At the moment Zhao Xiang’er jumped into the well, the blue-and-white sedan with swaying white curtains just passed the arch of the imperial city.
The young emperor had already stood in front of the hall, waiting there. This imperial city, which was originally enveloped by clouds, gradually became noisy after the arrival of the small sedan.
Ning Changjiu said, “It should be the immortal master who comes from outside the secular world. Shall we go and have a look?”
Ning Xiaoling’s bright eyes were full of admiration. When she heard Ning Changjiu’s words, she shook her head subconsciously. “It’s not a monster with three heads and six arms. What’s to look at?”
After that, Ning Xiaoling sat up from the lakeshore, clapped her hands, and walked in the direction opposite the city gate.
Ning Changjiu looked at her slender and petite back with his eyes slightly narrowed.
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In the middle of the Immorta
This was the last autumn rain before winter. With the inexpressible coldness, it suddenly arrived before noon.The dark clouds gathered and collided with each other; the bright lightning roamed among the clouds like a huge serpent, causing the mountain to howl and the sea to roar amidst making clouds and bringing the rain.Lake Qifeng was roaring; pedestrians were escaping hurriedly throughout the imperial city. After Blood Feather suddenly showed up above the tower, civil and military officials scattered in all directions. The adjacent palaces in the shade of the clouds were just like cages for beasts.Outside the imperial preceptor’s mansion, those masters lurking in the dark for a long time were also astonished by the unexpected incident.The reemergence of Blood Feather was no trivial matter. It usually required a senior cultivator as the core force and tens of ordinary cultivators working together to repel such a monster.
In the autumn rain, many bright red feathers of sparrow were dampened by the rain and scattered about. After falling to the ground, the bloody feathers were still spiritual. The surrounding rain was steamed with a hissing noise and the bloody feathers also gradually got cold in the autumn rain.The aura vibrated throughout heaven and earth. The rain all over the city was shattered into pieces under the collision of the sword Qi and the evil Qi, which floated in the autumn wind and turned into the fog all around.The shriek of bird and the humming of sword rang endlessly in the mist, followed by the clang of their collision.Blood Feather was forcibly made to retreat from above the imperial city to above Lake Qifeng by the fierce sword Qi.Over Lake Qifeng, looking from a distance, countless thin threads of sword Qi cut through the fog, as if white rainbows were hanging in the sky. They intertwined with each other and took the shape
When Blood Feather got out of the water, its two rivals did not chase it. It found that the three figures had become spots that could be hardly seen. They seemed to be in a stalemate, having no time to care about it.It felt a delight of escaping with bare life and had a sense of loss for no reason.It never expected that such an important character as it should be neglected. Somehow, the flame just made it feel so frightened.The huge figure gradually became smaller. It did not turn into the little red sparrow, but it became as big as a red-feathered falcon.It was originally a red-feathered falcon. Occasionally, it was lucky enough to get a few mouthfuls of a monster’s blood so that it was mutated and trod on the real road of cultivation.After gradually calming down, it was suddenly surprised to find that in the previous battle, the restraint in the body seemed to be broken by the last unintentional strike of the wo
In the dimly lit world, the imperial palace seemed silent in the depths of the palaces. The far-reaching roofs looked like the roc’s extended wings, and the glazed tiles in the rain were glittering peacefully.The floor-to-ceiling lanterns in the palace were all lit, and the young emperor was standing by the golden pillar carved with the pattern of the dragon, looking at the rain.He recalled the scene of the blue-and-white sedan chair entering the palace just now. He was the emperor of the state but the woman in the sedan didn’t even get out of the sedan to greet him. She just left for the depths of the palace as if not seeing him.Fortunately, those officials either lowered their heads or bent down. Supposedly, no one saw him appear so embarrassed.He sighed. At the thought of the vague figure through the white curtain of the sedan, his heart just flipped. Although he didn’t actually see her face, somehow, he had a feeling that h
In the dark attic, holding a copper wand which was about half a meter long and fully carved with inscriptions, Song Ce scurried across the murky corridor of the imperial palace.When he took the wand, the emperor ordered the others to retreat, so this place was still quiet.As he didn’t have the imperial blood, his palm had turned red and swollen due to the burning of the wand. However, Song Ce still held it tightly with an indifferently calm face.At the thought of the emperor’s shocked and flurried expression, he couldn’t help grinning.“As the emperor for over ten years, he has learned nothing but some shallow techniques of imperial calculation.”The corner of his mouth curled up coldly. Everything went quite well, so it did save him the trouble of unnecessary killings.He walked towards the rear of the imperial palace according to the route he had planned numerous times.After walking for
