Above the sky, I don't know when it started to snow. One after another, beautiful snowflakes floated on Half-Moon Mountain, gradually dyeing the sky and the earth into a white color.
Halfmoon Cliff On the other side, three figures stood on the cliff. The surrounding wind and snow turned into a huge whirlpool, swirling around the young man in plain clothes. The other two stood outside the whirlpool with solemn expressions, waiting quietly.
The three geniuses from different realms, now covered with injuries, joined forces to fight three disasters to save Jiang Xin, and almost died at the hands of Yazi.
Yazi must retaliate. Legend has it that it is the most brutal of all ferocious beasts. Even if it takes one more look, it will lead to crazy revenge.
Jiang Xin had the aura of Phoenix Blood on his body. When he fell off the cliff, he was noticed by Yazi and was sucked into the pool, so he was lucky enough to save his life.
However, Yazi is infinitely close to the three disasters, and with his own talent, he is almost as good as the three disasters of humans. Jiang Xin's cultivation is too weak and cannot bear the violent aura of Yazi. Maybe if it is a moment later, there will be no way to save it.
In the wind and snow, blood dripped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, staining the ground beneath him red.
In Jiang Xin's body, the shattered meridians were rapidly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. Phoenix Blood's remaining strength was still there to speed up the recovery of the injury.
Outside the wind and snow, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen watched quietly, but did not dare to intervene easily. They could only trust the bloodstained young man in plain clothes in front and wait patiently.
"He is not a spy from another world," Jiang Hua said calmly.
"Maybe." Luan Fengchen sighed softly. He couldn't see it, but he also didn't want to believe that that person had lied to him again.
"No matter what you choose, at least until he recovers from his injuries, I won't let you take him back to the Holy Land," Jiang Hua said lightly.
"Yeah" Luan Fengchen responded, looking at the figure in front of him without saying anything else.
The snow in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and the huge whirlpool is spinning violently around Su Yi. The endless Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy gathers with shocking power.
However, the broken body was unable to hold on. Ning Chen suddenly felt weak, his body became unstable several times, and his breath suddenly dispersed.
"Not good." Seeing that the former's body was in difficulty, and if he continued with force, it might be dangerous, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen could no longer care about anything else, they broke into the wind and snow, turned their hands on Condensing Essence, and let their true energy penetrate into their bodies.
With the blessing of alien energy, Ning Chen's figure finally stabilized. With a soft drink, Scroll of Life lucked out again. As the silver light rose, it converted the two people's true energy and injected it into the meridians around Jiang Xin.
Vast Essence was in shock, and the ghost gate was fighting for his life. Time passed little by little, and Jiang Xin's seriously damaged body was finally repaired, and his expression returned to a peaceful state.
The three of them stopped their hands, each showing signs of fatigue. Jiang Xin also slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the familiar figure in front of him, he subconsciously called out, "Master"
Ning Chen's eyes showed a touch of relief. The next moment, his residual body could no longer support him. He staggered and fell forward.
"Master"
Jiang Xin was startled and immediately regained his composure, supporting the former. Only then did he see the blood all over his master and his almost useless left arm.
"Returning to the General's Tomb"
Jiang Hua helped the two people, and his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the distance.
Luan Fengchen moved his feet, and the red shadow dispersed, and followed him.
Half a day later, at the general's knife grave, plain clothes lay quietly on the stone platform, with ancient knives swaying gently around them, carrying the breath of time.
The Sword Tomb, the forbidden area of the Tianchen Jiang Family, contains the swords of all the powerful men above the elder level in the general family for thousands of years. Some have been corroded by time, and some have been immortal for thousands of years, but still have their edge.
The location of the general's sword tomb is very secret. Only the heads of each generation of the general's family can know about it. With the formation covering it up, it is difficult for even the innate experts to find it.
Ning Chen suffered too many injuries, especially the sword wounds from his left shoulder to his left arm. The inflammation almost destroyed all the arm bones and meridians. He could not recover in a day or two.
In the tomb of swords, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen have been recovering from their injuries. Jiang Xin is silently guarding Ning Chen. He has not said a word since he came back.
Jiang Hua visited Jiang Hua several times. After seeing Jiang Xin waiting silently, he sighed in his heart and did not disturb him.
Four days later, Ning Chen woke up, and Jiang Xin was startled at first, then burst into tears, and immediately threw herself into the former's arms and started crying.
Ning Chen smiled tiredly, rubbed the little girl's hair, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry anymore."
