Beyond the Divine States

How can I dream like this?

Zhao Xiang'er opened her eyes. She slightly raised her left hand, lifted a wisp of hair from her right dimple, gently pinched the lip, slightly opened her thin and warped lips, and pursed her hair between her lips. She insisted on the sword of the red umbrella and slowly supported her body. The wind knife from the front pressed her skirt. Her cold cheeks were morbid white, but her look was as cold as black frost.

Previously, she had a dream that she came to a Taoist temple. The buildings behind her and the mountains were black and undulating together. In front of her, there was a scene of moonlight like water, a round of ice shadow like a perfect circle, hanging in the sky, close at hand.

She followed her heart and walked out of the view.

She felt vaguely that she was following someone, but she didn't look back.

She looked at the moon and drew out her sword. Subconsciously, she told her that it was the day of ascension. Because she was in a dream, her consciousness was chaotic and she didn't doubt it, so she obeyed her heart and went to the moon with her sword. She looked at the moon and faintly felt that someone in the moon was talking to her, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Then she woke up.

It's a simple and strange dream... Zhao Xiang'er's tight heart is gradually relaxed, her lips are moving, her green silk is falling back from her lips, showing her tiny white teeth, her long eyelashes are trembling, and her eyes are gradually open.

It should be that the trial was too tiring, so I fell asleep by the sword.

She didn't sleep long, and she immediately picked herself up. She gazed at the burning fire in the sky and the towering white bone like a sword under her feet, sighed, pulled out her sword, and walked along the road of white bone between the fire.

Her injury did not heal, blood dripping along the red skirt, dripping on the ground, the white bones dotted with red.

The trial lasted one month.

In a month, she will kill all the demons and ghosts in the test field, cut them into the abyss of fire and burn them to white bones, otherwise, the test will have to end in failure.

The blood on the umbrella sword drips away gradually, revealing the smooth surface of the thin sword.

In the front, in the middle of an open fire, the huge fossil like egg was shaking. With the arrival of Zhao xianger, the fossil like egg broke through the crack, and a big white bone bird with bone spines, chest, wings, and crown burning flames flew out of it. One side of its wing was cut off.

As soon as it soared, the world around it began to shake. Countless flames twisted and flew to it. Between the broken wings of the big white bone bird, a strong arm grew out. The flying flame condensed into a blade in its palm. It held the knife, opened its long beak, and roared at Zhao xianger.

Around the fire, the space condenses into a wall. Only five realms can be broken. Zhao xianger has no way to go back.

Her fingers were flying, and her slender sword was like a fire butterfly jumping at her fingertips.

She forgot her strange dream. She held the red umbrella in her backhand, threw it out and whirled it against the big bird. At the same time, she held the sword in both hands, and her figure leaped up after a lunge. The glory of cutting the sky and the sea bloomed on the blade of the sword. Zhao xianger gave a clear rebuke and chopped it at the white bone giant bird.

The giant bird waved his knife. Its wings are rolling with fire, its long open beak and sharp teeth are crisscrossed, and it roars angrily at the invaders, tearing their souls.

The fire of battle is like a great boat across the sky.

……

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Ning Changjiu and Siming stop near the top of the mountain. The wall there is painted with "white bone statue". The white bone statue is a precious ink material made by grinding animal bones and mixing the blood of ancient gods. The painting will not fade for thousands of years.

"It's just a commercial bird. At the beginning, there was a tyrant in the state of Shang, and there were frequent demons among the people. This bird took advantage of the chaos and used human as food. Later, when the old Taoist subdued the demon, the commercial bird was cut off one wing. From then on, the commercial bird disappeared. Later, it got an ancient ape bone and attached it to itself with its arm." Siming looked at the bird on the white bone painting and said.

"Merchant bird..." Ning Changchang nodded and looked over the long portrait of the mountain road. The portrait was full of strange birds. They were all ferocious and ferocious. They all looked like the demon birds who were a disaster to the world.

