Beyond the Divine States

Fish king called a, thought this little girl is very clever, so short time found his unusual.

But listen to Ning Xiaoling continue: "listen, I know you are a cat with ambition, before catching fish, I think you have extraordinary talent, is a plastic cat."

"..." the fish king was silent for a moment.

Looking at the cat's face, Ning Xiaoling thought that it had no fighting spirit. She comforted her: "you are now a formal disciple of the ancient lingzong. Our disciples can be disabled physically, but not mentally. You must have fighting spirit, you know?"

The king of fish was in a worse mood when he listened to her persuasion.

Ning Xiaoling said: "in the next few days, I will train you to do a lot of things, including practice, fighting, sending letters, tracking, arresting... You must endure hardships, you know?"

"Meow..." the fish king thought, do you still need to learn these things? I'll teach you more.

"What are you whispering about?" Yu Jin came with a bowl of dried fish, put it in front of the king of fish, reached out to help him to follow the hair, and hung the wooden card given by Mr. shuoling on his chest, on which was written a twelve.

He is the 12th disciple of this pulse.

Ning Xiaoling said: "I'm giving it some clan rules."

Yu Jin worried: "this cat looks so silly, can you understand?"

"Oh..." the fish king was furious.

Yu Jin put down the basin, sat on the wooden chair, pressed his head behind him and buried it in a basin full of dried fish. The fish king was forced to eat it.

Yu Jin said curiously, "by the way, how did you agree to raise a cat?"

Ning Xiaoling doubts a way: "you still don't know?"

"What do you know?" Yu Jin is more strange.

Just then, the outside also became lively.

Yu Jin leaned out her head and looked out of the wooden hall. Many disciples came here.

Yu Jin is startled.

The imperial spirit has always been in a slump. On weekdays, there are only a few disciples who come from other sects except their own

What's more, they are so aggressive that they don't seem to come to visit. They are obviously fighting with each other.

"Xiaoling!" Yu Jin quickly closed the window, anxiously looked at the girl around her, and said: "young age, when Linggu Dabi, did you offend anyone?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "I really offended a lot."

Yu Jin said anxiously, "what should I do? They seem to have come to you. I told you before that it doesn't matter if you rank lower. Your own safety is the most important. Why don't you listen? "

Ning Xiaoling is not flustered, ask a way: "have who come?"

Yu Jin said: "where do I know? Don't you know who you have offended? Xiao Ling, why don't you hold on for a while, and I'll go to Mr. Ling to help out? "

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door.

Yu Jin was afraid to knock on the door. She looked at the men and women outside and said, "who are you? I'm the eldest lady of Yu's family in clothes Street, and I'm the one who covers my younger martial sister. "

They even said: "you misunderstood, elder martial sister Yu. We are here to congratulate elder martial sister Ning."

"Elder martial sister Ning? You're 25 years old, too. Are you going up, calling elder martial sister Xiaoling? What are you pretending to be? " Yu Jin disdains the way.

They looked at each other and said: "now ten pulse disciples, how can they not know elder martial sister Ning? She is very kind to us. She should be respected. But money is not allowed in the clan. We went to the clothes Street and ordered many banners to express our feelings. "

A piece of banner Qi Qi spread, a bright red.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaoling finally persuaded them to leave.

She is a bit distressed. She is a famous person in the clan. In the future, there will be an endless stream of people who come to watch her style secretly.

Yu Jin finally knew the news that she won the first prize. After a short period of consternation, she jumped up and nearly pulled out the hair on the back of the king's neck.

The fish King attacked the bold little girl. She had seen big waves before, so she was not surprised. There was only praise in her eyes.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the banners hanging on the wall. There were a lot of banners like "the Lord of the nether world", "the strongest elder martial sister of the ancient lingzong" and "dominating the world" mixed with such things as "rejuvenation of smart hands", "age of heaven, age of earth".

Ning Xiaoling picked out some pleasant plans and showed them to her elder martial brother. The rest of them were sent to Yu Jin.

She knew that when she first entered the purple court, her foundation was unstable and she needed to devote herself to practice, but she couldn't be killed by them

In the wooden hall, Yu Jin holds the golden flag and asks questions happily. The king of fish sleeps on the table. Ning Xiaoling plans his way to the future with his chin propped up. The light from the window comes in and follows the outline of the wooden window, leaving a bright picture on the floor.

Time goes by quietly, and the sky is getting dark.

