Beyond the Divine States

The mountains stand high, the rivers run fast, the rainbow like a meteor flies through the sky, breaks through the stratus, and travels tens of thousands of miles a day over the mountains and rivers. The scenery under it is also changing. From the pines and cypresses to the snow on Cangshan Mountain, the four seasons have become the epitome in the eyes. The local customs and landforms all over the world, with the appearance of thousands of years of evolution, show its beauty precipitously and strangely.

It was the first time for Siming ming to watch the scenery of the world.

"In the past, when I was in the kingdom of God, the world was just a picture of mountains and seas in my eyes, which was close to the plane, and the scenery and secrets in it could be seen at a glance." Siming stood on the tip of the sword, and his robe was like a black flame in the wind.

She looked at the arched landscape below and kept regressing in her sight. She said softly.

Ning Changjiu asked: "is there any fun in a world without secrets?"

Simang said: "most of the people who will ask such questions are vulgar mortals. They only know the little pleasures of vulgarity, but they don't know the great joy of the immortal family."

"Ning Changchang is used to satirizing herself at every turn of time. He has no mood and continues to ask questions for a long time:" a round of the kingdom of God lasts for 13 years, and each Lord only guards for one year. For the remaining 12 years, what are you doing when the kingdom of God is closed? "

Simang, with a quiet look, sighed a moment later and said mildly: "this is also one of the biggest secrets of the kingdom of God. It is also one of the reasons why the great demons and overhaul walkers in the world were willing to unite with the saints to fight against God five hundred years ago... Although I'm not sure, I can vaguely guess what kind of picture the saints showed the world at that time."

She did not dare to say more. As long as the words crossed the boundary of the law of heaven, the supreme thunder might come down with the force of irresistible rules. She was confident that she could escape, but she would be killed in an instant.

Ning long listen to her words, can't help looking up, looking to the sky. The sky was as clear as a girl's skin, but the ferocity behind it was beyond his imagination.

The sound of the sword rings in the sky.

Ning Changchang asked: "these days, you often praise the beauty of the world. Since you like it, you still don't want to stay?"

Simang smiles gently. She no longer looks at the scenery below, but says: "Yang is clear for the sky, Yin is muddy for the earth, and the real beauty is always above... When your realm is high enough, you will understand. I enjoy the beauty, but I'm just having a good time. "

I'd rather listen than think. Flying up... That's where he stopped in his previous life.

The master is the executioner.

And now he's running there. He couldn't be sure whether he was going to live or die, but night had decided his fate, and he had nowhere else to go.

Seeing that he had something on his mind, Siming asked, "what are you thinking?"

Ning long time back to God, gently smile, and then asked: "by the way, have you heard of Kunlun?"

"Kunlun?" Simang said, "the sword of the second disciple of the sword pavilion?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "I want to ask, is there a real place called Kunlun in the world?"

"Kunlun legend is Tianzhu." Simang said lightly.

I'd rather wait for a long time.

Simang thought that the history of Kunlun is so long. It was almost two or three thousand years ago. At that time, she was not a God. After she took office, the Kunlun God Pillar had collapsed, and she did not know where the ruins were. She only knew that all the pillars of heaven in the future were collectively referred to as Kunlun.

Kunlun is not so much a concrete existence as a symbol. It is the only way for people and demons to reach heaven in the era before the Jedi Tiantong. It is the aggregation of all spirits and wild hopes.

But she was not satisfied with this explanation. After all, she had just said to Ning Changjiu that she knew almost everything about the past deities.

Rather than waiting for an explanation, Ning asked, "does Kunlun's secret also violate the law of heaven?"

"Well, all your questions are more or less beyond the limits of the rules. If I am still an official in the kingdom of God, you will be the first to be killed." After taking both hands of Siming, he said coldly: "in the future, it's good to bury these problems in your heart. Be careful that disasters come from your mouth. Do you understand? "

"I see." Ning long nodded and said, "you don't know what Kunlun is."