Hearing the noise, Jiang Hua rushed over, looked at each other seriously for the first time at this moment, and then spoke at the same time.
"Thank you"
"Thank you"
Thank you for something, thank you very much. The two of them said it, but they didn't know what they were thanking. One was Master Jiang Xin, and the other was Brother Jiang Xin. They were supposed to be doing things, so why thank them so much.
Luan Fengchen also came and stood not far away, waiting for an answer.
Ning Chen gently pushed the little girl away, stood up and looked at the young man in red in front of him, and told his origin seriously, "Eastern Divine Continent, Marquis of Knowing Fate of Great Xia"
"Four poles Holy Son" Luan Fengchen also said slowly without any needless concealment.
Ning Chen waved his hand, and a drop of Phoenix Blood flew out. The red light shone, and a trace of powerful vitality spread out, which was very extraordinary.
"This is Phoenix Blood"
The familiar breath floated in front of his eyes, and Luan Fengchen's expression finally changed.
Wrong, all wrong.
Phoenix Blood, only Longevity Palace has it. That person also had this kind of aura, but he didn't go back for a long time and gradually forgot about it.
He still remembered that when he first met Nine Heavens Mountain Jade Mechanism Peak, he felt that the person in front of him felt familiar, but he didn't think of it for a while. Now, he finally knew that this was the aura of Phoenix Blood.
Before that, Phoenix Blood was indeed only available from the Longevity Palace's Calamity King.
"Eastern Divine Continent, there is a place named Featherfall Valley..."
The story is not long. Ning Chen spoke calmly. The three of them listened quietly. The more they listened, the more silent they became.
The truth is always cruel and difficult to accept. There is never a strict boundary between who is right and who is wrong. Only the human heart can judge.
"I'm going back to the Holy Land"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luan Fengchen turned around and left. At this moment, Liexun's red-clothed and red-haired man was no longer as free and easy as before. He put on shackles and gradually became heavier.
He believed it, but he was wrong. Once again, he lied to him.
After ten years of nurturing him, he taught him martial arts, Daoism, and life. But at this moment, he found that he could no longer see him clearly.
The red figure retreating under the moonlight, carrying a heavy body, disappeared as the cold wind blew by.
"Your injury..." Jiang Hua asked.
"No problem" Ning Chen interrupted the former, shook his head and said.
"Master" Jiang Xin said worriedly as there were still tears on his face.
Ning Chen stroked the tears from the little girl's face and said softly, "Jiang Xin, practice martial arts well in the future and listen to your elder brother's teachings. Remember, your master is the best in the world, and you are her disciple, and you will not lose to anyone."
"Master, where are you going? I'll go with you." Hearing the master's farewell words, Jiang Xin panicked and grabbed the former's arm, refusing to let go.
"Jiang Xin, your master has his own affairs, so don't lose your temper," Jiang Hua advised.
Ning Chen had a smile on his face, and finally rubbed the little girl's hair, then caressed her hands away and walked away.
In the past, when she couldn't get it, he had no choice but to take her with him. Now that she got it, how could he stop her anymore.
As a teacher, she always hopes that she can get more, so she feels relieved.
Jiang Xin couldn't stop it, squatting there and crying, the people who listened felt unspeakable pain and endless astringency in their hearts.
Jiang Hua stood nearby, waiting silently, not daring to speak anymore.
Ning Chen went all the way north and never looked back. For Jiang Hua, when he first heard the name, he didn't have a good impression. A person who didn't even protect his little sister, no matter how dazzling he was, was still shameful.
Later, after a battle with the generals, Jiang Hua rushed back from abroad. The first time they met was a fight of life and death. At that time, there was no nonsense to talk about, only a fight of victory and defeat.
Later, they met on Halfmoon Cliff. The first reaction of the two was to fight with swords. After calming down, they guessed the other's purpose.
In the battle with Yazi, both he and Jiang Hua were incompetent, and the battle was full of dangers. Seeing the unshakable power of the three disaster beasts, Jiang Hua still refused to retreat, so he knew that this man was a good brother.
Everyone's way of protecting is different, perhaps, outsiders just don't know it.
The cold moon was gone and the cold wind was howling. On the Halfmoon Cliff, people in plain clothes gathered together, took a look at the deserted cliff, and turned around to leave.
He is not dead, he is really destined.
According to rumors, all the Nine-Five Masters are blessed with luck, and as long as they are not destined to die, they will always surprise people.
Now it seems that the rumors are not false.
