Beyond the Divine States

Ning Changjiu looks at the front, time seems to slow down, after the picture in front of him comes to mind, it explodes into a lot of doubts.

Among the floating shadows, all the symbols on her body seem to have disappeared, leaving only tranquility.

She looks like a girl now.

The girl's head is full of young and soft green silk. The lotus crown with jade is fixed. The skirt on the water is like a big lotus leaf. Her petite body is wrapped in the lotus leaf. Baobo's sleeve covers the young hands, and the broad skirt edge can't see the slim legs.

She sits gracefully and looks serene. She can't tell the difference between sadness, happiness and anger.

But on that noble and childish cheek, the pupil of the girl is deep, which seems to contain the light purple dust of time.

After her Taoist robe, there was a round of slender, silver like moon.

She looks like a girl, but no one will think that she is a girl... She seems to be sitting in a mysterious focus, all kinds of different temperament gather in her body, and finally knead into quiet, just like the lotus in the candlelight.

Ye Chan Palace also looked at him.

White gauze layer upon layer falls down, hugs back like a heavy rain, conceals her.

Floating on the white gauze, it is still the shadow of the immortal in the past of yechan palace.

I'd rather sit on my knees for a long time, but I can't recover for a long time.

"Master?" Ning long doubted to call a.

In the previous life, although he had only one-sided relationship with his master, he was still the last one before his death.

Although he could not remember her face, he clearly remembered that master was not such a delicate young girl.

The fairy voice of yechan palace comes gently.

"When the moon is full, it's hard to complete."

Her words are also not sad, even very clear and beautiful. Rather long can feel, also only beautiful.

Ning Changjiu asked: "will the master recover?"

Ye Chan palace way: "I don't know."

Ning long squeezed his hand and asked, "what can I do for the master?"

Ye Chan Palace said: "live to duanjie City, come to see me."

Ning Changjiu is the key leader of the town. He suddenly points out that he is the sword and wants to cut the palm of his hand to swear. But ye Chan palace stops him and says, "life and death have a destiny. You don't have to force it. The most important thing is to live, and the second thing is to come to see me."

Although the voice of yechan palace is moving, it is still indifferent. If the curtain is not opened, the voice and color that people associate with is just the high seat divine platform, the indifferent and tall goddess in charge of the world.

Ning Changjiu slowly took back his hand and put it on his knee. He lowered his head and said: "I will obey the orders of the teacher."

"Well." Yechan palace gently should sound, she rarely showed hesitation, a moment later said: "about my identity, you should have guessed it."

Ye Chan palace closed her eyes after saying that. On her tender face, her mood was covered with ice and snow. Only the lotus in the pool whirled around, as if writing her mood.

Ning Changjiu nodded his head and said, "I guess..."

"Well." Yechan palace is about to say something.

Ning Changjiu continued: "master is the empress Nu Wa who made man by kneading earth, made up heaven by refining stone, and cut turtle enough to become a quadrupole."

"..." yechan palace swallowed what she wanted to say.

She did not admit it or deny it.

Ning long thought about the contents of the book presented by the elder martial sister, studied the wording, and wanted to praise the master, but the order of Ye Chan palace had been given.

"Well, go back. Your elder martial sister and elder martial brother will arrange the itinerary for you, so I will send it to you soon."

Ye Chan Palace said.

……

The door opened slowly.

Siming was standing outside the hall, waiting quietly. There was a trace of anxiety between her eyebrows and eyes.

Ning long out of the hall, simang sleeve pinched hand without leaving a trace to loose down.

"What does Master say?" Asked simang.

Ning Changjiu said: "master didn't say anything, just let us treasure all the way."

Siming didn't ask any more. She knew that Ning Changchang would not deceive herself unless there were some real secrets about the way of heaven.

Ning long held her hand and said, "let's go. It's time to go down the mountain. Don't let the married and the young wait."

"Well."

Although Siming nodded, she gently broke away his hand. She looked at the temple, gently blessed her body, and saluted the Taoist temple.

They then joined hands and walked out of the front yard of the hall.

Ning Changjiu and Siming finally took a look at the lotus trees in the courtyard and the stone table pavilion that left countless memories. They looked at each other, one pushing the left door, the other pushing the right door.

The door closed slowly, and the memories of summer in my dream stayed here forever.

Turn around and the sun is shining.

I would rather look at the sun in the sky for a long time than feel the truth.

