Beyond the Divine States

There seems to be a dragonfly skimming the water on the scroll. The surface of the scroll is suddenly bright and gradually dark.

Rice paper leaves blank like clouds, and the feathers of bluebirds fade their luster, which means they are hidden in the clouds.

Ning long figure disappeared in front of the picture.

Space is like a floating feather of Bluebird.

Ning Long's figure fell to the ground like a feather.

On the street of liantian Town, the weather is fine, and the rabbit essence with carrot is still on patrol, just disheartened, as if there had been a fierce battle in the town.

There are sword marks on one side of the wall, the blood on the ground has not been completely wiped off, and even some purple clothes fragments can be seen in the corner.

Did all the people of Zitian Taoist sect die here

He thought silently, glancing over the familiar town.

The town was quiet and peaceful, and his presence did not cause much shock.

Ning took a long look at the direction of the lotus pond. He hesitated for a moment and went to Zhang Qiyu's home first.

The door is open. Ning long knocks symbolically and pushes the door in.

Qiu Sheng, who is cleaning up the room, hears the movement behind him. He turns his head. He rubs his eyes and sees the comer clearly. He is surprised and says, "immortal master, how did you come back?"

Ning long found that his eyes seemed a little red, like crying.

"What's the matter?" Ning long glanced at the salute on the ground and asked.

Qiusheng lowers his head.

Behind the door, the little girl holding the black cat peeped out her head and saw that it was Ning who came over carefully after a long time.

"You're moving?" Ning long asked again.

Qiusheng said, "my grandfather has gone. Before he left, he told me to live in the mayor's house."

"Gone?" Ning Changchang is slightly surprised, thinking that the real man Hanchi really killed Zhang Qiyu, and then took away jiuying.

Qiusheng knew that Ning had misunderstood for a long time, and quickly explained: "no, grandfather... Grandfather left. He said that he would go to a far place, and he didn't know if he could come back in the future."

Ning long thought of what, asked: "someone took him away?"

Qiusheng nodded.

Ning long asked: "who is it?"

Qiusheng thought for a while, but he couldn't remember the man's face. He shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

Ning has already counted in his heart for a long time.

Sure enough, Zhang will go to Dahe Town sooner or later, but in this life, he will go to Dahe Town eight years later, so who will come?

Ning Changchang recalls that the only people who often go down the mountain are the fourth elder martial sister and the fifth elder martial brother. That should be one of them. Eight years ago, she was the fourth elder martial sister. This time, maybe she is the same.

No wonder

Ning long thought through many previously felt unreasonable.

Ning long comforted: "your grandfather's place is very safe. If you wait a few years, you should meet."

Qiusheng's eyes were slightly bright, but he still didn't trust him and said, "really..."

Ning Changjiu said: "immortals don't cheat people."

Qiusheng nods hard.

Xiaolian on one side seems to have heard something worthy of happiness. She holds Xiaohei's elbow in both hands and stretches her arm, as if to give it to Ning as a gift for a long time. Xiaohei is caught in her hands, her limbs are open, her body is falling down, and she screams.

Ning long stretched out his hand and scratched Xiao Hei's belly. Although there was a faint smile on his face, he had a deep look and was absent-minded.

Ning Changchang suddenly asked, "where's the big black snake? Are you still there? "

Since jiuying is still alive, it means that the task given to them by the master is to take away Zhang qieyu. Generally speaking, the master is no different, and the elder martial brothers and sisters are not in the habit of painting the snake to add to the rest. Therefore, the snake cultivation should still be alive

Qiu Sheng didn't expect that he would ask.

Now it's well known that there was a big demon battle in the lotus pond.

Most of the lotus leaves in the lotus pond have been rotted, and the mud has not sunk down yet. It's muddy so far. Many people died of heartache. I don't know if the lotus seed Festival can be held this year.

Many people have different opinions on the details of the battle, and no one can give a definite answer.

Qiu Sheng shook his head and said, "I don't know, but that big black snake is so big that no one can hurt it."

Ning long nodded and said, "I know. You take good care of yourself. If you have a chance in the future, I can take you to see your grandfather."

Qiusheng felt that he should be comforting himself, but he nodded his head and said: "the immortal master has just come and is about to leave. Why don't you eat a fish..."

Ning Changjiu shakes his head and refuses to go to Liantang.

He untied a lotus boat and took it into the water. At the moment, the lotus pond was no longer clear and blue, and it looked turbid.

Lotus boat water, soon into the center, rather long unfolded the divine consciousness, but can not perceive the position of the black snake in the divine consciousness scroll.

He pondered for a while, but didn't give up. He pinched a formula to avoid water and dived into the lotus pond.

This lotus pond is very big. Even if you open your sword eyes, you can't see the bottom of the pond for a long time. The lotus stems are also very unusual. The slender and tender stems extend to the depths of the lotus pond. I don't know how many feet there are from the water. They are like dragon pillars in the chaotic world,. Ning long into the water after the figure quickly dive. After a long journey, he came to the bottom of the pond. At the bottom of the pond, he could see all the snails and shells buried in the sand. The surviving fish kept touching the sand surface of the pond with their lips. They didn't know what they were searching for. They would rather continue to spread the net of consciousness, trying to search for any traces of great life activities, but they still couldn't get a reply. The water was dark, as if only the cold water of the lake wrapped him. Ning long tried his best to erase the worries in his heart and make himself calm. He was like the shadow of water dripping and swaying, with a piece of river sand between the high-speed trains. But the search is still fruitless. If xiushe really died, there should be bones in the lotus pond. Because it's impossible to bring back its bones. It's not considerable. Neither elder martial brother nor elder martial sister has the habit of eating meat. If this snake is brought back, the food for the next six months will be snake meat? If the sixth elder martial brother, who was born in the same demon clan, knew this, he would not be angry for half a year? Ning long thought this way and came to the surface again. He closed his eyes and recalled (the source of this poem: Chen Xuling's book of shooting with Yang Pu in the Northern Qi Dynasty)