Beyond the Divine States

The sky opened into a sea of silver flowers.

Qiu Yue kneels down on Luo Shu and receives the bath of holy light.

This is what she and Ning Changjiu said when she was in Luoshu core. She was ready at the beginning. If something could not be done, she took refuge in the kingdom of baizang with sincerity.

She is the creation of tianzang and Mingjun. She is their daughter and can accept their legacy and remains.

This is tolerated by the way of heaven.

As she said before, she can live in the kingdom of God with the heart of God, and baizang can offer it to her when she has to.

Yes... If it's the last resort of baizang, what's the commandment of the way of heaven?

"Well, come back to Baiyin snow palace with me first, and then the great God of baizang will make a decision."

Baizang needs an extra force to ensure its absolute safety.

No God wants to be the next headless God.

The divine emissary came from the divine radiance. Her face was very beautiful, but the beauty was not flexible. It gave people the feeling of formality and solemnity, just like the saint carving displayed in the temple. She stared at Qiu Yue, the size of a grain of rice, and slowly extended her hand to hand her the heart of God.

Ning Changjiu and his three men stood behind Luoshu, but God did not look at them.

The goal of her arrival is clear.

"Thank you, my Lord." Qiu Yue took over the heart of God. Her body was very small compared with the heart of God, but she was the only one qualified to really possess it.

God slowly said: "tianzang is about to fall."

Qiu Yue said: "tianzang's mother has never been this dragon, but this heart. God's heart will not be annihilated, so she is still alive even though she is dead. My mother's body is nothing but the mineral stolen from this star. Now she has returned them to this star, which can be regarded as a clean slate. "

The envoys did not make redundant statements.

Silver snowflakes are falling beside her. She can't feel the breath of human beings except for form and words.

She looked to the East and said, "the Muling pupil has escaped."

Mu Lingtong has been planning for a hundred years, and he has also prepared for the future.

The body of the dragon mother is one of her backhand. She hides her soul in the body of the dragon mother. In the moment of fighting with the envoy of Baiyin snow palace, the punishment from heaven falls. She resolutely abandons her body with the method of extinction, and the spirit is conveyed to the body of the dragon mother.

She will be reborn from that body.

Qiu Yuexian is stunned. She knows that mulingtong is powerful. But if the person who peeps here is really the master of the white Tibetan Kingdom, how can mulingtong have the chance to escape?

She immediately understood Bai Zang's intention, and said: "Mingjun is my father. Now his legacy and remains should also be in the deepest part of the ancient lingzong underworld site, which is where Mu Lingtong fled. If the Lord wants to kill Mu Lingtong, you can take me with you. I'll go and take out the remains of my father. "

God nodded.

This is also the reason why Mu Lingtong has a chance to escape from Shengtian.

"Thank you, my Lord." Qiu Yue said, "in this way, I can bring back my father's bones from the depths of the nether world. All these years, my father has never been able to live in peace. It's strange that my daughter is distressed."

These words fall in the ears of Ning Changchang and others, but they have another meaning.

If the kingdom of God pursues Mu Lingtong and destroys her plan, it will be impossible for the ancient lingzong to turn into the underworld, and the kingdom of God is the guardian of the human world, and it will not harm the living creatures and kill the innocent in vain. Therefore, it seems that it is indeed the best choice to settle the matter by their hands.

When Qiu Yue was about to follow God's envoy.

In the sky, a voice suddenly came from the distant universe.

It was a clear, like a girl's voice, only the voice of the world's indifference, not mixed with a trace of impurities.

"Out of line."

That voice only said these three words.

God made a salute to the sky, and then said to Qiu Yue, "the underworld doesn't need to go any more. Come with me."

Qiu Yue was puzzled and said: "if you don't kill Mu Lingtong, none of the thousands of people in the whole ancient lingzong, from practitioners to servants, will survive. If the underworld expands again, all the surrounding cities and countries will be swallowed up. This is the difficulty of destroying the city and the country. Is it still not enough?"

The envoy said, "it's not enough, because the master judges that the disaster will not happen in the established reality."

Qiu Yue doesn't understand that the ancient lingzong is in such a crisis. Which one of them has the potential to eliminate disasters? Is it the most mysterious Lord who calls himself a disaster?