Outside the Taoist hall, the first one to wait for them was the fifth elder martial brother.

"Yes, elder martial brother." Ning Changjiu and Siming salute together.

The fifth elder martial brother gave a gentle smile. He took two books and handed them to Ning Changjiu. He said, "I have nothing in my view. I will give you two volumes to show my heart."

Ning long took the book carefully.

The two books are all mounted in cyan covers, one with "weapons manual" and the other with "records of mountains and seas".

As the name suggests, one is the atlas of the world's weapons, and the other is the ancient scroll of mountains and seas.

"This scroll is not precious. If you have to, you can use the weapons and beasts in it. Just don't expect the power." The fifth elder martial brother said with a smile.

Ning Changjiu handed the book to Siming and bowed to his elder martial brother again.

They bid farewell to the fifth elder martial brother.

Ning Changjiu turned over the weapon spectrum and joked: "there are hundreds of weapons in the world. They are so complicated that I'm tired of using swords. If I have leisure, I can try changing one weapon every day."

Simang took a look at it and said sarcastically, "the magic weapon of all ages is named for people, except for the magic weapon made by special rules in the kingdom of God, such as my black sword. The rest of the world's famous utensils are similar in shape and material. You can see that many of them are complicated and fancy, but the embryo is not different

Ning Changjiu asked, "why did the craftsman do this?"

Siming said with a smile, "it's not to distinguish the complicated characters from other magic weapons. It's just like words. Why are many words so complicated? It's not to distinguish meanings."

Ning long nodded thoughtfully and asked, "what's the language of your kingdom of God like?"

Simang said lightly: "there are no words in the kingdom of God, only thoughts. The only similar inscriptions are runes, which are the means of exerting power. At the beginning, the people who created the characters were regarded as saints by you. However, the characters are also shackles to the monks, and they are meaningless to the kingdom of God. "

Ning Changjiu doesn't know how to respond to her indirect pride.

Just watching their back away from the fifth elder martial brother, the genial smile on his face gradually solidified.

Then, second elder martial brother.

The second elder martial brother also prepared a farewell gift.

"Alas, it's more than ten days now. Although Wanyao city won't embarrass you, the sword Pavilion is still in the world." The second elder martial brother sighed: "if the second disciple of the sword Pavilion is in a dilemma, it's easy to say that you're perfectly matched now. It shouldn't be a problem to kill all the way back to the ancient lingzong. I'm afraid that the shameless thing of the sword sage will come out of the sword to block your way. Although it's not a last resort, the sword sage will not really show the realm of the legendary three realms, but even if it's just a sword to block the way, it's very difficult... "

Ning Changjiu doubted: "although the sword saint is our enemy, after all, he is the enemy

He's the master of the sword Pavilion. He respects his identity. Will he fight against a younger generation of me? "

The second elder martial brother said with a bitter smile: "the sage was good to him at the beginning, didn't he also rebel? The most difficult thing to do is to keep morality away from the heart of the sword, but the heart of the sword is accessible. "

Ning Changjiu was puzzled and said, "what does the sword sage want to do? What's the purpose? "

"There's no purpose." The second elder martial brother patted the scabbard, looked up to the sky and sighed: "he is just the sword of heaven. If God can't kill people by thunder and electricity, he can only use the real sword to eliminate the threat. You are not a considerable disciple, so you are in his list of must kill... Now there are few enemies, and the elder martial brother has to be careful."

Ning Changchang nodded and said, "younger martial brother, I understand that I have entered five roads now. With snow porcelain on my side, I can save the day."

Siming also nodded in agreement.

The second elder martial brother was pleased with his smile. He took out a disc the size of a rouge box from his arms and handed it to Ning Changjiu. He said, "this is the sacred land of the five capitals. When the White Emperor, the green emperor, the Red Emperor, the black emperor and the Yellow Emperor were still there, I took out a shovel and dug up all the sacred tea of the five capitals. At the beginning, I was angry with the public. Now the God and man have passed away, and the city building has changed its owner. Finally, I stayed, It's this. "

The second elder martial brother said this with deep nostalgia in his words.

He handed it to Ning Changchang's palm and said, "keep it well. Don't be too frugal. Just throw it out when you are desperate. It will save your life."

"Thank you very much, second elder martial brother." Ning long seriously took over Wudu Shentu and clenched his hands.

They bid farewell to the second elder martial brother.

