267 Who will be paid for the rest of the fate (final)

I don't know how many spring and autumn have passed, it seems that several years, and it seems that it has been decades or hundreds of years. Nangong Xia opened his eyes and looked at the void in the distance, but at this time he was in a stone room where he could only look at it with his heart, not his own eyes. He felt the world. The operation of spiritual power, and then opened his mouth and said softly, "Finally, on this day, although the practice of the five elements slowed me down so much, I had to give up all distracting thoughts and devote myself to closed practice, which was a breakthrough when Shouyuan was about to an end."

Opening the door of the stone room, the sunlight outside the house shined in, which looked extremely dazzling. Nangong Xia raised his hand to cover it. After a long time, he looked outside and saw a Taoist child looking at himself in surprise. After a long time, he heard the child say, "You, you are the master."

"It's okay." Nangong Xiadao, at this time, he smiled faintly and then avoided the child and went out. No wonder this child was surprised. Although Nangong Xia still remained in his twenties at this time, his temperament had completely changed. If Nangong Xia hadn't come out of this stone room, the child would have thought that he was a woodcutter from. Of course, the woodcutter was a little uncomfortable, because there were more books in Nangong Xia's temperament. Although it is not very strange that these temperaments are mixed, the only thing that does not have it is the intentional or unintentional spirit emitted by the hands and feet of successful people.

The child was extremely surprised. When Nangong Xia passed by him, he said, "If you don't have any instructions with the master, you can tell your disciples."

"But there are some things to entrust to this disciple. I want to explain some things. Can you please meet me?" Nangong Xiadao saw that there was a pavilion not far away, so he went to the pavilion and sat up. At this time, he seemed to want to drink tea, so he took out his usual utensils and tea and prepared them according to the tedious method. Fortunately, the tea and water here are stored in the Tianyu mirror, and naturally they will not deteriorate.

Of course, his Tianyu mirror is only a small Tianyu mirror, not a real Tianyu mirror. The real Tianyu mirror has already been destroyed in the polar north ice sheet.

When Nangong Xiafang prepared the tea, he saw two people coming this way. Nangong Xia shook his head and smiled bitterly, then took out two cups and poured a cup for each of them. Then he raised his hand and motioned, "Come on, how about this tea first."

"Thank you, uncle." The leading woman said that she didn't take a few things. She raised her hand and said, "I don't know how my master's cultivation is now, why..." She didn't finish her words. The reason was that she seemed to be like an ordinary person and didn't look like a practitioner at all.

"You are Linger, aren't you? I've made you the leader over the years, but it's a little difficult for you." Nangong Xia nodded and then continued, "Maybe it won't be long before I will experience the legendary nine god thunder disaster."

"Congratulations on Master (Father) success." The people present said that the people who came here were Ji Linger and Li Yi. Among the people closely related to Nangong Xia, Li Yuyun had achieved success a few years ago, but she failed to survive the disaster and dissipated, while Zhao Mingguang survived the disaster and became a fairy body.

"by the way, Ji Zhuo dance and Nangong Lu Shuang, why don't you see them?" Nangong Xiadao, when he finished saying this, he saw that the two had different faces, and Nangong Xia already knew what must have happened.

"This is the thing." Ji Linger said, she paused and then told the matter. It turned out that Nangong Lushuang always thought that the normal way of practice was too slow, and she didn't know where she found some resentment and anger, so she refined these to improve her cultivation. After a long time, Ji Zhuowu was found out, and Ji Zhuowu, who was angry, hit Nan Gong Lushuang, and then locked her up to reflect on this matter, but he didn't know how Nangong Lushuang escaped later and disappeared for a long time. Ji Zhuowu went down the mountain to look for Nangong Lushuang, but so far he hasn't received any news.

"All this is my fault." Nangong Xia shook her head and said nothing more. Why did Ji Zhuowu be so angry? Nangong Xia couldn't understand? She knew that Ji Zhuowu practiced in this way at the beginning, but she gave up this practice later.

"It's the disciple who didn't take good care of him, and please punish him." Ji Linger said that such a thing happened during her tenure as the leader, and Ji Linger could not get rid of the matter.

"I asked you to come here, just to tell you that my disaster is coming. There is nothing else to do." Nangong Xiadao, he stopped asking about other things many years ago. Moreover, now, he raised his head and looked into the distance, and then said, "Sister Qin, you are in the valley."

"The senior has been helping the poor everywhere over the years. In the past few days, he has just returned to the valley. If the teacher goes there, he can see her." Ji Linger said that Ji Linger was also very curious about this strange Qin Ji. On the outside, this Qin Ji is like an ordinary human woman, but from the perspective of her rare magical powers, her cultivation seems to be extremely high, almost so high that she should be robbed, but more strangely, she will not Spend any time practicing, just wandering around the world to help some people in need. However, although Ji Linger was curious, she still restrained her disciples to treat them with courtesy and tried not to disturb her.

"Well, you go first. I have something else to look for her." After saying that, Nangong Xiadao got up and walked to Qin Ji's place. At this time, he walked like an ordinary person and could not see any lightness at all.

When Nanfu came to the Qinji courtyard, he only heard the sound of the piano in the courtyard. The sound of the piano was as soft as the sound of heaven. Nangong Xia stood quietly in the courtyard to listen to this wonderful music. After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped, and he heard a voice in the room saying, "Since you are visiting, please come in."

