Xie Xian Yao

Chapter 58 Leaving, Rebirth

With just one sentence, Ning Yu's heart was completely fixed, and his leaving footsteps stopped instantly, a blazing fire danced in his indifferent eyes, and his heart was even more turbulent, unable to be peaceful.

"Jiugong..." Ning Yu looked at the blood slave lying on the ground, murmured, then walked to the blood slave, helped him up, and said calmly: "Can you tell me in detail?"

"Yes, my lord..." Seeing that Ning Yu gave up the idea of ​​leaving, the blood slave showed a strange smile on his ferocious face. He glanced at Ning Yu gratefully, bowed his head and said, "Reporting to your lord, the Nine Palaces were built in In ancient times, at that time, the first lord was diligent and studious, and his cultivation talent could be said to be beyond the reach of the heaven's favored son. At the age of 19, he was already the strength of the eighth realm of cultivating immortals. In the era of Taoism, the lord traveled around the eight wastelands of Kyushu, and at the end of the world, he met nine brothers, and they were the nine gods in the palace of Jiugong at that time. In that chaotic era, Jiugong stood out and became the first one to unify Kyushu in thousands of years. The sect of the Eight Desolations stands proudly among the heroes, standing at the pinnacle of cultivating immortals.

Then the lord and the nine palace masters continued to fight in the world in order to become immortals, looking for a way to break the ban and become immortals. Finally, after the sect was established for a thousand years, the nine palaces left with the honored lord and the nine palace masters, and their strength gradually sank. The whereabouts, until the Jiugong was destroyed by the joint attack of all the sects, the Jiugong disappeared completely, and among them, the Lord and his nine brothers never appeared again..."

"The Nine Palaces have already been destroyed, and the first lord disappeared, how can the Nine Palaces be revived, and what do you mean by calling me the lord?" Ning Yu was still a little confused after hearing what the blood slave said. The strength is incomparable with the first lord of the Nine Palaces, how can we talk about revitalizing the Nine Palaces?
"My lord doesn't know, anyone who can get the treasure left by the old lord in the ninth coffin, then he is the only disciple of the old lord in this world, and also the new master of the blood slave. The rules established at the time. As for the revival of the Nine Palaces, the Lord needs to go to a place in person." The blood slave said calmly.

"Then you have survived for thousands of years?" After hearing what the blood slave said, Ning Yu was shocked. This blood slave turned out to be an old monster that had survived for thousands of years, but with his thousands of years of cultivation , How could he be seriously injured by those monks?Moreover, according to his words, the old lord had already left a backhand to revive the Nine Palaces thousands of years ago, it was scary to think about it.

"To be honest, the old slave has been alive for 3000 years, and the reason why he can survive until now is all because of this blood pool and his life-long cultivation. Otherwise, the old slave would have been wiped out." The blood slave seems to understand Ning Yu Thinking in my heart, I explained in a low voice: "However, every once in a while, some monks enter here, and their blood is the vitality of the old slave's survival, used to nourish the old slave's body..."

After listening to Ning Yu, he already understood that the blood pool swallowed the blood of the monks, and the blood slaves would cultivate in the blood pool, absorbing the energy of the blood to maintain their own vitality, so as to achieve immortality. A method of longevity, but somewhat cruel and bloody.

"What is your current cultivation level?" Ning Yu was a little curious about the cultivation level of the Blood Slave, and how terrifying the strength of an old monster that has survived for 3000 years would be.

"The old slave's cultivation is in the mid-stage of Nirvana's Soul Tribulation. If it was at the peak, his cultivation would be in the realm of the three souls. Unfortunately, in 3000 years, the old slave's cultivation would not advance but retreat. This is the price of immortality... ..." The blood slave whispered, his words were full of unconcealable bitterness and desolation.

Ning Yu was silent, thinking in his heart that sure enough, if he was in peak condition to meet the previous attack, he would definitely be able to handle it with ease, but think about it, the cultivation base in the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm Soul Tribulation, such a cultivation base, even the master Feng Xingfang can't compete with him.

"What is going on with the revival of the Nine Palaces that you just said..." Ning Yu asked.

"To revive the Nine Palaces, only by finding the Nine Palaces Secret Records can we have the opportunity to reorganize the Nine Palaces and restore their former glory." The blood slave looked yearning, and said excitedly: "And the Nine Palaces Secret Records, only the old slave knows the existence where..."

Ning Yu was silent, but began to fall into deep thought. For him, Jiugong was just asking out of curiosity, but if he really wanted to revive Jiugong, the degree of danger and difficulty would definitely not be low, and the future he would face would be endless. Or ordinary opponents, most likely all powerful sects in this world, and those old monsters hiding in the dark.

"Respect... Lord..." Seeing Ning Yu's silence, the blood slave felt very anxious. For countless years, his only persistence was to wait for the new Lord to reappear, and bring the Nine Palace Secret Records to revive the old Nine Palace. Guanghui, fortunately, the lord finally arrived, but the new lord seemed unwilling to revive the Nine Palaces, which made him not in a hurry, faintly annoyed and unwilling.

Ning Yu raised his hand to stop the Blood Slave from persuading him, and then said lightly: "Whether the Nine Palaces will be revived or not, let me think about it. As for the Nine Palaces Secret Records, let it stay in the dark for now. Right! Maybe one day in the future, I will let it regain its former glory."

