Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Before Gu Yuanya could speak, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in," Tangning said.

The stone door opened, Mu Tiancheng walked in from the outside, bowed and said, "Uncle Xu Qingwan, please see me."

"Invite her."

"Yes." Mu Tiancheng responded and left.

Tang Ning glanced at Gu Yuanya and said with a smile: "You are almost the same age, why can't you imitate other people's manners and how to behave appropriately? How can a girl from a girl's family not be elegant at all find a husband in the future?"

Gu Yuanya chuckled: "When you heard that Master Xu was coming, you just wanted to drive me away, right? I won't leave, let's see how you fall in love."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You kid is really becoming more and more arrogant when you talk." Tang Ning frowned slightly.

Gu Yuangu pursed his lips and didn't care about his scolding at all. Tang Ning was also quite helpless towards her. She would not listen to what she said lightly, and would not be happy when she said it harshly. She immediately looked pitiful.

Not long after, Xu Qingwan came in from the outside. After bowing and taking a seat, she turned out a file in her hand: "This is a shop outside the sect this year. The profits from the gambling house will be handed over. Senior Brother Zhu asked me to hand it over to you."

Tangning took it and took a look: "How many training materials have you prepared for the next stage of the disciples' learning to refine the Wanling Pill, the middle-grade magic weapon, the middle-grade magic talisman, and the first-order mid-grade formation flag?"

"It is still being collected from various places. Currently, the sect has four thousand kilograms of stock in stock, including three thousand kilograms of Huangxian wood, five thousand kilograms of Yuan Ye stone, three thousand kilograms of gold and manganese ore, one thousand kilograms of Yuan Yin silk, and one thousand kilograms of Xuanlian liquid. One thousand catties……”

"The rest of the things are pretty much the same. It's just that the herbs need to be prepared more. After all, the disciples who study elixirs are the majority."

"Okay." Xu Qingwan glanced at Gu Yuanya behind him and asked after a moment of hesitation: "I heard that you are going to serve in Xuande Hall?"

Tang Ning said: "Palace Master Tong is about to expire and has resigned from his position. I only participated in the selection. As for the result, it has not been determined yet. It will be announced after the Xuande Hall disciples elect at the end of the month."

"Then do I still want to stay in Yuan Yidian?"

Tang Ning said: "Of course I have to stay. The sect's production expansion plan still requires your efforts to direct and coordinate. Don't worry about the intensity of support. Palace Master Peng and the Headmaster are very concerned about this plan. During today's discussion, the Headmaster also asked Regarding the progress, you only need to do what you are responsible for, and don’t worry about anything else. If you have any difficulties, just report it to Zhu Zhongwen and let him handle it. "

Xu Qingwan nodded, stood up and left without saying another word.

Gu Yuanya saw her leaving the room and said with a smile: "Master, if you put Master Xu in Yuanyi Hall, you won't be afraid of others snatching her away! I know that many people covet her. I think you might as well transfer her to Forget it Xuande Dian, if it’s me, I’ll take her with me wherever I go.”

Tang Ning was too lazy to pay attention to her and closed her eyes to practice her Qi. Gu Yuanya said some nonsense again. Seeing that he ignored her and felt bored, she left the room.

………………………

In the Yingxia Mountain camp, a huge cyan light curtain covered a radius of more than ten miles. Within the formation, a ray of light fell in front of the stone house, and an old man with white beard and hair appeared, but his face was old, and the corners of his eyes were deep. Wrinkled and aged, he is none other than Cheng Shuimin, the head of the Foreign Ministry.

He went straight into the house and sat cross-legged on the futon. Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside.

Cheng Shuimin opened his eyes: "Come in!"

A middle-aged man with a fair complexion pushed the door open and saluted: "Master, you are back."

"Yes." Cheng Shuimin responded slightly, turned his hand over and handed him a storage bag: "This time I went out to prepare these things for you, take a look!"

The man took the storage bag, opened it, looked overjoyed and said, "Thank you, master."

"I don't have much time. This is probably the last thing I can do for you. Whether you can take this step depends on you."

"Master's great kindness will never be repaid by my disciple." The man knelt down and kowtowed.

"Get up! Why are you here?"

The man stood up and said: "There is news from the sect that Uncle Tong of Xuande Hall is about to pass away and has announced his resignation as the head of the hall."

Cheng Shuimin sighed slightly: "Senior Brother Tong has finally reached this point, and we have reached the end."

The man said: "Now the position of the head of Xuande Hall is vacant. At present, only Tang Ning from Yuanyi Hall in the sect has explicitly participated in the election. The election of Xuande Hall will be held at the end of the month."

Cheng Shuimin said: "It's expected."

The man asked: "Master, do you plan to participate in the selection for this position?"

