Beyond the Divine States

Outside the high wooden house in liantian Town, a wolf with white mane stands. It has black fur and is tall. It has two pointed ears. In its hand, it holds a huge mallet, which is full of wolf teeth like nails.

"I'm wang Tiansha Wuqi, the master of Shuangsha cave in Langya Mountain. Before, Disha came to worship the villa. You've done too much damage to the face of Langya Mountain. Today, I'm going to ask for justice!" The wolf demon, who has become Wuqi, waves the mace in his hand.

The monster's worship village aroused waves in Ning Xiaoling's dead heart. She was very excited. After hearing the news, she ran to the direction outside the town to see the monster.

Then, she found that everyone didn't seem to be very interested in the big demon Baizhuang, who claimed to be famous.

The craftsmen never stopped their work, and the farmers also focused on farming in the fields. Their backs were not straight. Only the other monsters were concerned about the Wuqi wolf and discussed its origin. At last, they all laughed.

After Ning Xiaoling looked around, she felt too excited.

"Elder martial brother, why don't they have the sense of urgency of the enemy?" Ning Xiaoling couldn't understand.

Ning Changjiu said, "maybe I'm used to it."

Ning Xiaoling and Ning Changchang were the first to arrive outside the village.

In the weedy field, on a lonely stone, Wuqi stood up with a stick and was calm. When he saw the brothers and sisters, he said coldly, "just you?"

When Wuqi's eyes were disappointed.

"You yellow haired girl, do you want to learn the martial arts of Langya Mountain?" Wuqi waved his gavel, as if to drive them away.

Ning Xiaoling's eyes were also disappointed. She sighed, thinking that the monster Baizhuang was really thundering and the rain was smaller. She didn't even bother to draw her sword, so she rolled up her sleeve to fight against the wolf.

After three rounds, Ning Xiaoling cut his mace into two pieces with a hand knife. Wu Qi looked at the broken stick, gaped and screamed, "you are cruel." then he turned and ran away.

Ning Xiaoling is too lazy to pursue.

She couldn't understand why such a weak monster should have such a famous name to make people happy.

This kind of worship lasted for several days.

It's Ning Xiaoling who has been fighting for the past few days. More and more disappointed, but the townspeople here are very interested in the immortal master's hand, and more people are watching. After driving away the seventh monster, Ning Xiaoling finally can't bear it and decides not to bully the little animals any more.

Later, after asking Qiusheng, they found out that there was a lotus seed festival in liantian town. At that time, a lot of smart lotus seeds would grow in the lotus pond. The people of liantian town would also invite many monsters from the powerful side to come to the lotus seed Festival. So before summer, monsters would often come to visit the village just to prove their strength, and then they would be qualified to be invited to the lotus seed Festival.

Ning Xiaoling knew that all the real monsters around had been bribed by Lianzi... She couldn't lift her strength any more.

"Before the end of the month, I will never step out of liantian town!" Ning Xiaoling vowed.

Ning Changjiu has no choice but to smile. He has heard too many complaints from his younger martial sister these days.

Ning Xiaoling also gave up struggling and said: "I'd better practice hard for the remaining half a month. Elder martial brother, what powerful magic do you have to teach me? Last time, the array that can move a long distance all at once, I want to learn that..."

"That can't be learned overnight." Ning long said.

"How long has elder martial brother studied?"

"I didn't learn, I learned by myself."

"Ning Xiaoling said:" elder martial brother bullies people again

In the days after that, there were no more waves. Although there were still monsters coming to worship the village, Ning Xiaoling had already sealed his sword and couldn't get out of the mountain. I didn't know who was going to fight. In a word, those monsters who worshipped the village didn't get any benefits.

Ning Xiaoling eats fish, teases cats, practices swords and walks around the town every day. Ning Changjiu is led by her younger martial sister to do these things together, and occasionally teaches her some ingenious ways.

The chilly cold of spring gradually dissipated, and the light wandered in every part of liantian town. The warmth was mixed with a little dry heat.

After she calmed down, Ning Xiaoling's heart was really quiet. Her leisurely life was so comfortable. When the warm sunshine fell on her white skirt, she suddenly felt like a little tree growing and developing in the light and rain, as if she would soon become a beautiful fairy like master.

Ning Changchang also likes this kind of comfort, which makes him return to the Taoist temple in his previous life. Every day, he only focuses on his practice, that is, sitting on the cliff and looking at the sunset, or visiting the simple people in Dahe Town.

Now, when he is alone in the house, he often looks at the paintings in the house, feels the slightly familiar strokes on the paintings, and thinks about their origins and hidden stories. In the end, his vision always comes to the layout of the town in the middle.

Ning has always believed that when things go wrong, there will be demons. According to the old man's pen power, he should not draw such a mediocre work of poetry and painting.

And it's still in the middle.

