Beyond the Divine States

"Rather long?"

Sounds like a very common name... The moral is good. Although the disciples had never heard of it, they all left an impression in their hearts.

Ning Xiaoling stood on the edge of the cliff, her blood stained skirt dancing with the wind. When she said this, she was in high spirits and had a feeling of high spirited.

When Zhu Ding looked at the little girl, he suddenly thought of the picture hanging in the deepest part of the door.

They don't look like

The old man took one hand and rubbed his beard with the other. He sighed for a long time. The sighing sound was like the wind wandering in the valley, gently erasing the woman's figure from his mind.

"This time, Linggu is bigger than the leader, Ning Xiaoling." Zhu Ding took a deep look at Ning Xiaoling and announced the result.

Ning Xiaoling gently saluted and said, "thank you, martial uncle."

When Zhu Ding looked at the long knife in her hand, he frowned again: "what you hold in your hand..."

Ning Xiaoling looked at the knife which was connected with her heart. She held it more tightly and said, "this is my knife."

"Do you know what kind of knife you have?" Zhu Ding asked

Ning Xiaoling was a little worried, for fear that it would be taken back in the name of returning the treasure of the clan to its original owner.

After thinking about it, she said sincerely, "it's said to be a sacred tea."

Zhu Ding confirms what he thinks. If Ning Xiaoling hadn't pulled out the sword, he would have forgotten that it was still worshipped in Youge.

His old heart was full of waves: "do you know what the divine tea is?"

Ning Xiaoling said, "it's said that it's one of the swords of Mingjun."

Zhu Ding was puzzled and said, "are you not surprised... Or afraid at all?"

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "elder martial brother said that people only need to be afraid of the unknown, eh... For example, when my martial uncle stands in front of me, I will not feel afraid, even feel very safe. Because we all know that martial uncle will not harm his disciples. "

Zhu Dingwei was stunned and immediately began to laugh: "I'm a wonderful person. I don't know if I can see your elder martial brother in my lifetime."

Ning Xiaoling thought that although this was not said by the elder martial brother, it would be right to add a elder martial brother in front of any words that she felt reasonable.

Jiang Xian registered Ning Xiaoling's name in the booklet and said with emotion, "I think the history you created will not be broken in another thousand years."

Ning Xiaoling murmured in a low voice: "the last record is not many..."

Zhu Ding smile convergence, he looked at Ning Xiaoling, look serious way: "Xiaoling, if you don't have this knife, you search five try?"

Ning Xiaoling, Bing Xueming, is clever. He immediately understands that this martial uncle must have set the record.

Zhu dingshen, looking at Ning Xiaoling, asked with emotion: "how old are you this year?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "seventeen."

Zhu Ding nodded slowly and said: "seventeen year old purple court... Alas, if it could be two years earlier, it would be unprecedented."

This sentence is common among the old people, but it is a thunderbolt to the rest of the disciples.

They can feel that Ning Xiaoling's temperament has changed a lot. She's so cute and petite that she even has the demeanor of a master. With her bloody clothes, she looks more like an immature female devil.

But they did not expect that Ning Xiaoling had entered the purple court.

Seventeen year old zitingjing is a rare thing in the whole Middle Earth.

Of course, the second half of the sentence also surprised them... The youngest zitingjing of the ancient lingzong was only 15 years old? Who is that man? Why have you never heard of him before?

Ning Xiaoling said calmly: "disciples should cultivate their way naturally, and do not deliberately strive for speed."

Zhu Ding asked, "is that what your elder martial brother said?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "this is Xiaoling's... Truth."

The girl in red skirt, who had been robbed of the cloth bag before, listened to her words and said this kind of words flatly. She hated her teeth, but she had nothing to do.

Fortunately, he is not in the same group as Ning Xiaoling, otherwise Daoxin will be broken sooner or later.

Zhu Ding looked at her and nodded: "in the future, you must be a talented person. If you think that the imperial spirit is too small, I can help you find another famous teacher. Of course, I just lack a close disciple."

Zhu Ding is a peerless master at the peak of the purple court. He has a wonderful way of doing things and a powerful cultivation. He has a high prestige in the ancient lingzong. Many people dream of becoming his disciple.

