Beyond the Divine States

(two chapters were updated in succession yesterday, but according to the reaction of book friends, when you click on the app, it will automatically jump to

The death of Bai Lu's birthday did not cause much sensation in Wanyao city.

Spring is rainy, falling continuously, rain in the wind tilt swing, mountain waist, continuous stone Camellia withered and withered, like falling ash, blowing a wind of death.

When Ning passed the hillside for a long time, the stone tea flowers in the hillside had withered away, only a shelf with withered stems was neatly tied up, drawing uneven edges in the wind and rain.

On the silent and uninhabited mountain road, Siming took off the mask of demon fox and gently pinned it to her waist. She turned her head and looked at the light and rain in the dense forest. She always felt that she had touched something here, but she felt that everything in the world seemed to have nothing to do with her, even if she had just killed a five way demon.

The blood gas has long been left behind, and the cry of white deer demons is far away.

The spirit of ginseng fruit is tied by the gold rope, and temporarily brought into the void.

So in the silence, the Banshee city in a corner seems to have gone away with them.

Simang seldom has such a mood.

She raised her head, did not use the spirit to block the rain, let them brush on the cheek, in the porcelain white face cold beat, moisten into the water.

"What's the matter?"

Looking back, he noticed her strange mood.

Siming stood on the flat stone platform on the hillside, looking at the misty rain among the peaks, and suddenly said, "the world is really slim."

……

But this strange emotion gave simang a feeling that he was running counter to what he wanted.

She gently shakes her head to isolate the silent spring rain from the world and extinguish the delicate emotion endowed by the world.

Ning long did not speak, he suddenly found that, I do not know when, Siming mouth of the earth, has become human.

Siming looked at Ning Changchang's sudden smile, and there was always a kind of nameless anger.

"What are you looking at?" Asked simang.

Ning Changchang said, "look at my master, master and God."

The implication is, of course, hidden.

Simang didn't want to answer. She said faintly, "how can you climb the road with such a small stomach?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "are you on the road?"

Simang nodded. She looked at the bright clouds in the sky and said proudly, "I was on top of the blue clouds. Now I'll come back again. The road I've taken is the supreme Shinto. All my wonderful insights are old friends, and all the scenery is old friends."

Her words were infiltrated by the rain, with a sharp cold.

Ning long standing in her side, whispered: "then I'll walk with you."

Simang's look disappeared. She stood in the drizzle, looking at the slender demon city. After a long time, she slowly turned back. She looked indifferent, hiding her real emotion, and gave a cold hum.

"The road is straight and lonely. Who wants to go with you Siming went to the mountain road.

Ning long silent to follow, innocent smile: "I am afraid of their own misguided."

Siming red lips gently opened, said: "you are in the evil way, which has gone astray, the immortal Buddha can't cross you, I don't care about you."

With that, Siming closed his eyes slightly to nourish his spirit and walked towards the ginseng fruit tree.

Simang was slightly confused in his heart... It's not a big deal to kill a five way demon. Simang didn't feel any emotion for this.

But what are the ripples in my heart?

Looking back many years later, she got the incredible answer - just because of a spring rain.

This is what people call touching the scene and sadness. It's the emotion that human beings will have. It's the joy and sadness for all things. There's no reason. It's just the mutual touch between heart and heaven and earth. It's something she shouldn't have.

……

At the foot of the mountain, Ning long explained the reason to the Goblins who were still guarding the ginseng fruit trees and scattered them.

The trunk made of black iron of ginseng fruit tree is extending towards the sky. It is very thick and strong, like a huge rock. It grows a lot of thorns and stretches to the sky. On the highest branch, ginseng fruit tree is hanging upside down. It has a smile on its face and a small and tender flower bud on its head.

Like a Bodhisattva sitting upside down.

Ning long looked at the underage ginseng fruit and asked, "is the life bred by sin still alive?"

Simang said: "in my eyes, they are all creatures."

Ning long asked: "why?"

"Because the kingdom of God needs to wipe out the evil in the world, if it is not a living creature, how can I determine its evil and how can I kill it?"

Ning Changchang asked, "you want it to become a dead spirit, so first give it the name of a living creature?"

