Beyond the Divine States

On the mountain road, the drizzle is fluttering, and the eaves are heavy behind them. They are like mountains, where the dark clouds with rain come over.

From time to time, the sound of deer's crowing reverberates infinitely on the peak of bhikkhu. When you look up, the sky looks very far away because of the emptiness.

Ning Changjiu and Siming walked through the cold streets. Occasionally, some white deer stepped on them and avoided the roads one after another. They are spirit beasts. They can feel the murderous spirit of women. This murderous spirit has lasted for several days.

Three days ago, Ning Changyu woke up slowly holding the hand of Zhao xianger and his wife in his dream. When he woke up, he found that he really held a pair of hands. They were a pair of hands with clear bones but warm and soft. They were the hands of simang.

Ning Changjiu wakes up immediately. He feels the sentimental touch of his fingertips, but he has to try to break away. Unfortunately, Siming wakes up.

They just lay on the bed and looked at each other for a long time. The thunder and lightning outside the window flashed and flashed, reflecting their faces from time to time. Ning long thought that Siming would attack, but she didn't say anything. She just let go of her hand and got off the bed.

The house was quiet from beginning to end.

The spring and autumn dream lingers in my heart. When I think back, many pictures have faded away, but the sense of peace and warmth fills my heart, which is hard to go.

On the first day, they didn't speak much. They seemed to be in a dream and didn't really wake up.

The next day, simang began to calculate the old accounts of yesterday morning, and kept Ning away from himself for a long time.

On the third day, the aftereffects were still there.

These days, they try to sleep, but never dream like that again. All that seems to be gone with the dream of summer, cicadas, rain, laughter, have become more and more light symbols in memory.

Ning Changchang and Si Ming buried their thoughts in their hearts, digesting the Scriptures in their memories. Their realm became more and more perfect, as if they could break the old cocoon and fly into a new world just one breath away.

The rain still lingered in the ten thousand demon city. When they went down the mountain, the dark ginseng fruit trees came into our eyes, just like the ghosts.

Ginseng puppet demons are dozing, the banana leaves in their hands have begun to rot, but the fire is burning more and more.

Siming came to the stove and had a look. In the blazing light, the texture of the famous sword Yu Lei began to collapse. Although there was still the rudiment of the sword, it had gradually changed its shape.

"It seems that it may take only seven days to refine it." Said Siming.

Ning Changjiu said, "well, the sooner the better."

Simanyou sighed: "I hope at the last moment, don't make mistakes."

The ginseng puppet demon on one side cried and said, "good brother and good sister, we haven't slept for many days, and we are not beaten by iron... After refining this magic weapon, you can let us go?"

The rest of the ginseng goblins also nodded and agreed. They were all lovely looking boys and girls. At the moment, their faces seemed to be smeared with charcoal and blackened. They looked very pitiful.

Ning Changchang said, "when you finish this, I will send you to a paradise."

The virgin who had served them turned her lips and said, "brother immortal, don't deceive us. Don't you mean to kill us when you send us to paradise? We are not real children. How can we believe that? "

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "don't worry, I swear I will never kill you. You will appreciate me in the future. "

The girl was suspicious and wanted to ask more, but she saw a cold, silver haired woman coming like a ghost. She had a little holiday with the goddess, and she didn't dare to make a sound, so she immediately shut up.

After a week's inspection, Ning Changjiu and Siming walked side by side toward the direction of the demon temple. They had no purpose, just walked at will.

"What are you going to do with them?" Simang asked.

Ning Changchang said: "the kingdom of Jinwu Shimu is still broken. I want to repair it completely. These puppet demons are Yin in nature, which can be used as one of the nourishment of the Jinwu Shimu kingdom. "

Si Ming frowned and said, "so cruel?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "they can't die, but they will gradually wash away the resentment under the glory of the kingdom of God, and become pure plants growing in the sun. At that time, they will become the first people to destroy the kingdom of God. I've figured out their names. The puppet demon born to Xiangri is called Xiangri puppet. "

"..." simang's lips curved slightly, then smoothed by the cold. She said faintly, "you are really thoughtful."

