Beyond the Divine States

Winter, cold wind over the wild, a white world.

Zhao xianger left three days ago.

After Zhao xianger left, the first snow of Zhao kingdom fell down, which lasted for several days and nights.

The vision of the imperial city of Zhao is well known all over the world. The imperial throne is in vain. The song side takes the imperial edict of the female emperor and supervises the country by phases. Because it has been arranged in advance, no major changes have taken place.

About the wedding, there were also the visions of heaven and earth and the disappearance of her majesty, which caused a great sensation in various countries.

The news that people get is that it sounds like a legend, but it is very close to the truth - Her Majesty is the real son of God. She used to live in the world, but now she has returned to heaven to find her immortal mother.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia stayed in the state of Zhao for three days.

On the first day, they walked from the general's residence to jiulingtai in the imperial city and watched the Crimson Sunset fall into the city.

Just watch the sunset together, after all, one less person.

The next day, they came to Linhe City. Ning Changjiu told Lu Jiajia what happened here.

"At that time, Mrs. Bai had great ambition. She wanted to refine nine Fengdu like this again, and then put them together into ten halls of hell to recreate the glorious underworld thousands of years ago." Ning long stood by the sand and water, pointed to the original mythological logic of the pillar, recalled: "it's a pity that there is something wrong with this pillar."

"What's the problem?" Lu asked naturally.

"Mrs. Bai is a fragment of an ancient god's body. She speculates that the ancient God died in the chaos of heaven and earth 500 years ago." Ning long stretched out his hand in his sleeve, gently brushed the snow off the copper painting, and said, "although her guess is not much different from the fact, it's a pity that she met your erudite master and husband, who was easily identified."

Lu Jia looked down at the bronze painting and said with a smile, "yes, my husband and master are really powerful."

Ning Changjiu pointed to the other side of the river and said with a gentle smile: "at the beginning, we had a confrontation with Mrs. Bai across the river. Xianger and Xiaoling and I played together. After many plots were overturned, we finally used the balance law of the other side to break the seal and beat her. It's something that rosefinch didn't expect

Lu's eyes were slightly curved, and her figure in a Velvet Cloak was warm in the snow.

She said, "yes, without your brothers and sisters, Mrs. Bai would not have been able to build the kingdom of God. Master really helped a lot."

Rather for a long time hands together sleeve, sigh: "is for the husband to resist inside have no square."

Lu Jia smiles gently.

They walked through the ice covered river together and watched the snowy willow on the bank.

Soon after, Han Xiaosu rose from the bottom of the river in a hurry. Seeing Ning Changjiu, he quickly bowed and said, "benefactor... Why are you here?"

Ning long and gentle way: "walk at will."

Han Xiaosu looks at the beautiful woman beside him. She once asked Ning Xiaoling what is the relationship between her benefactor and Lord Lu Feng. At that time, Xiaoling only said that she was a master and apprentice, and that her elder martial brother had a fiancee. This is a world-famous affair with her Majesty's marriage. Now that her majesty has just left, she is with her master in a twinkling of an eye?

This... Deserves to be a benefactor. Dare to love, dare to marry, and risk the world's great injustice!

"I've met Lu Feng... Eh, suzerain, eh... En Niang?" Han Xiaosu struggled in his heart and changed several names, but he didn't know how to call them.

After thinking for a while, Lu said, "just call me auntie."

"Well... Mother." Han Xiaosu nodded hard, but he always felt strange.

Ning long asked with a smile some recent situation.

Han Xiaosu responded one by one.

Ning Changchang said: "it's good to practice in this way. You don't have to be eager for quick success and instant benefit. When the ancestral hall is completed and the golden body is formed, it's the real way to go."

Han Xiaosu nodded cleverly, but she didn't seem to care much about these. She just said, "when will my benefactor go to pick up my younger sister?"

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia looked at each other and said with a gentle smile, "I'll be gone in two days."

Han Xiaosu is looking forward to it and thanks again and again. She can't bear the cold and wind. After chatting for a while, she went back to the warm bottom of the river.

Lu Jia said: "the God envoy of the rosefinch said that the fragments of Mingjun's power gathered by Mrs. Bai have disappeared. It should be in this little girl's body."