Anyway, Qiu Yue is always a little sorry.

She followed the divine envoy to the secluded snow palace.

The little girl climbed into the sky and suddenly looked back at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu is also looking at her.

She showed a smile, across the slender palm, in a stroke between the neck, to him to do a neck action.

Ning long calmly looked at her, watching her go away.

The snow of silver rolled back.

……

The sense of oppression on the mind finally subsided.

Lu Jiajia's face was pale. She pursed her dry lips and fell to the ground with a weak look. Ning long bent down to support her. He gently stroked her chest to help her straighten out her breath. Lu Jiajia shook her head slightly to indicate that she was OK.

In the past, the idea of God fell, and the words suspected of Bai Zang reverberated for a long time. Even if Lu Jiajia was cultivated into a sword body, she still lacked the divinity to fight against it, and eventually was affected.

Siming's arms were slightly bent, his slender fingers were flying in front of him, and his silver light was as soft as green silk.

At the beginning of the halo between her fingers, she stretched out her fingers and gently touched Lu's eyebrows.

Lu's look relaxed.

Siming gently hugged her and said coldly: "if you encounter something invincible in the future, just bow your head. There's no need to show off your strength in this mood."

Lu Jia pillowed her arm and nodded: "well... Thank you, sister."

After calming Lu Jiajia for a while, Siming looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "things seem to have changed."

Ning long nodded.

In the previous conversation between Qiu Yue and the envoys, it seems that the disaster of the ancient lingzong will not happen.

Each kingdom of God in their respective years, are infinitely close to omniscient, since baizang made such a judgment, I think it will be OK.

"Don't worry, your younger martial sister should be safe." Siming said: "mulingtong is at the end of the storm. Let's go to find Ning Xiaoling and kill mulingtong by the way."

Lu Jiajia also eased down, and everything seemed to be settled. She thought of Ning Xiaoling's charming and lovely appearance, and she was tired with a smile: "Xiaoling is OK. When she sees us, she will be very happy."

Rather long but not relaxed, the uneasiness in his heart did not fade.

"What's the matter?" Lu Qijia noticed his abnormal mood and looked at him.

Ning long seems to be thinking about something. He shakes his head and doesn't answer. He suddenly looks at Siming and asks, "how can Mu Lingtong stop the disaster spreading in the underworld when he returns to the underworld? Don't you have to use your life to fill it out? "

Simang said: "Bai Zang asserts that it's OK. What do you worry about?"

Ning Changjiu continued to ask: "what does it take to suppress the underworld?"

Siming had some helplessness for his stubborn questioning. She thought for a while and said, "if you think of the underworld as a broken kingdom of God, then you need someone with enough weight and authority to suppress it."

Rather long teeth clench, lingering in the lip of the air seems to be cold for a long time.

"My husband? What's the matter? " Looking at him, Lu Jia was very worried.

Ning long looked at Lu's wife and asked, "do you remember what happened in Linhe City?"

"Well?" Lu does not know why he mentioned it.

Ning Changchang said: "xianger's envoy said a lot on the day of parting. She once said that after the collapse of Mrs. Bai's kingdom of God, the Youming power originally belonged to Mrs. Bai did not know where it fell. At that time, we all thought that it was either Han Xiaosu or Shu Bai..."

Lu Jiajia nodded gently. She was still confused. But when she saw Ning Changchang's solemn eyes, she immediately understood.

"Xiaoling?" Lu Jia blurted out.

Ning Changjiu said, "maybe the person who gets the power is really the younger martial sister."

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The twilight of the ancient lingzong is still lingering.

Sitting in the wooden hall, Ning Xiaoling unfolded her notes and read them carefully. After reading them several times, Ning Xiaoling's brain ached slightly. She pinched her cheek, emptied her mind, and turned the booklet to the first page, staring at the lifelike elder martial brother drawn on her front page.

Unknowingly, the first real meeting with elder martial brother is more than three years ago, but when I think of those past, the cool autumn rain in the imperial city of Zhao still seems to be dancing on my cheek.

Ning Xiaoling often miss those, for fear of forgetting them.

