Chapter 259

Above the sky, I do not know when it began to snow, one after another, beautiful snowflakes floating on the half moon mountain, gradually dyed the sky and earth into a white color.

On the other side of the half moon cliff, three figures stand on the cliff. The wind and snow around them turn into a huge whirlpool, whirling around the young people in plain clothes. The other two stand outside the whirlpool, looking solemn and waiting quietly.

The three Tianjiao from different realms are now covered with wounds. In order to save the general's heart, they joined hands to fight against the three disasters, and almost all died in the hands of Jai canthus.

It's said that if you look at it, you will get mad revenge.

There is the smell of Phoenix blood in his heart and body. In the process of falling off the cliff, he was noticed by Jai canthus and took it into the pool, so he got away with it.

However, Jai canthus is infinitely close to the three disasters. With his talent, he is almost as good as the human beings. He is too weak to bear the fierce breath of Jai canthus. Maybe a moment later, he will be really helpless.

In the wind and snow, the blood drops from the corners of ningchen's mouth, dyed the earth red.

In the heart, the broken meridians are quickly repaired at the speed visible to the naked eye. The remaining strength of Fengxue is still there, speeding up the recovery of the injury.

Outside the snowstorm, Jiang Hua and Luan FengChen are quietly watching, but they dare not interfere easily. They can only believe that the young man in plain clothes in front of him is covered with blood, waiting patiently.

"He is not a spy in a foreign land," Jiang Hua said calmly.

"Maybe" Luan FengChen sighed softly. He didn't see it, but he didn't want to believe it. The man cheated him again.

"No matter how you choose, I won't let you take him back to the holy land until he recovers from his injury," Jiang Hua said.

"En" random dust should be a, eyes looking at the figure in front of us, nothing more.

The snow in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and the huge whirlpool is whirling around the body of plain clothes. The endless aura of heaven and earth is converging, and the power is amazing.

However, the broken body is difficult to support. Ning Chen suddenly feels that his strength is not strong, his body is unstable for several degrees, and his breath is rapidly scattered.

"No good" sees that the former is hard to support, and if they force them down again, they may be in danger. They will ignore Huahe's troubles, break into the storm, turn their hands and solidify the yuan, and their true Qi will flow into their bodies.

With the blessing of the other yuan, Ning Chen's figure finally settles down. With a light drink, the volume of life will be transported again. As the silver light rises, the true Qi of the two people will be transformed and injected into the meridians around the heart.

Haoyuan concussion, ghost door snatch life, time little by little, will heart damage serious body finally gradually repair, look back to peace.

The three of them stopped, and each of them was tired. They slowly opened their eyes. Seeing the familiar figure in front of them, they subconsciously called out, "master"

there was a touch of comfort in Ning Chen's eyes. At the next moment, no matter how hard the body was to support, Ning Chen staggered forward.

"Shifu"

surprised, he immediately returned to his mind and held the former. Then he saw the blood of Shifu and his almost abandoned left arm.

"Huijiang daozhong"

he helped them, and their figure flashed, turned into streamer and disappeared in the distance.

Disorderly wind and dust at the foot of a move, red shadow scattered shape, then follow.

Half a day later, the family knife grave, plain clothes lying on the stone platform, around a mouth of ancient knife gently swaying, flowing the breath of years.

The sword grave, the forbidden area of Tianchen general's family, is filled with the sabres of all the powerful people above the elder level in the general's family for thousands of years. Some of them have been eroded by the years, some of them have been immortal for thousands of years, and their edge remains the same.

The location of the tomb is very secret. Only the head of each generation can know it. With the array covering, even the congenital strong are hard to find.

Ning Chen suffered too much damage, especially the sword wound from his left shoulder to his left arm. The inflamed Qi almost destroyed all the arm bones and meridians, and could not be recovered in a day or two.

In the tomb of the sword, general Hua and Luan FengChen have healed their own wounds. They keep their hearts by Ning Chen's side in silence. They haven't said a word since they came back.

After seeing the silent general for several times, he sighed and did not disturb him.

Four days later, Ning Chen wakes up, his heart is stunned at first, and tears fall like rain. He immediately pours into the former's arms and starts to cry.

