Beyond the Divine States

The courtiers kneeling down at the edge of the huge pit may not have heard much about the movement there, but Lu's long years of practicing Taoism, hearing and seeing, and the slight fighting sound from there was very real. Her amber crystal clear ears were a little red in the sun. After hesitating for a while, she went against the light, holding a sword.

Ning Xiaoling covered Jinwu and was very happy to see Lu Jiajia. She quickly welcomed him and saluted: "Xiaoling, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Lu Jia rubbed her head. Her face was soft, and her expression could not hide her joy. She said with a smile, "it's OK. Xiaoling is OK. This month... What happened in the city, and how did you live?"

A few days ago, Yujian Tianzong reopened the peak. The disciples who returned to their hometown for the Spring Festival returned to the peak one after another, but Ning Changchang and Ning Xiaoling did not return.

Lu Jiajia originally sent people to the imperial city to look for them, but she learned that her majesty, the empress of the state of Zhao, had been missing for a month. She felt uneasy and asked Lu Yuanbai where he had sent them that day. Then she learned that the Linhe City they went to was a remote small city on the border of the state of Zhao, and this Linhe City was evil and haunted, It has been widely spread in many places that the city was cut off by the border. However, Lu Jiajia knew the news just now because he was closed all the time.

She came all night, only to find that the border of the city was far stronger than she thought. She even made hundreds of swords, but she could not cut the darkness of the city out of the gap.

In the anxiety and powerlessness, she and many people waited outside the city for three days. Until half an hour ago, a light suddenly appeared in the abyss like darkness. The light was not like a sword light, but like a long and narrow lightning fixed in the ink clouds. Lu Jiajia's originally gloomy mood was torn open by the lightning.

Then everything happened very quickly. The darkness showed eggshell like cracks, and suddenly collapsed. The boundary of the city collapsed within a few breath. Although the winter sun was not warm, it was bright enough. It shone into the dead city, dazzling and making people want to cry.

In this city, those souls had been gnawed clean by the insects when Mrs. Bai finally fought to become a God, and only a hundred or two people survived relying on the raw rice.

Their faces are yellow and thin, their stomach is hard to digest, and the colic of raw rice is tormenting them day by day. Until today, they have witnessed the flowing fire from the sky and the electric light that cuts through the sky, and they have watched the sun shine in and spread all over the earth.

But many people are still cowering in the house in fear. They feel that the sunshine outside is not only unreal, but also with the fear of penetrating the soul. At the moment, they can't even tell whether they are living or ghosts, for fear that they will be destroyed when they see the sunshine.

The singer, who became a soul carrier after her death, came out of the continuous shadow of the attic. She was the soul of the dead. She went into the light, and the light pierced her body like a sword.

She is an unimportant role in the city. Before the kingdom of Fengdu could not be really established and could not contain the souls of the whole southern state, her influence on Fengdu was even worse than that of the others. Therefore, no one paid attention to her from the beginning to the end of the war, and she also hid in a corner where no one was afraid of the light and the dark. Until now, she finally woke up.

She remembered the day when she fell from a building a month ago. The spasmodic pain of stabbing the dagger into her abdomen made her feel a trace of regret. But the courage of death finally passed away. At the moment, her despair also gave her another kind of courage. She hummed softly and walked forward with a full gait.

"The winter wind blows down, the boat drinks, alone half the boat of ice and snow. The dusk is like water washing make-up red. The dream of the old country, you hate with whom... "

She sang and died in the wind.

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In the name of healing, Lu Jiajia takes the comatose Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger away. Under the guidance of Ning Xiaoling, she returns to the old house where they have lived for one month.

The aftereffect of Mrs. Bai's sword of destroying the city just spread to the street in front of the house. The houses and courtyard walls in front of the house, such as wheat crushed by wheels, collapsed one after another. Most of them had been ground to powder. Now in the sun, you can clearly see the thin dust waves rolling on the ground.

Into the yard, Lu married the two people down, a voice to remind: "no one else, do not pretend."

A moment later, Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger open their eyes. They look at each other, and then quickly stagger their eyes, especially Zhao xianger, whose pretty face is tight, and the anger in their eyes is almost gushing out.

Ning Changjiu still feels sharp pain in his head. He rubs his eyebrows and thinks about what happened just now. He feels that he has done something out of line. He is very guilty. He opens his mouth and apologizes for a while. But seeing Zhao xianger's cold face, he swallows it back.

He saluted Lu's wife and said, "I've met my master."

Lu Jia looked at him up and down, frowning and saying: "your clothes..."

