Beyond the Divine States

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia listen to the answer, and their mood fluctuates.

As for the fallen monarch five hundred years ago, Ning Changjiu once presumed several, but he never thought that the fallen monarch was a saint.

The same is true of Lu's marriage.

When she asked simang, she was just curious. She thought it was the secret of heaven shaking. She never thought the answer was so simple.

But this is also the blind area of thinking.

But since the sage is the Supreme Lord, why rebel? What is he fighting against?

They are thinking that Siming has opened his lips and said:

"Now there is a lingxu Pavilion on the canwang peak in Zhongtu. A few months ago, when I was traveling alone in Zhongtu, I visited it. However, the mountain is deserted and the pavilion is broken. The statue of the saint is said to be the last one in Zhongtu. It is said that there is a stone tablet beside it. It is said that it is the last words written by the saint. It begins with the words of Kunlun without seeing the eight characters of Kunlun

Simang slowly recalled, his eyes fell between the cups of tea, and his plain words seemed to have other, hidden emotions.

Ning long doubted: "doesn't it mean that the Lord of the kingdom of God can't leave his own kingdom? How did the sage come out? Was he killed by thunder prison in the end? "

After listening to his doubts, Siming rubbed his head with his index and middle fingers and sighed, "my kingdom of God was destroyed as early as 700 years ago. Do you care about saints, but you don't care about me?"

Ning Changjiu had no choice but to smile and asked, "do you want us to help you restore your country?"

"That's not necessary." Simang said: "when the year of the kingdom of God comes, I will feel it. As for whether I can go back... Let's talk about it then."

She took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "as for your questions, I can't explain them clearly. After all, I haven't witnessed the following things with my own eyes, and the origin of everything is just my inference. It is said that it is not the real iron law that the Lord of the kingdom of God can not walk out of the kingdom of God. It is said that now a certain Lord of the kingdom can leave his country with special magical means. As for Lei Lao... "

Simang shook his head and said, "I'm going to break into the kingdom of thunder prison alone. I was also shocked when I heard about this in Luo Shu. But since the sage can do this, I don't believe that Lei Lao can win and kill him. Among the twelve masters of the Kingdom, Lei Lao is the best in terms of fighting power, but I always feel that the real goal of the sage is not the Lord of the kingdom of God. "

"Not the Lord of the kingdom?" Ning Changchang was slightly surprised. In his mind, the word "secret master" flashed by.

He knew that the only one who could be above the kingdom of God was the Dark Lord who had covered the sky and blocked the return of the six gods of Taichu.

Ning has been unable to imagine for a long time what a terrible existence it is to be able to achieve such a situation as the Dark Lord.

Is it... Likely to be defeated?

It's better to be restless for a long time.

Simang was not clear about the existence of the Dark Lord, but when she was a God, she had a real contact with the so-called "way of heaven". She had long forgotten what she had seen behind the golden awn, but the creepy shivering made her unforgettable.

Lu Qijia asked curiously, "which kingdom of God was xueci's sister in the past? Does the elder sister not remember at all? "

"I can't remember." Siming said, "but I'm still more curious about the man who killed the Lord."

For that woman, Siming had no specific impression. It was only in recent years that she slowly remembered the magnificent moon.

The moon is like a huge sword running through the sky, and the world is full of magnificent pictures like silver powder, which has always been her nightmare.

Ning long looked at Si Ming's quiet kneeling and knew what she was thinking.

At the beginning of sin Jun's punishment frame, when he played with simang, he knew that the scene of God's death was a black brand for her.

"What do you want to say?" Si Ming suddenly raised his head and looked straight ahead, looking into Ning Long's eyes.

"Nothing." Rather long thinking about the master, he said slowly, "I just want to ask, do you know the specific identity of the saint?"

Siming laughed and said, "although I haven't experienced the heaven and earth catastrophe, the identity of a saint is really no secret. After all, one of the twelve monarchs in that year was far superior to the other eleven gods."