Although Mr. shuoling of shimaimu hall is good at teaching, their own realm is not high. Most of them are in the realm of long life, such as Minglang. After entering the purple court, several highly cultivated martial uncles began to secretly fight for apprenticeship.

Many people cast envious eyes.

Ning Xiaoling thought about it, shook her head and said, "thank you for your kindness. I think my husband is very good."

Zhu Ding is not reluctant, he said: "well, respect for teachers is a virtue, you can follow your husband more solid foundation, until you want to understand, you can come to me at any time."

Jiang Xian looked at the girl, but he found a blind spot: "Ning Xiaoling, when you entered the valley before, it was like a long life, right?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you trigger the sky thunder

After hearing this, Zhu Ding found that he was dark under the light. He almost forgot such an important thing.

He also asked curiously, "did you break through before you entered the valley?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and explained: "three years ago, I was in the purple court by chance. If my martial uncle is not at ease, I can talk to him later."

"Three years ago..." this is a very simple arithmetic, but Zhu Ding still pinched his fingers.

This teacher uncle is always peaceful and calm in his daily life. He boasts that he has never seen a big storm before. But today, he finds out that he has lost his life.

"From today on, the youngest zitingjing of the ancient lingzong is probably 14 years old." Zhu Ding had no choice but to laugh.

The rest of the disciples listened to their words, and their ears rang incessantly. Some of them were envious, some admired and some decadent. The red skirt girl listened to their irritating conversation, chopped her feet and said: "I can really pretend... Her elder martial brother is certainly not a good thing!"

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Haiguo, dragon mother banquet.

It's a day after Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia are met by the dragon mother.

Caijun fairy palace floats on the sea, with waves and shadows. The colorful fairy pillars are strange hourglass bumps. If the sea is the river of time, it is an art that can live forever in history.

The first one in Qin road is a woman holding Qin. She wears a long purple dress and walks gracefully, just like a fairy Ling Bo. In the half veil, the soft and beautiful face of the woman can be seen.

She is a female disciple of ziqimen. She is also well-known in the sea. Many people come to the banquet to see her fairy face.

But now, there are not many eyes on her.

They all looked at the snow-white man and woman.

It is Lu's marriage and Ning Changjiu's.

The beauty of Lu Jiajia is not the same as that of the female disciple of Ziqi sect. She is like a sword that is pure and proud of the world. She comes from the clearest water and is quenched in the purest fire, so she is clear and cold. She is beautiful and shocking.

But what makes people angry is that the boy next to her, who is the first in chess, holds her hand that should not be stained with dust.

In one day, their story had already spread, but Ning defeated Cao Rao for a long time and died an unknown old man. Compared with the white fairy who defeated Liu He, the seventh disciple of the sword Pavilion, their influence was much smaller, which made people feel that they were not a match.

Many people had hoped that they were just soul lovers, but the humble little girl beside them broke everyone's last fantasy.

The little girl's mother's voice was real, and the fairy in white also answered.

Even children have

It's a pity that they have offended the sword Pavilion. The sword sage is a famous protector. If they dare to swagger in the middle of the country, they will inevitably be stumbling by the sword Pavilion.

Ning long ignored the eyes of the people around him.

Yesterday, Liu He's appearance also made him a little surprised, but what he was surprised by was Liu He's sword intention.

It's familiar with the meaning of the sword. It's quite similar to the body of the fourth elder martial sister.

Although he knew that Lu's marriage was reversed by his elder martial sister's plume of rosefinch, he didn't think it was wrong.

Because he knew very well that although the way of cultivation in the sword pavilion was strong, Lu's path was the integration of man and sword. Even if he was inferior to each other at the moment, he would have a longer future.

"I'll see the dragon mother later. Will you ask me about evil Lu Jia Juyin into a line, quietly asked.

Ning long attached her ear, said: "if you have no other questions, you can ask."

In full view of the public, the earlobe was attacked, and Lu's body became tighter. She quietly pushed away Ning long and gave him a faint stare.

"Well." In the end, she gave a reply.

After the climax of the banquet, light and rain came down from the gorgeous dome of Caijun fairy palace with the Dragon Mother's orders.

