Beyond the Divine States

Lu Jiajia's Royal sword has passed through the wilderness. Her speed is too fast. The wind is like thunder. The corners of her clothes vibrate at high speed in the wind. She is like a sword, and the air bursts where she passes.

Lu's long hair dances wildly without a crown. She looks down and passes through the wilderness. The fields and villages flash by in her vision, and the barren forests and thorns can't stop her.

Baihong chiseled the ground. A moment later, the flying sword slowly fell to her side.

The sword is hanging on one side, turning gently, and its tip is as cold as a star.

The dancing ink hair gradually calms down. In front of me is the memorial archway of liantian town.

Behind the archway, there is a solid red clay wall. Under the wall, there are many animal bones. Most of those animal bones haven't died long, and their bodies haven't completely rotted. In the sternum, there are many black and red birds pecking at their leftover meat.

Lu's eyebrows suddenly tightened, and she felt that something was wrong. Her sword flew under her feet, and the long sword raised her body. Lu's eyes crossed the earth wall and looked into the small town.

In the small town, the earth buildings and wooden buildings are adjacent to each other. In the distance, there is thick smoke, which seems to be burning something.

When Lu Jiajia's sword entered the town, a flying arrow came from behind the wall. The arrow was shattered before it came near her. Lu Jiajia turned her head and looked at the man in the watchtower with a black face and his fingers clasping the arrow strings.

"Immortal... Immortal master?" The man was shocked when he saw the beautiful woman who was independent of the imperial sword. He quickly put down his arrow and exclaimed: "immortal master... Immortal master, are you here to help us?"

Lu married the imperial sword to him and asked, "the moon has passed. Why are monsters still running rampant here?"

That person leng for a long time, a way: "isn't it all the year round?"

Lu Jia frowned slightly and said, "what about the two disciples who came to your town before? A boy and a girl. "

The man wiped his dark face and dared not look at the woman in front of him. He just wondered, "where... Where are the young girls?"

"Well?" Lu Qijia was also puzzled: "isn't this liantian town?"

That person leng for a long time, way: "Lotus farmland town? This is Gushan town. Liantian town is further north. "

Lu Jiajia just wanted to say why liantian town was written on your memorial archway, but her words came to her lips again. She guessed some reasons, gave thanks and went north.

Along the way, Lu married dozens of villages and towns, and the memorial archways of each village and town were exactly the same, which read: "liantian town".

But the townspeople all said that this is not liantian Town, and the memorial archway must have been usurped by a demon.

After hitting the wall dozens of times in a row, even Lu's wife was a little dizzy.

She didn't go down the mountain many times. Before she left, she just glanced at the map and understood the general location. However, after being deliberately confused one after another, she couldn't distinguish the location.

She calmed the heart of the sword and recalled the direction of liantian.

She originally wanted to ask the villagers about the location of liantian Town, but everyone's opinions were different. Only the general direction was the same, north.

She was afraid that even an ordinary villager would be put in by the person behind the scenes in order to stop her own steps.

She flew to the north with her sword.

But Nanzhou is so big that to find a small town in the mountains is like looking for a needle in the sea?

She originally thought that there would be other three peaks in the imperial sword Tianzong, and the Dharma protection array of Tianzong. It would not be a big deal. But now she found out that the plot behind it had been planned for a long time, and her ability to kill nine umbrellas in an instant was a part of their plan that they did not expect. If she came back to the sect immediately, maybe she would save the sect a disaster.

But she didn't choose that.

There was a trace of guilt in her heart.

Lu married to the sword, to stabilize the heart of Tao. She knew that no matter what choice she made, she would regret it many years later.

She didn't think much any more and went to the northern imperial sword with her own heart.

As the sun rises higher and higher, the world becomes brighter and brighter.

……

In liantian Town, there are guests.

Now that spring is deep and the weather is getting warmer, the guest is still wearing a dark purple cloak. His face is covered by a hood. Only two strands of white hair leak out from under the hood.

After he came to liantian Town, he collected a small picture.

He walked down the long street, and no one in the street noticed him.