"Which one?" Rather long according to Nai can not live in the heart of curiosity.

Lu Qijia and Ning Xiaoling are equally focused on her.

Simang hesitated for a moment and chose to say the name.

"He is..."

The words of simang came out.

Bang.

On the clear sky outside the window, a thunderbolt suddenly rang and ran through the air.

Behind Ning Xiaoling, the lightning came earlier. The windows were splashed with gold paste and were shining with dazzling gold. All the window paper burned out in a flash. The overflowing current rushed into the room. The porcelain and utensils all gave out sharp and Zizi sounds, like the twisted faces of little ghosts, and issued a threatening warning to them.

Si Ming flicks his sleeve to disperse the murders of heaven and earth. Lu Jiajia unfolds his sword field and reluctantly refracts the strong light.

Ning Changjiu immediately reaches out his hand and protects the fox in his arms.

Siming kept silent.

After a long time, the thunder was completely eliminated.

"All right." Ning long looked at them with a dignified look.

Siming shook his head gently.

Although this warning thunder is frightening, it also proves in disguise that my guess is right.

But the saint's identity seems to be more important than she imagined... The power of power can't block it.

Ning long smoothed Ning Xiaoling's hair, comforted: "Xiaoling, don't be afraid."

Now Ning Xiaoling has an instinctive fear of thunder and lightning. Her hair explodes and her claws are put on the elder martial brother's body, shaking constantly.

The discussion about the sage and the Lord stops tacitly.

The existence of that level is far from their present state.

……

The next few days were quiet.

The dusk that enveloped the ancient lingzong has completely dissipated. The sun has been splashing between the ten peaks for a long time. Across the mountain gate, I feel warm and warm, forgetting that it is still winter.

The king of fish was lying at the door, with vegetables in his mouth. His eyes were green and his face was dispirited.

He watched Ning Xiaoling jump around happily in the sun, sighed and said: "elder martial sister Ning, can you help me find Yu Jin to talk about it... I want to go to Yu Jin's house to guard the door."

"You're not a dog. What are you looking at?" Ning Xiaoling road.

"I'm really not a dog," said the fish King indignantly. "How can a dog eat vegetables all day long?"

Ning Xiaoling said helplessly: "who let you offend my benefactor's elder sister? My benefactor's elder sister is very powerful. Even my elder martial brother is a little afraid of her... So I have to aggrieve Xiaodi."

The fish King sighed and swallowed a mouthful of green vegetable leaves. He lay on the ground like a poison.

"Ah, Xiaoling, if you don't help me now, one day when that woman bullies you, you will find that there is no one behind you." Fish King language center of gravity says long.

Ning Xiaoling heard bullying two words, subconsciously hugged his most sensitive tail.

She faltered: "my benefactor's sister is very kind to me. How can she bully me?"

Fish King sneered, lazily basking in the sun, no longer speak.

The passing disciples looked at the leaves in the pot, and then looked at the white cat like an old monk. They all admired it.

"I didn't expect that cats began to eat fast and recite Buddhism these days."

"It... Is this meditation?"

"Strange things."

"Ah, is this cat the one Yu Jin keeps? It's the one who answers the full mark in the paper..."

"It seems to be a little similar to the legendary one. Why don't you go to the imperial spirit to ask?"

"What is it like? Younger martial sister Yu Jin's cat is fat. This one is so thin that it's not. "

The king of fish listened to their conversation. His ears moved and he became more and more indignant. He thought that you would try to eat vegetables for seven days

The king of fish was upset and just wanted to take a quiet nap. Then he opened his mouth and recited a sentence: "Buddhism is boundless."

The cat spoke.

The rest of the disciples were stunned.

The female disciple took the lead in responding: "there are monsters in Zongli..."

She yelled and ran away.

The rest of the disciples scattered in a crowd.

Fish king is no longer sleepy.

It rose slowly from the ground.

