Xia Tian didn't know that someone at the bottom was thinking about him, but with his character, even if he knew, he would still look indifferent. After all, the other person was not a peerless beauty.
At this time, he had just solved a minor problem that was not a problem, and continued to move forward with Ning Ruirui. The black fog in the valley had all dissipated, and the field of vision was much wider. There was a valley not far ahead.
At the end, you can see a long bridge when you look up. It's an old-fashioned stone arch bridge. Fortunately, it's wider, about the size of six cars.
Dao. Ning Ruirui couldn't help but feel a little strange. In such an undersea space with not many people, who would be so free to build such a wide stone arch bridge? Fortunately, this question only flashed through her mind, and there was no question.
Tangled up in this. But I averted my eyes.
When she looked at Xia Tian, a question arose in her mind. "Are you okay? I just saw that the counterfeit seemed to have injected something into your body. Is it going to be okay?" Ning Ruirui didn't know either.
Is he worried or curious? Even if he looks at Xia Tian's nonchalant look, he still can't bear it.
I asked him out.
"It's just some ghosts." Xia Tian chuckled: "Little long-legged girl, I am a spirit of ice and fire. That kind of thing can't hurt me. It has long been burned away by the fire spirit in my body."
"Then your ice and fire spirit body is very powerful." Ning Ruirui nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "You actually have such a magical function." "Of course it's amazing. The fairy sister said that this is rare in thousands of years.
A special physique at first sight." Xia Tian laughed, and said proudly: "And the eight anti-heaven needles must be combined with my ice and fire spirit body to be effective, so I am the only one in the world who can
I can practice. Some idiots don’t understand it at all, and they always want to steal the Eight Heavenly Needles from me."
Ning Ruirui asked strangely: "Do many people know that you can go against the Eight Heavenly Needles?" "Probably not many, but I have met a few." Xia Tian thought about it carefully, except for his wives,
There are just a few immortal cultivators who have been killed by him, and there are also some people who have seen the eight heaven-defying needles, but ordinary people have never heard of them.
I’ve heard of the Eight Needles Against Heaven.
"Do you know about the so-called senior cultivator who led us here?" Ning Ruirui suddenly thought of a more serious question, "Could he actually be aiming for your Eight Heavenly Needles?"
"I don't know, it's possible. The person who saved Su Ye that day must be him." Xia Tian didn't pay much attention to it and said casually: "This means that the idiot must have been staring at me for a long time. But this kind of sneakiness
Idiots who dare not show up, no
It's nothing to worry about. It doesn't pose any threat to me." "That's annoying enough. I knew I wouldn't be here." Ning Ruirui knew Xia Tian's character and basically didn't care at all about other people's plots and tricks.
Because he always believed that others could not hurt him, he would not care. But she didn't
Regardless of whether she cares or not, Xia Tian was involved this time because of her. If something really happened, she would definitely have some grudges in her heart. "Little long-legged girl, you don't need to think so much." Xia Tian hugged her.
Looking at Ning Ruirui, she said with an indifferent expression: "Without this adventure, those idiots would have thought of other ways to deal with me. So you can do whatever you want without thinking about those random people.
It's a mess, as long as you're happy." "I know, sometimes I feel that you are indeed quite reliable." Ning Ruirui smiled. Although her words still sounded like earthly love words, she did.
I feel Xia Tian's sincerity, maybe this is why he can get so many beauties.
Maybe it's because of Qing. With him around, she can really do whatever she wants to do, and this is so charming that not many women can resist it.
Snapped!
As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Ruirui felt a slap on her pretty buttocks, and her admiration instantly turned into shame and annoyance: "Damn gangster, why did you hit me?" "Little long-legged girl, you said the wrong thing, of course.
I was beaten." Xia Tian liked the wonderful feeling from Ning Ruirui's buttocks as always, but she pretended to be dissatisfied: "What do you mean I am reliable sometimes? I am your boyfriend, I can be there anytime.
Reliable everywhere.”
"You are not allowed to touch me without my permission, do you hear me?" Ning Ruirui rolled her beautiful eyes at Xia Xia. She finally understood that this guy doesn't need to be praised at all, and cannot be praised.
"Little long-legged girl, you said it wrong again." Xia Tian said seriously: "I didn't move my feet, I just moved my hands."
Ning Ruirui was speechless: "I'm too lazy to care about you!"
The two walked forward leisurely, and after about ten minutes, they reached the edge of the stone arch bridge.
"Xia Fei Road?" Ning Ruirui saw a monument standing on the left side of the stone arch bridge and couldn't help but smile and said: "This name sounds very similar to Xiafei Road. Could it be built by people from the Demon City?"
"Of course not." At this time, a rather clear voice sounded from the side, "According to legend, Xia Feidu is the bridge to the fairy world, which means the ferry where Xia Ju ascends." Ning Ruirui turned her head and looked.
Only then did I realize that there were three young men and women with different expressions standing in a corner not far away. The person speaking was the youngest among the three. He had a long body, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and was dressed in a decent white dress.
, quite a bit
Some of the demeanor of a good young man in ancient troubled times.
"Who are you?" Ning Ruirui asked casually.
The man in white chuckled, cupped his hands to Ning Ruirui and said, "Niu Feiyang is a cultivator of immortality. These two fellow Taoists are called Ma Jucai and Lu Yunke."