The door of Mr. Zhang's house was opened, and the man in xuanzi's cloak went in.

The black cat sitting on the bench seemed to feel something. Looking in his direction, nothing was reflected in the big cat's eyes.

The man stood in the hall, staring at the picture in the middle for a while, then walked straight through the yard into the old wooden building.

"Coming?" Zhang Qiyu closed his eyes and spoke slowly.

After walking into the room, the man slowly showed his figure, and the translucent shadow appeared on the ground.

"Twelve autumn." The man who came to xuanzi's cloak directly reported to his family. He was also one of the four masters of Zitian Taoist sect.

Among the Zitian Taoist sects, one to nine are the surnames of ordinary disciples, and there is no distinction between them. Ten is the surname of the sect leader, and eleven to fourteen are the surnames of the Fourth Avenue leader. The realm of each Taoist leader is unfathomable.

"Ten nothing is OK?" Zhang Qiyu asked.

Shiwu is the name of Zitian Taoist sect leader. The last time Zhang Qiyu met with him was 30 years ago.

Twelve autumn faint smile, he did not sit down, quietly standing on the side, like a living ghost.

"The master is very good." Twelve autumn words with a shallow smile, he did not disclose other information, just said: "spent nearly 60 years, nine baby's divine bone has been fished out from the fierce water, only one song is missing."

Zhang said about the secret of a thousand years ago: "many monsters of that era were beheaded. Even the God bone in the Nanhuang Grottoes was also a headless God."

"Headless God?" Although he thought it was incredible, he knew that the old man was a living history book.

Zhang Jieyu nodded and said, "the ancient gods who were killed by a great God were all headless bones."

Twelve autumn know, in front of this old man deliberately talked about it, perhaps also want to tempt plot what.

He calmed down and didn't continue to ask. It's said that the abyss in the middle of the southern wasteland made the early strong men of Yujian Tianzong crazy. Even the five roads may not be immune from the terrible pollution. It's not the purple heaven road gate that can covet.

Twelve autumn smile, talk about the business: "nine baby God bone has become, only one.". Thirty years ago, the sect leader had an appointment with his husband. Today is the time to make it. "

"It's sad to see my old friend become a puppet," sighed Zhang

Twelve autumn said with a smile: "thousands of years ago, there have been countless friends. It's really sad to be alone now, but from now on, Zitian daomen is willing to be your friends."

"We're just trading," he said

Twelve autumn smile more.

Thinking of this, he saluted Zhang Qiyu and asked, "the Lord of the kingdom of God lives high in the sky and guards the world. If jiuying is born again, will it attract the peep of heaven?"

The practitioners of this level all know that in history, the backbone of the kingdom of God was in front of the human world, and the killing of demons was not rare.

Zhang Qiyu only said: "jiuying is not a demon... If it's another 11 years, I may be worried, but you can rest assured that Lord sin Jun may also be happy to see the rebirth of this old man."

Twelve autumn hear sin Jun two words, heart awe inspiring.

No matter what storm the purple heaven Taoist gate raises in the human world, the Lord of the kingdom of God can easily let them go. Therefore, no matter what they do, they should not touch the bottom line of the law of heaven and earth.

Zhang Jieyu's words reassured him a lot. In December, he raised his head and said with a sincere smile, "please go to the purple heaven gate."

Zhang didn't get up immediately and asked, "it's said that today's imperial edict to jiantianzong held a four sword summit?"

Twelve autumn way: "exactly, although daomen and Jianzong have had a festival since ancient times, we are all well-known and decent. Even if one side is strong, we will never oppress the other side. It's just that Jianzong dares to steal the holy things of daomen. That's one of the keys to jiuying's rebirth."

"Why? Is the sky soul lamp lost

Twelve autumn did not avoid, nodded his head and said: "well, I lost it a few months ago. Maybe someone in Jianzong noticed our trend and wanted to destroy it secretly. However, we have determined the whereabouts of tianhundeng. We can also take this opportunity to besiege jiantianzong and suppress their arrogance for six or ten years."

Zhang Qiyu said with a scornful smile: "it's just taking advantage of the fact that Hanchi is not here."

