Beyond the Divine States

The moonlight turns around the corner of the eaves and cuts out bright squares in front of the window. The bed is a little rough, and shrinks in the corner. There is no curtain on the bed curtain. Women and girls are standing against each other in the thin quilt. The thin moonlight becomes the veil of the bed.

Ning long finished this sentence and stared at Si Ming seriously.

They are very close to each other, their skin is close to each other, and the warm breath between the bedding blends with each other. They can feel each other's breath and heartbeat, and even tacit understanding turns into the same frequency. Just like one person, they would rather quietly look at her eyelashes and silver hair for a long time, and look at her skillful five officials. After the beauty of indifference given by the original divinity, they have a soft charm.

Siming was stunned. She lay on her side and bent slightly. Her eyes subconsciously dodged. But Ningchang always looked at her. After a little confusion, she also looked at Ningchang's eyes again. His eyes were so bright and clear. This kind of feeling was familiar, such as the night sky when she was still a divine official.

They see each other's heart without words.

Since the meeting of duanjie City, the estrangement built when they were facing each other suddenly disappeared, and the distance between them was only between lips.

For a moment, in simang's mind, the picture that the eldest martial sister let her see was like a storm of light and shadow, and she was immediately involved in it. The whispers of the young man climbing the moon column intertwined in his heart. Under the gaze of the other person, these feelings suddenly sublimated, turned into wildfire, and ran all over, burning his body.

She didn't even dare to breathe, because her breath became hot, and this sudden burning would expose her mind.

They looked at each other for a long time and did not move.

Siming originally wanted to pull Lu and Zhao xianger as a shield, but he couldn't say anything.

"I... I like yours, too."

Siming said that in a very light voice, as if it was leaking from between her teeth. She thought it was the tone of a 16-year-old girl, but she didn't want to avoid her heart, and couldn't think of a better answer.

Ning long smile.

As a result, the distance between their lips disappeared.

Everything is so natural, like the petals kissing the dew in early spring, like the water soaking the beach in high tide, like the white under the valley before dawn, or the black burning in the evening.

The closer they got to each other, the only estrangement between them was warm.

This was supposed to be the time to reveal their feelings and push all emotions to the climax of substance. However, because of Ning Chang's physical condition at the moment, they just held their lips for a while and then separated with a little shame.

The moonlight by the window brightened up again.

At the same time, in the deepest Taoist hall, the gate slowly opened, and the eldest elder martial sister and the second elder martial brother came to the hall, kneeling on the ground.

In the curtain of the white gauze came the light cough of yechan palace.

Her figure quivers among the white gauze, like a candle in the wind.

Cough for a long time, ye Chan Palace's voice slowly calm.

Elder martial sister hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't help asking, "master, it's already like this. Why do you want to open Kunlun?"

The second elder martial brother also said, "if it's just to sharpen the younger martial brother, the cost may be too high."

Yechan Palace's tone is still quiet: "we will fight with the Twelve Gods sooner or later. Kunlun is the day of declaring war. There is no better time than now."

The elder master worried: "but you are not in good health. I'm afraid that you have used power so frequently recently..."

As the elder martial sister said this, she suddenly thought of something and said, "the master lacks unlimited power, because it belongs to a part of time and has been lost in the past 12 years. But the younger martial brother and the younger martial sister xueci have time. If the power is combined, can we rebuild infinite power and heal the master's injury?"

"No way." Ye Chan Gong said: "in the previous life, since I chose to live for a long time, I have deep meaning. What's more, even if you hold infinity in your hand? It's just that you'll be here forever, and you'll never be defeated. "

Invincible is also invincible.

The elder martial sister sighed and did not speak.

She is the most powerful group of people in the world, but at the moment, she still has the feeling of powerlessness.

A moment later, the gate opened again, and the fifth elder martial brother came late. There were black spots on his Taoist robe that exploded during the test.

He apologized to his master and elder martial brothers and sisters, and then knelt down to one side.

"Well, here we are. Let's get down to business." Ye Chan Palace said.

The fifth elder martial brother asked, "is it about evil?"

