Beyond the Divine States

On the dark black cliffs where there is no grass, the entangled ice and snow are like the silk covering the whole valley, and also like the white rust from the steep mountains.

Among all the mountain peaks, a tall building built of giant stone rises. It is a male building, which is higher than all the towering peaks. It is a giant sword to the sky and a giant to the sky.

On the outer wall of the ancient building, the indelible historical painting extends upward with abstract aesthetic feeling. Since the fifth floor, the ancient building is even with the big peak, and the stone pagoda behind it is hidden in the thick sea of clouds. At the other end of the sea of clouds, the ninth floor and the tenth floor are like the spires of the clouds.

There are only four ancient buildings like this.

Luo Cang, who is covered with the robe of God, is standing on the ninth floor. When he looks out through the stone window, the heart of Tao, which has been cold for many years, still inevitably ripples.

The sea of clouds rolled far under his feet.

In the past, he never looked at the sky. He always looked up at the higher sky. He knew that even though he was almost at the top of the Middle Earth, he was still far away from the sky.

But today, his eyes fell under the sea of clouds.

This huge Valley, known as the crack God, is now desolate, but someone who once roared the earth and reached that unimaginable level of existence is now buried here.

Luo cangsu gazed for a moment, then took off his robe.

It's a body that doesn't look like a human. There are golden lines on his body. Those golden lines seem to be pieced together by pieces of symbols. What connects each symbol is a translucent spirit fog. Looking through the spirit fog, there is not even five zang organs and six lungs in it, only an empty floating golden heart, like the little sun.

This is a real demigod.

Since he was on the ninth floor of the town of Luoshu, he was no longer a human being.

Luo cangsu took off his bracelet.

It was a bracelet made of blue sea water, and it was also a gift given to him by the dragon mother.

He crushed the bracelet, threw it into the sea of clouds, and then walked towards the tenth floor without expression.

This thousand years of history will usher in its final moment.

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Thousands of birds fly away.

In the cold winter, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia step on their swords and soar into the sky. The stone roads of the mountain peak are slowly shrinking in the sight.

In their plan, they need to cross the thirteen passes and six roads outside the sea country, then bypass the three thousand peaks and go up the Guangsha River to gulingzong.

In the hearts of Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia, the sea state has been listed as the land of right and wrong. This is their intuition after many life and death disasters.

For what they have experienced, Ning long has roughly worked out a simple vein on the way of long journey.

When they came by boat from Nanzhou, they saw a lot of activities to sacrifice young girls. The bodies of those young girls on the ship should have been selected by the river god of Nanzhou.

So many female bodies are well preserved in the ice. From the point of view of technique, they are either used to make puppets for driving, or they are used to choose a pure enough body as a container for the birth of some beings.

Ning long is more inclined to the latter.

The sudden appearance of the Dragon robbing and the algal dragon set off a shipwreck... Although the name of Dian Huan Zong later was the loss of important goods, the algal dragon had a fierce look after it got on the ship, and it was clear that it was just to kill people.

Ning long speculated that zaolong and huanzong should collude with each other. His task is also very simple: kill as many people as possible, and make things as big as possible.

On the other hand, there should be a lot of people on board who knew about the disaster and even did some inside and outside work.

If the disaster really happened, then the emperor should directly hold the sea state accountable, leaving no room for negotiation, and then let the overhaul practitioners settle in the sea state in the name of pursuing the murderer.

But they did not expect that the intervention of him and Lu Qijia prevented the disaster.

As a result, the shipwreck did not happen, and because of the lack of sufficient reasons, it was not easy for the emperor to intervene directly. Instead, he chose to take the second place and sealed up the important business road.

The biggest reliance of the sea country is the dragon mother. Since Dian Huan Zong dares to offend the dragon mother, their target is probably her.

After that, the sea state banquet was held as scheduled, and the dragon mother met with all the winners

"Who won the first prize at that time?" Ning Changjiu suddenly found that he wanted to miss something.

