Beyond the Divine States

Zhao xianger's petite body is buried in the cotton padded clothes. Her little face is slightly red. Her eyelashes are like clouds twisted by the wind. The water drops suddenly break the thread and fall down, slapping on the page.

Siming, who was always against her, did not laugh at her. Instead, he moved closer and calmed the girl for a while. He quietly winked at Ning Changjiu.

Ning long rare xianger so soft, she is like a dandelion in full bloom, can not stand shaking.

Ning long walks to her side and encircles her body. Zhao Xiang'er suddenly turns his head and pours into his arms. But it's not a gentle weeping on his chest. Zhao Xiang'er clenches his fist and hammers his chest hard.

Ning long no resistance, just gently holding her.

Lu looked at them and closed her eyes. Classroom discipline was destroyed, her heart, the sword kept clasping, but she did not say anything after all.

She patted Zhao xianger on the back.

The snow blew in.

"I'll close the window." Siming said a word, left silently, got up to cover the window.

She turned her head and looked at the scene from a distance.

The light in the room is much dimmer, and the cry is reverberating intermittently. The words on the wall are so disharmonious.

A long time has passed.

……

"I'm going to kill you all!"

After crying, Zhao xianger dried her tears, looked at them angrily and said weakly. She felt that she was dead.

Ning long looked at her eyes smoked general red, the girl's beautiful face is more charming and lovely, he rubbed the part that she had been hammered and pinched before, but to smile.

Looking at his smile, Zhao xianger was even more angry. He pointed to him and said, "rather long! You go to kill them both, or I'll tear up the marriage certificate! "

Ning Changjiu said with a bitter smile, "you'd better kill me."

The girl's capricious words made everyone laugh.

Zhao Xiang'er pursed her lips and looked at them. After a moment, she also laughed. Well, she just made everyone sad, so she should make them happy again. She thought like this, and her eyes narrowed with tears.

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Siming didn't miss the chance to laugh at her. She reached out her hand and teased the reddish tip of douxiang'er's nose, saying, "what kind of marriage letter do you tear? If you don't want this marriage letter, I'll take it for you. "

Zhao xianger looked at her open hand and said angrily, "well, you really want to rob my husband with me!"

Siming said with a smile: "where does your little sister get confidence? If she really wants to compete with you, where can you compete with me?"

Zhao xianger was even more angry. She pointed to simang, looked at Lu Jiajia and complained: "elder martial sister! She's not big or small. Give me the ruler and I'll punish her! "

"No big or small? You'll know who's big and who's small when you bow your head? " Simang tilted his lips and said with a smile, "it's you who want to tear the marriage letter, but you do. Can't the Third Elder martial sister just talk about it?"

Zhao xianger was even more angry. She clenched her fist and said, "hum, I won't give it to you even if I tear it!"

Ning sat trembling for a long time, his nose full of gunpowder smell, he always felt that the spearhead would point at himself at any time.

Holding her forehead, Lu was very distressed. She thought she thought that we would be able to resolve the past quarrel just now. As a result, three or two words quarreled again. The task given by the master is indeed impossible

After a while of fighting, the book Pavilion finally quieted down.

Zhao xianger sat down again and began to read the last page of the book.

Everyone sat around and waited for her quietly.

After the page slowly turned, the snow outside the window also turned into spring flowers.

In the dream, the four seasons pass quickly, which makes people feel strange.

"I'm done." Zhao xianger closed the book, raised his head and straightened out.

Let's clap.

Later, the three people looked to Lu Jia.

They know that the final assessment is coming.

Lu Jiajia just wants to speak, and the immortal voice rises again in the heart of the sword: there is a Nine Tailed demon outside the temple who tramples on the fertile land and injures the living beings. You order your disciples to go and arrest it. One hundred swords.

Sword 100!

Lu Jia was both surprised and happy. He thought that no matter how hard it was to tame the demon, it was much easier than the harmony of people's hearts.