Ning Chen, tired with a smile, rubbed the little girl's hair and said in a soft voice, "OK, don't cry"

hearing the news, he quickly came to see Hua. He looked at each other carefully for the first time at this moment, and then opened his mouth at the same time.

"Thank you"

"thank you"

a word of "thank you" is said by two people, but they don't know what to thank. One is the master of heart, the other is the elder brother of heart. It's the right thing to do. How can we thank you.

Chaos also came, standing not far away, waiting for an answer.

Ning Chen gently pushes away the little girl, gets up and looks at the young man in red in front of her. She tells her story in a proper way, "the eastern region, the great Xia Zhiming Hou"

"the four polar Saint son" is also a chaotic wind and dust, and slowly says without any unnecessary cover.

Ning Chen waved, a drop of Phoenix blood flying out, red light shining, a trace of strong vitality swing open, very extraordinary."This is the Phoenix blood"

the familiar breath rises and falls in front of my eyes, and the chaotic wind and dust look has finally changed.

Wrong, wrong.

Phoenix blood, only Changsheng temple, that person also has this kind of breath, however, he did not go back for a long time, gradually forget.

I still remember the first time I met on Xuanji peak of jiuxiao mountain, he felt that there was a familiar feeling in front of him, but he didn't think of it for a moment. Now, he finally knew that it was the smell of Phoenix blood.

Before that, Fengxue was really only the disaster king of Changsheng hall.

"There is a place in eastern China called eclosion Valley..."

The story is not long, Ning Chen said quietly, three people in the side quietly listen to, the more listen to the more silent.

The truth is always cruel and hard to accept. There is never a strict line between who is right and who is wrong. Only people's hearts can judge.

"I go back to the Holy Land"

the words fall, the dust turns around and leaves, and the red clothes and red hair of hunting are no longer as free and easy as they used to be. They put on shackles and gradually sink.

I believe it. I'm wrong. Again, he lied to him.

After ten years of cultivation, he taught him to practice martial arts, enter the Tao, and be a man. But now he finds that he can no longer see him clearly.

The red figure far away under the moonlight, with a heavy, cold wind blowing, disappeared.

"Your wound..." Jiang Hua asked.

"Unimpeded" rather Chen interrupts the former's words, shook head, way.

"Shifu" will still have tears on his face, worried.

Ning Chen touched the tears on the little girl's face and said in a soft voice, "Jiang Xin, practice martial arts well in the future, and listen to your elder brother's teaching more. Remember, your master is the best in the world, you are her disciple, and you won't lose to anyone"

"master, where are you going? I'll go with you. "Hearing master's farewell words, he panicked, grabbed the former's arm and refused to let go.

"Jiang Xin, your master has his own business. Don't be temperamental," Jiang Hua advised.

Ning Chen showed a smile on his face, and finally rubbed the little girl's hair, immediately stroked the latter's hands and walked away.

Once upon a time, she couldn't get it, so he had to take her with him. Now, when she got it, how could he stop her.

As a teacher, she always hopes that she can get more. In this way, she can rest assured.

Will not stop the heart, squatting there crying, listen to the heart of the people can not say the bitter, not the astringent way.

Jiang Hua stood by and waited in silence, not daring to speak any more.

Ning Chen went all the way north, but he didn't look back. When he heard the name for the first time, he didn't like it. A person who didn't even protect his younger sister, no matter how dazzling, was also shameful.

Later, after the first battle, they drove Hua back from the outside. The first time they met, it was the battle of life and death. At that time, there was no nonsense, only the battle of victory and defeat.

Later, they met on the half moon cliff. Their first reaction was to fight with each other. After they calmed down, they guessed each other's purpose.

During the war, both he and general Hua were incomplete. There were many dangers in the war. Seeing the invincible power of the three evil beasts, general Hua still refused to retreat. He knew that this man was a good brother.

Each person's way of protection is different, perhaps, but outsiders do not know.

With the cold moon falling and the cold wind blowing, on the half moon cliff, the plain clothes gathered. After a look at the empty cliff, he turned and left.

He's not dead. He's really lucky.

It's said that the nine or five masters are endowed with good fortune. As long as they are not doomed to die, they will always give people a surprise.

