Beyond the Divine States

Shen Xiang stood at the door and looked over Shao Xiaoli's head into the courtyard. He saw that the boy in white seemed to be practicing his sword. On the grass in front of him, there were traces of weeds neatly cut by the sword.

"Do you need a new sword?" Shen Xiang asked with a smile.

I'd rather ignore him for a long time.

"You don't have to pretend with me," he said. "I know you're not an ordinary spirit. You can understand and understand us. If you have a need, just tell us, or even... I can change the host for you. "

On hearing this, Shao Xiaoli immediately panicked and stopped: "he and I have made an agreement. We are in love! Besides, my blood led him out, and I am the only one in the city who is qualified to be his master! "

Shen Xiang did not refute her, with a faint, unidentified smile on her face.

Shao Xiaoli, who was smiling with a smile, was slightly guilty. She immediately continued: "of course, the sword is needed. Since the prime minister also knows that my spirit is extraordinary, of course, the best sword must be used!"

Shen Xiang looked at the girl and said, "Miss Shao has become so tough now?"

Shao Xiaoli has fear and shadow for Shenxiang. Her momentum immediately becomes shorter, and her voice whispers: "is there anything else for Shenxiang?"

Shen Xiang shook his head and said, "nothing. The new sword will be delivered in the afternoon. Don't forget about the assessment. You are also a member of the royal family. I don't need to say much about the relevant issues, do you?"

"I see." Shao Xiaoli avoided his eyes and seemed to have no confidence.

After Shen Xiang left, Shao Xiaoli turned around a little sullen. She walked slowly to Ning Changjiu's back, put her hand on his shoulder skillfully, kneaded and beat him up, and said: "boss, you heard me, this assessment must go..."

"Well." Ning long nodded.

Shao Xiaoli said sincerely: "let me tell you something about it. Let's have a drill first, and then we won't have a situation."

Ning long said hello.

Shao Xiaoli then introduced, "this assessment is not troublesome, there are only two kinds, the first is to test my mental strength, can accurately use the idea to control your action, the second is a little frightening, when the time comes, we will be thrown to the first floor of the ghost prison where the door is wide open, and we have to come out alive in an hour."

Ning thinks for a long time that the second level should not be difficult. As for the first level

Ning long opened his eyes and looked at her in disbelief: "what's the point of your spiritual cultivation?"

Shao Xiaoli's talent is not brilliant, although after more than ten years of hard work, the effect is not so good. But Shao Xiaoli had worked out the countermeasures last night. She said mysteriously, "boss, wait for you."

With that, Shao Xiaoli quickened his pace, hammered his shoulder, then turned back to his room, took out a small stack of paper from it, rolled it up, held it in the palm of his hand, pinched it with his thumb, and handed it to Ning Changjiu very cleverly. He whispered: "boss, this is the storybook, and then we'll just follow it. I also predicted a lot of unexpected difficulties, boss, Have a look! "

"Ning long speechless, he quietly took Shao Xiaoli's words, read up.

"Boss, if you feel tired reading, I can help you read it!" Shao Xiaoli showed his thoughtful thinking.

Ning looked at it for a long time.

Shao Xiaoli's handwriting is very beautiful. It seems to be dignified and elegant, just like a lady from a noble family. Every stroke and painting is graceful.

The words are unreliable as they are... Ning looked at these beautiful words for a long time and thought in his heart.

Holding the edge of the paper, he looked at it at a glance and lifted it one by one with his fingers. He secretly praised the little girl for her delicate mind. She even considered how to perform the feeling of being at arm's length between her and herself when she was lack of mental strength. He also wrote in detail her attitude when she was on the verge of collapse, but she was persistent and gritted her teeth to control herself, And then, how should I react.

"Just press this one." I'd rather not find anything wrong.

Shao Xiaoli's originally tense expression suddenly relaxed. She half squatted beside Ning Changchang's chair and jumped with joy. However, Ning Changchang's cold face seemed to pour cold water on her. She accepted her heart and asked carefully: "really no problem?"

"No Ning long said.

Shao Xiaoli was completely relieved and said, "why don't we start practicing now?"

