Beyond the Divine States

On the steps under the Taoist temple, the fog has dispersed, and the 16-year-old girl is standing on the mountain road. Behind them, the world is wide and the wheat waves are rolling.

Ning long wears a blue Taoist robe, which is more elegant. Zhao xianger's Taoist robe is snow white, which is more childish.

After the lucky meeting, they looked at each other.

Breeze Qinghe, soft holding their clothes and hair, rather long looking at Zhao xianger, a moment, he suddenly felt, this will not be xianger, they are dreaming at the same time! But soon, Ning Chang rejected the idea - Xiang'er didn't know she had another life, and she couldn't have been here. She shouldn't be so calm at the moment.

This should be an illusion of consciousness construction.

The rain and the setting sun in the imperial city of the state of Zhao had already gone away. Looking back after a hundred difficulties, the girl in the dream still seemed to meet for the first time. What a dream you don't want to wake up to

Zhao xianger also quietly looked at him, snow lotus like robes covering the body, soft like clouds. There is no unnecessary feeling in the dream, the sunshine and the spring breeze are warm.

Is this the Taoist temple of Ningchang school?

Of course, Zhao xianger knew that this view was not true. When she was a child, she received a letter of marriage. Her mother told her that her future husband was a little Taoist. At that time, she imagined what the Taoist temple would look like. She imagined every door, every temple and every brick. Later, although the letter of marriage was sealed at the bottom of the box, her original thought might never fade away.

Is this what I imagined as a child?

As for why Ning Changjiu didn't appear in the Taoist temple, but in the Imperial City, she couldn't understand that it was just an inconstant fate beyond her mother's calculation.

Zhao xianger looked at him and blinked. He thought that when he saw his skin bag three years ago, he was almost cheated. He thought that he was really a good looking gentleman... Well, could he learn bad later?

Zhao xianger's clear black and white eyes narrowed slightly, and her long and curly eyelashes fluttered in the sun, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

She seems to be planning something.

Ning Changchang was stunned. After all, he was guilty. Even in his dream, Zhao xianger's cat like eyes still made him flustered.

But Xiang'er in the dream is still so small, so I should take care of her as a sister and polish her character so as not to suffer in the future... No, where does the dream come from?

They looked at each other in silence, but heard the fairy voice coming from the Taoist temple.

"Meet me in the inner hall."

This is the voice of yechan palace.

When Zhao xianger heard such a sound for the first time, he felt that he was on the coast and the pure wind was coming.

Rather long also slightly absent-minded.

The dream is not absolutely sober, two people naturally turn around, side by side toward the steps.

Deep in the Taoist temple, among the gods and Buddhas, they stood together in front of the curtain.

The curtain rippled slightly and the words of the observer floated out

"From today on, you two are not only Taoist companions, but also the only two disciples under my knees. After today, I'm going to shut up. You can get along well in the temple. Don't disturb me."

The voice of the observer is very soft and beautiful, which reminds people of the beauty of the woman who speaks.

The only two disciples... Are you missing? Do you subconsciously want to have a world with xianger? Ning Changjiu, who has always been confident, suddenly doubts his moral character.

The only two disciples... Did the female master and Ning teach one-on-one for a long time? Zhao xianger wanted to open the curtain and see her. But he thought that he had never met Ning Changchang's so-called master. His dream should not be able to show her, so he was separated by a layer of veil.

Thinking about this, Zhao xianger quietly glances at Ning Changchang. She finds that the other person's look doesn't seem to fluctuate... Well, I think too much.

As they pondered, the curtain lifted and two volumes of scriptures fell in front of them.

They reached for it.

Although not open, they have been across the pages to feel the infinite mystery.

"Thank you, master." Ning long said naturally.

When Zhao xianger first came here, she was a little uncomfortable. She opened the book and inspected the goods. Then she said in a low voice, "thank you, master."

Strange... It's clear that I haven't read this Scripture, but the mystery is so real.

The Taoist immortal voice rose again: "now that it's settled, you should step down and practice. Don't slack off. Three years later, the Taoist priest will open, and I'll test your unique skills."

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Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger go out of the hall with a book in their arms.

"Rather long." The word of the observer rises again.

Ning Changchang was slightly surprised and asked, "what's the matter with master?"

"Close the door." The master said.

"..." Ning Changchang thought, this is really his position in the view.