Lu Jiajia said: "I have noticed that the Zishan fairy of Qindao is Muqiao, the eldest martial sister of nongyuzong. The head of FA is a member of the Dian Huan clan, named Jia Qiu. The head of Dao has some spirit of the nether world. It can't be said that he is still a member of the ancient lingzong. The head of Shu only knows his surname Chu. Well, you suddenly asked, "what's this for?"

Ning long opened the sword field to cover the wind. His voice was clear: "Caijun fairy palace is the palace of the dragon mother alone. She summoned us to answer questions, maybe it's just a cover."

Lu married Bingxue smart, she quickly understood: "you mean, she is actually taking this opportunity, want to talk to someone alone?"

Ning Changjiu nodded gently: "well, if so, who does she want to talk to among the six people?"

Lu Jia thought about it and guessed, "Mr. Chu?"

"Mr. Chu's origin is the most mysterious, probably him, but it's not sure..." Ning Changchang said.

Thinking of this, Lu asked, "by the way, what did you ask about the dragon mother at that time?"

Ning Changjiu replied, "I asked how many years the dragon mother lived."

"Well?" Lu's wife and E's eyebrows are light.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "don't get me wrong."

"What do I misunderstand?" Lu Jiadao.

Ning explained: "originally I suspected the identity of the Dragon Mother... I thought she was the Dragon girl who survived in that era two or three thousand years ago."

"Dragon Girl?" Lu Jia is puzzled.

Ning Changjiu said: "at that time, the candle dragon was killed and buried in the heart of the earth, and the dragon clan broke up all over the world. In order to break through the limit of life, some dragon clans invented a method of self birth. When they were about to die, they created a dragon egg and put all their important contents into the embryo. When they died, the embryo was born, and what was born in the embryo, It's still me. "

My child is still myself

"It's really weird... Where do you know that?" she said

Ning Changjiu said: "when I was a child, I found it interesting to read a book in the quiet Pavilion of the eldest martial sister. I wrote down some of them. Recently I came to China, and I recalled many of my past memories."

I don't think it's impressive, but it may be hidden somewhere near the Middle Earth, so the memory of near hometown is more true.

Qiu Yue, who had not spoken all the time, broke in weakly and said, "Dad, who is the eldest martial sister? Is he also his mother's Apprentice? "

Ning long narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "how can Qiu Yue care so much about this?"

The extremely simple dialogue, in Lu's ears, is a bit creepy.

Previously, in the wing room of the Dragon Mother banquet, Ning Changchang tried to test her, but Qiu Yue was indifferent. Then they chatted about the inconspicuous content. Qiu Yuecai interposed and asked. Ning Changchang couldn't help it, and he was stunned by a knife. Now, Ning Changchang, who had been silent because of fear of heights, spoke again after Ning Changchang mentioned the elder master sister

Qiu Yue said: "after all, it's my father's relatives. I have to know them."

Ning Changchang said, "I'll take you to know another master. Maybe she will like you very much."

Qiu Yue said happily, "good, but my father already has a master from his mother. Isn't that so good?"

Ning long patted her head, said: "don't stir up the relationship between me and married."

Qiu Yue scratched her head.

Rather long with a smile, the mind is very heavy.

Qiu Yue is a difficult paradox for them.

If Qiu Yue really has a problem, they can't feel the slightest by their cultivation. What level should Qiu Yue's real state be? If she wants to do something, they can't stop her. It's better to stay safe than to leave her in the dark. At least she doesn't show hostility to them.

If Qiu Yue had no problem, she would be just an ordinary girl. With their character, she would never have been allowed to die of cold and hunger in the snow.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Qijia didn't even think about the latter, because with their experience, they know that it's hard to meet ordinary people

"In a word, no matter what happens in the sea country in the future, whether the dragon mother is alive or dead has nothing to do with us." Ning long said.

Lu Jia nodded. They didn't believe in the chance of seeking wealth and wealth, and they didn't need to risk their lives in the sea.

