With the touch of Zhao Ning's spiritual consciousness, the brilliance on the screen wall gradually appeared, and it still looked like the intertwined nebulae. At this moment, it seemed to be more understood. The intertwined blue nebulae were Yu Yu Jiuchongtian, and the brown-yellow nebula The nebula is the clear sky.
When Zhao Ning's consciousness entered the shadow wall, he seemed to have fallen into an ethereal state, with only two nebulae intertwining in the entire void.
Zhao Ning's consciousness touched the clear sky, and for a moment, the nebula in the clear sky was like a vortex, completely sucking in Zhao Ning's consciousness.
For a moment, Zhao Ning seemed to feel the appearance of the sky outside the sky. Evil dragons were circling, spiritual trees were towering, monsters were raging, and the human race was primitive. Everything conveyed an aura of mania and chaos, and at the same time exuded a strong oppressive force. .
But after a while, Zhao Ning realized that this was just the reappearance of the outer world in his memory. Zhao Ning was a little confused, so he withdrew from the whirlpool of the upper clear sky and penetrated into the ninth heaven. Under the nebula, Zhao Ning's life A fleeting presentation of flowers in spots of light.
Zhao Ning was suspicious and tried to use deduction to run the entire screen wall, but in the end, he still found nothing.
After several attempts, Zhao Ning was sure that she had been deceived! !
She turned around without making any further movements, her eyes sank, she paused for only a moment, and then disappeared.
Appearing again, Zhao Ning transformed into Lin Ying in the Nine Sky Temple. When entering the Nine Sky Temple, he happened to meet a figure sneaking into the Nine Sky Temple. Zhao Ning didn't pay attention to it, but Zhao Ning suddenly thought of the Jiutian Shrine. That young soul.
Zhao Ning looked at the familiar figure from behind, looking at him poking his head behind the light beam, paused, and observed him for a while.
Lu Hanhe looks like a playboy, but in fact he is as pure as Yanran and not a very evil person. It is no wonder that he and Yanran can get along very happily.
When Lu Hanhe was thrown out again by Ying Ming, looking at his embarrassed look, Zhao Ning's somewhat depressed mood eased.
Being able to come out of the transformation of the gods so quickly is enough to show that there were not many shortcuts to his transformation into the gods. It was indeed a solid experience, but it was a little lacking in the last step.
Zhao Ning was about to call him, but he suddenly made a sound and called to the people passing by in front of him.
Although Lu Hanhe looked sneaky, his actions in stopping Liu Guang were quite domineering.
The stream of light shook and almost fell from the sky. The one who was knocked down was a Yuanshen Venerable. He controlled a Shui Ruyi in his hand, which was Lu Hanhe's magic weapon to knock the opponent down.
The elder was quite helpless, but he could only approach Shui Ruyi with both hands, "Young Master Lu, your magic weapon has been 'lost'."
He bit out the word "lost" and reminded him tactfully, but Lu Hanhe didn't care, took back the magic weapon directly, and asked, "Elder Yi, is the envoy in the sect today?"
The elder knew it, and he said respectfully, "The envoy has not left the sect. I heard that the envoy was playing chess with himself on the cloud platform, and he has never left."
"What's the fun in playing chess?" Lu Hanhe muttered, "I've been playing chess for several years. Is it possible that he has become jealous of himself?"
The elder was quite speechless and was about to remind Lu Hanhe to stop mumbling and be careful about being thrown out for training by the superior again.
But before he could say anything, he saw Zhao Ning's whereabouts behind him. His expression suddenly changed and he quickly bowed, but what he was thinking in his heart was, "Okay, Young Master Lu is really going to practice again."
When Lu Hanhe saw the elder's solemn action, he was shocked and his hair stood on end. He thought Ying Ming was standing behind him.
As if he had seen a ghost, he slowly turned around and saw Zhao Ning. At this moment, he didn't even know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or take another breath.
In the end, he could only smile dryly and said, "It turns out to be Venerable Lin Ying. Are you back from outside?"
"Yeah." Zhao Ning responded without emotion, her eyes pretending to be appraising, which made Lu Hanhe's body stiffen. Then Zhao Ning said, "I have something to ask you." The next moment, Lu Hanhe poured the beans. Hua said, "Venerable Lin Ying, this time, I really transformed myself into a spirit and practiced well. I still have scars intentionally left on my body as evidence..."
