Immortal Creation

"This little bastard! When you come back, I will definitely hang you up and beat you until your butt is swollen." Ning Jiufan was so angry that his teeth itched.

A flying letter, like a flying bird, kept hitting the window frame.

Ning Jiufan's mind moved, pushed open the window, and let the flying letter in.

It was a letter from Ning Zhuo.

"Ancestor, when you see this letter, I must have run away from home..."

The content of the letter mainly expressed Ning Zhuo's views on the current Ning family, Huoshi Xiancheng, and the game between the Zhu family and the Meng family.

Ning Zhuo predicted: Next, around the position of Lava Fairy Palace, the Ning family, the Zhou family and the Meng family will have huge conflicts and competitions. At this point, don't forget Taiqing Palace!

Taiqing Palace took away a group of Zheng family cultivators, some of whom had positions in the Fairy Palace. Ning Zhuo felt that this super sect took away the Zheng family and it was very likely that it still had not given up on the Lava Fairy Palace.

This might be a point that could be used.

Ning Zhuo specially left a batch of supplies, and soon, his subordinates will deliver them to Ning Jiufan. Ning Zhuo's move is to compensate and give back to the main line of the family, so as to repay the kindness of cultivation.

Finally, Ning Zhuo reminded Ning Jiufan that he did not leave any mechanical creations when he left, and Ning Jiufan needed to take care of the branch family. Although the Yuanying Demon Ape can be defended by official skills and magic weapons, Ning Zhuo does not recommend doing so.

According to him, winning over with affection is the kingly way!

After reading it, Ning Jiufan's anger subsided for the most part, and he snorted: "This stinky boy, after all, is still thinking about the family."

"It's just that he worries too much, and he actually cares about me, the ancestor. Humph!"

"Wait, could this letter also be his calculation. Did he also calculate my anger?"

Ning Jiufan's face was uncertain.

It must be said that Ning Zhuo's forbearance, strategy, etc. in the process of seizing the Lava Fairy Palace left a too deep impression on Ning Jiufan.

As a Jindan cultivator with extraordinary combat power, he became suspicious at this moment, secretly wondering if he was deceived by Ning Zhuo again and was calculated by the latter.

After thinking hard for a while, Ning Jiufan exhaled a breath of turbid air and stopped struggling.

"It's useless to think too much."

"Ning Zhuo is not a bad person by nature. He is loyal to the family. Although he is cunning and treacherous, he has a bottom line. Such talents should be won over more."

Ning Jiufan has begun to think about how to elevate Ning Zhong's status. Perhaps, he can posthumously confer a posthumous title to improve Ning Zhong's status and strengthen Ning Zhuo's sense of belonging to the family.

"In addition, during the Ghost Festival, the family's grand sacrifice can communicate with the underworld. I will personally come forward to ask for higher-level blessings and blessings for Ning Zhuo."

City Lord's Mansion.

"Ning Zhuo is gone?"

"The mechanism of the Nascent Soul level can escape into the air... He really knows a lot about the Lava Fairy Palace."

Fei Si saw this information and breathed a sigh of relief.

How can I let others sleep soundly next to my bed?

Although Ning Zhuo's cultivation was low, the combat power and strategy he displayed made almost everyone in the know deeply fearful.

Fei Si was no exception.

Zhu Xuanji set off to leave Huoshi Xiancheng on the morning of the next day.

When he flew into the air, he couldn't help looking back.

Huoshi Mountain was entrenched on the earth, between the mountains, like a giant that had just awakened.

After the previous violent eruption, the cooled magma in the upper part of the volcano turned into a large red and black carpet, covering the hillside.

The traces of the lava flow were like huge veins, winding and twisting, recording the silent roar of nature.

In the middle of the volcano, huge buildings intertwined to form the appearance of Huoshi Xiancheng. Although there were some damages, it was generally safe and sound. Once faced with the danger of destruction by the monster frenzy, it was all thanks to the unity of the city residents and the unity of the city, and finally turned the danger into safety.

In the lower part of the volcano and the foot of the mountain, there were large tracts of persimmon forests.

Although the last Fire Persimmon Festival was only a few months ago, the volcanic eruption caused endless geothermal heat to surge up, which was fully absorbed by the city defense formation and then converted into the output of fire persimmons.

There are already many small fire persimmons between the once bare treetops. The red and round appearance is like the future hope of Fire Persimmon Fairy City.

However, the prospect of Fire Persimmon Fairy City is still like the heavy clouds and mists that linger on the top of the mountain all year round, confusing and unclear.

A golden light flashed in Zhu Xuanji's eyes, and he immediately saw through the clouds and mists and saw the Lava Fairy Palace floating on the magma in the crater.

The Lava Fairy Palace is being rebuilt, and Meng Kui personally went out to use his magic power to grab the fallen part from the magma. There are also many monks who are cooperating with him and going all out to reassemble the broken parts of the Fairy Palace.

"Master Sanzong..." Zhu Xuanji showed a fearful look.

These days, whenever he calmed down, his mind would involuntarily emerge with the scene of him turning his gun around at the last moment to help Ning Zhuo and deal with Meng Kui.

At that moment, he turned the mirror and fixed Meng Kui's magical hand.