Ning long did not see anything famous, but for more than 20 days, the old man lived alone in the small building. Qiu Sheng had been delivering food, but he never came to see the two guests.

Qiusheng also serves the two immortals very well. Xiaolian is also very clever. She often goes to the vast lotus pond to set sail. Now the lotus leaves are in the sky. In the endless blue, the swaying lotus wind is like a girl's skirt.

What makes Ning Xiaoling happy is that her realm is really solid after ten days of quiet practice, but she is stepping on the ladder, and her foundation is not firm, so no matter how hard she practices, she is still far away from the beginning of her long life.

Ning long calmly watched the time passing day by day, thinking about Lu's letter of war and the Four Swords half a month later, he was worried and always felt that it was not peaceful.

As the month of no God is about to pass and the kingdom of sin king is about to open, it is the day before leaving the town. All the previous calmness seems to be waiting for the waves after a strong wind. Before the great change comes, Ning Changjiu, who lives in liantian Town, is still pulled by Ning Xiaoling to say goodbye to those little monsters one by one.

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Ning long accompanied Ning Xiaoling through several alleys, and finally met the patrolling rabbit essence. Ning Xiaoling stopped the rabbit essence and said goodbye to it seriously. The rabbit essence was still wearing the tile armor, and its back was like a sword carrying three carrots.

Knowing that Ning Xiaoling is going to leave, rabbit Jing hesitates for a while, takes down a carrot and hands it to Ning Xiaoling like a sword to a hero. Ning Xiaoling takes the carrot seriously.

On the rooftops on both sides of the street, lizards and toads were still fighting, and a green headed duck came across the street to them with a slight fat body, and said goodbye to them.

Ning Xiaoling leaned down and touched its smooth feathers.

When she saw the duck for the first time, she saw it chased by a fish in the lotus pond. Ning Xiaoling was kind enough to help it out, but she didn't think it would be a month in a twinkling

Yes.

"Elder martial brother, when can we introduce some monsters to the mountain gate?" Ning Xiaoling thought suddenly.

Ning long a word to dispel her fantasy: "you think your elder martial brothers and sisters food is not good?"

Ning Xiaoling sighed, saying goodbye to the monsters and walking towards the place where she lived.

Qiusheng caught a big bass today and cooked a thick pot of soup. The black cat has been sitting upright and staring at the steaming heat. I don't know how much endurance it took to resist the temptation of fish.

Ning Xiaoling sat next to the black cat and habitually took the cat into her arms and rubbed it. Then she picked up the most delicious meat on her stomach and sent it to the black cat's mouth. The black cat cried with satisfaction, but it sounded like a baby's cry.

By the time they finished their meal, the sky was covered with rosy clouds.

The whole town is like a delicate painting. The light is bright and dark from far to near, the red of clouds in the distance, the green of flowing clouds in the near, the swaying blue, and the dark silver of lotus pond wave light. All the colors are just right, and it is peaceful and silent.

After eating, Xiaolian suddenly ran to the small wooden building, and then quickly ran out.

Ning Xiaoling, who is still chatting with Qiusheng, says that he wants to see the strong snake again. His clothes are pulled behind him.

Ning Xiaoling looks back and looks at Xiaolian's wide open eyes. The little girl opens her mouth and babbles about something. Ning Xiaoling knows a little about it.

Ning long on one side suddenly opened his eyes.

After listening to his sister's words, Qiusheng frowned, looked at the two immortal masters uncertainly, and said, "grandfather... Well, grandfather invited you in."

"I haven't seen you for a month. What are you doing at this time?" Ning long asked.

Xiaolian pinched and twisted her fingers, drew horizontally and vertically, and then drew the outline of her body.

This time Ning understood for a long time: "old man is going to draw a picture for me?"

Seeing that he understood his words, Xiaolian jumped up excitedly, pointed to the yard and motioned them to go in.

Ning long smile, said: "since the host invited, there is no reason not to go."

Ning Xiaoling subconsciously took a look at the lifelike black cat hanging on the wall. She knew that the old man's painting skill was not simple. If she could get two paintings, she could show off when she got back to the peak.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling walk towards the small wooden building.

In the twilight, the old building is like a symbol of loneliness.

Today, the door bolt is not on, push open the door, the smell of ink will come.

Ning Xiaoling was surprised to look around the ink filled bamboo building. There were many paintings hanging on the wall. It was hard to trace the age of those paintings, and the edges of the paper were covered with light yellow. Those paintings with different styles, exquisite and elegant, or majestic, caught Ning Xiaoling's eye in a variety of ways.

So Ning Xiaoling didn't pay attention to the look of her elder martial brother.

Ning Chang's breath was a little sluggish when he came into the room.

He thought of something in the past. His three-month painting career suddenly came to his mind. The pattern of the building in front of him was so familiar that even some paintings on the wall overlapped with some pictures in his memory.

