Chapter 1859: Xuan Ling

"If you leave, then leave it, I am a blessing, but are you willing to give you everything in the Three Realms?"
The fascinating face said with a smile, a sentence made Ding Ning no temper, like a defeated cock, the dejected squat pulled down his head.
Although there is a charm that he can't put it here, there are more people waiting for himself in the Three Realms, and there are still many important things that have not been done.
This time-space trip, I don’t know how long it has been in the Three Realms, maybe it’s just a moment, maybe it’s been thousands of years.
Thinking of this, Ding Ning’s heart was smashed again, and I was really afraid to go back and found that things were wrong.
The thought of continuing to stay was immediately faded, and the eagerness of returning to the heart made him accelerate involuntarily.
"How, think of those women who are you, and are anxious to go back?"
The charm is ridiculous, but the tone is mixed with sour.
"The back of the hand is all meat, I can't bear anything, but you won't go with me."
Ding Ning laughed and tried to make the final effort.
The charm looked at him deeply, and said faintly: "If the two emotions are long, they will linger in the dynasty."
Ding Ning turned a blind eye, the goddess turned out to be a literary youth, but this also made his heart's divorce slightly reduced.
"Charm, you said that we will see you soon, isn't it lie to me?"
"of course."
"What does it mean of course?"
"What do you say?"
"..."

How fast is it going to be? Will it not be separated for thousands of years?

"..."
"What if I miss you?"
"Cold!"
......
The two of them had a conversation on the way, and Ding Ning repeatedly tried to find out what the charms knew, but unfortunately she did not leak the answer, leaving him helpless and depressed.
Both of them are warriors, and their journey is extremely fast. If Ding Ning’s heart is not willing to slow down and delay the time, he has already arrived at Baiyunguan.
It can be tempered again, and the distance is there. After half an hour, the view of Baiyun on the top of Daqing Mountain has appeared in the field of vision.
Ding Ning, who was snoring all the way to the hippie smile, suddenly silenced. His face looked calm, but he always took the charm of the hand but the subconscious grip was tighter.
In the fascinating beauty, the sparkling, although nothing was said, but for the first time, the initiative slowed down the speed. The two men joined hands and walked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain like an ordinary couple.
The entire Daqing Mountain is covered with lush green trees, and there is only a winding stone path leading to the top of the mountain.
Bishui Qingshan, the waterfall is picturesque, the clouds are scattered, the white mist is full of poetry and painting, just like the fairyland on earth.
But Ding Ning has no intention to appreciate at the moment, watching the stone steps have come to the end, and the half-covering of the white clouds hidden in the green mountains and green mountains is close at hand, subconsciously grasping the charm of the jade hand, as if to let go Will lose her like.
Charm can feel his inner reluctance and attachment, although he said nothing in his mouth, his face is as cold as ever, but the slightly trembling body and the slowing pace still reveal that her heart is not like the surface at the moment. So calm.
"Two laymen, Xuan Ling Dao has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."
Just before the Baiyun Temple, there was a little hopeful priest who greeted him, and said that the first ceremonies.
Ding Ning has a strange look at the charm, I wonder if this mysterious Taoist priest is a Taoist sect, can not be a prophet, or has an agreement with the charm, so I know that they will come today, specially sent people to wait in front of the view.
Charm seems to see his heart
The doubts in the middle, whispered in his ear: "I just heard people talk about the mysterious path of the sunset feet in the Baiyun view, without prior agreement with him."
"what!"
Ding Ning snorted in surprise, his expression became serious, and his eyes flashed a strange color.
This Xuan Lingdao predicted that he would appear a few years ago. Now he is not a prophet. He knows that he and the charm will come to him. Is it true that he is a prophet, or is it all behind him?
If it is the latter, then this mysterious road is too terrible. The kind of turning hands into clouds, the means of covering the rain is far from what he can now achieve.
At least, the strongest people like the genius of the genius and the genius can never do this. Perhaps, only the super powers of the peaks and even the top of the source, can this kind of screaming ghosts and gods be able to do this.
Although from the point of view of the charm, this Xuan Ling Daochang should be no malicious, but Ding Ning's most hated is that he is at the mercy of fate, so he has not seen the spirit of the long road, and his heart is full of hostility.
The charm looked at him deeply, and he couldn’t see the slightest emotion in the stunned scorpion, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.
Ding Ning converges and converges that hostility. Although he is very disgusted, he is also very clear that it is not a wise choice to use his strength today and rush to face his unfathomable mysterious spirit.
What's more, Xuan Lingdao is the only hope he has found back to the road of the Three Realms. It is not the attitude of asking people to do things with hostility.
"Xuan Ling Daochang waited in the room, and the two laymen invited."
The priests took them to the front door of a Taoist house, pointing their faces to the door and turning away from their own hands.
This makes Ding Ning inexplicable, do not know how to offend this little Taoist, how to always lengthen his face, and owe him money.
After subconsciously looking at the back of the little Taoist, his heart suddenly burst into a storm.
Before he was taken away from the hustle and bustle, he did not pay attention. Until now, he calmed down and found out that he had looked away.
The priest's footsteps are light and the walk seems to be extremely random, but after two steps, it disappears without a trace, and it is actually a very high-level warrior.
At least, it is a master of the realm of Shenwu.
Ding Ning came out of judgment, and his heart could not help but secretly shocked. This little white cloud view is really a hidden dragon and a tiger. A small Taoist who leads the way has the strength of the gods, and those who are a lot of older priests should be the strongest. ?
"Come in, I have been waiting for a long time."
An old voice suddenly came from the room.
Ding Ning looks a positive, and the charm pushes the door and steps slowly.
Looking up, I saw a man who had to be white, humpback, and the old Taoist priest was sitting on the only futon in the room, looking at them with a turbid old eye.
Ding Ning was shocked, not only because the old Taoist in front of him and his imaginary appearance of the sacred wind bones were completely out of touch, but also because the old Taoist priests had already burned out the lights, and the soul fire was faltering, and it was the time to return to heaven. .
Even with his medical skills, he is helpless in the current situation of Xuan Ling Dao, because he is not sick, but the life is exhausted, and he is about to return to sleep. To put it bluntly, he is about to die.
"Xuan Lingdao, how did you become like this?"
This scene seems to be too big to be expected, surprised and wide-eyed, and asked incredulously.