Ning Chang Chang remembered that he was still in a white dress. He remembered the scene of calling xiantianling. The scene with the white dress seemed strange.

Although Zhao xianger is also wearing men's clothes, her men's clothes are quite heroic and beautiful, which can not be compared with her own women's clothes.

He sighed silently in his heart, thinking that he would never have agreed to such a plan if it had not been forced by the situation. Now, before he had time to change his clothes after the war, many people saw him like this.

He pulled a corner of his white dress and lowered his head rather helplessly.

"It's beautiful." Lu Jia didn't know what to say, so he praised him.

Ning longed to run away. He held his forehead and didn't answer.

Lu Jiajia looks at him with a complicated mind. She doesn't know what happened. She just remembers the scene where jiuyu covered them just now, which makes her heart more strange.

She looked at Zhao xianger and said, "Miss Zhao, please go back to her room and have a rest. I'll take care of you later and recuperate for you."

Zhao xianger said coldly, "no need."

Finish saying her lips tightly close close close, see also didn't see rather long one eye, turn round to leave directly.

Lu Jia sighed, looked at the boy in the white dress with a guilty look, and asked, "what's the matter?"

Ning long thought for a while and said: "master misunderstood. In fact, we didn't do anything just now. At that time, in order to celebrate the killing of Mrs. Bai, we clapped high five in! This dress is also... "

Lu Jia closed her eyes and didn't want to hear his poor explanation. She directly reached out and pushed the door open. She didn't have a good way: "come here."

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling follow in. Ning Xiaoling pulls his elder martial brother's sleeve and glares at him angrily. He lowers his voice and says, "don't make master angry again!"

After entering the house, Lu's face softened a lot, maybe closed for a while

Six months later, Lu Jiajia looks thinner, and the long waiting time outside the city adds a lot of tiredness to her beautiful face, like the orchids in the valley outside the world stained with the dust of fireworks.

Looking at them, Lu's heart fell to the ground with a look of rare peace of mind.

She looked at the three legged golden crow in Ning Xiaoling's arms and asked, "this is..."

Ning Xiaoling realized that she was still holding the bird. She said, "this is my elder martial brother's bird!"

With that, she threw the bird, and the bird flew back to Ning Long's shoulder with wings.

"..." Ning long stroked the thin golden wings of gold and black, and said: "this is my spirit."

Lu Jia was surprised and said, "congenital spirit?"

Ning long nodded and said, "I'm in the dark."

Lu Jiajia is not concerned about this. She looks at the bird and thinks that it is vivid, while the spirit of heaven should only have skin bags. What she shows is also the manipulation of human consciousness and the influence of human potential brutality. It should not be so lifelike.

Ning Changjiu saw the question in her heart. He shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of existence it is."

Lu Jiajia stares at the golden crow and asks: "the congenital spirit is congenital and incomplete. It needs to be mended by practice. Where is it... Incomplete?"

Looking at it, Lu Jiajia felt that it was almost the same as the three legged gold and black in the myth.

Ning long looked at the bird on his shoulder, recalled its appearance in the previous life, considered it for a while, and said, "maybe this bird is not big enough?"

Lu Jia's long eyes of autumn water coagulated slightly, with a faint and fleeting chill. She gave a gentle hum. Although she had a lot of confusion in her heart, she didn't seem to want to continue this topic.

"What happened to this city this month?" she asked

Ning Changjiu tells her about what happened in this month, while Ning Xiaoling interrupts to add some details, such as the scene when Ning Changjiu was beaten. So Lu Jiajia's nervous look occasionally flashes a smile or two. After listening to his story of fighting with Mrs. Bai, Lu Jiajia sighs.

"Such dangers again?" Lu said.

Ning Changchang said: "if Madame Bai builds a successful Kingdom, she can be among the five realms at once. If she builds ten complete halls like her original idea, then she may even reach the three parallel realms in the legend, pointing to the rising."

Lu Jiajia also felt that everything was somewhat untrue. She asked, "do you think that lady Bai's body is one of the broken corpses of a certain God?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "it was true in the picture of mythological logic at that time. It was just that her first mythological logic was wrong, which led to her failure when the kingdom of God was about to become."

After thinking for a while, Lu said, "the Bone Demon crawling out of the southern wasteland?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "master, do you know something?"

Lu Jiajia recalled: "I've heard some of them from the master before, and there are some records in zongmen's Classics, but I don't know much about them. I've only heard that there is an abyss in the middle of Nanhuang, which is called the place of burying bones. There are endless black waterfalls on the edge of the abyss. It's said that if people jump into the abyss, they will fall all the time, And eventually they'll come back to the shore... No one knows what's inside. "

Ning Changchang knew little about the wild land in Nanzhou, and said, "is Mrs. Bai climbing out of the abyss?"

