Beyond the Divine States

The fire floats on the water and turns into a duckweed, the wind condenses in the sky and turns into a cloud.

Liu Xiwan stood in the cave, looking at the chaotic visions around him, and clearly felt the anger of the eldest martial sister.

The eldest martial sister Zhou Zhenyue is the strength of the sword Pavilion "because he is with the fourth commander in the world." Zhou Zhenyue said.

"Well, Xiwan, she..." Liu junzhuo's heart tightened.

Zhou Zhenyue said: "don't let the younger martial sister know about it unless you feel compelled. This interception must be clean and tidy. The Taoist temple in heaven has been restrained by Bai Zang and there is no one to help. There is no better chance than this."

Liu Jun stands in front of her and doesn't know how to respond.

Although she and Ning are not familiar for a long time, they always feel that he is not a bad person.

Looking at her cheek, Zhou Zhenyue knew that her younger martial sister was still weak in cultivating her mind. She said, "if you have doubts, you can go to the master to have a look at the images preserved five hundred years ago. The sea of blood, the mountain of corpses, the extinction of life, and chaos... We were born in the sword pavilion to prevent these things from happening again."

Liu junzhuo closed her eyes and thought of the bloody pictures carved into the heart of the sword when she first learned to use it. She looked firm.

"I see, elder martial sister." She said.

Zhou Zhenyue pulls a chair. Liu junzhuo smoothes the skirt and sits on the chair slowly.

The third and fourth younger martial brothers came a moment later.

They are far less powerful than the second elder martial sister, but they are also the overhaul walkers of the five middle realms and the five initial realms, and they are the real immortals in the eyes of ordinary people.

The four most outstanding disciples of the sword Pavilion, headed by Zhou Zhenyue, began to make plans for the attack.

"Tianhu mountain, wangonghe, ruins of the skeleton pagoda and Guyun city... These are the four points selected by master for us. They are the only way for Ning Changchang and simang. The informers of the sword pavilion have already dispersed. When they leave Wanyao City, their whereabouts will be clear."

"If they don't take the shortest way, but choose to take a detour?"

"They can't go far." Master elder sister way: "ten thousand demon city to Gu lingzong, to the East is the sea of the underworld, can't walk, to the west is close to the sword Pavilion, is from seek death road."

As she said this, she pointed her finger on the map and said, "in order to make sure that there is no risk, we should not divide our forces. We should ambush them directly from Tianhu mountain, chase them and fight them. We should try to stop them in front of the ten thousand prisoner gully. In addition, there are also several suzerain masters in Guyun city. If they are lucky enough to pass through the ruins of the skeleton tower, the flying sword tower in Guyun city will move. "

There is no difference between the Third Elder martial brother and the fourth elder martial brother.

Although this ancient lingzong leader simang is mysterious, tianbang only gives her the fourth highest evaluation in the world. The eldest martial sister can kill her alone. It's more like letting them die with dignity.

There is no one in the world who can't be killed by the four disciples of the sword pavilion?

However, Liu junzhuo asked: "since the thief is so important, why doesn't the master do it directly and make sure everything is safe?"

Zhou Zhenyue replied, "we've been practicing sword for a hundred years, and after we've become successful, the chance of making sword will be less and less... There's no better sharpening stone in the world for them."

Liu junzhuo nodded gently.

But she lost two times in a row, inexplicably a little flustered... Why do you always feel that you are the grindstone of them.

Of course, she made a big mistake. She didn't dare to say anything about this humiliating words.

That's the plan.

For the first time in history, the four disciples went out of the sword Pavilion together to mount Tianhu.

Tianhu mountain is the place where Ning Changjiu and simang rafted bamboo for a boat and the torrent moved forward.

They will arrive here in five days.

……

Wanyao city.

The ancient city is still in a mess. Looking around, the valley destroyed by the war still collapses and overstocks in the quicksand River, which is washed by the current again and again. The trees in the forest fall down in a large area, full of the traces of the fire spreading.

In the middle of the night, Ning Changjiu and Siming walked quietly through the ancient city. The peaks were silent, and no one stopped them.

They walked side by side and an hour later came to the foot of Qijue cliff.

Ning Changjiu stood in the east of Liusha River, looking at the torrent of water here, said: "I was here to hold you. I didn't expect that we were washed so far away by the current. It's really lucky that we didn't die... Er."

Ning long body suddenly shock.

A pair of hands from behind him ring, hugged him, and then the soft touch on his back, let him immediately like falling cotton wadding.

Siming hugged him and said, "now we're even."

Ning long grasp her hand, way: "this want to repay kindness?"

Simang asked: "is it difficult to make a promise?"

"No?" Ning long asked.

Siming broke away his hand and said with a smile, "then you come after me. If you do, you can do whatever you want."

Said, her figure a flash, disappeared in situ, into a black shadow, into the night sky.

Ning long indifferent smile, he stood in the quicksand River shadow soon turned into a virtual light.

