Beyond the Divine States

"King Ming..." Lu Jia whispered softly.

This word is like a spark, splashing into the darkness of the sea of knowledge, lighting up some ideas that were not touched in the past.

Ning long standing on the ruins of Zhenxian sword, looking towards the direction of ancient lingzong.

It will take at least one month for them to fly with their swords. They killed Mr. Chu and four sword bearers, and they also formed a dead feud with luoshulou.

They had been worried about whether they would be chased by luoshulou again, but now it seems that something more terrible has happened in luoshulou.

"The goddess of dragon mother has died. The state of the sea colludes with the ancient lingzong. Luoshulou wants to rely on the dragon mother to revive tianzang... The fake dragon mother goes to luoshulou." Ning long slowly said the context of these things, cold voice asked: "what does mother dragon want to do?"

Lu said: "if all these conjectures are true, then the fake dragon mother should want to live in tianzang's power."

"No..." Ning long flatly said. He looked up and said seriously: "tianzang was the dragon of the earth vein in ancient times, and only the Dragon girl who survived today can be used as the container for its birth. As long as the false dragon mother is not the dragon mother, it can't be..."

After listening to these words and thinking about them, Lu Qijia also agreed.

Her thinking returned to the point just now: "Ming Jun."

"Well." Ning Changjiu said his guess: "dragon mother may be the best container for the gods, so it's OK to hold tiancang, and so is Mingjun."

"That is to say, the grand plan of reviving tianzang designed by luoshulou is going to make wedding clothes for them, which has become a cover. Behind tianzang's birth, it is actually the recovery of Mingjun... Now that the dragon mother is dead, her body should be in the former site of the underworld of the ancient lingzong, waiting for the birth of Mingjun."

Rather long eyes full of uneasiness.

He couldn't help thinking of Linhe City.

The king of the underworld was born and the city was full of dead souls.

And there are ten veins in ancient lingzong, which exactly correspond to the ten halls of hell

In this world, it is far more than Mrs. Bai who wants to usurp the scattered power of the king of hell!

"That little age..." Lu's lips were slightly white. At this moment, even if they didn't sleep, they would go all out. When they arrived at the ancient lingzong, it should have been too late.

Ning Changjiu said: "go to Luo bookstore."

The best way to stop it is to kill the person who started it all.

The most important thing is that they don't need to make a detour to luoshulou. It only takes one night to go straight.

"With our strength, is it really enough to break into luoshulou?" Lu Jia worried.

The ninth floor owner of luoshulou is an expert who has reached the top of the five roads. He can't kill them without raising his hand.

Ning Changjiu said: "if the calculation is correct, the false dragon mother will be the enemy of the ninth floor master. Of course, before entering the building, we must set up a flying array in all places where we can escape. If things go wrong, we must immediately escape and protect our lives. "

Lu Jia said.

Luoshulou is extremely dangerous. In addition to the ninth floor owner, there are two peerless masters of Wudao. Any one of them is enough to kill them.

"What about Xiaoling? If we fail, what will Xiaoling do? " Lu Jia worried.

Ning long stopped to look at the direction of the ancient lingzong, and said in a soft voice: "Xiaoling is 17 years old. I believe she has the courage and strength to face the disaster alone."

It suddenly occurred to Lu that time had passed so long.

In her memory, Ning Xiaoling will always be a pretty girl in a white skirt.

"Well, I believe in Xiaoling, too." For a long time, Lu said softly.

She looked at Qiu Yue and continued: "let's choose a city and spend some money to find a family to foster you. If we haven't come back in a month, you can live on your own."

"No!" Qiu Yue shook her head, wrinkled her face and looked afraid: "I don't want to leave my father and mother."

"I'm not your mother, and you will grow up one day," Lu sighed

Qiu Yue said: "no, I don't want to go. Let me follow you..."

"After that, things are extremely dangerous. We don't have the energy to protect you," Lu said

Qiu Yue said seriously, "I don't need my mother to protect me. I'll protect myself. Anyway, I'll follow you when I die."

Lu Jia looks embarrassed.

Ning long light way: "let her follow."

Qiu Yue showed a smiling face: "thank you dad."

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia change their direction and go to luoshulou.

……

……

Luo shulou, dragon half kneeling on the ground, hair scattered, look unable to say haggard.

The fairy rope squeezed her plump body, and the soft cloth stretched to the extreme.

After she left the Caijun fairy palace, her body was like a closed stream, exposed in the hot sun, unable to get supplies, and her spiritual power slowly evaporated.

Luo cangsu looked at the face that once fascinated him.

At the beginning, I was just a little person in a long life. I was fascinated by the sight of the Dragon Mother's independence.