Yu Jin nodded with her chin. Her realm was only between the primary realm and the middle realm of immortality. Even in this vein which was almost at the bottom of the whole clan, she was also at the bottom. But she always seems to be carefree. In the past, she still had the illusion that she might be a genius, so she practiced very hard. Now when she meets Ning Xiaoling, she completely gives up her resistance to talent. She just wants to spend a few years happily, and then go home to compete with her brothers for family property.

Everyone in the wooden hall has their own ideas. Some of them hide in the corner and exchange strange books. Some of them lie down on the table and take a nap. Some of them forget to eat and sleep and read books. Some of them write and draw in books. Some of them discuss going to the lake to fry fish together.

In their spare time, the disciples' conversation is ringing in their ears, sometimes accompanied by laughter. The leaves outside rustle. King Yu walks slowly from the roof of the opposite wooden hall with light and steady steps, looking up at the sky. It seems to be recalling a certain period of time.

Time is so quiet.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the portrait of elder martial brother for a long time, then arranged her clothes and hair, slowly got up and walked out of the door.

"Xiaoling, where are you going?" Yu Jin asked.

Ning Xiaoling said, "just walk around."

Yu Jin Oh, did not care too much.

Ning Xiaoling's face looks very calm.

She knew for herself that the calm was false. When she sat on the chair before, her petite body was awe inspiring, and her goose bumps were also springing up... It was not cold that day, but why was the wind blowing on her skin so cool?

Looking at the dusk, Ning Xiaoling always felt that something was waiting for her.

So she followed the call from the bottom of her heart and went out.

King fish stood on the roof, watching her from a distance.

"Ah, my feeling is really right. No wonder I saw such a scene when I saw her." Fish King involuntarily thought of himself and Ning Xiaoling real first face.

At that time, he was dying. When he raised his head, he saw Ning Xiaoling's pretty face, and the dark country oppressing his pupils.

The black kingdom of creatures like insect shadow attached to the magic pupil. The majestic pillar stands upright like a dragon and a python. The shimmering light of white feather is the only bright color in the whole world.

At that time, it thought it was just an illusion after hearing the word "listen".

Later, it found that the girl's breath became more and more familiar, and that the breath was in the same vein with the Youming immortal scroll, the source of her strength in the past, so its feeling would not go wrong.

This little girl, she has a big future.

He watched as Ning Xiaoling walked toward the distance. The cat's paws moved, but he couldn't step out,

The orange halo dyed its hair and made it look like a little lion.

But its eyes are not like lions, but like dead fish floating in muddy water.

……

In the ancient lingzong, many elders with high accomplishments went out of the gate on this day. Some of them were waiting for one person to get the way, while others were unwilling to take risks and left the sect quietly.

The elder guarding the gate of Jiuyou hall is gone.

Zhu Ding sits on the original position of the elder and looks at the palace building in the dusk.

In the Jiuyou hall, the evil of black robe and age is standing in front of the underworld. The old ox hourglass that lies beside him leaks out and suddenly opens his eyes.

On the light curtain of the underworld, a circle of ripples suddenly rippled.

Disaster relieved, and quickly knelt down in front of the hall, he recalled the beauty of Mu Lingtong, and knocked down sincerely, with a long memory in his slightly trembling voice: "are you back?"

However, in response to him, it is not the voice in his memory. The voice in his memory is always cold and unhurried. It seems that he is a wise man who knows through all the mysteries in the world and is indifferent to everything.

But now, after the light curtain, the woman's voice is exhausted, weak and even slightly hoarse, as if dying.

"Kaiji... People of Manchu clan..."

Her words were brief.

Disaster is stunned after reaction come over, this is wood work properly pupil elder's voice, just don't know why, she has already been seriously injured.

To... The man of the clan?

When she thought about this decision, she soon understood that the power of master Mu Lingtong could not control the underworld, so she wanted to refine the power of the whole ancient lingzong into her own body to control the underworld.

This is one of the plans that they decided at the very beginning when they had to.

Mu Lingtong decides to activate it.

In the ancient lingzong, each disciple will be given a fine copper ring when they enter the school. It is said that the ring is a fragment of the power of the Ming emperor, which can speed up the cultivation of the disciples.

But it's a lie.

This fine copper ring will not help the disciples to practice, but will secretly absorb their strength and strengthen themselves.