It should be just a coincidence

Ning long thought so, and then at the corner saw the old man standing in front of the table with his arms tumbling up and down. The old man was not too old. He was wearing a blue and yellow robe. Perhaps because of his long-term ambush, his back was slightly bent.

Ning Xiaoling went out to the old man and wondered what he was drawing.

Ning Changjiu suddenly took her hand and stopped.

The younger martial sister felt pain in her arm and turned her head in doubt. Then she was stunned. He seldom saw the elder martial brother's expression like this.

Ning Chang's eyes were fixed on the old man in front of him without blinking. His face was too calm and terrible, as if the air in the room had solidified with his eyes.

"Well... Cough..." the old man raised his pen and covered his mouth with his other hand. His body shook with the cough, and the air began to flow again with his cough.

The old man turned slowly.

Coincidence became reality.

"Mr. Zhang." Ning long unable to suppress the impulse in the heart, called out his surname.

He knew the old man in front of him. This was Mr. Zhang, who had studied painting for three months in Dahe Town!

Only then did he think of the brush strokes of those paintings. Mr. Zhang of Dahe Town was a master who was hidden in the dark. The traces of monks could be seen clearly between his brushes. However, all the paintings of the old man in front of him were made by ordinary people, so Ning long felt familiar with them, but never connected them.

Today, before nightfall, when the old man met them for the first time, Ning long heard the beating of his heart.

Dahe Town and Buyou belong to the same hermit mountain. If the memory of his past life is correct, he was sent to Mr. Zhang to study painting when he was eight years old. Now Mr. Zhang should have been in Dahe Town for a long time. Could it be that time goes against the current and many things have changed

Then he immediately thought of the most important thing.

The old painter may know the way to Dahe Town!

In a very short period of time, Ning Xiaoling just raised his head and blinked twice, and countless thoughts floated in Ning Long's heart.

"Do you know me?" Mr. Zhang looked at him with strange eyes and asked faintly.

Ning Changjiu shook his head: "I don't know. I just heard Qiu Sheng talk about it."

no Elder martial brother must know each other!

Ning Xiaoling's body suddenly has goose bumps. She can clearly feel the elder martial brother's mind. At that moment, the elder martial brother's spirit fluctuates too much. It's a deep panic, and her mind is swaying. It's an emotion that can't be hidden.

But how could elder martial brother know him? Why such a complex mood?

The smile on Ning Xiaoling's face gradually faded. When she looked at the old man again, her eyes were full of vigilance.

Mr. Zhang didn't doubt it. He half turned around and brushed his fingers over the roll of paper. His voice was neither light nor heavy. He said: "the two paintings have been painted almost, but the look of the eyes is not the essence, so I want to have a closer look at you."

Ning long hesitated for a moment, and took Ning Xiaoling to walk quietly.

Ning Xiaoling looked up at the table and looked stunned again.

She did not know when the old Mr. Zhang started to write, but now in front of them are two almost finished paintings, which are young white clothes, young girl white skirts, realistic eyebrows and eyes, and exquisite.

Then, Ning Xiaoling thought of a very terrible thing - can they be painted so carefully, the old man has been secretly observing them in the dark on weekdays?

Ning Xiaoling thought of those dark corners in her life, imagining that there was always a pair of eyes hidden there, and the cool wind was blowing in her heart.

Ning long know Mr. Zhang's ability, he is not so surprised, seriously look at this picture

Painting.

Apart from the rigid eyes of the whole painting, there is no place to be picky.

"Good painting." I'd like to praise it for a long time.

Mr. Zhang didn't think so. He said, "I've been painting all my life, and I don't know any other skills. I envy you. I entered the road of cultivation when I was young."

Ning Changchang asked, "can't you practice

Mr. Zhang took a look at him and said with a smile, "no one who cultivates immortals can be a painter."

This sentence sounds very convincing. Ning long nodded on the surface, but he didn't believe it at all. He knew that Mr. Zhang was a very powerful practitioner. He was a master eight years ago, but now he is.

"Mr. old, this painting is quite immortal. Have you ever visited an immortal?" Ning long asked.

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said, "I'm not interested."

Rather long way: "Sir, this dress looks like Dao Yi?"

Mr. Zhang did not lift his head, put the pen into the jar and stirred it. He replied casually, "it's true that he's been mending it for two years."

Ning Changjiu continued to ask, "what Taoist temple did you go to?"

Mr. Zhang asked, "why do you want to be a Taoist when you are not a good immortal?"

Ning Changchang replied with a smile: "my younger martial sister and I were Taoists before we joined Jianzong. Now I miss my husband's Daoist clothes."

Mr. Zhang replied: "there is no Taoist temple nearby. I used to..."

He moistened his pen with new ink.

