Beyond the Divine States

After being pestered by Shao Xiaoli for several hours, Ning Changjiu finally threatened her by running away from home. The girl stopped her nagging and immediately said, "boss, you can't go. I'll go... I'll go!"

After driving Shao Xiaoli to bed, he would rather not be quiet for a long time.

The spirit of Jianjing and xueyujun began to discuss what happened today.

"The one called Shen Xiang seems to have a high position?"

"But he doesn't seem to be very powerful. He can't even beat uncle Ning."

"What is Lian? Isn't our parents good for a long time? "

"Bah, you're a poor book. Don't be disgusting!"

"But to tell you the truth, people in this city don't seem to have a high level of cultivation. That Beiming magic sword sounds like a powerful sword move. But after a rough look, it's still a thousand years old thing, but it's lucky to escape the catastrophe 500 years ago. It's still handed down today."

"You're older than them, aren't you?"

"Can I be the same as them? I am enduring, they are dross left for thousands of years

"Shut up Ning long finally can't help talking.

Ning long recalled what happened today and what Shao Xiaoli had said. He constructed an outline in his mind and then said, "this place should avoid the disaster 500 years ago. According to her, all the skills here are handed down from the goddess. What is the purpose of the goddess's doing this? "

"Good luck." The spirit of sword Sutra tells the answer in Ning Changchang's heart.

Ning Changjiu nodded: "she doesn't want this city to have complete luck. And the monks of the aristocratic families, because of their solidarity, complement each other in their path of cultivation. Sometimes one person can make a smooth progress, and even drive the whole peak to a high level. But in this city, everyone practices his own way... "

The spirit of the sword Sutra said: "this city is really strange, but it's good. At least I got out of the desert. I thought there was something evil under the abyss. Now it seems that there are some people in the city. Even if it's a little bit shabby, I can at least feel more stable."

Ning long looked at the simple chair under him and recalled the fight in the desert. Every sand there should have died from the corpses there. Every time you step on it, you may pass through the life of a powerful demon king.

At that time, the abyss seemed to be a place for raising poisonous insects. When the abyss started, the dead recovered and finally crawled out, they were qualified to see the sun again and become weapons of the royal family.

"Are we underground now?" The blood feather gentleman asks a way.

"Maybe."

According to the basic idea, under the abyss, of course, is the underground world.

"This is not my home court." Xueyujun sighed with an old air.

Ning long cold way: "rest assured, after two days to give you a place to live."

Xueyu Jun was surprised and said: "your daughter-in-law didn't mean to kill a hundred evil spirits and then return the original body to me. You... You can't break your promise!"

The spirit of the sword Sutra sneered: "daughter in law? Don't you firmly support Zhao xianger? "

"It's a matter of urgency." The blood feather gentleman blushes, the ear barely defends.

Ning long looked at the rotten sword at his waist and said, "OK, I'll take you out to look for the evil spirit tonight."

Said, rather long standing body, toward the door in the dark.

He also wanted to take a good look at the city and try to find some clues to the outside world.

However, it took seven or eight hundred years for the people of duanjie city to find a way out, which is undoubtedly a shadow in their heart.

There were no stars in the sky. In the dark night, the wind was blowing slowly. The branches of the trees were rustling across the courtyard. Farther away, there seemed to be footsteps.

He opened the door and walked out of the yard.

On both sides of the gate, red lanterns cover his body with light. This lantern is a net frame woven of bamboo strips. The light is bright without temperature, just as it was in Linhe City.

Along this road, red lanterns are hung on both sides. The stone brick street looks like a stream crossing the sea of red flowers.

According to Shao Xiaoli, there are more than 60 families here, all of them are descendants of the royal family.

Because every time the royal family gives birth, it will dilute its own blood, so different from the common people in the city, the royal family should be more rigorous and pay more attention to the right family.

And the location of the palace is in the East, because according to legend, that is the real place where the sun rises.

Ning long walked through the long street and out.