After that, I had the honor to swim across China, which I will never forget.

It's a pity that when he saw the mysterious veil on her fade and the weakness of human nature, he couldn't see any more waves in his heart.

Time flies.

He went to the cold and heartless throne, and she had left the ice sea, unfortunately fell back to the world.

Luo cangsu sighs.

It was a rare emotion for him, and it died in a flash.

The dragon mother raised her head and looked cold: "you make such a big noise, don't you think nobody knows? Luoshulou is not invincible, the other third floor will never allow you to be alone! The sword Pavilion is also a thorn in the flesh on the fourth floor... Someone will come to stop you. "

Luo Cang Su said: "I brought you to the Luo library that year. You should know very well what the tenth floor of the Luo library has... It's a miracle comparable to the bones hidden in the sky."

The look of the dragon mother changed slightly.

Of course she remembered... The tenth floor, the tenth floor... It was a thousand times more complicated and delicate than her luxurious dress.

The tenth floor of luoshulou is a small room that can accommodate all the history of a thousand years.

Its town building is Luoshu.

Luoshu has a line of self judgment.

All the things that cross that line will be recorded in detail in Luo Shu.

The dragon mother once reached out to touch those words crawling like golden ants. In each word, there is a real independent space. People in each space can also touch it. When her fingers are attached to it, the person's life and important nodes will be displayed in the form of words and images.

She had been infatuated with the magnificent history of five hundred years ago, and had watched it for seven days and seven nights.

Unfortunately, there are still many gaps in that period of history, which is not complete.

The fall of a certain Lord of God is also a taboo in taboos, even in luoshulou.

"Do you want to open Luo Bookstore completely?" Mother dragon's voice trembled.

Luo cangsu nodded and said, "in a word, it's to prevent variables... It's a barrier and a cage."

It is not only a barrier to prevent outsiders from coming, but also a cage to imprison tianzang.

"You are disobeying heaven's destiny... Lord baizang will surely send down divine punishment to kill you." The Dragon Mother's eyes were fierce and her words were like a curse of bitterness.

Luo cangsu said calmly, "I have said that I serve the will of heaven."

What's the difference between you and being a puppet of heaven? How high spirited were you at the beginning? "

Luo cangsu said: "the purpose of cultivating Taoism is not to go against heaven, but to live with the world forever. As long as the result points to the right direction, what's the point of the process? "

The dragon mother looked at him with a sad smile: "it's not like you."

Luo Cang Su said: "all things are born to support people. It's better than the sword sage. The Lord is just a substitute of heaven's punishment, not to mention me?"

When he said this, he was always indifferent. Lin's body radiated golden and noble brilliance, as if he was about to be baptized.

The Dragon Mother knelt down on the ground, her face pale, sideburns scattered, like an exhausting beautiful porcelain, is being bit by bit gently broken.

Luo cangsu no longer sees her.

He raised his head and looked at the clear starry sky, just as many times in the past.

But this time, he was the closest to the stars.

This is a slight ripple in his heart.

Why hasn't the eighth floor owner come back yet?

The mysterious woman

Luo cangsu took back his thoughts.

Time goes on slowly, and midnight comes in a twinkling of an eye.

In the chashen gorge, the holy light of Luoshu makes the cold and quiet deep valley caves holy and bright.

Luoshu is one of the creation books, carrying the history since the birth of mankind, which can not be destroyed or rewritten.

It has the power, even if it is Luo shulou also excavated only one of ten.

It envelops the whole chasm valley.

The flow of time here is reversed from the outside world.

In Luoshu, all the records about tianzang give out light.

Time goes back.

Luo cangsu got up and took the dragon mother to the high cliff.

"It's a pity that there are only you and me here. Such a magnificent scene is doomed to bloom alone." Luo cangsu feels sorry.

The Dragon Mother's heart gradually sank down.

She whispered and sighed, "can you let me out first... I don't want to die like this."

Luo cangsu looked at her and shook his head and said, "No

He knew that she was not a simple woman, and that her previous miseries could be disguises.

He won't give her any chance.

The Dragon Mother knelt down, her dress was scattered gently, and she fell into despair completely.

The earth began to shake.

Luo Cang Su turns back and stares, suddenly says: "an insect has come in."

"What?" she said

Luo cangsu sneered: "don't be happy, just one..."

With that, his words stopped, and there was a rare look of amazement on his cold face, which was still a trace of anger.

"Is that her?"

Luo cangsu sensed that someone was coming.

At the edge of the field of luoshulou, a woman with silver hair and black robes suddenly appeared.

