Beyond the Divine States

Dark clouds roll over my head like waves. In the fine rain, the gray sky is chilly. The thunder has passed, and the lightning and thunder coming from the sky are real phenomena. Ning long look at the south, look trance. This trance is fatal. His spirit was suddenly seized by something, and the pain of his spirit was not even worse than that of the little girl who had been robbed by the demons“ When did you wake up? " Ning long question with a little pain. In his body, the familiar voice was colder than ever: "when you come out of the abyss, I wake up." It was the voice of the sword spirit. Ning long silent for a while, way: "before why didn't you start?" Sword spirit way: "because that woman is in." Ning Changchang said, "do you still decide to take me away?" Sword spirit coldly way: "at the beginning, I said with you... Just these years, you may have a fluke, think I won't do to you." Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "no, I think you are very good. Only the heart of the sword that is consistent with the heaven's command of the sword Sutra is worthy of killing." Jianling said, "actually, I don't like Tianyu sword Sutra very much."“ Why? " Ning Changchang asked. The sword spirit replied, "because it's an assassin's sword. The real strong can't be assassinated. For example, the God who is watching heaven and earth, I want to ask for a sword. It's my long cherished wish to be the fastest and strongest sword." After a pause, the sword continued: "if I want to make a sword, I must be able to hold it first. I don't want to be held in my hand. " Ning Changjiu said: "I appreciate your wish very much, but it's a pity that you want to lose me, so I can't support you." Between the words, the two people's mental force pull each other, fighting for the initiative of this body. Ning Long's face is sometimes insipid, sometimes indifferent, constantly switching between the sentimental person and the merciless sword. Ning long words but still calm, said: "you can't win me." The sword spirit was silent for a moment and said softly, "I know." It sighed: "this is the fate of the instructions... Not to mention even sin Jun can't kill you. But I still don't understand. You will. I will have all the swords. Why can't I win you? " Rather long in the rain and sit cross legged, lightning will flash his figure split bright. His white clothes were moistened, and his ink hair was draped on his shoulders. His young and beautiful eyebrows and eyes are now more and more vigorous. Without the spirit of the sword, he was like a sword, a straight, unsheathed blade. Ning Changchang said: "since you don't understand, I'll let you understand." After a long time, the spirit floats as if it were nothing. In the drizzle, the virtual shadow of the spirit seems to be broken at a touch. Virtual shadow and noumenon closed their eyes at the same time. Then, there was a heavy rain on the endless heart lake, which was like a mirror in the twinkling of an eye. The shadow of sword spirit's gray hair is still in the heart lake. Then, Ning Changjiu's spirit turned into mustard seed and came to the heart lake to confront him calmly. The rain of the heart lake is illusory, just the resonance between the heart and the outside world. But the ripples under their feet are real. Above the heart lake, the battle began quietly. They began to imitate as like as two peas of sword, the same sword, and thousands of sword shadows, which were enveloped in the sky of the heart lake. The sword images were all soldiers who wore armor to wait for array. They were listed in the ringing drum, showing bright and bright weapons, and when the weapons came out, they were like the sound of the violin. It's settled to sit cross legged for a long time. The sky is overcast and rainy, I don't know when to stop Nearly two years have passed since Ning long fell into the abyss. More than a year's time in duanjie city is fleeting. When they pass through the sundial, they pass through the plane of absolute time and velocity again. After they come out, the winter that should have come has passed quietly. The snow melts, the cherry blossoms in the wild are in full bloom. In the rain of late spring, the sound of the stream rushes to the distance. Even though time has passed for so long, Ning Xiaoling can't help but be absorbed for a long time when she looks at the picture of bluebird in the window. Outside the window is a rain. According to the folk saying, after this rain, summer will come again. This is after the elder martial brother left. (thank you for the great Xia who was rewarded by the helmsman Luoyang watching the setting sun! Thank you for your support and encouragement