After finishing speaking, Ning Yu walked towards the distance, and then, the faint words drifted away and fell into the ears of the blood slave, "Go or stay, it's up to you..."

The faint words were like farewell, and the blood slave stared blankly at Ning Yu's receding back, smiled bitterly, and murmured: "Old lord, is this your choice?"

With a floating figure, he walked in the air, one step at a hundred meters, and his snow-white hair fluttered rapidly on his shoulders. Feeling a faint wave of evil spirit behind him, he smiled slightly and said lightly: "Since you choose to follow me, I hope you can remember you With my new identity, from now on, you can only call me son, and you are my housekeeper or uncle..."

"My lord, this..." The blood slave who followed behind suddenly froze, and hurriedly said: "There is a difference between superiority and inferiority, how dare this old slave..."

"There's no need to say any more, it's settled." Ning Yu couldn't help but set a new identity as a blood slave, but when he thought of the title of a blood slave, Ning Yu realized that he still didn't know the name of this old monster, and said: " I still don't know what your name is?"

"Back to the Lord, no, to the son, the old slave's surname is Jiang, and the single name is a word." The blood slave bowed and said.

"I'll call you Uncle Jiang from now on, don't you mind!" Ning Yu nodded and asked.

"Don't dare, dare not..." Jiang Liu hurriedly waved his hands.

Ning Yu shook his head, looked into the distance, and said, "It's time for us to leave here, I must leave here as soon as possible."

As a competent 'housekeeper', Jiang Liu naturally understood what Ning Yu meant, and immediately stepped forward to lead Ning Yu to find the exit on the second floor of the ancient burial treasure land. As for the layers behind the ancient burial treasure land, although Ning Yu was curious, , but he didn't try to understand it. After all, Ning Yu didn't know what kind of existence existed there, and he didn't want to explore it at this time.

Flying rapidly all the way, Ning Yu, led by Jiang Liu, appeared at the outer exit of the Stone Forest Labyrinth. Then, with a light wave of Jiang Liu's old palm, a dark and deep passage appeared in front of Ning Yu and the two of them.

At Ning Yu's request, Jiang Liu's blood-colored clothes turned into a black robe, and his blood-colored face and skin also turned into a dry khaki, looking a little more vicissitudes and a little less Fierce spirit.

"My lord, this is the exit on the second floor..." Jiang Liu opened the passage, turned around and said to Ning Yu.

Ning Yu glanced at the dark and deep passage, said nothing, and nodded lightly. Jiang Liu understood what Ning Yu meant, and entered the passage first, and then Ning Yu followed Jiang Liu's footsteps into the passage. Under the leadership of Ning Yu, Ning Yu reappeared the foggy and dark passage that he walked through a long, long time ago.

Soon, the two appeared in front of the last passage. Suddenly, Ning Yu stopped in his footsteps, a trace of shock and confusion flashed in his calm eyes, and he walked towards the two bones not far away.

The withered and withered peach blossom branches had already lost their vitality. Next to it, a skeleton hugged another skeleton tightly. The rotten and worn-out clothes were covered with thick dust. It was obvious that the two corpses had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

"Hey..." Ning Yu sighed softly, and casually put the bones of the two people into the storage bag. The feeling of loss made Ning Yu panic. For a long time, he has not suffered as much as he does now.

"Sir, they..."

"Old friend..."

No more talking, Jiang Liu lowered his head and led Ning Yu towards the exit on the first floor of the ancient burial treasure land. After a while, the two appeared outside the psychic palace. The scene in front of them was still there like yesterday. The nine huge stone sculptures standing on both sides of the road stood there quietly like two rows of soldiers, welcoming Ning Yu and Jiang Liu.

Along the way, Ning Yu became even more taciturn, silent, with a cold expression, unable to tell whether it was sadness or joy. Jiang Liu is an old monster who has lived for 3000 years. Naturally, he understands Ning Yu's mood. Spoken words to disturb, and silently led Ning Yu towards the outside of the deadly Jedi.

In a certain place of Dingyaoyuan, the ground trembled with a "rumble", the sound of thunder rumbled, and thunders flashed and surged, and then, a dazzling light of nothingness flickered out, and then, two icy and tall bodies emerged from the nothingness. Walked out of the light, one was dressed in a black robe, looking strange, the other was dressed in black, with loose snow hair, walking steadily, stepping on the void step by step, breaking away from the void light, and blending into the environment of Ding Yaoyuan .

"Come out, it's time to go home..." Ning Yu glanced at the restless environment of Ding Yao Yuan, showing a faint smile, sweeping away the previous haze and indifference, and then, with a flash of figure, he walked towards Ding Yao Flying towards the southwest of Yuanyuan, the target is Baima Town.

"I'm sorry..." Ning Yu bowed deeply to the names of Mo Xuan and Xiao Qi on the tombstone. There is only so much he can do, so that the two who fell in love and left sadly can return to their roots and souls. Returning to their hometown can be regarded as a repayment to the two of them. Although they are not close friends, in Ning Yu's heart, the relationship between Mo Xuan and Xiao Qi is what he values ​​most and what moves him the most.

"Senior Sister, Master, are you all okay?" Ning Yu stood in front of the grave, looking in the direction of Taixu Mansion, and murmured.

　The second volume will start tomorrow. The first volume is a bit dull, but a lot of pits have been buried. As for when it will be filled, who knows..., hehe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)