Yechan palace hum a, she thin lips light open, will rather long story retell to them.

The three men knelt down and listened quietly.

Shaoqing, ye Chan palace finished this simple story.

The content of the story is very simple. It sounds like a legend to cajole children.

"What do you think?" Asked Ye Chan.

The three bowed their heads together and fell into deep thought.

The first one to express her opinion was the eldest martial sister. She was afraid and said, "Bu daytime country should refer to this heaven and earth. As for the eyelash platform... Maybe it refers to the eyes."

"No The fifth elder martial brother shook his head and said: "what the ciliary platform refers to must be the secret master. This is very important and obvious. Besides... Even if it is so obvious, evil still gives us hints. The word "ciliary stage" may be taken from the four characters of "Pearl fetus hidden knot."

The elder martial sister suddenly nodded her head. If the knot is removed from the fetus, it is the dark and the Pearl.

The fifth elder martial brother said, "first of all, we have to find out what wood painting is."

It's something that runs through the whole story.

In budaytime country, there is no color in the world. Painting wood brings color, and color also gives them strength, just like a sword.

The second elder martial brother said, "the reference of wood painting is also very obvious."

The elder martial sister and the fifth elder martial brother looked at him together.

"It's aura." The second elder martial brother said, "the place to take out the wood painting is the abyss of the sea of hope. The young man said that it is the lowest place in the world. The spiritual power will gather and then sink. All the spiritual power of the country should be in that abyss. In the story, the spiritual power is compared to the wood painting and then taken out."

The elder sister of the master gave a hum and said, "the six ropes may refer to the six realms."

The fifth elder martial brother also agreed with this view. He asked, "why did the young man get out of the deep well and get black and blue?"

The second elder martial brother said, "maybe it's the well that repels him, or maybe it's..."

The elder martial sister then said, "it's also possible that the princess mentioned the axe to cut down the tree, but in fact it wasn't the tree... The axes actually fell on him, and the original spirit power was taken from him."

It's a chilling statement.

"Lingli, practitioner..." the fifth elder martial brother pondered: "there should be no doubt. In the story, people could only survive for ten years, but they would live longer because they got the color. This is the same as Lingqi."

"But at the end of the story, what this young man represents is darkness. If color can conquer darkness, why does he want people to get color to conquer themselves?"

Five elder martial brother gently shakes and guards, he also can't extract this point from many clues for a while.

The second elder martial brother said, "there is another question. If the princess really paints the night for the world, what will happen?"

The fifth elder martial brother said, "maybe people will have the power to fight against the dark."

The second elder martial brother was more puzzled: "what does black mean?"

Everyone fell into silence.

The elder martial sister recalled the story and suddenly said, "the king's eyes are painted by young people."

The second and fifth elder martial brothers immediately realized that the king's color blindness might also be related to him.

"Identify purple as black... By the way, when young people introduced many colors before, it seems that they deliberately did not mention purple." Many thoughts flashed through the fifth elder martial brother's mind. He seized one of them and said, "in this story, purple equals black?"

"What does purple mean?" The second elder martial brother asked.

"It's Zifu." The elder martial sister spoke coldly and gave the answer.

Zifu

All of them understood in an instant and said in unison:

"Congenital spirit?"

After a brief surprise, the crowd fell silent again.

No one knows when the spirit of heaven originated.

No one knows why some people own it, while others don't.

They have been living in Zifu since the birth of the monks, helping them to practice, and even becoming their weapons.

But if Zifu symbolizes darkness, does it imply that congenital spirit will betray?

A strong monk may not have innate spirit, but he who has pre heaven spirit must be the best on the road of cultivation. If one day, all the congenital spirits betray, and the life of the monk is closely related to it, who can resist the betrayal from the body?

Master elder sister light way: "also don't need to make a fuss, for the first Tianling doubt is ancient."

"Well." The second elder martial brother and the fifth elder martial brother answered with anxiety.

They continue to analyze other references in the story.

"Gobble up seven colors of the devil..."

"It should be the outer gods of Taichu who came here and robbed the aura here." The fifth elder martial brother said.