"Yes, master."

He closed the door.

They looked at each other.

"That... Would rather be long!" Zhao xianger opened his mouth slightly and said seriously, "listen, you will be my younger martial brother in the future."

"Ah?" Ning Changchang was surprised, where would he agree? He said, "I'm a disciple of the master. How can you be my elder martial sister after you?"

Are you so stubborn in your dreams? Zhao xianger frowned and said, "haven't you heard a saying?"

"What?" Ning Changchang asked.

"The latecomer comes first!" Zhao xianger is right.

Ning Changchang was surprised. He didn't expect Xiang'er in his dream to be so eloquent. For a moment, he didn't know how to retort.

Taking advantage of the victory, Zhao xianger said, "from then on, I will be your elder martial sister. I will teach you the way on behalf of my master."

Ning Changchang thought to himself that he was a local snake. How could he lose?

"What's the joke of younger martial sister?" Ning Changchang said: "although you are my unmarried wife, I will not let you be unruly and willful!"

Zhao xianger's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his porcelain white face was angry: "who do you say is unruly and willful?"

Ning long looked at her fierce, tiger like appearance, gave in, sneered: "well, you are gentle and kind, beautiful appearance."

Zhao xianger felt that he was scolding himself, so he scolded him back: "then you have a good character and a simple man!"

Two people seem to have been scolded to the pain point, a blocked heart, quietly dispelling emotions, a time did not speak.

But who is the elder martial sister and who is the elder martial brother must be separated!

Ning long thought of the story of the fourth elder martial sister and the fifth elder martial brother. He immediately turned back to worship him and said, "master, please worship me."

Zhao xianger crouched down, holding a book in one hand and a fragrant cheek in the other. He blinked at him and said, "I kneel so fast, but my master seems to have ignored you."

Ning Changjiu said, "master has recognized me for a long time."

"Recognized you?" Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and said with a smile, "yes, after I left the temple, my master asked you to help me close the door. By implication, don't you mean that you are a disciple of closing the door?"

Ning Changchang was stunned and couldn't find any reason to refute. He had to calm himself and said, "I'm just the disciple who is responsible for closing the door!"

Zhao xianger gave a faint smile, and his eyes were full of cunning. "Don't be cunning. In a word, I'll be your elder martial sister in the future!"

Ning Changjiu said, "you dream!"

Zhao xianger was surprised and thought that she was really dreaming. Only in her dream would she take off her cold and gorgeous disguise and show her girlish character

"You're dreaming," she said angrily

Ning Changchang is surprised and thinks that he can't help Xiang'er in his dream... It's still his dream! It's useless

They were stabbed to the pain at the same time. Ning long bite lips, bow meditation, Zhao xianger pursed lips drum cheek, eyes faint.

Zhao xianger suddenly opened his mouth and proposed: "let's fight! The winner is the best! The loser has to be respectful to the other side and not be arrogant any more. How about that? "

"No problem!

”Ning Changjiu had this idea and asked, "how do you compare? "Fighting with men and fighting with men?"

Zhao xianger's eyes narrowed. She said confidently, "well, let's bet on one thing."

"What?" Ning long asked curiously.

Zhao xianger said with a smile: "I can guess what kind of woman you like! If I'm right, you have to give up, OK? "

Ning long looked at her self-confident appearance and thought what does the 16-year-old Zhao Xiang'er know? There is no doubt that she will lose.

"Since you have such a proposal, I will follow you." Ning Changjiu said.

They put aside their prejudice for a while, sat down by the lotus pool, made a promise, and then looked at each other.

Zhao xianger's first words were like thunder in the sea of knowledge: "you like the female Sword Fairy in white!"

"The Sword Fairy must have a good figure. Well, he should have a clear sword heart and a cool personality on weekdays." Zhao xianger continued: "you say, am I right?"

Rather long mouth half open, do not know how to speak. How could sixteen year old Xiang'er know her husband

"You also like the women who are your enemies. They love and kill each other. That woman's figure... I guess, should also be tall and graceful, as for the hair, perhaps also unusual color Zhao Xiang'er said coldly and faintly, and then put out his mace.

It's better to live long than to be shocked. He looked at Zhao Xiang'er in a dazed way. His pupil was trembling. He thought it would be OK to get married. How do you know, simang?! After he was shocked, he suddenly realized that such a dream must be made out of guilt for Xiang'er! After all, I don't know how to tell Xiang'er about simang... This is the so-called fear in the day and dream in the night!