Simang said, "they will surely die."

Ning long asked, "is justice what the kingdom of God is doing?"

Si Ming said: "no, what we pursue is the principle of heaven."

Rather long thinking about the meaning of this sentence, did not ask.

The light rain blew into the ginseng fruit trees, and the translucent raindrops turned black.

It irrigates ginseng and fruit trees.

Ning long line of sight along the trunk of the old lines down.

The demon wood is exposed beside the huge rhizome on the surface, and it also coagulates thick blood and white bones. They have cooled, accelerated to decay, and slowly go deep into the surface, becoming the nourishment of the dying wood.

"Has it ever been a divine tree..." Ning long sighed and asked, "before the divine tree is dying, is it willing to accept this evil gift and survive? Will human beings do the same?"

"It doesn't make sense to think about it." Siming looked up at the ancient books, but her eyes seemed to be condescending. She said: "the plants are merciless. When the sky is clear, they grow in the sun. When the sun is smoky, they seek to survive in the storm and thunder. They follow the trend and have no choice, but people are... Different."

Siming said so, and she held out her hand to the ginseng fruit tree.

The rain in the vicinity dispersed in a flash, and a tidal fog was blowing at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know if it's an illusion. Ning long heard the sound of sword.

Siming has come to the ginseng fruit tree. Her background is full of white bones, but the filth flowing through hell can't dye her robe.

Siming's hand was on the sacred tree, her eyes were quiet, and her black robe outlined a tattoo like silver.

Ginseng trees began to shake and sway.

At the height of the branch, the smiling face of ginseng fruit hanging upside down suddenly changed. It seemed to be a hundred years old, and its face became painful and twisted. It also swayed and gave out a baby like cry.

Ning long opened his eyes.

He could clearly see that under the soil at the bottom of the ginseng fruit tree, there seemed to be 10000 mice scurrying and arching upward. They kept screaming, just like the despairing ghosts slapping at the gate of hell, leaving blood marks and palm marks on them.

"Stay away from me!" Si Ming chidao.

It's better to step back for a long time, grasp Tao Jue in hand, calm the whole body, and keep ghosts away.

The trees whine as if they were begging, and the ginseng fruits cry as if they were drinking.

Siming was indifferent, her slender fingers suddenly like a dustpan, like holding something invisible, pulling it out of the trunk of the tree.

Countless, accumulated hundreds of years of wind from the trunk head-on, in front of the body toward the two sides scattered.

Ning Changchang raised his head, as if it were empty or real. He vaguely saw that there were many fruits on the tree, which were like little ghosts feeling each other. He angrily vented his emotions and wanted to tear the woman who dared to take the last life of Shenmu to pieces.

And rather long body, Jinwu jump and sing

Struggling to fly out and eat.

"Found..." Si Ming suddenly opened his mouth.

The seemingly indestructible trunk was torn open, and something came out. They collided with each other, making a sound like a sword.

Siming's left hand points his eyebrow.

Her silver hair is light and undulating, and her figure is as small as that under the black tree, but it is like a moon rising up and about to hang on the branches.

After a long time, the darkness dissipated, and the ginseng fruit trees, which had survived for hundreds of years, seemed to die.

The last ginseng fruit fell down and fell into the muddy white bone rotten soil. The twisted smile was stained with blood.

In front of Siming, there was a sword... Or a knife.

The sword is also slender, and its style is similar to that of divine tea. The edge of the sword is covered with a layer of smoke.

It's Yu Lei.

It's even more damaged. The blade is full of notches and cracks.

"It is." Siming was relieved, and his face was pale.

Rather than go to see it for a long time, Ning first said to Siming, "it's hard."

Looking at Yu Lei, Siming said displeased, "I've been around the world, saving my wife and young age. It's really bad luck for me to stand up with your family."

Ning Changjiu said, "good people will get good results."

Simang said, "I'm not a good man."

She was too lazy to talk with Ning for a long time. She asked directly, "how can I take this sword?"

Ning long asked: "can you hire other monsters to send them out?"