"I'll forget it. I'm half dead, so why bother fighting? Besides, the Headmaster and Senior Brother Tong don't want me to take this position. Where is Jiang Yuhuan? Does he want to choose this position?"

"I haven't heard of any movement from him yet."

Cheng Shuimin nodded and said nothing. Seeing this, the man withdrew.

………………

At night, Tang Ning sat cross-legged on a futon and was practicing Qi practice with her eyes closed. The surroundings were silent and you could hear a needle drop.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of shock on his face, and saw a girl in white clothes like snow, with a long sword on her back and a jade hairpin slanted on her back, standing in front of him, less than a foot away from him, with her clean eyes open. His eyes looked at him curiously.

Those eyes were as clear as the sea and as bright as the moon, making one unable to think even a single evil thought.

Tangning suddenly saw such a big living person quietly walking in front of him, staring straight at him. He was first shocked. When did this person appear in front of him, he didn't notice it at all. , if this person was even remotely hostile, he would have died countless times.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his back became soaked.

The girl in front of her was none other than the wisp of the sword soul from back then. She had been hiding in the black Teng tree for all these years without any news. For some unknown reason, she took the initiative to leave Xuanteng today.

At this moment, there was no trace of her soul at all. She was completely alive. Tangning could not sense the aura on her body at all. Every time she appeared in the past, the space around her was filled with powerful sword intent.

This time, the two of them were face to face and one foot apart, but there was no trace of sword intent revealed, as if the girl in front of them did not exist at all.

Returning to her original nature, Tang Ning couldn't help but have this thought flashing through her mind. Obviously, the harmless and innocent girl in front of her was much more powerful and dangerous than the woman who was independent and independent in the world when she appeared on the scene.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time. Tangning was still in extreme shock and forgot to speak for a moment.

"Well, I recognize you, you are the bad guy." The woman stared at him for a while, then seemed to finally recognize him and said.

Tangning was embarrassed and surprised when she heard what she said. She was secretly on guard, ready to take action at any time.

This was the first time in so many years that he saw this girl speaking. This meant that the girl in front of him had already condensed into a physical body, otherwise it would be impossible to speak. This surprised him. It was obviously just a ray of sword soul, but it actually condensed. To become a physical person is simply unheard of.

But the girl's first words were that she regarded herself as a bad person. Tangning didn't know how she offended her, but she designated herself as a bad person as soon as she opened her mouth.

He obviously saved her life and allowed her to hide in the black vine. Otherwise, she would have died long ago. After that, she occupied the black vine for decades.

It's like he took her in, she ate from him, drank from him, but when he woke up, he didn't care about the kindness, but became resentful.

This made Tangning secretly wary. He was completely unsure of the cultivation strength of the person in front of him. On the surface, this woman seemed to be just an ordinary mortal, but deep down he knew that it was definitely not that simple. She had already identified herself as a gangster. , it is not impossible to attack him suddenly.

"Who are you from?" Tang Ning was wary, but her expression remained calm as she asked tentatively.

The woman frowned and asked in confusion: "What's the origin? I am who I am!"

Seeing that she was like a child, Tang Ning was a little confused and continued to ask, "When did you show up?"

"I've always been here! You're such a strange person. You keep asking these strange questions."

Before Tangning could ask, the girl waved her hand impatiently: "Please let me out quickly, I'm almost suffocated in the room."

When Tang Ning heard what she said, she was slightly startled. Then she realized it. She turned her hand over and the storage bag swelled up in the wind. He moved it up a little, and a black teng tree floated out from it and fell to the ground.

The woman looked happy, sitting cross-legged in front of the black teng tree, slightly closing her eyes, as if practicing meditation.

The sea of ​​consciousness in Tangning Niwan Palace swayed, and a ray of consciousness penetrated into the Xuanteng. He saw a girl sitting cross-legged in white clothes like snow, with a long sword on her back. It was the sword soul, and its spiritual power fluctuated. It has reached the level of a Golden elixir monk.

The sword soul opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely clear, and suddenly a voice sounded: "Why did you come in? This is my home."

The girl sitting cross-legged in front of the tree looked at him with wide innocent eyes and asked questions. Tangning's mind was filled with confusion.

What the hell does this happen? The sword soul is clearly still in the Teng tree, where did this girl come from? What is the relationship between the two?

Tang Ning couldn't help but think twice, and couldn't figure out the connection. He straightened his mind, ignored those complicated issues for the time being, and answered, "This black teng tree is mine."

"This is mine, not yours." The girl seemed a little angry.

When Tang Ning saw her like this, in order to avoid conflicts, she stopped entangled in this matter and asked, "This is your home, and who are the people in this home?"

"It's me!"

"Is she you too?"

"yes!"

"Then where are you from?"

"Why are you so stupid? I am who I am! I have always been here." The girl looked disdainful.