Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

The rainbow is flying under the feet, and Lin Lingling's fiery short hair is flying, which is more enthusiastic than the cold moon and cold stars in the higher sky.

The sound of the wind was left far behind.

After a while, Lin Lingling brought Nan Xiao to the former residence of Elder Lu.

Lin Lingling turned around the place and said, "It's been so many years, our master still lives on this hillside, and it's okay to clean you up very well."

Taking out three Baicao pills, Nan Xiao took out two, handed them to Lin Lingling, and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior sister, for saving me. Here are two Baicao pills. Please accept them!"

"Haha, no need, I have reached the other shore now. For me, these life essences have too many impurities, and it is very laborious to refine them. Why don't I go to a place with strong spiritual veins to practice! Besides, these are all your own efforts." You earned it after your life, put it away carefully, with these, you will definitely be able to open up a sea of ​​bitterness, and maybe you can even hit the spring of life. In the past, my junior brother did not have such a chance..."

As soon as the subject changed, Lin Lingling asked, "Junior Sister, except for that one time, why didn't you come to me afterwards? Are you angry?"

Nan Xiao put away the Baicao Pills and replied with a smile: "Master said that your practice time is precious, unless your life is at stake, don't let me bother Senior Sister. I went to see Senior Sister for the first time a few years ago and learned that you are in retreat. I didn't bother you anymore after that."

Lin Lingling scratched her head embarrassingly, her short fiery red hair was scratched out of shape, and there was some sadness in her beautiful eyes.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she came up with a good idea that she thought was brilliant, and said very excitedly: "What about the Zongmen Dabi after that? Or, I will secretly send you down the mountain? I will call you again." Xiaoshantou, so that you can occupy the land as king?"

Lin Lingling came up with an idea, and before Nan Xiao could refuse, she went to the bed to tidy up the bedding.

"No, Senior Sister, trust me, I can open up a sea of ​​bitterness!"

Nan Xiao pulled Lin Lingling who was fiercer than a cow, and said very seriously, "I have prepared a lot in the past nine years, and I am confident that I will start practicing."

Lin Lingling stared, and saw that the wound on Nan Xiao's forehead had scarred, and after the body was full of energy, she nodded her delicate chin, "Indeed, the energy is full, and with so many Baicao Yee and Baicao Pills, it will surely open up a sea of ​​bitterness. As for the subsequent Zongmen Grand Competition—then surrender immediately before they attack!"

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The pond behind the house is full of stars and moons, and the water level seems to be lowered a little.

Water lilies and swimming fish are relatively silent, and the mountains and forests are silent.

Elder Deer is relatively withdrawn, so he chose a remote place where there are few people, and even those herds of medicine deer rarely come here to look for food.

Nan Xiao politely declined Lin Lingling's offer to protect her, since her identity was stolen after all.

Registered disciples are not considered official seats after all.

Being helped by Lin Lingling before made Nan Xiao feel guilty.

Among the information that Nan Xiao has acquired over the years, Lin Lingling is obsessed with cultivation, let alone trouble her.

Moreover, this place belongs to Elder Lu's private house, and it is not an important matter of the sect, so others are not allowed to trespass.

Nan Xiao lay cross-legged on the bed, took a few pills of healing and nourishing qi, endured the pain, scrubbed her body, and fell asleep with her clothes on.

Silent all night.

When the morning light breaks and the sky is still dim, there will be purple air coming from the east.

Nan Xiao's forehead had scabbed over, but the wound on her left calf, which was pierced, hadn't fully healed yet.

But she is still asleep.

The successive battles last night had exhausted Nan Xiao's mind and body.

If you don't step into practice for a day, you will be a mortal body after all.

Unless it is a panacea, ordinary pills are difficult to cure.

This sleep is noon.

When Nan Xiao woke up, it was already noon.

When the door was opened, the sun was already shining, and three women were weeding in the medicine garden.