There are six most beautiful lights in the light rain.

They are like letter paper, butterfly like floating to the six chief.

They will go up the stairs one by one in the order of letters.

The fairy holding the harp first stepped on the steps formed by the sea water and went up the stairs with elegant gait.

After a while, the fairy went downstairs again. She couldn't help shaking a few strings. Qingsha was smiling, as if she was very satisfied with the answer of the dragon mother.

Next, the leader of Tao.

An old man went upstairs with a worried face, but when he came down, he was open-minded, like a good teacher and confidant.

The next few people are also like this. After coming down, they are full of praise for the dragon mother.

Ning long is the last third.

He took the letter, climbed the steps of the sea, and slowly went upstairs.

Qiu Yue asked softly, "what does Dad want to ask?"

Lu Jia shook her head slightly. She was also curious about it.

Qiu Yue said: "dad doesn't want to ask about me, does he?"

Lu's mood is a little tight. She doesn't trust the little girl either, but with their accomplishments, she can't find any clues that can prove the little girl's lack of identity. Heard the little girl asked this sentence, her heart slightly different, thought she was afraid? Or that they stun her, in fact, she knows

But Qiu Yue said: "well, I know my father is very kind to me. He must want to ask me about my origin, and then send me home... But I can't remember where I came from."

……

Ning long walked through the steps of the sea, he saw the dragon mother in a Youhua hall like a starry sky.

Ning long into the hall, there is a sense of familiarity.

The construction of this hall is familiar. At the beginning of duanjie City, he saw a similar dream scene in simang's Star Palace.

As before, now sitting in the most secret place of Caijun fairy palace is also a very beautiful woman.

The sea is surging. On the magic dragon chair, the dragon mother is sitting obliquely. On her head, there are different dragon horns carved from coral. The dragon's horns are uneven, covering her long dark hair. The Dragon Mother's skin is like snow, and her mood is like a girl. A long skirt is extremely luxurious and beautiful. All kinds of nameless decorations build a galaxy paved with gems.

It is said that the owners of luoshulou had fallen in love with the dragon mother.

But because this scene was so similar to the scene when I saw simang, Ning could not help but contrast it for a long time.

After all, the beauty of the Dragon Mother exhausts the extravagance of foreign objects, which is no better than the flowing shadow of snow clothes and silver hair sitting on the sundial.

"I've seen the dragon mother." Ning long looks very polite.

The dragon mother is also dignified. The stars under her feet begin to flow, and the fairy voice flows between her smiles: "congratulations on Mr. Ning's winning the first prize. You can rest assured to ask your questions. Only you and I know this, and I can guarantee that what I say is true. This is a gift from the sea."

Ning Changjiu nodded gently. He opened the door to the mountain and said, "how old have you lived?"

The fairy palace is quiet.

The Dragon Mother opened her mouth slowly. She said with a smile, "it's impolite of you to ask such a question."

Ning Changjiu said: "I met an old man who played chess. He told me that his mother lived for more than 300 years, so I was very curious about how long you lived."

The dragon mother sighed as if she had nothing to do with it. The stars around her were still again. The light from all directions made her beautiful.

"The rest of the monks are asking questions that have been troubling them all their lives, but you have to waste them on them. Won't you regret them in the future?" The dragon mother asked instead.

Ning Changchang said, "I have no problem in cultivating Taoism."

"If I hadn't watched you cross the sea, I would have doubted if you were an undercover agent sent by luoshulou," she said

Rather long frown way: "Niang Niang has been looking at me?"

"The dragon mother said:" Haiyue building ship encountered shipwreck, I used Haihe pan to have a look, and I felt two strong sword Qi, one is you... I didn't expect you to come

Ning Changjiu nods gently. He has an impulse to change the problem into Qiu Yue's origin.

But his intuition told him that even the dragon mother could not really answer this question.

The dragon mother asked again, "are you sure you want to know this?"

Ning long nodded.

With a smile on her face, the dragon mother said, "546 years old."

"I don't lie. This fairy palace is one with me. Lies can deceive others, but not myself. If I lie, the Milky way under your feet will become dim." Added the dragon mother.