Zhao xianger's eyes were raised. She was very pure in her white Taoist robe. Her slender arms supported her tender cheeks, but she was as lazy as a kitten. She was smiling. Her eyes were as curved as a crescent moon. She asked between her thin lips, "how about it? Am I right? "

She is confident that she will win.

Ning long silence for a moment, raised his head, firm way: "no!"

Zhao xianger's eyes opened, and she snorted. In her tactful words, she was threatening: "you should obey your heart when you cultivate Taoism. You can't cheat me!"

Rather long cut nail cut Railway: "is not right!"

Zhao xianger said, "since it's not right, what kind of woman do you like in your heart?"

Ning looked at her for a long time and said in a gentle voice, "the girl I like should be as big as me. Her eyes are black and white, just like the mountains and the sky on a snowy night. Her long hair is dark, just like all the dark clouds in the world. She is as soft as the clouds. When she wears a black skirt, she is cold, and when she wears a white skirt, she is beautiful, When she wears strong clothes, she is brave and valiant. She has her own pride and kindness. She... "

"No, no!" Zhao xianger put up a soft palm and interrupted.

Her eyes color and easy to see to panic, chest also showed a little rapid ups and downs, she bit the lip, the porcelain white face is a bit more white.

He... How did he

Zhao xianger suddenly realized that this was when Ning Changchang was 16 years old. At that time, where did he know Lu Jiajia and Siming? He... He only knew himself! Why am I so stupid

It must be because the dream is not clear enough!

"Miss Xiang'er, am I right?" Ning long asked softly.

Zhao Xiang'er took a deep breath, thinking that he was cultivating himself in the three thousand world, and killing the finch in the sky fire trial. How could he dream... Is it that what he shows in the dream is the softest part in his heart?

Ning Changjiu reaches out his hand and shakes it in front of Zhao xianger's eyes.

Zhao xianger looked back, lowered his voice and said weakly, "you... You won."

Ning Changjiu asked with a smile, "what should you call me?"

……

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"What a nightmare..." Zhao xianger opened his eyes slowly, looked at the flames spreading between heaven and earth, held the blade in his hand, and sighed to himself.

But fortunately, it's a dream... If Ning knew such a shameful dream for a long time, he would be so arrogant that he would jump to the sky!

I hope I don't have such a dream tomorrow.

Zhao xianger thinks like this, but finds that his mental recovery is surprisingly good. Well... A blessing in disguise?

She clenched the sword and went to the next demon king.

She wanted to vent her anger.

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"What dream did you have last night? Laughing so happily? " Siming looked at Ning Changjiu who had been giggling after waking up, and frowned and asked.

Ning long restrained his smile, learned the lesson of yesterday, and said: "I dream that we took back the power of the nether world, saved Xiaoling and the netherworld, and then lived carefree in the ancient lingzong."

Siming looked at him suspiciously and asked, "we?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "of course it's us. You are our Lord. How can you not be here?"

Siming sneered: "I believe your lies! I'm afraid you had a dream of your little wife last night. Did you fall in love with her in your dream

Ning Changchang marveled at Siming's understanding of himself. He digged off the topic and calmly said, "how did you wake up earlier than me?"

Siming sat cross legged, and her fingertips were familiar with the change of the sword formula. While practicing the sword, she said: "in the days when I came to Wanyao City, I slept peacefully every night just because I was too tired to control the sword in the daytime. These days, the power is to travel around the mountains and play with the water, and the spiritual power is not consumed at all. Where do I need sleep to supplement my spirit? It's you, who do nothing but sleep better and better every day. "

"I think too much every day, and I'm... Tired." Ning long explained, looked at Siming, looked at her sword for a while, and asked, "how is your sword technique different from the past?"

Simang said softly, "I'm talented and intelligent. I'm just a master of kendo. Well... In short, you're closer to death."

Ning long heard this, immediately thought of the dream master to their own scriptures.

Is there any mystery in the Scriptures?

He took care of the quarrel with Xiang'er, but he almost forgot about it.

When Siming finished his sword practice, Ning long combed her hair, and they walked towards the door as usual.

"Bai Lu Shouxing will return tomorrow. Where shall we go today?" Asked Siming.