Now it seems that the rumors are not false.

It's said that qi movement has existed since ancient times. There are important weapons in Daxia palace to suppress qi movement. Daxia can be invincible for thousands of years, and this weapon has contributed a lot.

It's not hard to guess the role of the knife in his hand. At the time of casting the soldiers, Li Yan, Li Youwei and two Xianren were present together, which already showed a lot of things.

In addition, the Lihuo royal family's attitude to the holy land was not as loyal as they thought. Li Yan risked being retaliated by an inborn family and sold his heart to the holy land. The only explanation was that he wanted to divert the attention of the holy land.

The rumors about him and his predecessors spread around the world a few days ago should be the work of Li Youwei.

In the world, no magic weapon can make an emperor so nervous, unless it is related to the country.

However, to his surprise, the Qi Yun soldiers of Lihuo Dynasty had just been cast. In the hundreds of years before that, what and who would suppress Qi Yun.

In the past, he didn't think about it. Now, Li Yan and Li Youwei have given him a hint that he can't waste such a good idea.

There was no sound of hammering in the craftsman's house. After casting the soldiers, the craftsman put down his hammer and just swept the snow every day, or planted a plum blossom in the courtyard.

The cold wind blowing, Dangqi a waterfall of snow, snow has not yet fallen, but see red in the snow, is the blood on clothes, plain clothes appear, go to the hospital.When the craftsman saw the young man in front of him, the flower planting hand stopped slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry"

Ning Chen didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, the pure white knife appeared in front of him and said, "I just want to ask. Is this knife a lucky soldier?"

The craftsman was silent for a moment. He immediately ordered a little and said, "yes"

"name" Ning Chen said calmly.

"Nianqing" the craftsman said gently.

"Ah" Ning Chen turns around, snowflakes fall, plain clothes leave.

From the fire Dynasty, the plain white figure flew higher and higher, and his eyes looked down on the whole green glass city. The surrounding breath poured into the blade. In an instant, the dazzling white light bloomed in nine days, illuminating the whole sky.

The next moment, under the thousands of imperial palaces, the earth vibrates, and the vast purple air rises to nine days. However, before it flies, it seems that it is bound by something again, and it is difficult to move forward.

The amazing sight shocked the whole imperial city. Li Youwei, Muyang Gong and the royal family all felt it and rushed out.

"Is that it?"

Ning Chen step out, gallop down, the sharp fall of the power of the knife, a knife cut, space appeared a huge crack, shocked people.

In the center of the palace, a magnificent and solemn palace collapsed under the terrible sword. The ancient bronze bell, whistling sadly, immediately exploded and scattered all over the sky.

Four polar holy land, inside the temple, a person's face suddenly changed, eyes suddenly looking at the direction from the fire Imperial City, killing everywhere.

The ancient bell was broken, and it had been suppressed for hundreds of years. The Qi Movement came out like a spring. Ning Chen waved his hand, and the white light of the sword flashed across the void. His whole body was stimulated by his body, which strengthened the qi movement of Zhou Tian and continuously introduced it into the blade.

The thunder in the sky is dense and roaring, falling continuously. The great changes of hundreds of years reappear today, shaking the world.

In the palace, Li yanru felt something and woke up from a coma. His body trembled feebly, but nothing could be changed.

The strongmen of the holy land, as well as the offerings of Lihuo Dynasty, rushed to stop them, but they were all stopped by the turbulent Qi, and they could not get close to them.

"Ning Chen"

Li Youwei comes and looks at the figure in Lei Guang and Ziqi. There is a flash of weakness on her beautiful face.

Without luck, the Li Dynasty will be like a rainy day.

In his heart, is he really not willing to read any friendship?

Thunder rolling, more and more amazing, purple gas all gathered into the blade of the moment, suddenly came.

Ning Chen holds the knife and waves it. With one knife, the sky is filled with thunder. It disappears.

Now the pure white blade has turned into purple. It's full of purple. It's amazing.

At the moment of passing by, Ning Chen stopped a little and said calmly, "master Dijiang said that the name of this Dao is Nianqing, Nianqing of the past. Do you think the name is right?"

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