Siming made a simple interpretation of some of the famous birds.

At the end of the mountain road at both ends, the picture goes around. Those dark and terrible birds are gone. At the end of one side, there is a roc bird with extremely long feathers, thick armor and golden fire wings. At the end of the other side, there is a peacock with green head and rosy feathers. The peacock's screen wind is wide open, and the feathers between the screens are peerless swords.

The two birds looked down at the bottom of the demon bird, look indifferent.

"This is the golden winged Mirs and the peacock king." Simang said lightly: "it's said that in ancient times, all the demon birds were devoured by the golden winged Mirs and the Peacock King Ming, and refined into a demon formula. Between these two sacred birds, there was another world shaking battle. The outcome is unknown. Many years later, the golden winged Mirs reappeared, but the Peacock King Ming has never been found."

"Golden winged Mirs..." Ning long repeated it in a low voice and asked, "the legendary bird swallowing the sky that feeds on the dragon?"

"Well." Simang nodded and said, "the golden winged Mirs are very powerful. It is said that they and the Peacock King Ming are both the birds who got the power of Huanghe River when Huanghe River Dragon finch Nirvana became Zhuque."

"I see." Ning long nodded and asked, "what about the three foot gold? How strong or weak is Jinwu? "

"Oh." Siming sneered and said, "do I have to say that? Take it out yourself and compare it with the picture. Won't you make a judgment? "

Ning Changchang said, "I asked about it... At its peak."

"Jinwu is very powerful at its peak, otherwise it can't nearly occupy the sun, although it's not the real sun." Simang's eyes were dim, and he said with a smile: "Alas, the glory is all in the past. How can it be like this when you bring a bird to your hand? Or does it fit in with you? "

Ning long narrowed his eyes and looked at her with the same smile, saying: "if the contract doesn't fit, it's still up to the divine official to say. Do you want to try it tonight? "

Simang's smile suddenly disappeared. She took off the mask of the fox and covered it on her face. She turned away from the topic and said coldly: "the front is the gate of the mountain. Follow the rules and don't always get into trouble!"

They went over the white bone statues of Mirs and peacocks to the top of lion Camel Mountain. There were no decent houses on the top of lion Camel Mountain, but there were countless caves at the mountain gate. Those caves were crowded on the mountain, which looked like a dark coal nest. From time to time, monsters in animal skins came in and out with weapons.

"Who's coming? Give me your name!" Two monsters with weapons surrounded, halberds crisscross, blocking their way.

Ning long way: "I come to find the demon."

"Looking for the demon? What kind of goblin are you looking for The little demon looked at the mask on the black robed woman's face and said, "there is no fox demon here!"

Ning Changchang said, "I'm here to find your king."

"King?" Two monsters with weapons looked at each other, laughed and said: "dream! Is it possible for you to see the king when you meet him? "

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"King, this... Guest is here for you. I can't help but lead the way." The goblin is submissive.

A white demon was sitting in the cave with a big figure, surrounded by weapons. Those weapons were not swords, axes and axes, but heavy blunt weapons. The white elephant demon is a big demon at the peak of the purple court. It has been guarding the lion Camel Mountain for many years and has not seen any visitors for a long time.

It looked at Ning Changchang for a while, then looked at the woman in black, as if facing the enemy.

"I see. You step back first." The white elephant monster shook its nose at the goblin.

After the goblin left, the white elephant demon got up and looked at them and said, "you two have come all the way. What can I do for you?"

Ning long smile, said: "we are admirers of the sage, want to know about the deeds of the sage."

The white elephant demon's look suddenly became much more friendly and said, "so it is. I should have come to find trouble. Two of them are good at Taoism and admire saints. They are also friends of the demon family. But today, we are in a hurry, and there is no time to hold a banquet."

"Don't bother." Ning Chang, smiling and kind, said, "I've heard that the white elephant General of shituoshan has great magic power and dignity. Today I see that he is really extraordinary."