The whole duanjie city is divided into two sides. There is a special wall in the area of the royal family, and there is a wall of almost the same height in the outer city. Because the monsters outside the city are getting more and more difficult to get close to these years, many defenses and fortresses have not been cleared in time, which seems to be a bit dilapidated.

There were not many patrols in the king's city. Only a small team was walking in the city. In the middle of the night, the city gate was still half open. Several trucks carrying goods moved in. Instead of cattle and horses, they were beetle like creatures. They were huge, with pale gold crustaceans and horns like longicorn.

Ning Changchang uses the technique of hidden rest, sneaks into the crowd quietly, avoids their exploration, and comes to the outside of the city.

Just out of the King City, a cool meaning came.

The residential buildings are closely connected, and the stone bricks on the ground are not as smooth and moist as those in the royal city. When walking, you can obviously feel the uneven.

In the city, there is a river running through the city. Those are all dark springs dug up under the ground.

Ning long walked quietly in the street.

"I can't believe it's an underground world if I didn't know in advance." "This is very similar to the city specifications of many human dynasties," he said

Ning Changjiu said: "of course, it can't be a simple underground world. This may have been a city in the kingdom of God that collapsed into the ground with the kingdom of God. "

"The kingdom of God?" Blood feather gentleman doesn't understand a way: "isn't that the thing that the Supreme God can have?"

The spirit of the sword Sutra sneered: "if you are a great God, and you have reached an unparalleled level in your cultivation, would you like to open up your own world and get out of the control of the Lord of the kingdom of God?"

Looking forward to freedom, xueyujun immediately said, "of course. It's just

"But now the God who created this city seems to be dead. The whole world is the territory of the Lord of God. If you were the LORD God, you would not want to destroy it immediately when your territory was taken out of the middle." Xueyujun worried: "it's better to be a good bird who abides by the rules."

Ning long in the night moving figure is very fast.

There are no lanterns hanging in a large area of the city. It's almost dark. There are only a few families with weak fires. On the roofs of many houses, there are still several boys practicing meditation there, which seems to be breathing in the aura of heaven and earth.

Ning long came to the outer end of the city wall. He looked up at the high wall. It seemed that the wall had been broken many times, and there were many traces of ruins. People in straw cloaks walked up and down on it, with swords tied around their waists and rough firearms in their hands.

The great wall separates the two worlds.

Ning has the ability to control the sword for a long time, but he doesn't act rashly. After all, the outside world has not been understood, and the risk of acting late at night is still greater.

"There seems to be nothing special about this broken city." Xueyujun said: "with the ability of the headless God, if only such a city was built, it would really make people laugh."

Ning Changjiu said to himself, "but if headless God is the God here, who is the goddess in Shao Xiaoli's mouth?"

The spirit of the sword Scripture said, "you are better than the people in this city. They can't go further, but you can. Maybe when you go outside, everything will be solved."

Ning Changchang said: "they should be afraid of my existence."

But the spirit of the sword Scripture confidently said, "there should be no one in this city who enters the purple court. You don't have to worry."

Rather long nod, understand the meaning of its words.

In duanjie City, it is not that there are no gifted monks, but that there is no soil to nurture the practitioners in the purple court. There is a lack of aura here, and there is no complete aura in the whole city. The most important thing is... Isolated places seem to be unable to attract thunder.

Is it the first time to enter the purple court, which will lead to the evil heart and thunder, or is it the first time for the evil heart and thunder to arrive, and then the purple court will be considered. At the moment when you were robbed, are you purple court or long life?

This has been controversial since ancient times.

If it is the latter, then no one in duanjie city will be able to reach the purple court, because there is no way to attract thunder.

The master of the sword Sutra sighed: "the time flow in the time abyss is different from that here. We don't know how much time we have been delayed. It may be a hundred years since we went out."

Xueyu Jun was also sad: "do you think your highness will wait for uncle Ning for 100 years?"

"I don't know who your highness is," said the spirit of the sword Sutra, "but I'm sure that Lu will marry. But in a hundred years' time, Lu must have been married five times. If she goes down the abyss by then... Alas."

It's better to listen to their words for a long time, but it's useless to think more.

