm. He has no consciousness, only orders.
She said indifferently, "——Death."
"ah--"
He Jie gradually disintegrated from flesh to spirit, and his flesh and blood rained down on the pure white clouds of the ninth heaven. The spiritual beings in the clouds reached out their hands made of clouds as if to taste the blood.
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes, but with just a look, she suddenly retracted her hand.
He Jie's Nascent Soul left the body and shouted in a shriller voice, "Shen Zhaoning, I won't die, I won't die! Ah!!!"
he screamed.
Zhao Ning raised his hand and grasped, and the mask on the Yuanying was torn off bit by bit. After the mask, the Yuanying collapsed, and his voice disappeared completely. Linqiong Xianxu lost control, but did not fall, and hovered quietly. Between the clouds.
Until the blood color and soul light completely dissipated, Zhao Ning stretched out his hand, and the Linqiong Immortal Shuttle flew into Zhao Ning's hand. A soul boy as big as a finger jumped out, and said to Zhao Ning, "Goddess, I would like to serve you as my master. "
But Zhao Ning lowered his eyes and closed his palms slightly, as if he wanted to wipe it out.
The spirit boy shouted, "No, no, no, don't destroy me. I'm just the spirit of the fairy. I didn't do anything for He Jie, and I didn't recognize his master. I just took him to the time ruins. I even asked him to slow down just now, I’m just waiting for you to come. Really, Goddess, don’t kill me.”
Zhao Ning raised her other hand and moved it out of thin air. The golden branches gathered in her palm and transformed into an ordinary-looking wooden box.
"Goddess, I have never done anything bad. I only just developed spiritual wisdom. I was in a state of confusion before. Everything has nothing to do with me."
Zhao Ning put the Linqiong Immortal Shuttle into the wooden box, and she slowly closed the wooden box.
During the slow process, the soul boy was still shouting, "Ah ah ah, where is this place? Don't lock me up."
Until the wooden box was closed, the soul boy suddenly took back the Linqiong Immortal Shuttle.
"Noisy," she murmured.
Zhao Ning slowly turned around, and his eyes passed across the ninth level of the sky. The blood was completely wiped away, and the invisible creatures that were originally surging were also lying there.
She slowly closed her eyes. At this moment, the golden branches were retracted and the tree shadow disappeared.
Zhao Ning leaned back and fell downwards.
Falling from the ninth heaven to the Tomb of Ghosts and Gods, the roar of the evil corpse on the ground brought back Zhao Ning's closed consciousness.
Zhao Ning suddenly opened her eyes, turned around and hit the evil corpses with her palm. The evil corpses were wiped out for three miles, and she used her strength to freeze them three thousand feet in the air.
Millions of evil corpses turned around from the direction of the tomb peak and gathered towards Zhao Ning again.
At this moment, Zhao Ning just waited for all the evil corpses to gather in one place, until they seemed to be piled up to a height of three thousand feet. Zhao Ning raised the demon face with one hand.
Just one word, "accept."
Every trace of demonic aura emitted from the evil corpse's body gathered towards the demonic face. The demonic aura on the demonic face became thicker and thicker, and the surrounding area seemed to be shrouded in solid black demonic mist.
Countless whispers that shocked the mind attacked Zhao Ning's soul, but her figure did not waver at all. She was surrounded by clear light, except for a little golden light between her eyebrows.
Until finally, all the demonic energy gathered towards the demon face, and the demonic mist had spread for three hundred miles.
A clear light in the center became the only light in the black fog.
All the evil corpses on the ground were stiff, and everything seemed to be frozen.
Zhao Ning resists the erosion of the demon. The demon is summoned and gathered towards the demon face. The evil corpse stops moving because it loses the demonic energy. Once the cycle is broken, the Zhao Ning is transformed into a demon and the evil corpse attacks Zhao Ning again. That’s all.
At this moment, a ray of divine light soared into the sky from the tomb peak. The divine light was pure and instantly suppressed the restless monsters.
Zhao Ning opened his eyes and saw someone flying out of the tomb with another mask.
"Order of ghosts and gods, all demons are banned!"
Shang Xia chanted, and the two masks flew into the sky at the same time, echoing close to the sky, rotating on both sides, the demonic energy and divine power intertwined, all the demonic energy floating for three hundred miles converged back to the demonic face, and under the divine light, the evil corpse melted , returned to the ground again.
He turned around and said, "Return to your position!"
With a roar, the two masks flew into the tomb, and the other half of the collapsed tomb was restored. A shadow appeared faintly in the tomb, and he saluted them from a distance.
That was the last spiritual thought of Jingyao Ghost and God.
Everything in the Tomb of Ghosts and Gods is shrinking, until the surrounding scene returns to the Tianyang Immortal Sect Mountain Range, and the Tomb of Ghosts and Gods condenses into a particle of dust, completely sealed in the world.
"Great, we have fulfilled the wishes of ghosts and gods." Shang Xia said excitedly.
The other people also raised their smiles, but all looked behind them.
Shang Xia was confused, then raised his eyes and looked back, only to see a fairy three thousand miles up in the sky, like a god, with an unknown appearance and a pure and transcendent spirit.
He was dumbfounded, "This is..."
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, "My grandnephew, don't you remember me?"
Shang Xia seemed to be so shocked that his jaw dropped, while Peng Jue and others laughed.
Ji Xiu patted him on the head and said, "Grandnephew, please ask your great-aunt and grandma quickly——"
Chapter 297
Twenty years later, Qing Xiaozong.
