Immortal Creation

There was a rattling sound on the stage, and the background buildings slowly collapsed, transitioning to the next scene.

The audience was silent, already immersed in it.

Only some of the musicians were playing loud music and couldn't help but look at Ning Zhuo, who was at the top of the stage. They were surprised. This young monk really had a skill, and his control skills were almost the same as Li Leifeng's during his lifetime.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flashed and he was sweating all over.

Taking advantage of the gap between the stage changes, he contacted the dragon fire spirit through the human life thread: "Dragon fire spirit!"

"I am outside the Immortal Palace and can influence Ning Xiaohui to this extent through the thread of human life. This is the limit."

"From now on, I can only rely on you!"

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit shouted urgently: "No, Young Master Ning Zhuo."

"I am restricted by my authority and cannot..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Zhuo interrupted him: "Sorry, the next scene is about to begin. I can't protect myself now."

"Over there in Immortal Palace, you can only win!"

Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit:...

The palace of a powerful official was built on the stage, and the light was dim.

The sound of Jinghu was continuous and low.

The puppet of the powerful minister lay on the bed and listened quietly to the report of the messenger puppet in black.

The messenger in black sang: "Sir, I have convinced the common people to frame that Fang Qing."

"It will be a great shame and humiliation to make a false accusation in court tomorrow. Fang Qing is upright and it will be difficult to tolerate him."

"Kill the grassroots and he will fall into the trap."

The puppet of a powerful minister is dressed in official uniform and brocade robe, with his legs crossed on the bed and his head turning slightly, making him appear vivid.

He sang proudly: "Kill well, kill well. Tomorrow's outcome has been determined. Fang Qing fell into the trap, and it's hard to tell. The right path and reputation will be gone in one day. Let's see how he can gain a foothold in the court again! Hahaha ”

The powerful minister laughed.

The lights dimmed, and Jinghu became high-spirited.

The stage creaked again, and as the scene changed, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, his eyes flickering.

The third act ends and the fourth begins.

The stage turned back to the auditorium, and the light was bright. Jinghu is in a hurry, and gongs and drums are beating in unison.

Fang Qing's puppet sat in the official position, slapped the hall with surprise, and sang: "Today we will try again, in front of the mirror. Who is the real murderer? Let us know in detail."

The criminal puppet knelt at the foot of the hall. He raised his head several times and heard a gentle drum beat.

Finally, he plucked up the courage, shouted excitedly, and then sang: "Fang Qing, you fake upright official, greedy and unbridled, causing harm to the people."

"The so-called real culprit is you. Killing me to silence me is a heinous crime!"

Clang, clang, clang!

Several gongs sounded, tugging at the audience's heartstrings.

Fang Qing's puppet stood up in shock.

Beijing and Hu suddenly turned around, and Fang Qing suppressed his anger and sang: "Shameless people, dare to make false accusations! They are so audacious, they can commit crimes at will!"

He took a long breath: "If I exercise this power today, it would be easy to kill you, but I don't want to."

"Legal justice needs to be reviewed, and I should review myself first!"

Immediately, Fang Qing sat down slowly, played two roles, and finally judged himself as a suspect and was temporarily imprisoned.

"Sir!" Faced with such a trial result, the detectives in the hall exclaimed.

"My lord!" the puppets outside the hall exclaimed.

Fang Qing tied his hands, held his head high and led the policemen back.

The light dimmed, leaving the criminal puppet alone, covered in a beam of light.

"My lord..." the criminal puppet chanted, with tears streaming down its face.

Ning Xiaohui was on the verge of bursting into tears!

She ran wildly in the chaotic battlefield, trying her best to use all means to save her own life!

"Help me!"

"Who can come and save me!!"

She kept calling for help and screaming.

Several times, she was on the line between life and death. The talented Bingzhiyu Hand still performed well at this moment. It was relying on it that Ning Xiaohui saved her life.

The attention of the Jindan monks was no longer on her.

Because massive red flame monsters are about to overwhelm Shi Ji Pavilion!

The three Jindan cultivators, as well as Zhu Zhen, had all received solemn instructions from Zhu Xuanji beforehand - Shi Ji Pavilion was extremely important and could not be missed!

Compared to Shi Jiting, Ning Xiaohui is no longer so important. In particular, Ning Xiaohui answered Yue Hook's clone and told him that she never had time to read the information in Shiji Pavilion.

Boom boom boom!