Ning Changchang nodded and said, "it's also possible that it's the boy named Shubai. It's really unusual that he has such a constitution that he can survive."

Lu said: "in a word, it's a big chance."

They passed the riverside city.

On the last day, they came to the white city.

Baicheng experienced a heavy snow, and now it is plain white. The flag of Zhao Kingdom on the wall is flying in the wind, like a flamingo always flapping its wings in the same place.

They came to the empty platform.

"Do you want to return home?" Ning long asked.

Lu said, "what do you do in Huizong?"

Ning Changchang said, "you are the master of Tianzong now. It's not good to be away from the peak for too long."

Lu said with a smile, "I have no face to go back now. When I go there, I will hear people talk about our affairs. I wish I could find a hole to drill down."

Ning long thought about the cableway: "well, there is nothing else in tiankufeng, but there are many caves."

"You..." Lu was very angry.

Ning long rubbed the temple, some headache.

These two days, when they went to restaurants and teahouses, the whole room was almost full of these words.

Zhao xianger and Lu Jiajia are both the most beautiful Fairies in the state. Their supporters are numerous, and they have a lot of quarrels over this matter. Now, Zhao xianger has just left, so their support for her has also gained the upper hand. There are also many chivalrous people who have threatened to chop Naning for a long time. There are even spontaneous organizations established by the people, called xiajiucai, to encourage them to punish the men who are in two boats. In just one day, this organization joined more than 100 people, both men and women, each with a unique academic title and a loud nickname, which is very bluffing.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "originally, I wanted to live in my family for two days. Now it seems that I should take more care of my married face."

"Huizong for two days?" Lu said, "do you still want to bully me in front of my disciples?"

Ning long thought of that scene, said: "if let Le Rou see, that little girl can doubt life."

Lu said unhappily, "forget what we said? In front of outsiders, I will always be your master. "

Ning long smiles and nods.

He asked again, "really not going back? I want to sit down and listen to master's lecture again. "

Lu shook her head and said firmly, "I want to leave Nanzhou now."

Although her heart of cultivation is light, she doesn't want to face the strange eyes of those familiar people.

Ning Changchang said: "four peaks can't have no owner in a day."

"What do you want?" she said

Ning Changjiu suggested: "why don't we make a little bride and let her go back to guard the mountain gate?"

Lu's cheek was slightly red and she chided, "what do you think all day long?"

Rather long between eyebrows smile gentle: "also right, this kind of thing really can't act too hastily."

He bit the last few words very hard.

Lu Jia turned a deaf ear.

She held the railing and looked at the white color of the city. After a moment, she stretched her arms lazily, bent up slightly, looked back and said with a smile, "it's so cold."

"You are in the purple court..." Ning long looked at her raised lips, the words stopped in the middle, and said with a smile: "marriage is also a fox."

"Don't slander people." Lu Jiajia retorts in a soft voice. Between her words, her fingers skim over the plain snow on the railing, pick up a little, and gently put it into the mouth of sandalwood. Her long cold eyes are slightly closed, and her tongue is slightly pursed.

Quiet and clear.

Ning long held her from behind.

They watched the snow for a long time on the railings, and then reached a certain meaning of soaring on the platform.

The next day, when the snow stopped, they set out North for Middle Earth.

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Ancient lingzong, southwest of Middle Earth.

"Xiaoling, you are always distracted when you practice Taoism these days. Do you have something on your mind?" Mr. shuoling came up to her and tapped on her desk.

Ningxiaoling back to God, looking at Mr. Ling, words with apology: "no... it's OK."

Said Mr. Ling: "well, if you have something on your mind, you can talk to me after class."

Ning Xiaoling nodded gently.

The rest of the disciples looked at the scene and felt jealous.

In fact, Mr. Ling is very strict, but she always has special patience and gentleness towards Ning Xiaoling. No wonder she is eccentric. Who doesn't like a girl who is so quiet and doesn't make trouble?

But in the past month or so, Ning Xiaoling hardly practiced well and attended lectures. Mr. Ling and the rest of his disciples saw this.

Said that Mr. Ling knew that this was related to the attack and killing of the mysterious girl who called herself Xueyuan a month ago.

