Beyond the Divine States

In the dark stove, the light that should have been like the brightness of the sun and the moon dissipated a little bit, like the firefly of the distant heaven.

All the light in the underground palace was engulfed. Only on the four long and quiet corridors in the distance, the light of the ever burning lamp was very light, like a peeping eye.

The underground palace is so quiet that you can smell the needles.

Zhao Xiang'er was staring at the front. She took back the ancient sword and shook it for several times. Finally, she was exhausted. Her knees bent, her knees fell to the ground and her chest heaved.

She closed her eyes and recalled all the things that happened these days. The picture in her mind was like watching a lantern. When all the dangers turned away, time came to today's node.

She felt the smell of the fire finally disappearing. After confirming for a long time, she began to laugh.

The dimple was like a flower, but it was in the deep underground palace, and no one was lucky to see it.

She knelt quietly on the cold floor tiles for a long time, until the spiritual power came out of the Zifu Qihai and provided for every inch of bones and veins.

Zhao xianger stood up with his sword and walked towards one of the corridors with difficulty.

That leads to the direction of Qianyu palace.

So far, all her plans came to the surface. In this intrigue, which is related to the road of life and death, she thought further, and naturally won.

Ten years ago, she entered the underground palace by mistake for the first time. The old fox's Dharma body was like the most terrible demon in the world. Just under the pressure of the seal of the fire, she couldn't get up at all. Even if her mother finally came to the underground palace to take her away, the pain of that day and night was still a dark cloud in her heart.

Now the dark clouds have finally melted into rain and dispersed. After a day and a night in the Imperial City, they have turned into a clear sky.

She walked slowly along the road.

At the end of the road, the girl suddenly raised her breath and jumped up. Then she lifted the ruins of the ancient well and turned out, looking around.

That should have been the place of brilliant palace, now is full of broken walls washed by autumn rain.

Although the rain stopped, the clouds in the sky did not disperse, thin and fast floating.

Sitting on the edge of the broken well, Zhao xianger said softly, "if this is a big test, how do I perform?"

No response.

She thought that after she killed the fox, her mother would appear in front of her.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

Of course, she didn't believe that her mother was dead. How could those mobs kill her? She is a real immortal, quiet and indifferent, even for herself, with deliberate alienation.

But she was not too disappointed.

The imperial city is safe and the common people are safe. The people who besieged Qianyu Palace on that day have died, and the killers of Guorong country are not spared at the moment. Even the old fox who has eaten the national fortune has died.

It's a cold autumn rain, and it's also a new rain waiting to be revived.

She has done her best.

She looked at this small country in a corner, opened up in the mountains, and finally showed a smile.

Too many things happened on this day, and now she is tired. At the moment, she just wants to go back to shower and dress, and then have a good sleep. The rest will come at dawn.

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After looking at the old fox's figure like fireworks, Lu Jiajia still can't believe what happened in front of her.

The old fox... Died like this?

What happened?

She looked at the palace in front of her, which was almost broken apart from the main hall.

In this human experience, too many things happened that were beyond her expectation.

She noticed that there seemed to be a man lying in a pool of blood in front of the palace. She ran over and found that it was a woman who had lost her breath. The whole back of the woman was rolled by the evil spirit like a sword.

Lu Qijia carefully turned her over from the thick blood, took a breath of pure aura to protect her heart, then picked her up and ran towards the temple smoothly and quickly.

She rushed into the temple, regardless of the woman's blood, directly put her into the blue and white sedan chair.

At that moment, she suddenly had the illusion of carrying people into the coffin.

She immediately gave up this idea. This blue and white sedan chair is the treasure of her master's pulse. The speed of recuperation is dozens of times faster than self healing. If it can't be saved, there will be very few people in Nanzhou.

About half an hour later, after struggling for dozens of times, the woman finally opened her eyes like a cocoon.

In the process of coma, Tang Yu felt that he had a long dream.

She dreamed that a baby was secretly carried out of the palace, and someone was chasing after her. The woman holding the baby was full of tears. She stumbled and fell to the ground, and the baby fell to the ground and cried.

The people behind him chased the baby away. The woman cried bitterly and couldn't make them turn back.

Just as they were about to kill the baby, she caught a glimpse of a figure, a woman with long hair and dancing skirt. She fell on the long street like a cloud that did not intend to stay, even in the dream, it still seemed so ethereal.

She saved the baby and sent it to a poor family. Six years later, the baby grew into a little girl and was sold into the palace by the family.

From then on, there was a little girl in Qianyu palace.

In the dark, Tang Yu knows that what she sees is her own past. She could not have seen this. Is this an illusion

She felt headache and opened her eyes vaguely. Colic came from her limbs, which made her hoarse and grinning. She mistakenly thought that it was the hell fire burning herself. At the same time, a warm and soft breath surrounded her, counteracting the burning of the hell fire, just like a mother's embrace.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and found that she was in a closed and narrow space. The curtain around her seemed to be embroidered with blue flowers. Outside the curtain, there was a snow-white veil falling quietly.

This is... The urn?

The first reaction in her mind was absurd.

Then, outside the white curtain, she saw a woman looking at herself with soft eyes.