Wearing gray robes, they were busy chatting about the few battles that their employer Nan Xiao had fought at the Kuhai Cliff last night, dancing with excitement from time to time, and even the weeds in their hands became opponents.

Seeing Nan Xiao wake up, their voices increased instead of falling, and they waved to Nan Xiao enthusiastically.

Nan Xiao, who had had enough sleep, was refreshed, full of vitality, and walked over with a smile.

The pace is capable and does not seem to be hindered by injuries.

"Sister Yun, Sister Ling, and Sister Hui, you don't need to help me from now on. These pills are my little sister's wish. Thank you for your hard work these days!"

Nan Xiao took out three white jade porcelain vases from her sleeves, each of which was pasted with a rectangular piece of red paper, about half the size of a palm, with five black characters on it.

Heat-clearing and nourishing pill.

The pen is strong.

It looks like flying grass, but it has the potential of a dragon.

The few women who were still a little bit lost at first took the elixir, and after seeing the words on it, they immediately burst into smiles.

These elixirs are more precious than gold to these gray-robed drug farmers who have been unable to enter the practice even though they are struggling!
In the next half day, Nan Xiao dismissed all the helpers and brought some gifts to visit Chen Zhuo and Lin Lingling, telling them euphemistically that she would go to retreat for a while, and asked them not to go to her for the time being.

Especially Chen Zhuo, who has white beard and hair, and Nan Xiao, whose hair is like a waterfall, calmly begged the old man to explain what happened after his death.

Nan Xiao heaved a sigh of relief after learning that Han Feiren, who claimed to be romantic but not nasty, had been forced to retreat by his own grandfather.

This is just for the sake of not being disturbed in my subsequent retreat.

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The timing is weird.

Some people say that life feels like years, and it is overwhelmed.

Some people say that time flies like an arrow, enjoy the present moment.

Treat everyone equally, birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm, even powerful cultivators who entrust their mortal bodies are not immune.

Seems fair.

But at the same time, everyone's situation is very different.

Such things as the weight of fate, the quality of life, the location of the sea of ​​suffering and the other side, all vary from person to person.

Seems very unfair.

No matter how clever Nan Xiao was, she still couldn't figure out the key point.

Nan Xiao only knew that if she didn't struggle, then she, a fish that didn't belong in the ocean, would soon die of dehydration.

On the outside, there was the murderous intent of Fairy Qingcheng and Bao Wan, two fairy-level god bridge repairers, but on the inside, there was monstrous hatred and a little bit of hope.

What Nan Xiao, who is only 16 years old, lacks most is time.

So, it doesn't matter if it's a little bit harder, she can hold on.

Strive to die later.

At least wait until the big revenge is avenged before dying.

Maybe, you can fight a little bit more to find the returnee in the reincarnation of the later generations.

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Nan Xiao returned to the residence with heavy steps, and walked slowly to the bed.

The original quilt had been put away by her, and now there was only a green bamboo bed on the stone platform above the ground.

Taking out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been prepared, Nan Xiao strode forward, spun her wrist quickly, and the pen went like a snake.

In just three breaths, a suicide note has been written with splashed ink.

"If you die, you will be buried in the mountains and forests, and sleep with all things."

Across the outside and inside, there is no sadness or joy.

Between leaving and pressing, it is full of determination.

Folding a suicide note in half and placing it heavily on the empty bed, Nan Xiao sighed heavily.

Although she has been preparing for nine years, she is not fully sure that she will be able to succeed.

Afterwards, she took off the bronze ring she had been wearing all along, and gently placed it on the suicide note.

Then, Nan Xiao took out another letter, placed it on the left side of the suicide note, and pressed it with a warm yellow crescent-shaped jade pendant.

In front of the bamboo bed, Nan Xiao stood for a long time.

She was as silent as a white lotus that was about to be scattered by the wind and rain before it bloomed.

Human affairs are over.

Everything is ready, and everything outside is empty.

Next, Nan Xiao will compete with this unrecognized mortal body and that unfair fate.