Zhao Ning was speechless. After listening to Lu Hanhe's nonsense, she raised her hand to stop Lu Hanhe's words.
"I'm not asking you about this."
Lu Hanhe stood awkwardly on the spot, "Then...what does the venerable want to know?"
Zhao Ning asked, "Who are you, the ancestor of your Lu family?"
Lu Hanhe was surprised and didn't know why Zhao Ning asked like this, "Our ancestor of the Lu family is Haokong Tianzun, and the entire Jiuzhou knows it."
"Lu Hao?" Zhao Ning called out the name directly.
But Lu Hanhe looked at Zhao Ning blankly, "Who is Venerable Lin Ying talking about? Who is Lu Hao? Could it be that Venerable Zhao Ning encountered someone pretending to be the ancestor of my Lu family? It's impossible! Tell me, I will do it now He couldn't beat the odds."
Zhao Ning stared at him.
Lu Hanhe was instantly frightened and twitched his lips, "Junior... I just said it casually. I need to teach you a lesson."
Probably to make up for his impulsiveness, he told Zhao Ning himself, "Venerable Haokong, his Taoist name is Haokong, and his name is Zhu Hengkong. Our Lu family later changed our surname to Lu. I don't know why we changed it. "
This made Zhao Ning even more suspicious. He only glanced in the direction of Jiukong Temple. Lu Hanhe looked at Zhao Ning and thought in a low voice, "Then Venerable Lin Ying has no other instructions, so I will leave first..." …”
Zhao Ning didn't respond, but Lu Hanhe was always bold. After saying hello, he turned into a stream of light and slipped away.
After a moment, Zhao Ning's figure flashed and appeared on the cloud platform.
As expected, Qin Keyuan, who looked like Ying Ming, was still playing chess by himself in front of the cloud table. It seemed that it was still an endgame that they could not solve before.
He had been sitting like this for a long time, so long that the clouds at high altitudes seemed to ignore the pressure around him and clung to his robes.
Until this moment, he suddenly dropped a ball. The sound of the falling ball was very soft, but it seemed to shake Ming Ming.
The endgame remains unchanged, but there seems to be progress across the chasm.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, then he raised his head and turned his eyes to look at Zhao Ning. His smile became more obvious and he said gently.
"came back?"
At this moment, the depression in Zhao Ning's heart disappeared, and it seemed that some truths did not need to be known.
She whispered, "Well, I'm back."
Chapter 410
Tianhai Tower, where no one can disturb it, is closed and peaceful.
The atmosphere inside is charming and charming. There is no dual cultivation of soul and soul that affects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the laws of the great road. There is only pure intimacy and entanglement.
"Uncle Master..."
Zhao Ning murmured, and was picked up and sat cross-legged, skin to skin touching. The clothes that had fallen on the couch were lifted up to cover her naked back, and her hair was brushed and fell to the ground. On the top, the hair is intertwined, with an ambiguous meaning of knotting.
Zhao Ning lay on his chest, feeling slightly cool gradually. She pressed closer to him, and Zhao Ning murmured, "How many years have it been?"
I don't know what she was talking about, but there was a reply in my ear, "A long time."
"Four million years?"
"longer."
Zhao Ning fell silent, only moving and changing positions. After a moment, she sensed something, slightly raised her eyelids, and looked outside.
A spiritual light shone on the door, then dissipated.
It was Yu Yu’s order.
"It's a formal invitation to the Ceremony of Conferring Gods." Qin Keyuan whispered.
Even if he didn't need to sense it, he knew it, but Zhao Ning was somewhat interested. He raised his hand slightly and summoned Yu Yu, who was blocked by the restriction, to fly in.
It was a golden token, which seemed both virtual and real, with lines of endless laws converging and entwining on it, forming the core of the halo, which was the word "Yu Yu".
The summons hovered in mid-air three feet away.
After watching it for a while, Zhao Ning suddenly murmured.
"What does the word 'Yu Yu' in Yu Yujing refer to? Is it in the name of Yu Yu Daozu?"
The hand behind his back was caressing slowly, Qin Keyuan's expression was obscured, and he only said, "Maybe it's Yu Yu in Yu Xinli?"
Zhao Ning raised her head and stared at him.
"Uncle Master, does he know the origin of Yu Xinli's statement?"
"It was established by Yu Yujing." Qin Keyuan said, "After the catastrophe, the order in the Nine Heavens was chaotic, and all living beings were in charge of their own affairs. Therefore, Yu Yujing was established on the Nine Heavens with the joint efforts of several heavenly beings. .”