After walking in the city for a while, he found that there were some strange looking Stone Beasts at the gates of many poor families, but there was nothing special about them.

Ning Changjiu turns to walk towards the King City.

Soon, the dream of invincibility that they discussed earlier was broken.

When passing an alley, Ning Long's eyes flashed a white light.

Before the white light appeared, Ning Changchang's feet had not stepped into the alley, his heart would hum. His vigilance drove his action. He immediately pulled out the broken sword and stabbed it in the dark quietly. His intention of killing came first, condensed into the tip of the broken sword and cut it toward the place where the danger came.

A clear and crisp sound of cross - call sounded briefly in the night.

Ning long stabbed the past sword as if he had encountered some obstruction and could not go deep. He leaned forward with the sword, and patted the other empty palm forward. In that palm, five fingers kept changing, including Tianzong's sword technique and daomen's true secret.

Pop!

The palms of the two collided in the air at the right time.

The strength of the other person's palm is really solid, like the city wall that has been standing for thousands of years. Ning Long's body was shocked to step back, and his divine consciousness was also broken by this palm. There was a slight gap in his spirit. He immediately pressed his eyebrows with his fingers to make up for the defects left in his mind.

In this gap, the other side's hand was pressing forward.

He didn't feel the edge of the blade, so he couldn't immediately find out the source of the opposite move.

Ning Changchang's broken sword is caught by the other party. After the tip of the spirit is broken, the broken sword is short-term without support. Ning Changchang, who holds the sword, leans forward.

The enemy in the dark wanted to grab the blade with empty hands, but suddenly he let out a "Yi".

At that moment, the killing intention of Ning Changchang's sword disappeared without a trace. It was no longer a sword, but a wisp of wind that had no intention of passing through the hall, making life without any meaning of embankment.

The second half of the Tianyu sword classic moves.

With a click, the red light was like a fire suddenly lit, illuminating the night for a moment.

The scream of xueyujun started. He flapped his wings and was forced to fly out of the broken sword. He flapped his wings at the enemy who destroyed his habitat and spewed out sword feathers and flame.

The sword was blown away by an invisible wind as it approached its opponent.

Xueyujun barks back and wants to find something at random to survive his fragile spirit.

The Dao realm of Ning Changjiu's sword was broken after he was stopped by the other side. The crack was fatal. His Dao realm was soon lost, his wrist trembled, and the iron filings on the decaying sword were flying, and then they were dispersed by the aura of both sides.

Ning long confirmed that the other side is a master, who is many times stronger than Shen Xiang.

Is it the king who comes to eradicate himself?

But strangely enough, the other side didn't feel any killing intention.

These thoughts flashed by, but Ning's long sword moves were not slow. The sword fire lit up and shone through each other's black robes. Strands of silver hair were dancing in the dark.

I don't know why, in the sight, every strand of silver hair seems to slow down.

Then, Ning Changjiu found that his sword speed also slowed down.

Time seems to be deliberately lengthened.

But the speed of the other side is as usual.

Ning Changjiu watched the other side take away his sword. If he wanted to kill himself now, it would be a very easy thing.

Ning Changchang didn't understand why the law of time in Shiyuan didn't interfere with himself, but this man's prison depicted by Zhou restricted his actions.

But the other side did not choose to stab the sword into his chest after taking advantage of the opportunity.

In the other party's black robe, a white hand stretched out to the extreme. The hand was very delicate and beautiful. Each bone of the hand was like exquisite art, which was in sharp contrast with the decadent broken sword.

Ning Changjiu watched her hold the sword and push it.

The sword returns to its sheath.

The man's fingers gently fell on the edge of the black robe and twisted the edge of the robe which was slightly damaged by the sword fire. She gently took off the black robe and showed her face like a young girl. Her silver hair was soft and shining.

The corners of her mouth rose, her lips pursed, and she drew a soft smile.

She painted the void lightly with her guidance, and the long prison was easily released.

Ning long stares at the silver haired woman with black robes in front of her eyes.