Ning Changjiu's thinking at the moment is to meet Xiaoling, and then look for a person who may break through the situation, try to get into each other's heart, meet the girl who may be a poem, and get some clues about evil from her.

In the snow, this pair of Taoist lovers break the wind with their swords. When they are about to leave the territory of the sea, Ning long looks back at the sea.

This huge country near the sea is buried in the vast sea fog.

Apart from the five major powers that form the most central alliance, few of the 81 countries in China and Turkey can compete with the maritime countries in terms of wealth and reputation.

At the moment of leaving the sea border, Ning Changjiu stepped from the sixth floor to the seventh floor.

Three days later, the sea state was far away from them.

Ning Changchang didn't want to think about all kinds of things that happened in the sea country, but he didn't know why. Many thoughts were like demons, and they always lingered.

Eight of the thirteen mountain passes have passed. The scenery is different and the snow is still white.

Ning Changjiu and Lu married as usual, and the speed was steady.

"Far from the center of the dispute, can we avoid it?" Ning Long's words are inexplicable.

The wind came from the northeast, and Lu married Wu Liang's green silk. She looked sideways at the teenagers around her and asked, "are you still thinking about the sea country? Is it difficult for you to think that the dragon mother is beautiful and reluctant to die? "

"How come it's getting more and more strange for me to talk recently?" Rather long said with a smile: "I just suddenly thought of a thing."

"What's the matter?" Asked Lu.

"The center of the dispute may not be the maritime state." Ning Changjiu said.

"Well?" Lu Jia was puzzled: "where can it be if it's not the sea state?"

"I don't know." Ning long shook his head, said: "as long as it's not luoshulou, if it's luoshulou, give us three days and three nights, we can't get out of the jurisdiction of luoshulou."

After all, luoshulou is the absolute ruler in the southwest corner of Middle Earth.

Lu said: "the four sacred buildings are in charge of history, so they should not take into account the disputes in the world, right?"

What if strife is heavenly?

Ning Changchang originally wanted to ask this question, but after all, he was just worried and didn't speak.

At the moment, on a big peak near the luoshulou, Mr. Chu looked at a moving point on the Haihe River Plate and looked more and more serious.

There are many circles on the Haihe plate.

The moving point is about to approach the circle.

So far, Mr. Chu does not know their origin, nor does he care about them. As long as their fate may touch luoshulou, they will be killed.

He involuntarily recalled the last words of the dragon mother in Caijun fairy palace.

"The woman's name is Lu Jiajia. Her question is how to find" evil. "

"That young man is named Ning Changjiu. His question is, if the library of Luo wants to revive God, then who do they want to revive?"

The stars are not dim.

Originally, I thought that if they deviated too much from luoshulou, I would let them go. I never thought that

If you dare to ask questions about God, no matter which force he represents, he will surely die.

Mr. Chu was sitting with his knees crossed, and several snow Eagles stopped by the stone building. Mr. Chu looked at their eyes one by one.

Most of the information is that the chopper hunts successfully or expels the opponent from the dangerous area.

Only one is a little odd.

A pair of purple court killers who chased a white haired teenager died.

But soon, he was relieved. Because there are traces left by the sword Pavilion at the scene.

"It turns out that he is the fourteenth disciple..." Mr. Chu was a little surprised, but the fact that the sword Pavilion deliberately left traces also meant that they would not interfere in what was going on in the Luo bookstore.

After reading the information, Mr. Chu continued to stare at the Haihe plate.

The figure of the couple finally moved to a red circle.

Mr. Chu took out a black spot from the wooden basket beside him and filled it in the red circle.

Another Zhenxian sword broke through the air.

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Sword Pavilion.

The seriously injured sword spirit lay weak and fainted.

He was originally a spirit, and the exhaustion of spirit power was more fatal to him than that of ordinary monks.

After several dreams and wakes, the sword spirit's condition finally stabilized.

There was a faint voice of conversation in my ear.

"It's said that the seventh younger martial brother was defeated."

