Beyond the Divine States

The winding Red River encircles the southern wasteland and turns it into a dead sea which is inaccessible to outsiders.

Row upon row of cities and towns are boats moored outside the dead sea.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Qijia have been on the same journey, crossing tens of thousands of mountains and rivers with their swords. After a few days of driving, they often find a small town inn to rest for a night.

The world is too vast. Countless peaks, high Gorges and deep valleys are natural barriers, which surround ordinary people in several cities and countries. At the same time, in Chongshan and Dachuan, where the purple court is hard to cross, there are many remains and many evil spirits that have never been recorded in history.

The towns and villages are scattered among them, like pearls in the palm of one's hand.

"I've been thinking about a problem these days." Lu Jiajia walked slowly on the empty and deserted mud road, looking at the new snow on the wall and talking leisurely.

"What?" Ning long looked to her side face.

"I wonder if I can walk out of the imperial city alive without you," Lu said softly

Ning Changjiu said: "it's meaningless to think about this."

"I just feel terrible," Lu said

This is the more I think about it, the more terrible it is. If I really die in another life, is it the previous life or this life?

Ning long stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek and said, "what are you afraid of? I'm really dead, aren't I? "

"Ah?" Lu's short-term doubts were reflected.

Yes, I don't know whether I can survive, but Ning Changjiu was killed by his master.

Lu's heart was a little relieved. Maybe that's why they fell in love with each other so much.

She bent her eyes and said with a smile, "don't worry, you will not stab you if you meet a good master in this life."

Ning Changjiu also said with a smile: "if you dare to stab me, then I will surely catch you after reincarnation and stab you every day."

Lu Jialing's eyes were slightly coagulated, disdaining to pay attention to him, but he asked coldly, "by the way, how beautiful was your former master?"

Rather long sincere way: "can't remember, but the appearance and temperament should be quite like marriage."

"Very similar?" Lu Jia said strangely, "I'm not your master reincarnated, am I?"

Ning Changchang thought that ran said: "no wonder I'm avenging the sword of my previous life every night."

Finish saying of words, rather long time felt the side suddenly Teng to kill intention.

People in the small town heard a thunderbolt.

They pushed the door out and looked up into the sky.

The top of the head of the snow was swept away, above, it seems that there is a white dragon transit, two Hongying one before and one after chasing away, running to the distance.

……

It's getting colder and snowier in winter.

More than a month later, they finally came to the end of southern state.

The villages are isolated, and the city and country are cut off. Although it is the same as Nanzhou, the geography and customs are quite different from those of Zhao.

A few days ago, they passed by a village and even saw the activity of offering sacrifices to the river god with five or six-year-old girls.

In the middle of winter, they wrapped a little girl in a jacket and pushed her into the ice.

Ning stopped them for a long time and asked them why they did this. They said that if there was no sacrifice, the river god would be angry and kill the whole village.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia couldn't bear it. They went into the water together and spent three days and nights. They even killed more than 30 River demons before finally giving up.

But they also know that such a thing can't really stop.

The closer the river god is to the sea of no luck, the more things happen.

Maybe there is some kind of fortune in the sea, which makes the water demon rampant.

After arriving at the end of Nanzhou, Ning Changjiu didn't immediately go to the "sea of no luck" between China and Nanzhou, but turned to the East and went to another place.

That's the valley he climbed out of after duanjie city.

Ning long follow the memory in the vast wind and snow to find there.

He stood on the cliff and looked into the distance.

"It was there that I entered the purple court." Ning long said.

It's also there. He was stabbed by the little girl in the heart evil robbery and almost died.

Thanks to simang.

Lu Jia asked, "have you passed the whole distance of the southern wilderness in duanjie city?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "the scar of time over there should be buried under the whole southern wilderness, and on it, there is a broken kingdom of God. Of course, we can't see that on the surface. "

Lu Qijia jumped up gently and took her into the deep valley.

Ning long followed.

"Where's the well you came from?" Lu asked

Ning Changjiu said: "the entrance of duanjie city should be in the east of here, far away from here."

