Beyond the Divine States

From the old fox into the imperial city and the curtain call of the palace war, time has passed nearly two hours.

In the evening, Lu Jiajia stopped to adjust her breath. When she got out of bed, the rain was gradually decreasing, and the wooden windows showed a light twilight.

The battle over the Imperial Palace lasted for a long time. Ordinary people in the imperial city could sense the difference between heaven and earth, and her feelings were naturally deeper.

Ning Xiaoling brought her a basin of hot water. Looking at her face, she was surprised and said, "sister Lu has recovered so quickly with such a heavy injury. What are the immortal's bodies and bones made of?"

Lu Jia said: "the body of a man of practice is his own sword. Naturally, his tenacity is unusual."

Ning Xiaoling nodded her head.

"Where's your elder martial brother?" Lu asked

Ning Xiaoling said: "elder martial brother went to the prince's mansion to get the medicine. I don't know if elder sister Tang Yu has come back."

Lu Jia nodded gently, and did not ask who Tang Yu was.

Now night is coming, and there is a fire in the room. Her cheek looks very white, but not as pale as before, but as pale as rouge covered with snow, and soft as a bomb.

She bent her long hair again, put on a jade crown and a silver hairpin, and pulled a lock of green silk behind her ears. In the light, the crystal clear and small earlobes were like clear amber.

She looked at the girl who looked at her admiringly and said, "Xiaoling, can you bring me a pen and paper?"

Ning Xiaoling naturally nodded and took a copy for her. She asked, "does my sister want to write a letter?"

Lu Jia weakly shook her head invisibly. After the nib moistened the ink, she quickly wrote on the paper.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the continuous but dignified handwriting and asked, "what is my sister writing?"

"Have you ever read?" Lu asked

Ning Xiaoling scratched her head with some embarrassment: "when I was a child, my family was not good, and I was a girl. I didn't have the chance to go to school. On the contrary, I knew some of master's ghost charms, but many of them were ancient words, which didn't mean much."

Lu's writing is endless, but he seems to think of something in his mind. Another man consciously touches the delicate mole in the corner of his eye.

She said, "it's not a big deal. There is a special school in Yujian Tianzong. The teachers in it are highly educated. I'll send you there."

Ning Xiaoling said: "sister Lu seems to be very sure that she can escape?"

Lu said: "I'm not sure, but at least 50%... Well, you can put it away when you finish it."

The woman gently dried the ink, rolled it up and handed it to the puzzled girl.

"It's the most basic and profound method of sword breathing and acceptance of Yu Jian Tian Zong. No matter how you practice, you can't avoid it. When you know the words, you can practice it." Lu Jiajia seems to have regarded her as his future disciple. "It's just that this thing is very precious. It can't be spread. If it is found, it will only add a few innocent lives."

Ning Xiaoling took the scroll of rice paper full of notes and asked, "what about my elder martial brother? Shall I show it to elder martial brother first? "

Lu Jiajia was silent for a while, and said: "in fact, your elder martial brother's qualification is very poor, and this method of acceptance has high requirements for the root bones. If your elder martial brother practices rashly, he will only damage his body without any benefit."

Ning Xiaoling some gambling way: "that is not to hide from elder martial brother... No fun, I will not learn."

Lu said: "I'm writing to you secretly at the moment. I'm afraid that he will be too thoughtful, so that there won't be a gap between your brother and sister."

Ning Xiaoling pulled his head together and nodded listlessly.

Lu sighed: "fate is like this. You don't have to feel guilty if you fall here. This is the destiny of the road. When you reach a long life in the future, you will understand more. "

"Long life?" Ning Xiaoling slightly surprised: "I will be as powerful as sister Lu now?"

Lu Jia nodded: "it may not take ten years to practice diligently."

Ning Xiaoling asked, "what about elder martial brother?"

Lu Jia said: "cultivation is cruel. He can be your elder martial brother forever, but he can't be your fellow traveler forever. Your steps will be farther and farther away. It's just something you will experience."

Ning Xiaoling held her chin and looked at the rice paper full of sword, struggling.

She suddenly remembered something and asked, "what is sister Lu's spirit?"

Lu Jiajia was stunned and frowned: "I don't have a congenital spirit... There is no congenital spirit in ten thousand li, and there are no more than ten people in our clan. My master once regretted that if I had a congenital spirit and my talent, I would have entered the purple court."

Lu Jiajia didn't tell her that her sword spirit is more rare and powerful than xiantianling.

Ning Xiaoling nodded, as if disappointed.

Lu Jia felt a little confused and asked, "what do you want to do with this?"

Ning Xiaoling said, "I've heard from my master before. I don't know what it is, so I asked sister Lu."

The woman nodded without much thought or questioning.