"Is Xiao Liu defeated? Is there anyone who can defeat him at the sea state banquet

"Oh, didn't you ask the seventh younger martial brother to attend the banquet? I thought you knew everything."

"I asked the seventh younger martial brother to go just to show him the current state of dragon mother. I never thought that he could not see her."

"I think it's weird, too. It's said that it's a woman who defeated him. At present, the woman only found that she came from Nanzhou ferry, and the specific origin is not clear. She also has a Taoist partner named Ning Changchang, who is good at playing chess and killed one of the elder of Dian Huan Zong. It's estimated that Dian Huan Zong is on the way to ask for a crime."

"Well, I'll ask the sixth younger martial brother to check their origins."

"Rather long..."

The sword spirit listened to the vague words, and his thinking became clearer and clearer.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a large floating sword. The sword was warm, and the soft meaning of the sword was infused into his body like blood, which made up for the scars and deformities of his body.

He sat up slowly from the sword and looked around.

This is a stone pavilion. The sword in the stone pavilion is ancient. Even the smallest sword in the air has the power to see all the mountains.

Jianling was in it and felt an unspeakable kindness, as if he should have been here since he was born.

"Awake?" It was the woman who was speaking.

The sword spirit recalled the last scene and said in a voice: "second elder martial sister?"

In the snow, he was rescued by the woman, followed her all the way, and then passed out in a coma.

"This is the sword pavilion?" The sword spirit covered his chest and looked around.

The second elder martial sister said, "this is one of the seventy-two days of the sword Pavilion. Your constitution is the best place to shut down."

"Thank you." The sword spirit's hand sank into his disordered short hair, and he recalled their previous words: "the word in your mouth is rather long..."

The second elder martial sister asked, "do you know each other?"

The sword spirit was silent for a moment. He didn't understand their situation and the attitude of the sword Pavilion. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'm just familiar."

As he spoke, he looked at his clothes and frowned unconsciously.

"This..." the sword spirit clenched his lips.

"This is the dress of the sword Pavilion." The second elder martial sister said, "from then on, you will be a disciple of the sword Pavilion."

The second elder martial sister saw that his face was a little ugly and said, "don't you want to be a disciple of the sword pavilion?"

Jianling said: "elder martial sister has saved my life. Naturally, there is no reason to refuse... It's just..."

The second elder martial sister understood this, she laughed and said, "don't worry, there's nothing shy about asexual bodies. There's a mermaid in the sea of no luck. They're also born asexual. They don't choose gender until they fall in love."

The sword spirit didn't soften.

He has not yet chosen his gender.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which can not be changed after the election, so he always hesitates.

The Third Elder martial brother said, "it's better to make a decision as soon as possible, or it won't have a good influence on the heart of the sword."

The second elder martial sister nodded in agreement.

They looked at the sword spirit lying on the big sword together.

The sword spirit closed his eyes and had many things in his mind.

He leaped from the sword.

"Decided?" The second elder martial sister asked.

The face line of the young sword spirit is between soft and hard.

After a long silence, he finally nodded.

"The man who takes the three foot sword to achieve immortality should be a man." The sword Spirit said firmly.

The second elder martial sister smelled Yan and gave a faint smile: "are you sure? You can't go back on your decision. "

Jianling took a deep breath and nodded.

He just needs to firm his mind and inject it into his spirit, and his body will change slowly.

After he had made his decision, he found some of his past ideas ridiculous.

Of course, it's men. What's the trouble?

Just as he was about to open his mind, the second elder martial sister suddenly interrupted him and said, "this is the sword technique you need to practice in the future. You can see it first and then make a decision."

The sword spirit frowned slightly. He originally wanted to say that his sword technique was the most deadly sword. As long as he fought in the same territory, almost no one could escape his sword.

But he still took the book from the second elder martial sister.

The sword spirit opened the secret book.

His eyes lingered for a long time on the first page.

The eyelids beat and the corners of the mouth twitched.

On the first page of the book, there are eight words:

"If you want to practice this skill, you must go to the Palace first."