It's... Fateful. It's young and beautiful. It looks like a fairy in the sky.

She thought so, and the pain in her body stimulated her over and over again.

"Are you awake?" At last, Lu was relieved.

Tang Yu heard her voice, subconsciously, and then she regretted, because in her memory, when a ghost asked her questions, she could not answer them.

She looked nervously at the beautiful figure across the veil, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

She felt that the woman in front of her seemed familiar.

Then she was startled: "it's you..."

She remembered that there was a fairy who had gone into the city in a blue and white sedan chair. She had seen it from a distance, and it looked like this through a lot of gauze curtains.

And now, instead of her in the sedan chair, she is outside, still separated by many gauze curtains.

Consciousness a little bit back to the body, Tang Yu gradually sober some, she asked: "I'm still alive?"

Lu Jia nodded and said, "don't move at the moment. If you stay in it for another half an hour, you will be safe."

Tang Yu felt the rich aura in the sedan chair and nodded gently, "thank you for your help."

Looking at the woman in front of her, Lu said curiously, "what's your name? Why are they in the palace

"My name is Tang Yu." The woman answered subconsciously.

"The imperial palace..." then, Tang Yu was shocked and asked: "what's the matter with that old monster? Miss... Where's Miss? "

Lu Jiajia replied, "that old fox is dead. Miss, um... You mean Miss Zhao xianger?"

Hearing the news of the old monster's death, Tang Yu couldn't help laughing even though he was still in great pain, and said with admiration: "of course, miss is your highness! Miss is unique in the world, even the old monster is not miss's rival

Lu Jia thought deeply: "you are really powerful, miss. By the way, why are you in the palace? This is also your young lady's plan? "

Tang Yu nodded and said, "of course, we have made so many arrangements in the imperial palace. Today is the day we are waiting for."

She thought that since the dust had settled, she would roughly tell her about her plan to steal a beam and change a pillar after entering the palace with Zhao xianger.

Lu married indifferently. In the past, she asked with pure heart. She only repaired one person and one sword, and thought that if she could break through the worldly heart barrier, sooner or later she could step into the main road.

She used to scorn these worldly calculations.

But until today, she finally met something she couldn't cut, and almost died. After all, her heart is not the same, for the girl who is much younger than herself, her heart is more admiration.

After listening to her story, Lu Jiajia was still puzzled: "as far as I know, it needs royal blood to drive the rosefinch to burn the pestle. Why can Miss Tang?"

Tang Yu is slightly surprised. She suddenly thinks of the dream she just had, and of all the things she saw about her past.

She already understood that the woman who saved herself that day was the legendary lady.

She should be an illegitimate daughter with royal blood. Her mother accidentally got involved in some dispute and was chased and killed. Later, she was rescued by her mother and survived.

Now I think what the empress likes is her own blood, so I became a chess piece of her, and I was lucky to live more than 20 years.

Has today's deduction started since then?

Think of here, Tang Yu heart a burst of fear, for his Highness's reverence is deeper - worthy of the empress's daughter.

All of a sudden, she remembered the scene of her own mother running away with her in her arms in her dream. The palace in her dream seemed familiar.

Then she was completely shocked. It's like... Prince's mansion! Is his own father... Zhao Shisong?! Thoughts to this, she suddenly feel angina pectoris, and more, is still at a loss. It was a complete loss. All the things that happened over the years poured into her mind. She married into the Zhao family and became Zhao Shisong's favorite concubine. As a killer cultivated by her mother, she would have killed Zhao Shisong herself if she hadn't been stopped by the Taoist priest. It turned out that the man was his own father. She couldn't help laughing, and her tears came down again. Looking at this sudden scene, Lu Jiajia was perplexed, but she guessed that the other party should be a royal abandoned daughter. Now when she asked, she thought of her sad life and couldn't help crying. She didn't ask again. After a long time, the woman's sobs gradually decreased. She raised her hand difficultly, wiped the corner of her eyes, and said, "let the fairy laugh“ Lu said: "Miss Tang is now in great danger. We should cherish it. We should be open to the worries beyond life and death." How can this be a small matter... Tang Yu still has a stabbing pain in his heart, but he nods with a smile“ Tang Yu chewed this sentence and suddenly felt some other lingering rhymes: "will you survive?"? The old fox was so powerful that his realm was far above me. When he bumped into me, I felt that my whole body was punctured... Why am I still alive? " Lu Jiajia pondered for a moment and replied, "maybe it's Miss Tang who has a good life."“ "Life?" Tang Yu chuckled: "my life is never in my own hands." "What do you mean, girl?" she said Tang Yu's voice was firm: "at that time, I should be sure to die, but I didn't die, and happened to meet the fairy rescue, which... Is a coincidence?" Lu Jiajia replied: "this blue and white sedan chair is a treasure of the school. If it's not really broken physically and mentally, it will have a chance to save a bit of life." But Tang Yu shook his head and said, "no, you don't know the empress. Since I live, it must be because I live." She looked at the beautiful figure behind the white curtain and asked herself, "what's the reason for my survival? What else do I need to do? What on earth is it... (thank you for the song in the world and the reward in the world. There's a watch in the evening, more than 4K characters!)