Not a single drop of rain could fall into Lake Qifeng.The large area of the lake had been covered with thick ice. The floating steam in the air all turned into falling snow and hail.The masked woman of the Oracle Sword Heavenly Sect supported herself with the sword, standing on the surface of the lake. Beneath the mask, there was blood dripping down.She raised her head.In the air, the bloody figure of the evil fox was surrounding the old man while the wizard patriarch was struggling with difficulty while holding the seemingly burning ancient book.The woman wiped the blood off her chin with the back of her hand. As she breathed, the surface of the ice under her feet suddenly cracked. She jumped up, turned into a gust of sword Qi and slashed at the bloody figure.Clang.The woman’s sword reached nothing but it seemed to hit something, making a sound of clang.The old fox said,
Thunder crashed above Lake Qifeng.The old fox in control of the wizard patriarch’s body vanished in situ within an instant.The woman in white, who turned into a streak of sword Qi and fled, was intercepted in the sky instantly. The sound of the sword and the claw colliding with each other rang violently, causing a series of dazzling sparks in the air.The woman hedged. The long sword danced around her body, glistening brightly and protecting her from the invading evil Qi.The “wizard patriarch” stopped in the air before her but the body’s aura had completely changed. The eyes that had gone as white as the dead fish’s eyes were dark now, just like two abysses. As long as one looked at the eyes, he would be bewitched.The woman in white stuck to her sword mind and did her best not to look the old man in the eye.She could feel that the old fox before her had become much stronger than before.W
Holding an umbrella, Ning Changjiu closed the gate of the yard, bolted it and looked at that woman in white lying on the ground.With the sleeves torn off, the woman was stained with blood. The sword wounds in her white arms were striking. She was lying prostrate on the ground. Her white clothes spread out like a bird’s open wings.The woman’s back was also stained with blood and her dampened clothes were sticky and cold, closely clinging to her wounds. Under her body, there was also blood constantly seeping. As the rain dispersed, the surrounding ground was stained with blood shortly.The woman was not dead. Although she was seriously injured in a coma, she still gave off a kind of inaccessible sword Qi.Ning Xiaoling also came over in a hurry with an umbrella. As the pungent smell of blood came on her face, she hastened to cover her mouth and nose. Looking at the woman on the ground in horror, she looked at Ning Changjiu in confu
In the imaginary realm, white snow drifted.The water mirror was like thunder and lightning cracking clouds, abruptly shattering.Almost out of instinct, Bai Zang fell back a hundred feet in a flash.At the same time, on the side of the water mirror, the mass of shredded paper Immortals seemed to have received an order and began to rotate, and soon, the edges of each piece of paper ignited with flames, and the entire fragment of Immortals burned up in almost an instant.But it's not a rabbit's death, it's a ney fire.The shredded paper blasted and burned out, a grayish-white translucent spirit state floated out from it, and the spirit life hovered in the air for a moment, abruptly disappearing.Shiruzo made sure there was no danger around him before he released his offensive form, his flying hair and skirt quickly coming to a standstill.What the hell happened?Bai Zang looked at the location where the water mirror had shattered, his m
The world is pale.The saint's cracked stone Buddha stretched across the sky, ancient and solemn, the black python climbed up the stone Buddha at high speed. Its body is already as long as a big river, but still can not be compared with the saint's stone Buddha, the scene at the moment, it is more like a slender wisteria climbing to the mountain sculpture into the body of the stone Buddha.The black python was none other than Divine Lord Quan Scale.Izumi scales glowing with steel ebony opened and closed as she rubbed over the cracked stone Buddha and swam close to the top of it.The top of the saint's stone Buddha still emanated a golden light, a manifestation of long-lived authority, and he was like a man holding up a bright light, stopping the darkness above him.The stone Buddha held up a bright barrier on the outside, but his body had lost a bit of light and glowed a lifeless stone gray.Izumi Scale's form was perched on the dark side, straig
In a voice that sounded like a clear spring shattering jade, Ye Cangong handed over the marriage certificate, and Ning took it for a long time.He unfolded the marriage certificate, the soft paper was like a freshly picked flower petal, and the fragrance of a young girl was still spread on it. Ning long unfolded the marriage certificate, like a flower petal blooming, the familiar handwriting on it came into view.'Ye Chan Palace'.Ning looked at these words for a long time, her fingers trembling lightly, and after a moment she refolded the marriage certificate.He looked at his master and smiled, "Master's orders are hard to disobey, this marriage certificate, disciple will have the audacity to accept it."Ye Chan Gong hmmm'd.The corners of her slightly curled lips slowly smoothed out, and the momentary smile was short, but it was enough to move the heart.The two men sat silently against each other.Ye Chan Gong's beautifully straigh