Although there was a fox mask to cover her face, when Luo cangsu saw her, he still had the feeling that he was surprised when he first saw the dragon mother.

It's not a good feeling.

The dragon mother seemed more concerned than him and asked carefully, "who is it?"

Luo cangsu took back his thoughts: "it's still just mole ants."

It's just a pity.

When Luo cangsu saw her, he knew that the eighth floor master was dead.

He couldn't be more clear about the strength of the eighth floor master... He didn't know how she did it.

Fortunately, there is a long distance from the edge of the library to the center, so she didn't have time to get there.

The earth shakes and Luoshu floats back from chashen gorge.

Luo cangsu reaches for the book.

He held the book, like a scholar, and floated back to the building.

The robe flying in the wind is like a flag.

Luoshulou is like a flagpole soaring into the clouds.

The flag rose slowly and soon reached the summit.

Luo cangsu walked into the tenth floor.

The stone gate is closed.

Before long, the dragon mother saw a bunch of golden light on the roof of Luoshu building.

Jin Guang Guan Kong.

It was surrounded by a golden mist.

These golden hazes of light spread all over the sky and spread at the speed of light.

Soon the whole vast area of luoshulou was shrouded in the golden fog.

……

The figure of simang walking through the wasteland is slightly stagnant.

The golden mist swallowed her.

The scene in front of her changed in an instant.

She was in a vast world.

Night becomes day.

She raised her head. The huge sky was like a piece of burning white paper. The flames licked the sky curtain and kept falling, revealing the black nothingness behind... Large pieces of peeling black, just like the sores from the sky.

Under the sky, there are countless hurricanes and eddies mixed with thunder and fire.

The mad wind cuts the world like a razor.

The rocks on the surface of the mountain peak were cut off by the strong wind and rolled up. They were crushed into powder and rushed up into the sky, crashing into the vast black nothingness.

The giant dragons that have survived in Taigu are entangled on the peak stones. Where they are dripping with dragon blood, the stones turn into the most precious dragon blood stones. Those broken scales are deeply embedded in the rocks. Countless canglei are like swords cleaving on them. The cry and roar of the giant dragons resound through the world together with the hurricane.

There are also lizard like dragons flapping their wings in the sky. Their wingmembranes carry the sharpest wind. Between their mouths and noses, the dragon breath spews the turbulent flow of elements.

Not only the Cologne, there are countless, surviving ancient gods struggling in the disaster of heaven and earth.

Siming can see the huge tortoise with mountains on its back, and its flesh and blood are made up of rocks. Every time it walks, the earth shakes and the mountains shake. All the creatures who want to get close to it are dispelled by the flames from the crater at the top of its peak.

There are also white scale and black feather boa constrictors that flood through the peaks, dragging half of the water of the yellow spring behind them.

Many lives that only live in mythology now show their true features.

It's just

Who are their enemies? What on earth are they fighting against?

Siming looked down.

Below is the cracked earth, and every crack in the distance is enough to be called a rift valley.

A sea of fire gushed from the rift valley.

The surging torrent passes through here and collides with the molten slurry, evaporating a large amount of white gas. Further away, the primitive forest is also being burned, and the black smoke rises up into the sky like an oolong.

There are also many creatures there.

They are demons, big demons that live in the world!

They have climbed one summit after another.

Some ancient gods are fighting with them, while others are killing each other.

There are also many human beings... They are the pioneers of this era.

The number of overhaul walkers born in this century even exceeds the sum of the first 500 years and the last 500 years.

They had a long way to go, climbing the mountain with the big demons.

Siming soon understood.

This is the catastrophe of more than 500 years.

Luo cangsu finally chose to open this century.

This is the most dangerous 100 years in a thousand miles.

If you die in history, Luo Shu will judge that you are really dead.

She has two choices, one is to find a safe place to hide, do not care about the world, waiting for the historical barrier of Luoshu building to pass, the other is to find a way to crack Luoshu and break through this historical barrier.

In her realm, if you choose the former, you should be safe and sound.

If you choose the latter

In this period of history, a God died, let alone her?

……

An hour later, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia came here after more than half a night's running.

The barrier of the golden mist stood in front of them.

"What is this?" Looking at the magnificent barrier, Lu Jiajia pointed to it as a sword and cut into the golden mist.

The sword Qi is like a stone sinking into the sea without any ripple.

Ning long, dignified.

He didn't know what it was, but the smell was familiar.

"Mountain sea cangliu secret Scripture?" Ning long remembered the last picture of duanjie city.

"What's that?" Lu asked suspiciously.

Ning Changjiu said: "at that time, the commander told me that the time section outside the city of duanjie is the world in an ancient historical book of God, which is called the secret Sutra of mountains and seas."