Before Ning Changjiu came back, she flicked the paper with the sword breath into Ning Xiaoling's sleeve. Ning Xiaoling was slightly surprised. After all, she didn't make a sound and quietly took it away.

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After Ning long came back, he took the umbrella to one side and said: "the old fox outside the palace and Zhao Xiang'er should have had a war. I don't know how to win or lose."

Lu Jia pondered for a moment and guessed: "the old fox should not have broken the palace, otherwise it would not be so dynamic."

Ning Changchang said: "I'm a little strange. Who released this monster?"

Lu Jia frowned and said, "are they the killers who came from the state of Yao?"

Ning long guessed some secrets of the Imperial City, said: "if it is true, then they are digging their own graves."

Lu was puzzled and said, "there are not many people who can do it. Can Zhao xianger do it?"

Ning Changjiu asked, "why not?"

Lu said with a bitter smile, "how can it be said that she has created a disaster for herself to destroy the country, and then trapped herself in a place where she will die, but she still has to struggle against it?"

"It doesn't make sense." Ning long thought for a while, the figure of Zhao Xiang'er with an umbrella came to mind that day, and asked, "have you ever seen Miss Lu?"

Lu married and said, "I've heard about it occasionally when I was practicing. I'm in a hurry today. I haven't had a chance to see you. What's the matter?"

Ning Changjiu smiles: "I met her by chance. I think she is like..."

"Like what?"

"Like a sober madwoman." Ning Changjiu said.

Ning Xiaoling echoed: "that elder sister is also very beautiful, but somehow, it is clear that she is laughing, but there is always a sense of rejection."

Although Lu had never met her before, she thought that the little girl could be alone in the palace for nearly two hours. She was so solemn in her heart that she would not despise her.

"There's no point in discussing who did it at the moment." She laughed at herself and said slowly, "I thought it was just a long-lived demon bird at most. I didn't think it was like facing an abyss here."

Ning Xiaoling listened to their conversation and frowned nervously.

Ning long asked: "regret it?"

Lu's expression is firm: "what's the regret?"

Ning looked at her for a long time and said, "Miss Lu, your health seems very bad."

Lu's heart was slightly shaken and she said quietly, "Oh? What's wrong? "

Ning Changchang said: "your breath is heavier, and the sword spirit is also scattered. It should be that the two orifices of cloud Qi and Bai Fu connecting your back are smashed and broken. If you can't dredge them as soon as possible, it will be a great hidden danger for your future practice."

Lu was surprised and said, "have you ever studied medicine?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "no, I just can see the crux, but I can't help you."

Lu Jiajia is still confused. She doesn't believe that ordinary people can see her physical problems. She asks, "are you born with good eyesight?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm not good at this. I've only read some books. Just now Miss Lu meditated and adjusted her breath. I read it for a long time before I dare to draw a preliminary conclusion."

"You are extraordinary." Lu Jia praised and asked curiously, "what are you good at?"

Ning long thought about it and said, "I'm good at fishing."

"Fishing?" Lu's marriage is full of confusion.

Ning didn't give any explanation for a long time. He was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Miss Lu, you've already gone to the purple court. Now you've fallen back to the middle of your long life. Maybe you can't have access in this life. What do you think?"

Lu Jia's face has really changed this time. Her voice is slightly cold: "do you still say that your eyesight is not good?"

Listening to her cold tone, Ning Xiaoling quickly explained, "what nonsense do you say, elder martial brother? It makes people angry."

Rather long but just quietly looking at her, as if still waiting for an answer.

Lu Qijia looked proud and said, "I can't live in a long life. I will worry about life and death at the moment, but I won't worry about the long-term future."

Ning Changchang nodded and continued to ask, "what would you think if Miss Lu accidentally fell back from her long life, or became a useless person unable to practice?"

Lu Jiajia was stunned. When she heard him say that she had fallen back into the dark, she felt some pain in her heart, which only practitioners can feel.

After a long time, she said: "if I can, I will do it again, but life is only a hundred years old, time is my only worry."

Between the words, she looks at the young man in front of her eyes with sword eyes, but she doesn't find any difference. Is it really just the young man's talent that makes her mind?

In the depth of Ning Long's eyes, the color of pain and sadness flashed by. He was silent for a while, and then he said with a smile: "Miss Lu is really brilliant and admirable."

Lu Jiajia has never been above the world. Now she is praised by an ordinary teenager who is ten years younger than herself. She has a strange feeling in her heart and says, "I can't understand you. I can see that you are proud of yourself. Although I don't know where it comes from, it's not common."

Ning Changchang said: "there are many strange people and strange things in the world. If you can get away this time, Miss Lu might as well go down the mountain and have a look."

Lu Jia nodded and said, "although the master told me before that it is not suitable for practitioners to enter the world, after this time, I am willing to try."