This Rune... Is the master's good intention to give it to me to make my sword heart complete?

Lu Jia was moved and immediately ordered lingfu to tell everyone about it.

Everyone is enthusiastic.

Guanzhong had been practicing Taoism for more than two years. They seldom went out and lived a peaceful life. Although they were quiet and beautiful, they were plain in the end.

At the moment, there are big demons out there

Their blood and cohesion burst into flames.

"It's my duty to keep watch!" Zhao xianger took the lead.

Ning Changjiu agrees with Siming.

Only Lu Qijia, with a dignified look, worried: "if there is any evil spirit in this world, it's not trivial. You must protect yourself and don't act rashly."

The three nodded and agreed, then ran out of the Taoist temple happily.

Lu Jia stood in the same place, sighed, but shook his head.

Although the master asked them to go, she could not rest assured that she would stand in the distance to protect them.

Ning long three people all have rich experience in subduing demons. They go to Tianlong together, search separately, and soon find clues of the big demons.

"It's a fire. There are claw marks on the wood. It's not deep."

"Well, I also found a stick with a fish bone shelf on it."

"And this Osmunda, which should have been blooming in this season, has been eaten up too..."

The three soon got together and exchanged clues.

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly and said, "in this way, the Nine Tailed monster is not big."

Zhao Xiang'er said, "monsters are big and small. The smaller they are, the more difficult they are to deal with."

Simang thought it was true and said, "well, you are more difficult to deal with than Lu's wife."

"Shut up Zhao xianger chided: "now is not the time to bicker! We should work together to make Lu Jiajia look at us with new eyes! "

Ning Changjiu stood up, followed the stream for a while, and analyzed: "there were countless blind scale fish in this stream, but now there are obviously fewer. It seems that the monster has been making trouble for a long time."

Zhao xianger rubbed his sharp and moist jaw and said, "why did the master give the order now?"

Simang said: "maybe I want to wait for the monster to be strong and give us a test."

"Well." Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger agree with this view.

I don't know where the monster has grown up.

The three walked along Tianlong. After asking for letters from several old townspeople in Dahe Town, they roughly confirmed the direction of the monster's nest and walked forward in that direction.

Along the way, they collected many clues.

Burned firewood, scratched trees, trampled weeds and some fine hairs.

The traces are getting denser and denser.

They are getting closer to the big demon.

Nervousness surged into their hearts. They walked forward, cat by cat, one by one, carefully pulling away the grass, with keen eyes.

"Shh..." Ning lowered his voice for a long time and said, "look there."

The other two looked in the direction he was pointing.

A few fluffy tails appeared in a dense meadow.

The creature was dormant in the grass, only a few dozen steps away from them.

"It should be it."

"What a small one... It seems familiar."

"Don't take it lightly."

"Well, let's go quietly. Don't take credit. Let's go together!"

Three people made a plan, close to after running, toward the nine creatures rushed in the past.

Patta, Zhao xianger stepped on something.

"Be careful!" Simang called out.

It's too late, the grass under their feet suddenly sunken, while they fell, a big net caught them and lifted them up.

catch all in one draft.

"Yes, I got it!" Ning Xiaoling jumped up from behind the grass, her fluffy claws holding the rope, jubilant.

A few days ago, she heard a voice, which told her that someone would catch her three days later and let her be careful. Ning Xiaoling immediately set up a defense to be ready. However, it seems that the people who came to catch her were stupid. They were caught in the first trap and wasted a lot of effort.

In the big net, Zhao xianger is about to take out the blade in her sleeve to cut the net, but she sees the happy fox. She rubs her eyes and falls into silence.

Ning Changjiu and Siming also fell into silence.

Ning Xiaoling was happy and wagged her tail. When she realized that something was wrong, she looked up. She blinked and doubted that she was wrong.

……

In the view, Ning Changjiu, Zhao xianger and Siming kneel down on the ground, listening to Lu Jiajia's angry admonition. Ning Xiaoling lies on one side and doesn't understand what happened.