Golden elixir level spells were bombarded continuously, killing the scarlet flame beasts until their skins were torn apart and they fell to the ground one after another.

But there are too many red flame monsters, and they are constantly making up for it, like a continuous tide.

"Damn it, you have to tie your hands to protect Shi Ji Pavilion! You can't use your full strength at all!"

"The loopholes in the spherical mask must be plugged as soon as possible, otherwise the red flame monster will be endless."

"Damn, the holes in the mask seem to be bigger!"

The golden elixirs communicate with each other.

Thanks to their efforts to protect Shi Ji Pavilion, Yang Chanyu also survived.

She cowered aside and used all her strength to attack herself, trying to remove the markings that others had planted on her body.

The dragon turtle fire spirit could not attack Ning Xiaohui directly, so it could only command the creations with all its strength to drive the red flame monster as close to Ning Xiaohui as possible.

However, the red flame monsters are unruly and will often choose to fight to the death with the puppet corps, making them difficult to drive away.

Ning Xiaohui burst out with 120% of her strength at the critical moment of life and death.

She followed the weak spot and plunged in.

Turning a corner, her vision suddenly broadened and she came to the Calabash Stove Forest.

This is not the first time Ning Xiaohui has come here. She has received many weapon refining tasks before, and she basically completed them here.

The familiar scene made Ning Xiaohui feel a sense of security.

A foundation-building red flame monster spotted her and pounced on her.

Ning Xiaohui ran away at high speed.

She subconsciously broke into the furnace forest. Seeing that the red flame monster was about to catch up with her, she chose a silver furnace, opened the furnace door directly, and got in!

Bang bang bang...

The red flame monster was outside the furnace, attacking it crazily.

Ning Xiaohui pressed against the furnace door tightly, and used her icy jade hands to condense ice cubes to block the gap in the door, and at the same time reinforced it strongly.

Ning Xiaohui was worried for a while, until the red flame monster gave up and left, she relaxed.

"Woo woo woo..."

She sat down, and the joy and fear after surviving by chance hit her body and mind, making her cover her face and cry.

The criminal puppet was also crying.

On the stage, the fifth act has begun.

Fang Qing's choice and actions completely influenced the criminal puppet.

Both were imprisoned in a cell, separated by an aisle.

The criminal cried and clarified all the truth to Fang Qing, confessed the treacherous ministers, and expressed his willingness to plead guilty.

Fang Qing sighed and sang: "A prodigal son who returns is worth a thousand gold coins. Know yourself and your heart will be pure."

"You have confessed your guilt and sincerely repented. This world will definitely accommodate you."

"Don't lose your true self again. Regroup and get on the right path. Your life has been completely renewed!"

Ning Zhuo was moved when he performed here!

He understood what Zhu Xuanji meant.

Zhu Xuanji advised him to surrender and get on the right path.

"Can I really take this path?" Ning Zhuo asked himself.

His eyes kept flickering, and his face showed hesitation.

The puppet show continued.

The puppets of the people gathered together, waving flags and shouting, pleading for Fang Qing.

The puppets who played the gods were also moved and took the initiative to come to the world to meet the king.

The incident was a big deal, and the whole country knew about it. The king decided to try the case himself.

When the powerful minister knew about it, he immediately sent a black-clad messenger to kill the criminal in the cell, leaving no evidence!

The powerful minister actively fabricated charges and tried his best to frame Fang Qing.

The sixth act begins.

In the Golden Palace, Fang Qing and the powerful minister confronted each other.

The powerful minister was well prepared, and Fang Qing was at an absolute disadvantage.

The king was well prepared, clapped his hands, and invited the Pure Fire.

This is one of the seven flames, which can burn hypocrisy and distinguish the true from the false to a certain extent.

The king sang: "If you two can't agree, please go into the fire to consider."

"Who is true and who is false, it's clear at a glance."

The powerful minister hesitated and sang: "The fire is self-evident, it is extremely dangerous. Word of mouth may not be accurate..."

Who knew that Fang Qing jumped out and threw himself into the fire.

At this point, the opera reached its climax!

The jinghu played rapidly, the gongs and drums thundered, and the audience subconsciously held their breath.

On the stage, a white flame with a slightly clear glow enveloped Fang Qing's puppet and burned fiercely.

Such a special flame made Fang Qing extremely conspicuous and eye-catching.

At this moment, he was the only protagonist on the stage.

Fang Qing sang loudly in the fire!