She originally thought that after the spiritual Valley Dabi, the road of practice would always be so peaceful.

But Ning Xiaoling did not expect that the hidden line behind the White Snake Valley incident would soon reveal its lofty back and destroy the short-term calm.

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On a snowy night, Mr. Chu walked slowly on the snowy ice.

Tomorrow is the last day of the Dragon Mother banquet, but he has got his satisfactory answer, so he has to leave ahead of time.

In the end, the dragon mother chose to speak out their problems.

The stars in Caijun fairy Palace are not dim with the words of the dragon mother, which means that she is telling the truth.

Since it's true, these young girls are also the people who must be killed by the landlord.

He is one of the choppers of luoshulou. Before the gods recover, they will cut off all the variables that may change the outcome.

In the past half a year, five monks with extraordinary talent and profound Taoism have died, only because their fate may touch the plan of the Luo library.

Soon, the blood of the couple will be red.

As for the dragon mother, she was doomed to have wings inserted from the moment she was imprisoned in Caijun fairy palace. What surprised him was that a hundred years of repression did not really drive her crazy.

He went through the gate of the high building of Caijun fairy palace.

In the cold wind, a red headed snow Eagle came through the wind.

Mr. Chu stretched out his hand and the snow Eagle fell on his palm.

There is no letter in the leg of the eagle. The contents of the letter are engraved in the eagle's sharp eyes.

He stared at the eagle's pupil for a moment.

Snow eagles fly back through the air.

Mr. Chu thought about the information he had seen in the eagle's pupil, and felt a little uneasy.

"The eighth floor master wants to do it himself? What on earth did that woman come from? "

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There are ten floors in Luoshu building. The owner of the building is hidden on the ninth floor. The tenth floor is a real forbidden area with history.

The strength is arranged from top to bottom

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Among the nine buildings, there is an ancient sword on each floor, which is the sword of the owner of each building, and also the ten nodes of the millennium history of the ancient building.

A sword is a scale and a ruler to mark it.

The master of the eighth floor is an immortal who has entered the five realms many years ago. His accomplishments are unfathomable. At that time, the master of the sword also gave a high evaluation of "after the sword comes out, the earth collapses in the world.".

He is second only to the owner of luoshulou.

Who else is worthy of being killed by him in this middle land besides the leader of Shenzong?

That woman

Luoshulou first tracked her down two months ago.

It was a wasteland near the land of Lei, where the immortal seekers caught a trace of residual flow of power.

At first, the immortal seeker didn't like it, but after he sent the fluctuation of power back to luoshulou, luoshulou was shocked.

It was a brand-new fluctuation, and even filled a gap in the history of luoshulou.

At first they thought it was the emissary of the kingdom of God.

But the footprints of that mysterious man appear in more and more places.

Finally, Luo Bookstore locked her down a month ago.

It was a woman with black robes and silver hair and a fox mask.

The hunting plan was soon worked out.

The owner of the building is planning a big event and can't get out of it. After discussion, the other big figures start the Zhenxian sword.

Zhenxian is located on an open plain.

They set a trap on the plain. According to the original plan, they lead the woman who has been missing thousands of miles away into the trap step by step. Eight sword bearers of luoshulou hide in the surrounding villages to intercept all the retreats after her serious injury. Four elders invited by ancient lingzong lie in four fields, waiting for her body to break and absorb the spirit.

Under the sword of Zhenxian, there were five Taoist practitioners who died of hatred, and their spirits are still detained in the ancient building.

For luoshulou, except for the sword Pavilion, the other three buildings and the eight patriarchs, the rest of the Middle Earth are mole ants that can be crushed to death.

It was a massive but silent hunt.

Everything goes according to the plan of luoshulou. The mysterious woman with silver hair and black robes is introduced into the plain.

The sword bearers came from all directions and locked her in the middle for a moment.

The sword of Zhenxian is like an arrow burning fire. It was shot from the ancient building, and it was accurately thrown thousands of miles away.

The arrowhead is spinning to break the air current, and the arrow plume is burning red flame.

It's flanked, with a series of tiny flying swords.

These flying swords are not only to stabilize its flight trajectory, but also to create a larger and more powerful aura bombing after landing.

The sword of Zhenxian flies away.

The plain was ablaze with fire.

The woman was submerged in the middle of the explosion.

Everything went more smoothly than they imagined. They even felt that they overestimated her strength and should not waste a sword of Zhenxian.