Lu said: "if the record is true, the walls of the abyss should be extremely difficult for pedestrians. How can she climb out?"

Ning Changchang didn't know. He felt a chill on his back and said, "only a part of the corpse turned into a monster, so powerful, so what kind of existence should that divine bone be before he died?"

Lu Jia said: "the Lord of the Twelve Kingdoms is immortal. The status of the God bone master should be second only to the Lord of the kingdom of God."

Ning long recalled the records in the ancient books. It is said that in the kingdom of God, besides the Lord, there are also deities. The two strongest deities are called envoys and heavenly kings. Because the Lord of the kingdom of God can't leave his own kingdom, they have to rely on these deities or their own projection to influence the world, According to legend, they are all the legendary three realms near the top of the world.

But if they are really some god officials of the kingdom of God, their power is so powerful, who can kill them except the Lord of the kingdom of God?

Five hundred years ago, the gods fell. What happened?

Ning Chang breathed for a long time, thinking that these things are not what he can deal with now. Although his purple mansion, Qi sea and spiritual pulse have recovered, the cultivation of realm is still a long process. Even in the last life, he has been practicing Taoism for 24 years.

Ning Changchang asked, "which one is going to guard the world this year?"

Lu said: "now is the year of empty hunting, and soon it will be the month of God abandonment. When the month of God abandonment is over, the next year of sin begins."

Ning Xiaoling was listening, frightened and curious. She couldn't help asking, "what are Kongshi and sin Jun?"

These are the knowledge that can only be obtained from the books in the inner peak and high Pavilion by practicing Taoism. This knowledge itself is not a secret, but because it involves the most powerful existence in the world, many practitioners are afraid of some hidden taboos and seldom talk about it.

Now when Ning Xiaoling asked questions, Lu Jiacai explained: "these are the honorary names of the two lords of the kingdom of God. It is said that according to a fixed order, one of the twelve Lords will guard the world every year, and each of them will have a cycle. It is said that there will be a gap of one month between them. In that month, the number of ghosts and evil spirits in the whole world will double, So it's called the month of abandonment, and that month, all the sects will put down their fight and settle down to subdue demons and demons in the world. "

Ning Xiaoling had heard something about the month of abandonment before, but now she really understood it and said, "why is there a gap in this month?"

Lu Jia shook her head and said, "this is one of the established laws of heaven and earth. I don't know the specific reason. For example, this year's God abandoning month is April, next year is may, and the next year is June."

Ning long thought of the past has been ignored things, said: "that is to say, the Twelve Gods to defend the world, in fact, it takes 13 years?"

Lu Jia nodded and said, "it's true."

Ning long flashed a light in his mind. He vaguely felt that he had touched something, but he couldn't think of the specific direction.

Ning Xiaoling said with a smile: "maybe the month when the immortals are not here is the test for us to practice Taoism."

Lu Jiajia also laughed: "in this year's month of abandonment, Xiaoling must perform well and kill her every year

Those who have the most evil spirits can be rewarded by the four peaks. "

Ning Xiaoling thought of the time when the mountain ghosts attacked the city and nodded: "it is the duty of the people who practice Taoism to subdue demons and remove demons."

Lu Jia smiles happily.

Ning Changchang asked: "how about the closure of this month, master?"

Lu's smile was a little restrained, and he did not hide: "the state of Tao is more advanced, but the cultivation is insufficient."

Ning long looked at the shoulder of the only gold, not sure: "I may have a way."

Ning Xiaoling also suddenly remembered that her injury had been cured by this beautiful golden bird. At that time, she only felt that something warm wrapped her, just like watching a big sunset on a wasteland.

She even said: "maybe the elder martial brother's bird can help the married master heal his wounds!"

After that, she looked at them excitedly, only to find that for some reason, the elder martial brother and the Master seemed to have some strange faces.

Ning long took the lead to smile, broke the embarrassment, said: "younger martial sister, let you know, this golden bird is called sanzujinwu."

"Jinwu..." Ning Xiaoling thought: "I've heard of Jinwu cangjiao... Eh, cangjiao... Why is elder martial brother's xiantianling so strange?"

“……”

Lu Jiajia is most aware of her physical condition. On that day, the red tailed old gentleman's blow on the back was too deep, and the two orifices of yunqi and Baifu were almost destroyed. If it wasn't for her special physique of sword spirit, other ordinary practitioners would not only lose their path of cultivation, but also die.

