Beyond the Divine States

At the moment when Zhao xianger jumped into the well, the blue and white sedan just crossed the arch of the imperial city.

The young emperor has been waiting in front of the hall for a long time. After the arrival of the small sedan chair, the city, which was originally shrouded in clouds, gradually became noisy.

Ning Changchang said: "it should be the immortal master who came from other countries. Go and have a look?"

Ning Xiaoling's eyes were bright and full of admiration. Hearing Ning Changjiu's words, she shook her head subconsciously: "it's not a monster with three heads and six arms. What's good to see?"

After that, Ning Xiaoling sat up from the Bank of the lake, clapped her hands and walked in the direction opposite to the gate.

Ning long looked at her delicate back, eyes slightly narrowed.

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To the north of the Imperial City, in the middle of the undead forest, the gate of the main hall of witchcraft has been opened slowly. The disciples in mourning clothes, holding folding hands, enter and leave the hall one after another, just like an early Dynasty.

All the things that happened in the imperial city recently were recorded in their hands.

The Sorcerer's old figure is sitting on the jade lotus seat. The ancient book he never released is now spread on his knees, and the folds in front of him are made of wooden blocks with notes, which have been piled into three stacks.

The wizard master stretched out his index finger with a long nail and hooked it up. The folds floated out of thin air, and the notes spread out in front of him. The wizard master's eyes swept them slowly, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

"When he was young, Zhao Shisong was assassinated and stopped by a Taoist priest. He was not dead, and Tang Yu was missing."

"The whole house of the young general was infected with disease, and some servants committed suicide by jumping into the lake after the nightmare."

"Your Majesty has not come out of the palace any more. Today, there is a dispute in the court about whether to open the rosefinch array to protect the city."

"The song side is very peaceful. What he does is his Majesty's duty. There is nothing wrong with it."

"In Chenshi, Ning Changchang and Ning Xiaoling traveled with Zhao Shisong to the Imperial City in Chenshi three times, but there were no strange things in the sky."

"All the assassins who entered the city at Maoshi are in place, but the imperial master's office has a way to stop them and can't spy on them."

The Sorcerer's eyes passed in a hurry and stopped on the last note:

"At that time, a small blue and white sedan chair came into the city, which should be the immortal master sought by the world."

The sorcerer frowned and said to himself, "come so soon?"

"Blue and white sedan chair? Is it the one who told the sword to Tianzong? " The Sorcerer's face was suddenly shocked.

People know very little about those immortals. Only when they reach his realm can they know more or less some secrets.

Almost all the immortal sects were carefully supported by the major dynasties. In order to fight for the support right of some immortal sects, numerous wars even broke out between many countries.

And those who can practice in the immortal sect can almost produce the best embryo of the pre heavenly spirit.

However, most of the immortals are indifferent to the human world, and they only act when a country is in real danger.

But jiantianzong is not the Xianzong in the territory of Zhao.

When Xueyu ran into the imperial city and there was no immortal coming down the mountain to stop him, the wizard master knew that the immortal had already abandoned Zhao.

But today, the man of Xianzong, who lived far away from the world, finally came into the world. Is the chaos of the imperial city more complicated than I imagined?

As he thought, the wizard master rubbed the edge of the ancient book with his fingers. He looked at the young man kneeling beside him and said:

"Qiu Li, what is the realm of the immortal master?"

The young man named Qiu Li replied respectfully, "I only know it's a woman. The blue and white sedan chair seems to be separated by heaven and man, and the mixed eyes can't explore her realm."

The sorcerer nodded and asked, "how are those people getting ready?"

Qiu Li replied, "if you wait for Zhao xianger to go abroad, there will be no amnesty."

The sorcerer nodded: "don't go wrong this time. I'll deal with the rest."

Qiu Li knelt on the ground and hesitated for a moment, but he still asked his doubts: "teacher, is there any other possibility for the government to come out?"

The sorcerer closed his eyes and pondered. He raised his head, looked at the light leaking from the top of the hall, shook his head and said, "impossible."

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In the Imperial Palace, the ripples of the well trembled, but it soon calmed down, as if it was just an ordinary woman pitying for the well, and nothing happened.

After Zhao xianger plunges into the water, the water curtain swings open layer by layer. The water curtain seems to have a sharp meaning, cutting the thin red hair band of her hair, cutting a little skirt sleeves and corners, and even leaving a faint bloodstain on her porcelain white face.