Ning Changjiu said: "yesterday you said that we should prepare for the worst for the white deer."

"Well, we are here to rob things after all, and we can't expect it to be polite to us," he said

Ning long thought about it and said, "go down the mountain first. When I came here yesterday, I saw some temple shadows on the side. "

Siming and he went out of the inn carefully arranged by the boy and girl, and walked out along the stone road of biqiu peak. Their figure in the small demon bustling on the road a flash and, in a twinkling of an eye, came to the pavilion outside, the pavilion outside the tombstone as new.

"Compared with the previous ones, this mountain is less evil, but more beautiful." Simang walked slowly. Her eyes fell on the dark forest, looking at the slippery moss and mottled shadow, she said softly.

Ning Changjiu said: "if this place can always be like this, it's lucky for the monster."

"Wishful thinking." Siming shook his head with a light smile and said sarcastically, "in the whole world, there is no bliss. There is no mountain where the sunset falls. The peace here will be broken one day. The real God will never care about the life and death of mortals."

Ning Changchang said: "although you were a God, you don't have to be so pessimistic."

Simang said: "you will be pessimistic only when you have seen the truth. You will understand one day."

With that, she walked down the mountain.

There is a flower field in the middle of the mountain. There is no soil under the flower field. The rock bottom is full of white and dignified flowers. There is a fence outside the flower field. There is a thin thread hanging between the fence and a flower protecting bell on the line. Several newly refined women are farming in the flower field.

"It's a pretty flower." I'd rather say it for a long time.

"That's stone tea." Siming said: "a kind of flower with short life can only bloom for one season and can be used as medicine."

While talking, a group of white deer and female deer came out of the woods

The children are busy driving away to prevent them from trampling or eating the flower field.

Through the stone tea flower field, under the mountain peak, we can see the divine trees at that moment.

Siming looked at the nearly dead tree, showing a look of nostalgia: "when the ginseng fruit tree was knocked down, it disappeared. It was planted here, but it didn't die completely."

"It's called ginseng fruit tree." Ning long nodded gently.

Siming said: "ginseng fruit trees may have the function of prolonging life, but it's wishful thinking to live forever."

Ning Changchang didn't know about it and didn't say much about it, but whether it was yesterday or today, when he looked at the sacred tree, he felt a kind of nausea in his heart, which was not from his heart, but from Jinwu.

After leaving bhikkhu peak, they walked towards the continuous temples in the rear.

The temple is pulled up high on the ground. Its walls are made of large and small dark blue stones. The herringbone roof extends gently. There are no windows. There are several transparent holes in the ancient walls.

They walked up the road on the side of the temple.

The weather is gloomy, and there will be a heavy rain at any time.

Most of the gods worshipped in the temple were the famous giant demons who died in the war.

These demon kings once fought with the saints, climbing the pillars of heaven, going to the immortal court, and breaking the sky. They beat the world upside down, and the sun and the moon lost their light. At this moment, even if they were just sculptures, they still had the dignity of making the demons kneel and tremble. At the moment, most of their real bodies have been broken, and their spirits have been suppressed under the great dynasties of China and survive under the shadow of the afterglow of saints.

Ning long walked into the temple.

Three open doors separate light and shadow from the dim boundary.

Ning Changjiu asked in a low voice, "if one day I die like them, will you repair the statue for me?"

Simang asked: "how much money did Lu Qijia give you? You have the ambition to build a temple for yourself?"

"Ning kept silent for a long time and said," I'm just assuming. "

"Of course," simang said

Ning Changjiu was moved. But listen to simang continue: "build a ancestral temple, use black iron to make a kneeling statue of you, tell the world that this is the generation of great evildoers, let you be despised, and leave a bad memory forever."

Ning Changjiu said with a bitter smile: "the divine officer is so cruel."

Si Ming Zhen's head was lighter and said calmly: "so it's not allowed to die easily."

Ning long micro Zheng, but see simang slowly to the middle of the statue.

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The four demon statues in the middle are said to be the four dead demon saints. Their names are clearly written under the heavy colored sculptures.

The great sage of covering the sea is written under the dragon, the great sage of moving mountains is written under the lion, the great sage of ventilation is written under the ape, and the great sage of driving gods is written under the demon.

The four statues of demons and saints are almost upright in the temple. They bear the curling incense. Even though the statues are full of cracks, they still do not collapse. According to the notice on the door of the temple, if one day their spirits really die out, the statues will also be broken.

