Marquis of Grand Xia

Li Jiacun asked each other, shocked the two.

The problem with no signs made people hard to respond for a while. Yin'er recovered and looked subconsciously at the people around him.

Looking at the little girl's gaze, Ning Chen sighed softly and said softly, "Yin'er, this choice must be made by myself, I can't help you decide"

A little confusion appeared on Yin'er's face, looking at the woman in front of her, puzzled, "Why did you choose me?"

"Tianyu, to be able to withstand the sufferings of all beings, the blessing of all beings, good and evil hearts, complex and changeable, you can bear, it is the best candidate" Tianyu said calmly.

"Ning Chen is also OK," Yin'er said.

"He can't"

Heaven Talker shook his head and said, "He is contaminated with the blood of too many people, even if it is good, he will be rejected by heaven and earth, which is an impossible fact."

Embarrassed on the face of Yin'er's face, small hands grabbed the arms of those around him, and it was difficult to answer for a while.

"There can never be two Heaven Talkers at the same time. Is this matter true?" Ning Chen looked at the woman in front and stared down.

"Yep"

The Skyspeaker nodded and answered.

Ning Chen heard that a bad hunch rose in her heart.

"Don't think about it, that day will not come immediately. At least, I will wait until the day when Yin'er really becomes a celestial speaker," the woman said calmly.

Ning Chen looked at the little girl around him. After all, this matter still required Yiner to make his own choice. He couldn't decide for him.

"Can I think about it?" Yin'er clenched his hands tightly.

"Well, think about it carefully, think about it and come to Tianyu Peak to find me"

The woman responded without further urging, her figure faded away and disappeared into the night.

The celestial utterer left, and many villagers in Lijia Village slowly recovered from the shock. They looked at the two people under the snow and their eyes were awe and nervous.

Beside the woman, the little boy broke free of the former's hand and ran to the two of them, saying, "Sister Yin'er, are you a fairy?"

Hearing this naive question, Yin'er recovered from the inner troubles, and looked at the little boy with pure eyes in front of him, with a smile on his face, saying, "Sister is not a fairy, but a cultivator"

"Can that sister teach me to practice?" The little boy's eyes were expecting.

Yin'er was shocked and could not answer immediately.

"Mr. Madoka, don't be fooling." In the distance, the woman hurried forward and yelled softly.

A little fear appeared on the boy's face, and he took a step back and dared not ask more.

Yin'er saw it, crouched down, rubbed the little boy's hair, and said, "If Madoka really wants to learn martial arts, he will grow up quickly. When you are fifteen, if you still want to practice martial arts, your sister will come back and teach How are you?"

"it is good"

The little boy nodded vigorously and said.

"Yin'er, I should have said to you, don't promise lightly, but promised things must be done," Ning Chen said calmly.

"Yep"

Yin'er nodded and said softly, "I will remember, I will come back once when he is fifteen"

"Well, let's go, it's not too early"

Ning Chen said something, and immediately turned away.

"Aunt Li, Madoka, take care of you, goodbye"

Yin'er waved at the two and trot after them.

Watching the two leave, the woman sighed softly. The legend is true, these fairy-like people are not mortal.

The little boy didn't care about the indifference shown by the young man in red. His pure eyes looked at the two, full of envy and expectation. He will grow up quickly in five years.

The woman did not see it, nor did the little boy. When the red dress turned and left, a trace of red brilliance fell silently into the little boy's body.

In the night, Yin'er grabbed the hand of the person next to the former and whispered, "Ning Chen, I don't want to speak the same day."

"Why?" Ning Chen said calmly.

"Just don't want it" Yin'er didn't explain, responded.

"whatever"

There was a faint smile on Ning Chen's face, not reluctantly, and said, "This matter is not in a hurry, wait for you to really make a decision, and then tell me"

"Ok"

Yiner said softly.

The two people who had gone away gradually disappeared into the night. The cold wind blew past and the snowflakes rose, covering the nine days of the cold moon.

The domain of the imaginary star, the strange land, the overcast atmosphere, and the gray mist, a long-lasting palace is located in it.

The words fell, the void turned, and a figure shrouded in the fog came out and said, "The subordinate is here"

"Go to the red luan star field and bring the phoenix back," the voice of coercion sounded again.

"Yes"

Suzaku will calmly lead the way.

Yin Qi gathered together and re-covered the main hall. Suzaku will turn around and leave, heading towards the red luan star field.

Suzaku will soon disappear, and another misty figure comes out, and behind, a majestic voice sounds, saying, "Qinglong, you follow Suzaku, if something goes wrong, you will take action yourself"

"understand"

Qinglong should step down and follow up.

Qinglong, Suzaku, and the Four Great Nings of the Nether Temple ranked the top two of the top strongmen, each of which was above the real world, especially Qinglong, which was the first of the four Great Ning, and its strength was unpredictable.

