Beyond the Divine States

As time goes by, Linggu gradually becomes cold. The water falling down the cliff condenses into tiny ice beads in the air, jumping between the cliff and falling down.

Ning Xiaoling, holding the blood blade of the black sword, went through a wet and cold ice valley.

She continued to move forward, and found that the huge canyon was derived from layers of downward. After she walked out of a cave, the scenery suddenly broke. Her eyes went down with the rift valley, and saw a deep gorge surrounded by clouds and fog, and there were broken statues on the stone walls on both sides.

Ning Xiaoling tightened some packages.

She stepped on the slippery stone wall with moss marks. First, she cut away the vines tangled in the air with sword Qi. Then she took a look at the foothold of the opposite cliff and drew a wonderful arc between the two cliffs. She accurately fell on the opposite protruding cliff.

Ning Xiaoling repeated so many times. After several leaps, she went through the broken valley of the statue and headed deeper.

In a flash, Ning Xiaoling came to the end of this rift valley.

She stepped on the top of the last statue, opened her eyes and looked far away.

There is the cry of apes in the forest below, and there are many white snakes in the dense forest above. They are wriggling closely on the tree, and they are in the same color with the trunk. They can't tell whether it is the branches or the body entangled by snakes.

Although Ning Xiaoling's swordsmanship is outstanding, he has a natural aversion to creatures like snakes.

Just as she was looking for her next foothold, a huge change suddenly broke out in the whole canyon.

At the foot of the fog rising, the sound of blade impact is ready to be heard, which makes the apes and birds scattered, and the snakes on the top of the trees like rain.

Ning Xiaoling squatted down, supported herself with a broken knife, looked down, and looked at what happened below. Then, she found that the red light of her blade was full of warning.

Ning Xiaoling immediately took back her sight and hid her breath with the hidden breath technique.

A moment later, the movement below disappeared.

The rising fog sank to the bottom again.

Ning Xiaoling was relieved. She hid for a while in the grottoes where the statues were carved. Until the red light of the broken knife disappeared, she reappeared. She looked for some big trees, and her figure leaped toward the end of the fog.

When he left the fog shrouded cold Canyon, Ning Xiaoling looked back and found that there were three words carved on the huge cliff, the valley of white snake.

"White snake..." Ning Xiaoling thought of the fog.

After thinking about it, she chose to turn around and return to the deep gorge again, tentatively walking to the place where the previous movement happened.

Soon after, Ning Xiaoling saw a large piece of gravel in front of him.

The gravel piled up in a disorderly way. There seems to have been a battle in the center of them, where the stones have been broken into powder, and the smoke has not completely subsided.

Ning Xiaoling didn't rush forward. She pinched Yinxi technique and looked at it in the distance for a while before finally getting close to it.

In the middle of the gravel was a hollow pit, in which there was a small pool of blood.

Ning Xiaoling leaned down and sniffed the blood - fresh human blood!

She searched around again, and then found a small broken blade. She picked up the blade, observed it, and frowned.

The breath on the blade is the sword in the secluded Pavilion!

She was a little surprised to know that there should have been a battle here before, and that battle was very short, winning and losing points, but why did the people who fought disappear without a trace?

Ning Xiaoling doesn't understand. How different is the realm in order to win or lose?

Is it Minglang who did it?

Ning Xiaoling picked up the blade and left the White Snake canyon.

She went on, through a barren field, and then came to a ruins.

This relic has luxuriant flowers and plants, and you can smell a strong and bitter fragrance from afar.

It is said that this is the hall of medicine king.

Mr. shuoling told her that there was also an immortal ghost in the ruins of the hall of medicine king. According to the usual practice in previous years, the ghost of medicine king would guard a spiritual treasure with excellent quality, but the king of medicine was very difficult to deal with.

When approaching the medicine king hall, Ning Xiaoling killed a white Python blocking the road, and then stopped before a broken stone step.

