A shimmer of light arose in the grey sky.
At dawn, everything stretched out.
In the Oracle Sword Heavenly Sect, Purple Heaven Taoist School, Liantian Town or the other places of the South Continent, different people watched the sun rising and shining the grey sky brightly from different angles.
The stars and the moon lost their luster and hid behind the blue sky. As a result, the whole sky looked like a vast mirror but it didn’t reflect the shadow of the earth at all.
By the lotus pond, Mr. Zhang and the boa were watching the run rising together.
In the old house, Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling were sleepless. Their white clothes were like the snow piled up for many years.
“Changjiu, the Sword Fighting Tournament of Four Peaks is about to start.” Ning Xiaoling put on a worried look and stared at the light outside getting brighter and brighter at an unstoppable speed. Yet, her heart sank bit by bit.
Lu Jiajia went through the wilderness by sword. Her speed was so fast that the wind blew on her face as if making a thunderous sound. Her clothes were billowing in the wind at a high speed. She was like a sword. Where she went across, the air blasting sound sounded in her ears.Lu Jiajia didn’t wear a hair cap so her long hair billowed wildly. She looked down to glance around the wilderness. The fields and villages all came to her view. Even the woods and the brambles couldn’t hinder her sight at all.She landed. A moment later, the flying sword finally fell to her slowly.The sword hung aside and slightly twisted. The tip of the sword glistened with starry light.The billowing black hair gradually subsided. It was the memorial archway of Liantian Town in front.Behind the memorial archway was the solid and tough red clay wall. Under the wall, many beasts’ carcasses were piled up. Most of the beasts were dead no
Liantian Town couldn’t be seen in the wilderness at all.It seemed to be hidden in an intangible space. The transparent space’s walls rippled. From time to time, some people would get out of there in confusion.The sword Qi that was like the Death Sickle swept across above the people like a group of ravens but it was cut off in the air by the white sword light and shattered into countless spots.Lu Jiajia stood before Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling. The sword in her hand was clearly ordinary but it emitted extraordinary abundant immortal Qi.Twelve Qiu raised his head. His nose was pale and his eyes under the hood were like dark blue blades. He stared at the unexpected woman and guessed who she was, “Are you Xue Xunxue, the peak master of Xuanri Peak?”Lu Jiajia didn’t answer.Her white figure disappeared in situ. The sword sound lingered in the air. The sword next to her turned into several streak
Ning Changjiu took the sword, walked across the formation and headed towards the center of the field.No one had noticed when he arrived. Neither did anyone know who he was.“You’ve got some nerve,” Fang Hege looked at him and praised. Then, he asked, “What’s your name?”The genius disciples of the four peaks were mostly celebrated. Even if they didn’t fight against each other, they had heard of each other. Fang Hege’s asking was actually an insult to the disciples of some renown.However, none of the disciples of the three other peaks knew Ning Changjiu. Even the seniors only heard of him occasionally.Ning Changjiu looked at the young man in white and found that the latter’s white clothes were tidier than his.Although it resulted from days’ traveling, he still felt displeased. He answered calmly, “Ning Changjiu.”“Ning Changjiu...” Fang Hege thought about it and then recalled who he
Jiuying...The fog on the contest field condensed into a huge sword but the name was more like a vaster expanse of fog in front of all.The man in black slightly floated and the tips of his feet were a line away from the ground. His black robe was like extremely dark clouds, rolling back and forth. The smile on his pale face was very faint but it was like being deeply buried under the earth for more than a thousand years.Even the cultivator at the peak of the realm of Purple Court couldn’t break the Sect Protecting Formation within a short time but in his eyes, it was like a useless barrier.“Jiuying...” Jing Yangxia stared at the young man in astonishment, “How is it possible? You’ve revived an ancient fierce beast?”Jiuying crossed his arms before his chest, saying coldly, “I’m not a fierce beast but a god.”The four peak masters stared at the young man. Bixiao, Dongyang, Wenyun and Minglan vibra
When Ning Changjiu struck the last sword move, all the shadows returned to his body and the domineering sword Qi also vanished now.They seemed to be in the darkness. In the extreme darkness, the moon was covered so all the light was gone. Everything visible was engulfed by the darkness.The saber in the hand of the young man in black, which was like dry sand losing its stickiness, started to fade away.Seeing Ning Changjiu’s weird posture, he wanted to laugh. Nevertheless, when he stared at the sword stabbed into his throat, he just couldn’t laugh then. Instead, he could only make a strangely deep voice.The young man in black was full of doubts. He wanted to ask something but Ning Changjiu didn’t give him any chance. The sword Qi flashed across as if the magma gushed out. Countless red lines lit up in his body. Those red lines were like arising blood streaks as if they were about to break out of the skin anytime.
The wind whistled above the four peaks.The disciples in the peaks, just like the toppled-over wheat, supported each other amidst stumbling. Tianku Peak in the gale was more like a musical instrument playing the miserable funeral song. The shrill whistle made countless people cover their ears.“Those below the realm of Long Life all retreat to the inner peak!” Someone shouted and set up a barrier with his sword Qi to cover the disciples and allow them to evacuate.“All the disciples shall retreat and the elders above the realm of Long Life must guard the formation with me!”“...”In the violent wind, even the cultivators’ loud shouts were occasionally drowned.In the sky, two huge swords were like dragons colliding against each other. After hitting each other, they were more like fighting boas, intertwining with each other, strangling each other in the posture of intercourse and eating alive each ot
The old man scrutinized the painting for a long time. With his wrinkled fingers, he stroked every scale of the black boa, the top of the cyan head and eventually, its sharp fangs.It was not long but the old man’s eyes looked as if transcending the days of yore.He rolled up the painting, stuffed it into a wooden case, carried it on his back and then got out of the door.The townspeople of Liantian Town gradually recovered from the panic. Those kindhearted monsters also returned to their own posts but subconsciously, they just stayed away from those strange paintings.The lotus flowers on the pond were moist and round while the lotus leaves all got out of the pond’s surface against the morning wind. In the sunlight at noon, the wind caused the water to ripple with silver light. Everything looked peaceful.The old man bent down, untied the rope of the boat, stepped on the lotus boat and drove it towards the depth
Eleven Ci stared at the middle-aged man who proclaimed to be Lu Yuanbai. Never had he heard of such a capable master in the Oracle Sword Heavenly Sect. His sword Qi was so reserved that he looked like a cultivator whose realm was not high.Yet, such being the case, Eleven Ci became even more serious.His light purple magic robe illuminated with the flowing spiritual lights just like swimming fishes. The spiritual lights touched and separated from each other, which resembled the abstruse words carved on the tripod.Behind Eleven Ci, the purple spiritual aura cracked, flattened and twirled like the dancing butterflies. He was like a playboy spending time with various women, except that it was not a carved fan but a sharp Taoist sword that slipped out of his sleeve.“I don’t know you. Why do you wait for me?” Eleven Ci asked.Lu Yuanbai grabbed the sheath and held it into his arms. He looked a bit tipsy. When he go
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