Ning long nodded gently.

This is not the answer he had expected.

Is he wrong?

After answering the question, Ning went downstairs for a long time.

The next one is Lu Jia.

She met the dragon mother.

The colorful long skirt fell into her eyes, making her slightly shake God.

"Miss Lu, I heard that you have defeated the disciples of the sword Pavilion... The skill of your sword is admirable. However, although the sword master has strong sword skills, she is not very generous. In the future, Miss Lu should be more careful." The mother of the Dragon opened her mouth with a smile.

The stars are broken, and the land is like the snow on the Milky way.

Lu Jiajia originally wanted to ask why she knew her name, but she didn't say anything because she was afraid that this question would count.

After thanking the dragon mother for her reminder, she asked, "I want to find someone."

"Oh? Who is it? "

"Evil, where is he?"

The dragon mother was silent for a long time.

She supported her cheek with her hand and said with a smile, "you are husband and wife. The questions I asked are just as difficult for me to answer."

It's better for Lu to marry. What did Qining ask just now.

The dragon mother sighed and said, "I've heard about evil, and I just think it's a legend. It's a man who knows everything and hides in the Middle Earth, but no one has ever seen him."

"Don't you even know your mother?" Lu asked

The dragon mother said: "I can't answer his specific location, but over the years, I have also got some legends about him. If you want to change the question, you can do it at any time. If you don't change it, I have to tell you what I know."

Lu's heart is to ask some petty questions, but after all, everything is important, she also know the propriety, said: "do not change."

"Really? Don't you want to ask, does your husband love you more or other women more She said with a soft smile.

Lu said, "tell me something about evil."

"The girl is so infatuated." The dragon mother always has a soft smile. She brings the legend of "evil" together: "evil is a young man, who has lived for many years. He likes to wear black clothes, which is well known to all, but everyone can't remember him... If he really exists, then he should not be in a very good state now."

"That's all?" Lu was disappointed.

After a pause, she continued, "if you're not wrong, evil is one of the twins, and he has a sister."

"Sister?"

"Well, his sister's record in ancient books is called" poetry ". The poetic poetry is just opposite to the evil symbolizing sin. What they represent are two extremes... If we really want to trace this story back to the creation myth, no one knows whether it is true or not. But... "

The dragon mother thought for a moment and continued: "but it's said that more than 500 years ago, the brother and sister of evil and Shi had an earthshaking battle with an ancient god, and then evil began to wander alone."

"Wandering alone?" Lu found the point.

"Yes, poetry is either dead or captured. In short, the brother and sister are separated, and evil is still wandering in the middle land... Many practitioners of the five realms believe in his existence, but no one knows which one is him."

The stars are still shining, which shows that the dragon mother is not cheating.

"That's all I know." The words of the dragon mother are apologetic.

Lu Jia nodded her thanks.

She left Caijun fairy palace.

Sitting on the throne of the sea, the dragon mother closed her narrow eyes. She pursed her colorful lips and sighed to herself, "how can you ask these questions? Fortunately, the road is closed, so don't let anything go wrong... "

The last one walked in slowly.

That man is the head of the law.

He looks 30 or 40 years old. He is young, but he is not handsome. His temperament is not much different from that of ordinary experts, so even if he won the first place of FA, he didn't attract much attention.

"Mr. Chu, I didn't expect you to come too. The last time you came to the Dragon Mother banquet was decades ago..." the dragon mother looked at him and said with a smile, but her hand rubbed the brow bone, which made her headache.

The man, who was called Mr. Chu, also laughed: "the lady hasn't seen you for a long time, and her elegant demeanor is still outstanding. No wonder the landlord was moved when he saw you."

The mother of the Dragon said with a smile, "I am no more than ordinary friends with the landlord."

Mr. Chu said, "ordinary? Ah... You and the landlord are close friends. "

"Friends of life and death..." the mother of dragon laughed: "what? Are you finally ready to do it? "

Mr. Chu did not hide, said: "Dian Huan Zong sealed the snow road, and there is no way back in Nanzhou. Now everything in the valley of crack God remains to be continued, only waiting for the landlord to invite his wife into the valley."