Each other's eyes are transparent, with sapphire like color, just more ethereal dream. The halo in the white area will remind people of the moon that does not exist in this world.

"Who are you?" Ning long looked at her eyes, hands on the waist of the iron branches.

The woman looked at him with a soft smile. All her movements seemed to slow down, but they were still smooth and natural, like the tender wind.

The woman spread out her other hand. In her white and tender palm, there was a prismatic white object like a small ruler.

She opened her mouth softly and said, "this is the keepsake of the star spirit hall. I come at the master's command. If you have leisure in the future, you can go to the star spirit hall with this. The master wants to see you."

Ning long hesitated to take over the white, polished stone.

"Who is your master? Why don't you come by yourself? " Ning long asked.

The woman straightened her slightly disordered robes and said, "the master has no name. He only wants to be called simang."

Ning long hesitated for a moment, still could not help asking: "how is your master's cultivation compared with you?"

The woman said with a simple smile, "how can fireflies compete with the bright moon?"

After that, she lowered her eyebrows and blessed her body. Then she turned around. Her dark robes melted into the night and disappeared in a flash. The killing intention between life and death recovered as usual. There were only a lot of sword marks left on the walls of the two places, which indicated the battles that had taken place here.

Xueyujun is like a wet old hen, squatting on a lantern shelf, his wings crossed, and his spirit shivering in the dark“ Mr. Ning, help Xueyujun cried.

Ning Changjiu pulled out the sword, which was too short to be broken. Minglan said, "make do with it."

Xueyu Jun went back with a bitter face.

Ning long for all the previous fear, the mysterious woman suddenly appeared, what is it for? Do you want to show sincerity, or do you just want to give yourself a bad impression?

Ning Changjiu turned over the long white jade in his hand and didn't understand what it was.

Before there is no way to break her space prison, he will never venture to the star spirit hall.

Ning sighed for a long time and said, "there are people outside. It seems that there are other masters in this city."

The spirit of the sword Scripture said in a cold voice: "the law of Zhou is far more advanced and rare than that of Yu. She can use it perfectly. A maid is like this. How powerful should her master be?"

Ning Changjiu said: "in a word, it's not what we can compete with today."

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, he felt pity and thought that if it had not been for Lu's sword, he would have thrown it away.

The spirit of the sword Scripture was still pondering the previous hand of the woman, saying: "this city should be scattered with the authority of a God, or that the woman is not an ordinary royal family, but a direct descendant of the God!"

Ning Changchang also has his own idea in his heart. He doesn't say it directly, but looks at himself with divine knowledge and explores Ziting.

Jinwu has been roughly re agglomerated and formed, but it is still sleeping. Its dark golden luster reappears on its faded feathers, but the process is slow, and I don't know when to wake up.

Ning long stopped thinking and went back to the King City.

Back in the yard, Ning Changjiu heard the sound of Jingling inside. When he went to the door, he found that the tidy room was in a mess. The chairs were overturned, the table curtain was pulled up, and the fruit in the fruit tray was rolling all over the floor.

Inside the room, Shao Xiaoli's anxious voice came out.

"Boss, where have you been..."

"Wuwuwuwu, come out, don't scare me. If you leave, I'll go to the ghost prison."

"Boss, are you avoiding me? I don't want yesterday's proposal. As long as you come out, I will promise you anything..."

“……”

The girl's tears fell down.

Ning long walked to the door of the room, just saw her lying on the ground, moving out of the box under the bed, wiping tears and looking inside.

Ning Changjiu knocks on the door.

Shao Xiaoli looks a Lin, slowly looking back, saw the white dress standing at the door, she was overjoyed, but her tired body seems to have drained her strength. After a soft, she sat down on the ground, her slender legs separated, and her skirt covered. She looked at Ning Changjiu and said: "Laoda, where have you been? I can't find you even when I rummage through the box..."

"..." Ning Changjiu saw that she was fast asleep, but he didn't expect that she would wake up so soon. He said calmly, "my name is Ning Changjiu. I'll call you my name later."

Shao Xiaoli's tearful hand stopped for a moment. She rubbed her face and said, "OK, boss!"