Twelve autumn way: "hear Sir and Han Chi real person some friendship?"

"I have a lot of friends with many people," Zhang said faintly

Seeing that he didn't get up, he said with a smile: "Sir, is there anything else?"

Zhang said, "there are two insects in liantian town hiding from me. Can you help me find them out?"

Twelve autumn gradually frowned. Mr. Zhang was the real master of liantian town. If he could not find it, why did he waste his efforts? What's more, he never thought that anything was bigger than the rebirth of jiuying.

"Since it's a bug, it doesn't matter." Twelve autumn said.

Zhang Qiyu thought about it and said, "yes, let's go to daomen first. That old friend is really missed."

……

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"Elder martial brother, when are we going to wait?" Ning Xiaoling looked at elder martial brother's tired and pretty face. I don't know how many times she asked.

At the moment, they are in a strange place, which is surrounded by green mountains and water, and the woodcutter sang Nong comes and goes, which is totally different from liantian town.

Ning Xiaoling still feels incredible when she recalls it.

Before they entered the room, the elder martial brother grinded, took up the pen, and added two insignificant villains to the painting on the bedroom wall. Then they walked into the painting.

Ning Changjiu explained to her that all Zhang qieyu's paintings are black and white or color, and all color paintings create things outside, while all black and white paintings create space inside.

Ning Xiaoling immediately thought that the layout of the town in the center was black-and-white ink, and the portraits she drew for them, even though they were white and black, had their skin and pupils carefully decorated with other colors.

"And the black cat?" Ning Xiaoling suddenly thought of the black cat hanging on the wall.

Ning Changchang said: "Qiusheng said that Xiaolian is two years younger than him. This year, Xiaolian is eight years old... Eight years ago, something big happened in liantian Town, which affected Xiaolian, who was just born, and nearly died. Zhang Qiyu is still human and does not want his granddaughter to die,

He drew a black cat, which is both a physical object and a container. It helps Xiaolian absorb her soul and stabilize her life. The only disadvantage is that the black cat lives with her,

So Xiaolian is eight years old now, but her real mind is only a four-year-old child, and so is the black cat, whose mind is similar to that of a four-year-old baby, so Xiaolian looks stupid as a person, while the black cat looks very smart as a cat. "

Ning long finished after adding a sentence, these are just his guesses.

But Ning Xiaoling believed it. She was stunned when she heard it. Recalling all the details, she felt that what elder martial brother said was true! Then she remembered the little cat's whimpering like a baby, and her back was chilly.

"Is there any way to help her?" Asked Ning Xiaoling.

Ning Changjiu shakes his head gently. He also wants to help the girl, but it's not hard to protect himself now.

He is trying to solve the problem, and Zhang qieyu is waiting for him to solve it.

This is a game without swords.

Ning Changjiu knew that even if he guessed the title of the poem accurately, maybe it was Tu Dao waiting for him at the exit.

He had to think of ways that Zhang could not think of.

Even in a small town, Zhang was not omniscient, otherwise he would not have been able to find them for an hour.

I'd rather wait quietly for a long time.

"Elder martial brother, have you thought of a way to solve the problem?" Ning Xiaoling asked anxiously.

Ning did not answer for a long time, but at the moment, suddenly a cat's cry sounded, and it seemed to come from another world in the distance.

Ning long lightly vomited breath, way: "go."

They dropped out of the picture.

In the clean and tidy room, the black cat looked at him cleverly.

Ning long stroked the black cat's soft hair and said thanks in a soft voice.

These days, when Ning Changjiu is meditating, black cats often jump into their rooms. Ning Changjiu then coaxes this simple "little girl" who is only four years old.

When the black cat started barking, Ning Changjiu knew that Zhang Jieyu had finally left.

Ning took a long look at the green bird on the table.

He and Ning Xiaoling left the room and went into the hall.

The autumn life, who has been cleaning up the house, is staring at the immortal masters: "where have you been before? My grandfather has been looking for you, but I'm worried."

Ning didn't answer for a long time. He focused on the painting in the middle.