Boom!

There was a loud crash in the distance.

Ning Xiaoling hid behind the stone wall and observed for a while. Soon, three wounded disciples walked out of the hall together.

Ning Xiaoling didn't know them, but he soon guessed their identity - the disciple of Youming Yimai.

She knew that there was a famous group in the nether world. There were five disciples in the group. Although there was no outstanding one among the five disciples, the worst one was also a monk in the beginning of long life.

He said that Mr. Ling had warned her that the disciples in that group might find a way to form a small team to search for Lingbao together after entering Linggu, and then divide up the final income. You must be careful when you meet them.

Now it seems that they have enough of three people.

Ning Xiaoling hid behind the stone wall and looked at them for a while. After confirming that they were not her opponents, she went out.

At the moment, the defeated three people in the medicine king hall are sitting on the ground, healing each other.

"The medicine king is even stronger than what he said..." a disciple took out the grinded herbs and handed them to the other two brothers.

The other two took over, and then said, "yes, just a little bit closer to winning. If only there were more people."

"Well, it's a pity that the other two younger martial brothers and sisters don't know where the transmission has gone. After so long, there's still no news at all."

"Yes, the longer we wait, the more dangerous it will be. The terrain of the Spirit Valley is complex. Other disciples will not be able to touch it for a while, but if the Ming corridor comes, we will have to give up."

"Ming Lang..."

Ziting realm and Changming realm are qualitative changes. Changming realm can only control the sword for a long time, while Ziting can directly step into the air by virtue of emptiness. It can be said that Ziting has an advantage in this kind of complex valley. However, it takes at least three or five days to walk the whole Valley with the cultivation of Minglang.

"Minglang should not look up to these Lingbao. What he is looking for is the first one. As long as you can get it, the Ming corridor will be the leader. "

"The first spirit thing... I'm afraid it's hard to find. The Spirit Valley Dabi in the past, many times and only in the last few hours, found that Spirit Valley out of the deep mountains and forests."

"Well, let's first set traps and communication patterns on all the nearby roads leading to here, and then heal our wounds. After that, let's go to the medicine king hall to have a try." One suggested.

"OK, listen to elder martial brother."

Then they began to talk about the Lingbao they found.

The three of them made a concerted effort to find two pieces of Lingbao, but almost all of them were at the bottom of the rank, which was not much different from that of the dead.

"Only two." Ning Xiaoling was disappointed.

As they were talking, a slight trampling sound sounded. They looked shocked and looked back.

I saw a petite little girl carrying a knife and a bag, walking gently along the broken stone road and climbing slowly along it.

"Who is it?" The man immediately grasped the sword in his hand and stood up from the ground. The other two quickly put the two pieces of Lingbao back into the cloth bag.

Before Ning Xiaoling could answer, another disciple also got up and said, "are you the only one in the imperial spirit?"

Ning Xiaoling was slightly surprised: "do you know me, too?"

The man said with a smile: "little younger martial sister, don't you know how famous you are? The whole clan doesn't know you very much. "

"Well?" Ning Xiaoling was surprised. She subconsciously touched her cheek, thinking that I'm not xianger's elder sister, and that I don't look as shocking as that, right?

The man explained: "although I didn't go to the fishing competition in youyue lake last time, my younger martial sister was very skilled. She broke the record of our ancient lingzong, which is more than twice as strong as the last one. We have been talking about Youming for many days."

It's actually this

"... just a fluke." Ning Xiaoling light way. She didn't even know she was in the competition.

"So this is a famous young girl." Another disciple suddenly bowed to Ning Xiaoling.

Ning Xiaoling, who originally wanted to rob, was saluted by the other party. He was a little embarrassed to start.

Ning Xiaoling asked knowingly, "are you going to fight the king of medicine?"