Outside the law and order hall, the elder sister of the master, lotus crown and green skirt, stands quietly and gracefully.

She looked at the clouds in the sky and had been waiting for a long time.

Ning Changjiu and Siming met the elder martial sister together.

The elder martial sister smiles and takes out a bow.

It was a bowless, half human bow.

The huge bow seems to be made of iron wood. It looks like the surface texture of black iron is delicate. The arc of the bow arm is vigorous. There is a black black angle on the belly of the bow. The golden awn runs along the lines of the whole bow. It looks like the molten slurry flowing through the valley. In the center of the bow, there is a tiny red dot.

Ning looked at the bow for a long time and was very familiar with it. He felt that as long as he hooked the red dot with his finger, he could pull out the visible string and arrow.

"No?" The elder martial sister said with a smile: "when you shoot the golden winged Mirs, you use this bow. It's worthy of being a younger martial brother... It's something that the golden winged Mirs have not been able to pull out for 500 years. I don't know whether he will close his eyes when his body is destroyed. "

Ning long thought of the scene on Tianzhu peak at that time.

In the torrential rain, he didn't worry too much. When he saw the bow, he pulled it. When he saw the string, he shot Jinyi Dapeng. He had no time to think about it, so he abandoned the bow and ran to Siming.

It was not until then that he realized that this bow was one of the four sacred vessels sealed in Tianzhu peak!

The eldest martial sister continued: "this bow is called Yanghuang cangyu bow. It can fire up to nine at a time. The Yanghuang cangyu sword of golden winged Mirs was born here."

"What a domineering bow name." Ning Changchang said that he was aware of the connection between the bow and himself. He reached out and was ready to take the bow.

But the elder martial sister held the bow and went over her hand.

Ning long grabbed an empty, tiny Leng, doubt a way: "elder martial sister doesn't plan to give this bow to me?"? Or, younger martial brother is not qualified to use it at the moment? "

"Not really." Master sister holding a bow, gently pace, green skirt flying.

She looked at Ning Changjiu with a gentle smile and said, "I'll give you two choices."

Ning long unknown, so, said: "elder martial sister, please speak."

The eldest martial sister said with a smile: "at the moment, I have this Yanghuang cangyu bow, and at the same time, I have three golden words accumulated for thousands of years. Do you want this divine bow, or do you want three good words from the elder martial sister?"

Rather than think about it for a long time, he blurted out: "I want this bow!"

Siming nodded in agreement.

"..." the elder martial sister took a deep breath. She was quiet all around. She only saw that her figure was slightly stiff and her chest was undulating. She looked at Ningchang coldly, grabbed her bow, swung it at Ningchang, and said: "hum, it's so shallow. How can it become a big thing in the future? Go down the mountain."

Ning long held the big bow, the seemingly smooth trunk touched the fingertips is slightly rough.

The huge bow in his arms gave him a lot of peace of mind.

In the sea of Qi, it is more like sun Shenghui's power, which seems to echo each other from afar and earn a lot of glory.

Blood in the body surging roar, he actually gave birth to the impulse of bow and arrow.

Ning long suppressed the surging blood.

He bowed his back and bowed

"Thank you, elder martial sister."

The eldest martial sister was still angry. She didn't give Ning Changchang any good looks. She just said: "this time, the ancient lingzong is thousands of miles away, and the road is long. It's not easy to repair the fruit. You should take good care of it."

Ning long and Si Ming's eyes meet. At last, they thank the elder martial sister together.

The gate is open.

They went down the steps.

In the twinkling of an eye, the eldest martial sister has become the silhouette of a deep blue on the stage.

In the twinkling of an eye, she has disappeared.

"It's time to go down." Ning long sad way.

"Wait a minute." With these words, simang suddenly came to the place where they planted trees.

Siming brought in water for the trees, and watered all the four trees, only missing his own.

Ning long-term understanding, he rolled up his sleeves with a smile, personally bent over the stream, holding water, in the smiley eyes of simang, watering her saplings. Seeing that the little tree did not grow well, he delivered some aura more gently.

Siming was satisfied with his performance with his arms around the chest and his jaw gently.

The five saplings, like an outstretched hand, waved goodbye to them.

The two crossed Dahe Town.

The craftsmen in Dahe Town did their own things and ignored him.

Ning Changjiu met Zhang Qiyu briefly.