"If you want to wash away this injustice, use the flames to break the void."

"My heart is open and honest, and I have no shame for the world. Why should I fear life and death, why should I fear the fire!"

"This is-"

"This heart is open and bright, and it shines like the sun and the moon,"

"I would rather pay a meal for my innocence."

"Life and death are just a matter of day and night,"

"The original intention remains unchanged for eternity!"

On the stage, the fire was blazing.

The blue-white firelight shone on Ning Zhuo's face, and for a moment, he was a little dazed.

In the main hall of the Lava Fairy Palace.

The huge body of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit pressed against the door and the roof tightly, and the fire it emitted illuminated every corner of the main hall.

It roared, it shouted, it shouted to Ning Zhuo: "Young Master! Young Master!!"

On the battlefield surrounding the Shiji Pavilion.

The firelight on the red flame monster was reflected on the bodies of the Jindan cultivators.

The melee continued.

The Jindan formed a tight defensive line, and the battle was deadlocked.

Zhu Xuanji stood in front of the window, looking down at Ning Zhuo on the stage.

"Ning Zhuo, don't let me down!" The golden light in his eyes represented his expectations.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flickered, and he inevitably thought-maybe he could also wash away his sins in this innocent true fire!

He didn't need to hide and disguise, and he didn't need to bear such heavy pressure. He could hold his head high and walk in the bright light. He would walk easily.

He sat on the high platform, looking at the audience below, and it was clear at a glance.

"Is this the perspective of old man Li Leifeng back then? No wonder he could find me when I was young."

"Now I am sitting in this position."

"Perhaps, I can sit here forever, sitting in this bright and beautiful place..."

"Hmm?"

Ning Zhuo's expression moved slightly, and in a trance, he saw his former self.

It was as if more than ten years had passed, and the present Ning Zhuo saw the past Ning Zhuo.

The young body, hiding in a dark corner, stared at the guests' cakes and drooled. Whenever someone's eyes swept over him, he subconsciously shrugged and shrank his head. Like, like...

A thief.

Ning Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked carefully again.

In a trance, the face of the child was not his, but Sun Lingtong's!

A scene of memory came to his mind.

Ning Zhuo sneaked into the cell and rescued Sun Lingtong.

"Boss, you failed again this time." Ning Zhuo said with a smile.

Sun Lingtong laughed and said, "Oh, I was caught. Thanks a lot, brother!"

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "If you ask me, why do we always steal? It's not like we don't have money now."

Sun Lingtong used the palm of her hand as a pillow and strutted across the cell door. As she walked out, she said, "I am a thief. If I don't steal anything, what will I do?"

Ning Zhuo continued to shake his head, not understanding: "Even if you steal, there is no need to profess your own cultivation, right?"

Sun Lingtong said: "Don't you think this is exciting?"

"I have reached the foundation building stage. With my true strength, unless they are those at the Golden Core level, it will not be difficult to steal from others."

"So, you have to declare your own cultivation level."

"This kind of peaceful life is really hard to endure. There is always a little challenge. Let me not be so bored!"

At this point, Sun Lingtong stopped, looked at Ning Zhuo, and said seriously: "You can understand, right? You are also a person like me."

Ning Zhuo raised his eyebrows and shouted: "How is it possible?! This kind of deliberately risky action is simply too stupid."

"Ah, you actually called me stupid, boss?!"

Ning Zhuo waved his hand quickly: "If you accidentally tell the truth, ah, no, boss, boss, please listen to my explanation!"

Sun Lingtong jumped up and screamed: "Eat my chestnuts, you brat!"

Another scene in the memory emerged.

Under the moonlight, two teenagers washed their hands by the river in the fairy city.

That was the first time Ning Zhuo took a human life.

The blood flowed down the river quickly, and was quickly diluted. By the time it crossed the stone bridge forty steps away, there was almost nothing visible.

Sun Lingtong said to him: "Every time I go out to steal, I will tell myself before taking action that I will probably not be able to come back this time, and I will probably lose my life."

"If this is the outcome of my life's gamble, I accept it."

"I am always ready to accept my own death, even if it is the next second."

"This is my realization!"

"Where is your consciousness?"

The leaves on both sides of the bank undulated slightly in the night wind.

The silver-white moonlight shines on the river, creating sparkling waves, like countless tiny diamonds dancing on the water.

The ripples of the river rippled in Ning Zhuo's eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he was still sitting high on the stage. Under the stage were countless monks and celebrities, and the Fang Qing puppet on the stage was still bathed in the pure flames.