The three elder martial brothers nodded and said, "yes. It's just that the three of us are not good at learning, which makes younger martial sister laugh. Well... If younger martial sister Xiaoling joins us, we'll defeat the king of medicine and capture Lingbao together. When we get out of the valley, we'll share some with you. "

In their eyes, Ning Xiaoling has no reason to refuse. Although this little girl is the famous King of fishing, she spent 20 breath to get her sword. She is the weakest among the 24 people. Now if she follows them, she may be able to get some oil and water. If she is a person, she can only bump around in the spirit valley like a headless fly.

"No need." Ning Xiaoling said sincerely.

"Why?" They asked in surprise, "don't you want the king of Medicine's treasure?"

Ning Xiaoling said, "I'll just go and get it myself."

They were stunned and immediately laughed: "little younger martial sister, don't you think we've been hurt so badly that we've also hurt the king of medicine? It's useless. Unless we beat him in the hall of the king of medicine, he will recover much faster than us. "

Ning Xiaoling said, "thank you for your kind advice."

They looked at Ning Xiaoling and said, "younger martial sister, don't you trust us?"

"No

"Then why are you?"

Ning Xiaoling thought about it and said truthfully: "in fact, I'm here to rob you."

She said seriously and raised the knife in her hand. Her eyes were shining on her pretty face.

Three people are a Leng at first, immediately laughed: "younger martial sister is so silly and lovely, our elder martial brother can't bear to start."

"Just make a sword." Ning Xiaoling road.

They said, "don't regret that little younger martial sister."

Ning Xiaoling solemnly said: "no, Xiaoling does things, Xiaoling should."

She pulled out the blade, pointed it at them and cleaved it carefully.

Scream in front of the medicine king hall.

Ning Xiaoling's loveliness is like her camouflage. When the black blade lights up, her temperament changes. The ancient lingzong's original mental skill and swordsmanship urge her at the same time. The gray dark air is like long and thin smoke dragons, dancing out with a deep will of death, filling her whole body.

The three elder martial brothers were not ordinary people either. At the first time, they formed a separate array and put out their swords together to block Ning Xiaoling's sword.

The sword collided with the sword, and the wind from the blade and the air cut through the ruins.

One of the three disciples is the first realm of long life, and the other is the middle realm of long life. If they join hands on weekdays, they will be very difficult to deal with. However, at this moment, they are injured a lot in the battle with the king of medicine. Ning Xiaoling is barely sneaking attack. When he is caught off guard, the knife is like a water monster rushing into the pond, which makes the fish scattered and smash each one, just like a massacre.

From the beginning, the war has been on one side.

After a while, Ning Xiaoling put away the knife.

"Three elder martial brothers." She took out the Lingbao from their cloth bag and stuffed it into her own bag. Then, in the eyes of the three people who fell to the ground shocked and resentful, she walked slowly into the hall of the king of medicine.

A moment later, a disciple who still didn't believe in failure pulled up from the ground: "how can this dead girl be so powerful?"

"She must have been clumsy... She must have pretended at that time! I didn't expect to look so beautiful and lovely on the outside, but I don't know who I learned from inside

"If we were not injured, where would she be our opponent?"

"Well, forget it, the little girl is really powerful, but she is too big. The king of medicine is not a troublesome role. We will take back the Lingbao when she is taught by the king of medicine!"

The three nodded. They didn't believe that Ning Xiaoling could defeat Yao Wang. They were waiting outside the door while they were healing.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaoling came out of the medicine king hall.

She was holding the pestle in her hand. Her white dress was clean and she didn't look hurt at all.

She looked at the three for a moment.

"Are the three elder martial brothers waiting for me?" Asked Ning Xiaoling.

A brief silence.

The three felt that they had met a ghost. They rubbed their eyes and ran away.

Ning Xiaoling didn't go after him.

After they left, she looked at the medicine King pestle in her hand, her eyes narrowed into a line.

Previously, there was no fighting in the hall of medicine king.