"If you are good at taking the sword of ten thousand demon city, the demon clan will not agree with you. Let's not talk about it first. Only on this sword, there are few people who can take it away."

With that, Siming took off a leaf and gently placed it on one side of the blade. The green color of the leaf faded and turned into a piece of ash.

This Yu Lei remnant sword has a strong corrosive atmosphere, and the friars in the purple court can't grasp it at all.

And those above the purple court may not be willing to help them.

After all, there is still darkness in the map. In the darkness, it is said that there are four demons who regard themselves as "heavenly kings". Their attitude is the most important.

Simang is confident that he can be invincible against any one of the enemies.

However, if the demons are enraged and encircled by them, they will be dead for a long time.

Ning Changchang said, "if it's not a sword, isn't it OK?"

Siming asked, "what do you mean?"

Ning Changjiu said: "the old monarch of that year wanted to use it with more than 1000 hearts to refine it into pills."

Siming thought deeply and said, "do you mean those boys and girls have a place to play?"

"I don't practice." Ning could not do such cruel things for a long time. He said, "in a word, just make it not like a sword."

Simang said: "you are all fools in Wanyao city. Do you want to muddle through with this?"

Ning Changchang said: "of course not. However, those old monsters must be aware of the movement here. If they want to exchange this sword for something, someone should come to us to negotiate terms these days."

Si Ming said, "what if we were surrounded and killed?"

Ning long way: "should not."

"Why?" Asked simang.

Ning Changjiu said: "it's difficult for Wanyao city to protect itself, and the great demons may not be single-minded. What white deer and flower demons do, even for many people in the demon family, is a thorn in the flesh that they want to pull out for a long time. Of course, the most important thing is that the divine officials are strong enough, they must be afraid. It's not worth taking revenge on you for the sake of a demon who has committed a great crime. "

Siming was satisfied with the last reason. He nodded gently and said, "then go to Picchu peak, search out the taishangdan furnace, melt it slowly, and wait for them to come to the door for negotiation."

Ning long nodded and said, "well, it's just right to let these ginseng fruits guard the stove and fan the wind and light the fire."

Siming said with a sneer, "it's very thoughtful of you."

"I'm flattered." Ning Changjiu smiles and says, "but we still have to prepare for the worst."

"Well?" Simang was puzzled.

"I'm not sure if there's anything in us that's worth the risk of those demon kings." Ning long said.

……

The damaged floor of Wanshou building was burned clean. Under the floor, simang found the legendary Taishang Dan stove.

The furnace is three people high. The upper and lower furnace bodies are connected, just like a gourd. The furnace is surrounded by bronze dragons, and the upper part is also made into an octagonal pavilion.

The flame between the furnaces has gone out.

Siming leisurely walked to the front of Danlu, stretched out a finger and lifted it as if it were light.

As soon as she twisted her wrist, the red stove flew up. She stepped on the top of the stove like a flying sword, flying out of the damaged longevity tower, skimming over the Picchu peak and under the ginseng tree.

Si Ming recognized the relics of Xianting.

She recalled for a moment, remembered the key to the use of Danlu, and started Danlu according to strict steps.

Eight holes opened together, and flames gushed out of the dark furnace.

Ning long looked at her finger delicate operation, praised: "Miss Si is really erudite."

Simang said: "this Dan furnace was once the magic weapon of the supreme emperor. The fire can melt all things, but someone once practiced miraculous skills in it."

Ning Changchang said, "that man is really powerful."

Simang said, "if you dare to speak to me again, I'll catch you to practice."

Ning Changjiu was not surprised by such a threat, and even agreed with him with a smile.

After the Dan stove is opened, it seems to be a glutton that can finally come out of the cage after a long time of starvation, wantonly absorbing everything around.

"It's no wonder that this furnace has been abandoned. It turns out that this furnace is as crazy as that immortal." Siming sighed and shook his head.

Good things in the world are not strong. No matter how precise the magic weapon is, it will be damaged.

This Dan furnace has been unable to mix and refine any elixir, and the idea of white deer flower essence is close to gambling. Fortunately, she didn't expect Yu Lei to become anything. Anyway, as long as it wasn't a sword.

Bang!