Zhang Qiyu is drawing a long scroll of ten thousand ghosts. He looks serious. When he sees Ning Changjiu, he puts down his pen. His face looks complicated.

"I'm going to be alone in this life." Zhang said slowly: "but there is no dissatisfaction, only some regret."

Ning Changchang said: "Yujian Tianzong specially sent someone to take care of Qiusheng and Xiaolian. You don't have to worry about it."

Zhang said: "if that animal is still alive, please leave a way to live."

Ning long knew that he was talking about repairing snakes.

"Well, if I have a chance, I will completely eliminate the evil of its divine bones and release it to liantian town. I like that big black snake very much when it is still pure." I'd rather say it for a long time.

Zhang Qiyu stopped writing and bowed to thank him: "then I have no regrets."

Ning has received this gift for a long time.

At the beginning, the immortal stood aside for no reason.

Across Dahe Town.

Simang said involuntarily, "I didn't expect that they were all alive."

Ning Changjiu asked, "who are they?"

Simang looked back and said: "those ancient gods and immortals who lived long ago have lived longer than me. They have been reincarnated for many times, and their appearance has changed. I can't see them clearly. I can only feel some breath."

Ning long recalled many old people in Dahe Town.

Many of them are still guilty.

But if there is a dark day coming, they will be sentenced to death no matter how old, good or evil. Therefore, from the perspective of heaven and earth, they are always in the same way.

The time of parting finally came.

The stele Pavilion is behind them. They go down the mountain.

There is no need to go back to Kunlun.

The sea of clouds has its own boat.

The swagger on the boat is a headless white bone.

Ning long and Si Ming went to the bone boat.

In the sea of clouds, the white bone boat floats far away.

The headless fisherman sang from his bones.

"The immortal cut off my head, and I didn't know the way. He cut off his arms, cut off his feet, and then brewed blood into strong wine. Once he invited Biluo, he poured into the earth, and the whole world drank the bitter life together..."

The song is long and familiar.

In the twinkling of an eye, the moon sea changed the world.

I don't know when the white bone boat disappeared. They used their spiritual power to fall from the sky and touch the ground. When they looked back, they could only see the vast sea of clouds and the moon at the midnight.

There are more than two people watching the moon together.

……

……

Three days ago, the sword Pavilion.

Ke Wenzhou is on his knee.

The sword traveled thousands of miles and flew back, which added more holes than when he left the pass.

Ke Wenzhou's thin and old hand caressed the sword slowly.

He looked up at the moon. His rock like heart wavered slightly, and then became stronger.

He has long withered hair, a broken sword on his back, and a brand-new robe on his body, which is also like a broken cotton quilt for the poor in winter. Indescribable decay.

At the head of the 72 cave, the door of the sword Pavilion opens, and the sword sage walks into the moonlight.

His body is as strong as a sword.

The eldest martial sister of the sword Pavilion is kneeling outside the cave. Although she is more and more injured, her face is still pale, and her iron sword is hanging down.

"Zhenyue, you have done a good job. Don't blame yourself." Ke Wenzhou's words are gentle.

The name of the elder sister is Zhou Zhenyue.

She was always kneeling on the ground, solemn and meticulous.

"I didn't catch Nu Wa's sword, and I didn't win the girl named Si. It's really beneath the dignity of the eldest martial sister. Later, my heart wavered, and I felt even more miserable. Today, I begin to realize how weak I am in cultivating my mind." Wearing white clothes, Zhou Zhenyue looked lonely.

"A sword..." Ke Wenzhou was surprised to hear the answer. The strength of the empress Nuwa exceeded his estimate.

"Get up first." Ke Wenzhou's voice is old: "before the battle of ten thousand demon city, it was just a small trial. The real war has not started yet. When the time comes, there will be opportunities for you to sharpen your sword. You don't need to kill your sword for these little things."

After a silence, Zhou Zhenyue got up slowly and saluted the sword sage.

Ke asked the boat, "all the disciples below are not long at the beginning of their studies. Don't fall behind in sword training. Although heaven's destiny will come down at that time and it will be like pouring water into the sky, if they don't become weapons, I'm afraid they won't be able to catch the chance."

Zhou Zhenyue said, "I know. When younger martial sister junzhuo comes back, I'll discuss with her about teaching."

"Well." Ke Wenzhou nodded slowly and said, "before that, there is one more thing to do."

"What?" Asked Zhou Zhenyue.