The theory of luck has been around since ancient times. There is a powerful weapon to suppress luck in the big Summer Palace. Great Xia can be invincible for thousands of years, and this weapon is indispensable.
The function of the knife in his hand is not difficult to guess. When the weapon was being forged, Li Yan, Li Youwei and the two innates were present together, which already explained a lot of things.
In addition, the attitude of the Lihuo royal family towards the Holy Land is not as loyal as imagined. Li Yan betrayed Jiang Xin to the Holy Land at the risk of being retaliated by an innate. The only explanation is that he wanted to divert the attention of the Holy Land.
The rumors about him and his seniors that were spread in various places in the past few days should be caused by Li Youwei.
In the world, there is no magical weapon that can make an emperor so nervous, unless this weapon is related to the country, the country and the country.
However, what surprised him a little was that the Weapon of Destiny of the Lihuo Dynasty had just been cast. In the hundreds of years before that, once luck was coming, what and who could suppress it.
In the past, he had not thought about this. Now, Li Yan and Li Youwei gave him a reminder that he could not waste such a good idea in vain.
He has a mouthful of Weapon of Destiny in his hand. This kind of opportunity is very rare.
Earthly Artisan Manor There is no more tinkling sound of iron. After casting the soldiers, the craftsman put down the hammer in his hand and just sweeps away the snow every day, or plants a winter plum blossom in the yard.
The blowing cold wind stirred up a waterfall of snow. The snow had not fallen completely, but I saw red in the snow, which was blood on my clothes. I appeared in plain clothes and walked into the courtyard.
When the floor builder saw the young man in front of him, his flower-planting hands paused slightly, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
Ning Chen didn't say anything. He waved his hand and a pure white sword appeared in front of him, saying, "I just want to ask, is this sword Weapon of Destiny?"
The craftsman was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
"Name" Ning Chen said calmly.
"Nianqing," the craftsman said softly.
"Ha" Ning Chen turned around, the snowflakes all fell, and Su Yi left.
Above the Lihuo Dynasty, the plain white figure flew higher and higher, looking down at the entire Qingli City. The surrounding aura poured into the blade. In an instant, a dazzling white brilliance bloomed in the nine heavens, illuminating the entire sky.
The next moment, under the thousands of palaces, the earth shook, and the vast purple energy rose up to the nine heavens. However, before it could fly, it seemed to be restrained by something again, making it difficult to move forward half a step.
The astonishing sight shook the entire imperial city. Li Youwei, Duke Muyang, and Imperial Enshriners all felt it and hurriedly walked out.
"Is this it?"
Ning Chen took one step forward and galloped down. The sharp fall intensified the power of the sword. With one slash, a huge crack appeared in the space, shocking everyone.
Under the terrifying light of the sword, a majestic and solemn palace collapsed in the center of the palace. The ancient bronze bells screamed and exploded, scattering all over the sky.
Four Extremes Sacred Lands, in the temple, a person's expression changed instantly, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Lihuo Imperial City, filled with murderous intent.
The ancient bell shattered, and Li Huo's suppressed luck for hundreds of years suddenly came out like a spring. Ning Chen waved his hand, and the white sword light flashed across the void. The whole body's kung fu was activated, absorbing the luck of the heavens, and continuously introduced it into the blade.
The thunder in the sky roared densely and continued to fall. The great changes that had occurred for hundreds of years reappeared today, shocking the world.
In the palace, Li Yan woke up from a coma as if he felt something. His crippled body trembled feebly, but nothing could be changed.
The powerful men of the Holy Land, as well as the worshipers of the Lihuo Dynasty, rushed over quickly and tried to stop them, but they were all blocked by the surging luck and could not get closer even half a step away.
"Ning Chen"
Li Youwei rushed over and looked at the figure in the thunder and purple air, a hint of weakness flashed across her beautiful face.
Without luck, the Li family dynasty will be like catkins floating in the rain, precarious.
In his heart, is he really unwilling to miss any friendship at all?
The rolling thunder became more and more alarming, and the moment all the purple energy gathered into the blade, it suddenly descended.
Ning Chen held the knife and swung it, the knife opened the sky, and the sky was filled with thunder and collapsed, dissipating invisible.
The pure white blade has now turned purple, and the purple energy is lingering, disappearing and appearing, which is extremely shocking.
The moment they passed by, Ning Chen stopped for a moment and said calmly, "Senior Dijiang said that this sword is called Nianqing, Nianqing, the past feelings. Do you think this name is correct?"
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