This should have caused great psychological trauma to Ning Xiaoling.

Although she had some guidance, it was useless. She had to wait for herself to come out of it.

It's just a pity that this time the patriarch Dabi and Ning Xiaoling have fallen so much behind that it's hard to get a satisfactory ranking.

"You are now living a long life. Now you should make a good impact on the peak of your long life. If you can make a breakthrough in three years, you may become one of the most outstanding people in the history of zongmen." Mr. shuoling said earnestly: "this is your top priority now."

Ning Xiaoling nodded gently: "Sir, I know. I will try my best."

Mr. shuoling looked at her and finally said with relief, "after all, you've only been here for half a year. If you can't do it this time, it will be the same two years later. Don't be discouraged."

Ning Xiaoling should come down, she sat upright, spread out the book, pretended to read seriously, only read half a day is still the first page.

Said Mr. Ling looking at her, gently shaking his head, thinking that if a good seedling really so destroyed, it can only regret.

After reading the book for a while, they said that Mr. Ling sent them blank rice paper, and then asked them to come up and draw bamboo slips.

Each bamboo slip is engraved with several questions about the mental skills of the school.

The mental method of the ancient lingzong is complex. If they make mistakes in practice, they may be possessed by the devil. Therefore, they often have examinations on the content of mental method.

After they finished the exercise nervously, they compared the bamboo slips and began to answer the questions.

Ning Xiaoling bit the pen pole and finished the paper in a daze.

The days passed as usual.

Ning Xiaoling has adapted to this kind of life. She thought it would go on like this until the attack... She always worried about Nanzhou, about her master, sister Xiang'er and elder martial brother. She couldn't concentrate when she was practicing Taoism.

No wonder they always say that Tao is the way to heaven for the merciless.

After writing the papers, the monks began to discuss one after another.

Ning Xiaoling is absent-minded to look out of the window.

"How was your answer this time?"

"Eight or nine is ten, and you?"

"I think I'm safe too... Where's brother Jia?"

"I... I don't recite very well. Many of them are written while guessing."

"Ah, younger martial sister, how about you? I think you finished it very early. " Someone knocked Ning Xiaoling's table and asked.

Ning Xiaoling scratched his head and faltered: "I just fill in the blanks based on my impression."

The man nodded suspiciously. After all, Ning Xiaoling was not serious with her naked eyes this month. After this assessment, she can regain the chief favor of Mr. shuoling.

Not long after class, Mr. Ling said that he had gone back and looked at Ning Xiaoling seriously and said, "come out for a while."

Ning Xiaoling went out.

The rest of the people have speculated, is not Mr. finally do not indulge, to "pain under the killer".

Ning Xiaoling is also a little nervous.

"News is coming from Nanzhou." After Mr. shuoling went out, he said.

"Ah?" Ning Xiaoling was surprised.

Said Mr. Ling thought she didn't hear clearly, said: "a month ago, I reported the snow kite, zongmen sent people to chase and kill to Nanzhou, but there was no result, today finally came the news."

Ning Xiaoling asked cautiously, "what's the news?"

Mr. shuoling said: "Xueyuan had a fight with a female emperor of the state of Zhao in Nanzhou over the imperial city. I don't know whether it will win or lose. In short, both of them disappeared in the end. There were other people who took part in the battle. They were swordsmen. It seemed that they were the masters of a certain sect."

"Shifu..." Ning Xiaoling was surprised and said, "is Shifu OK?"

Mr. shuoling suddenly said: "it's the master of Yujian Tianzong... It should be nothing, but now the news is not clear. By the way, the girl seems to have a fiance. He... "

"That's my elder martial brother." Ning Xiaoling said.

Mr. shuoling looked at her serious face and thought that he would not tell her the bad words about her elder martial brother.

She said: "in a word, Xueyuan and the one suspected to be huofenghuang have disappeared. It's a disgrace to our ancient lingzong. I don't think they will give up. You can rest assured. "

Ning Xiaoling nodded.

I hope sister Xiang'er doesn't have any more problems

She thought silently and asked in a voice, "Sir, will all souls in the world return to the hell hall after they die?"

