Xue Lian stared at Xiao Ning with deep eyes, and slowly uttered those five words: "Chaos God and Demon Art."
Xiao Ning looked at him blankly, frowning slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Chaos God and Demon Art? Could it be that this technique can bring people back to life after death?"
Xue Lian shook her head gently, denying Xiao Ning's guess: "That's not the case. This technique does not have the effect of directly resurrecting a person. However, it has an extremely special and rare ability."
Having said this, Xue Lian paused for a moment, then looked at Xiao Ning with a meaningful look before continuing slowly:
"Chaos Vortex."
When Xiao Ning heard the words "chaos vortex", he couldn't help but repeat it, with a puzzled look on his face. Seeing this, Xue Lian nodded and began to explain to Xiao Ning in detail:
"The Chaos God and Demon Art and the Chaos God and Demon Body originally complement each other and are indispensable to each other. However, tens of thousands of years ago, due to some unknown reasons, the Chaos God and Demon Art suddenly disappeared, and only a few legends about the Chaos God and Demon Body remained in the world."
Xue Lian sighed slightly and continued:
"Xiao Ning, I really don't know where you got this Chaos God and Demon Art from. But I can be sure that you have mastered and can perform this set of skills. The huge vortex created when you killed Yama in the Yao Chi Holy Land that day was the key to whether Jiang Yingli and You Rong Rouxue could be successfully resurrected!"
After Xiao Ning heard Xue Lian's words, his heart was like a storm, and his thoughts instantly became chaotic. The mysterious Chaos God and Demon Art was actually a reward given to him by the system! However, he only knew a little about this magical technique.
As far as he knew, this technique had an amazing ability to evolve, and it could increase its power by constantly devouring various weapons. But what else was there? Did it hide more unknown secrets and powerful functions? Xiao Ning knew nothing about this.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt as if he was in a fog, and his understanding of himself was gradually becoming unclear. This feeling made him sad, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. He sighed helplessly and muttered to himself:
"What should I do to revive Yourong Rouxue?"
At this moment, Xue Lian suddenly raised the sword in his hand that was flashing with cold light, pointed it directly at Xiao Ning, and shouted:
"Even if I tell you the method now, it will be in vain! If you want to successfully revive Yourong Rouxue, your cultivation must at least break through to the realm of transcending tribulation. Only in this way can you control the legendary Chaos God Body and finally be able to reunite with your beloved."
Xiao Ning heard this and locked his eyes with Xue Lian's. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes. Then, he held the Xuantian Sword tightly with both hands, and the inner Qi in his body surged and poured into the sword. In an instant, the Xuantian Sword burst into a dazzling light, like a flash of lightning that cut through the sky. With an extremely fierce momentum, it stabbed towards Xue Lian again...
At night, the inky darkness gradually enveloped the earth, and Xiao Ning dragged his tired body back to the palace. He came to a hot spring, tiredly took off his tattered clothes, and then jumped into the water.
"Ah! He's finally alive! That bastard Xue Lian was so cruel!"
Xiao Ning groaned as he felt the sword marks on his body. Although the wounds had healed, the hideous scars were still clearly visible, as if telling of the pain he had experienced.
Xiao Ning soaked in the hot spring for a long time, feeling the warm water soothing his body, and his mood gradually calmed down. He slowly walked out of the hot spring, sat on the edge, exhaled the system, and conjured up a soft bath towel. He began to scrub his front carefully, trying to wash away the dust and fatigue of the journey.
Just as he was about to rub his back with his backhand, suddenly, a jade-like hand as white as mutton-fat jade gently stroked his back. This sudden touch made Xiao Ning scream in horror:
"Ah! Who is it?"
He turned his head suddenly and saw Rong Xuanya wrapped in a white bath towel. The bath towel seemed to be a layer of gauze on her body, revealing her graceful figure. Her eyes were blurred, like a pool of spring water. She looked at Xiao Ning in front of her tenderly and said softly:
"Ning'er, let me rub your back!"
Xiao Ning's face instantly turned red, and he jumped into the hot spring beside him like a frightened rabbit. His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. He hurriedly said:
"Sister Xuan Ya, no... no need, I can handle it by myself."
However, Yourong Xuanya seemed to be completely oblivious to the surrounding noises. She walked lightly towards the hot spring. Her steps were graceful and confident, as if the whole world existed only for her. When she reached the hot spring, she slowly took off the towel wrapped around her body, and the towel fell like petals, revealing her stunning body.
Her skin was as delicate as white jade, and shrouded in mist, it looked even more hazy and mysterious. The mist was like a veil, gently wrapping her, making her beauty even more attractive.
Xiao Ning looked at Yourong Xuanya in panic, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her beauty was like a dream, which made his heart beat faster and desire burn in his heart. But he tried to restrain himself, because he knew that now was not the time to indulge in desire.
He bit the tip of his tongue, and a sweet and fishy taste instantly filled his mouth. The stinging pain made him sober up a little, and then he suddenly hugged Yourong Xuanya's body. The two bodies hugged each other tightly, as if they were about to merge into one.
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