Every disciple is unconsciously contributing to the biggest conspiracy of the ancient lingzong for hundreds of years, but if the power of this ring is forcibly retrieved, it is tantamount to killing the chicken for the egg.

"Are you sure?" I confirmed it.

Mu Lingtong's voice became weaker and weaker. She tried her best to be calm and repeated with sober words:

"Sure! You should understand that if I... If I don't live in Hades, everyone will die. "

On the light curtain, the weak but beautiful face of Mu Lingtong looms.

That face is like a dream in the water.

I look at that face, my mind is calm.

What is man Zong's life? He was cultivated by his predecessors, and he will follow her to the death.

"Yes."

He replied.

In the sky above Jiuyou hall, the red light goes straight to the sky.

If we want to win the unequal war between countries, we have to take human life to fill it.

But this is different from the ordinary national war. It is an invisible war.

The place where King Ming buried his bones has already turned into a broken Kingdom, which is a bottomless cave.

It's not sure whether the life of the Manchu clan will be enough.

The decision was made when no one knew.

The spread of death was silent from near to far.

To this moment, the evening is still very calm.

Ning Xiaoling disappeared in the field of vision. The king of fish stepped on the tiles and jumped down from the roof. He went to the wooden hall dejectedly. Yu Jin was stretching lazily and saw it come in. Yu Jin joked with him: "Why are you back? Younger martial sister Xiaoling is out. You can go to play with her."

Fish king thought, I'm not going to die.

He is an old cat. His ambition has passed away. He just wants to spend his old age quietly.

It has no reason to Yujin, toward the back, only belong to their own seat.

The disciple next to Yu Jin said with a smile: "how can you talk to the cat every day? What can it understand?"

Yu Jin snorted and said, "I don't talk to cat and you, and Xiao Ling said it's very spiritual. You may not be as good as it any day."

"Ha ha ha, younger martial sister is really good at joking."

"What's the joke? How many points did you get in the last paper? I'll sprinkle some dried fish on Xiaodi's test paper. It's more accurate than you. "

The fish king listened to their childish conversation and felt bored.

It lay on the table and went to sleep quietly.

The sun on the table dyed its hair golden and looked majestic. But it's just a cat. Its eyes never look like lions.

At the beginning of the last class, this class is about the theoretical test of the Heart Sutra of swordsmanship.

He said that Mr. Ling came out of the door with a roll of paper and handed it out to them.

Yu Jin looked at the empty chair strangely and thought, "what about young people?"? Although Xiaoling has entered the purple court and doesn't need to attend classes, she never plays truant. How can she sit in the wooden hall... Where did she go today? It's strange.

The form of the questions above is very simple. There will be four sentences at the bottom of each question. Just choose what you think is right. There are fifty questions.

Yu Jin did it in distress.

All of a sudden, the ancient spirit land began to move.

……

In the center of Jiuyou hall, the breath of death spread. In addition to the culprits, several elders in the main hall were killed instantly, turned into fragmented authority, and put into the light curtain of the gate of Hades.

It takes a huge price to cultivate the elders of the purple court to offer sacrifices to the disaster victims, but at the moment, it seems that they are worthless.

Although their realm is high, they have not reached five levels. They still have too little power to squeeze. For Hades, it is a drop in the bucket.

In the underworld, Mu Lingtong, who is hiding in the Dragon Mother's body and waiting for rebirth, also feels despair.

Her real body was smashed outside the Luo bookstore, and her strength was lost for most of the time, which was not enough to be here.

Today is the end of the ancient lingzong.

Many perceptive elders want to escape, but the gate of Hades is closed. How can they escape?

I wish I had a chance to leave.

He is old and has been thinking all night. He does choose to leave rather than make meaningless sacrifice here.

As long as they don't take a large number of disciples away, disaster will not stop them.

Zhu Ding plans to leave with Ning Xiaoling, the only girl he wants to take as a disciple.

He walked out of the gate of Jiuyou hall.

Ning Xiaoling just came face to face.

Zhu Ding frowned and asked, "Xiaoling? What are you doing here? "

"Martial uncle." Ning Xiaoling gave a salute and asked, "uncle, can you tell me what happened?"

Zhu Ding has roughly guessed the reason and said: "Mu Lingtong's plan has failed. She wants to sacrifice blood to the whole city in exchange for strength. You quickly lose the ring on your hand. Although it will damage a lot of accomplishments, life is important after all... Alas, I still have the strength to take you away."

