Beyond the Divine States

The light between the trees is light and soft green. The sunlight makes the Taoist temple clear. At the root of the wall in the distance, sometimes there is the sound of singing. The fine dandelion seeds are blowing up with the breeze and passing through their hair.

The young man in green and the young girl in white leant on their backs and hid in the shade of the tree to read.

The sky seems to have been washed by a shower, flocculent clouds are scattered on the ground, the ridge eaves of Taoist temple are paved with gentle radians in the distance, and the green tiles are paved neatly.

Ning long feel such a beautiful, he occasionally from the sea of books gently looked up, looking at the sun outside the shade.

The sun is brighter than ever.

Zhao xianger also gently raised her head. Gu Jing's face was looking at the sun, and her smart face was soft.

The continuous rain of the imperial city is still yesterday, and the light of the Taoist temple is unreal.

Under the tree, the speed of time slowed down.

The mottled light moved slowly to the leaves and circled on their clothes. The dream is not over yet.

Ning Changjiu said softly, "younger martial sister Xiang'er."

"Well?" Zhao xianger's jaw lifted gently.

Ning long looked back and saw a face with mottled spring light.

"Is it boring to read here all the time?" Ning long asked suddenly.

Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and hit him on the head with horsetail to show his punishment. He said seriously, "these classics are just worth reading. If you just want to accompany me to read books and deal with them perfunctorily, then you really live like a year, and you don't have to."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "how can I feel boring? I love this book very much. I also love the people who love this book."

Zhao xianger has been immune to this. She gently closed the book and said, "you and I are not the same book."

Ning Changjiu thought, of course not, my book is a heavenly book, yours is a wordless heavenly book... Ah, although it's a dream, it's accompanied by red sleeves, so you shouldn't ask for anything else.

I just hope this dream can last longer.

Ning Changjiu asked curiously, "younger martial sister Xiang'er, do you like it here?"

Zhao xianger's eyes were long, and he said, "here you can see the clouds and the moon, and the mountains below. The scenery is pleasant, and it's a place of peace."

Ning Changjiu asked, "compared with your state of Zhao?"

"My state of Zhao?" Zhao xianger is not happy.

Ning Changchang was a little stunned and immediately said, "I asked my mother's family."

Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and found that he had overestimated Ning's long-term moral character. It turned out that he was not serious since he was a child!

"Of course, the state of Zhao is also very good. I grew up there. My sisters and sisters in the palace are very kind to me. By the way, there is a big banyan tree in the palace, which is about the size of this tree. I used to like climbing trees very much." Zhao xianger recalled.

Ning long heart move, way: "I don't believe."

Zhao xianger asked, "what don't you believe?"

Ning Changchang said, "I don't believe that you little girl with thin arms and legs can climb trees."

"Thin arms, thin legs?" Zhao xianger's lips, eyes with some cunning color, like a new moon, she said with a smile: "you have not been beaten."

Ning Changchang said, "there is a tree beside us. Would you like to have a try?"

Where can Zhao xianger admit defeat? She threw the book in her hand into Ning Changchang's arms and said, "help me read good books. I'll open your eyes."

"Don't worry, younger martial sister." Ning long took the book and said with a smile.

Zhao xianger rolled up the sleeve of the Taoist robe, revealing her white and tender lotus arm. She did not use the slightest bit of smart power. She jumped gently and grasped the tree trunk with familiarity. Her figure on the tree trunk was not climbing, but running, like a smart kitten.

Zhao xianger came to the first branch that he could stand on.

She squatted on the branch, supported the trunk, looked down, defiantly at Ning Changjiu, and said, "how about that? What can I say? "

Ning long stared at her, showing a look of appreciation: "Xiang'er... Really makes me eye opening."

"Eye opening?" Zhao xianger's face changed slightly. She realized that something was wrong, and immediately put her hand down her white skirt. The girl suddenly looked up, with a glow on her snow-white cheek. What's more, she was annoyed! Long! Long time

It turned out that I cheated myself to climb the tree in order to peek below... To die!

Zhao Xiang'er twisted his wrist and his eyes narrowed like a fine sword.

Ning Changchang's secret way is not good. He used to see this look when he was in Linhe City. At that time, he was beaten by Xiang'er and awed by the majesty of the empress for a long time.

I want to run, but it's too late.

Zhao xianger skilfully jumped down from the tree, darted to his back, and threw him on the soft grass.

In the dream, Ning can't feel the flow of spiritual power for a long time. The fight between him and Zhao xianger is no different from the village boy's decisive battle in the wheat field. They hold each other and fight each other on the lawn. It's quite ornamental.

In the end, Xiang'er, like a little lion, is better.