After Yu Lei was absorbed, Si Ming turned off the Dan stove.

Ning Changjiu arranged the hundreds of ginseng fruits around the stove. He distributed banana leaves to them and said, "you will be responsible for fanning the fire in the future. If there is something wrong, please let us know at any time."

As a matter of fact, the fire of this sacred fire could not be fanned by banana leaves, and the situation in the furnace was clear without their telling.

Rather long this, just to exercise their mind.

A girl also raised an objection. She was the one who received Ning Changjiu at the beginning. She looked at Ning Changjiu with pathetic eyes, hoping that he could remember his old love. "We... We are frail and naturally afraid of fire. What kind of climate can we get out of this banana fan?"

Siming asked coldly, "do you want to be a fan or firewood?"

Knowing her power, the boys and girls retreated one after another and kept silent. They picked up banana leaves, knelt down by the fire and fanned.

……

Over the muddy mountain road in the rain.

Ning long involuntarily thought of the monkey demon.

On a rainstorm night, the monkey demon risked his life to send a message, and then disappeared without a trace... Who is it?

Ning went to the woods for a long time, but still didn't find any trace.

He went back to the peak with Siming and came to the room with exquisite decoration.

Looking at the layout of the house, the ornaments carved from antlers, the deer antler in a small bowl beside the tea, simang found that everything was revealed in these details.

If she's still a God, she's not

You can see through everything at a glance.

Now... It's just because of this mountain.

Ning long familiar to lie down on the couch, stretch some body.

Evening has not yet come, rather long face is full of tired.

"How much strength did you put in? Why are you so tired? " Asked Siming.

Ning Changjiu said to himself, "it's not because of my poor strength."

Siming didn't answer. In private, she doesn't dare to play with Ning Changchang as a teacher or an apprentice. With Ning Changchang's temperament, she can't help but cheat her teacher and destroy her ancestors.

Ning long paved the bed, pull the red line.

Simang said, "don't pull the red line."

Ning long eyes slightly bright, asked: "what do you mean?"

Si Ming splashed the cold water and said, "it means that I will not sleep tonight and continue to practice."

Ning Changchang said: "your body is made of iron?"

Simang snorted coldly: "you are mortal, of course you can't understand me."

Ning Changchang said, "no matter how exquisite the porcelain is, isn't it made of clay? According to legend, people are made of earth by wa Huang. What's the difference? "

Simang said: "the difference is that the wa emperor and Wa people who created you have already died, but my kingdom of God still exists."

Rather long no longer quarrel with her, said: "I will rest first, if anything, remember to wake me up."

Simang nodded faintly.

Ning long closed his eyes.

He quickly entered the dream.

……

……

The scenery in the dream is as real as a replica of reality.

Ning has been in the courtyard for a long time. The temple and the mountain stand towering in front of us. The continuous clouds billow through the courtyard. From here, Dahe Town is just a remote miniature in our eyes.

Ning long as usual to find the shadow of xianger for a while, but he failed to find.

Finally, he went back to the desk and continued to look at the unfinished book.

He sank down the road in the book.

When Ning Changjiu looked up again, he saw a pure and beautiful girl's face. The girl was wearing a clean horsetail. Her cheeks were like snow and her eyes were like a picture. She sat opposite her. Her eyes moved gently across the page, thinking, doubting and smiling.

It's Zhao xianger.

Today, she killed another demon. She sat on her knees as usual and went into a dream. She saw Ning Changjiu. She looked at him reading and nodded her head with satisfaction. She didn't disturb him. She just sat down with him and began to read seriously.

After a long time, the intake of knowledge seemed to reach the limit of knowing the sea, and they stopped

They put down their books almost at the same time.

"Xianger, long time no see."

Although only separated a day, rather long, but really gave birth to the feeling of three autumn.

Zhao xianger looked at his face, which was influenced by knowledge. He liked it a lot and said, "long time no see, eh... Do you like reading, too?"

With the idea of leaving a good impression on Xiao Xiang'er, Ning Chang Chang said with a smile: "I have been reading poetry since I was a child. When I encounter strange articles and volumes, I like to copy and deliberate, not to mention the articles given by such teachers."