"Boundless Buddhism..." he recalled the four words he had just inadvertently uttered. When he thought of a certain rumor, he was more and more frightened.

The cry of the nether world reverberates again and again in my ears, as if it will never stop.

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The rear of the ancient lingzong is full of aura, hanging on the cliff and falling down the waterfall.

Lu Jiajia sits at the edge of the pool, her snow clothes are loose, her hair is drooping on her back, and in the misty air of water, her ancient static posture is like a lotus swaying.

She sat cross legged, her fingers curled like a crane, and her eyes fell on the cliff with a little doubt. She stretched out a hand, and her wide sleeve fingers, like a fine brush, gently fell on the blank space of the cliff, as if to solve a problem.

At the two ends of the waterfall, she engraved the swordsmanship of Yujian Tianzong and the spirit of gulingzong on one side, looking at their imperfections, looking for a way to put them together.

Lu had to admit that the founder of Mu Lingtong and Yujian Tianzong was indeed a genius.

If it had not been for simang in Luo's book to point out the flaws of her sword technique, she would not have realized that her sword technique was incomplete.

But now, even if the complete sword technique has been put in front of her, she still can't find a solution in a short time.

Fortunately, Ning Changchang told herself that the king of fish helped to solve Xiaoling's swordsmanship. Otherwise, as Xiaoling's master, she would be ashamed.

Although it is a virtue to ask questions, she still wants to maintain her collapsed image in her heart.

But the more anxious the problem is, the more difficult it is to solve.

The most hateful thing is that when you are meditating, someone will always disturb you.

Behind him, the sound of the grass rolling came gently.

Even the roar of the waterfall could not hide the sound.

A pair of snow-white feet on the grass, gently stepping on the stone paved path, clearly walking through the dust, but it seems to walk in the world, jade feet are not stained.

Today, Siming is wearing a loose white dress, which is like a bathrobe. His arms are bare and his back is bare. His flesh and bones are even and beautiful.

"I haven't understood my sister yet?" Siming sat down beside Lu Jia with a smile.

Lu's clothes are decent and her posture is elegant, which is quite different from that of simang Qingmei.

Lu Jiajia took a look at the white skirt that Siming was wearing today. The white skirt was tight and only reached the knee. Her tight legs were shining in the sun. Her bent toes touched the spring water and washed gently on the water.

Not to mention other people, even Lu's heart couldn't help beating faster.

Looking at the elegant woman around him, Siming felt the shame on her cold face.

Two people with impure mind sat by the waterfall pool.

In the face of Siming's question, Lu married, unwilling to show weakness, said: "I have already understood, but now I just want to know if there is another mystery. After all, Mu Lingtong has a suspicious nature, so he has to be more defensive. "

"Oh, so it is." Si Ming suddenly said: "I just think that these two hours have passed. How can I not solve them with the wisdom of marrying my sister?"

Lu married light way: "snow porcelain sister more worry."

Siming stretched out his hand, pointed the faint tear mole in the corner of her eye, and said, "I'm married. My sister is promising. Do you dare to talk to me in this tone? Oh, yes. In Luo's book, when we were alone, you were obedient to me. A few days ago, you were obedient and obedient in front of me. Why did your husband put on the shelf as soon as he came back? "

Lu Jiajia was slightly ashamed when she heard the words. Her eyelashes were light, and she said, "it wasn't xueci sister who lied to me when I was in Luoshu. A few days ago... You humiliated me in front of Xiaoling. How can I stop this?"

"Humiliate you?" Siming asked in reply and said innocently, "where is it? Do you still want to hide from her about you and Ning Changchang? Anyway, sooner or later, I have to say that it's better to be happy. Besides, I'm not young. Do you really think that you, as a master, are smarter than that silly girl? "

"You..." Lu was questioned by the other side, but did not know how to refute. Besides, the other side's query seems reasonable

Taking advantage of the victory, Siming said, "I always think about marrying my sister. In front of Xiaoling, there are many things I didn't say. You should thank me."