"Yu Yu Ling appeared for the first time." Qin Keyuan seemed to be unfamiliar with it. He was looking through Ying Ming's knowledge of the matter. "Yu Yu Ling came out to revive the Nine Heavens in the name of Patriarch Yu Yu and set the new era as Nine." Zhou, Ming Xinli is Yu Xinli.”
Zhao Ning listened again and followed Qin Keyuan's words with his own speculation, "From then on, Yu Yujing existed in the name of adhering to the legacy of Yu Yu Daozu, taking charge of the Nine Heavens for Yu Yu Daozu, and replacing the Nine Heavens God with Yu Yujing Palace guards the mulch.”
"That's exactly it." Qin Keyuan said, "It's just that 'Heaven' still occupies the word 'Human' after all. They are like gods but are human beings. Each has its own selfish motives, so each has its own power. When the powers compete, there will be partiality. Until now, I don’t know whether Yu Yujing still adheres to his legacy.”
"When the Yu Yu Realm was first established, there were three heavenly beings, namely the Moon Heavenly Lord, the Chiyu Heavenly Lord, and the Feiling Heavenly Lord. Four million years have passed, but only the Moon Heavenly Lord survived the five declines of the heavens and humans. And the Yu Yu Realm We have also gone through several changes and additions of Heavenly Lords, and today there are seven Lords in total.”
Compared with the Jiutian Shrine back then, it was half less. Zhao Ning asked, "Including Uncle Master?"
Qin Keyuan said, "Including."
Zhao Ning asked about the Heavenly Lord that Qin Keyuan met on the desert island that year to avoid the disaster, "Is this Heavenly Lord among them?"
"Not really. But..." Qin Keyuan smiled in a low voice, "You know him."
Zhao Ning was slightly startled, thinking that during the more than seven thousand years in Jiuzhou, except for Hongxi Mianxia, Yue Tianzun and Haokong Tianzun, she had not come into contact with other Tianzun.
Zhao Ning asked with eyes and expressions.
Qin Keyuan did not give her an answer. He only said, "You can see the ceremony of conferring gods. This deity is in a strange state and he doesn't like others talking about it behind his back."
Zhao Ning suddenly realized that she would no longer inquire further, and the topic returned to the Ceremony of Conferring Gods. She looked at Yu Yu Zhaoling who had been ignored for a while, stretched out her hand from the cover of her clothes, and from a distance, the seemingly real Yu Yu Zhaoling stood up. A mysterious change.
I saw that the entangled lines of law in Yu Yu's order spread out, the surrounding halo magnified a bit, and the light regrouped to form two words.
"——Yu Yu's name is conferred as a god by Heaven; in the new year of Yu, Taixiao is waiting for you."
The words gathered and quickly dispersed. At the same time, the specific time of "Yu Xin's Year" vaguely emerged, probably just a hundred days later.
This is a formal invitation, but the verbal invitation was conveyed a hundred years ago or even earlier.
The naked arm was pressed by a broad palm, and was pulled back into the clothes according to the force of the palm, "Yu Yu Zhaoling, what can you see?"
It was probably because Zhao Ning had been staring at him for too long.
Zhao Ning smiled, "Does the real Yu Yu Zhaoling look like Yin Jian?"
Qin Keyuan didn't answer, so Zhao Ning took it as acquiescence.
So he commented jokingly, "It's not a good imitation."
Qin Keyuan had no choice but to wave away the remaining light, and held Zhao Ning in his arms. He probably didn't want to mention this topic anymore, so he leaned a little closer and whispered, "There are still a hundred days, huh?"
The words remain unsaid.
The next moment, her delicate index finger stood on Qin Keyuan's lips, her eyebrows moved slightly, "I'm afraid it's going to be bad."
Qin Keyuan was helpless. Before he could say anything, Zhao Ning's figure was weak and solid. When he solidified, the figure had already appeared more than ten feet away.
The blue auspicious cloud robe was particularly wide on the body. Zhao Ning lowered his eyes and saw that the aura was floating under the robe, and a little mist slipped out from the cuffs. When he threw it away, he was already wearing a cloud and mist light gauze.
The fingertips moved slightly, indicating calculation, but strangely, they did not get the response they deserved.
Qin Keyuan had already put on his blue auspicious cloud robe and stood up.