This action put the Nandou royal family in front of Meng Kui and directly prevented the latter from attacking Ning Zhuo.

"At that time, I protected Ning Zhuo. Was it my intention? Or was I controlled?"

Just after it ended, Zhu Xuanji recalled that critical moment and felt very strange and tricky, like a puppet being controlled.

But as the number of memories increased, his feelings gradually became blurred. It seemed that it was his subconscious action at the time, and his body movements took precedence over his thoughts.

Now, he has recalled it so many times that he is a little suspicious.

Gradually leaving Huoshi Xiancheng behind, Zhu Xuanji couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of his head.

"Is there a life-threatening thread hanging on my head?"

He touched nothing.

Once, the past scene he saw in the royal capital came to his mind again. Among them, a passage from the Three Sect Master made him feel colder and colder.

At that time, the Emperor Nandou was angry and took the Golden Phoenix Mirror away.

The Three Sect Master said to her: "The cause and effect are determined. Since you have taken this Golden Phoenix Mirror, you will protect the inheritance of the Immortal Palace for me in the future."

After Meng Kui was given up by Ning Zhuo and became the master of the Immortal Palace, every time Zhu Xuanji thought of the Three Sect Master's words, he felt more and more that the Three Sect Master's words were not said to the Emperor Nandou, but... to him!

"Think carefully, I have been led by the nose since I set foot on Huoshi Mountain."

"I have always been on guard against this, and I have been vigilant against the City Lord's Mansion and the Black Shadow Demon Cultivator. Even if there are many clues in front of me, I must maintain my initiative."

"However, in the end, I still returned empty-handed."

"No, my greatest contribution may be that I used the Golden Phoenix Mirror to shine a light on Meng Kui on behalf of the royal family at the last moment and saved Ning Zhuo!"

"Could the Lava Fairy Palace be a stage cast by the three masters, and I am just one of the puppets that have been arranged long ago?"

"Obviously, the first time I used the tracing method, I saw Ning Zhuo, the real murderer. But in the subsequent investigation process, although I made progress repeatedly, the results again and again proved Ning Zhuo's innocence!"

Zhu Xuanji's heart was full of doubts.

After he dealt with the affairs at hand, he wished he could return to the capital immediately.

He was very anxious.

He wanted to see the monarch again and tell her his doubts and guesses in person.

The strange thing is that the farther away from Huoshi Mountain, the calmer and more peaceful Zhu Xuanji feels.

This feeling is like a wild beast away from a huge trap!

A sense of security arises spontaneously.

"Huoshi Fairy City, Lava Fairy Palace... There is something strange."

An intuition arises in Zhu Xuanji's heart, telling him to stay away from these things as much as possible in the future.

"And that Ning Zhuo!"

"I will also try to reduce contact with him. He is the heir appointed by the three masters, the son who will face the calamity of the battle between Buddha and Demon."

With the departure of Ning Zhuo, Zhu Xuanji and others, Huoshi Fairy City gradually returned to its former tranquility.

Without the rampage of the red flame monster, the Lava Fairy Palace also has an owner, and the foreign monks have also left Huoshi Mountain.

Huoshi Fairy City, flying disc workshop.

An old man in a black robe and a white beard, sitting on a mechanical chair, is breathing and accumulating mana.

The mechanical chair floats in the air, several feet above the ground.

The old man has deep eye sockets and a long breath. It is Chen Cha.

Suddenly, Chen Cha's body shook violently, as if he had been electrocuted, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

His pupils completely disappeared, and his eye sockets were filled with creepy whites.

From the whites of his eyes, white smoke escaped repeatedly.

Chen Cha seemed to have changed into a different person. He slowly turned his head, looked around, and then looked fixedly in the direction of the Lava Fairy Palace.

He moved his fingers so fast that his fingers left shadows in his vision.

As he calculated, the white smoke in his eyes escaped more and more, floating in the air, making Chen Cha look like a fairy in the mist, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Zhu Xuanji should stay here and guard the Immortal Palace from now on. How could he leave?"

"And Sun Lingtong also left!"

"This game was set up by the three sect masters. Logically, there should be no mistakes. There are people in the Lava Immortal Palace who have magical powers that are on the verge of death. It can be said to be foolproof. But the situation has collapsed to this point. Who ruined it?"

"Once this place is ruined, most of our layout in Nandou Country will be directly ruined. Headache, headache. How to make up for it?"

Chen Cha finished his calculations, his face full of sorrow.

"Could it be that Ning Zhuo who ruined this game?"

"The current priority is to find Sun Ning and the others first to see what went wrong."

After thinking, Chen Cha slowly closed his eyes.

The white smoke that filled the room quickly dissipated.

Chen Cha's breathing became stable again, and he continued to breathe in and out.

After an incense stick, he slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils returned to normal. With his mana fully accumulated, Chen Cha began to study the mechanical classics.

These mechanical books were specially arranged by Ning Zhuo before he left the city, and he asked his subordinates to give them to Chen Cha.

"It is my luck to meet Ning Zhuo." Chen Cha absorbed the knowledge in the jade slips, and felt grateful to Ning Zhuo.

He actually had no memory or awareness of the strangeness that happened to him before!