In the sky of Wanyao City, two meteors, one dark and one bright, cut through the sky, crossed the city gate and chased southward.

Although the realm of Ning long can not be generally discussed, it is only the beginning of the five realms. Compared with simang, who has now reached the peak of the five realms, there is a big gap.

They chased for a whole night, and the sight of simang's robe moved provocatively from far to near beside him, sometimes giving off heartbreaking laughter.

Ning long for her provocation is difficult to swallow gas, but even if he tried his best or repeatedly failed. Without the slave pattern, the subtlety of Taoism is not enough to make up for the gap in the pure realm.

Near dawn.

They chased up to a large lake.

Ning long figure suddenly a stagnation, he seems to old injury recurrence, cover his heart, scream, body toward the lake.

Simang was slightly surprised. He immediately stopped and plundered in the direction of Ning Chang's fall.

Ning long riding near, the figure again flow light, quickly rushed up.

He threw himself in the air.

"I know you're pretending again." Siming stopped behind him, smiling. She was on guard.

Rather long sigh to admit defeat.

After driving in the middle of the night, both of them were tired and fell on the lake. Simang walked slowly with bare feet. Her delicate toes made countless ripples, and the water reflected her reflection.

Ning has been with her for a long time. It seems that there is a clear boundary between black clothes and black robes, and that they should always be integrated like Yin and Yang.

"Why do you look worried?" Siming looked at his face and asked.

Ning long visual front, said: "the road back will not be peaceful, we must not be too careless."

"The sword Pavilion..." simang said coldly: "this time I got the gift of the master, my Taoist realm is not what it used to be. The elder martial sister of the sword Pavilion can't get into my eyes. Unless the sword sage comes, or the sword Pavilion comes out, they can't stop me at all."

"We have gone through life and death. We should be more careful and cherish it." Ning Changchang said slowly: "the sword sage is not a fool if he can become a vassal of the way of heaven. We must make a good plan for him to make the sword himself."

"Well." Si Ming nodded: "don't worry, this time, I will protect you."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "how do I sound like a soft eater?"

Simang said with a faint smile: "how? It's hard for you, isn't it? From Zhao Xiang'er to Lu's wife to me, isn't it a poor family

"How dare you be such a husband? It's a shame. " Ning scolded for a long time with a smile, and his figure swept away in a flash.

Siming also rose lightly, his robes unfolded, and walked close to the surface of the lake.

Streamer flies across the lake, leaving only a series of women's laughter.

Behind him, the sun rose.

When Ning Changjiu came to Siming again, he was in a stream in the forest. Siming swayed his white legs, washed the water, turned over and looked at him with a smile.

"Why is it so slow? So I want to be my husband? " Siming put his hands on the stone and asked with a smile.

Ning long did not expect that his first exhaustion after entering the five paths was not to fight with the enemy, but to chase each other with his own snow porcelain.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead, and sat down in Siming's tiredness. He said leisurely, "no matter how fast or slow, I'm afraid snow china girl will not be happy in the future."

Si Ming was not sure, so she looked at the clear stream, feeling better, and said, "by the way, after we go back, what if we get married and get angry?"

Ning long silence for a moment, not sure: "married should not be, she sent us away, it seems to have expected."

Simang couldn't help laughing and said, "she doesn't have any confidence in us?"

Rather long helpless way: "we do not live up to the marriage of distrust."

Siming asked, "where's Zhao xianger? That girl is covered with thorns, but she is very fierce. "

Ning Changjiu confidently said, "Xiang'er doesn't dare to say anything."

"Why?" Asked simang.

Ning long thought of Xihe, a little bird in his dream, and said, "because xianger has been my wife since ancient times."

"Si Ming Yi asked," what else did you have in your previous life

What kind of entanglement? "

Ning long pondered: "yes."

Simang was curious and couldn't help asking, "what about the master?"

Ning Long Wei Zheng, way: "what master?"

Simang said, "the relationship between your previous life and your master."

Ning Changchang guessed that the master was Nu Wa, but as soon as Siming asked, he could not help but see a white figure in the sea. At the parting moment between himself and Xihe, the figure seemed to be looking at himself through the door.

But the memory is illusory. Ning seems to have fallen into the "inconspicuous" situation for a long time, unable to recall the identity of that person.

"I don't know." Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "master is our Savior. It's not good to talk about her behind her back."

Si Ming stepped on the stream stone and got up, waded slowly, nodded and said, "after all, I'll be in the same way."

Ning long with her side, suddenly said: "I have a plan, can let married and xianger have nothing to say."

Simang thought that he had a good idea, and asked, "Mr. Ning, tell me about it?"

Ning long seriously said, "why don't we cook the raw rice?"

"Good idea." Simang picked up his lips and laughed, blinked his eyes, and said: "the goddess is flawless, can you touch it?"

I've been catching up with him for a long time.

After another fight, they set off again.

Even across the Great Lakes and mountains, the waves are still and the wind is calm. There are some twists and turns on the way back home.