"The dragon mother said:" you work hard to win the first prize, is to say this with me

Mr. Chu said, "just to inform the empress. You can't do anything after that."

In the hall, the sea, where the stars gather, is full of ups and downs. It seems that a huge sea beast will emerge from the Milky way at any time, swallowing the man.

"Luoshulou..." Longmu sighed softly, her eyes flowing out of all kinds of amorous feelings: "my first child will be myself... How ironic, I just don't know, when I wake up, is it me or tianzang?"

Chu first life quiet way: "these things don't need to worry about mother dragon."

The tide of the Milky way is not flat, like the uneasy mood of the dragon mother.

The laughter of the Dragon Mother reverberated in the hall: "what a great man is the owner of Luoshu building, how can he not escape from such a pattern in the end? Resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, resurrection, Resurrection. So no matter how strong he is, he will never be better than the one in the sword Pavilion. "

Mr. Chu's face remained unchanged and said, "because these are the only remaining powers in the world... Besides, what about master Jiansheng? He is as powerful as he is now, not because he has become a vassal of the way of heaven. "

"Become a vassal of heaven?" Mother dragon's eyes narrowed: "this is what the landlord said?" Mr. Chu said indifferently, "I'm the champion. How can I become a dragon mother and ask me a question?" The dragon mother picked up her mood, and the tide of the Milky Way fell again“ Mr. Chu, please The Dragon Mother yawned slowly. Mr. Chu said, "what did the white Taoist couple ask before?" This is his question. The mother of the dragon looks embarrassed. It's her promise to keep a secret, and it's also her promise to answer any questions from the guests. In such a dilemma, how should she choose In the wing room of Caijun fairy palace, Lu Jiaqi tells him the words of the dragon mother“ Poetry? " Ning Changchang was a little surprised. I don't know why, at the mention of this name, he immediately came up with a ribbon floating in his mind, just like a figure made of Immortal Jade - the little girl in the heart of the devil. He's not sure his intuition is accurate. More than 500 years ago... He remembered the conversation with the little girl in the past. Time seems to be right. If the poem is really her, does she remember the evil? Who imprisoned her in the fantasy of the evil heart, and who was the shopkeeper in her mouth? A lot of questions are pouring in. Ning long looked along the void vein, as if gazing at an abyss of monsters. Lu said with a smile, "are you distracted again? What woman are you thinking about? " Ning long looked at her soft lips. Her beautiful face was not as cold as before. She was smiling with a kind of pure beauty. It was like the glow on the sword. She would not be tired of watching it all her life. Rather long think of her day in the quiet and arrogant appearance, heart like fire, smile: "I dare to think who?" Lu said: "the beautiful dragon mother is not enough to make you dream about it?" Ning Changchang said: "what's good about an old woman who has lived for hundreds of years? Where there is half the beauty of marriage. " Qiu Yue looked at them with covetous eyes, looking forward to the follow-up development. Ning Changjiu took out the already prepared list and silver and handed it to Qiu Yue, saying: "Xiao Qiu Yue, go to the color building to help dad buy these things back." Qiu Yue looks at a series of lists, but she is not stupid. She knows that she wants to support herself. She left indignantly. The warm candlelight is like melting all ice and snow“ What does master want to do? " Lu Jiajia sat by the bed, with her white lotus arm supporting her body and blinking: "I don't want to forge a sword again. I didn't do anything wrong today." A cold woman in the daytime smiles like spring breeze. Ning Chang Chang saw that she occasionally showed a pure and charming manner. She couldn't help herself. She pretended to be calm and said, "I won the first prize today. I'll give you a good reward."“ Well Lu's eyes narrowed and she leaned back slightly“ Do you have any comments? " Ning Changchang asked. Lu married long divergence, gently way: "apprentice who dare disobey the master?" The night is endless. The candle flickers and the red wax falls. The plum petals are open on the snow, and the sound of the stream crashing below floats far away. The snow outside the window fell again. The prohibition of Caijun fairy palace has been removed. Tomorrow, you will see the beautiful scenery of sea ice and snow covered fairy palace. On the eve of the ancient god's deep sleep, the heavy snow withered as usual, as if writing the preface of the evil poem.