Ning Changchang said: "you can do that by yourself. I'll..."

Ning Changchang wanted to say that he didn't need to practice, but he was afraid that the little girl would worry, so he said, "I'll do it secretly. We'll put it together then. "

Shao Xiaoli showed a slightly sudden look, thinking that the boss must be more shy about this kind of thing.

The next morning, Shao Xiaoli threw a blanket and sat in the middle of the stone road. According to the script he wrote, he began to practice meticulously and rigorously. Ning Changjiu sat under the eaves at the door of the house, silently thinking about what he saw in the library last night, guessing and deducing the history of the city.

It's near noon.

Shao Xiaoli has been skipping all morning and finally has a rest. She is quite satisfied with the results of her training, and she has already come up with the scene that she will be surprised by the time.

"Boss, you really don't practice?" Shao Xiaoli raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He asked tentatively.

Ning long self-respect identity, for the words on the many actions hidden resistance, shaking his head refused.

Shao Xiaoli also dare not force, even busy way: "boss, then I go to cook for you first!"

The meal at noon is much richer than that in the morning.

Shao Xiaoli sat up in the back kitchen. The smoke rose and the fragrance lingered.

When a table is full, Shao Xiaoli confidently invites Ning Changjiu to taste her craft.

After sitting down, Shao Xiaoli began to actively introduce: "this is Qinglong tenghai, this is dinghaishen needle, this is Yunv shameful, this is peerless double pride... This is a unique show!"

Ning Changjiu picked up the chopsticks on the table and looked at them one by one along the way she introduced. He saw several kinds of clear soup, boiled vegetables, stewed eggs with green onions, stewed mussels, fried double peppers, and slightly smoked from the corners of his mouth.

What he drank this morning was ordinary porridge. He thought it was Shao Xiaoli's light taste. Until now, he finally began to question Shao Xiaoli's "rich food".

Shao Xiaoli is also very clever. Knowing what Ning Changchang is thinking, he quickly explained: "before the reincarnation of the eldest brother, he should be a big man outside. It's not better here than outside. These mussels are hard to dig out of the underground spring to support. It's not easy to eat and serve."

Ning long nodded. He was not picky about eating and drinking. Now he stared at the last dish and hesitated for a while. He knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help saying, "why is it called a unique show?"

On the plate was a yellow pancake with a little garlic in it.

Shao Xiaoli's eyes bent, as if a hunter saw the prey step on the clip, happily introduced: "this is pancake, this is garlic... Even up is the boss! Of course, the eldest one is the only one

"... oh." Ning long took a deep look at the dish and nodded.

Shao Xiaoli looks at his pancakes and thinks that the mashed garlic is not sprinkled, but put one by one. His spirit is commendable... I don't know if the boss can see it. How can he react so coldly?

Ning long lowered his head and quietly picked up a chopstick of other dishes.

When he thought of the words "Yizhi Duxiu", he pretended to be indifferent. At last, he could not help but hook up his mouth. Shao Xiaoli keenly caught this point. Her heart was so excited that she looked like a blooming flower, but she also calmed down. She didn't show anything on her face. She just lowered her head and looked up secretly, In a low voice: "Lao Xiao looks better than sister su."

Ning Long's face immediately returned to calm.

Compared with women... He didn't think Shao Xiaoli was boasting about himself.

He didn't want to go through the embarrassment of Linhe City again.

After dinner, Ning long practiced Shao Xiaoli's unique skill, the northern hell sword.

Shao Xiaoli was very happy and asked, "boss, is my sword technique worth mentioning?"

Ning long um a, way: "have good ornamental."

Shao Xiaoli narrowed his eyes and said: "boss, I think you are not superficial, but in fact, you are bad?"

This words just export, Shao Xiaoli began to regret his words.

"Well?" Ning gave her an indifferent glance for a long time.

Shao Xiaoli's defense was destroyed by this light glance. She patted her cheek and pleaded to admit her mistake in soft language. She looked like she wanted to go to the funeral hall and tear down the candles.

Rather long rather helpless, do not know what attitude to her.