"My name is Ning Ruirui, and his name is Xia Tian." Ning Ruirui saw that the other party's words were polite, so she also introduced herself, but only said her and Xia Tian's names.
Xia Tian added: "I am her boyfriend."
"It's fate to see you two here." The man in white smiled even more and said with his hands again: "I see that your clothes are quite novel. I must have just arrived here not long ago, and I want to ask you for some information.
I wonder if that’s okay?”
The tone of this man's speech was informal and sounded a little awkward.
"Just ask." Ning Ruirui was always willing to help others, and the other party didn't show any hostility, so it was easy to answer some questions.
The man in white exchanged a look with the other two casual cultivators, and then asked Ning Ruirui: "I wonder if Miss Ning knows about the Zhongnan Mountain Quanzhen Sect?"
"Of course I know this. It is a tourist resort now, and I heard that there are many distinguished people living there in seclusion." Ning Ruirui said casually, "It seems that the Taoist court of the Quanzhen Sect is also there, but now it is only used to attract tourists.
of."
"Excellent." The green-robed man named Lu Yunke couldn't help but give him a high-five, "Sure enough, the Zhongnan Shengjing was not destroyed by the war."
"What about the Qingcheng Sect in Qingcheng Mountain?" Ma Jucai couldn't help but ask, "Are they still there?"
Ning Ruirui has been to almost all the famous mountains and rivers in the country, so she naturally knows something about it, so she said: "It's still there, and it's still a 5A-level scenic spot, one more A than Zhongnan Mountain."
These two people didn't understand the terms five-a level, four-a level, etc., but when they heard that the mountain gate still existed, they showed a look of joy on their faces.
"I see that the girl is also a member of our cultivator. I don't know what sect she is from?" The man in white said with a confident expression on his face and said with a smile: "I come from the famous Holy Hand Sect. I think you two should have heard of it."
"I don't have a sect, and I have never heard of the Holy Hand Sect." Ning Ruirui said with an indifferent expression, telling the truth.
The man in white looked cold and said slightly unhappily: "The Shengshou Sect is located in Wugong Mountain and is the number one sect of cultivating immortals in China. You haven't heard of it. It's a joke."
"I know about Wugong Mountain, but I have never heard of the Shengshou Sect." Ning Ruirui saw this man's expression change inexplicably, and felt a little unhappy in her heart: "As for the number one cultivation sect in China, I have never heard of it."
"Impossible!" The man in white had an angry look on his face, pointing at Ning Ruirui and said: "Since you are a cultivator, why are you telling lies? A hundred years ago, one of my uncles from the Holy Hand Sect was the number one cultivator in China.
The golden elixir stage is only one step away. Now
A hundred years have passed and our Holy Hand Sect should have dominated the cultivation world long ago. How could you not have heard of it?"
"So..." Ning Ruirui suddenly asked: "You were trapped here more than a hundred years ago?" "It's less than a hundred years, but it's more than ninety years." The man in white looked embarrassed.
He said sarcastically: "And please pay attention to your words. We are not trapped here, but we came here after an adventure. Later we saw that there is plenty of spiritual energy here, and there are...
It was beneficial to practice, so I stayed." After saying that, the man in white felt that something was wrong, and the initiative of the conversation was transferred to the other party, so he asked Ning Ruirui: "Miss Ning, the Holy Hand Sect was very powerful a hundred years ago.
Regarding the Immortal Cultivation Sect, you'd better think it over carefully before talking about it.
"Whatever you think." Ning Ruirui waved her hand, and then said: "However, what I want to say is that after a hundred years of vicissitudes of life, your Holy Hand Sect has never heard of it. I don't know whether it has dominated the cultivation world.
I know, but the so-called world cultivation
I think it may not exist anymore." Xia Tian knew something about the situation. She had heard from the beautiful maid Gu Hanshuang before that the environment for cultivating immortals in China a hundred years ago was actually not bad. At least there were many sects of cultivating immortals, and the number of casual cultivators was also quite large. Only
Unfortunately, later there was a place
The so-called seniors were causing trouble in Zhongnan Mountain, and in the end most of the immortal cultivators died there. The remaining ones who were still alive were later eliminated by Xia Tian.
Speaking of which, the so-called cultivation world in China seemed to have been destroyed in Xia Tian's hands. However, Xia Tian did not take this seriously. After all, they were just a bunch of trash. They had practiced for so long without even reaching the Golden Core stage.
"It doesn't make sense." The man in white frowned and muttered to himself: "Uncle Zhuo once said that he has a way to make all the monks in the world obey his orders. At that time, the country was in chaos, and our Holy Hand Sect should be able to take advantage of the situation.
It’s only right to get up now.”
"Little long-legged girl, why are you talking to this idiot?" Xia Tian said lazily: "You have nothing but hands and feet. It sounds like a pheasant sect. Maybe it has been destroyed long ago."
"Shut up!" The man in white suddenly became furious, pointed at Xia Tian and shouted: "If you dare to insult my sect, how can I, Niu Feiyang, spare you, and take my sword!"
As soon as the word "sword" came out of his mouth, the man in white reached his waist, touched, drew, and flicked the seven-foot-long soft sword in front of Xia Tian, piercing his vital part of the throat.
This sword was extremely fast, had a tricky angle, and was struck without any warning, which even shocked Ning Ruirui.
"Be careful!" Sure enough, the tip of the sword pierced into the body without any surprise.