The one hundred swords she saw slipped away. Lu's anger was unforgivable. She held the ruler and hit the board with hatred. She said, "you are really more and more promising. You have been cultivating for two and a half years? I've lost all face in the temple! "

The three dare not speak.

Ning Xiaoling pleaded: "master, don't fight. It's all because Xiaoling is too cunning. The elder martial brothers and sisters are trapped... Xiaoling is not good."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "I think younger martial sister is right."

Ning Xiaoling was silent for a while. She turned her head and looked at the master. She said, "master, please continue. Xiaoling won't disturb you."

Zhao xianger and Si Ming looked at Xiang Ning for a long time and said, "I want you to talk more!"

A moment later, the sound of begging for mercy came from the temple again.

Ning Xiaoling, who has captured three people in one fell swoop, is afraid of revenge. She always follows Lu Jiajia. Lu Jiajia picks her up, and the fox falls into the trap like a loach and rolls happily.

"Xiaoling, why are you here?" Lu asked curiously.

Ning Xiaoling said, "I've been here for a long time."

Lu said, "why don't you come to Guanli?"

Ning Xiaoling said weakly, "I'm a fox. How can a monster go to Taoist temple? If you are caught by the Taoist priest, you will never see your master and elder martial brother... "

Lu Jia holds her with infinite pity.

At night, Ning Changjiu seduces Xiaoling, and Zhao xianger and Siming immediately surround him.

Ning Xiaoling was afraid and said: "teacher... Elder martial brother... What are you going to do? Xiaoling didn't mean it

I saw three people around her, casting a spell. After the spell, Ning Changchang said, "it's the art of forgetting. From now on, you don't remember the day at all! Do you understand? "

Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while, and immediately stretched out her little paw, pretended to be amnesia and hugged her head, saying: "ah, I really don't remember. Elder martial brother is so powerful."

Since then, there has been one more mascot in Guanli.

With everyone's favor, Ning Xiaoling jumps up and down in the temple. She is so lawless that Lu Jiajia buckles a lot of swords. She finally behaves better after being pulled back several times with her tail in her hand.

Unconsciously, the final assessment began.

It's like going back to the beginning.

In the middle of the yard where the grass is swaying, tall trees are full of snow-white flowers, and the light shuttles between the leaves, reflecting the green color on the ground after repeated refraction, such as scattered paper-cut. Insects and birds singing together, green grass and flowers, warm spring.

The three sat upright on the stone bench. Lu Jiajia held three pieces of white paper in her hand and distributed them one by one.

Three people took over the pen research, began to answer.

Ning Xiaoling was lying in the shade, shaking her soft nine tails and looking at them simply.

Lu Jia closed her eyes slightly and looked quiet.

Summer has not really come, but the air is filled with strange hot and dry, three years passed in a flash, unaware that the handwriting on the paper is clearly so correct, but it still seems a little hasty. I don't know if it's an illusion. In the sun, Zhao xianger's face is subtly changing. Her hair is getting longer and longer, her jade feet touch the grass, and her loose clothes are much tighter and curvy. She noticed the strange, gently looked up, but saw rather long is also looking at himself.

They look at each other and smile, but they are no longer young.

The three handed in their final answers.

Summer cicada unwittingly climb up the branches, loud long hiss, Ning Xiaoling rub rub rub up the tree, caught cicada, delayed the arrival of summer.

After she had collected the scrolls, she found that there were only three, but she kept them in order again and again. She turned around and walked towards the temple where the master was.

In the bright light, the married figure is also like light.

They waited outside the door.

After a long time, the door opened again, and Lu came out with her face as before, but her eyes were slightly red.

"Well, the master's review is over." Lu said calmly.

Ning Changchang, Zhao xianger, and Si Ming, who couldn't help looking at each other for a while, secretly competed with each other, and they all aspired to be the best.

Lu handed out three rolls of paper.

