When Shao Xiaoli opened his eyes, he saw a broken sundial.
She froze as she looked at the sundial and realized she was in the Astral Temple.
This was her second visit to the Star Spirit Hall.
Shao Xiaoli moved her arm, she felt a tearing pain, this pain allowed her to feel her self more clearly, with the help of this feeling, she grasped her spirit a little bit, and quickly regained her consciousness.
The young girl tuned in for a moment, holding onto the broken sundial and half-kneeling, looking at the dried blood stains between her skirts and the broken hair that had fallen to the ground as she recalled the battle.
"Sister Szema."
Shao Xiaoli wasn't sure if her memory was an illusion as she struggled to get up, half walking, half crawling through the narrow path of the Star Spirit Hall, the flameless candles in the pools on either side of her reflecting off her milky white skin.
She pressed her hand against the talisman on the wall, the pa
Broken Boundary City.Ning had a sword stuck in his chest for a long time, and the dusty hilt of power wrapped around him.Hakuzo knew that she couldn't kill Ning for long by physical demise alone; she had to kill him at every point in history.In Ning's long-lasting realization, four thousand years of light retraced his steps, and he heard a cry. He knew that he had been born.Ning opened his eyes long enough to look out at the world, and instead of the chaos of the beginning of spiritual wisdom, his eyes were awake with the clarity of birthright knowledge.This was nearly 4,000 years ago.In the blink of an eye, Ning Nagisa had already turned into a teenager.He sat quietly outside the courtyard made of earthen walls, looking at the neatly planted seedlings in the field, silent.An old farmer came back from the distance carrying a hoe and a basket of herbs."I'm done with those books." The teenager said.The old farmer wa
The lotus leaves sleep on the clear round water, and the bright light sifts down from between the layers of shaded leaves, drawn up by the lake water, hidden between the stems and leaves and water plants, swaying gently with the wind. In the dimly lit woods, the chrysalis turns into a worm, the moth cuts open its cocoon, and when the lotus blooms, summer has truly arrived.It's summer in the southern states, and it's no stranger to that.Shao Xiaoli stood under the grassy hall in the forest, wearing clothes like snow, his body leaning against the wooden pillars, looking out at such a summer, often lost in thought for a long time.Ning had been sleeping most of the time for a long time, and when he occasionally woke up, his mind wasn't really clear.This was the aftermath of Bai Zang's 'Dust Seal', the power of authority that the true body of the Divine Lord exerted with all its might was never something that could be easily wiped away, and after he had shot t
Yu Qing stood at the entrance of the Ancient Spirit Sect, raising her eyes, she could precisely see the corner of the ten great peaks in the sect, the towering rocky bodies were roughly black, the clustered central shrine was hidden in the distant dark clouds, revealing jagged corners, it was impossible to tell if it was a mountainous rock or a building, and then further upwards, there was the continuous gushing out of the Underworld's Qi.The ethereal qi was isolated within the confines of the Nine Specters Hall, and they clung to the barrier, flowing downward like water.Yu Qing's figure shifted outside the door of the Ancient Spirit Sect.Her snow-white dao robe also looked like water, and ink-colored lotus flowers grew in the water. As the aura gushed out, the ink lotus on her skirt grew more and more luxuriant, and the slender lotus stem probed even further up her showy back, blossoming in her undershirt.The Ancient Spirit Sect's commotion had startled
Lu Shuangmai covered her lips, and in a slight moment of disorientation, Siwei had already arrived at the window with a cup of tea. The light was shining from there.Lu married still digesting her previous words, the arrival of the sky dog swallowed the moon, the master's plan, or the rest of the God Lord and the hazy unnameable dark Lord parties of the game is still under the surface of the surging undercurrent, she can not fully understand."Any more questions?" Szell asked."A lot." Lu Shuangdai's brain was a bit messy, she stared at the teacup for a while and said, "What exactly does 'when it's time to make a break, make a break' mean?"Siming explained, "For example, you and Ning Changjiu, you did not have any obvious ties in your past lives, and you met and fell in love in Nanzhou, so it is not possible to cut off this tie. However, on the day the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom was completed, Ning Changjiu could follow the trend and seal your divine positio
The gate of the fortress has not really been built, looking a little shabby, Shao Xiaoli stood in the doorway, looking at the back of the sword harnessed to come to the top of the man, still a little confused.The chubby Blood Feather Monarch was still tied to the sword, looking pitifully at Shao Xiaoli. Its posture was a bit like a roasted chicken.Hearing the name Lu Yuanbai, the Blood Feather Monarch felt a bit familiar, but for a moment, it couldn't recall who it was. Its eyes glanced backward to see who the visitor was, praying in its heart that it wasn't an enemy from the past.Xue Xunxue also stopped her judgment on the Blood Feather Monarch's sinful punishment and looked back at Lu Yuanbai with a furious glare.Lu Yuanbai was wearing a standard sword uniform, I don't know if it was because of his temperament, but that clean sword uniform looked dirty, his hair was a bit messy and stained with crushed grass and leaves, and the sword he was carrying on
The summer breeze rattles the bells and the sound leaks into the house, the wind separating them from the windows.Ning long sat against the chair, the simple hall was washed by rain and exposed to the hot sun, emitting the fragrance of grass and wood. Shao Xiaoli sat motionless beside him, and when the light was perpendicular to the wall, Ning Changcheng finally opened his eyes.This short period of time was certainly not enough for him to recall everything, and he only traced the outline of that year in his sea of consciousness to prevent himself from forgetting.The grudges and entanglements between himself and a few women of the same path in the beginning were fragmented under that burning iron like canopy.In the 'dusty' flashbacks to the past, he saw the firebird fu with his own eyes.Before he became a Divine Lord, the firebird Fu was made the Firebird Fu Heavenly Monarch. This name he seemed to like so much that he kept it.At that time th
In the wooden grass hall, the light floated inscrutably, the aura condensed into layers of silk wrapped around Shao Xiaoli's body, she had closed her eyes, her face was quiet, her red dress was tightly attached to her body, as if it was sealed in a crystal coffin.Thunderclouds gathered in the sky over the hayloft, blotting out the moon, and the last bit of light in the house disappeared.Rumbling thunder rumbled in his ears, like urging.Ning Nagisa felt that this scene was somewhat familiar;many years ago, in the imperial city of Zhao, he had entered Ning Xiaoling's dreamscape with the help of a purple and gold divine talisman.Nowadays he doesn't need to resort to anything anymore.Ning long picked up the cocoon clothed young girl and placed her on the bed and couch, sitting cross-legged beside her, his mind split into two, the Yang staying in his body and the Yin hooking into Shao Xiaoli's sea of consciousness.Between the slightest movement o
In the early autumn, the big clock in the imperial city struck three times. Meanwhile, it started to drizzle with coldness.Shortly before dusk, as one side of the gate of the imperial city opened silently, two rows of paper umbrellas and reddish lanterns slowly moved through the gate.The leading middle-aged man, wearing an official suit and an official hat, walked through the gate and then slightly stopped. With a solemn expression, he gazed at the road veiled by the mist and the rain amidst the walled-in compounds.“Mr. Ning, please go inside.”Mr. Ning was a Taoist priest named Ning Qinshui, who was more than 70 years old with gray hair, still wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist topknot decently.Behind the old Taoist priest were a young man and a young girl dressed in the Taoist suit.The young man was 15 or 16 years old while the girl was a bit younger, both of whom were slim and pretty. They both low