Ning Xiaoling asked, "what about them?"

Zhu Ding sighed and shook his head: "they... Can't help it."

Ning Xiaoling asked, "will they all die?"

Zhu said: "don't ask any more. If you drag on, you will die."

Ning Xiaoling said: "martial uncle, you go. I want to go in and have a look."

Zhu Ding looked at her face and asked, "are you not surprised when the disaster comes?"

Ning Xiaoling was surprised, but along the way, the deep power hidden in her body came out from the deepest part.

This power belongs to Mrs. Bai.

She perceives the power of power and sees many almost prophetic images.

These pictures correspond to Zhu Ding's words.

Ning Xiaoling lowered her head, pursed her lips, and her fingers were slightly white. After a long time, she looked up and said, "martial uncle Zhu Ding, my master is in Nanzhou, and his name is Lu Jiajia. After you go out, find my master, and then tell her, don't worry about Xiaoling. Xiaoling has gone to find her elder martial brother."

As she said this, she loosened her hand and saluted Zhu Ding. Zhu Dingwei was stunned, and then said in a fierce voice: "although you have won the first place in Linggu, do you really think you are the son of destiny? You're just the beginning of the purple court. It's not enough to fill in your life! You'd better not die in vain. Your master and elder martial brother are waiting for you. "“ Elder martial brother... He is dead. " Ning Xiaoling's words are so sad for the first time. In the past, she cheered herself up countless times and said that she would try her best to practice and find out the elder martial brother. But she knew that there was no way to survive in those forbidden areas. What's more, when the elder martial brother entered the abyss, the realm was only long-lived... She looked back at the ancient lingzong in the setting sun and said, "there are more than 3000 people here. I know a lot of people. They call me elder martial sister. In fact, I'm not that big. They are all bigger than me... "She said calmly, her voice suddenly choked. When Zhu Ding looked at the girl, the breath of death was approaching. Suddenly, he burst into tears. Ning Xiaoling said goodbye to him and walked out of the Jiuyou hall. Jiuyou hall opened its door to welcome her. There was no one on the way, and she went all the way to the bottom. A man in black and an old cow stare at her“ Is it here? " Ning Xiaoling asked, pointing to the light curtain. The man in black looked at her deeply. Who is she? Are you a disciple of Zongzhong? Why did all the prohibitions in the Jiuyou hall take the initiative to let her go? She looked at her suspiciously and nodded slowly. Ning Xiaoling goes to the light curtain. Elder martial brother has been waiting for Xiaoling for a long time... Xiaoling is late. Tears fell down her face. She gently raised her skirt and stepped in with some reserve The earthquake of the ancient lingzong has subsided. He looked at the light curtain and asked softly, "enough?" The fragments of Manchu's power may not add up enough, but she will fill it up alone? If that's the case... It's a real first-class blessing“ Not enough. " For a long time, the sound of Mu Lingtong came out“ It's still a little bit close... "The death of the nether world is still spreading. Ning Xiaoling floated in the void and sank slowly. She opened her eyes and looked around at the dark. She was disappointed to hear the sound. Is it still not enough... Will everyone still die? Including me... Her heart gradually quieted down Ning Xiaoling hasn't come back for a long time. It's getting dark. Fish king suddenly opened his eyes, jumped to Ning Xiaoling's seat, picked up her paper with his mouth, and then walked back to the last row. It used to spread the paper on the table, and then put its paw into the inkstone of the person next to it, dipped it in ink, and printed it on the answer paper one by one. All at once. Fifty questions were selected at one go without any hesitation. The ink on the claws is just dry. It picked up the paper, jumped to the platform of Mr. shuoling, and was the first to hand in the paper. Everyone stopped writing and stared at the abnormal cat in shock. Is this cat crazy? Mr. Ling was even more shocked. She thought it was just the first mischief of the cat, but she picked up the paper, swept it in a hurry and was completely stunned. All... All right?! The fish king did not pay attention to anyone's eyes, it has gone far. It goes towards the direction of Jiuyou hall. The light of dusk was gone, and the golden glow of his hair was gone, but he opened his eyes like a lion.