Ning long nodded and said, "remember to tidy up the house."

"Yes, boss!" The girl got up in a hurry.

Ning sighed for a long time and became more suspicious of the days when Zhao xianger and Lu married.

He doubted whether he was dragged down by the three idiots around him.

Ning long walked to his room.

Shao Xiaoli suddenly raised his hand and volunteered: "boss, I want to sleep with you!"

"Well?" Ning was surprised for a long time, and secretly lamented the simplicity of the people here.

Shao Xiaoli wrinkled his face full of tears and said, "what if you disappear again..."

Ning Changchang said, "I like sleeping alone."

Shao Xiaoli patted her face and thought that she was quite beautiful. She just said, "the boss is so noble and virtuous!"

Ning long light way: "OK."

"I Pooh!"

The spirit of the sword Sutra and Xueyu speak in the same voice.

If the two women asked this question, it would be the opposite answer.

After Ning Changchang returned to the room, Shao Xiaoli began to clean up the room. She put the scattered things back to their original place in an orderly way. When the room was tidied up, she laughed contentedly. Then she came to Ning Changchang's door wrapped in a quilt, and fell asleep on the ground. She had a shallow sleep, so that as long as the boss had any movement, she could wake up.

……

Early in the morning, when Shao Xiaoli woke up, he found himself lying in bed again.

"This..."

Shao Xiaoli pinched the quilt and thought of something. He immediately got up and grabbed a ball of things. Then he jumped out of bed and ran out of the house. His eyes were keen to search for something. Only when he saw the young man sitting in the yard did he relax his heart.

She quietly walked to Ning Changjiu's back, beat him lightly on the shoulder and back, and said shyly, "boss, yesterday I remember that I was sleeping on the ground. Did you take me..." "you walked back by yourself sleepwalking." Rather long closed his eyes, not salty words blocked back“ "Oh..." Shao Xiaoli answered weakly, and immediately his eyes were bright again. He said: "boss, you are the God of Shiyuan. You are not familiar with the place of life. As a native of the royal family in duanjie City, I'll take you to the city for a walk! There are many spirits like you here, but don't worry, they are not as good-looking as you. And... These days, big things are going to happen in the city. Oh, it's so busy. "“ Big deal? " Ning Changjiu vaguely feels that it has something to do with the assassination last night. Shao Xiaoli smiles mysteriously. She wears the dress and shoes she took when she ran out of the room in a hurry, and says, "you'll know when I show you!" When Shao Xiaoli is dressed, Ning Changjiu opens his eyes. He also wanted to know more about the city, so he didn't refuse. Finally, Shao Xiaoli took him to a luxury high-rise building in the king's city and said, "this is the art building. According to the ancient books, it seems to be, um... Jianglou chuguan? Anyway, it's more beautiful than the palace. There are many beautiful sisters in it. " Ning Changchang thought that if it is a city, there must be brothels. He said helplessly, "this is what you said?" Shao Xiaoli see his face is not very friendly, immediately shook his head, straight to the theme: "no! There is a peerless beauty named Su Yanshu in this art building. A swordsman in the royal family recently threatened not only to redeem her body, but also to marry her. " Ning Changchang's heart has no fluctuation, but he feels more and more that there is nothing new under the sun. This city must have existed in the world for some time in the past. Shao Xiaoli took him to the art building. This is what Ning Xiaoling wanted to do but never did. Today, it happened that Ning Changjiu was lucky enough to meet this woman who was boasted by Shao Xiaoli. She was sitting behind the Pearl curtain with a red lacquered thin piano. Her picturesque face was well made up and her decals were delicate. Her shoulders were slightly narrowed, which seemed to be afraid of life, giving people a desire to pity and protect. Ning long looked at her eyes from beginning to end flat. Such as the exquisite vase of an official kiln. He didn't know her origin, but he was sure that she was not the first beauty in duanjie city. He may have seen the most beautiful woman in duanjie city last night（ There's one lost Calvin. I'll add more to you when I've sorted out my ideas.)