When Ning Changjiu left the library, he was still a bit muddled.
He could feel that Yan Zhou meant to chat with him deliberately but still stayed alerted faintly. Yet, why did Yan Zhou tell him something so important today?
Did Yan Zhou have some doubts about him and thus try to test him?
He had a guess but he couldn’t be sure of it.
Yet, if what Yan Zhou said was true, the remains of a god were buried on the desolate land of the South Continent. What kind of cultivation level did the god reach before he perished?
Ning Changjiu once read some books about gods fighting with each other in the library of Bu Ke Temple. As far as he learned, there didn’t seem to be any big wars among gods over the past 1000 years or so.
The twelve masters of the states of Yin were in charge of the supreme power in the universe but they still couldn’t take hold of all the power. As a result, the remaining power became the cradle
Tonight, the sky seemed to be shattered, causing the jade bits to scatter. The strange rocks on the Tianku Peak were covered with snow, which looked like white jade platforms. Decorated by the snow, the deadwood became “white trees”. Where the plum flowers and snow lotus bloomed, the faint fragrance permeated the air.Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling walked to the summit of the peak.Ning Xiaoling, wearing the cotton-padded dress and a jacket, blew on her palms and rubbed her hands.Ning Changjiu was still dressed in white and thin clothes. Yet, he was carrying a wooden case. It was hard to tell what was in the case.Snowflakes whirled in the sky like a myriad of feathers.“Changjiu, many people are watching us...” Ning Xiaoling said with worry.Ning Changjiu took a look at the bottom of the snow cliff. The disciples came out one after another, holding an umbrella to block the snow. The surface of the umbre
It was snowing heavily with a gale. The deadly rocks hung in the sky, except for a sword star sparkling stably at an extremely high position. That was the one lit up by Ning Xiaoling.The young girl supported herself on the sword, her cloth shoes half stuck in the snow. As she watched Ning Changjiu walk by her, she clenched her fists nervously.Lu Jiajia looked at the antique sword armor standing in the light sphere with the sword and then said, “Xiaoling, the light sphere won’t last long. You must seize the time.”Ning Xiaoling said with her gaze fixed on her fellow disciple, “Yes, Master.”Lu Jiajia heaved a sigh and also gazed at Ning Changjiu.Ning Changjiu, dressed in white with his hair scattered, walked forward on the snowfield with the crunch of the snow. He took a look at the sword star that was closest to Ning Xiaoling’s and estimated the distance inwardly. Then, he put down the wooden case and bent down to t
On the hidden peak, Nancheng let out a breath slowly.Under his scattered long hair, his thin face glowed with an extremely unhealthy green complexion. His slightly sunken eye sockets lacked vigor due to tiredness. Now, he was so thin that he couldn’t even walk steadily, who looked like a piece of rusty iron. Who could imagine he looked like a personable gentleman before entering the hidden peak?Holding the jade tablet, he came to the treasury for some spiritual fruits.“43 spiritual fruits,” Nancheng passed the jade tablet to the old man and told him how many he needed.The old man took the jade tablet and had a look at it. Then, he recorded it on a booklet, saying, “It happens that you can take 43 spiritual fruits only with the jade tablet.”Nancheng was slightly surprised, “So coincidental?”The old man squinted at him, “You didn’t know?”Nancheng frowned and thought the quota of th
Outside the peach curtain, no rich aura was flowing. It was windy and cold. The whole wasteland was like a dried river covered by autumn frost, showing different levels of the colors of dryness. Everything within the vision was desolate. The wilderness near the peach curtain seemed to be blessed by the immortal mountain. The bushes with dark green leaves were just discernible.The roads carved out were also covered by dry grass and took on the same color as the wilderness, because they were not trodden for a long time.The up-and-down mountain range showed up from afar to near with one mountain connecting another. The cloud boat flew above them and the mountains just looked like huge rocks below the boat.“Uncle-master Lu, have you ever been to Linhe City?” Ning Xiaoling asked.Lu Yuanbai was happy that this genius girl talked to him first. He answered, “Yes, I have been to all the towns within the radius of thousands of kil
Ning Xiaoling held him tightly in fright. After being in a daze, she finally remembered that she was a cultivator at the Immortal Realm now. She could have easily dodged such a short arrow as long as she set up a barrier with her spiritual power for a moment.Nevertheless, she was too frightened to make any reaction at that time.Now, holding Ning Changjiu’s waist, she was a bit ashamed and embarrassed, stuck in a pickle.Ning Changjiu took a casual look at the arrow stabbed in the wall and patted Ning Xiaoling’s back, signaling to her to loosen her hands.Ning Xiaoling immediately took the hint and released her arms, saying with worry, “Changjiu, be careful!”Without saying much, Ning Changjiu went into the room again.The moment he set his foot, the whoosh of the arrow came at him from the darkness again. Before the arrow got out of the bow, Ning Changjiu had sensed where the arrow was heading. Th
Demons in the universe and the living ghosts in the secular world.The former was easy to understand and the latter certainly meant the brute of a man like Ning Qinshui.Shubai could manage to understand but he was still puzzled.“You cultivators are hypocrites...” His voice was feeble.Without saying much, Ning Changjiu simply asked, “You’ve stayed here for more than a month?”Shubai said, “Emm.”Ning Changjiu asked, “What about your master?”Shubai said, “If Ning Qinshui still didn’t come back about midnight, I would go back to check on my master.”Ning Changjiu asked, “What do you usually eat?”Shubai said grumpily, “There is rice in the house and I have hands. Can I be starved to death?”Ning Changjiu looked at his thin body and his spine could be clearly seen through the thin clothes, which looked like a bone snake wigging on his spine.
Ning Changjiu unbolted the door, causing the dust to drop. After the door was opened, an old woman with a stick was found standing outside.The old woman had grey hair and a haggard face. She was thin and stooped slightly. Her cheekbones were prominent and the corners of her lips were a bit saggy. The wrinkles on her dry face just looked like the creases of the lotus leaves.She raised her head and stared at the young man in white with whitish and turbid eyes, saying tremblingly, “Is Mr. Ning back?”Ning Changjiu looked at her and couldn’t think of who she was. Hence, he simply answered, “No.”A disappointed look crossed the woman’s face. She said, “Oh... I saw smoke going out of the chimney so I thought Mr. Ning was back...”Ning Changjiu asked, “What’s the matter?”The old woman looked him up and down, asking, “You are the disciple of Mr. Ning?”Ning Changjiu said, “Yes, I can tell hi
“Do you know what a drink in the company of sing-song girls means?” Ning Changjiu replied with a question.Ning Xiaoling was rolling a copper coin among her fingers and said with a smile, “Of course I do. It means drinking in the brothel, paying the women to sing and dance, and then having a beauty to spend the night. Ouch...”Ning Xiaoling covered her head and Ning Changjiu withdrew his hand that knocked her head, saying with a smile, “You’ve learned so much!”Ning Xiaoling said in grief, “I heard it from several fellow disciples of the peak. They claimed to go to the brothel for a drink, saying that immortal cultivators would be treated well in the brothels. They won’t need to pay a lot.”Ning Changjiu said meaningfully, “Don’t listen to those fellow disciples chat anymore. They will contaminate your mind. You must learn more from me or Master Jiajia.”“Oh,” Ning Xiaoling intoned, elongating the word.