I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Having made up his mind, Gu Ning formed seals with his hands and slowly went over the Life-Slaying Sword Technique in his mind.

"Life is but a dream, and the way is endless, like an ant trying to shake a tree."

Gu Ning pondered over these four maxims several times, and suddenly a strange thought arose in his mind, as if all things in this world were about to be consigned to a dream in this floating life.

It is like a passing scene, seeing grass growing and birds flying, flowers blooming and willows green, as well as the red leaves of Xiangshan Mountain and the mountains covered with silver; but everything is fleeting, and in a moment the earth collapses, the mountains are destroyed, the sea dries up, the rocks crumble, and the sky and the earth turn upside down.

While Gu Ning's mind was in a state of confusion, she had already stood up quietly. The Fu Sheng Sword in her hand was emitting a faint jade-colored halo, which, combined with the moonlight in the quiet night, suddenly added a hint of coolness. Even the stiffly dancing Gu Ning seemed to have gained a bit of inviolable mystery.

In the distance, Song Mingyue in Mingyue Palace withdrew her prying eyes. Gu Ning looked a bit like...

He looked into the void thoughtfully, as if he could see the past through the thin layer of fragmented moonlight.

It's not that there haven't been times when the world collapsed, but at that time he was just a powerless child. When demons were rampant, the unarmed mortal civilians were definitely the first to be sacrificed.

But when the gods come to earth, everything can be restored to its original state.

But is restoration a good thing?

Is the justice of this world... maintained by sacrificing gods one by one?

So...how are gods born, and where do they go after they die?

"Is it almost done..." Song Mingyue whispered to himself, waved his hand, and a scroll appeared in front of him.

In the scroll, there is a tall woman, and the painter painted the picture with the man kneeling at the woman's feet.

The woman's face could not be seen, only the thin long sword in her hand was seen, which was placed in front of her neck. Blood was dripping "tick", and where the blood fell, green grass buds and lush wild flowers could be seen.

With another wave of his hand, the painting disappeared from Song Mingyue's sight. He sighed with disappointment and slowly closed his eyes.

Rich spiritual energy began to circulate around him. If he could go one step further, would he be able to stand alone when the mountains collapsed and the earth broke apart?

On the other side, Gu Ning, who had completed a large circulation, fell to the ground almost exhausted. The Fusheng Sword slipped out of her hand with a "ding" sound. She murmured, "This is not something a human should do." The next second, she dropped her sore and weak arm to the ground with a "bang".

The night breeze blew gently, and the coolness it brought made Gu Ning couldn't help but shiver slightly. She climbed up trembling, trying to pick up the Fu Sheng Sword that fell to the ground, but she didn't even have the strength to control a finger.

"Oh..." Gu Ning sighed softly and decided to use both hands. However, when she stretched her hands forward, she fell forward uncontrollably and with a "bang", she came into face-to-face contact with the Fu Sheng Sword.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the small and thin Fu Sheng Sword and Gu Ning stared at each other. It couldn't help but shake the hilt of the sword and gently patted Gu Ning's forehead.

"Hey, why are you so weak? How can you fight with others like this?"

Gu Ningsheng was complained by Fu Sheng Jian, and he curled his lips weakly and said, "I am just a small early stage of Jin Dan, and my Dantian is so small, what else do you want?"

The blade of Fu Sheng Sword tilted, as if considering the credibility of Gu Ning's words, and said after a while, "Then you should seize the time to practice, why are you still here engaging in a war of words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Ning's eyes blurred and he was kicked out of his sea of ​​consciousness by the Fu Sheng Sword.

"Hurry up, hurry up, practice quickly."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the urging voice of Fu Sheng Sword sounded rapidly.

Gu Ning:......

This is more of a landlord than a capitalist. The life of a social animal is not a life...

She rolled her eyes in annoyance, and the next moment she felt a chill on her face.

With eyes wide open, he put the Fu Sheng Sword against her face and tried to prop up Gu Ning who was lying on the ground.

Gu Ning: It’s really unfair…

However, her body was very honest and she sat up straighter.

"Seal the seal."

Gu Ning fumbled with the seal, and just as he started, he felt the spiritual energy rushing towards the dried-up meridians.

In an instant, an indescribable sourness rushed to the top of his head. Gu Ning suddenly let out an uncontrollable "wow" and almost passed out.

"Oh my goodness, when your spiritual energy is completely depleted, you will actually react like this?"

Gu Ning gritted his teeth, suppressed the pain and put his hand gestures together again, clenching his teeth tightly to take in the spiritual energy.

During this quiet practice, Xiao Qing slowly slipped out of the house. It raised its head and looked at the grinning Gu Ning, rolled its eyes and climbed up to her wrist. The icy-cold air started from the meridians at the wrist and slowly slipped towards Gu Ning's dantian.

Doesn’t this daring little cub know that meridian depletion will cause irreversible damage to the meridians?

How daring...

Xiao Qing curled her lips, but tried her best to use the power of the black ice crystal to repair Gu Ning's meridians.

Gradually, the sour feeling was mixed with a bit of relief, and Gu Ning's tightly furrowed brows loosened a little. The corners of her lips relaxed a little, quietly forming a small arc.

She knew that Xiaoqing would definitely not bear to see her in pain, hehe.

Although... before this she had never thought that Xiaoqing had such a wonderful use. She was really blessed with good luck.

When he opened his eyes again, the moon hanging in the sky was still bright. Gu Ning grinned, and then stretched out his hand to hold the Fu Sheng Sword tightly, "Let's do it again, let's do it slowly and step by step."

The sword tip flashed slightly, and the sword light swept lightly. Gu Ning broke down the Life-Slaying Sword Technique and continued to demonstrate it move by move.

When she was tired of practicing, she sat down cross-legged on the ground and started to practice. She fought without sleep all night. When dawn broke, the sword in Gu Ning's hand had become lighter.

Dancing under the moonlight, with the Floating Life Sword in her hand, she stepped lightly, and the sword flashed in front of her, and a small purple flower fell into Gu Ning's hair.

And the next second, a floating sword cut through the afterimage of the purple flower, the afterimage broke, and the purple flower swayed and fell lightly in the morning dew.

Falling on the Fu Sheng sword, Gu Ning raised her hand to pick up a flower, her pretty eyes and eyebrows suddenly smiled in the misty morning fog.

The next moment, Gu Ning's figure disappeared in the yard, only the drifting purple flowers fell into the water tank.