"Well, the high cliff of the ciliary platform should refer to the way to ascend." The second elder martial brother also said.

"All the climbers have been killed." The elder martial sister sighed: "people who are different from the story all know that there are demons living on the eyelash platform, but in the eyes of the world's monks, the end of Taoism is immortal court and great freedom."

But the essence is no different.

The fifth elder martial brother nodded his head and said, "we can't break the monk's obsession. We can only step on the eyelash platform faster than everyone else, kill that being, and open up a real road for all monks."

So far, the story has been explained almost.

But we all have an idea in our hearts: evil is not the only thing to convey.

What's missing in the story, they haven't figured it out yet! And that, perhaps, is the key to defeat the Dark Lord.

Today's evil is controlled by the Dark Lord, but the Dark Lord's penetration of heaven and earth is obviously not really arbitrary. So over the years, evil has not only created the heaven list to attract all kinds of heroes and talents to come here, but also set up countless spirit lists to attract all kinds of monks and magicians. He should want to convey something with the help of those lists.

In the Taoist temple, the three disciples thought about their own affairs and stopped talking.

Yechan palace, which has been quiet and silent, opened lightly at TANKOU. Youyou asked, "what is black in the end?"

The three disciples looked at each other.

In the story, black is the first thing that envelops the world, the blood and bone of young warriors, and an indispensable color

But what does it mean?

Is it a certain aura?

The answer seems far fetched.

No one can give a clear answer.

This is the end of the night.

The three disciples left the hall.

In the white gauze room, the lotus shadow swayed, and the master's figure was as light as a wisp of wind. The cough came from the hall again, and it didn't stop all night.

……

At the beginning of the sunshine, Siming got up early and left the bed. She covered Ning Changjiu's eyes with a quilt and began to change her clothes.

Simang changed into the robe which was never stained with dust.

In the light and shadow of dawn, Siming stands barefoot. After wearing a white ribbon, her perfect figure is more clearly outlined, like a picture of bright and dark relationship.

Ning looked at her figure for a long time, but the injury did not heal.

Siming had already started to clean up the house. She tied up her silver hair behind her. Sometimes she bent down, sometimes she padded her feet. She was busy in the house. She seemed to have some kind of gentle and virtuous illusion.

She set up the stove to cook the medicine.

"Snow China." Ning long called.

"Well?" Siming accepted the name.

Ning Changchang said: "after we go back, let's be frank with the bride."

Siming turned his back to him and said, "what do you want to confess? We just like each other. I also like flowers, herbs, morning and evening. Should I report these to Lu Jiajia? What's more, why should I report to Lu? Is she older than me? "

Ning Changjiu had no choice but to smile. For this proud woman, he had no means to restrain her. He could only use love to influence her, so he was always unable to do what he wanted.

Ning Changjiu said, "we will be together after all."

Simang said, "who wants to be with you? I'm going back to the kingdom of God. "

Ning Changchang said, "your kingdom of God has been destroyed by the master."

After thinking about it, simang confidently said, "maybe the master wants to promote me to be a divine officer."

"Don't dream. How can I get you? You are better than elder martial sister." Ning long poured cold water mercilessly.

With a slap, Siming slapped the table and looked back angrily, saying, "well, you are not only wrong with your master, but also your elder martial sister. Oh, I'm not as good as her? Since I'm not as good as her, let her take care of you! "

"I..." rather long speechless, had to coax, "I just don't want you to do other people's God, I always keep a place for you."

"Who is rare..." simang lowered his head and half bit his red lips, and said, "then explain again why you have to report to Lu Jiajia. In your eyes, she is your chief Taoist partner, and we are all dispensable additions?"

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "is it difficult for us to get married behind the scenes?"

Simang said faintly: "don't explain. I have my own discretion to marry that little girl. When I get back, you are not allowed to help her. I'll set up a threat first and see if she dares to carry any official airs."

Rather long had to smile bitterly, and should come down..

As soon as Siming thought that he could revenge his dream after going back, he was more happy. Hum, if he couldn't beat the master, he couldn't cure you little Sword Fairy in green silk and white clothes?

