Blood Feather spread its wings and its black feathers merged with the darkness. The white clothes on it billowed in the wind. As the young man uttered his malediction, Siming’s crystalline eyes glistened.
The region of time set up by her disappeared quickly after Yechu arrived.
Blood Feather rose to the sky and went away. After Ning Changjiu got away from Siming’s region, his mental strength finally broke free.
The gate of his Zifu was opened. The restrained golden crow turned into golden threads and got into Ning Changjiu’s body as if being summoned. A long and narrow golden fall also seemed to hang in the darkness.
Siming wanted to catch him but she couldn’t.
The golden fall gradually became thin and dry. In the end, it was drawn back into Ning Changjiu’s body. The wind stirred up by Blood Feather’s wings whistled in the height just like a wild sneer.
The white clothes and the red dress both disap
The signal smoke rose to the sky.Siming held the sword handle and pulled it out of her body slowly. The blade was stained by the blood. Her heartbeat also hit the blade across the distance of 1.5 centimeters and transmitted to her hand that held the sword through the blade.Her hand was trembling too.The big tree behind her had been destroyed by the spiritual power and slowly fell. She bent down slowly and leaned against the ruined tree stump. Staring at the bloodstain on the blade, she parted her lips and gasped nonstop, her ample bosoms heaving. Her upper white blouse had been soaked in blood, which looked like a blooming peony. And blood also oozed out of her vermilion lips. As she puckered her lips, her lips were stained with blood then.In the past, she had witnessed the death of many beautiful women. She always thought that death carried a kind of dramatic beauty.Now, the blood streamed out of her injur
In Duanjie City, before the signal smoke was kindled.The royal palace was in the darkness and the plaza ahead was empty. The city walls stood there squarely, on which there were guards. Sometimes, the torches were burning in situ and at other times, they were carried back and forth.Su Yanshu stared at such a royal city, her fiery dress billowing in the night wind. The pattern of phoenix on her dress seemed to have fallen asleep.“I don’t like this place,” she suddenly said in a soft voice, “This place is like a prison. Since I came here, I’ve spent every day singing, dancing and drinking. And I have to force myself to smile at the king. I’m really tired. Can we leave... The peach blossoms should bloom for the spring but not for the people who appreciate the flowers.”Behind her, the darkness seemed to ripple with her words.“Do you want to leave with me?” A voice sounded from behind her.With a sa
Time just fleeted in Duanjie City.A month passed within a blink of an eye.The temperature in the city kept dropping. Days were short and nights long.Duanjie City finally settled down after half a month’s chaos. Siming who hid behind the scenes walked out of the Xingling Hall in the posture of a goddess coming to the world and stabilized the order.She had a stunningly beautiful face and acted in a graceful demeanor with an air of elegance. She was so beautiful that no one would suspect her. They all took her words as the oracle.No new king had ascended the throne yet so the prime minister had to deal with the government affairs temporarily. As to Siming, after showing herself once, she hid behind the scenes again to navigate the overall situation.She wanted to pay no heed to the secular affairs but after all, the root of her law was hidden in Duanjie City. She needed to maintain the stability o
Ning Changjiu read all the books. The oil lamp was still burning. The bean-size flame flickered.He unfolded the last book and then merged the content of the Beiming Divine Sword Method with the other books.All the cultivation methods were integrated into a complete book in his consciousness.That was the Divine Records of Sura mentioned by Yechu, which was the Heavenly Heart Scripture of Bu Ke Temple in his previous life.Heavenly Heart Scripture was the required basic mental method of all the disciples in the temple. That was what Ning Changjiu practiced before he was 16 years old.Yet, he had been reincarnated but the veil on the memories by Bu Ke Temple still remained. Most of his memories were still like the iceberg hidden in the seawater. Only when it was seen could it be truly recalled.Now, the seal on the memories seemed to be unfrozen bit by bit. The complete picture of the Heavenly Heart
Ning Xiaoling and Lu Jiajia met the next afternoon.The young girl was wearing a simple white dress with a sword at her waist. Her long black hair drooped softly with the end of her hair tied into a knot. Her face still appeared somewhat childish but she was a lot quieter, displaying an air of detachment. She just looked like the young version of Lu Jiajia.When she came to meet Lu Jiajia, she was carrying a wooden box, in which there were the desserts made by her and the hair ornaments forged with the metal sheets by her.She arrived at Lu Jiajia’s cottage, sat on the mattress, took the warm desserts out and passed them to Lu Jiajia. Lu Jiajia slightly opened her eyes and said thanks rather than declined the offer. Then, she started to eat.“Master, are you used to living here?” Ning Xiaoling asked randomly.Lu Jiajia nodded, “Not bad. The South Wilderness is not as dangerous as the legend as long as I can resi
Siming stood on the platform. Under the black cape and the silver hair, the endless land and the city held her up high. The darkness within reach merged with her cold eyes. When she looked down at Duanjie City, she seemed to devour the whole magnificent city.Siming’s words were still resounding slowly.An extremely faint shadow suddenly flashed through her crystalline Taoist mind as if the mosquitoes flashed across the water and disappeared.She immediately exerted her power to reverse her own time.The time went back to several breaths ago. She stared at the still lake of heart that was like the mirror and yet saw nothing.The night wind blew over with coldness and poured into her clothes, making her even colder.“Did my eyes deceive me...” She thought. What was going to happen from today onward was of too much importance for her. She was unwilling to let go of any clue to interfere with her actio
Yechu and Ning Changjiu lived next door.Yechu had stopped telling fortune for others and focused his concentration on cultivating the Divine Records of Sura at home. He established countless bridges of destinies for himself so that every step forward could be almost on the fastest and luckiest path. Hence, his speed of cultivation was fast beyond comprehension.Ning Changjiu climbed over the wall, entered Yechu’s home, pushed open the gate, dragged a chair over and sat opposite him.He didn’t disturb Yechu but stared at the latter cultivating. He didn’t speak until Yechu finished cultivating, “Your current momentum is so magnificent. What an eye-opener!”Yechu opened his eyes slowly. One of his pupils was dark and the other one was golden. Holy radiance streamed down his cheek from the golden pupil slowly like tears.With a faint smile, Yechu said, “What doubts do you have today?”Ning Changjiu sai
Wails and cries spread through the city like a plague.The grey sky was glimmering with the pale light. Siming standing on the platform looked like a demon. There were countless streaks of spirits in her palms. Those were all the spirits absorbed by her.Different sounds including wails, begging for mercy, clanging of weapons, the sound of carriages hitting buildings, resounded noisily and frantically.The young man prostrated on the ground, striving to open his eyes to stare at the motionless black snake. He thought that it was only his delusion.Siming stood on the platform as if a monarch arrived at her territory. She looked at everything that was happening under the platform. Those summoned spirits were merely tools to take in the power in her eyes. Their lives were decided by her instant thought.The master of the godly state had long been dead. She was no longer second only to one.After today