Chapter 218: 9 Mt.

In the land of the extreme east, at the end of the world, Aman has been unconscious, and Prince Yan is in the first disaster. In desperation, he used the Ningyuan sword to seal a part of the force and forced out. E Novel WwánW. ┡1XIAOSHUO. COM
Prince Yan took Aman away from the Far East and hurried towards the west.
There is no doubt that Ning Chen had an accident.
Before the Feathering Valley, the cyan light flashed through, and quickly entered into it, into the eyes, leaving only the devastation after the war and the tragic state of the world.
There is no longer any life in the Feathering Valley, and all the people are buried in the terrifying sea of ​​fire, and no body is left.
Sighing deeply in Prince Yan's heart, he knew he was late.
Aman's body in a coma is getting weaker day by day, and Prince Yan continues to nourish his heart with innate innocence and delay the time as much as possible.
A Man is filled with the heart of the diamond flower, and the two are connected by blood. Once Ning Chen has an accident, A Man will also be greatly affected.
In the academy, the Confucius deferred for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed, "Can't see"
Prince Yan frowned and said slowly, "How can it be so, no matter life or death, it should be seen"
"There is only one possibility, he is no longer in this side of the world," the Master replied.
Prince Yan was silent, and after a long time, stepped away.
"I'll find it"
The simple three words are so heavy as Taishan, Prince Yan went to the prefecture, retrieved the Zhige sword, and immediately took Aman to the Feather Valley again.
Aman woke up once in the middle, and after speaking a word, he fainted again.
"He is still alive"
It is just the induction in my heart. There is no reason why Aman believes that Ning Chen is still alive, firm and persistent as always.
"Be careful" Haoran was righteously condensed, the master appeared, and the space twisted sharply between his sleeves.
Prince Yan nodded, waved his hand, and the three swords flew out, turning into streamers and spinning into the sky.
At the next moment, the three swords turned into thousands, the sword rain fell, and the whole space shattered.
As soon as Prince Yan's body moved, he took Aman into it, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
After the two left, Haoran burst into flames, and the world returned to peace.
In the Nether Realm, above nine days, the bright red blood in a drop of flames devoured everything around it, soul power, resentment, heaven and earth aura and so on.
There is no extinction in the sky fire, the blood of the phoenix is ​​burning, and a sharp sound of phoenix sounds above the nine days, gradually showing the shape of a phoenix.
However, at this moment, in the blood of the phoenix, another consciousness continued to resist, and the condensed phoenix quickly dissipated and reformed.
The Phoenix is ​​nirvana, the fire is reborn, the dead soul of the Phoenix is ​​awakening, and the other consciousness in the Phoenix blood is also unwilling to be swallowed.
Above nine days, a huge black hole appeared. Around Phoenix blood, everything was continuously swallowed into it, and with the blood of Phoenix blood turned into flesh and quickly solidified.
I don't know how long after that, in Jiuxiao Fairy Mountain, a figure slammed down from the sky and ran away around the beasts.
Half a day later, a boy who appeared to be about twelve or three appeared in the back mountain bounced. When he saw the young man lying on the ground, he was startled immediately.
The boy shook for a long time, and no one on the ground showed signs of waking up, so he ran all the way back to his brother and asked for help.
It did n’t take long for a disciple of Jiu Xiao who was in his twenties to be dragged by the boy, and his face was reluctant, but he could n’t.
"Brother, hurry up," the little boy said anxiously.
"How could there be outsiders in Houshan? You must have read it wrong," Yun Thirteen said helplessly.
"Look, look!" The boy pointed to the distant grass and urged.
As he looked around, Yun Thirteen saw that there was really a 17- or 18-year-old young man lying there. After a shock, he quickly walked up.
"It's not a big deal, but the inner organ is slightly shocked, where should it fall?"
After searching, Yun Thirteen picked it up and hurried towards his residence.
Hearing the words of the older brother, the worry on the boy's face was swept away and he jumped up and down.
Jiuxiao Fairy Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and palaces straight into the sky, as the famous decent people in the world, Jiuxiao has always been a holy place for the cultivation of all human beings, and the strength of the sect has always been ranked in the top five in the world.
Yun Thirteen picked up a person in Houshan. This thing passed through the boy's small trumpet mouth, and the people on the whole mountain soon knew that everyone came to look at it curiously, and then left boredly.
Just a mortal, they thought there was something special.
Yun Thirteen had no choice but to send away batches of siblings and siblings. When he asked the young boy to settle the accounts, he didn't know where the latter was hiding.
Listening to the Bamboo Pavilion, Ning Chen was awake for nearly half a month, and finally woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, on the Jiuxiao Mountain, the situation was changing, and he immediately alarmed the strong in several palaces.
"what happened"
After looking at the peak for a long time, he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any abnormalities, so he could only stop.