"You... You are presumptuous!" The snow between simang's eyebrows turned into fire. She turned her head and said angrily, "are you a God or am I a God? In a word, Kunlun is a heavenly thing. All heavenly things in the world can be called "Kunlun!"

"The thing of heaven?" Ning Changchang is confused.

The Shenzhu Tianfeng peak was destroyed long ago. In the vicissitudes of life, many mountains in the world have sunk to the bottom of the sea. The most towering fourth floor of Zhongtu is just beyond the clouds, not to mention the real sky. Even it is a long distance away from the ruins sea.

"Well." Siming's eyes were full of self-confidence. She said solemnly: "those who understand will understand. Those who don't understand will say no matter how much. You can understand by yourself. When you break through the five ways, you will understand."

Ning long time seemed to understand, nodded.

Siming asked: "what do you always ask these questions for? This... Has something to do with your school? "

Siming was curious about his mysterious school.

Ning long gently nodded: "some relevance."

When did you leave the school

Ning Changjiu made up a random way: "about seven years old. Later, he met an old Taoist in the world and followed him. Later, the Taoist accepted a younger martial sister, which was Ning Xiaoling. At that time, he was far less lovely and clever than he is now

Siming was puzzled and asked: "it's rare in the world that you have such a bone talent. Your master didn't accept you as an inner disciple. He taught you by words and deeds. He raised you in the world when you were only seven years old, and let the old Taoist deceive you. He wasted his time until he was sixteen years old? That's how the future of cultivation is delayed. "

Ning long laughed at himself and said, "I'm ashamed to say that among the teachers, my talent may only rank seventh."

Siming asked, "how many disciples are there in your school?"

Ning Changjiu said, "seven of us."

"..." simang was silent for a moment. She closed her eyes and didn't believe Ning Changjiu's words. Not to mention the mortal world, even the life conceived in the mother well of the spirit of the kingdom of God, there are a lot of defective products. It is rare to put such products in the kingdom of God for a long time... Of course, they are far inferior to those who were born according to their fate.

"Well, your master's vision is a little too bad. A good piece of uncut jade is discarded as a waste stone. If I were your master, I would calculate and arrange everything on your path of cultivation, and then choose the best path for you. " Si Ming sneered.

Ning Changchang doesn't know how to explain... The former master did this to himself, even if the engagement was arranged properly.

Ning Changchang said, "I don't know what master thinks."

Sima Dingding said: "you should not go back to that sect. When they see your achievements now, they may be jealous and hurt you."

Ning long did not know how to answer. Now Bai Zang is on the top. Even if he trusts simang, he can't tell everything about the inconspicuous. He has to say ambiguously: "after I enter the world, I'm a teacher

There has been no news for more than ten years. "

"I'm afraid I've forgotten you." Si Ming light way.

"Maybe." Ning long said.

Simang shook his head slightly and lowered the status of the hermit in his heart.

"But I have nothing to do. Tell me about your family." Said Siming.

Ning thought for a long time and said in an easy to understand way: "the elder sister of the master likes the green skirt and is in charge of the book Pavilion and laws in the clan."

"Shuge stresses quietness, and laws and regulations stress strictness. How can these two be mixed together? It seems that there is a lack of people in your view. Forget it. It doesn't sound like the orthodox school. No wonder you're out." Siming listened and shook his head.

Ning Changchang didn't care about her sarcasm. He just looked at the sky Occasionally, worried about whether there would be thunder outside the rules.

The sky is calm... Fortunately, the master seems to be magnanimous.

The evening of the last day has come.

Virtual sword carrying them over endless mountains and rivers after quietly broken.

They landed gently and stood side by side.

The mountain roads here are the same, but they are more sparse and desolate. Within a hundred Li, there are no birds or people. It's still early spring, but the grass in the forest and the tips of the leaves are curled up with a dry, flame licking color.