Ning Changjiu said softly. He took a small step forward. He gently touched the barrier with his fingers and came back. His fingertips were stained with a little light and fog. He came to the front and explored with his divine sense.

He frowned and said: "luoshulou... This should be the world of Luoshu, which can truly present a certain period of history just like shanhaicangliu Sutra."

The only difference is that there is a whole kingdom of God pressing on the mountain sea cangliu Sutra, pressing its realm under the purple court.

But there's no one in the library.

The realm inside is free.

"What about dying in history?" Lu asked

Ning Changjiu had no choice but to smile bitterly: "then we are the ancients in history."

Lu Jiajia asked, "are all the people in this historical fantasy similar to history?"

"Yes." Ning Changjiu said.

"How is that possible?" Lu can't understand it. It's just a shadow. How can it show the real strength of the five realms?

Ning Changchang sighed: "this is the world of Luoshu. When we enter it, we are equivalent to entering the book, and we must accept its rules. Although their realm is false, we are not true."

Lu Jiajia listened and looked gloomy.

She raised her eyes and looked at Ning long. Her clear and moving pupils were full of emotion.

Ning long can read her heart, he raised his sleeve, gently over her hand, hold.

"It's my fault to accompany me so far and experience so many dangerous things... We could have lived a peaceful life in tianku peak, just like those three months." Ning long said.

Lu said: "you don't have to say that, and you don't have to persuade me not to go in with you. At the moment when we killed Mr. Chu, we were enemies of luoshulou. If we don't go to find him, he will come to us sooner or later... What's more, my life is yours. "

This sentence sounds like touching and heavy love to outsiders.

But Ning Changchang knows that this is the truth that she has been hiding... She asked herself before, if time does not turn back, then in the last life, whether she had already been buried in the imperial city or under the claws of jiuying.

It was hard for her to get out of her mind.

Ning Changchang doesn't want to respond to this sentence. No matter how deep their feelings are, he doesn't want Lu to live for himself.

Lu can understand what he thinks.

She also took his hand, she smile, the smile is like the moon in the sky.

She said: "at the beginning, I couldn't accompany you because of the vicissitudes of the mountains and seas. Luoshu was my companion."

Ning long gently hugged her.

One side, Qiu Yue's face muddled to the side of the golden fog, fingers gently up.

"What is this?"

"Come back!" Ning shouts to stop for a long time.

It's too late.

The stone at Qiu Yue's feet was broken, her body suddenly tilted, absorbed by the golden light fog, and disappeared without a trace.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia look at each other.

The same thought flashed through them - she did it on purpose.

They don't know Qiu Yue's identity and purpose, and they don't think much about it. They just hope that she is not the enemy.

They walked into the fog hand in hand.

When heaven and earth fall apart, the sun will die.

The scene that Siming saw also appeared in their pupils.

Luoshulou is a secret place, people know little about it, so even when they expect to see it, the shock into the field of vision is still beyond imagination.

Ning Changjiu draws the flying array in reverse. There is no response in the sea of knowledge. He looked at Lu and shook his head. They have no way back. At the moment, they are at the foot of a high mountain, next to the splashing magma. Before they had time to explore the world of Luoshu, the roaring sound came from afar. They looked up together and saw a shocking scene in the sky. The other creatures in Luo's book are indifferent. Only they can see. So it shows that the scene is real. This is what really happened outside the chashen gorge of luoshulou at the moment Outside luoshulou, nine Zhenxian swords are on standby. There are countless cracks in the shaking earth, and huge smoke rises. There is light in the veins of the earth. The smoke goes up and the clouds fall down. The two touch each other. Luo cangsu looked at the chaotic space without blinking, like a general who was about to triumph. The pupils of the dragon mother were slightly white. Her face full of tears was clearly illuminated by the light. She looked at it and asked subconsciously, "what's this?" Luo cangsu said, "miracles." instant. After the thick clouds and smoke, the white light came in, and the huge fog filled the sky and the earth was illuminated into a hazy gray. The dust was like turbid gold powder, which painted the sky and the earth together. In the meantime, the barren mountains rose high, the surging valleys were broken, and the stone like dragons soared up. The Dragon drags the fog all over the mountain, unfolds its mythical body and rushes to the top of the sky. Earthworm launched. Siming, ningchangjiu and Lujia. They all witnessed this scene in the illusion of loshu. But they are still besieged among them, but outside the luoshulou, tianzang's roar after thousands of years has once again torn the sky. How can they stop it（ This morning, Muyou ~) (thanks to my book friend Mo CHENFENG and the great Xia of reward! Thank you for your support since the book was opened