If there is one day, it should be a very tragic scene

Ning long thought quietly, and his eyes passed in the temple of demon God. He looked at the statues standing large and small, and wanted to pay homage to a stick of incense. Then he was surprised to find that the monkey demon was selling incense again!

One man and one monkey looked at each other for a while, and they were all surprised.

"What's your origin?" Ning long asked casually.

Monkey demon laughed and said, "what's the origin? It was born in the womb."

"Where's your mother?" Ning Changchang asked.

The monkey demon was silent for a while and said, "my mother and my brothers and sisters are all eaten by wild tigers, and I'll live..."

The luck of one's life may be used up at that time.

Ning Changjiu asked him how many sticks of incense he had bought, handed him the copper coin and said, "then you have to live well."

The monkey demon didn't refuse. He took the copper coin, grinned and said, "you are a kind guest. You will be rewarded."

Ning long looked at its tail and asked, "how did your tail break?" The monkey demon scratched his ears and gills, and said with a smile: "it's broken since he was born. I don't know. Maybe he was bitten by a tiger, but fortunately he only bit his tail... Half a tail is worth a life." Ning looked at Siming for a long time. Siming took back his eyes from the little monkey and shook his head gently. Little monkey looked at the statue behind him, not willing to burn incense, but devoutly worshipped, kneeling and kowtowing. Ning long slightly bent down and saluted the ritual demon God, while simang stood still and indifferent“ Do you know all these monsters? " Ning Changchang asked. "The monkey said:" I can't call all the names... Anyway, they are great monsters Ning Changjiu asked, "why is there no image of a saint here?" The little monkey demon was shocked and immediately said firmly: "of course, it's because the saint is still alive! Saints will never abandon us. Well... My mother told me that before she died. " Its voice is a little lower. It always felt that it was his own hard work that killed his mother. Ning looked at it for a long time and said with a smile, "you can live well. Maybe one day, you can also be worshipped in the temple." After finishing this sentence, Ning long realized that his blessing did not seem right. Little monkey demon was very happy when he heard that. He shook his tail, clenched his fist and said seriously, "I will be a great demon king!" Ning long nodded with a smile. The little monkey demon looked at Ning long and said seriously, "ten thousand demon city is not as peaceful as the guests see. Although you are big people, you should be careful. Ten thousand demon city has killed many good people." After that, he bowed his head and left in a hurry. After the little monkey left, Siming said, "I was dazzled that day. It's just an ordinary monkey. There's nothing special about it."“ Well, the little demon has a hard life. " Ning is still thinking about his last words. Two people did not find abnormal, left the temple. Not long after leaving the temple, the heavy rain began to pour down, and the dim tone devoured the light between heaven and earth. When passing by Shenmu under Qiufeng, Ning slowed down for a long time. He saw someone carrying a bucket to water ginseng fruit trees. What is in the bucket is not fertilizer, but a pile of flesh and bones that can't tell whether they are wild animals or human beings. They emit a strong fishy smell in the heavy rain“ This is the truth of Shenmu. " Simang satirized and said with a smile: "don't look, be careful of having nightmares." Ning long drew back his sight and shook his head gently. The fertilizer of Shenmu is fresh bones. What is the fruit of Shenmu like human? Ning long temporarily suppressed the idea of knocking over the ginseng fruit tree, and walked heavily towards the mountain. When approaching the mountainside, the electric light in the sky flickered. Suddenly, a face full of rain and sharp mouth was reflected in the distorted electric light! Rather than panic for a long time. He looked at the monkey demon standing in front of the hillside stone, frowned and asked, "why don't you go? Are you... Waiting for me? " The rain covered the little monkey's face, and it shivered in the rain. It looked up at the clouds in the sky and whispered, "guest... Guest, I have something to say to you."“ What are you talking about? " Ning Changchang asked. The little monkey put out his hand to wipe his face and said, "guest, do you know why? Can I always meet you these days?" Ning long frowned and asked, "why?" Bang Dang! The thunder burst on his ears, and the little monkey suddenly stirred up. It seemed that he had made up his mind to smash a paper ball to Ning Changjiu. Then he ran to the woods behind him and disappeared in the heavy rain. Ning long picked up the paper ball, opened it and wrote two words askew on it: run away.