In the depth of the main hall, she saw the huge ghost in the dark, wearing official clothes. Although the spirit had been silent for many years, it still had the strength of half step of the purple court. Relying on the foundation of this site, he could survive for at least hundreds of years.

After seeing Ning Xiaoling, the great spirit of the king of medicine not only didn't have any hostility, but also took out the pestle and respectfully sent it to Ning Xiaoling.

Ning Xiaoling was not shocked by this scene. After all, it happened once in Youge.

But she didn't know what she was hiding, which was worthy of the respect of these ancient spirits.

Ning Xiaoling took the medicine King pestle and said thanks. Just as he was about to leave, the medicine King stopped her, spoke slowly and taught her a Heart Sutra about Youming.

Ning Xiaoling is a little flattered.

But at the end of the teaching, Yao Wang suddenly showed a look of pain.

He opened his eyes like a copper bell and stared at Ning Xiaoling. He said in a trembling voice: "the emperor is not in the palace... Be careful!"

With these words, Yao Wang's figure faded away and disappeared into the mural again.

"Is the emperor not in the palace? "Be careful?" Ning Xiaoling whispered to herself: "be careful what?"

She felt a little uneasy.

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Haiguo, Caijun fairy palace.

This is the morning when the Dragon Mother banquet begins.

Ning Changchang wakes up from her bed. Lu Jiajia has already closed her clothes and sits beside the carved wooden table. The incense from the smoke reflects her swaying posture.

"Daddy's awake." Qiu Yue squatted on the balcony and looked at Ning Chang with a smile.

Ning long um a, get up to go to the side of the land married, asked: "how ready?"

Lu said: "I heard that there are disciples coming to the sword Pavilion."

Ning Changchang asked: "the famous Seven disciples of the sword pavilion?"

Lu Jiajia nodded gently: "it's said that the seven disciples and eight disciples of the sword pavilion are the same body of the sword spirit. The eight disciples are guarding the tianbang at the moment. The more powerful seven disciples are coming to the Dragon Mother banquet."

I've heard about it for a long time.

It is unprecedented that the disciples of the sword pavilion have traveled thousands of miles to attend the Dragon Mother banquet in the South most sea of China.

Ning Changchang said: "don't worry, these famous disciples all respect their own identity. I don't think they will end up in person."

Lu Qijia chuckled and said, "should a famous disciple respect his status? I don't need it? "

Ning Changchang remembered that the wife of the Sword Fairy he had abducted was the master of the sword heaven sect.

With a smile, he discussed swordsmanship and swordsmanship with Lu Jiajia for a while.

"Which one are you going to?" Lu asked

Ning Changjiu said: "actually, I've already thought about it."

"Well?" Lu Jia looked sideways.

Ning long did not answer immediately.

He put on a snow-white coat, slowly got up and walked to the back of Qiu Yue.

The little girl is like a child full of curiosity about the world. She is looking at a shy flower in the potted plant, and doesn't realize that Ning has been standing behind her for a long time.

The sun came in and fell on Qiu Yue's cheek and hair, as well as on Ning Long's front.

This scene even looks a little warm.

Ning long gently raised his hand, the light between his fingers and the sunlight outside the window into the same color.

Lu married Xiumei frown, TANKOU light Zhang, but did not speak.

Ning long pointed his finger to Qiu Yue's back neck.

Qiu Yue carefully looked at the flowers in the pot, and didn't realize the fingers on her back.

His fingers almost touched the small transparent hairs on Qiu Yue's neck.

They were shaded by a curtain.

Outside the shadow, the girl looks at the flowers, and in the shadow, there are plenty of killing opportunities.

Lu's eyebrows grew tighter and tighter.

Ning long calmly took back his fingers, casually said with a smile: "nature is the way of choice."

Lu's look relaxed and said, "Tao? Oh, if you don't say it, I almost forget that you used to be a little Taoist. "

Ning Changchang said: "yes, if I can't win the first prize, I'm sorry for the cultivation of my master."