In the drizzle, they came to the demon temple, walked over the long, mossy stone steps, and did not step into the temple gate at the corner. Ning Changjiu and simang almost turned back at the same time.

In the rear, in the direction of the outer city, there was a sudden noise.

So far, the sound was weak, but because it was so far away, the place where the incident happened should have been a tremendous sound.

From afar, in the south direction of the outer city, the rain all over the sky was shattered and turned into a thick fog. In the fog, there was a golden light rising from the sky, like a golden dragon in the sky.

"What happened?" Ning long murmured to himself, vaguely uneasy in the heart.

"The golden light..." simang narrowed his eyes, and his pupils flew away like frost: "is the holy instrument born?"

"Holy instrument?" Ning long puzzled.

Siming said: "there are holy vessels in duanjie City, which should be relics of saints. But... Shouldn't the holy vessels be in the direction of the demon God hall? Why did they appear in the outer city?"

Ning Changchang was more puzzled, but somehow, the little monkey's face was immediately reflected in his mind. In the dark, he felt that the two seemed to be related.

Ning Changjiu asked: "will this matter be related to us?"

Siming shook his head gently: "I don't know, but if there is a big chaos in the city, we may not have to wait for Yulei to refine, and then we can leave. Maybe it's good for us."

"Maybe." Rather long stare at the golden light in the fog, softly.

……

Deep in the demon temple is a sea of stars.

Beyond the sea of stars, a woman in black, half a snake, lies on her back, embracing the white bone. She looks at the sea of stars and the traces of the stars. She is always silent.

The golden winged Mirs walked behind her.

The woman in Fei's clothes looked back. Her face was thin and strange. She looked at Mirs wearily and asked coldly, "what's the matter? Eat up the finch, and finally want to eat me? "

Before she became a snake, she was a tit.

Golden winged Mirs looked at the ape bones in her arms, made a salute, and said: "a hundred years, you still can't put it down?"

The Feiyi woman, known as the queen of ten thousand demons, sneered and said, "he is not dead yet. He will wake up one day. The sage protects all the demons in the world, right? We're not going to die... "

Golden winged Mirs were silent for a moment, sighed and asked: "does Uranus really exist? You've been looking for it for so long, but what's the result? "

The Banshee queen shook her head and said, "I don't know. Over the years, I've calculated it countless times. I've already figured out its location and track in the numbers, but I can't see it... But it's his long cherished wish in his life. Now he can't open his eyes. He'll let me continue to look for it until he dies."

Golden winged Mirs did not ask any more, just said: "today I come to you, I want you to help me with one thing."

The Banshee queen asked, "what's the use of finding me for things that you can't solve? How much mana can I have? "

Golden winged Mirs said: "I hope you can help me watch the stars and see the bad luck."

The king of the thousand women frowned, and she turned her head and drew the outline of the red eyeliner. She said, "you never believe this before, do you seem to have encountered major events?"

Golden winged Mirs asked: "can you count?"

"Why should I help you?" said the king

The golden winged Mirs said: "you have turned your eyes to the ethereal sky, but the life and death of the sage and the old ape with arms are all in the world. Now the sage is in danger. When he dies, your old ape will never live again."

"What you have done is to save the saint?" said the king

"Well." The golden winged Mirs nodded.

"Don't be ashamed Wan Yaonv Wang's face was slightly thin, with a cold smile: "you dare not go out of Wan Yaocheng now. How can you go to Zhongtu 81 city and the central five countries?"

The golden winged Mirs frowned and said, "where are the sages of the five countries of China and Turkey pressed?"

The Banshee queen sneered and said, "this is the secret that I have seen in the sky these years. When I saw this wisp, I almost went blind. I wanted to tell you, but... Oh, what if I knew? Are you going to die? "

The central government of China and Turkey has 81 big countries, including five.

It was a huge city that came to heaven five hundred years ago. It was once the site of Xianting, but now it is located in the world, majestic and magnificent.

The golden winged Mirs said calmly, "the fifth sacred vessel has come out."

"Well?" Ten thousand demon Queen's deep pupil suddenly turns black, she quickly pinches a finger, way: "that thing, finally appeared?"

