The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Lijia village, Tianyu asked, shocked two people.

There is no sign of the problem, let a person for a moment difficult to respond, sound son back to God, subconsciously look at the people around.

Looking at the little girl's eyes, Ning Chen sighs and says in a soft voice, "yin'er, you have to make this choice by yourself. I can't help you make the decision"

yin'er looks at the woman in front of her and says, "why did you choose me?"

"Tianyu is the one who can bear the sufferings and blessings of all living beings. People's hearts are good and evil, complex and changeable. If you can bear them, you are the best person," the Tianyu said calmly.

"Ning Chen is OK," said yin'er.

"He can't do it"

the Tianyu shakes his head and says, "his hands are stained with the blood of too many people. Even if he is good, he will be rejected by heaven and earth. This is a fact that can't be changed"

Yin er's face shows embarrassment. He grabs the arms of the people around him and can't answer for a moment.

"The human world can never appear at the same time two sky language person, whether this matter is true" rather Chen sees to front woman, Mou Guang congeals under, way.

"En"

the celestial speaker nods and answers.

Ning Chen hears speech, in the heart a bad premonition rises.

"Don't think about it. That day won't come immediately. At least, I will wait until yin'er really becomes a celestial speaker," the woman said calmly.

Ning Chen's eyes look at the little girl beside him. After all, it's up to yin'er to make his own choice. He can't decide for him.

"Can I think about it?" The sound son small hand tight tight tight, way.

"Well, think about it carefully, and come to Tianyu peak to find me"

the woman answered, but without further urging, her figure faded away and disappeared into the night.

When the Tianyu left, many villagers in Li's village came back slowly from the shock. They looked at the two people under the snow with awe and tension in their eyes.

Beside the woman, the little boy broke away from the former's hand and trotted to them, saying, "sister yin'er, are you a fairy?"

Hearing this tender question, yin'er recovered from her inner entanglement, looked at the little boy with pure eyes, put a smile on his face, and said, "my sister is not an immortal, but a man of cultivation"

"can my sister teach me cultivation?" The little boy's eyes were full of anticipation.

Tone son a Leng, fail to answer immediately.

"Xiao Yuan, don't be mischievous." in the distance, the woman hurried forward and yelled softly.

The little boy's face showed a touch of fear, stepped back and did not dare to ask more.

Yin Er squatted down, rubbed the little boy's hair and said, "if Xiao Yuan really wants to learn martial arts, he will grow up quickly. When you are 15 years old, if you still want to practice martial arts, my sister will come back to teach you, OK?"

"OK"

the little boy nodded and said.

"Sound son, I should say to you, don't promise easily, but the thing that promise, must do" one side, rather Chen calm way.

"En"

Yin Er nodded and said in a soft voice, "I'll remember. When he was 15 years old, I'll come back once"

"well, let's go, it's too late"

Ning Chen said a word and immediately turned around and left.

"Aunt Li, Xiao Yuan, take care of yourself, goodbye"

yin'er waves to them and trots to catch up.

As they left, the woman sighed. It's true that these immortal people can't be touched by ordinary people.

The little boy didn't care about the indifference of the young man in red. He looked at them with pure eyes, full of admiration and expectation. There are still five years left for him to grow up quickly.

The woman didn't see it, and neither did the little boy. When the red dress turned and left, a trace of red brilliance disappeared into the little boy's body silently. The feeling of dripping water was reported by the spring.

In the night, yin'er grabs the hand of the person beside the former and whispers, "Ning Chen, I don't want to be the speaker of the day"

"why?" Ning Chen calm way.

The sound "just don't want to" has no explanation.

"It's up to you"

Ning Chen showed a faint smile on his face and said, "it's not urgent. When you really make a decision, you can say it to me"

"well"

Yiner whispered.

The two people who have gone away gradually disappear in the night. The cold wind blows and the snowflakes rise to cover the cold moon for nine days.

In the dark and gray fog, an eternal palace is located. The earth is rumbling and trembling. The next moment, a voice of authority rings out, "rosefinch"

a word falls and the void turns. A body shadow shrouded in the fog comes out and says, "subordinate is"

"go to hongluan star field and bring phoenix back" The sound of pressure rings out again, the way.

"Yes"

rosefinch will calmly receive the order.

Yin Qi gathered and covered the main hall again. Zhuqueming turned and left, and rushed to hongluan star field.The rosefinch will disappear soon, and a mist filled figure comes out. In the rear, a majestic voice rings out, saying, "green dragon, you follow the rosefinch. If there is a problem, you will do it yourself"

"understand"

Green Dragon answers and follows.