Is it strange? I used to vent my open air in my life. It’s a great luck to live now.

Xuan Lingdao said in a very calm voice, although the sound is extremely weak and aging, it brings Ding Ning an inexplicable feeling.
As if his voice has a strange power that makes people feel good, let people
It is only natural that he is talking about the truth of the righteousness, and that he cannot give any thoughts of rebuttal.
Even though the charm is now the strongest of the peak of the gods, but the expression on the face has obviously become soothing, it seems to recognize his words.
Ding Ning’s glimmer of light flashed, and the hostility that had been hidden for a long time suddenly broke out. He stared at the mysterious and long-lost, like a stagnant water, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
The charm looked at him with a strange look, and his face flashed a touch of unpleasant color. In her heart, Xuan Lingdao was the person she respected very much. Ding Ning’s attitude made her feel very uncomfortable and whispered: What are you doing, hurry up and apologize to Xuan Lingdao."
In the old eyes of Xuan Ling Dao’s turbid old eyes, there is no wave in the old well. It’s like a deep pool that makes people can’t see the end. It’s impossible to try to figure out his mind.
However, I don’t know that Ding Ning is suffering from the pressure of terror at this moment. The pressure is far beyond the immortal bones he has seen. Even the projections of Anze’s three uncles are far from the momentum.
This made his heart change. The strength of this old Taoist priest definitely surpassed the Black Devil One. It is likely to be the strongman above the peak of the origin. How can there be such a level of terrorist power in this world?
Fortunately, this Xuan Ling Dao only exudes a sigh of pressure to shock him, and does not mean to take his life, otherwise, at this moment, he may have been gray.
He has no doubt that if the Xuan Ling Dao wants to kill him, it is only a matter of thought. The original strongman is terrible.
Ding Ning tried his best to compete with the sturdy pressure, and the sweat on the forehead was dripping out. The back was soaked with sweat, his eyes were red, and his forehead and neck were bulging. Extremely.
Charm finally found out that the situation was wrong, and did not want to blame Ding Ning, turned to the Xuan Ling Road long Ying Yingyi: "Xuan Ling Dao, he is not offended, but also please leave your mercy."
"If I don't leave my heart, he has a life now."
With the calm voice of Xuan Ling Dao, Ding Ning only felt that the powerful pressure was like a tidal wave. A fish that was about to die in the water suddenly fell into the water and escaped from the breath, making him breathless. Looked at the eyes of Xuan Lingdao, full of horror.
"Thank you for your kindness in the hands of Xuan Lingdao!"
Charm once again pays off, and seeing Ding Ning’s eyes is full of concerns. He supported him and whispered: "Are you okay?"
"No...nothing."
Ding Ning's face was pale, and his body was soaked in sweat, his face was gloomy.
The power of this mysterious spirit made him desperate, and the feeling that his fate was not controlled by himself made him feel uncomfortable.
A strong unwillingness to continue to rise in his heart, quietly clenched his fist, secretly swear, I want to become stronger, strong enough to think about my will, to spread my destiny.
As many words as you like, these four words hit his heart like a curse, so that he never wants to become stronger at this moment.
"The heart is good, the strength is too bad."
Xuan Lingdao's long faint evaluation of the eight characters, Ding Ning's blow is the body without the whole skin, the heart is not convinced, not to be outdone, the opposite of the lips: "You have lived for many years, I am how big, you are at my age What time is it repaired?"
In his early twenties, he cultivated into the realm of the eight heavens of the holy martial arts. Only after the annihilation of the star martial arts can he break through the nine heavens, and may even directly enter the realm.
Although he never said anything in his mouth, he never showed off, but it is impossible to say that he is not proud at all.
After all, he is just a young man in his early twenties, young and energetic, where there is no point in comparison?