Ning long wanted to wait for him to continue to say, but Mr. Zhang seriously put down his pen and pointed to his eyes.

"Don't you mean to have a good look at our eyes?" Ning Xiaoling interrupted.

"I've seen it," Mr. Zhang replied as he moved his pen

From beginning to end, he only looked twice.

Ning long waited until he finished two paintings, but he could not ask the origin of the Taoist temple.

It's getting dark.

Ning Changchang's thinking is too focused. Then he suddenly raises his head and sees Qiu Sheng pacing nervously outside. It seems that there is something urgent waiting for him.

Mr. Zhang finished the painting. He looked at it from the beginning to the end and nodded with satisfaction: "before leaving tomorrow, I will send you this painting."

Ning long did not answer.

Ning Xiaoling can feel the elder martial brother's worry. She doesn't know what the elder martial brother is worried about. She just thanks her grandfather for sending the painting out of politeness.

When Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling came out of the house, the moon was already in the sky. The moon was like water, but it looked like a lonely lamp in the eaves.

Qiusheng waited anxiously outside the door for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Ning long asked.

Qiusheng said nervously, "is nothing wrong? Grandfather Zhang didn't embarrass you, did he? "

Ning Xiaoling was very puzzled and thought that Mr. Zhang was very kind... Is there something that she missed?

Ning long replied, "No."

Qiu Sheng was slightly relieved and said in a low voice, "two immortal masters, follow me!"

"What's the matter?" Ning Changchang asked.

Qiusheng doesn't speak. He just rushes into the hall and tells Xiaolian a few words. Then he solemnly says to Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling: "immortal master... In fact, I have something to hide from you all the time. I thought it would never happen, but it's a coincidence... Well... I'll take you to see the biggest secret of the town!"

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The biggest secret of the town.

This sentence has a strange magic when it is said. The whole world seems to have changed something inadvertently.

Ning long walked out of the house and looked back. I don't know if it was his illusion that the bright moon in the sky seemed to be a little lighter, but he was robbed of the light by the solitary lamp hanging on the wall.

The shadow of the lamp is like water.

Qiusheng took them through the town and came to Liantang in the back.

The lotus pond is full of mist. The moonlight is just like white gauze through the mist.

The three went on the lotus boat together.

"Immortal master, please move forward." Qiu Sheng said.

Ning long tapping the side of the boat, lotus boat toward the distance.

Through the middle of the lotus pond, the huge and terrifying shadow reappeared under the water. The shadow only protruded a dark blue head under the water. The snake head was always looking forward calmly with its body swaying.

It goes with the lotus boat.

The lotus leaves are sparse and dense, and the fog is getting deeper. If there is no spirit to protect the boat, they will be covered with dew now.

The lotus boat is drifting away. Ning Xiaoling nervously looks at the depth of the cold fog for fear of seeing some terrible monster. She suddenly finds that the shadow of the boa constrictor beside the lotus boat is gone.

Ning Changchang knew that it disappeared when the second white fog was blowing. It should have dived into the bottom of the water. Maybe even it didn't dare to get close to the front area.

Qiusheng was very nervous all the time and didn't say anything.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling did not ask questions, and the atmosphere was kept in a strange quiet.

Ning can feel for a long time that the area in the white fog has strange fluctuations.

Ning Xiaoling muttered in her heart that although the lotus pond was very big, in the past, you could still see the opposite bank from afar. Today, why did the lotus boat go through such a long time without leaving the fog?

"Elder martial brother, are you really walking in a straight line?" Ning Xiaoling asked uneasily.

Ning long tapping the side of the finger did not change, he nodded, silently looking at the fog, the pupil of the golden light.

He saw far away.

It's still just a fog.

Lotus boat don't know how long, long to Ning Xiaoling has been nervous heart is not too nervous, and her eyes, finally appeared light.

Ning Xiaoling looks happy. Ning long look is more heavy. Lotus boat break open fog, that countless heavy white yarn finally left behind, rather long knock on the side of the action stopped. Looking at the front, Ning Xiaoling exclaimed: "how can this happen?" In front of the shore where they stopped, there stood a memorial archway with three words "liantian town" clearly written on it. And the familiar town is so dense in the mysterious moonlight. Qiusheng pursed his dry lips. His voice was nervous and he felt guilty. He looked ahead and said, "although there are immortal masters coming every year in the town, we don't have that kind of ghost festival. This is our ghost festival. It's just that the time of its coming is uncertain. Sometimes it happens once a few months, and some don't even happen in a few years, The last time was three or four years ago, and I can't remember clearly. In short, um... We bumped into each other by accident. " In the small town, the sound of bangs came out again（ Thanks to the leader of the alliance, Ji Chanxi, for the many vertical and horizontal coins he rewarded again!! Thank you for your support and encouragement ~)