"I want to see it," Lu said

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "no, if you want to see it, it's a whole day's journey. And that well can't be found again after it comes out, just like the Peach Blossom Land in the story. "

Looking at the snow covered Valley, Lu nodded softly and asked, "where are we going now? Direct sword across the sea of no luck

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "although the sea of no luck is not as big as Nanzhou, it's ten days and a half months' journey to cross it. If we're tired, we'd better take a boat."

Lu Jia nodded and agreed.

There are many big cities in the port connecting Nanzhou with China. The sculptures about the God of river and sea water can be seen everywhere. From a distance, there are several huge ships standing in the sea. They are connected from a distance and seem to form a city on the sea.

The sea of no luck is still surging in the cold winter, and the emerald waves are rolling in the water, swallowing the snow in the sky.

It was late at night when Ning Changjiu and Lu Qijia arrived.

They stand on the rutted streets, and the statue of water god standing on the bank is ferocious and terrifying, like a giant sea monster fighting against the tide.

"It seems that there was a God in charge of the river and the sea among the ancient gods in the early Taichu period..." Lu Jiajia recalled the records in the book.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "well, Xuanze. It was one of the six gods of Taichu in the fairy tale. Later, Xuanze fought against Zhulong and was defeated. Ten years later, the sea water in the world was completely evaporated and all souls were burned. "

"The sea water in the world is completely evaporated..." Lu Jiajia said, "has such a powerful God ever been in the world?"

"It's not a great move to steam all the water of the river and the sea. According to the legend, even Jinwu has been dried, let alone the candle dragon." Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "in the history of mythology, the candle dragon was the only true God who occupied the world in chaos. Before the great God opened the heaven and the earth, he woke up as the sun and died as the night."

It's not a secret that this myth is widely spread.

"Your golden black is really smaller." Lu Jia listened quietly and suddenly laughed.

She pulled her cloak and looked at the huge boats, thinking far away.

Ning Changjiu stands quietly with her to watch the snow.

Along the way, although they were joking and frolicking all the way, when they were near Middle Earth and imagined the huge land far away from the ocean, they were always suspicious and worried.

"By the way, is the simang also in Middle Earth?" Lu asked.

Rather long face does not change color ground um a, way: "if have predestined relationship, perhaps can meet."

Lu Jia nodded gently: "is she really a monster with blue face and tusks?"

Ning long hard scalp way: "absolutely true."

Lu looked at him and nodded suspiciously.

Ning Chang turned his head with a smile and said, "it's cold outside. Master, go back to your room first and have a rest. I'll serve you."

Lu looked at him coldly and said, "can you look a little respectable?"

"Why isn't hehuanzong a respectable family?" It's better to argue for a long time.

Lu Jia rubs the snow and smashes it.

In the distance, there are huge building ships berthing at night. Boxes of goods are unloaded from them, and many people are running in the snow.

After they chased her for a long time, Ning long approached her from behind, took a breath of heat in her palm, and gently covered her ears.

They walked slowly towards the city in the night.

Suddenly, Ning long stopped and looked not far away.

"And the coffin carriers?" Ning Changjiu is slightly confused.

……

In the early morning of the next day, when the snow stopped, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia boarded the building boat.

The price of real estate travel is expensive, but fortunately, Lu Jiajia has plenty of money. She also often reproaches herself that after she became the leader of the clan, she didn't do anything in the clan and spent all the money in the clan.

Ning Changchang did not agree: "to spend money on disciples is to invest in the future of Yujian Tianzong."

"Well, I'll pay for myself." Lu's wife was even sadder.

The building ship breathes tens of thousands of sea water, slowly breaks the waves and sails towards the Middle Earth.

It takes only half a month to get to Middle Earth.

All kinds of things were mixed up on the ship, and the goods sold by the vendors were much more expensive than those sold outside.

In their room alone, Lu Qijia broke the void of her shoulders, took out her luggage, folded the clean clothes and put them in the cupboard. Ning Changjiu put some new swords he bought on the road in the nearest position, so that he could deal with sudden changes at any time.

After finishing her clothes, she sat on the chair beside the wall, wringing her waist slightly, and her clear eyes fell on the paintings on the wall.

This hanging picture depicts a huge sea demon, which is twisted like thousands of snakes. Its body is entangled and twisted into knots one by one. Its half huge body sank in the sea, and its exposed head was cracked with sharp teeth across the head.

There is also an introduction to it beside the hanging picture. Lu Jiajia read it again. Those who go to sea call them sea devils.