Mr. shuoling shook his head and said, "there is no temple of the underworld in the world. After people die, unless they immediately gather up their souls, they will only disappear as ghosts in the world."

Ning Xiaoling is more confused.

"Don't think too much about it," said Mr. Ling. "Now the Dabie of Linggu is what you really have to worry about."

Linggu Dabi is an examination of the young disciples of the ancient lingzong. The place of the examination is in the ruins of the Shinto of the ancient lingzong.

The Shinto is in a vast Valley, in which demons are feeding and evil spirits are rampant. The ancient lingzong will put a main treasure and many exotic treasures together in the deep valley of Shinto. The monks go into the valley to search for the main treasure, and the one who gets the main treasure is the chief. They can also own the treasure, and the rest of them are determined according to the rank of other exotic treasures.

This not only assesses the cultivation of the disciples, mental strength, but also... Luck.

But usually, luck works only when the strength is equal. Since the founding of Linggu Dabi, almost all the people who won the first place were the most favored disciples at that time, and there were few accidents.

Ning Xiaoling took a deep breath and thought that Xueyuan was not as beautiful as xianger's sister, so she was certainly not as powerful as xianger's sister. Now that I'm in mediocre cultivation, I'm worried that it's useless. I'd better improve my level earlier. Later, I'd better find a way to get my elder martial brother's soul out of the abyss. If my elder martial brother becomes a ghost after a long time, she will really blame herself all her life.

"Well, I'll listen to the class well in the future, do a good job of vest method, and don't answer disorderly." Ning Xiaoling made a serious promise.

Mr. Ling looks slightly strange.

"What's the matter?" Ning Xiaoling thought that her husband was angry.

Mr. shuoling said with no expression: "just keep the status quo. I've just read your answer paper, and it's still full marks."

"Ah, oh..."

Ning Xiaoling thought that she had written blindly by feeling.

Linggu Dabi in a month later, Ning Xiaoling's every opponent is outstanding young people

In the eyes of outsiders, she is just a "chicken head" in a very weak group. Compared with the phoenix tail of those excellent groups, she can only fight back and forth.

Ning Xiaoling had confidence in herself at first. She wanted to learn from her elder martial brother. After hiding her clumsiness, she made a big splash. But half a month later, her dream of winning the first place was shattered.

It is reported that among the younger generation, there is a young man who was favored by the ghost of the ancient lingzong. At the age of 22, he successfully broke the robbery and entered the purple court.

Ziting and Changming are the gap between heaven and earth, and he is also the only one who has crossed that pass among the sad young disciples.

Linggu Dabi should have no suspense.

Before long, a bigger thing will shake the whole southern state.

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Zhongtu, command tower, beyond tianbang.

The order building is the place where the major doors issue notices. Those notices are graded according to the floor level, and the highest place is tianbang.

Once the order of tianbang is issued, it will spread to the whole of China. All sects must respect the content of tianbang. At the end of each year, tianbang's own Bangling will also develop a map to write out the top ten strong men in China.

In addition to Jiansheng always ranked first, the rest of the occasional ups and downs.

If you want to make an order in tianbang, you need not only money and treasures, but also extraordinary strength. Each person who makes the list can last for three months at most, and if you beat him, you can get the qualification for the next three months.

All major departments are proud to be able to make orders in tianbang.

Today, the disciples of xuandansheng Pavilion, one of the eight great God sects in China, are guarding the tianbang.

This disciple is now on the seventh floor of the purple court, and he is really outstanding among the younger generation in xuandansheng Pavilion.

According to the rules of tianbang, keeping the list is not allowed to surpass the purple court, because although the peerless friars in the five paths played brilliantly, the cost and effort of repairing the command building were too great.

Now there is a tacit agreement among the sect. When one side keeps the list, the other sects seldom disturb. After all, even the eight gods sect has little need to tell the whole Middle Earth about the important events.

But this tacit understanding was broken today.

A young man with a thin sword on his waist and dressed in black walked slowly up the stairs until he reached the top of the sky.

The disciple of xuandansheng Pavilion holds a magic gun with a smooth surface like a mirror. He looks at the visitor and raises his eyebrows slightly.