Lu's breath is half taken.

She knew that the master he spoke of was not himself.

Qiu Yue, who was appreciating the flowers, heard their words and said, "isn't my father's master his mother? My mother is not a Taoist

Pop!

Rather long no longer hesitated, hand knife fell, accurately hit her back neck.

But again, it was unexpected.

Qiu Yue didn't have any resistance that she expected. She was dizzy and her body was shaking. She directly fell on the table and fainted.

Lu looked at her and said, "I've explored her many times."

Ning Changjiu said, "me too."

"Do you still don't believe her?" Lu asked

"I don't believe we'll meet normal people." Ning Changjiu said with a self mocking smile: "and after so many days, I have no idea what she is going to do."

Lu Jia's red lips sipped lightly and shook her head slightly.

Ning long way: "this little girl mouth is really sweet, but you can't be easily cheated by her."

Lu said: "yes, I was cheated by you."

Ning long smile.

Lu Qijia stood up, put on her clothes, and walked slowly to Qiu Yue's side. Looking at the little girl's delicate body, she said, "my sword eyes and your God pupil can't see anything unusual. If she is really not an ordinary girl, then who can she be?"

Ning long-term convergence smile, said: "this is what I worry about."

Lu asked, "will you put her here later?"

"Well." Ning long nodded.

He didn't dare to say too much, although at the moment they were all using polyphonic words, but he was still not sure that the little girl could hear.

Before the competition of dragon mother banquet, it was a feast to worship the gods of heaven and earth.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia are sitting in the Caijun fairy palace, with emerald blue waves under their feet, and countless veils in front of them.

In the center, colorful liulizi float slowly under the water, reflecting colorful light, and what they hold is slowly rising one by one, until they float to the cloud platform outside the high-rise building.

On the top of the cloud platform are the mythical fantasies of countless ancient immortals and beasts.

"That's the six gods of Taichu." Ning long looked to the highest.

On the top of the cloud platform, there are six parallel images of ancient gods.

"The six gods of Taichu? Does tiancang ZuLong like them? " Lu Jiadao.

Lu Jiajia doesn't know much about that long-standing myth. Ning Changjiu read the relevant records in the lotus Book Pavilion in charge of the eldest martial sister.

Ning Changchang said: "it was the six ancient gods who dominated the heaven and earth at the beginning of the birth of the world from chaos to rebirth. They were Xuanze, tianzang, Zhulong, Sui Bodhi, Huanghe Longque and Mingjun. The first five represent the power of water, gold, fire, wood and earth. At that time, things similar to time or destiny had not been discovered. They were the most original and powerful elements when heaven and earth first came into being. The nether world and death controlled by Pluto are the home of all souls, and the heaven and earth at that time were under the control of these six. "

"It is said that Sui Bodhi is the original king of today, while Huanghe dragon finch is the rosefinch that has been reborn from the earth. The others can't be traced back... "Ning Changjiu said, and suddenly said with a smile:" of course, these are also remote legends, and it's hard to determine whether they are true or false. " As they were saying this, the stories of the ancient gods fell from the top of the cloud platform. The first thing to start is the war between tianzang and Mingjun. They are famous enemies who never die. According to the legend, the land and Nanzhou were originally one, which was their wars. They broke the veins of the earth and chiseled out the vast sea of no luck. Today, on the map of Haiguo, the borderline between China and southern Zhou can be more accurately spliced. When Ning long said this, in the sacrificial banquet, the flow of people was like weaving, and the big figures from all sides came to the scene in an endless stream. In the sea water around Caijun fairy palace, six revolving sound box like buildings slowly come to the surface. Some of them are full of music, some of them are full of sword spirit, some of them are like flowers, some of them are like rain... Ning and Lu Jiajia look at each other for a long time, and each of them walks towards an immortal building（ Thank you for your support and encouragement