Ning looked up for a long time, the dusk covering the sky was also full of unusual light and turbid color.

Unconsciously, they seem to have come to another world. All the rivers and mountains they crossed all the way are behind them. The shriveled wind blows from the mountain road in front of them, and they leap up to the sky.

Simang stood here, her beautiful face was out of place with the dry landscape around her, and her divinity seemed to fade. The setting sun falls on her side, at the bottom of the stone road, and her figure hidden among the trees is more like a ghost wandering alone.

"This should be the domain of Banshee city." Said Siming.

Ning long way: "but there is no evil here."

Simang said: "it's just territory. The real Wanyao city is not short distance from here."

Ning Changjiu asked: "where is the foot tonight? I don't think there's a place to live here. "

Simang said, "look ahead first."

Two people together boarded the broken stone road, after the stone road, the forest opened a lot, no smoke on the road, at the end of the road, there is a broken temple.

Ning Changchang said, "if you don't dislike it, you can live in the temple tonight."

"That's the ghost temple." Siming looked at the temple and frowned.

"Ghost temple?"

"Well." Siming explained: "ordinary people come here to see a smooth mountain road. Our eyes are bright, so we can see this scene."

Ning Changjiu asked: "do monsters also ask God to worship Buddha?"

Siming said: "thousands of years after the death of King Ming, reincarnation collapsed, the soul has no support, so do people and demons. These ghost temples originated from this."

"Does the ghost temple... Have anything to do with the power of the nether world?" Ning long heart move, immediately asked.

Si Ming pondered for a moment, then he said, "maybe."

On the desolate road, the two stepped on the fine stones and walked forward together. The sky was getting darker and darker. The strong wind was blowing down the leaves and making a whispering sound. The color of dusk was shaken to pieces. Soon, the moon rose from the other side.

It was a full moon.

Ning long way: "this moon is not right."

It will be at least seven days before the next full moon.

"Don't make a fuss." Siming said: "there are countless small worlds in this world. When we walked through the steps before, we entered the ghost temple. Everything we saw was illusory. You can see through these by opening your golden pupil."

Ning long nodded. He understood that this might be a place built by some monsters, similar to a small hell.

The construction of this ghost Temple reveals the gloom. The temple is built of wood and stone structure. At the gate, there are two ferocious, sharp toothed evil beasts with six tails. The evil beasts have beads in their mouths and eyes as big as brass bells. This seems to be the true listening in the imagination of monsters. With their arrival, the first door opened slowly. In the creaking sound of opening the door, the wind came from inside.

Siming went in.

The ground is covered with broken bricks, and the cracks between the bricks are filled with mud and withered grass. On the other side of the courtyard is the ghost temple. The style of the ghost temple is also very old. The walls are tightly arranged by wood chips, with moldy dark colors. The neat and mixed brackets support the eaves. Under the eaves, there are bells. The bells have no tongue. Instead, they are hung with Taoist symbols, and the bells sway with their feet. When the door opened, it was dark, as if a group of bats or crows would fly out at any time.

"Wait a minute."

Ning long body Jinwu eager to try, he was about to move on, Siming grabbed his wrist.

"What's the matter?" Ning long asked softly.

Simang said, "wait and go in."

Ning long puzzled, but did not object.

After a while, a group of dark shadows appeared outside the gate of the courtyard. They seemed to have shackles on their bodies. They all crawled in one by one.

Ning had a good look at them for a long time.

These are all dead demons.

In this world, the life from ancient times is called ancient gods, such as the ancient dragon, Phoenix, Kunpeng, Jinwu. Their blood is noble and their number is rare. Different races, even if they are not related to each other, can freely mate and give birth to offspring. However, the breeding cycle of ancient gods is too long, and the struggle for power among different races often leads to large-scale civil war.