The golden winged Mirs said, "well, there's a guest in Wanyao city that I've been waiting for for a long time."

"Who?"

"Jinwu."

The body of the king snake rolled up, and the pupil reflected the scarlet light: "isn't this the food you sent to your door? Mirs demon saint, I want to congratulate you in advance on the success of Wanyao Jue? "

The golden winged Mirs said, "when the sacred vessel comes out and the demon formula is completed, I will go to the Middle Earth, smash the 81 cities, smash the cages and rescue the saints. When we are worshipped by the demon king and remain in the world, when the mansion is about to collapse, we should live and die with vigour, right?"

The Banshee queen nodded gently and said, "so you are here to seek my fortune?"

"Yes," said the golden winged Mirs

The king of ten thousand enchantresses asked, "how many chances are you going to win?"

The golden winged Mirs said, "it's good to have an achievement."

"Idiot." The haggard face of the queen of ten thousand demons shows the color of irony. She reaches into the sea of stars, and the market of the river of stars begins to turn with the fluctuation of her fingertips.

Golden winged Mirs wait quietly.

……

On the Qijue cliff, the bleeding monkey's eyes widened. It kept panting and swaying among the huge trees. The wind like a knife cut its ears. On its back, in a bag with a drum, two young monkeys blinked and looked at the world around them naively. The sparrows chirped.

The little monkey demon's hands and feet trembled, and it did not dare to look behind, because many hunters with bat wings and masks had caught up with them, and their figures were moving from tree to tree, constantly approaching it.

The monkey demon doesn't dare to look under him, because at this moment, on the Qijue cliff, the red Python pours out, forming a tangled and twisting Red Sea. A glance can make people feel sick when their scalp explodes.

"You hold firmly, don't move..." the monkey demon asked. He jumped up on the tree trunk, grabbed a cane, and flew away.

The young monkey should be playing a game and clapping happily.

Little monkey demon jumped on the next tree. His teeth kept shaking. Although Qijue cliff was big, he couldn't find any hiding place.

It had suddenly surged up a lot of inexplicable power, but it could not bear too much divine power, and its power could not be squandered. After several sweeps, it was exhausted, and the pain of its limbs slowed down its body.

The monkey demon feels the beating heart like a drum, and every moment seems to swim at the limit of his body.

Whoosh, two sharp sounds. At a glance, it just saw two steel cables with sharp knives passing by.

The little monkey demon was surprised. The branch under his foot was cut off. He screamed and fell to the red Python group below.

"I got it." The demon catcher opens his bat wings and jumps away.

Below, red boa have opened their mouths to welcome the arrival of delicious.

The little monkey demon was scared out of his wits. He screamed and stared at the python. His brain seemed to turn into water and flow out of the seven orifices. In his surprise, he saw a pine tree sticking out of the cliff below. He stretched out his hand to catch it, but his luck was very bad. His arm was not long enough and his fingertips passed the pine branches. He had a brain shock and was really in despair.

With a click, the monkey demon didn't fall down. Behind him, two young monkeys quickly reached out to catch the pine branch in one hand and the monkey demon's back neck in the other.

They threw the monkey demon, then jumped up and got back into the bag.

The little monkey demon is still in shock. It has no time to think about why the two little monkeys have such skills. The instinct of the body has forced him to continue to jump and flee to the Qijue cliff.

The little monkey demon is still wearing a Taoist robe at the moment. It cut a lot of bamboo yesterday and carved a bucket of sticks according to its memory. This morning, it set up a stall in the outer city, and no one came for a long time, so it smoked and played by itself. In order to please the guests, it carved a total of three down sticks. It drew three times, and pulled out all the three sticks.

The bad feeling soon came true. The streets were noisy and masked demon hunters poured out from all directions.

Just like that rainy night, an inexplicable force burst out in his body. This force forced him to break through the encirclement. He went back to the cave and pulled out two young monkeys. He wanted to take the opportunity to go out of the city, but who wanted to chase him again? He was chased all the way to Qijue cliff and couldn't rest for a moment.

At the beginning, the dead fortune teller said that his life was not going well. It was true that he deserved to be killed by thunder.