"The monsters in the sea are not as fastidious as those on the ground." Lu said.

Ning long smile, he said: "can not be generalized, the sea is said to have a mermaid, born beautiful."

Lu Jia's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "no wonder you don't want to control your sword. You have to take a boat."

Ning sighed for a long time, thinking that his master was becoming more and more difficult to serve.

Lu Jiajia sat on the chair and handed over a wooden comb.

He skillfully took the comb, walked behind her and lifted up the long hair like ink.

Wood teeth flow into the hair, gently sliding, the end of the hair graceful as water.

"There should be nothing wrong with this sea?" Looking out of the window at the surging sea, Lu Jiajia was worried.

No matter what the state of the practitioner, can not rely on the eyes to see the scenery in the clear water, so many people have a natural fear of the unknown deep sea.

Ning Changchang said: "the sea is always quiet in winter. What's more, most of the really powerful creatures in the water are from the dragon family. Since the death of the ancestor dragon, and after several times of catastrophe, the dragon has gradually disappeared in the world, even the second level dragon is very rare."

"I'm not afraid of Jiaolong, of course," Lu sighed, "but you're not sure what you'll meet when you're by my side."

……

……

Each building ship has its own name. This ship, named Haiyue, is one of the largest building ships.

The deck was bustling with people coming and going, but the inner cabin was dark. In the dark, there are two shadows shuttling back and forth.

They were all dressed in black robes and swords wrapped with silver. The right skirt of their clothes was red.

In the passage, one coffin after another made of huge black and red wood was lifted down.

The coffins were solid and heavy.

They were pulled into the hidden cabin of the building ship and placed one by one. Then the faint light looked, and there were at least hundreds of coffins.

"I don't know if there is anything that can be used." The finger that wears thick black robe caresses past, sighing to say.

"It's good to finish the task assigned by the master. Success or failure is not our concern." Another said.

"Well."

"You should be more careful. It's said that we have been paying attention to our movements over there."

"Luoshulou?" The man in black robe was slightly surprised: "why does shenlou know this?"

"It's just news. I don't know whether it's true or not."

Luoshulou is one of the four sacred buildings in China. They are located in the four corners of China. Luoshulou is in the southwest, Miaomiao Lou is in the southeast, xuanhai Lou is in the northeast and Shenhua Lou is in the northwest.

The owner of the four God buildings is more mysterious than the sword sage of the sword Pavilion.

Shenlou records the history of each of them for a thousand years, and the same is true of what they guard.

Those building owners seem to have a long history.

The black robed man pondered the three words of luoshulou, sighed and said: "don't worry, don't disturb yourself. As far as I know, luoshulou is repairing the history of 500 years ago, and at a critical moment, it won't pay attention to the outside. What's more, there's a lot of activity in the valley of God crack, and many people are looking there. "

"Where is the killing court?"

"It's just a bunch of killers and lunatics... We should pay more attention to the side of Huanhuan Shenzong than them. Although they haven't moved, they are too close to the place of recovery..."

Dian Huan sect is also one of the eight great God sects in China.

"Don't think about that. I'll check if there's anything wrong with the sacrifice first."

"Well."

The man took orders and stepped down quietly.

The conversation ended in the dark.

Not bright light up.

One by one, the coffins slipped away.

The heaviest mass in the coffin is ice.

That kind of ice is not a bit mottled, filling the coffin, reflecting the wine red light in the lights, and the noisy cold fog is scattered by a dry palm.

The man in the black cloak leaned down, and his eyes in the dark looked through the clear ice, coldly at the little girl frozen in the ice.

The little girls looked as like as two peas in six or seven years old. They all wore the same golden robe, and lined up the pale skin.

They lie in the ice, their hair, eyelashes and blood vessels are very clear, their hearts seem to be beating, but they are like statues sleeping forever, looking as quiet as death.

One by one, the heavy coffins slid away.

The figure of the black robed man did not fluctuate. He was like the water flowing across the floor, floating around one coffin after another.

In order to make the mission smooth and not attract the attention of the middle tuzongmen, these little girls are still from Nanzhou.

One of them will be lucky enough to be a God in the future, while the rest will be unconscious servants. The people in black are not satisfied with these young girls. push to