Now he just wants to leave here early, return to the original world, and meet his lovely younger martial sister and master.

In his body, the spirit of the sword Scripture is quite optimistic about the little girl. Even if she has a fierce look, the little girl is definitely a good embryo. I don't believe we will have a taste tomorrow morning.

Of course, I won't pay attention to it.

Shao Xiaoli is secretly pleased with his boss's good temper, and even fantasizes that he will walk out of the snow on his back.

When out of the snow, the outside world must be wonderful, and then I must be a beautiful girl.

Well... What's the name of the child?

A knock on the door interrupted Shao Xiaoli's fantasy.

It's a sword man.

The swordsman confessed a few times and left quietly.

It was a sword with a black leather sheath. The sheath was decorated with gold foil and painted with complicated dark patterns. There was a shiny silver metal ring around the sheath mouth. The whole sword was long and slender. It looked beautiful.

Ning long holds the hilt and draws it out gently.

The body of the sword is like the flowing water, reflecting his plain face.

There are several ancient inscriptions near Jian Tan.

In those days, the emperor cast the sword with the bronze of Shoushan and engraved it with astronomical ancient characters, so there was a tradition of engraving on the famous sword.

Shao Xiaoli likes this sword very much and thinks it is a perfect match for the eldest brother.

And Ning long look is dignified a lot.

He recognized the sword.

This is the sword worn by the woman who called herself the maid of Xingling hall last night. At that time, the sword did not come out of its sheath, but now it was untied from her waist and sent to her face.

What does that mean?

Ning Changchang pushed the sword back into the sheath with his palm against the handle. He explored it carefully with his divine sense, but he didn't find any problem. However, he still couldn't rest assured. He planned to recast the sword after Jin Wu woke up.

Time flies, two days in a flash.

The solar terms here are closely related to the outside world. However, this place is isolated from the outside world, so the perception of climate is not strong. Even if it is hot and dry in the daytime, the temperature of the whole city will drop sharply after the night falls.

And Shao Xiaoli every night wrapped in a thick cotton quilt, shrinking in the corner, shivering, said the words of somniloquy.

Ning chang would secretly calm her down in these two nights, and then enter the aura, trying to dispel the cold in her body. But this action, instead, made his index finger light her eyebrow covered with a little frost, almost eaten by the cold.

He was sure that her body should be contaminated with curse or something, but somehow, the little girl seemed heartless and unconscious in the daytime.

These two days, Ning Changchang's attitude towards her is not so cold at the beginning, which makes Shao Xiaoli secretly happy for a long time, and thinks that the future is really promising.

Ning Changjiu also taught her some higher-level methods of Tuina, and Shao Xiaoli clamored to worship him as her teacher.

On the afternoon of the third day, Shao Xiaoli finally felt that the good days had come to an end.

This is the deadline for the assessment.

Shao Xiaoli is like a poor student who has been studying hard for more than ten years. At the deadline of the Beijing Grand examination, he finally has to carry on the big bag and small bag, and rush to the capital, looking nervous and serious.

Ning Changjiu is like a schoolboy reading with his hands folded. He looks calm and unconcerned.

Shen Xiang had been waiting for a long time in front of the metal stones in the palace. Next to them were several recording and monitoring officials. They stopped writing and looked at the young girl coming from a distance, with a slight relief.

Shen Xiang took a deep look at Shao Xiaoli: "ready?"

Shao Xiaoli did not like his eyes, deliberately avoid, nodded: "OK."

Ning followed her for a long time, looking cold but not dull. She looked really different from the ordinary spirit.

I took a look at the metal platform of the dynasty.

Shao Xiaoli understood and put his hand on it.

There was a sword sound from the metal platform. The sound was not loud, but it was also clear. It proved that Shao Xiaoli's achievement in kendo was acceptable and he had the qualification for examination.

The sound of the sword is gone.

Everyone's eyes fell on her, waiting for the start of the assessment.

Shao Xiaoli, with one hand in the back, has his hair drooping, his face cold, and his brows full of dignity.