Ning Xiaoling listened silently, feeling that she couldn't get a word in. When they were almost chatting, Ning Xiaoling grabbed Ning Changchang's arm and said, "elder martial brother, you'd better tell me a story. Last time you said you were going to tell me a story about a poor boy's divorce, eh... By the way, it seems that the story about the little Taoist you said before didn't get married. Is the twisted melon really not sweet?"

Lu married a little surprised, and then, just a faint smile, eyes back to the cold.

For these human affairs, she has never been interested, let alone the family love path.

Ning Changchang, with a feeling on his face, said: "if the little Taoist can make a new choice, maybe he will agree to the marriage of that village."

Ning Xiaoling asked: "why?"

Ning Changjiu said: "because he has tasted the loneliness of more than 20 years of cultivation, he always gets bored when he looks at the fireworks in the world for a long time."

In fact, in the memory of his last life, sometimes it was a steaming summer, sometimes it was a snowy winter. In countless depressed nights, he really thought about going back to his 16-year-old node many times to make a new choice.

At least one more person.

But the cloud has passed, and the girl he never met has no news.

Now he is lucky to wake up in this body, and I don't know how long it has been.

Now what he can't understand is why there is such a unique and familiar atmosphere in the imperial city?

Could it be that Shifu's new closed disciple happened to pass by the imperial city?

If that's true, it's a coincidence that it's not a Book

I don't know how the new disciple was compared with himself

I'd rather stay in my mind for a long time.

Listening to him, Lu shook her head.

"I don't think it's good to get married." Ning Xiaoling mumbles. She looks at her elder martial brother in a daze and shakes her hand in front of him.

Ning Changjiu said, "I think of something else."

Ning Xiaoling wrinkled her face and said: "elder martial brother is always mysterious..."

"By the way, sister Lu is thirsty. I'll make you a pot of tea."

Lu Jia wanted to refuse.

Ning Xiaoling had already got up and walked towards the door.

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Outside the palace of the national master, there are corpses and human remains. The river of blood is full of fishy smell.

After learning that the seal was stolen yesterday, the old national master, who had been in a coma for a whole day, finally woke up.

The maid helped him up tremblingly. The old man stepped over the threshold and looked at the sky that never seemed to clear up. He began to say something and looked sad.

He knew that the old demon in the underground palace had been released, because he could sense that the country he was carrying had moved to another place, and his body seemed to have moved to a big mountain, which made it much easier.

It's just that the situation has become more and more serious.

When he woke up, the massacre outside the national division's house had ended, and the bodyguard would tremble to convey what happened outside the door. Even though the old man had experienced so many things, he could not help but feel shocked.

"The people you said... Are all dead? I can't be mistaken. Even the ghost in colorful clothes is dead? " The national master felt that he had not fully awakened.

The bodyguard said, "it can't be wrong. It's said that it was killed by... A fire."

"Flame..." the old man thought for a while and said, "is the wizard still alive?"

The bodyguard replied, "there is a body on the ground, which is hard to distinguish. But it is preliminarily determined that it belongs to the Lord."

The national master showed a wry smile. He didn't know whether he was self mocking or satirizing. "After fighting with me for most of my life, I should have been lucky now, but I didn't expect to go one step ahead of me... By the way, what about other people, are there casualties?"

The bodyguard replied, "the assassins and friars of Rongguo are the ones who died. The others, from the princes to the common people, are safe and sound."

The national master nodded, but he was not happy, because he was sure that the ancient umbrella had been swallowed.

Three spirits

According to the ancient books, if the old demon's four spirits were integrated, the power would change qualitatively again. At that time, no one in Nanzhou would be able to stop the disaster.

"Xianger, how do you want to kill..." the old man sighed, and could not help thinking of the fire in Qianyu palace a month ago.

This fire is haunting in his heart. It is also this fire that makes many people crazy.

The old man sighed and said, "go and count the corpses, and then withdraw the great array of the National Teacher's mansion. Don't waste Zhao's good fortune. Save xianger a little."

The guard is under orders.

The old fox had disappeared from the house where the corpses were everywhere.

On the fish lips of the ridge beast in the eaves of a high-rise building, the figure of the old fox appeared again. This time, he chose the body of the man wearing the sword.

This is one of his spirits. The remaining two choose the body of the woman killer and stand in a proper position outside the imperial city to confront Zhao xianger. At the moment, the figure standing on the top of the eaves, looking at the city shrouded in haze from afar, grinning cruelly. He has been repressed for 500 years. Although he has killed all the famous assassins, how can he really vent it? Today in this city, all the people outside the state of Zhao will die. Of course, the first to bear the brunt is the immortal woman who disappeared after entering the imperial city. Good hiding, but... "I found you." The old fox grinned（ Nearly 5K words, here you are!)（ Thank you for the reward from varxy and other readers!)