The wind of autumn swept through the world of eternal life, the ancient mirror such as the moon hanging high, sprinkled with a silver great piece, such as a dreamy scene, Ning long and Ye Chan Palace stood side by side, together with the appreciation of this round of autumn moon.It is also mid-autumn on earth.Ning could imagine that Xiang'er and the others must also be looking up at the moon. What they were looking at was not the same moon, but the same heart. Sooner or later, one day, these hearts would cross the divide between the eternal realms and be linked together.Ye Chan Gong looked at the mirror.The mirror hung high, and the silhouette was somewhat blurred."So it's been so many years."Ye Chan Gong looked at the moon, whispering to himself, swallowing the fire to ascend when it was yesterday, but suddenly look back, but it is already a thousand years of time.Just the moonlight from a million feet high in the sky, across the lay
In the ethereal and clear dao hall, Ning Nagisa and Ye Chan Gong looked at each other across the veil.Ye Chan Gong looked at the paper marriage certificate, her eyebrows moved slightly, like the fine breeze fanned by a butterfly's wings."Shall I write it?"Ye Chan Palace returned to tranquility.She is still a fairy as cold as the ice mountain, the fireworks of the world will float over her brow, but can not stick moisten.Ning waited for a long time, and earlier, his thoughts were confirmed, and he couldn't help but touch the top of his head for nothing.In the realm of eternal life, he had no dao and was just an ordinary person, so there was no way to see his lifeline, just like a person has no way to raise his eyes to see the heart of his head.The white veil grew still.Ye Cangong put pen to paper and wrote down a name without haste, and when she was done, she folded the marriage certificate.Ning held out her hand for a lo
Ning sat on the stone table for a long time, looking at the marriage certificate and falling into deep thought.The wedding book is standing still, like a delicate blooming petal, which is not stained with autumn dew, but has the unique poignancy of autumn.Ning looked around for a long time.He couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in the realm of eternity at the moment, but no matter what, this marriage letter should be the key to breaking the game.Ning Nagisa intends to give it another try.He picked up his pen and wrote the words 'Ye Chan Palace' on the marriage certificate and knocked on the door of the Dao Palace once again.The white veil blew in the Taoist temple, and the silhouette swayed."The marriage contract has been written."This time, Ning Nagisa didn't wait for Ye Canyangong to speak, nor did he sit on his knees respectfully; he stood upright, holding the marriage certificate, and snatched it up, "I wrote 'Ye Can
In the crystal-carved palace, the marriage certificate between Ye Chan Gong's fingers looked like a maple leaf.Ning looked at the marriage letter for a long time, the fingers between his sleeves suddenly trembled, and at this moment, he felt that the world was clear.The wind of butterflies blew through the window, showering the courtyard with golden broken awnings, light falling through the window onto Ning's cheeks for a long time, light and shadows flowing past like water, and silent time flowed in such equally silent imagery.Ye Chan Gong watched him, not knowing if she was looking at him or at the beautiful golden shadow floating across his cheek.A moment later, Ye Cangong's fingers shrunk slightly, seemingly about to take back the marriage certificate, and Ning Changcheng's hand blocked this, his hand falling to the marriage certificate at some point as well, pinching a corner of it.Ye Chan Gong looked at him again, but did not immediately let
The town floated above the Eternal Realm, a rootless, suspended island.Golden butterflies flew all around the town, the world had no sun, so they became countless luminaries, glow worms gathered in lanterns that lit up the world.Ye Chan Gong took his hand and leapt into the world.The world opened up for them.Ning long leapt down from the island-like town, and he spread his arms out like a bird of prey as the wind murmured in his ears.They dropped from the high school all the way down to the earth.The eternal realm is crystal clear and glows with the beauty of the spirit state.The earth here is made up of silvery fine soft particles, incomparably soft, the trees are also like crystal sculptures, towering, like a majestic palace, running between the forest deer, deer like butterflies, also golden, they shuttle between the forest, retaining only the instincts of the pre-life, do not drink, do not eat, forget about life and forget about d
The sea of dust from the star explosion was like a layer of barrier between heaven and earth, as if the myth and legend had been verified, and the heaven and earth were divided into nine, and the sunlight was reflected by the ashes floating in the sky, unable to shine onto the ground. The ground was dim, and the temperature dropped dramatically.The aftermath of the meteorite's explosion was still leveling off at unimaginably high speeds, the tumbling embers were filled with high temperatures, there were no more birds of prey in a thousand-mile radius, and the boisterous dust constructed a purgatory in which living beings could not survive.Not to mention the high altitude, the earth was swept away by the heat wave of the explosion, but fortunately the center point of the explosion was the boundless Mirror LakeThe water in Mirror Lake has been boiled and large numbers of fish carcasses have surfaced from underwater.Bai Zang's body stained with a silver skir