Silent tears flowed down Ning Zhuo's cheeks.

"Oh?" Zhu Xuanji noticed this scene keenly and suddenly showed a look of relief.

"Ning Zhuo! Ning Zhuo!!" The Dragon Fire Spirit roared in Ning Zhuo's ears.

Very strange.

Just now he completely blocked out the sound.

But in fact, he even listened to the roar of the dragon turtle fire spirit.

The dragon turtle fire spirit told Ning Zhuo everything that was happening in the lava fairy palace.

"Boss Sun." Ning Zhuo contacted Sun Lingtong through the thread of life.

Sun Lingtong was pleasantly surprised: "Brother, you finally made some noise!"

"The current situation on the battlefield is like this..."

Ning Zhuo interrupted him: "I know."

Sun Lingtong: "Do you want to do something?"

Ning Zhuo: "Boss, thank you."

Sun Lingtong: "What?"

Ning Zhuo smiled silently: "I mean, do it."

Sun Lingtong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay!"

In the stove, Ning Xiaohui gradually stabilized her mood.

"I didn't die, I survived!"

"Hehehe, hahaha!"

"The dragon fire spirit has its limits after all. It can only borrow external help and cannot kill me directly."

"After getting through this time, I took the initiative to go to the Jindan Ancestor for help. I want to report on the dragon dragon fire spirit, and I want to report on Ning Zhuo!"

"I want...what is this?!"

Peng.

There was a soft sound, and the flame suddenly started burning in the furnace.

Ning Xiaohui's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead!

She quickly avoided it and rushed towards the furnace door.

She pushed with all her strength.

The oven door didn't move at all.

There was the faint sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Who, who is outside?!"

The temperature rose rapidly, and the furnace was filled with red.

"Let me go, let me go, please, spare my life."

"I'll give you whatever you want!"

"I can't die, I've obviously discovered the truth."

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!!"

Ning Xiaohui screamed for mercy and struggled desperately.

She used all her strength to use her talented ice-fat jade hands to create huge ice cubes in the furnace, just to survive.

Over at Shi Ji Pavilion, we have reached a critical moment.

The mechanical creations drove them away with all their strength, and a large number of red flame monsters formed a frenzy, drowning the golden elixir monks' magic circle.

The magic circle covers Shi Ji Pavilion!

"Young Master Ning Zhuo, this is the moment!" Dragon Fire Spirit roared.

Ning Zhuo had cold eyes and exercised his position as the commander of the tower.

The Five Elements Cannon Tower rose again, and after the artillery gained momentum, it shot out with a bang, hitting the hill where the monsters were piled up.

boom!

Countless monsters died tragically and were turned into ashes in the explosion of the cannonballs condensed by the five elements of mana.

The magic circle is broken.

"We can't keep it any longer!"

“Can’t hold on any longer!!”

"Quickly retreat."

The Jindan monks had no choice but to retreat in order to protect themselves.

Boom boom boom!

Continuous artillery fire covered the magic circle and Shi Ji Pavilion.

Almost all the red flame monsters were killed and injured, and the former site of Shiji Pavilion has become a ruin.

What historical records?

There's not even a scum left!

"I succeeded!!" Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit raised its head and roared, extremely excited.

The next moment, a guillotine condensed with flames fell from the sky, along its neck, and directly cut off its head!

Gourd furnace forest.

Under the terrifying high temperature, the ice cubes made by the icy and delicate hands only lasted for a dozen breaths.

Ning Xiaohui's body turned into ashes in the flames, leaving a little spirituality, dancing like a firefly.

There is no more genius in the main line of the Ning family, no more icy and delicate hands.

The whole furnace returned to calm.

The flame is like a quiet dancer, slowly stretching its soft figure.

The red and orange flames filled the furnace, revealing warm and peaceful colors.

On the stage, Ning Zhuo's expression also became calm.

The pure flames reflected in his eyes, burning away his hesitation, his luck, his timidity, and his humbleness.

The play "Fang Qing's Injustice" has entered its finale.

Fang Qing stepped out of the flames and came to the powerful minister with the pure and innocent true fire.

The powerful official retreated again and again, but was still covered by the flames and burned to ashes in an instant.

"I also long to be illuminated by the flames."

"If one day, I am careless and get burned, and finally play with fire and burn myself..."

"Then, I hope that this fire is lit by my own hands!"