Three people took the roll, their faces all showed the color of joy, very proud, but after spreading the roll, they were all stunned.

They all got full marks, and there was the word "you" written by the master himself on the paper.

However, everyone's "you" character, stroke style are not the same, rather long-term duanzheng, Zhao xianger's deviant, simaming's Xingyunliushui, each has its own beauty.

"This..."

"What is that?" Zhao xianger asked.

Lu Jiajia said with a smile, "you three are all the best disciples of the master. They are collectively called Sanyou disciples."

Three people with their own advantages, look at each other, do not know whether it is a good ending.

Under the shade of the tree, Xiaoling patted her paws happily, but her paws were fluffy and could not make any sound.

After a brief silence, they began to smile, with a warm smile.

Lu Jia stood aside, feeling that her eldest martial sister was too incompetent. She had been making trouble for so long, and her heart was less than 30

"Elder martial sister!" Zhao xianger waved and said, "we agreed to go for an outing."

Ning Changjiu and Siming look at her expectantly.

Lu Jia said with a gentle smile, "OK, let's go to Dahe Town together and let Xiaoling show us the way."

Ning Xiaoling jumped to the front.

Outside the gate, the breeze is pleasant.

Along the ridge, they frolic all the way, from one end to the other, until the mountain road twists and disappears, and finally turn back.

Ning Xiaoling picked the best fruit for them. When they finished eating the fruit, they buried the seeds one by one and said they would come back next spring to see whose tree grew best.

The dusk sank.

The back of four people and a fox is getting longer and longer in the sunset. They cross the street of Dahe Town and look back under the steps of the gate. It seems that time has never passed, and the scene of shepherd's purse and wheat is still green in front of them.

In Guanmen, the three excellent disciples folded the paper into a boat and sent it out with the stream, flowing into the distance.

The moon is rising.

They can all feel that it's time to leave.

A bonfire rose in the yard.

"Let's play the last game." Lu Jiajia talks.

"What kind of childish game will elder martial sister play again?" Zhao xianger asked with a wink.

Lu said: "let's hold hands and open our eyes together when the fire goes out, OK?"

Zhao xianger snorted and said with a smile: "it's really a childish and boring game."

While talking, her arm was suddenly touched. She turned her head and saw that Siming was smiling at her in the light of the campfire, her eyes bright and moving.

Siming stretched out his hand, looked at her with a smile, and said in a soft voice, "Third Elder martial sister, don't you want to?"

Zhao xianger said angrily, "you're a little girl! You're only three! "

Looking at her lovely appearance, Siming laughed wildly and couldn't help rubbing her hair.

"Don't move..." Zhao xianger resisted her attack, waiting for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia look at each other through the campfire. She gently walks to her side, reaches out her hand, and says, "married elder martial sister?"

Lu Jiajia looked at him and said with a smile, "I don't want to lead you. You've been bothering me so much these years."

Ning Changjiu took the initiative to hold her hand and said, "there are still many years."

Lu's soft hand was clenched by him.

Zhao xianger and Siming stop fighting. They look at Ning Changjiu and wait for his other hand to make a choice.

Lu Jiajia said with a smile: "I don't think even if you have three heads and six arms, it's not enough for you to have sex with others on weekdays."

In the end, Zhao xianger holds the other hand, and Siming gives it to Zhao xianger with a smile. Zhao xianger hesitates to reach out and touches her fingertip. After gently separating, he pinches it again. The two quarreling enemies finally hold hands together.

Ning Xiaoling also stretched out a small claw. Lu Jiajia and Siming held one by themselves. Ning Xiaoling was very happy. She looked at the bonfire, closed her eyes and made a wish in silence.

We all closed our eyes and knelt quietly by the campfire.

The moon appears.

Moonlight is like water, so is time.

The bonfire is getting smaller.

Summer cicada climbed up the tree, struggling to hiss, heaven and earth if there is a reaction, suddenly thunder, split down in the air, Hua, torrential rain.