The difficulty and complexity of making Zhenxian sword is far better than ordinary sword.

And it can only be used once per handle.

After the first violent explosion, the four elders of the ancient lingzong opened the spiritual net and contracted inward to prevent her spirit from escaping.

But the result is still beyond their expectation.

The mysterious woman not only ran away, but also killed all eight sword bearers and took away the remains of Zhenxian sword after it exploded.

This is the biggest failure of Luoshu building in the past thousand years.

No one knows how she did it.

After that, she was like a stone sinking into the sea and never showed up again.

The plan that has been planned for many years is finally coming to an end. How can they allow such a monster that may cause variables to suddenly appear in China?

Finally, recently, after Luo shulou caught her trace again, in order to put an end to the case, the eighth floor owner himself took the sword out of the building.

On the other hand, another assassination of Luoshu also met with twists and turns.

It was also unexpected.

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In an unknown snow lane, the sword spirit tore off the blood towel on his arm and tied the silver sword with his hand.

He leaned against the wall, his short white hair neck level.

Jianling's face was pale beyond description. His black suit was full of blood and was close to his skin. The tear spread from his sleeve, which was shocking.

He gasped slightly, hiding his breath as much as he could.

But the killer in black and with cinnabar tattoos on the back of his neck is like a hound following the smell of blood. He can't get rid of it.

The sword spirit knows that it's the one who killed the king's court.

He didn't know how he was targeted. In short, the assassination came suddenly, and the battle line was also very long.

It's the seventh day since the hunt started without warning.

He dragged his seriously injured body to sneak into the lane, caught the grass and formed a simple array to cover his breath.

His ears were glued to the wall, carefully observing the movement around him.

In the past, when he was still living in Ning Chang's body, Ning Chang was endangered and dying many times. Seeing that he would be involved, he hated the feeling of powerlessness. He wanted to occupy that body and cut his way out of the Jedi himself.

Now he has an independent himself, and the death that Ning has faced for a long time has also come to him.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He clenched the silver sword and put aside his thoughts. His ears were close to the wall, and the net of divine knowledge spread along the wall, looking for all the traces of death.

There was a vibration from the tiles.

The sound was as slight as a sparrow stepping on a tile.

But the sword spirit knows that it's Wang Ting's killer.

The killer is in the dark.

Although he was born with a sword body and felt the most profound way to kill, as a living creature, his path of cultivation still needs to be gradual.

At the peak of his long life, he has not yet opened the door of the purple court.

In the night, snowflakes all over the sky affect the exploration of divine consciousness.

The killer's footsteps are lighter than snowflakes.

The sword spirit held his breath, and his body sank a little bit until he was completely buried in the snow.

He closed his eyes as if he were just a sword left in the snow.

The sound of sparrow's footsteps is far away.

And then gradually closer.

The killer also circled the long street, searching for all clues with his experience and realm.

Circle after circle.

He stayed on the same roof three times.

It means that he has searched the long street for three times.

Every lap, the killer's position should be closer to him.

It's snowing harder and harder.

The killer stopped at the entrance of the alley and looked in.

He went up the narrow snowway.

He was a little closer to the sword spirit.

The spirit of the sword is dark, and the killer is the only light spot.

The characteristic of Tianyu sword Scripture was opened. At this moment, even if thousands of troops and horses stepped over him, there was only one enemy in his eyes.

The killer passed by him.

The sword of silver pierced through the snow and came out.

This is the purest sword. Even though the killer is in the beginning of purple court, he still can't react.

The sword pierced his chest, but the killer also made adjustments. Although the sword pierced his body, it deviated from his heart and failed to hit the key.

At this moment, the sword spirit knew that he had been cheated.

He clearly felt that a little bit of bone biting was shining behind him.

The wall broke and the blade came from behind.

There's more than one killer on this street!

He had already guessed his position and waited.

The sword pierced his tired body.

The sword spirit groaned miserably. It was dark in front of him. His hand holding the silver sword was released, and he knelt down in the snow.

Vaguely, he saw the man in front of him push out the blade and make a gesture of decapitation.

The sword of decapitation did not fall.

At the end of the long street, suddenly another person appeared. That person was a strange woman with outstanding demeanor.

The two killers were equally shocked. Without hesitation, they drew their swords and killed her.

Their swords were easily broken by her fingers, and their heads were cut off by the broken swords flying back. The majestic cultivation of the purple court was useless.

The woman came up to him, stretched out her hand and pulled him up.