Green dragon, rosefinch, and hell hall are the top two of the four great dark generals. Each one's accomplishments are above the reality. Especially green dragon is the first of the four great dark generals, whose strength is immeasurable.

Hongluan star field, Tianyu peak, under the apricot tree, the white flowers flutter, so clean, so beautiful, just like the woman in front of the tree, perfect not like any woman in the world.

It's hard to open the eyes of heaven to see the world of mortals. The three parts of the blue silk of the heavenly talker's waist are stained with frost. It's so dazzling that heaven protects the most good. However, the heavenly talker himself is heaven, and who will protect him.

Under the apricot tree, the devil in black still hasn't woken up. This magic test is so long, and if he fails again, he will be doomed.

At the foot of the mountain, red clothes come with music, for one thing, but also for an answer.

On the mountain, the woman looked at the two people coming down the mountain. Her slender hands were raised, and the space was shaking for a while. In a flash, she brought them back.

"Yin'er, your answer," said the Whisperer, looking at the little girl.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't want to be a celestial speaker," yin'er apologized.

After hearing the words, he sighed softly and said, "what a pity"

with the words falling, he looked at the young man and said, "I know the purpose of your coming, but your demon can't leave Tianyu peak yet"

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he nodded and walked to the apricot tree. He turned his hand and poured in a trace of soul power The memory of the body.

After a while, Ning Chen stopped and gave a salute to the woman in front of the peak, saying, "master Tianyu, Yiner and I are going to leave Tianyu star. Maybe we won't come back for a long time. I'd like to take this trip to you"

"go ahead, be careful in the future"

the Tianyu man nodded and said calmly.

Ningchen light should, no longer stay, with the sound down the mountain.

When going down the mountain, yin'er looks back at the dazzling white hair of the woman in front of the peak, and tears flash in her big eyes.

It's so beautiful to see them off.

"Yin'er, since you have decided, don't hesitate. No matter what road you choose, you should go on without regrets"

the voice in the snow is calm and gentle, and the last instruction is the most selfless care of the elders for the younger generation.

Yin'er nodded tearfully and went away with the people around him.

In front of the peak, the sky Whisperer looks at the figure of the two people leaving. A faint sigh rises on their beautiful face. May the sky live up to the painstaking people.

Half a month later, on a beautiful big star, in the river, a blue boat floats, quiet and quiet.

In the boat, far away from the red clothes of the river and lake disputes, she carefully teaches the little girl's cultivation method, day after day, without any impatience.

Listening to the explanation of the former, yin'er has a bitter face. Sometimes he will lose his temper if he doesn't understand it.

The road of cultivation is not easy. It's hard for Ning Chen to go through, but he knows a lot of things that others don't understand.

After all, yin'er's cultivation time is still short. Although his talent surpasses ordinary people, it doesn't mean he was born to know it. Many things still need to be learned.

Ning Chen teaches very patiently. The little girl is not angry even when she is angry.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to eat"

after the sun sets, yin'er immediately gets up, runs out of the boat and steps on the lake.

Ning Chen has no choice but to get up and come to the boat. Looking at the little girl who has run, she can't help shaking her head. It's really not easy for a child who is just having fun to sit down and practice patiently.

On the Bank of the Mishui River, an ancient sacred tree takes root underground, absorbs the aura of the spirit land, and gradually recovers some vitality.

Not far away, some women and girls came to wash their clothes. They looked at the blue boat in the middle of the river. Their faces were full of curiosity. The boat had been here more than ten days ago and had never left.

However, neither the women nor the girls can see that, not far away from them, the sacred tree grows quietly and thrives day after day.

Ning Chen set up a ban to hide the trace of the undead flat peach tree to prevent it from being noticed.

"Niang, who is on that boat?" A young girl asked the woman beside her.

The woman replied that the ordinary people's family didn't have the money or the time to go boating in the river all day. The young people in the boat, with extraordinary temperament, must not be the children of ordinary people.

When the girl heard the answer, she nodded as if she believed it or not. Her beautiful eyes looked at the distant boat. She had also seen those noble CHILDES. However, she always felt that the young man was different from them. She could not tell what the difference was.

River boat, Ning Chen quietly looking at the bow, did not care about the women and girls on the river's eyes, attention focused on not far away on the immortal peach tree.It's really the most suitable place for the magic body to plant flat peach trees here. It's full of aura. It's far away from the river and lake, so it's less trouble.

Now, the only problem is how to make the flat peach blossom and bear fruit as soon as possible.

Nine thousand years is too long. With the help of Confucianism, the master just waited for more than one thousand years. Even if the laws of heaven are much more complete than those of China, no one can live over nine thousand years.