"Shut up Lu Jia scolded.

"You?" "Si Ming sighed:" Alas, I've helped you so much, but you can't even bear to shout. It's really chilling

Lu Jia lowered her head in anger and did not say a word.

Snow porcelain elder sister in her heart certainly is the elder generation, is lets her respect. But now that I know many things between her and Ning Changjiu, it's hard for my sister to call out again.

Simang said, "what's the matter? Angry? "

"No Lu Jia said faintly, "I'm a common sword. How dare I be angry with the divine official?"

"Common sword?" Siming gently gathered up and looked at the cold and soft face of the landing bride.

Lu Jia closed her eyes to practice and meditate on swordsmanship. She was not affected by simang's frivolous behavior.

Siming looked at her shining ears, drew closer, and breathed out: "where is such a common sword in the world? I'm afraid it's not a thief who threw the fairy's skin. Come on, peel it off and let me see. Which immortal cave is this body stolen from?"

Warm and humid air spray on the earlobe of land marriage.

Lu Jiajia's body trembled slightly, but she saw that Siming had been pasted up. Her fingers were bent like hooks, showing a fierce appearance, just like a wolf rushing at the prey.

"Oh, don't make trouble..." Lu Qijia pushed her away.

But simang grabbed her finger and held the catkin jade finger in his hand.

Lu Jiajia is very helpless. She thinks that sister xueci has lived more than 1000 years. How can she be more childish than her younger age.

"Ah..." Lu Jia suddenly called.

Between simang gently held the fingertips of her right hand, pursed under her lips, nibbled between her teeth, smiling.

Lu's pretty face was slightly red, and she wanted to take back her finger: "what are you doing..."

Simang let go and said with a smile, "now your husband is back. It's a pity that this slender jade finger has no place to use."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu's silver teeth clenched and he was completely angry.

She thought of a move, want to urge that grain print, but Si Ming had expected early, with realm pressed her thought back.

"You... Would rather not let you go for a long time." Lu's words are full of grievances.

Siming said, "I'm encouraging you to practice hard and step into the five ways as soon as possible."

"Liar." In spite of her words, Lu was actually inspired. As long as she can step into the five roads once, she will no longer be bullied by simang... This idea sounds like a contradiction between the little girl's family, but it is her sincere belief at the moment.

Two people's ideas are sawing, Xiaoling came bouncing.

These two days, she has gradually adapted to walking with four feet. She looks like an arrogant rabbit who will be caught by an eagle at any time.

"Master ~"

Ning Xiaoling ran in happily, nine tails wagging happily.

By the waterfall, Ning Xiaoling stopped.

She looked at simang's white dress and stepped back. "Sister benefactor, you're here too..."

Siming looked at her with a smile and said, "Xiaoling, you're here."

Ning Xiaoling trembled, nine tails shrank into one, quietly hiding under the belly.

Siming looked at her and said with a smile, "come here, sister, I don't want to catch your tail."

"Oh... Sister, you mean what you say." Ning Xiaoling was suspicious and forced to walk over.

She looked at master's reddish cheek and realized that master couldn't protect herself.

"Xiaoling, I see you running around these days. Even if you become a little fox now, you can't be lax in your cultivation." The commander ordered.

Ning Xiaoling bowed her head and admitted: "well, I know."

Siming looked at Lu Jiajia and said, "there seems to be something wrong with your master's understanding of sword moves. Please help your master."

"No problem." Lu immediately denied it.

Ning Xiaoling also said: "master is so powerful, where can I teach you?"

Lu Jiajia is noncommittal.

Simang said, "I'll try to marry. If I don't pass the test, I'll teach you a lesson for your husband."

Lu Jia glared at her and protested.

If really according to what she said, in front of young age, I have no face left.

Now when Ning is not around for a long time, does she really have to let her dominate

Lu was quite helpless.

Ning Xiaoling is very protective of the master, she begged: "benefactor sister, don't bully the master, you beat Xiaoling."