After a long fight with Ning, she got the upper hand. Her legs clamped his waist and pressed him hard under her body. She clamped his arms and stared at him coldly, saying: "what are you looking at below? Do you want your eyes out? "

Ning Changjiu quibbled: "it's you who want to climb. You want to show off your prestige. I didn't force you... Ah!"

Zhao xianger pinched his ear and said, "what do you say?"

"Nothing... Nothing!" Ning long skill is inferior to others, had to beg for mercy: "xianger girl spare life."

"Do you deserve to be spared?" Zhao xianger doesn't let go.

Ning Changchang said, "if you hurt me, it's not easy for the master to explain."

Zhao xianger remembered that he was merciful in the real world. He gritted his teeth, picked up the scattered books, rolled them up, and beat him on the head. He said, "you are a man who never changes after repeated education. I'll kill you today to share my worries for the master."

Ning long looked at the young face in front of him. He felt that he should shake his husband's class and said, "I think your little girl's family will let you. Don't force me to do it

Zhao xianger is not afraid. She doesn't know how many kilos he has at the age of 16. Hum, even a hundred is not enough to fight with one hand!

"I think you are tired of living!" Zhao xianger rolled up his sleeves.

Spring wind suddenly, dandelion in the wind slender blowing, grass and flowers on the grass are bent, bright light, their clothes stained with many fragmentary flowers and grass, still with residual fragrance.

Originally agreed to seriously study the two people, so in the blanket like grass, rolling back and forth.

After a dark scuffle, Ning Changjiu was completely defeated and surrendered to Zhao xianger.

Zhao xianger's horsetail is also scattered in the entanglement. Her dark and delicate hair is scattered and stuck on her xuenen cheek. The girl finally finds her place and has a bad breath. She finds that he Ning can't argue for a long time, but she still has to use force!

Ning long lying on the grass, feeling the girl's legs taut lethality. He is willing to bow to the downwind, only to comfort himself, lost to his wife is not humiliating.

HMM... what's more, it's because of the dream. Maybe he subconsciously thinks Xiang'er is better than himself. But if he has another three-year appointment, he has great confidence that he can beat Xiang'er up and ask his husband for mercy.

Zhao xianger wins and is in a good mood. She looks at Ning Changchang's pretty face and resists the desire to pinch it. She rings her hands around her chest. In her tender TANKOU, she earnestly teaches: "don't use any wrong ideas or bad brains in the future. Read well and listen to my elder martial sister. Do you understand?"

Ning long forbeared to agree to come down.

The two fought fiercely and made up quickly.

Zhao xianger is sitting by the lotus pond with a scroll in her hand, looking at the book. Her bare snow feet, her thin white legs, and the pond with duckweed are shining. Under her soft skirt, the ripples are rippling from the dust-free tips of her feet. The sunlight on her tiny toes reflects the delicate jade armour with a fritillary luster.

Ning long crept behind her.

Zhao xianger's reading eyes stopped slightly, her head tilted slightly, and said: "what do you want to do? Don't remember to fight again? "

As soon as the words fell, she felt something fell on her head. Zhao xianger felt a little stunned and touched her hand. Then she leaned forward and looked at herself reflected in the pond. There was a beautiful and tightly woven wreath on her head.

Zhao xianger said: "hum, give me a wreath? I wish I had died earlier

Ning Changchang said, "this is a straw circle. It's not easy to weave flowers."

"The flowers and grass are growing well. They are torn down by your villains and have no pity on things." Zhao xianger condemned.

Ning Changjiu said sincerely: "it's a tyrant on my head, but Dai xianger's head is the crown of her royal highness."

Zhao xianger's face moved. She bit her lip and kept telling herself not to be cheated by rhetoric.

She looked cold and said, "I don't have such a minister who doesn't like reading as you. You have been dismissed!"

Ning long innocent way: "Your Highness good cruel heart."

Zhao xianger said with pride, "this is the side of the Qing emperor!"

Ning Changjiu smiles and says, "Xiang'er, when you first come to Guanzhong, I'll take you for a walk."

"Do you mean to disturb my reading?" Zhao xianger said angrily.

Ning Changjiu said: "just change the place to study."

Said, he grabbed Zhao xianger's wrist, Zhao xianger gently struggle, he pulled up.

"Wait, I haven't put on my shoes yet." Zhao xianger, with a corolla and long hair, went with him to visit this Taoist temple which she hadn't had time to look at carefully.

Just at noon, the sun was shining down along the central axis of the Taoist temple.

Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger set out from the closed temple of the master and went out.

"This is the Shenli hall, in which three Taoist masters and a god holding the Shenli are worshipped. There are wonderful tools on the wall to calculate the time, which are said to be exactly the same." Ning long took her to the first temple.

At the moment, there are only two of them in the Taoist temple. There is no incense in the temple, which is very quiet.