Ke asked the boat, "on the way from Wanyao city to gulingzong, the boy and the girl will return. You and the three younger martial sisters and younger martial brothers will go to kill. The place of the killing has been marked on the Canyu map. Go ahead."

Zhou Zhenyue slightly pale lips gently pursed.

"Why do you have to kill them? What's the difference between Jiange and them? Because they broke the rules of heaven? " Zhou Zhenyue asked the doubts in her heart.

Ke asked the boat, "what we are holding is not the sword, but the way of heaven and order here. If we don't want to revive the Holocaust, we have to kill those who were born in response to it."

Still confused, Zhou Zhenyue asked, "are we really doing the right thing?"

Ke asked the boat, "what did Nu Wa say to you?"

Zhou Zhenyue closed her lips.

Ke asked the boat, "if you can't judge, you can judge the sword in your hand. The meaning of the sword comes from your heart. It's as strict as the rules. It's as fast as Changfeng. If you are correct in what you have done, the sword will be correct. It won't cheat you. Why do you doubt it?"

Zhou Zhenyue hears Yan and looks at the sword in her hand. She can't help but think of the description of the young man by Liu junzhuo, the second younger martial sister. The young man's name is Zhang Jiu. He learns a lot about swordsmanship. He is good at using intrigues and tricks. He has bad conduct. He even has a bad skill in carrying swords. Well, if he has such a disciple, what kind of sect would he be?

It's just a bunch of leftovers from the old Dynasty.

Her wavering mind was immediately straightened out.

"I will remember my teacher's orders." She said.

Ke Wenzhou walked out of the cave slowly with his sword on his back. His last words stirred in Zhou Zhenyue's heart

"There has been a saint for five hundred years in the world, and now this saint is in me. When the remaining evils are gone, the sword Pavilion will be renamed as the saint Pavilion, which is the same as the heaven." In the morning, Liu junzhuo returned to the sword Pavilion. It took her a whole month to go, but it only took her 20 days to come back. The long stagnant state of Tao miraculously improved. It was Liu Xiwan who came to meet her. Wrapped in a cape and with short hair, Liu Xiwan waved to her from afar. When Liu junzhuo saw her, he felt a little better“ Elder martial sister, have you seen Zhang long? What is his state of mind now? " Liu Xiwan asked quickly. "..." Liu junzhuo's smiling face suddenly darkened. Liu junzhuo said coldly, "I haven't seen my elder martial sister for two months. You don't ask about her recent situation, but you only care about the wild men from other families? Besides, I also know that the boy's name is Ning Chang Chang instead of Zhang Jiu. If you dare to cheat elder martial sister with outsiders again, don't blame me for beating you! " Liu Xiwan knew that she had made a mistake. She covered her lips with her hands and apologized. She went to beat the world on her shoulders and knead her back. She asked with concern, "how is the elder martial sister? The leader of the ancient lingzong must have only a false name... "Simang is not in the Zong." Liu junzhuo responded coldly“ Oh... Isn't that better? No one in the world can stand in the way of the second elder martial sister. It's just an ancient lingzong. It's not a problem that a sword should be wiped out... Ah, elder martial sister, what about your crown and sword? Is it hidden? " Liu Xiwan looks around her elder martial sister. "..." Liu junzhuo stops slightly and closes his eyes. Liu Xiwan felt the killing from the sky. She immediately withdrew her hand and stepped back two steps. She looked at her elder martial sister in surprise and said, "elder martial sister, you won't...". Liu junzhuo was about to get angry when he saw the shadow of his sword lying empty like water“ Lost again? " The question was cold. It's the elder martial sister Zhou Zhenyue. Zhuo Li, Liu Jun, immediately calms down her anger. Zhou Zhenyue looked at her shoulders and asked, "how did you lose?" Liu junzhuo was shy and said in a very low voice: "I married Lu, the woman who defeated seven younger martial brothers. She gambled on three swords in the same area. If I couldn't win the three swords, I would abandon the crown and leave with the sword." Liu Xiwan was surprised. She covered her small face and covered up her favorite look. Zhou Zhenyue looks slightly different, coldly asked: "your third sword failed to win?" Liu junzhuo closed her eyes and felt ashamed: "junzhuo's third sword... Lost."（ Thank you for reading_ Outside the heart of the sword and the boat, the helmsman of Qinglian!! Thank you for not slapping in the face! Thank you for your support