The fire was burning in the heavy rain, but there was no one around the campfire.

The fire went out alone, and the temple was still in seclusion.

Only the seeds planted by them can sprout in the thunder.

……

……

When she woke up, the night sky was clear and the stars were clear.

Three years in my dream, I wake up all night.

Wearing thin clothes, she stepped on the ground gently.

Ning Xiaoling seems to be startled, fox body micro tremor, there are signs of waking up.

Lu's marriage is a light hearted one.

Everything last night was a dream, not a dream.

When Huang Liang wakes up from his dream, everything is the same as before, and the flying pictures linger in the sea of knowledge.

If you get it, if you lose it.

In the heart of the sword, more than 30 swords are lying quietly, which confirms the truth of the fairy woman. It's a pity that she failed to seize the opportunity. Even in the end, she still failed to make everyone really harmonious.

She had an intuition that she would never get into the dream again.

As the eldest martial sister for three years, she seems to get nothing more than putting on airs with her ruler and playing with her prestige.

But she did not regret the choices in her dream. No matter how severe her appearance was, her heart was always soft. If she could do it again, she might have a dream like this all night.

Standing at the window, with the cool wind blowing her hair, she watched the stars fade away and the sun rise from the horizon.

When she walked out of the door, Liu junzhuo was standing outside the yard. She held her sword in her arms and looked at Lu Jiajia. She said good morning with a smile.

Lu Jiajia replied softly, and then said, "did Mr. two sleep well last night?"

Liu junzhuo said with a smile, "well, thank you very much for your hospitality. I don't know when the master will be out of the mountain. When the master is out of the mountain, I want to ask her two swords."

Lu said: "Mr. two, don't be impatient for a while. The patriarch didn't make it clear when he would go out of the mountain."

"Is it?" Liu junzhuo asked softly.

"What do you mean, sir?" she asked

Liu junzhuo waved his hand and said, "well, don't pretend. I already know that Siming is not in Zongzhong now, right?"

Lu Jia frowned and said, "Sir, what are you talking about?" Liu junzhuo said: "I watched outside the Jiuyou hall for a long time last night, but I didn't notice any fluctuation of powerful spiritual power. A strong man like simang, even if he closed the door, would have a sense of destiny with heaven and earth. I'm so close that I can't detect any trace." Lu's face didn't change and said, "the second gentleman doesn't know something. The patriarch is closed in the Youming hall."“ oh Is that right? " Liu junzhuo looked into Lu's eyes and said, "Miss Lu was born beautiful, but she lied beautifully." Lu was a little angry. She said coldly, "Mr. two is a guest. I'll take the guest on behalf of the patriarch. Is there anything wrong with the reception? Why do you talk like that, girl? " Liu Jun Zhuo Xu holds the sword, and the sword is full of meaning. Lu Jiajia can't help but step back“ In fact, before I met Miss Lu, I had thought about the woman who defeated the seventh younger martial brother... I couldn't understand it at that time. " Liu junzhuo looked at her and said, "now I see you. It's unexpected, but I feel reasonable. This feeling... Is very subtle." Lu Jiajia listened quietly, and her voice became cold. She said, "Mr. two, you have something to say."“ Good Liu junzhuo answered and said, "I will take back my sword, but it's not for nothing. In this way, we'll make a bet." "What are you gambling on?" Lu asked Liu junzhuo said: "I broke the willow into a sword and pressed it to the level with you. If you can take the three swords, I will give you the sword and the crown. If you can't take the sword and the crown, I will give you three peerless classics as compensation Zitingjing and wudaoru are separated by a gap. Even if they are pressed, their understanding of Kendo and the magic of their swordsmanship are very different. What's more, she is the second disciple of the sword Pavilion. Lu should not have any chance of winning. But perhaps it was the spring and Autumn period when the dream was still in its infancy. Lu just hesitated a little and nodded his head and said, "OK, according to Mr. two."