Then she stood up and spread out her soft, plush little paws.

Siming squeezed her hand and said with a smile, "I never hit your master's palm."

Ning Xiaoling nodded stupidly, thinking that she had misunderstood her benefactor's sister. She said that she was so good.

Lu Jia doesn't allow Siming to go on.

She got up at once and was ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Asked Siming.

"Practice sword." Lu married lightly.

Simang didn't stop him.

Anyway, she can't break the five bottlenecks in three or five years. Even if she does, she will return to the kingdom of God. If she dares to take revenge, she will still not be my opponent.

Simang thought that everything was in his expectation.

After Lu married and left, Ning Xiaoling realized that she had fallen into the hands of Siming alone.

"Benefactor elder sister..." Ning Xiaoling had a bad premonition.

When she was a child, she heard fishermen say that some Buddhists always like to release some fish and turtles, but there are always some people who are kind-hearted and do bad things by throwing in some fish and turtles that should not belong to this fish pond. Those foreign fish and turtles are usually fierce, and the local small fish and shrimps are not competitors at all. As a result, the original harmonious environment was broken, and the whole fish pond suffered.

Now, Ning Xiaoling finally realized the true meaning of this.

"Woo, woo, woo."

In the roaring sound of the waterfall, Ning Xiaoling's voice kept ringing.

Lu Jiajia pretends not to hear it. With guilt for Xiaoling, she speeds up her departure.

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In front of the huge light curtain of Jiuyou hall, Ning long stood quietly. In front of him, there were countless books, which were stacked according to a certain standard.

Ning Xiaoling has been free recently and has been playing like a wild fox for a few days. But as a senior brother, he should care more about his younger sister than his younger sister.

He has been reading these files all night and all day.

In his spare time, he could even imagine simang setting fire wantonly in his backyard. It's just that there are priorities, and he has nothing to do.

Most of the files on the table are materials about the door of the ancient lingzong.

Guling sect is the first major sect in charge of Youming. There are numerous small sects all over the Middle Earth, each with its own name. They all rely on Guling sect. This can also be regarded as one of the ways to spread their influence in China.

And these sects, big or small, have more or less some power.

Ning long listed their positions and the number of authorities one by one. He rubbed his head and had a headache. The number of these clans is huge. Even if they run all over the country, it will take a year. Moreover, because of the distance, the records of many clans are vague, and it may need to be checked again. What to do... "Tianbang..." Ning long thought of the legendary tianbang in China. As long as you win the tianbang, you will be able to publish a passage. Tianbang has magical power, which can make this passage known to all. This is the only and fastest way Ning Changjiu can think of at present. He put down the roll. In the tianbang, the most famous disciples of all sects and sects were guarding the list. Previously, eight disciples of the sword Pavilion issued orders to accept the disciples. In March, they kept the list for a long time, which made the whole Chinese people talk about it with relish in their spare time, wondering why the sword pavilion was born. It seems that we have to go by ourselves this time. I don't know who the opponent is. Ning long will lean on the back of the chair, staring at the light curtain, his mind often rolled up the previous words of Siming. Once the secret of the kingdom of God is known, it rolls in my mind like a nightmare. Especially the existence of the Dark Lord. Was it the secret master who really killed the saint in those days? How does the Dark Lord exist in the world now? Is it... Ning Changjiu and Siming both have the same answer. He sighed, forcing himself not to think. It's time to see the marriage and young age. I'd rather get up for a long time. He bumped into the calendar at hand. He righted the calendar at hand. This is the calendar of Shenzong, which is different from the folk calendar. It will turn the page automatically with the sun and the moon. The solar terms, auspicious, appropriate and taboo, and the movement of the stars on this day are clearly depicted. Ning long line of sight slightly stagnant. New year's Eve is drawing near（ Thank you, master Shengguang, for your reward!! Thank you for your name, great Xia! Thank you for your encouragement and love for this book