Qiusheng just noticed that Ning Changjiu was holding a pen in his hand, and he had already absorbed enough ink on the front.

"You... Immortal master, what do you want to do?" Qiu Sheng was surprised.

Jinwu called out, pecked his shoulder and flew up. Ning long stood in the air, and the pen he picked up fell to the painting.

"Immortal master, what are you going to do? My grandfather said that only he can move these paintings. His strokes are unique in the world, and no one else can imitate them at all. " Qiusheng goes to move the ladder to stop it.

Ning Xiaoling pressed his shoulder and fixed him in the same place.

I'd rather think for a long time these days.

Zhang Qiyu knew that he was going to solve the problem, but he never thought that he had learned the painting with him for three months in his last life. The use of the brush in those paintings was extremely complicated, but because he had learned it, he knew something about it.

And Zhang Qiyu obviously didn't want anyone to learn his writing skills, so after three months of studying in his last life, he used his low talent as an excuse to drive Ning out for a long time.

In the eldest martial sister's cognition, there is no Taoist sword skill that can't be learned in three days. Ning spent three months to get started. Of course, she is not talented, so she didn't let him continue to learn it.

These are things that Zhang Qiyu could not have known.

He knows a little about one or two of his paintings. He can't make a complete painting to deceive the town, but if he does something disharmonious, it's enough.

This painting is called liantian town.

This poem has no title.

He won't guess the answer.

Since there is no title, he does it himself. Ning long picked up the pen and dropped it. Although he drew up the title by himself, the title must also conform to the meaning of the poem and take into account his painting skills. Ning long held his breath and began to write. Outside liantian Town, Zhang Qiyu's face was suddenly awe inspiring. He said angrily, "go back!" Twelve autumn frown don't understand, ask: "how?" "I saw those two worms," Zhang said Twelve autumn heart want to crush two insects should not waste too much time, he did not object, smile nodded: "willing to be Mr. sword." As soon as their voice fell, the space in liantian town seemed to ripple, and many people came out of the town“ This... Why am I here? What about the town? " A blacksmith, with a hammer in his hand, looked around“ I don't know. I just looked at the painting on the wall. How can it be here in a blink of an eye? "“ I'm also looking at paintings... "Isn't ghost festival in town? No one ever goes out on ghost day. What's the matter Rabbit essence with three carrots on its back also appeared outside the town. It looked around and didn't seem to know exactly what happened. Twelve autumn and Zhang Qiyu came to outside the town, outside the town has unconsciously gathered dozens of people“ How is that possible? " Zhang Qiyu looked at the scene in horror. He knows that the town has been opened, or countless gaps. He also guessed what the white boy wrote, but he didn't understand how he did it. He believed that there was absolutely no other person in the world who could imitate his own handwriting. But such a person appeared in front of him“ Those two worms may be easy to mix with these people. " Twelve autumn cold way: "want to kill them all?" Zhang Qiyu sighed: "Zitian Taoist school is decent, and I am not evil." Twelve autumn way: "God's throne is made of the lives of ants." He did not give Zhang Qiyu time to feel and hesitate. The sword of twelve autumn came out of its sheath and cut it directly. The sword was like a huge sickle and cut people outside liantian town Ning long put away his pen. There is one more word on the title of the poem: "painting". The structure of this word is only horizontal and vertical, which is extremely simple, and it can also correspond to the meaning of this poem. What is depicted in the poem is originally picturesque scenery. As a result, the painting spread the word "painting" to the whole town. In the town, all the paintings by Mr. Zhang, whether Paper paintings or murals, became the door. Many people inadvertently close to the painting, they are absorbed into the mustard like door, out of the ghost festival in liantian town. It's his way of mixing fish with pearls. But he did not expect that Zhang would make such a decision. The moment he and Ning Xiaoling walked out of liantian Town, the sword Qi just fell. Ning Changjiu originally wanted to call Jinwu to stop the sword with all his strength, but as soon as his golden pupil lit up, he put out the light. A white shadow fell on the figure, and the sword Qi was smashed like an avalanche“ I'd like to see you. " Ning long relieved, in front of the body jueli's back, smile salute.