She closed her eyes slowly, pushed out a hand, and her voice was a little pompous and dignified

Ning long looked at her majestic and cold as an iceberg, and the scene that she begged herself with a washboard when she got home had already appeared in her mind.

He also cooperated and said "yes".

Shao Xiaoli secretly relieved, cold eyes looked at the sky of the imperial city.

Ning long seems to be linked by her spirit, and also looks to the sky.

"Go." Shao Xiaoli chided lightly and pointed out to the high wall of the palace.

Ning long seemed to be inspired, and his figure disappeared in a flash, and soon came to the courtyard wall.

Shao Xiaoli moved his fingers to make his figure shuttle back and forth between several points in the palace.

A quarter of an hour later, some fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the girl's silver teeth clenched, as if exhausted.

Shao Xiaoli forced to close her eyes, as if her mental strength was rapidly expending, her fingers also spasmodically bent up, shaking uncontrollably.

"Cut it out!" Shao Xiaoli raised his head and straightened his knees slightly. His trembling fingers coagulated and wiped them down.

Ning Changchang's body moves and sweeps over a stake in the middle of the field. With a few strokes, the stake breaks into several pieces.

And this action seems to be a great consumption of strength, Shao Xiaoli with his fingers on his temple.

And the spiritual connection between them seems to be broken.

Ning long cut the stake and then stood in the same place, as if out of control, eyes also followed slightly out of focus, looking blankly toward both sides.

Shen Xiang was staring at him with deep eyes.

He raised his hand suddenly.

A cut stake rose from the ground and hit Ning Changjiu's back.

Ning Changchang's heart was full of alarm, but he didn't make any response. He let the stake hit his back and was crushed by his sword.

"Yes." While the main writer of the record stopped, the rest of the supervisors did not feel abnormal, nodded gently, and gave Shao Xiaoli a look of approval.

Shao Xiaoli kneels on one knee and covers his mouth. He seems to be very tired.

Only Ning Changjiu knew that she was laughing secretly.

Next is the ghost prison trip.

Ning long wondered why, like the state of Zhao, they all like to build the most dangerous prison under the palace.

The legend of ghost prison has three levels. The lower it goes, the more powerful monsters it holds.

Shao Xiaoli and Ning go to the entrance of ghost prison under the guidance of Shen Xiang for a long time.

"If you want to quit, just crush this at any time." Shen Xiang passed a bamboo tube, which was not much different from the size system used by Yujian Tianzong.

Shao Xiaoli takes over the bamboo tube lightly, and then she and Ning go deep along the deep stone road for a long time.

Shao Xiaoli always showed extraordinary calm, as if she had to face, not a group of ghosts, but some ants who can be crushed to death.

But Ning long know her heart is very flustered.

The hand holding his sleeve was still shaking, the heart beat was faster and faster, and the breath was faster and faster.

The gates of the ghost prison are all hidden.

Those tortured monsters lurk in the dark, some crouching in the corner because of fear, some hiding nearby because of thirst for blood, waiting for an opportunity.

For the monks who come here, it's a hunting ground where they can sharpen their swordsmanship. At the same time, the roles of hunter and prey may be reversed soon. In history, it's not rare for monsters to crack bamboo tubes before they have time to crush them.

"OK, don't pretend." Ning long light mouth.

Shao Xiaoli's tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and her face collapsed. Her previous arrogance and self-confidence disappeared. She just went to Ning Changchang, as if she wanted to jump into his arms.

Rather long stretch out to press her forehead, don't let her too close, so Shao Xiaoli's action is some like a drowning person's curl water.

I'd rather look around.

In the dark prison, a pair of eyes, like bat eyes, stare at them coldly from the dark place.

Ning long also opened his eyes.

So that little bit of Youbi Guihuo like light outlined the specific form.

In the prison, most of them are monsters with four claws lying on the ground, long tails and sharp teeth in their mouths. Their flesh and blood are more like thick and muddy mud, and they can't see the shape of skin wrapping. They are half lying on the ground, and their backs are like cheetahs, and they seem to jump at any time.

Shao Xiaoli grabs Ning Changjiu's arm and presses his forehead. He keeps beating drums in his heart. He doesn't dare to look at them.