"I want to find an attack book. The Kyushu Chamber of Commerce will open in Kunxu soon. I heard that there is a trial tower in the Chamber of Commerce, and you can get many good treasures from it."
"I've heard about it too, but there will definitely be a lot of people competing for it, and we may not have a chance."
Outside the Outer Gate Kung Fu Pavilion, two little girls were talking in low voices with longing.
There were many disciples coming and going around, and many people had the same idea as them.
But among the people coming and going, in addition to the outer disciples, there were also many people from the inner sect.
One of the little girls was confused and asked her companions in a low voice with half-covered mouth, "What's going on? Why are there still inner sect brothers and sisters here? Their inner sect's skills should be more precious. Are you trying to pick up the slack?"
The companion laughed, pulled her and whispered, "Don't spread rumors. I heard from Senior Brother Zhan that there is a senior in the sect who has been retreating in the Outer Sect Kung Fu Pavilion in recent years. I think these senior brothers and sisters here want to ask for someone." By chance, I ran into this senior, may I ask for some advice?"
"Senior Brother Zhan? Is he the Swordsman who is following Elder Shi?" The little girl suddenly lost her focus, "Alu, when did you get in touch with Senior Brother Zhan?"
The companion blushed and pushed her with an "Oops", "Why are you paying attention to this? Shouldn't the focus be on that senior? Senior Brother Zhan said that even Elder Shi has come to visit, but he doesn't seem to have seen him."
"Wow." The little girl folded her hands and covered her mouth, "Even Elder Shi is rejected, so who does this senior have to be? Could it be Ancestor Ji or Ancestor Mu?"
"Old Ancestor Ji has been wandering around the sect every three days. How could it be him? Let me tell you, Old Ancestor Mu is more likely." A Lu pushed her, "Let's go in quickly, maybe we can meet him." .”
The collection of books in the Outer Sect Gongfa Pavilion is much richer than two hundred years ago. In the past hundred years, Qingxiao Sect has become the undoubted number one sect in Kunxu. If the order is further down, Ji Jian Sect, Burning Sky Sect, Luoxia Sect They can become second, but they can no longer shake the status of Qingxiao Sect.
The stairs inside the Gongfa Pavilion spiral upwards and submerge into the top. At a glance, they are more than ten stories high.
The two new little girls who came in were filled with admiration. Their eyes followed the stairs and they couldn't walk for a while. There were many disciples in the corridors on each floor of the stairs who were reading carefully. The pavilion was quiet except for the sound of the jade slips being opened.
"There's no place for retreat here." The little girl wondered, "And those inner brothers and sisters aren't looking for it either!"
Her companion nudged her with his elbow and said, "Keep your voice down. The strength of the ancestors is beyond our understanding. Let's go find Taoism first."
"Oh." The little girl pursed her lips and followed her companion to find the Taoist method, but her eyes were still searching.
"What a cute little girl." At a glance, there is another space in the Kung Fu Pavilion, but it has no substance. It is just a place temporarily opened by the forbidden barrier. There is a chess table in the space, two cups of new tea, two people and one left. On the right, the speaker is Mr. Yi Xu Hu.
"Mr. Mu, you are still as kind as before. You like to give pointers to your lovely and talented disciples." Zhao Ning smiled lightly and held the white child down.
The long-bearded old man in front of him was the master of the Kung Fu Pavilion whom Zhao Ning met when he first entered the Qingxiao Sect. He knew that this man was very powerful, but he didn't expect that he was also a Nascent Soul Master.
"How many years have passed, it really feels like a lifetime ago." Elder Mu shook his head, "I didn't know that our sect has experienced such a catastrophe. We have been immersed in the Nine Netherworld for three hundred years."
He sighed and dropped the black stone. The chess style was gradual and not sudden. Zhao Ning just followed his play, and there was a lot of back and forth on the chess board.
"Old Mu, there is no need to worry about it. Three hundred years have passed, and the Qingxiao Sect was reborn after a great calamity. It was a calamity and an opportunity." Zhao Ning said, and she refilled the spiritual tea for Mr. Mu, "Besides, Mr. Mu protects Qingxiao. Five thousand years have passed since the sect, and the transformation into a god is imminent. It has reached its limit and cannot be delayed any longer."
Mr. Mu, formerly known as Mu Shang, was not born as a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect. He was close friends with the leader of the Qingxiao Sect five thousand years ago. When that generation of leader died, the Qingxiao Sect was at a time when its talents were in decline, suffering from internal and external troubles. Please Elder Mu protected him, so he stayed there for thousands of years.
However, who could have expected that in five thousand years, there would be no major chaos in the Qingxiao Sect, but when he had no choice but to leave, something unexpected happened, which really made him extremely depressed.
"This shows that Mr. Mu is the God of Qingxiao Zong Zongji." Zhao Ning said with a smile, "Why don't Mr. Mu stop showing up in name and officially join the Qingxiao Sect."
But Mr. Mu waved his hand and said, "My life span is approaching and I won't live for a thousand years, so it's okay if I don't make it."
Zhao Ning paused while holding the child. In fact, he also guessed that if he did not enter the soul after transforming into a god, it was probably because the transformation into a god failed.
"I had long expected that my catastrophe of becoming a god would be difficult to survive." Mr. Mu was very calm, "So I did not directly enter the world back then, but went to the Nine Nether Endless World."