"Who?" He asked.

"The winner." He said.

"Do you know who I am?" The man with the gun asked.

"I know. Xiao Qiu has been practicing Taoism for 36 years. Now, on the seventh floor of the purple court, he once refined the pill of devouring the gods and destroying the gods. He is famous." The young man in black looked at him and said seriously.

Xiao Qiu also looked serious. He got up from outside the pavilion of tianbang with his sword and said, "you are very confident?"

The swordsman in Black said, "I am in the same realm as you. I will not underestimate you."

Xiao Qiu squinted.

The swordsman in black stepped into the wooden hall of tianbang.

This wooden hall is the duel place for those who won the list. The shield array around is strong.

At the top of the wooden hall is the tianbang, which is known all over the world.

The moment the man in black stepped into the wooden hall, the competition was officially started.

"Got it."

Xiao Qiu stood on his side, pulled out his long gun, held it with one hand, and pointed to the front.

The swordsman in black closed his eyes, retreated and bowed forward. His body was as tight as a well tempered sword. Before the sword came out of its sheath, the clear meaning of the sword penetrated the whole wooden hall.

Xiao Qiu's face changed slightly: "the sword spirit is the same?"

The swordsman in black didn't respond.

Master once told him that the unity of sword and spirit is a gift from God. It's a spirit made by the ancient Shimu kingdom. It's a combination of 81 immortal swords scattered in the world and human beings. Looking at the whole world, there are at most 81 swords and spirits. In fact, most swords are still in a state of no master. There are no more than 30 known swords and spirits.

He and his seven elder martial brothers are all of the same body.

Master himself said that he was even more compatible with Jianling than his elder martial brother.

It makes him proud.

Because once he is stronger than elder martial brother, he will be the No.1 in the world.

In tianbang wooden hall, Xiao Qiu's figure with a gun has jumped out.

His gun is like a mirror.

This mirror like material has a miraculous ability - it can reflect virtual images.

This is the real phantom gun. So at the moment when the spear came out, the body of the gun shook into innumerable continuous phantoms. Those phantoms were like a sudden strong wind. They reflected on each other, kept splitting at a speed of hundreds of times, and instantly filled the whole wooden hall,. The body of the gun is not visible, but it's all visible. The cold light filled every corner of the wooden hall, and the suffocating pressure hit the rock like black clothes like a wave. The swordsman in black didn't move. He stood still, like an arrow that was about to leave but never fired. The sound of the sword is clear when the killing machine full of gun shadow fills the wooden hall, just like a peach blossom floating in the snowstorm. He was still standing still. But if you look closely, you will find a white shadow rushed out of his body, into the vast gun shadow. That's his sword spirit! At the moment when the shadow of the gun rises, the sword spirit draws the sword, rushes, cuts horizontally and vertically, and the square cross lights up. Then the two crossed sword lights instantly turn into tens of thousands of interwoven lines, the center of the sword Qi, and the swordsman in black doesn't know when to move. He comes first, and then comes first. He is integrated with the white sword spirit. Zheng!!! Gun shadow and sword shadow smash together. The wooden hall is clear. The point of the sword is against the point of the gun“ You are... "Xiao Qiu couldn't see the trauma, but his voice was trembling. The swordsman in black collected his sword, passed by him, pointed out a finger, and stabilized his internal injury. The disciple of Shenzong was defeated by a sword. Xiao Qiu knew that there was only one answer: "sword pavilion? Are you from the sword pavilion? "“ Yes The swordsman in black replied, "eight disciples of the sword Pavilion, zhansi."“ It's Mr. eight of the sword Pavilion. I'm sorry. " Xiao Qiu smiles and salutes him. Instead of feeling frustrated, he felt proud even though he was defeated. It's just that the sword Pavilion is already a top one, but it hasn't been listed in the sky. Why... Is there something big going on? Without saying a word, zhansi walked up the stairs to tianbang. After today, the news that the sword Pavilion will recruit the fourteenth disciple will spread all over the world（ The outline will be exhausted... When the plot is well conceived, the double watchmen will be restored.)（ Thanks to the leader Ning Changjiu and the leader yzxmly!! Thank you for your great support and love for the work.)