The little monkey demon gnashes its teeth. It knows its luck very well and knows that it can't escape anyway. Escape is more like a show of resistance.

The pursuers are getting closer and closer. After crossing the forest, it is pushed all the way to the edge of the cliff.

Little monkey demon looked at the misty cliff. He didn't want to commit suicide. He sighed, stepped back two steps and raised his hand. He was ready to surrender.

But its body strength was drained, and it was difficult to stand steadily. The cliff was extremely slippery in rainy days. It had bad luck again. It slipped under its feet and fell off the cliff in a scream.

In his backpack, two little monkeys clapped happily.

The golden light pierced the fog barrier, and the sound of heaven falling and earth breaking sounded under the cliff.

……

When the monkey wakes up again, it finds itself in a deep pit surrounded by cobweb like cracks.

"I... why am I not dead?" Little demon monkey raised his head, looking at the rain falling from the sky, how can not understand.

When he regained his mind, he immediately touched his backpack, which was empty, and the two young monkeys were missing.

"Xiaoru? Xiaoyi? Xiaoru Xiaoyi... Two annoying spirits, where are they going... "The little monkey demon whispered to himself. The intense uneasiness surged into his heart, and he looked around with his painful body

I saw nothing but the mist.

Suddenly, it sensed something wrong.

It stood up and its tail touched the ground... It had broken its tail in the past and never touched the ground!

The little monkey demon turned around in horror, and his head was dizzy. He couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or not. He only found that his tail was complete.

It shakes its tail, grabs it, stares at it with trembling pupils and pinches it with force... The pain comes from the feedback of its tail, which is a feeling it has never experienced before.

The little monkey demon had no time to think, and a golden light flashed before his eyes.

It was a lot of golden feathers, they fell like snow.

The little monkey demon raised his head, and the surrounding scene disappeared, leaving only a Golden Shadow in the field of vision.

The golden figure is wearing a feather crown and colored armor, covering a red crow mask. The golden pupil comes from behind the mask, and then the long gray hair dances like a mane. The flaming golden feather vibrates and burns in the wind. At the moment of seeing him, the little monkey demon suddenly stops his heart.

"I finally found you, Ruyi." Golden winged Mirs calmly look at it, thinking about the past five hundred years ago, showing a sense of nostalgia.

"Ruyi?" The little monkey demon was stunned, "what's the best? Are you the dead fortune teller

The golden winged Mirs said, "it seems you haven't seen me yet."

Voice a fall, his figure appeared in front of the monkey demon.

Little monkey demon stares big eye, quiver voice way: "you... What do you want to do?"

The golden winged Mirs said, "the dream in the world is empty again. It's time to wake up."

"Wake up? What are you waking up for? " Little monkey demon doesn't understand.

The golden winged Mirs said, "your eyes are covered with dust. If you don't see the real fire, it's hard to see Lingshan because of the obstacles in your heart."

"You... What the hell are you talking about..." the little monkey demon wants to escape, but can't move.

Looking at his ragged Taoist robe, he suddenly lost control of his heart and yelled, "why don't you let me go? I... I'm just a lucky monkey... The biggest evil thing I've ever done in my life is to pretend to be a Taoist, cheat and get some life-saving money. Do I have to be sentenced to death to be a god stick? What kind of world is this? "

"God... Stick?" Golden winged Mirs slightly Leng, immediately burst out laughing: "it's my worry, it seems that you already know yourself."

The monkey demon is still in a daze, and the golden winged Mirs' claws have covered its head.

The golden light tore through the fog and soared into the sky.

……

The whole city of ten thousand demons is shaking.

"It's the golden winged Mirs!" Simang stood at the top of Picchu peak, looking at the weather from a distance, and suddenly opened his mouth.

Rather long look a Lin, road heart alarm.

Siming closed his eyes, calculated silently in his heart, and immediately opened his mouth. His voice was cold: "don't drag on any more. Take off the sword and break into the ten thousand demon city!"

Ning has no objection for a long time. He answers and goes down the peak with simang.