"Well behaved. If you don't have a sword behind your back, you can kill people across the border." Woman light says.

Jianling's head is dizzy. His short hair is full of cold snow. The snow melted by Lingli penetrates into his scalp. The biting cold brings a little soberness.

"You... Who are you?" The sword spirit's voice is weak.

The woman took off her heavy outer cloak and put it on him. As she led him into the depths of the snowy night, she spoke slowly: "from today on, you are the fourteenth disciple of the sword Pavilion. In the future, I will be responsible for your cultivation. You can call me... Second elder martial sister."

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The snowstorm continued for several nights.

The Grand Dragon Mother banquet has come to an end. At the end of the Dragon Mother banquet, the legendary dragon mother herself has also made an unprecedented fall.

Her beauty is clear, elegant and varied. The best Huakui in the sea stands in front of her like an ugly duckling.

If there is no accident, from today on, the portraits of the dragon mother will begin to spread in the sea.

"She's a little too eager to show up." Ning long left Caijun fairy palace and said.

"What do you mean?" she said

Ning Changchang said: "according to my inquiry, in the past dragon mother banquet, the empress would never summon the chief to answer questions, and would not appear in public. But this year, it is abnormal."

"It's not unusual for a beautiful woman like her to be lonely when she lives in the fairy palace all day long," Lu said

"Maybe I think too much."

Ning Changjiu nods gently. He thinks that there is something wrong with the dragon mother, but he can't tell what the problem is.

Caijun fairy palace is near the coast.

The sea of no luck is not frozen in the cold, endless, waves still.

Qiu Yue, wearing a snow covered hat and looking at the sea curiously, asked, "are we going to see Aunt Xiaoling next?"

Ning Changjiu said: "the emperor huanzong opened the immortal killing building and sealed the main way to the ancient lingzong. We should not rush into the realm now."

"But if you want to make a detour, I'm afraid it will take another month," she said

Dian Huan Zong sealed off the road of the cliff, guarded three iron cable suspension bridges, and prohibited anyone to pass. Similarly, more than ten business roads were blocked, and many wealthy businessmen in the sea could not help even spending a large amount of gold and silver.

This matter is directly related to the problem of Haiyue building at that time. But in their view, it was not a big deal at all, and there was no need to make such a stand off with the sea state.

Ning Changchang understands that the matter behind this is not simple. The sea moon building ship should be just an excuse. The emperor dares to do so. I think it's also inspired by Luo shulou.

But what is the intention of isolating the sea state from the world?

They found an inn for a while and began to search for a new way.

Ning Changjiu made a few marks on the map with his pen, then looked out the window at the sea, and suddenly said, "mother dragon may be in danger."

When she was meditating, Lu Jiajia opened her eyes slightly. She recalled the Caijun fairy palace where the dragon mother lived, and said, "the Dragon Mother's realm has already gone through five stages. When she was sitting in the fairy palace, her realm strength was the same as that of the five monks. Who could threaten her in the sea?"

Ning long sighed: "because of this, things are terrible."

Lu Jiajia suddenly smiles, and her hand formula is flying on her lap. As she adjusts her aura, she says: "in a word, it's all the gratitude and resentment of the great figures in China. It doesn't have much to do with those of us from the remote areas of Nanzhou."

Ning long um, a smile: "in short, or to be ready."

Qiu Yue was eating pasta and listening to them absently.

When they had finished talking, Qiu Yue asked, "where are we going next? Have you thought about it?"

Ning looked at her for a long time, and handed the map to her side, saying, "you choose."

Qiu Yuewei: "where can I understand it?"

Ning Changjiu said: "there are many lines on it. You can start from this point, draw a line, go around these two places, and finally connect here."

"How can I draw?" Qiu Yue asked. Ning long nodded. Qiu Yue took the pen, bit the pen holder and thought for a while. Finally, she drew one askew. Ning long handed it to Lu Jia. Lu took a look and looked slightly different. The route drawn by Qiu Yue is similar to what they secretly discussed last night. Two days later, when the snow stopped, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia set out. They did not choose the path Qiu Yue had chosen. But not long after, an inexplicable kill still came（ Yesterday, a book friend said that there is no such idiom as long-term vision. It should be long-term vision. I went to check it and found that I remember it wrong, but I used it too much to modify it. So, as an immortal, I'd like to use an idiom by the way... Well, there's this idiom in the kingdom of God, which is synonymous with longevity