As they chatted, they walked together with swords. When the dusk came, they just stopped outside an old city.

"Do you want to rest?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"No need." Siming replied, "if you go back as soon as possible, you won't have too many twists and turns."

He agreed.

He added: "it's just the way back. I'm afraid it's hard to go."

Siming asked, "are you afraid of the sword pavilion?"

Ning long nodded.

"Why don't we go around a little bit?" Simang suggested: "the end of the nether world is still a hundred days away. Even if we go around the whole Middle Earth, it must be in time."

Ning Changchang shook his head gently and said, "no matter how far we go, we will always go back to the ancient lingzong. If they don't want to be shameful, they can even go to the gate of the ancient lingzong to guard us. I'm afraid that they will be involved in the marriage and Xiaoling."

"Well." "Then how do we choose next?" asked simang

Ning Changjiu said: "first of all, we have to guess the location of their ambush. We can't be caught off guard."

Siming looked at the night, puzzled and said, "how can we judge where they are going? You can't go all the way? "

Ning Changchang said: "in fact, this is not difficult to judge."

"Why?" Siming is more curious.

"Because of the conceit of the sword Pavilion." Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "you didn't have humanity in the past, so you still don't know people well enough. There is almost arrogant pride in sword repair in the world. They believe in killing people with flying swords. They also believe in the peerless battle like the lonely mountain and the vast sea and the top of the imperial city. The sword Pavilion is the most proud group. If they want to set up an ambush, it doesn't matter whether the place is good or bad. What matters is whether the reputation and allusions here are worthy of their swords. "

Ning long said a long paragraph, Siming only remember the preceding sentence, she angrily retorted: "you have no humanity!"

"Ning long was speechless.

Si Ming snorted coldly. He took it in both hands and said, "do you really like the reputation of Jian Xiu in the world?"

Don't you also... Rather long dare to think dare not speak, silently nod.

Siming then asked, "you don't know China. How do you know which places are famous and historic sites?"

"It's easier." Ning Changjiu confidently said: "generally speaking, the place names that are loud and beautiful are all places of interest. Those that sound perfunctory are insignificant at first sight."

Siming's eyebrows were frowning, and her immortal dimple was slightly relieved. She shook her lips and doubted, and said, "your statement sounds very perfunctory."

"Where are you perfunctory?" Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "for example, snow porcelain, such a name, is a peerless beauty."

"Simang had no way to refute. She always thought it was a kind of moral kidnapping. She said coldly," I think you'd better not mend your sword. It's better to be the alchemist. "

Two people fight mouth, together came to the city, bought a map, a number of suspected places of interest.

"Tianhu mountain... The valley of ten thousand prisoners... The ruins of the pagoda... The Lonely Cloud City..."

"Really? I always feel unreliable... "

“……”

……

Baiyin snow palace.

Baizang sits on the Throne made of silver, her petite body is buried in it, and her dress is covered with silver.

Under the throne, the silver God stood with her head down. She covered her chest and coughed gently. Her voice was not harmonious in the hall.

On that day, outside the city of ten thousand demons, the emperor took the lead, but the divine officer was stopped by Nu Wa. She hunted her with her two disciples. She was not afraid, but she didn't expect that the two disciples seemed to hide their strength and combined with Nu Wa to beat herself seriously.

This is also a shame for baizang.

"I knead the spirits of the five emperors into one..." Bai Zang found that he always underestimated the woman.

But in the overall situation, at most, it can only be called careful thinking, and it will not affect anything.

Kunlun open, the moon is now

Although there is no statement in the book of war, it is time to start the divine war of eradicating the remaining evils.

It was destined to be an unusual year.

She got the God's heart of tianzang, and it was a very good start.

There is still a month to go, and my year of God is about to pass

In this month, let me uncover these amazing secrets. The gods of the next 12 years have been eating their leftovers. She raised her hand, pointed out a letter and fell into the arms of the divine officer. The divine officer retreated with the letter. A moment later, a little girl with a big braid walked up the hall. This is Qiu Yue. She was wearing a silver robe at the moment, which was against her small body. Baizang conveyed her thoughts to her through thinking. Qiu Yue's face was full of surprise“ Can you do it? " Bai Zang asked. Qiu Yue immediately nodded. She knelt down and kowtowed piously, saying: "Lord, don't worry, Qiu Yue will live up to the master's trust!" Bai Zang said, "after this, I can officially appoint you as a divine envoy, as the successor of the next divine officer."“ Thank you, master After Qiu Yue was elated, she said, "I have another request." Baizang can see through her mind, but she still let herself say it. Qiu Yue said: "when the Lord of God has completely controlled them, can I have a long-term marriage with Lu? Qiu Yue... Wants to kill them himself. " White promise. Qiu Yue laughs happily. She has climbed the highest branch in the world. She has no fear, and she only draws their death time silently in her heart. For her, there is nothing more pleasant in this world than killing her father and mother（ Thanks to the helmsman of Qinglian's reward outside the heart of the sword! Thank you for your continuous support ~)