In ancient books, the phrase "corpse mountain and sea of blood" is simple, but in the real world, it may be the decline and destruction of several ethnic groups, leaving only the most powerful ethnic groups to survive.

This is also the reason why the dragon family still flourished at the end of the ancient god era. At that time, the sea, sky, land, almost all over their footprints, coupled with their restless nature, random mating, and gave birth to countless ridiculous looking God descendants.

Demons are different from ancient gods. Most of them are animals. They cultivate wisdom and become demons.

The reproduction of demons is difficult to cross races, so the ethnic group is clear. Whether they are jackals, tigers and leopards, or local chickens and dogs, whether they have three heads and six arms or not in their future practice, people can distinguish their noumenon at a glance.

So in contrast, demons are closer to people than ancient gods.

Ning long looked at the shadows passing by. As they approached, their appearance became clearer. Among them, there were scorpion essence with broken tail, gecko essence with tail, lean wolf, leopard with skin spots... When they died for a long time, their pupils were dead gray, as if they would die out with a light blow. They come here in groups, more out of instinct.

Ning Changjiu and Siming watched them walk into the temple.

After the spirits of the demons entered the temple, the door outside the courtyard was closed.

Ning Changjiu and Si Mingxin walked towards the temple.

Over the steps, over the dark eaves.

It was dark in the temple, but it didn't affect their vision. The sound of chanting came from my ears

If you listen carefully, you will have a bloody fantasy in your mind.

Ning Changchang is no longer the boy who was trapped in Linhe City at the beginning, but his face is as calm as the darkness itself.

I saw the previous spirits kneeling on the ground, lying down and listening to recitation like walking corpses.

Ning long looked up and saw the ghosts in the ghost temple.

It was a statue with a plume on its head. The statue had a sharp mouth and a red ribbon on its body. It sat cross legged and looked compassionate.

At the end of the recitation, the bronze statue seemed to come alive. It began to speak with a pitiful voice: "all the demons are suffering, and heaven is pitying. I am the envoy of the ghost emperor. I will extradite you to the bloody sea soul cliff. Those who can endure hardships can see the life on the other side. Those who can't will fall into the fire of hell. "

In front of the statue, a pot with iron chains fell. The black oil in the pot was boiling.

All the demons knelt down together, and the voice was like singing: "willing to be crossed by ghosts and gods."

They knelt together and rolled into the iron pot.

Ning looked at the scene for a long time and asked in a low voice: "the demon clan also has its own king of the underworld, who calls himself a ghost?"

Simang just chuckled: "there is no ghost, just a ghost in despair, pushing himself to a more desperate hell."

Ning Changchang was about to ask questions when he saw that the statue of God on the temple seat had come to life. It was clearly a rooster with black feathers and red crowns. The red band on its body was not something else, but a centipede that had lived for many years. The Centipede's slender feet were on its feathers, and its long whiskers fluttered around it.

Bang!

In a startling sound, the tip of the cock's wing rolls a pot cover and slaps it on the oil pan.

In the pot, the soul's wailing is tearing.

Cockerel eyes red, it staring at the pot, short and hard beak issued a sharp grin.

Rather long looking at this scene, gently sigh.

Si Ming said: "it has a small part of the power of the king of the underworld."

Their voices rang out in the broken temple. The cockerel suddenly raised his head, widened his eyes, and sternly asked, "what is it?"

It then found that there were two people standing in the shadow of the door.

"Dare to break into the temple The cockerel flapped his wings and let out a strange cry: "where are you from? But coveting soul soup? "

Ning long not anxious, way: "dare to ask immortal, what is soul soup?"

The cockerel mocked and said, "don't pretend to be crazy! Since we are here, we will sacrifice you to the ghost emperor together! "

"Ghost emperor?" Ning Changjiu asked, "who is it?"

The cockerel no longer answered. It flapped its wings and rushed towards them. Simang cut a sword gently.

The cockerel spirit who pretended to be a ghost was chopped off with a sword, smashed the statue on the stage and fell to the wall.