"Well, don't move. I'll put the medicine on you."

Siming took the stone box given by the elder sister of the master and treated the injury for a long time.

She took the stone box, went to Ning Changjiu's side, broke his body, untied his clothes, and applied medicine for him.

"I've never tried this medicine. If it's not good, blame your elder martial sister. Don't blame me." Si Ming put Xi soil on his wound.

Ning Changjiu sighed and said with a smile, "I'd better complain about my bad luck."

Fortunately, xirang has a miraculous effect. Where it is applied, the wound will heal, the scar will melt and the skin will regenerate. It is more effective than the power of time.

In addition to some parts, the rest of the trauma healed in a short time.

Siming also feels miraculous. She will use the rest to hide it secretly and keep it for future use.

Siming then brought the decoction, and the jade lip breathed and warmed the boiling juice.

She took the spoon and gave the medicine to Ning Changjiu.

"It's a little bitter." I'd rather say it for a long time.

Simang gave a smile and said, "close your eyes."

Ning long closed his eyes.

The administration is still going on.

After a long time, the light entered his eyes again. Simang wiped his moist lips lightly and asked with a smile, "is it still bitter?"

"It's sweet." Ning long also showed a smile.

……

It's a quiet day when I'm not recovering.

Siming still carried him into a wheelchair as usual, pushed him out of the door, and went to see the beautiful mountains and waters and the extinct birds, fish and insects.

More often, they will come to the cliff side together to see the sea of clouds and listen to the pines.

This is the most peaceful time.

His injury was terrible.

At that time, when he came to daodian with simang on his back, what he was carrying was not his own body, but a wisp of obsession.

His meridians were broken, his orifices and acupoints were destroyed, his bones were cracked, and the sea of Qi was pierced through.

If he is in a place that is not inconspicuous, then he should be a corpse or a remnant spirit now.

Siming knew this very well, so she always pretended to be angry and wanted to beat his temperament. When they were sleeping together, Siming would wake up immediately if there was any slight pain, ask about it and help him.

These days, although she has always been tough, she has always been meticulous about Ning's long-term care.

It's also clear.

Elder martial sister, second elder martial brother and fifth elder martial brother are still in sight. These days, they often come to see the younger martial brother and younger martial sister.

Among them, the eldest martial sister is the most enthusiastic. She almost comes to see Ning Changjiu every day to check his progress in reading her books.

Ning's long-term recovery is ten days later.

It was a seemingly calm ten days.

In the afternoon, Siming pushes Ning Changjiu to the wheat field. Ning Changjiu holds the chair handle in both hands and slowly props up his body. He senses the location of the sea of Qi, opens the exhausted sea of Qi, and absorbs the aura full of the four fields.

The whole sky was open for him.

Ning's breath is long and soft. Mai Lang rises and falls gently with the rhythm of his breath. His heart and the world are singing with each other. It seems that the world does not contain him, but that he covers the whole world. All the movement and stillness here become long between his breath.

Simang stood on one side, and the eyebrows that had been locked up because of worry gradually spread out.

She smiles, too.

The spiritual power flows into the sea of Qi without arousing any pain. On the contrary, it fills into the body and merges with itself to become the support of the source.

Ning long seems to be standing in the same place, also seems to be in an unknown dimension, watching himself coldly at the moment. He is not only a man, but also a heaven, an unshakable truth and an elusive self.

Ning is familiar with this feeling for a long time.

At the beginning of the war with sin Jun, he took out the silver sword from simang's body. Time and fate blended into infinity. At that moment, he was in such a profound and brilliant intersection.

Ning long stretched out his hand, as if to seize the sky.

It was the right of heaven and earth to give gifts when Jin entered the five ways.

He didn't know the name of the authority, but he could feel that it might be related to the bow and arrow.

Before he had time to understand the mystery of power, Jinwu flew out of the purple mansion, flapping his wings in the sea of Qi, spreading the golden light all over every corner of the sea of Qi. It turned its figure as if it was fighting against the wind and waves.

Ning long entered the five paths.