The black skirt dispersed in the water, and then suddenly sank. For those water curtains that were not like the array, Zhao xianger turned a deaf ear to them. His body broke through many barriers and plunged down.

Soon after, her hand touched the cold stone wall, the girl coughed, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, was carried away by the running water, and turned into a flower that nobody could see in the dark.

After touching the stone wall, she pushed forward to the deeper darkness.

When she was a child, she once went down the well, but her memory at that time was blurred. She only remembered that she swam and swam and came to an extremely empty underground palace. Now the water here is obviously more gloomy than that in those years, and when she touches the skin, it has the chill and sticky feeling.

Deep in the ancient well, the surrounding area is open. The turbulent undercurrent washes through the stone road like a big sword. On the other side of the undercurrent, there is a faint yellow flame.

Zhao xianger uses an umbrella as his sword and cuts it in the air. In the sound of water burst, the girl's body suddenly falls into the water. On the other side of the water, there are artificial walls. A corridor on the wall is shining. On both sides of the entrance, there are two huge statues of golden armor holding a huge axe.

Zhao xianger stepped on the wall and jumped up the corridor. At the moment when she stepped on the wall, the two golden statues seemed to come to life, and the huge axe in her hand fell.

Zhao xianger did not move. He went straight through. His figure was just staggered with the two giant axes. When the axes were cut down, the two golden armor statues hit each other. The sound of crushing the statues sounded behind him. The two giant axes were linked together in the air and turned into a flying blade. They came quickly from the corridor and rushed to the girl's back.

Zhao xianger seems to be familiar with the mechanism here. When the axe rolled like a whirlwind, she immediately jumped up and leaned close to the top of the corridor. The huge axe rolled under her body, just three feet away from the face. The wind of the axe stabbed her, but it didn't hurt her.

Her figure fell down. She knew that the axe seemed to kill people, but in fact it was just to wake up the existence in the deep underground palace.

On both sides of the corridor, there is a rootless and passive fire. At the end of the corridor is an open underground palace, which is like a battle field of monster wars, spreading out in a ring-shaped ladder.

In the center of the underground palace, there is a huge and dark round stove. The stove is connected by six iron cables, four of which are connected to the four passageways into the underground palace, one of which goes straight into the dome of the underground palace, and the other is buried deep underground.

With the arrival of Zhao Xiang'er, something seems to have opened up in the middle of the almost dark stove.

The faint red flame ignited.

In a moment, the hollowed out round copper stove was illuminated by the full flame. The copper stove was so huge that it almost filled half of the underground palace, so as soon as the flame was lit up, Zhao xianger's eyes were as bright as a rainbow.

The layer of the fireworks is fuzzy, from deep scarlet to light crimson. It struggles with different shapes, but there seems to be a pair of eyes hidden in the flame. The eyes are looking at the girl whose dress is not dry, and there is absolute heat and cold in the eyes.

If you look carefully, you will find that the center of the fire seems to be torn open by something, revealing a huge sword like notch.

The water on Zhao xianger's skirt was evaporated instantly. Even though she was sealed by the immortal, she could feel great pressure just standing here.

Just like more than ten years ago, when she first came here by mistake, she was directly shocked by the momentum, so that she could not move. A whole day later, she was taken away by her mother.

Now she is no longer that little girl, but that kind of prestige is more and more real.

"Long time no see." Zhao xianger said with a smile.

The flame gradually quieted down, and an old voice sounded like an old donkey pulling a mill

"It's you."

He looked at Zhao xianger quietly and asked, "where's the woman?"

Zhao xianger said calmly: "my mother has passed away."

The flame sprang up in an instant and filled the walls of the furnace, as if it was about to burst out at any time.

"What? Dead? Don't scare me, little girl. How can she die! Who can kill her? "

More than ten years ago, it saw the little girl enter the forbidden area by mistake, and then it was shocked by the prestige it sent out. It appreciated the little girl's painful death in front of itself, which was a rare pleasure for it for a hundred years, but the little girl was stronger than it thought, and even lasted a day and a night.

The next day, a woman suddenly appeared, took her away and pointed at herself.

Then, a huge gap appeared in the center of his broken spirit, which was hard to close for decades and brought pain to it day and night.

The fear of tearing up the spirit is still fresh in my mind, not even inferior to the immortal who killed himself.

How can a woman like that die?

"Are you her daughter?" It asked.

Zhao xianger nodded: "I grew up with my mother."