Si Ming asked: "who is the ghost emperor?"

She seems to be asking questions, but in fact, the divine consciousness has penetrated into it, searching for the soul.

But she found nothing.

Siming was suspicious in his heart, but he saw that his eyes were red and he rushed to him again. Siming was no longer merciful and cut him in half with a sword.

The cockerel fell to the ground. Ning Changchang was surprised to find that it was just an empty shell. All the five internal organs and six lungs in his body disappeared, leaving only the shriveled meat.

"Its essence is the centipede!" Siming looked sharp.

Ning long also found that the centipede wrapped around the rooster disappeared. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the centipede crawling fast on the ground and disappearing in the crack.

But just a centipede, how can it escape the pursuit of simang?

Ding!

The long tail of the centipede is nailed by invisible swords in the dark, and then the wall is lifted. Countless swords break its shell and nail it to the ground. The centipede makes a long shrill sound and then dies. The fog of the ghost Temple disappeared, the full moon in the sky was broken, and a piece of black debris came out of its rapidly decaying body. The commander cleaned it with spiritual power, took it from the air, and gave it to Ning Changchang.

"This is one of the fragments of Mingjun. Although it's insignificant, it's a good start for us to get it when we come to Wanyao city for the first time." Siming looked at the broken temple with the wind behind him and said.

Ning long stares at this dust like fragment and says: "it seems that the reincarnation of ghost temple does not exist. It's just a trick."

Simang said faintly: "all over the world, where is not a trick? Besides, no matter it's cheating or not, the soul can't escape the end of breaking and dissipating. "

Rather long helpless smile.

Si Ming said: "I have something to do tonight. I want to come to Wanyao city. There are many temples like this."

So, that night, they searched the ghost temple in the wild mountains.

Those ghost temples are similar, and the ghost Buddhas in town are also liars disguised as monsters. But these monsters are very strange. They are the same as the previous centipede wrapped chicken. They have the Yellow finch controlled by the mantis, the wild wolf held by the goat spirit, and the eagle wrapped by the poisonous snake

The laws of nature seem to be reversed. They not only kill their natural enemies, but use them as puppets to create strange beauty.

Ning Changjiu is curious about this. He originally wanted to search for the soul to know the truth, but these goblins seem to be puppets of some unknown existence. After being drunk, they become madmen one by one.

But they rescued those demon spirits, and the demon spirits were not grateful. On the contrary, they regarded them as the demons of killing gods, aroused their instinctive wildness, and rushed to them.

Only in the middle of the night, dozens of ghost temples were destroyed.

But simang was a little tired. She leaned against the tree, looked at the half moon of the heart of heaven through the leaves, and said faintly, "even if you remove the ghost temple here, you can't get even a complete fragment."

Ning long looked at the fragments in his palm and said, "the real fragments of power should be controlled by the ghost emperor in their mouth."

"Well, at least I got some clues. I thought I would look for them in a random way after I got here." Si Ming Dao. Ning long will these fragments together, way: "now, tomorrow to Wanyao city to find the so-called ghost emperor is good, such a big name, should not be difficult to find." Simang didn't care too much. She looked at the moon and felt that the moon was looking at her, too. She was sure that there was no God in the Moon Palace, but the feeling was very strange and it seemed to make people fall asleep“ Lend me your shoulder Si Ming Dao“ What are you doing? " Ning long time just asked export, then saw to take charge of a life to lightly lean on own shoulder, tiny close an eye. Ning long put on the outer garment for her“ Put on airs. " Si Ming snorted coldly, but he didn't appreciate it and went to sleep. Siming had a strange dream. In the dream, she continued to move towards the ten thousand demon city. But she is not close to ten thousand demon city, but a moon. In the moon, a shadow in white with its back to itself is bright, which makes the bright moon pale（ Thank you, great Xia, for your socks! Thank you for your support ~)