Zhao Xiang'er looked around, nodded gently and said, "well... These gods are very familiar."

Ning long pointed to the precise instrument on the wall and said, "when was Xiang Er born? It's said that this device can be used to calculate the date of birth and calculate the fate. "

Zhao xianger doubts: "born? Where do I remember this when I was born? "

"Ning Changjiu didn't know how to refute.

"This is the law Pavilion. It's a master... It's a master's place."

Ning Changjiu almost missed the eldest martial sister. There is no eldest martial sister in the Taoist temple at the moment. If he opens his mouth, he may lead to the confusion between dream and reality and wake up directly.

They came to the next room.

"The style here is too serious. I don't like it." Zhao xianger is straightforward.

Ning Changjiu took her around the law Pavilion. In the meantime, the objects are valuable, but they don't have much appreciation value.

Ning Changjiu takes Zhao xianger to Yuntai and looks down with her.

"There is..." Zhao xianger asked, covering the light with one hand and pointing to the town under the Taoist temple.

Ning Changjiu explained: "it's Dahe Town. There are many craftsmen living there. They are very skilled. We can have a look together in our spare time."

"Dahe Town?" Zhao xianger said, "where is the river?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Dahe Town does not necessarily need a river."

Zhao xianger said, "yes, it's better to be long than long."

Ning Chang frowned and said, "Zhao Xiang'er may not be..."

Zhao xianger laughed childishly: "not necessarily what?"

Ning long also laughed: "nothing, xianger is the most people as the name of incense."

"A prodigal son!" Zhao xianger reaches for his ear.

Ning long deftly evaded and seized her hand.

"Well... You let go!" Zhao xianger is struggling.

Ning Changchang said, "I'll take xianger to find a good place to study."

"Don't look for it! A place without you is a good place to go! " Zhao xianger always feels that he is delaying his study.

Two people fight all the way, rather long with her came to the lotus garden.

As soon as they entered the pavilion, they saw the word "Jing" in the pavilion.

Zhao xianger looked at the word "Jing" and appreciated it for a while. Generally speaking, there are words like this in the book pavilion to remind you to read quietly, but it's the first time I've seen such words.

However, there are so many books in the pavilion that it is hard to see the bottom at a glance.

Ning has been wandering with Zhao xianger for a long time, walking around in the bookshelf. Zhao xianger grabs a book and turns it over in his hand. He finds that the handwriting in the book is clear and organized. Although he can't understand it, it should be a serious book.

Well, this dream is thoughtful. Even the details of the book are so good.

Zhao xianger couldn't help feeling.

"I like it here."

They lingered in the sea of books, glanced over the name on the spine of the book, and finally returned to the not quiet word "Jing". Zhao xianger expressed his love for the book Pavilion.

Ning Changjiu said, "after that, we can often come here to study."

Zhao xianger looked at the bookshelves and said, "I'm afraid I can't finish reading all my life."

Ning long thought of the fifth elder martial brother and said with a light smile, "not necessarily."

Zhao xianger said: "this Taoist temple is so big, but it's cold."

Ning Changchang said, "maybe it's made for us."

Zhao xianger is thoughtful.

Two people came to the center of the book Pavilion. There is a pool in the center of the book Pavilion. There are countless Golden Lotus in the pool. The spring at the top slowly gushes out, watering each golden lotus, shining.

"Every lotus here is a book." Ning long said.

"What does it say?" Zhao xianger touched the lotus with his finger. The lotus was slightly shy and the petals were slightly closed.

Ning Changchang said, "I'm afraid I have to ask the master."

Zhao xianger did not ask. They walked out of the book Pavilion together and returned to the bright sunshine.

They walked down the steps.

Below is the release pool.

"This is my favorite place." Ning long pointed to the release pool and said.

Leaning against the railing, Zhao xianger looked around the fish in the pool and said, "just looking at the fish?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "we can go to the river in the field of Dahe Town to catch some fish. If we come here to release them, we can save a lot of merits."

Zhao xianger said, "where does the water flow from the release pond go?"

Ning Changjiu said, "the river flowing to the field of Dahe Town."

"..." Zhao xianger was silent for a moment and said, "can the Bodhisattva recognize the merits you have accumulated?"

"The Bodhisattva has recognized it." Ning long said.

"How do you recognize it?" Asked Zhao xianger.

Ning looked at him for a long time and said with a soft smile, "how can I meet Xiang'er without these merits? Can it be that previous generations have saved the world? "

When Zhao Xiang'er heard the words, her eyes blinked. She leaned against the railing and had nowhere to put her eyes.

"Don't be so amorous." Zhao xianger said weakly, crossed the bridge and walked forward alone.

I'd rather keep up.

The former convenience is not considerable.

Zhao xianger stopped.