Siming laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Mai Lang, Ning long took a look at the wheelchair that had been with him for more than ten days, and then gently dropped his eyes on Siming.

Siming and he looked at each other, the breeze blowing, silver hair close to the porcelain white cheek, long skirt ironing the graceful curve.

They are so close again.

They got closer.

Simingwei tiptoes and kisses him.

I'd rather hold her in my arms for a long time.

Spring has not yet passed. In the tender wind, everything is about to be bred in the warmth, and other flowers will come out.

It's a pity that another voice rang out untimely and interrupted them.

That's the voice of yechan palace.

"For a long time, I will be in the palace of teachers."

In the simple words, they immediately realized that it was not good and separated like an electric shock.

Rather for a long time, he bowed to the Taoist temple and answered his orders.

……

The temple is bright with candle light.

Ning long pushed open the door of the hall, knelt down in front of Bai Sha and said, "thank you for taking care of me these days. I've been well for a long time."

"Well." Ye Chan palace has no emotion, but says: "after today, if you go down the mountain again, I'm afraid you have no time to take care of your life and death. From then on, you have to face everything by yourself."

Ning Changchang is a little surprised. I don't know why the master said such a thing. He was silent for a long time and asked tentatively, "master, are you going to war with the kingdom of God?" Ye Chan palace way: "originally shouldn't at this time, but I already can't drag." Between words, a woman's light cough comes through the gauze, like a cold frost wind“ Disciple... I see. " Ning Changjiu kowtowed gently and said seriously: "after leaving the temple, the disciples will be careful everywhere and don't make the master worry any more."“ It has nothing to do with your carelessness. " Ye Chan Palace said: "if someone has to kill you, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, it will not help." Ning Changjiu asked, "who is going to kill the disciple?"“ "The sword Pavilion." Ye Chan palace gave the answer: "you are my disciple, and you are the enemy of Jiange. Besides, the first sword of Jiansheng is to kill you. If that sword fails, he will not give up." Rather long solemn nod. Although he has already broken through five ways at the moment, he is by no means the opponent of the swordsman. If he has to kill himself, what can he do? Ning Changchang said: "I'll try my best to avoid disaster. If the swordsman really does it to me, I'll never shrink back."“ Well Ye Chan Palace first light point, way: "after sending sword, remember to go to a place."“ Where? " Ning Changchang asked“ Cut off the boundary city. " Ye Chan Palace said: "let Si Ming protect you. Now she can cross the time abyss." Ning long unknown, but think of their own and Shao Xiaoli agreement, gently nodded“ I remember that. " I'd rather say it for a long time. Ye Chan palace light cough a while, way: "do you still have what wish?" Rather long time micro Zheng, did not answer. Ye Chan palace way: "if not, today you and snow porcelain together down the mountain."“ Yes Ning long sank tone, suddenly way. Ye Chan palace way: "but say no harm." Ning Changchang said: "I... I want to see the master." Ye Chan palace did not feel offended, but agreed to his request. The wind inside the hall suddenly became loud. White yarn blowing, its upper body shadow swaying, such as white yarn to capture the wind. Layers of gauze curtain gradually open. Ning long breathless, a moment, there was a kind of feeling at a loss. He thought the master would refuse or even reprimand him. In this unexpected consciousness, he finally clearly witnessed the true face of yechan palace. It was a quiet lotus water, dark light and shadow, ink blue skirt spread out on the water, with white gauze on it. Ning long said that her face could not be described by pure beauty. She was like the ultimate of quiet, the ultimate of elegance, and then took the supreme holiness of the clouds to sign her name. Rather long kneel down in place, staring at the front. His heart was firm, but he was still shocked by what he saw. And the beauty that shocked him most was not the beauty that he had never seen before. It's what the master looks like. What the master said was "in a very bad state" was obvious in front of him. Ye Chan palace sits gracefully in the lotus terrace. The shadow of white gauze around is still a woman's graceful. But she's wearing this dress. But it's like a little girl wearing adult's clothes（ Thanks to the helmsman who was praised by his book friend! Thank you for the great Xia of Qinglian's reward! Thank you for your support