But I don't know why, those monsters didn't launch an attack rashly, but slowly staring at Ning Long's moving steps to the depth, as if counting the beat of his walking.

There are countless bite marks on the steel cage.

"Boss, where are you going? Are you angry with me? I'm just acting. After I go back, I'll make amends for Huolian who is my new research girl..." Shao Xiaoli begged weakly. She opened her arms, as if hoping to hold her for a long time.

I'd rather not be moved for a long time, just go out to the deep.

"Boss, where are you going? If you are so powerful, just kill them all. Let's go out at once." Shao Xiaoli only felt that the wind was blowing, which was very creepy.

Ning Changjiu said, "go to the next level."

"What?" Shao Xiaoli thought he heard wrong: "boss, you are crazy!"

……

……

Outside the ghost prison, the main writer stood beside the prime minister and asked uncertainly, "can they come out?"

Shen Xiang nodded and asked, "what do you think of their first assessment?"

After pondering, the main writer said, "there is nothing wrong with it."

Shen Xiang sighed and said to himself, "really?"

The main writer frowned and said, "what do you think?"

Shen Xiang looked at the entrance of the ghost prison, and said, "I just don't understand why they haven't come out so long."

There was a yellow twilight in the sky.

There is no sun in the sky, so the light seems to come from the whole sky, but it is brighter in the West.

The main writer took a look at the hourglass in his palm and said, "it's only half an hour since then. According to the rules, can't it come out in one hour, even for Kaiyuan. Why did Prime Minister Shen say that? "

Shen Xiang didn't explain too much to him. In this young man, he noticed too many abnormalities, and the most shocking one was that Siming attached great importance to him. Simang is a mysterious man in duanjie city who is more mysterious than the king. Apart from them, almost no one knows the existence of simang. Such a mysterious and beautiful woman, rarely born, but on that day came like a prophet, but also brought the legendary apocalypse. This is a great event that has never happened in duanjie city in a hundred years. Little by little the light was drawn away. Big red lanterns light up in the city of kings. When an hour came, the door of the ghost prison opened itself. Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli came out of it. Their clothes were white and spotless, as if they were not going to the ghost prison, but to a snow covered field. Shen Xiang squinted. He found that Shao Xiaoli's expression was slightly dementia, as if he had been frightened“ Pass the examination. " The main writer read it, took out a brand-new book and wrote Shao Xiaoli's name. Shen Xiang frowned and went into the ghost prison. As soon as he entered the door, a strong stench came to his face. Even he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. On the ground of the ghost prison, there are all kinds of corpses. These corpses seem to be in good condition. Only by careful observation can we find the wounds. The wounds are the same, and they are all a clean sword. He went to the depth, looking at the startling, red and black liquid on the ground, and his heart tightened a little bit. He didn't know how the boy in white did it. And even if he knew Ning long extraordinary, still can't think of, this one hour, what happened in the ghost prison. In the city of kings, Shao Xiaoli and Ning long walk together on the way home. When she came to the door, Shao Xiaoli took out the key, but her hand was shaking, and she couldn't lock the hole accurately after inserting it many times“ I'll do it. " Ning long opened his hand. Shao Xiaoli usurped the key in the palm of his hand. She turned her head, some timid eyes like flashing water light, the water light is not from moving, but fear. She opened her mouth and asked, "what did it... What did it say to you?" Even Shen Xiang didn't expect that at this time, Ning Changjiu broke through many barriers and went to the third floor of the ghost prison alone. He saw the deepest part of the darkness. He had been imprisoned in the ghost prison for hundreds of years. The most evil and powerful ghost was the fierce ghost. The fierce ghost was entangled in countless chains and could not distinguish shapes. Shao Xiaoli just looked at it from a distance and felt headache and retching. Finally, she vaguely heard the evil ghost say something to Ning Changjiu. That's a syllable. Ning long held her hand, broke off her fingers, took the key, and easily opened the door. When he pushed the door in, he repeated the syllable“ Shura. "..."（ Thank you for your reward!! Thank you for your support and encouragement