Ning long looked at her white back and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Not in the front." Zhao xianger said.

"Why?" Ning long asked the exit, raised his head, then saw here and between the steps, across a stone road.

Zhao xianger's delicate feet are still naked, and her white ankles are shining in the sun.

"It's not convenient for Xiang'er to go. I'll just hold you." Ning long said.

Zhao xianger's eyes trembled.

In the autumn rain of the first three years, she was held by Ning long and ran in the rain for a long time. This is her unforgettable memory.

But now, with a clear mind, she is very ashamed.

"Hold your head, don't beat you good!" Zhao xianger pushed him away and said, "it's late. Go back to study. Don't delay."

Ning long also nods gently.

There are countless mysteries in this Scripture. It's better to understand it as soon as possible. Now he is in the city of ten thousand demons. Although he is protected by the commander, women are not as powerful as themselves.

Ning long and her sleeve touched sleeve, gently walked back to the grass outside the temple.

Zhao xianger sat on the lawn, with a wreath of grass and a corolla, with his back against the tree, like a fairy girl walking out of the forest.

She sat down beside her and read books together.

Time slowed down again.

Two people look at the book, sometimes look up, eyebrows hand over together. For more than half a year, they were separated from each other, and their feelings grew in their dreams. The two of them were opposite in their eyes and brows. They knew that they could not help doing other things on the lawn.

"How about this? It's the first time I've been like this... "

"Well... It's not very comfortable. Don't move. Let me get used to it for a while."

"Maybe the posture is not very good. Let's change it."

"Change... Change what posture? Don't be so shy. "

"Just get used to it..."

On the lawn, they were discussing the posture of reading together.

Seeing Ning stretching his legs for a long time, Zhao Xiang'er's head gently pillowed on his legs, Zhao Xiang'er moved his neck, grabbed the book and tried it, saying: "this posture is good, you will be my pillow in the future, we will read like this!"

Ning Changjiu said: "you always pillow me to read. I suffer a lot. When can I have a pillow?"

"It's your pleasure! What's more, where can a girl's legs be pillowed? Never mind Zhao xianger rejected.

Ning Changchang said: "when I can beat you, I don't think you dare to be so arrogant."

Zhao xianger said, "then you will be bullied by me all your life."

"Well, for life." Ning long soft voice way.

Zhao xianger covered her reddish cheek with a book. She pursed her thin lips and said, "shut up! Read a book

After almost wasting their time, they finally began to read seriously.

Not considerable, ye Chan palace sighed, hesitated to separate them, otherwise I'm afraid it's too late to read this book... How can they face the disaster after that?

"Well, it seems that someone is in charge of you." Ye Chan palace whispered to herself.

……

Banshee City, Picchu peak.

Siming sat by the window. It was drizzling outside. She sighed and finally stopped practicing.

"What are you laughing at?" Simang looked at the bed.

On the gums, Ning Changjiu, who is still in his sleep, has a slight corner of his mouth and smiles from time to time, as if immersed in a beautiful dream.

Siming went to the bedside, knelt on the bed gently, and the cat came close to Ning long.

In the dark room, Siming narrowed his eyes and stared at the sleeping boy.

Ning long no sign of soberness.

Siming looked at his sleeping appearance and was tired.

"Well, you'll be dreaming." Siming is dissatisfied with Ning Changjiu's dream.

She lay down beside him, set up several high-level prohibitions outside the wing room, and then slowly fell asleep.

Soon after, Ning long woke up.

The last picture in the dream is that he and Xiang'er read together, and the sea of spirit is exhausted. Then they sleep under the big tree full of snow-white flowers. They lie on the grass. Zhao Xiang'er holds the book and sleeps on her soft legs for a long time. The fragrance of broken grass and flowers lingers on her nose.

Gradually he opened his eyes and saw a beautiful sleeping face.

Ning long did not wake up the first sleep of Siming, just pulled up the quilt more.

He recalled the previous dream, looking at the face in front of him, his heart was very quiet.

At this moment, in the three thousand world, Zhao xianger also wakes up. She stands up with her sword, purses her lips, and smiles softly for a while. Then she holds her sword and goes to the depth of the fire. Air condenses into walls Middle Earth. Liu junzhuo is still on his way to gulingzong. Lu married in the Jiuyou hall. Every night recently, she fell asleep very late. She looked out of the window at the flowers falling in the night, followed the light and slowly looked up to see the moon in the sky. See the moon and think of people. Lu married with snow clothes and hair, and her graceful posture was quiet and beautiful in the dark night. She gazed at the moon, growing tired. Lu's marriage is only due to the practice in the daytime and the thought and labor at night. She went back to the bed. Xiaoling is curling up on the pillow, closed fox eyes like two lines, looking at Sha is lovely. Lu Jia sleeps gently.