Because she was too clear about the state of her body, she became more and more desperate. She roughly calculated that it would be at least three years and five years later to recover slowly with the current speed, which should be affordable for the monks, but if the succession ceremony of the patriarch was carried out ahead of time

She didn't look forward to Ning Changchang's words. She sighed, "go and see Miss Zhao first. She seems very angry." Ning long pursed her lips and nodded: "OK." When the knock on the door sounded, Zhao xianger was sitting on the couch meditating and healing. The old red umbrella beside her is now in tatters. Almost half of the surface of the umbrella has been burned by the red lotus prison fire. If it's raining, it will leak water. And her physical condition is also a little bad. This is her second exhaustion, which is much more serious than that one month ago. When she raised her umbrella to fight against Mrs. Bai's sword, she just felt like the whole city was pressed on her body, and all her bones were stretched to the limit in a moment. As long as Mrs. Bai worked harder, she would die under the sword. And she has paid so much, Nanning has insulted himself like this for a long time... Although he beat him to pieces every day, but also for the overall situation, how can he be so careful? At that time, he was honest when he was beaten. Now that he is married, how can the spirit of heaven become like this? She fumbled for her slightly itchy lips, thinking about the strange dream she had just had, and then she thought about the scene under jiuyu. How could Nanning Changjiu be such a rogue? How dare she... She scolded in her heart, and the burning pain of her body was even worse. She took a deep breath and didn't think about it. Then she lowered her head and found that this white man's dress was also ningchangjiu. Looking at the clothes, she felt even more chest tightness. She reached behind her head, gathered up the dark clouds of ink hair, and then began to untie her clothes, intending to change into a new one. There was a knock at the door. Zhao xianger was holding her skirt in her hand. She did not lift her head and said, "get out of here!" Ning Changjiu said, "I have something to do with your highness." Zhao xianger asked, "what's the matter?" Ning long thought for a while, probing a way: "change clothes?" Zhao xianger couldn't bear it. Her spirit recovered a little. Her figure moved suddenly. The door of the house opened in a flash. Ning long felt that the strong wind was coming, and then she punched her face. This time, he didn't even have a punch, so he was pressed on the ground by Zhao xianger. She directly sat on his body with her legs diverged, and swung her fist at the bottom of him. Ning Changjiu knew that she wanted to vent her anger, so she only resisted symbolically, just to prevent Lu Jiajia and Ning Xiaoling from hearing him. He tried his best not to make a sound and beg for mercy. Finally, when he got up from the ground, Zhao xianger rubbed his fist, which was also dripping with sweat. But her anger seemed to have not gone away, and she said: "I'll go back and change it, Who's going to wear the clothes you're wearing? " With that, she slammed the door again and left Ning Changjiu outside. Rather long helpless, he wiped his own trauma with Lingli Xiao, and failed. He went into the study. After a while, Ning Xiaoling crept in and asked, "how's elder martial brother?" Ning Changchang sighed: "would you like to help my elder martial brother say something nice?" Ning Xiaoling curled her lips and said, "sister Xiang'er is so fierce now, I dare not go." Rather than speak for a long time, he took the pen and ink, spread a piece of paper, and began to write. Ning Xiaoling continued: "how did elder martial brother make sister Xiang'er angry? What are you doing under jiuyu? Well, I've heard that I'm very happy. Why does sister Xiang'er react so strongly? Is it your problem, elder martial brother Ning Changjiu lamented: "younger martial sister, have you been robbed by some monster? How can you hurt people so much?" Ning Xiaoling said, "sister Xiang'er is your fiancee. It's me... Elder martial brother and mother, of course I'm worried for you." Ning long considered to finish a paragraph, gently dried it and folded it. He said, "what's your hurry, you yellow haired girl? Listen to your master's words and practice in peace of mind." Ning Xiaoling listened to this cliche, but she couldn't get up to it at all. She asked, "what are you writing, elder martial brother?" Ning Changjiu said calmly: "that Zhao xianger deceives others too much. I'm going to give her a letter of war. I'm going to invite her to fight. I'll be ashamed before the snow." Late at night, Zhao xianger, who is sitting and breathing, is disturbed by the knock on the door. Her thin eyebrow erect, originally her anger has already dissipated most, now see he still dare to visit late at night, must be not good hearted, angry way: "come to seek death again?" This time, the other party seemed to know the current affairs very well, only a note came from the crack of the door. Zhao xianger went to the door and leaned over to pick it up. She wanted to burn it directly, but after thinking about it for a while, she opened it and had a look. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she read out the words on the paper gently: "letter of apology?"... "（ I can't comment on it today. There's only one watch