At the bottom of the mountain, the boys and girls were suddenly involved in it before they could react. The light of the golden black black light lit up the ginseng fruit trees. If the fruit trees met the wax of the fire, they hissed with black gas, and the iron trunk showed signs of melting.

Siming stretched out his palm and patted the furnace. In the sound of metal trembling, the furnace of taishangjun spewed long flame, and the Yu Lei sword in the shape of sword embryo burst out.

Siming wanted to pick the sword, but Ning Changjiu grabbed her wrist and said, "I'll come."

Jin Wu holds Yu Lei in his mouth and flies back. He would rather hold the sword for a long time and turn it into two lines with Siming, and fly away towards the outside of the city.

At the moment when Jinwu holds the sword, the four characters of death with the sword immediately shine in the city of ten thousand demons.

Rulei's voice echoed in Wanyao City: "if there are guests holding swords, the rules of Wanyao city will be broken! If there are guests holding swords, it will break the rules of Wanyao city! "

Ning Changjiu and Siming turned a deaf ear.

But Picchu peak is far away from the outer city, and it will take half a day to go all out.

"What's that?" Ning long shadow suddenly stop.

In front of the fog, like a python across a blue and white peaks.

The python is a hundred feet long. Its lower body is entangled in nowhere, while its upper body is raised high and swimming in the fog. It runs through the double mountains and lashes to the place where Ning Changjiu and Si Ming are.

Siming stood still. In front of her, a moon like pattern appeared. The python whipped up, but the body was bounced away, making a heavy scream.

The screams came from far away.

A huge peak vibrates as the python is repulsed.

Ning long then saw that the mountain peak was a white elephant standing, and the python... Where is it? It's the elephant's trunk!

This is the truth of the white elephant demon that they talked with on the lion hump.

"It's too much for me." Simang snorted coldly, then set his virtual sword in the air.

At the same time, a roar of lion roaring in the mountain forest echoed in the peak.

Another big blue peak is actually a green lion. It shows the fangs of a famous sword, opens its mouth and pours at Siming.

Simang turned a blind eye.

Ning Changjiu was ready. At the moment when the green lion appeared, he jumped up like a bullet and showed his sword eyes. The fog around him condensed and turned into a vast sword. With his body shape, he rushed to the green lion.

Countless rocks were smashed. The thunderous sound exploded in the mountains. The aura of war broke out and instantly formed a bowl shaped ring. It spread out in an overwhelming manner. At the edge of the air wave, rocks, trees, rain, everything touched were torn to pieces by the unstoppable force.

The battle was just a flash. Although Ning Changchang was similar to the green lion, his sword of fog immediately suppressed the green lion, and the giant lion's claws clung to the ground. Step by step, it showed a bigger Dharma body and rushed toward Ning Changchang, but was seized by the golden Shura's head and defeated with a fist.

On the other side, the victory was even more one-sided. Siming held a virtual sword. The sword fell like rain, and instantly cut off the white mountain like body. She washed it and cut it black and blue. She held another sword and cut it toward its head. The virtual sword, carrying the wind and rain, falls unstoppably, and the world around it changes color. The lightless sword was cut down, but it was stopped by something. It stopped in the air and could not touch the white elephant. Ding - the long sound is like an old monk ringing a bell. The virtual sword disintegrates and turns into transparent fragments, which are blown away by the wind. Si Ming looked at the weapon that was fighting with Xu Jian. The dragon pattern and Phoenix seal are eye-catching, and the golden China is bright. The black iron is the body behind, with dark awn inside. It is as straight as an arrow shaft. The two Zhang Long magic stick is hit by the virtual sword and does not move. The center of the black iron is more rusty and slowly peels off like powder, gradually revealing the ancient and clumsy writing of the fire pattern behind. Simang silently read out the two words in his heart: "such as... Meaning?" The golden winged Mirs stand in the air, and the eagle like claws firmly hold the stick. Behind him, the Epee like wings have been unfolded, and each feather reflects the golden light. The wings do not fan, and the wind holds it up. After the red crow mask, a pair of golden pupils pierce the fog, and the voice is ancient and heavy“ In Wanyao City, those with swords will die. "