"That's ridiculous." The white elephant led them to sit down, looked at the woman with the fox mask and asked, "this is..."

Simang said faintly, "I am his master."

The white elephant demon has no doubt, because it feels much more than the purple Court on the other side, which is the reason why he treated the uninvited guests so courteously.

Ning Changjiu took over the slave's identity temporarily.

The white elephant said: "when the sage was born, I was still a minion. The way is not as good as it is now. I'm really ashamed of the name of demon king..."

As he said that, he recalled some of the past events of that year, but the white elephant was not yet refined. It was one of the war machines in the war with the ancient god. It ran rampant in the army and disrupted each other's platoon. At that time, it was also a colossus that had experienced many battles and made a great reputation. However, it was far from being able to see the saint himself, so it just told some stories by beating around the bush.

Ning long quietly listen, white elephant said content he is not very concerned about, just nodded with a smile. When he asked questions about saints, he was mainly close to each other, so that he could easily ask what he wanted to know about the secrets of Wanyao city. Otherwise, he would be forced to ask by force, which would not only be abrupt, but also cause trouble.

The white elephant demon finished what he knew about the sage. Ning Changjiu said a few thanks, and then casually asked, "it seems to me that on the mountain road at that time, the Mirs and peacocks painted on both sides are vivid and touching. I don't know what they mean?"

The white elephant demon thought for a moment and explained, "the golden winged Mirs are my third brother. When it was the weakest, they were saved by me and brother Qingshi. But the third brother's way is far ahead of my elder brother and me. "

Ning long asked: "what about the peacock?"

The white elephant said: "that peacock is the enemy of the third brother's life. After the fierce battle, although the peacock disappeared, the third brother deeply cherished it. He not only painted the white bone painting, but also made the peacock statue on the mountain."

"I see." Ning long thought about it and said: "thank you for your help, oh, right..."

Ning Changchang took out the stick from his sleeve, handed it to the white elephant demon, and said, "just on my way here, I met a little monkey who was a fortune teller at the foot of the mountain. I asked for the note, but because my eyes are shallow, I can't understand it. I hope the demon king can help me solve the puzzle."

The white elephant demon took over the slender sign and frowned: "these sticks have been chased all the time, but they can't finish it. This kind of thing doesn't need to be taken seriously."

Then he looked at the two lines on the sign and his trunk wrinkled.

"To live forever for the white deer, to live forever for the jade toad? White Deer... Live forever... "

The white elephant demon suddenly laughed and said, "this signature is crooked."

"What do you say?" Ning long asked immediately.

"The white elephant said:" there is a white deer demon in bhikkhu peak. I have known him for a long time. He is talking all day long about his eternal life. He just answered the signature

"Picchu peak?" Ning Changchang asked: "how does the White Deer demon king live forever?"

The white elephant said: "there is a sacred tree under the peak of bhikkhu. It is almost dead, but it still bears a sacred fruit every few months. It is said that if you gather up 1110 sacred fruits, you can get the power of longevity. What are you going to do with this

The white elephant demon became alert.

Ning Changjiu arched his hand and said with a smile, "we're just visiting the ten thousand demon city, thinking that if this city is robbed one day, we can also record the deeds of the demon king here, sort them out and spread them to the world."

One side of the Si Ming light and a.

The white elephant demon suddenly realized and said, "I see, I see."

The two chatted for a while, and they were very speculative. When Ning Changjiu talked with him about the reincarnation of demons, he asked, "I heard that there is a famous demon here. I have admired him for a long time. I don't know which peak I live in."

White elephant demon doubts a way: "ten thousand demon city where come of ghost emperor?"

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They came down from Shituo mountain and walked the mountain road again.

"After asking for so long, I didn't ask for any results." Simang's voice was slightly resentful.

Ning Changjiu said: "this is expected. Well, anyway, I know the location of the white deer. "

"Oh, do you really believe this signature?" Si Ming said with a smile, "are you in such a hurry to go to a doctor?"