The flame gave out a sigh of mockery or regret: "but you are too weak. Even if you practice all your life, you can't reach that level."

Zhao xianger did not answer, but she frowned, obviously did not agree with each other's point of view.

"I know you think you are still young, but you have to understand that most of the time on the road of practice, age doesn't mean much," the voice said sarcastically

Practice is not like business. If it is not for chance, most people have already decided the summit they can reach in their life when they are born. Many people even touch that summit when they are in their teens, mistaking it as a peerless talent. Unfortunately, it is hard to advance in their life.

Zhao Xiang'er said, "since the master is a master of cultivation, you may guess what I came here today?"

The old voice laughed and said to himself, "can't you come to accompany me to relieve my boredom?"

Zhao xianger said bluntly, "I want to let you out." There was a dead silence in the underground palace, and then a tsunami of laughter burst out. There was a hurricane coming from the copper stove, which made the girl's black hair dance backward, and her black skirt was even more fluttering. She pursed her thin lips and put them on her hands. Like a retrograde boat on a rainstorm night, she walked forward step by step. After a long time, the storm gradually stopped, and the light and shadow of the underground palace returned to calm. The girl's tight body did not relax. She looked ahead and did not retreat. There was something strange in the dignity of the voice. "Do you know who I am?" Zhao xianger said: "five hundred years ago, a fox devoured Lian Tianzhu, who was exiled in the seclusion country, and fled to the karst mountains. After ten years of seclusion, it had eight tails and a flaming hair, which could burn everything. It broke through the purple court and went straight to the five roads. It was a time when the disaster of heaven and earth happened, and was finally suppressed by the great God of the seclusion country, A hundred years ago, you escaped to Nanzhou, where you were chased and killed by immortals with their tails. You smashed your body, built the Imperial City, and ordered four items to protect the country. You were killed at the bottom of the underground palace. " Listening to the girl's story, the group of fireworks gradually calmed down, and the flames gathered between the fragmentation and cohesion, forming the appearance of an eight Tailed Fox. The pair of narrow eyes looked at Zhao xianger. Deep in the eyes, it seemed that there was a ghost fire from hell. After the girl finished, the fox, which has lived for hundreds of years, said slowly: "I don't understand more and more. Do you really don't know the heaven and the earth, or do you have another dependence?" The girl did not answer directly, but asked: "do you know who I am?" The old fox squinted, "who are you?" The girl smiles: "my name is Zhao xianger." When the autumn wind blows, there are ripples on Qifeng lake. Ning Xiaoling raised her face, covered her forehead with her hand, and said, "why is it raining again?" Rather long way: "autumn rain impermanence... Go back early, be careful to catch a cold." Ning Xiaoling nodded. Rather long raised sleeve to cover head for her, small wench then also leaned toward him. On the tower of the city wall, a little scarlet sparrow overlooks the ancient city. As it combs its wings, it keeps turning its eyes and looks around. When he sees the young girls in Taoist robes by the lake, he says to himself: "Oh, I'm so tired. I'm so tired. It's all hard stubbles. If I really make a big deal like this, I'm so tired, I'm afraid I'm going to be stripped out of hair. "“ Today, another woman who didn't know how to understand, if she was the one who lived that day... "As she said this, the scarlet sparrow thought of her miserable end and trembled“ Anyway, the task given by your highness is just to make trouble... Can you just make trouble and leave? "“ If I had known that there were such monsters hidden in this place, I would not have come here to make trouble if they had broken their heads. " The scarlet sparrow was hopping on the roof of the tower, and felt more and more agitated. All of a sudden, a bell rang from behind, and a new rain fell. In that sound, the scarlet finch was as stiff as a bell“ Forget it, anyway, it's a death... If I can get away this time, I'll be completely free. " It blinked in despair, flapped its little wings and jumped down from the tower like a skyscraper“ Your highness... Keep your promise, the Imperial City, I am here again! " As the scarlet bird flapped its wings, its body became bigger and bigger. It suddenly turned back from the city tower and hit the tower. In the loud noise, the tower was broken. The huge scarlet bird opened its very long wingspan. In the surge of spiritual power, a crack tore from the city wall. The riots in the imperial city began. Soon, almost all the people in the palace saw the blood red giant bird perched on the city wall. Some old people thought of that history and screamed in horror“ Mr. Xueyu! It's xueyujun! Is the grand array of the imperial palace open“ It's too late... "Go and invite the Lord wizard!"