Chapter 647： Non-sage

If Song Ning didn't ask, the Taoist immortals would naturally not take the initiative, and now Song Ning asked, they also opened the conversation box.

"One of our ancestors, Kaishan ancestor, was a true immortal. I contacted the ancestor before. At that time, instead of wanting to do it, he was restrained and unable to do it."

The man spoke, and then others said, "Yes, we asked before, and the ancestor did not tell, but the ancestor saw the gossip mirror a few days ago, and then he told the truth. Just a thousand years ago, Youlan Continent During the night, all the true immortal monks began to retreat, only because they were restrained. Only by breaking through their self-cultivation and achieving golden immortality can they get rid of the restraint. "

"Take me to see your ancestors," Song Ning said.

The immortal stunned, although embarrassed, but Song Ning could not refuse him.

"Some things, I need to ask in person. Which of your ancestors has a true fairy ancestor still alive, please take me to see you," Song Ning said.

Now Song Ning has said so, and they all have to answer.

Song Ning and Bai Ting Bai Xin greeted each other, and then followed these Daoxian one by one to the Zongmen to visit the true ancestors.

As a result of the blood spirit array of the former albino, some of the true immortals who were closed to seek breakthrough have already died, and there are only three true immortal ancestors in the surviving sect.

Within three days, Song Ning shuttled through the quiet orchid continent, visited the three people, and asked them the same question.

In the end, Song Ning finally reached a conclusion.

Thousands of years ago, a force appeared in the Orchid Continent. This power seemed to come from outside the sky and from the stars. The owner of this power did not know what method was used to reduce the life of all the true fairy monks in the Orchid Continent to Only one hundred years, and the power is constrained, once a lot of immortal power is used, then Shou Yuan will quickly dissipate and die on the spot.

Perhaps it is also the master of this power that passed the method of cracking to a certain true fairy monk, and the monk told the other true fairy monks, and word of mouth, it is now known.

The monks of the real cents cherished this hundred years of time, have closed their turtles in silence, and tried every means to prolong their life. But even so, they can only extend their life to at most thousands of years.

Now that they are close to a millennium, they are coming.

"If it weren't for the limit, there wouldn't be the previous battle ..." Song Ning thought, a ray of spiritual consciousness infiltrated into the storage ring and took out the soul-binding rope.

At this time, Soul Bound is tied to Bai Huaren. Song Ning holds the Soul Bound in one hand and the Nine Nether River in one hand.

Bai Huaren was sturdy and bound by the soul-binding rope. As soon as he appeared, he looked at Song Ning in horror: "Song Ning, please, forgive me, forgive me!"

Song Ning narrowed his eyes at Bai Huaren and did not speak.

Bai Hua Ren Po Tong knelt on the ground with a cry: "All the things of the day were instructed by that person, and the method of seizing the house was what she told me. It was not me, nor was it what I wanted to do. The longevity of Shouyuan's tortoise lasts for thousands of years, and the limit of the millennium is approaching. If I don't do this, I can only die! "

Before Song Ning opened his mouth, Bai Huaren gave all the things Song Ning wanted to know. At this time, Bai Huaren knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

just……

"If begging for mercy is useful, how about the hundreds of thousands of Bai family members who died? How about the 30,000 monks who died in the demon domain? There were only one hundred thousand monks who came to watch on the day of the war, but they did not dare to go forward. There are millions of monks. Do you think I will let you go? "

Song Ning looked at Bai Huaren indifferently: "Without the power of Nirvana, Xiao Ke would die, without the help of immortality, the Black Wind would die, and now the two people closest to me are almost dying because of you, you want me Let you go? "

In Song Ning's left hand, the Nine Nether Nile River trembles, seeming to be constantly agitated inside. Song Ning smiled and turned his hand to unfold the corner of the Nine Nether Nile River.

Bai Hua Ren Dahao: "No! Song Ning, don't, don't, don't open the painting, I'll make you a slave, whatever you want me to do, as long as you can ..."

However, Bai Huaren's voice came to an abrupt halt, and the soul-binding rope shuddered. Bai Huaren was directly sucked into the Nine Nether Nile River Picture. As soon as he entered the Nine Nether Nile Picture, Song Ning closed the Nine Nether Nile Picture, although With Song Ning's current power, he can barely suppress the Nine Nether Rivers even if he doesn't need to bind the soul cable, but now he enters albino, if he doesn't need to bind the soul cable, he still feels not at ease.

Bai Huaren was sucked into the Nine Nether Rivers, and suddenly seemed to enter the Nether Realm. Numerous souls and evil spirits rushed towards him instantly. These evil spirits seemed to have n’t eaten for thousands of years. Albino's body.

Albino is struggling and resisting. He can break up the ten evil spirits around him, but he can't resist the large number of evil spirits.

Stern roar came from the picture of Nine Nether Rivers. Even though it was sealed by the soul-binding cable, Song Ning could hear clearly. Perhaps, only by hearing this sound, Song Ning's heart would be a little calm.

Song Ning turned his hands away and collected the Nine Nether Rivers, with a glance in his eyes. He turned to look at the black wind beside him, and asked with a wry smile, "Did I change?"

Heifeng followed Song Ning for so long, naturally understanding Song Ning's thoughts at this time.

"Unchanged."

Song Ninglue frowned: "Tortured him, using this vicious method to make him desperate, hasn't it changed?"

"Master, you are not a saint." Black Wind bowed his head.

Song Ning murmured the words of Heifeng.

Non-sage ...

Non-sage ...

Suddenly, he smiled, the doubts that had been lingering in his mind disappeared, and the knot was untied.

He is not a saint. Moreover, even a saint may not be able to be tender to the enemy. Even if he is a saint, he will not let go of such evil people.

Punishing Bai Huaren is a deadly feud for Song Ning, but a public feud for the demon domain!

Thinking of this, Song Ning frowned, his eyes suddenly became confused again.

"Master?" Heifeng looked at Song Ning puzzled.

Song Ning suddenly sat cross-legged, her hands were designed as lotus fingers, and she meditated in situ. Around Song Ning, there was a line of intangible silk threads that no one could see. Even Song Ning could only feel faintly. By then, the silk thread was looming in Song Ning's world, but it could not be captured.

These silk threads constitute the source of the world.

Song Ning could n’t grasp Daoyuan, but just now, he suddenly felt a bit enlightened, right and wrong, just like yin and yang, and the contradiction complemented each other. Wrong is also associated.

All this is like taking this albinism into the Nine Nether Rivers chart, with different positions, then right and wrong are different, this is Tao, Tao source!

[The author's digression]: 5/5