Red Luan star field, Tianyu Peak, under the apricot tree, the flying white flowers are so clean and so beautiful, just like the woman in front of the tree, the perfect is not like a mortal girl.

Open the eyes of the sky and watch the red dust. The blue silk of the waist of the sky vocalist is dyed with frost. This is so dazzling. The perfect person has the protection of the sky. However, the sky vocalist itself is the sky, and who will protect him.

Under the apricot tree, the devil in black still hasn't awakened. This magic exam is so long, and if you fail again, you will never lose.

At the foot of the mountain, the red clothes came with Yin'er, for one thing, but also for an answer.

On the mountain, the woman looked at the two people walking down the mountain, their hands raised, the space swayed, and they brought them in an instant.

"Yin'er, your answer," Tianyu looked at the little girl and said softly.

"Sorry senior, I don't want to be a Skyspeaker," Yin'er apologized.

Heaven Talker sighed softly and said, "It's a pity"

The words fell, and the Sky Talker looked at the young man on the side, and said, "I know the purpose of your coming, but your demon body can't leave Tian Yufeng for the time being."

Ning Chen was silent, nodded a moment later, strode to the apricot tree, turned her palms and condensed Yuanyuan, a trace of soul power poured into it, blending the memory of the demon body.

Not long after, Ning Chen closed his hand and saluted the woman in front of the peak. He said, "Senior Tianyu, Yin'er and I will be leaving Tianyuxing, and maybe we won't be back for a long time.

"Go, be careful in the future"

Heaven Talker nodded his head, his expression calmly said.

Ning Chen lightly responded, did not stay any longer, and went down the mountain with Yin'er.

As she descended from the mountain, Yin'er looked back, watching the dazzling white hair of the woman's blue silk in front of the peak, and tears flashing in her large eyes.

The celestial utterer seals his hands, and the snow drifts on the heavens and the earth, so beautiful, farewell for the two.

"Yin'er, since you decide, don't hesitate, no matter what path you choose, you must go on without complaint."

The voice in the wind and snow is calm and gentle. The last teaching is the most selfless care of the predecessors for the juniors.

Yin'er nodded tearfully and followed the people around him gradually away.

In front of the peak, the Sky Talker looked at the figure of the two leaving, and his beautiful face rose with a faint sigh, wishing the heavens could live up to those who are suffering.

Half a month later, on a beautiful big star, in the Mishui River, a cyan painting floated, quiet and quiet.

In the painting, the red clothes away from the disputes between rivers and lakes, carefully teach the little girl the cultivation method, day after day, without any impatience.

Yin'er listened to the former's explanation, her face was bitter, and sometimes she would lose her temper if she didn't understand it.

The path of cultivation is not easy. Ning Chen walked through it, and it was extremely bumpy, but he also understood many things that others did not understand.

After all, Yiner's practice time is still short. Although his talents exceed those of ordinary people, it does not mean that he is born to know that many things still need to be learned.

Ning Chen taught very patiently, and the little girl was angry and not angry.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to eat"

Finally, when the sun went down, Yin'er immediately stood up, ran out of the boat, and walked towards the lake.

Ning Chen got up helplessly, came outside the boat, and looked at the little girl who had run away. She couldn't help but shook her head. It was indeed not an easy task for a child who was just having fun to sit down and practice.

On the banks of the Mishui River, an ancient divine tree took root underground, absorbing the spiritual energy of the spiritual land, and gradually recovered some vitality.

Not far away, some women and young girls who came over to wash their clothes came to look at the cyan painting in the center of the river. Their faces were full of curiosity. This painting has been here more than ten days ago and has never left.

However, neither the woman nor the girl saw that the **** tree grew quietly and thrived day after day in a place not far from them.

Ning Chen set a ban to cover up the immortal flat peach tree and prevent it from being noticed by interested people.

"Ma Niang, who's on that painting?" A girl asked the woman around her ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

"Which is your son?"

The woman replied that the ordinary people did not have the money or the time to go boating in the river all day. The young man in the painting was of extraordinary temperament, and certainly not a child of ordinary people.

When the girl heard the answer, she nodded unbelievably, her beautiful eyes looked at the painting in the distance, she had also seen those noble sons, but she always felt that the young man was different from them. She couldn't tell.

In the river, Ning Chen looked quietly at the bow of the boat, not caring about the eyes of women and girls on the river bank, and focused on the undead flat peach tree not far away.

The magic body planted the flat peach trees here. It is indeed the most suitable place. It has sufficient aura and is far away from rivers and lakes. It will cause a lot of trouble.

Now, the only question is how to make the flat peach tree bloom as soon as possible.

In the nine thousand years, it was too long for the Confucius to reluctantly wait for more than a thousand years with the help of the Confucian thousand years of luck. Even if the laws of heaven and earth are much more complete than that of China, it is impossible for anyone to live for nine thousand years.