Nangongxia entered the house. Qin Ji looked at him and then said, "Congratulations on returning to the truth. Although you have not survived the natural disaster, in fact, you are already in line with the way. Just like running water, the running water is invisible, in the lowest place, but the running water can be calm without waves, stormy waves, but the running water It is the closest to the Tao.

"That being said, there will still be a disaster." Nangong Xia smiled. He no longer talked about this issue. He took out Li Huaqin and Wuyou Sword and put them on a few, and then said, "These two things were originally Li Hua's relics. Now I ask Sister Qin to take care of them for you."

"Good. Although some magic weapons are needed to protect themselves, these two things are relics of Lihua. Lihua has made many mistakes. He may not be auspicious objects, but can cause greater disasters. Qin Ji said, and then she put away the two things.

"Yes, Sister Qin, I still have something to ask." Nangong Xia said, Qin Ji saw that he didn't say anything, so she asked, "If you have anything to say, I will naturally tell you."

"If I can get through this nine-day disaster, can I really see Yingqi again?" Nangong Xiadao, speaking of this, he looked out of the window and looked out of the sky, where there were no clouds, but Nangong Xia could feel the infinite power contained in it.

"You ask, but you can't trust me. Since you can't trust me, why do you ask again?" Qin Ji said, she shook her head gently, and then said softly, "For so many years, can't you forget that since you are worried about it, how can you respond to the nine-day disaster?"

"I'm just a little uneasy." Nangong Xiadao, exactly what he said, has become more and more uneasy these days.

"These things are casual, and you don't have to force them. I don't think you have much time, so let's prepare again." Qin Ji said that she really didn't want to say more or think about Yingyu's matter. Although she remembered it the most when she was alone.

"Sister Qin, take care. I hope he will meet again in the future." After saying that, he folded his hand to Qin Ji and then turned away. It was Qin Ji who said that he didn't have much time.

A few months later.

In a wilderness, Nangong Xia sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he were determined. At this time, he did not set up an array around to deal with the disaster like ordinary people, let alone prepare other magic weapons. At this time, all he had in his hand was a jade mirror.

And the Yin and Yang Yi he often brought was passed on to Xu Yi.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the clouds are under the pressure. After a long time, a thunderbolt split down. Nangong Xia dealt with it indifferently. He only pointed to his upper finger, and the five-color spiritual power scattered between his fingers. This spiritual power formed a disk and rose up and soon met the thunder and lightning. The thunder and lightning hit the five-color spiritual power with the power of heaven, but failed to make the circle formed by the five-color spiritual power. Shake at all.

So under several thunder and lightning, the thunder and lightning were more and more fierce, but they were all dealt with by Nangong Xia. After that, the surrounding shadow began to change, and Nangong Xia's life passed by like a picture scroll, but Nangong Xia's heart was as calm as the water of a secluded pool. Later, Nangong Xia seemed to be in various illusions, but Nangong Xia had a deep understanding of the illusion here, and this demon disaster also made him get through it easily.

But the nine-day disaster is not idle. The Taoist heavenly disaster has come down. Although Nangong Xia has dealt with it alone, it has also exhausted all his strength. However, at this time, the disaster has dispersed, and everything must have come to an end. However, after waiting for a long time, the ascension that Nangong Xia was waiting for did not appear. What he was waiting for was another fiery red cloud. The cloud is getting bigger and bigger, and a pillar of light is condensed in it. Seeing this, Nangong Xia thought it was another natural disaster. He forced his little spiritual power to deal with, but this great pressure was far beyond the total of the first nine natural disasters.

"Enough, he should go through the nine-day thunder disaster, not the demon disaster." A crisp voice said, and saw a figure coming towards the disaster cloud. When she flew under the disaster cloud, the huge fiery red beam of light rushed down, and the beam of light hit her. The dazzling light flashed, making Nangong Xia unable to see anything. He only heard a sad cry of "ah".

Soon after, Nangong Xia's disaster did not come again, but the nine-day Xuanyin seemed to ring above the sky, and Nangong Xia's body was also getting lighter and lighter, and then went up.

At this time, there seemed to be a sigh from the sky, but this sigh was hidden in the faint fairy sound, but it was extremely difficult to hear.

At the end of the disaster, the disciples of the Jiuhua Sword School came here, but what they found was only Qin Ji, who died with a smile, a sword and a piano beside her. Although their strange faces have always been extremely indifferent predecessor Qinji met with a gratifying smile when she passed away, but Qinji rarely interacted with people. They couldn't figure out the reason, so they wanted to restrain Qinji, but it took a while before Qinji had turned into running water and dispersed, leaving only one with few fingers left. Cold jade statue. I don't know why the Jiuhua Sword School brought the jade statue back and put it in the place where the predecessors were worshipped.

As for the piano and sword at the scene, they thought they were left by Nangong Xia. All they did was bring them back and pass them on to those who could use them. However, this piano and sword could no longer be used in the next few hundred years.

Until one day...

but it is:

Clear water is shocking, full of plainness, and infinitely quietness. Gutai Fangxie, and the music is also soft.

How much do you know about the past, even if you leave, and hide your thoughts. Looking back, the Iraqis are like painting, and their fingers are like sand.

Rest, hurt this time, look back, and have been sad for several years. May the heart of the piano be long, and whoever wants a confidant will ask for it.

The clouds are dark and the moon is fading, and the wind and clouds are chaotic. After a long time, who will pay for this song?

(The ending words of Tianjian Demon Fate: "Mantingfang--Who will pay for this song")

The end!

(This book has been completed. Thank you for your support.)