The ninth floor of the Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp
Ge Sheng looked at the words floating in front of him. The last lantern was surprisingly large, and its dazzling red fire almost illuminated the entire square.
This is the last square. The mural at the top of the square on the ninth floor is Eternal Heaven.
Above your head is an endless majestic palace, with thunder and lightning and snowflakes stirring in the palace. This is the scene of heaven imagined by mortals, but when you look up and see the broad murals that stretch for hundreds of feet, you will also feel a feeling that comes from your heart. of shock.
Ge Sheng eventually became the first person to set foot on the ninth floor. However, compared to the mural above his head, the topic in front of him made him more overwhelmed.
Not like a poem, but more like a few lines of lyrics.
"Where do we go from here?
Light as the feathers suspended in the sky, heavy as the black tortoise carrying the sky.
Those who lose it are alive and dead, and those who gain it are alive even if they die. "
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The sixth floor of the Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp.
Ji Zhiyi looked around, and sure enough, the huge square was already empty.
Because the time for burning incense has long passed, although many people have been here before, they are all helpless against the last lantern, so the only outcome is to be forcibly teleported out by the Nine Treasure Lotus Lantern.
She didn’t know much about this Nine Treasure Lotus Lantern, but she knew that it was an infinitely powerful spiritual weapon and that it had protected Lanyin City for hundreds of years. And if nothing unexpected happened, after a few years, this The lotus lantern will be passed into her hands.
Thinking like this, the girl in luxurious clothes did not stop. She picked out the sixth cube from her pocket, gently pressed it into the last lotus lantern, then stepped back and watched the last lantern turn into for flames.
She still had two such cubes in her pocket.
As she walked into the crimson flame, she saw her body disappear in an instant, and at the moment of disappearance, countless white threads spread out from all directions like white snakes that had been dormant for a long time.
A certain girl eroded this lotus lantern far faster than many people imagined.
Ji Zhiyi didn't know what happened after she left. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing a familiar soft white light, and then heard a clear female voice.
"We meet again, Your Highness Princess."
Ji Zhiyi was startled. She looked around and was surprised to find that this seemed to be the eighth floor. In other words, she seemed to have been jumped directly from the sixth floor to the eighth floor. Such a low-level mistake. Jiubaolian The lamp shouldn't have done anything wrong.
But at this moment, I really made this stupid mistake.
But what she paid more attention to was the two girls in front of her. They were very familiar because they had just met them during the day.
Ao Xuehua looked at the silky green hair tied up in an elegant bun in a thorny paper coat and smiled: "Is Your Highness the Princess planning to kneel down this time?"
Ji Zhiyi's face paled slightly, and then he bit his plain lips: "Bitch, do you really think you can still pretend to be a noble named Lan."
Xiaojiu looked at this proud and frail aristocratic girl, and she could vaguely see her past shadow. She couldn't help but wonder if the self who once wore a small golden crown would have the same unruly and disdainful expression as her.
"It seems that I have been discovered." Ao Xuehua did not show any panic expression, as if this was a trivial matter at all. She smiled, spread her hands and said: "Even if I am not Lan, but since I can get this badge, I can It's not something ordinary people can do. I have a proposal, are you willing to listen?"
Although he said "are you willing to listen", in fact Ao Xuehua did not pause at all: "I apologize to you about what happened before and am willing to make compensation, but you don't want to expose this matter, okay?"
Ao Xuehua looked at the other party and said this, and then waited for the answer.
Ji Zhiyi never expected that the other party would say such a thing. She was about to reject it, but then she changed her mind and said condescendingly: "It's not impossible if I let you go."
Xiaojiu remained calm, partly because she couldn't speak, and partly because she wanted to know how Ao Xuehua would respond. At this moment, the girl opposite softly spoke out cold and vicious terms.
"Kneel down and lick the floor under my feet, then everything is negotiable."
"Idiot." Even Xiao Jiu couldn't help but say this in his heart.
Ao Xuehua looked at her and shook his head, sighing: "Stupid."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jiu saw the white figure turn into a pile of double images.
She had always known that Ao Xuehua had also cultivated for a thousand eons, but she didn't know that she had such high attainments.
Ji Zhiyi had nothing, and then she felt a cold, hard hand grabbing her neck.
Ao Xuehua expressionlessly took Ji Zhiyi's throat and lifted her off the ground with one hand. This tall female swordsman didn't seem to care at all that the girl in her hands was the future of this city. The hostess, lifting it with one hand, was like grabbing an exquisite goth doll.
Ji Zhiyi was just about to curse again, but he saw the other party's pure black eyes as deep as the night. Ao Xuehua was filled with inexplicable feelings, and his voice was like the wind blowing on thin ice: "The noble dignity that you are so proud and reserved will disappear after death." What is there in front of me?"
Ji Zhiyi's curse was frozen to her lips by these cold words. She bit her lip. Just as she was about to argue again, the hand on her neck suddenly tightened her grip.
"The so-called nobility does not exist by trampling on the weak and surrendering to the strong." Ao Xuehua tightened his right hand bit by bit, watching the girl in her hand turn paler and paler. She is a warrior who has practiced for thousands of tribulations. The control of power is unparalleled in the world: "Power and responsibility are always unified, and unfettered power will only usher in destruction."
Ji Zhiyi felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and even her consciousness began to blur. Her helpless struggle was even more powerless at this moment. Only at this moment did she truly understand that the female swordsman in front of her really dared to kill her here. Lose.
But even in this suffocating pain, every word Ao Xuehua said was still imprinted in her consciousness one by one. It seemed that she could hear these words without the need to "listen".
"What does it mean to be powerful? Relying on one or two badges, relying on a little bit of blood, such an existence is just a castle built of paper in the face of absolute power. You can be proud, but pride does not exist by despising others. thing."
Ao Xuehua's expression was indifferent and majestic, as if she was the real her. Xiaojiu looked at Ao Xuehua thoughtfully, but had no words.
"I can take your life without any effort, and I can destroy all the things you are proud and reserved about. Is there anything you really want to hold on to, something you still don't want to give up even if I treat you like this? Don't Indulging in your own illusions will not end until you are shattered again and again by people like me."
"Please think about it, there are so many things you need to learn in this world."
After saying the last sentence, Aoxuehua put down Ji Zhiyi. She had just strangled him almost to death with one hand, but when she put it down, she still didn't have much emotion: "You have a good father, otherwise I wouldn't There’s no need to waste so much lip service.”
Ji Zhiyi fell to the ground and coughed and wheezed desperately. The originally delicate girl's makeup was in a mess at the moment. She did not raise her head and actually smiled faintly on the ground: "Thank you, although I don't know who you are, but my father did say it." Yes. My name is Ji Zhiyi, thank you for teaching me this lesson that no one has ever taught me before."
Saying this, she sat on the ground and stretched out her hand towards Ao Xuehua. In her hand was a delicate red square: "The key to the eighth floor, I think you need it. I also thought about something clearly just now, so It doesn’t matter if you don’t go up,”
Ao Xuehua looked up at the mural and smiled inexplicably: "I'm sorry, I underestimated you."
"This city may have a good mistress, but it's really unacceptable to destroy it like this."
Saying this, Ao Xuehua raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head, and suddenly his long black hair poured down like a waterfall in the night.
The purple ribbon hung down from her hand, and the swordswoman in white smiled: "In exchange of equal value, I will protect this city for you."