Why is there such a secret script in tangtangzhongtu and even the largest sword Pavilion in the world?

Jianling felt that his understanding of the world had collapsed.

He was also a swordsman. He never thought that Zigong would have any growth in swordsmanship... Could it be to cut off his desire?

Is it possible to become stronger after cutting off desire?

The sword spirit is skeptical. After all, Ning has been the color embryo in his heart for a long time, but he can get his approval in the aspect of swordsmanship.

The sword spirit didn't go on turning.

His heart was at war with heaven and man.

"What's the matter?" The second elder martial sister asked quietly.

The sword spirit asked, "I have to fix this one?"

The second elder martial sister nodded: "this is what master means."

Sword spirit asks again: "does that woman need..."

The second elder martial sister understood his meaning and said, "of course not for women."

The sword spirit pursed his lips tightly. He put the secret book in his arms. After a long time, he sighed: "well, elder martial sister, I know... I... Will make a choice."

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After leaving the cave, the Third Elder martial brother asked with a smile, "how can there be such a sentence in master's Secret script?"

The second elder martial sister said, "I just wrote it. It didn't take long for the ink to dry."

The Third Elder martial brother said with a smile, "elder martial sister, is it not good for you to interfere in his choice like this?"

The second elder martial sister said, "there are 14 disciples in the sword Pavilion, but there are only three female disciples. I don't want younger martial brother."

The Third Elder martial brother was stunned and said with a bitter smile, "it's just because of this?"

The second elder martial sister shook her head gently and said, "I don't want her to make a choice against her own heart. It's not good for her sword heart. You should be very clear that any crack in the initial stage of cultivation may become a huge crack in the future."

The Third Elder martial brother smiles and thinks that I am really younger martial brother... No, younger martial sister, thank you.

"After all, it's up to you to teach her. It's up to you to decide."

"Well."

"When the seventh younger martial brother comes back, I'll go to see him. If the closed disciple has been found, Lao Ba should come back from tianbang as well..."

The second elder martial sister listened and nodded: "well, you should pay more attention to it. Don't let him have flaws in the heart of his sword. I'd like to see that woman and see what she really is."

It's hard for Ning Xiaoling to meditate these days. In her mind, the sharp scream of the feather snake often appeared. It confided a terrible secret to itself, and then died. But what's the relationship between the existence of Ming Jun Tian Zang and himself? I'm just a little girl who hasn't stopped growing. Will the scourge come? Ning Xiaoling leans on her arms, looks at the crooked handwriting on her notes, ponders over the sword technique, and thinks about who is helping her... Recently, she always records some difficult problems she thinks about in her notebook. Then when everyone is not in the wooden hall, put the book in the most prominent place on the table. Every time when she comes back and opens the book again, she will be surprised to find that her questions have been answered in the book. The handwriting of the answer is as ugly and kind as ever. She is very curious, who is the master of the dragon. Once, she put the book on the table and went out. Then she hid behind a big stone and stared at the wooden hall. She never saw anyone go in. But when she went back, she found that the answer had been written in the booklet. The whole room was empty, but the white cat was lying on the table sleeping. Ning Xiaoling woke up and said, "did you see anyone come in? Is to have seen who write in my this book... "Fish King meow a. Ning Xiaoling was absent-minded and said, "well, you don't know, you lazy cat, you know how to eat dried fish and sleep!" At this point, Ning Xiaoling suddenly covered her lips and whispered to herself, "no... it can't be elder martial brother... Elder martial brother's soul has been with me all the time..." she looked around and called her elder martial brother twice. No response. A sense of loss comes from the heart. Fish king looked at her like a fool. It meow a sigh, group up the body, jumped from the table into the hole, continue to sleep. But before he closed his eyes, he jumped out of the hole in the table“ Listen, what's the matter with you? " Ning Xiaoling looked at it abnormal behavior, some fear. The king of fish raised his head and looked out of the window. His hair exploded. Soon the earth began to shake.