Ning Chen got up and came outside. He happened to meet Yun Thirteen who had just returned from Taixuan Temple. He stared at it for a moment and then said, "Thank you very much"
Yun Thirteen smiled and said, "You don't have to thank me, I didn't do anything, just bring you back"
Ning Chen didn't worry about this issue more, glanced at the strange surroundings and asked, "Where is this?"
"Jiuxiao Mountain"
Yun Thirteen walked back to the room, put down the stack of bamboo slips in his arms, and immediately answered.
Ning Chen frowned, a very strange name, never heard of it.
"Are you hungry, I'll take you to dinner" Yun Thirteen said very carefully.
"Thank you"
Ning Chen thanked him again. He was not hungry, but he wanted to go out and see.
The two walked all the way in the direction of the dining hall. On the way, they walked and talked. Ning Chen listened most of the time. Occasionally, he asked aloud, and Yun XIII would also explain patiently.
By the time the dining hall was approaching, Ning Chen had basically confirmed that he was no longer on the Eastern Territory.
"Which martial art is the master?" Ning Chen suddenly asked.
Yun Thirteen glanced at the former strangely. In this world, there are still people asking such idiot questions.
"My head fell and I don't remember many things," Ning Chen explained quietly.
Yun Thirteen nodded in understanding, and said, "Jingzhu is in charge of the four-pole holy land, but Jingzhu has been in retreat and has not appeared for nearly a hundred years."
Hearing these words, Ning Chen's eyes flashed coldly in the depths, and sure enough, he came to the place where he should not come.
The Confucius said that the barriers between the realm can only be broken by the three disaster victims, and it must be coordinated by three people. How did he get involved here?
Moreover, his physical identity has been burnt in the sky fire, why he can still live.
Many problems flashed in Ning Chen's mind, and they were unclear and unclear.
Now, he can be sure that he has come to an unfamiliar state, and he will not be able to go back for a while.
After the two walked into the dining hall, they found a place to sit down. Few people came in to eat at this time, and not many people were in the dining hall.
However, Yun Thirteen was obviously a good old man in Jiuxiao Mountain. As soon as he sat down, three or five young disciples gathered around with a smile on his face.
"Brother, please do something." A good-looking female disciple walked back and squeezed her shoulders.
"What's the matter?" In the eyes of Yun Thirteen, a vigilance immediately rose, but the attitude was still kindly asked.
"Aren't you going to recruit new disciples in a few days? My cousin also signed up. See if you can come under your door," the woman smiled.
Jiu Xiao didn't like fighting. On top of more and more focus on cultivation in the gate, the enrollment of disciples was notoriously strict, especially the venerable of several immortal palaces. It was also difficult to recruit a disciple in a hundred years.
The rules for accepting disciples in Jiuxiaoshan are very simple. An out-door disciple will be held every three years. The top three will definitely be recruited under the door. As for others, some people can enter if they are willing to enter, and go down the mountain if no one accepts.
However, there are very few people in Jiuxiao Mountain who have the qualification to accept students. In addition to the five Venerables, some disciples who have become excellent have this qualification.
Yun Thirteen is the eldest disciple of Jiuxiao Xianshan. He has become a half-step congenital, and he can only truly step into the congenital and own his own fairy hall. He naturally has the qualification to be an apprentice.
Of course, this qualification is not unlimited, and each disciple can only receive at most one at a time, so the quota of this disciple is quite precious.
"I promised to have a little stone, and I will take him this year to get started." Yun Xian's face showed a little embarrassment, said.
Ning Chen smiled without leaving any traces. The little stone was Yun Thirteen Mouths. The little boy who had appeared before him had not formally apprentice to the teacher, so he would not be an official disciple of Jiuxiao Xianshan, but the little boy was a fairy It was picked up by Lord Venerable when he traveled abroad. He grew up on the mountain when he was young, and his training qualifications are not bad. It is only a matter of time before he becomes a formal disciple.
Sure enough, the woman immediately heard the answer ~ EbookFREE.me ~ flashed a disappointment in her eyes and walked away with her plate unhappy.
In Taixuan Hall, a serious and unsmiling man sat in the hall, looking at the four people next to him, and said, "This time the outside disciple Dabby is the largest number of enrollees in the past years, and there are even other great churches and royal families. People, there have been a lot of priests and princes sending letters these days. I hope to be able to get along with one or two. See if you can choose a few relatively excellent incomes under your door. "
"I'm free. It's not bad to collect one or two to clean the courtyard," a young man dressed as a Confucian chuckled.
"Depend on the situation, there is a good one, it's okay to receive one," a woman in purple dress thought for a while and replied.
"I also digest one old man, and I can't make it too difficult to teach," said an old man with a white beard and laughed.
"Sister, how about you?" The man asked, looking at the young woman aside.
In such a big battle today, he invited all four of them, just to let the sister-in-law, who has a cold personality, relax.
The "I do not accept disciples" woman remained unmoved and said flatly.