Ning Changjiu pointed to the sign and said, "I'm just in awe of the destiny."

Siming didn't say a word about it, but said: "according to the map of Canyu, the peak of biqiu is not short from here. You don't have to go straight for a broken sign."

"Well, the original route is fine-tuning. We'll look for peaks one by one. From then on, Wuji, Chechi, Zhuzi, daughter, and then bhikkhu." Ning long said.

Siming said with a smile: "I think you mainly want to go to the daughter mountain?"

Ning Changchang smiles the same way: "the appearance of the girl who claimed to be the master before is really impressive."

"You... What do you want to do?" Under the fox demon mask, simang's wary eyes were full of fear.

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On the lion hump, the white elephant demon came to the Bi eye of the wall. It stretched out its hand and pulled out the wood blocking the Bi eye. Soon, a yellow sparrow chirped and rushed over.

The white elephant demon reached out and put a small roll of paper into the beak of the Yellow finch. It read a demon saying: "to the white deer's birthday."

The Yellow finch flies away with its wings.

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Ning Changjiu and Siming searched one peak after another according to the original route.

In wujifeng, Ning long saw a green lion, but it did not recognize the bell, there are no nine. But when Ning long asked if there were nine lions, the green lion was shocked and asked in a cold voice, "what's the matter with you looking for the ancestor of the nine spirit yuan holy master?"

Ning explained the old story of lingdang for a long time, then the green lion eased down and said: "Shizu has long been shut up in the deepest part of the ten thousand demon city. Don't say it's an outsider like you. Even I don't have the qualification to go in. The lingdang is not an important thing, so don't rush into the forbidden area."

Ning long nodded. He put away the bell and remembered the name of jiulingyuansheng. Then he and Siming came to the next mountain.

Chechi peak is a gathering of three peaks. The peaks are carved into the shape of three demon heads, namely tiger, deer and sheep. They all call themselves national masters. When they work together, they have the strength of five realms. They hold a share of power in the three mountains.

Ning Changjiu didn't waste time to visit them one by one, but let Siming find out if there was any trace of Mingjun's power on the peak. Siming couldn't feel it, so they went to the next mountain.

Zhu Zishan's demon king is a golden horse with scales and golden flame.

There are half human beings and half demons on this mountain, and the living environment is much better than the previous peaks. At this time, the dusk shrouded the mountain peak in the setting sun, and the statue of the golden coot seemed to be lit, reflecting the light.

Siming took a look at the image of the demon king, then looked around the whole demon city and said, "I'll live here tonight."

Ning long nodded in agreement.

They found an inn set up by human beings to stay. The inn is much more spacious and bright, with all kinds of furniture.

The director stretched his body leisurely and leisurely, and said, "the legendary city of ten thousand spirits is similar to that of the people's practice. They are all built on the top of the peak, bringing together the essence of heaven and earth. It's just that the object of cultivation has been changed from man to demon. "

Ning long looked at her figure bathing in the evening color, and said: "now this Zhu Zifeng is even more magnificent."

Siming chuckled, looked back, squinted at him, and said, "what you said is true, but your flattery really makes people unhappy."

Ning Changchang said, "what are you laughing at?"

Simang's lips were immediately smoothed. She shook her sleeves and closed the window. The sun turned into a grid, reflecting on her face.

"Cut the crap." Siming youyou opened his mouth, went to the mirror and said, "comb my hair for me."

Ning didn't refuse for a long time. She took the comb from simang and combed her vertical ankle hair carefully.

After combing his hair, Ning was thirsty for a long time. He took a fruit from the fruit plate and peeled it. When he was about to eat it, he was snatched by Siming and bit it.

"Why do you rob everything?" Ning is very angry.

Simang bit the sweet fruit and said, "didn't you say I was a robber? He said, "the robbers pushed me."

Ning Changchang said, "why don't I get rid of the harm for the people tonight?"

But Siming had bitten the fruit and went to the bedside, took out the red line and pulled it, dividing the bed into half territory.