Zhao xianger nodded gently. Suddenly she thought of something. She spread her hand and said, "show me your book."

Ning Changjiu handed the book to him and said, "we exchanged views?"

"Well." Zhao xianger was happy to share knowledge and handed him his book.

They opened each other's scriptures, but frowned together.

Why? Why is there no word in the book? It's just a dream. What am I thinking? My mother must have been afraid that I would read alone, so she asked him to accompany me. Zhao xianger thinks so.

Huh? How is the book blank? By the way... It's just a dream. Where are two such mysterious books in the world? The master must be afraid that I can't sit still reading alone, so he asked Xiao Xiang'er to accompany me. I'd rather think that for a long time.

"Well, you have a good book, too." They raised their heads and said with one voice and sincerity.

They returned each other's books.

"Well, you must study hard. Don't let your mother down... Master's expectation." Zhao xianger said.

"You too. Don't let your master down. If you dare to be half hearted, I will punish you for you. " Ning long said.

Zhao xianger raised his eyebrows and said, "Ning Changchang, how dare you say this to me?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "miss Xiang'er, do you remember our last bet? Who is big and who is small has already been separated. "

"I..." Zhao xianger bit Fei jade like lips... This damned dream is really continuous... The girl thought angrily, rubbed her head and said: "I don't remember." Ning Changjiu pretended to sigh and said, "it turns out that xianger, who is beautiful in appearance, is such a person who does not pay attention to her promise. Alas, the rumor is unbelievable." Zhao Xiang'er always feels that this is a moral kidnapping. Her carefully woven shell teeth gently grind her lips, and her pupils are shining in the sun. She hesitates for a while, and her nose moves back and forth. Finally, she gets up reluctantly, blesses her body slightly, and says: "elder martial brother." Ning long cherished to look at her low browed appearance, showed a smile“ My younger martial sister is so lovely. " Ning long soft voice way. Reluctantly, Zhao xianger thought in his heart. He wanted to find a reason to gamble with him again to win back the identity of the elder martial sister. Ning Changchang looks at her childish and beautiful eyes and thinks that this is her younger martial sister. In a few years, when she grows up together, she will change her name from elder martial brother to husband... The bright future outlines a blueprint in his heart. He is in ups and downs mood and regrets that he didn't answer the marriage letter in his previous life. Otherwise, he can go through two lives, and each life can taste different beauty, Instead of making up for regrets in dreams like this. Zhao xianger's mood is totally different, younger martial sister, younger martial sister, younger martial sister... What younger martial sister! When he was in Linhe City, he beat him so much that he even asked his sister to spare her life. If he hadn't used his sympathy, he would have been defeated in the three-year appointment! I should be my sister! Hum! Intrigue... Zhao xianger angrily reproaches him in his heart, and comforts himself. Fortunately, it's just a dream, and no one knows it. It's a simulation practice. If you really meet him in the future, you can't be cheated by this method any more! She is thinking, rather long hand gently stretched out, stroked her hair“ Elder martial brother Zhao xianger's figure suddenly sharpened. Ning Changjiu was slightly surprised and said, "what's the matter?" Zhao xianger suddenly opened his hand and said, "what are you doing? In our view, it's reading and practicing, not rolling dice It's a long time before I come back from my beautiful imagination. He looked at Zhao xianger's serious face and her love of knowledge, and he could not help showing his guilt“ OK, I'll read with my younger martial sister! " Ning Changjiu said with a smile Under the trees, the grass is swaying in the wind, and the morning glory, roses and tulips are just in bloom. Beside the trees full of years, Ning and Zhao xianger sit on the soft lawn for a long time. They are holding books, bending their legs, back to back, and bundles of sunlight leak from the green leaves above, Leave mottled shadow between clothes and hair. So they read books together, sometimes quiet, sometimes talking. The spring wind blows, the leaves rustle, the kingfisher chirps, and the ants climb up the tree trunk. It's a sunny afternoon, and it's the youth they once missed and now nestle together（ Thank you for the book friend lol, I love the great Xia with 8 rewards! Thank you for your support ~)