Ning Changjiu looked at Siming's curve when he bent down to pick up the quilt, silently looked away, connived at her robber behavior, quietly took a new fruit to peel, and he said: "I wish you a good dream tonight."

"Thank you." Simang spoke lightly and didn't care.

Rather long a prophecy, tonight Si Ming did have a strange dream, this dream, actually like the continuation of the last nightmare.

She saw her back in the moon again.

Simang was hesitating whether to cut the demons with a sword, but he saw that the figure turned back first and shook off thousands of sword shadows.

Moonlight flowing into the long river, it seems that a heavy snow.

Every snowflake is a sword.

Siming looked up slowly, looking at the majestic snow, looking shocked.

She recognized the meaning of these swords - this is her own sword!

But some details seem different.

She stares at these details and looks at them carefully. The brilliance in her eyes changes and she marvels at the mystery of the sword move.

She originally thought that her Dao skills were excellent, and her original sword skills were as perfect as her. Even the most critical master of Kendo in all ages could not find any problems.

But... In her dream tonight, she saw something almost miraculous.

"How beautiful..." simang said from the bottom of his heart.

She was immersed in the heavy snow, let the snow fall on her shoulders, soaked in the cold, but still, watching the snow.

What a miracle... She looked at it for a long time, and gradually shed tears.

After a long time, the snow finally stopped. She was submerged by the snow and became a snowman.

Siming woke up in the middle of the night.

She sat up from the bed and recalled her previous dreams... Such dreams were too real... Strong emotions surged up in her heart. She recalled those sword moves and found that this was not a dream illusion, but a real, perfect thing

This... What's going on?!

Simang was overjoyed, but he was also afraid.

What can perfect the sword moves so far is absolutely the existence of the master level of the kingdom of God. Is it... Is it Bai zangtuo's dream to use me as a chess piece?

No, no!

Siming lowered his head, thinking about the shadow of the green silk and white clothes. That woman's dream is more wrong! She and I are clearly enemies!

As soon as Siming's eyes brightened, he thought of another possibility - it was his own feeling!

Maybe these years, I have been aware of the defects of swordsmanship in my subconscious mind. Until today, I finally get perfect and come out through dreams! In this case... Simang's heart is hotter. In this case, it just shows that he has the potential to become the Lord of the kingdom of God!

Is this the real guide of fate? Am I finally going to break my own bottleneck?

Siming suddenly sobered up, burning emotions throughout the four limbs, make her difficult to sleep.

"What's the matter?" Ning long has not yet fallen asleep, looking at the woman suddenly awakened, asked.

But see Siming looking at his eyes also changed, in which smile shallow, but full of confidence and pride. Generally speaking, this kind of eyes can only be possessed when Siming threatens to revenge himself in the future.

I'm at a loss for a long time.

Simang got up to put on his clothes and walked slowly to the ground with graceful steps and light words: "go to sleep first. I'll repair my sword for a while, and I won't disturb you."

"Don't be too tired." Ning long concerned to say a, then he also gave birth to sleepy, slowly fell asleep.

... in the three thousand world, Zhao xianger pulled out his umbrella sword from the back of the white boned merchant bird. As the umbrella sword was pulled out, the flame of the huge white boned bird was extinguished, and its bones broke down, turned into ashes and scattered on the ground, and was devoured by the blade in his hand. The walls of the surrounding air crumbled“ It's really hard to kill... "Zhao xianger shook her breath. Her red skirt swayed lonely, holding the sword, hanging her head, and her chest undulating. She slowly knelt on the ground, watching the shadow of her cheek on the blade of the sword, and her detachment and weakness poured into her body. Instead of rushing to the next demon's location, she curled up her slender legs, clasped the hilt of her sword in her hands, put her forehead on the back of her hand, and had a rest for a while. Unconsciously, she also fell asleep in the past（ Thanks for the book friends and the actors_ The helmsman who will reward! Thank you for your support