Beyond the Divine States

Lu's lips were covered. In a slight absence, Siming came to the window with a teacup. The light comes from there.

Lu Jiajia is still digesting her previous words, such as the arrival of the heavenly dog swallowing the moon, the master's plan, or the other gods and the obscure secret masters... The game between the parties is still the undercurrent surging under the water, which she can't fully understand.

"Any questions?" Asked simang.

"A lot." Lu's mind was a little confused. She stared at the teacup for a while and said, "what does it mean to break when you break?"

Siming explained: "for example, you and Ning Changchang have no obvious ties in your previous life. You know each other and love each other in Nanzhou. This tie can't be cut off. But on the day of the completion of Jinwu Kingdom, Ning long can take advantage of the situation, connect you to the kingdom of God, grant you the throne, and cut off the cause and effect from the root. But you can't connect all of them to the kingdom of God, can you? Whether they want to or not, ordinary people can't bear the glory of the kingdom of God. "

Lu Jia understood a little, but immediately shook his head: "but the fate is complicated, how can it be really cut off?"

"You don't have to cut it completely, just reduce the fetters as much as possible. The less fetters, the purer the divine body will be." Siming said, looking at the sun involuntarily.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Jia's thought jumped to another place and asked, "since the Dark Lord is related to the stars, can he directly destroy them?"

Siming smiles. She looks at the sky and says, "we can't leave this heaven and earth."

Lu said: "can't the master leave? No, it's on the moon, isn't it

Siming sighed: "not observable, like the kingdom of God, is also a projection of the power of the stars. It is a simulated moon, not a real one. I'm afraid the master is the only one who can reach the real moon, but it takes a lot of effort to destroy a star, and the master doesn't have the power to "collapse"... What's more, when the star is destroyed, it's only the kingdom of God, not the Lord of God. If the Lord of God falls out of the kingdom of God, his power will be greatly reduced, but he is definitely not weaker than the enemy of the sword saint. "

"So..." Lu Jia sighed, thinking that their real enemy was the Dark Lord. Even if they eliminated all the gods, it had no effect on the outcome.

Siming walked back slowly from the window, knelt down, poured tea, and his long hair turned into sad white.

Lu Jia said in a low voice: "if a monk only builds a high but not a low, maybe he is the happiest."

Siming nodded and said, "the world is fragmented. Even if we are both monks, we can see different joy and fear. Five hundred years ago, the monks who stood at the top were willing to follow the saints. Most of them were afraid of death for the sake of real freedom. Those talented young people were willing to follow. Many of them were willing to get the help of the top monks and go to a higher place. They may not really be willing to go through life and death. Most of them choose to stay away from the battlefield. Not many people are really willing to die for the common people in the world... "

After a month together with the master, Siming's mood also changed a lot. She said quietly, "from time to time, heaven and earth all share the same strength, but it's just the illusion of interest. After the sage died, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered..."

Lu Qijia's head was lighter and said, "because in the eyes of ordinary monks, the coming of black sun is very far away. Most of them can choose to spend their lives in peace. There is no immediate oppression, and the unity created is only hypocritical, right?"

"Well." But the dark sun will come, and all souls will be killed. Now that we have chosen to stand on the side of the master at this moment, we are doomed to embark on the road opposite to most of the monks. This road is not only lonely, but also may be regarded as a real evil and despised by others. You should be prepared. "

Lu Jiajia looks at simang's frosty and snowy face. Her icy eyes are no longer pure cold, but more like a lake with frost.

"Sister xueci, you are so serious all of a sudden. I'm not used to it." Lu said with a smile.

Siming frowned, "do you mean I used to be very unorthodox?"

Lu said innocently, "you said it yourself."

"Don't beat me."

Siming is trying to fight. Lu Jiajia sits dignified and looks at her with a smile. Siming purses his lips and thinks of nuwen. He hovers in the air for a while. After a while, he angrily stops, pours a cup of tea for Lu Jiajia and hands it up with a smile.

They sneered at each other for a while, which turned the previous slightly dignified atmosphere away.

"What will Xiaoling do after I leave?" Lu asked again.

Simang said: "don't worry, I'll try to take care of Xiaoling. Now Xiaoling has been inherited by Mingjun, and his foundation is not stable. It's a good thing if he can close the kingdom of God and recuperate."

Lu Jia understood the plan of simang.

Lu Jiajia nodded seriously, but he was still not sure whether four months would be enough.

"All right." Siming got up again and said, "it shouldn't be too late. Make preparations today and leave for Nanzhou tomorrow."

"Leave tonight." Lu did not dare to delay.

"Well. Just be careful on the way... "Simang said," especially the disciples of the sword Pavilion. "

"Sword Pavilion disciple..." Lu Jia nodded gently. According to simang, they are likely to be scattered all over the Middle Earth now, waiting for the return of the swordsman.

"Zhou Zhenyue, the eldest disciple of the sword Pavilion, is very seriously injured. It's hard to recover in a short time. The third and fourth are not very successful. Don't worry too much. You should be careful of Liu junzhuo."

Lu and Liu junzhuo are acquaintances.

If she could, she would not be against the second gentleman of the sword Pavilion.

After hesitating for a while, Lu's eyes became firm again: "I understand. If we meet, I will never be lucky."

Siming said with a happy smile, "I want you to bring something. Don't forget it."

Lu Jia touched her lips subconsciously, and she said with a smile: "well, definitely."

"And don't try to be selfish."

"Ah, I see..."

“……”

The two chatted for a while.

During this period of time, he emerged with a lot of doubts. Baizang's real body was arrested, and the kingdom of God changed its ownership. All parties had a great fight. The battle between the divine officer and his few disciples in the world also turned many high mountains into plains, chiseled the wasteland into valleys, and poured countless unusual heavy rains over the river and into the sea.

But for the common people in the world, it seems that the heaven pities the suffering. The protection of baizang year has clearly passed, but the day of evil has not come. This year's moon seems to have disappeared out of thin air. The four fields are quiet and peaceful.

Towards evening, the setting sun fainted in silence, and the horizon was dyed by red light.

The three thousand worlds of the West are hidden there.

……

Standing on the Qionglou tower, Zhao xianger looks at the cranes and sparrows in the cloud slurry. His red skirt is winding, and his body is straight and graceful. His appearance is more and more similar to that of the Jinwu kingdom.

Zhao xianger has never left the western world for 3000 years since he saved Ning from the sword sage in Guyun city.

She is like a canary, trapped in the cage of three thousand worlds, easy is difficult to get out.

Zhao xianger can clearly perceive that after jiuyu left her body, although she lost the power of the "world", she became more and more aware of herself.

In the self perception, Zhao xianger awakened many other abilities.

That helps her avoid everything

The power to attack is the product of self exploration.

The other, equally important, is control of the three thousand world.

A year ago, she was picked up here by the maid of rosefinch, more like a guest staying in a fairy inn.

But now, she can truly feel that she is the master of the three thousand world, and even... The three thousand world is one of her nihilistic organs, which she can control at will like a finger.

At the beginning, she was able to reach Guyun city in half a day, relying on such immortal means. It's just this kind of ability that she can exert once in a long time.

In the past, she always thought that the three thousand world was created by rosefinch, but now, she is more and more suspicious that this is her own thing... After all, Xihe was so boring that it was possible to do anything strange.

Thinking of Xihe, Zhao xianger is a little angry. Unfortunately, time will never come back. If she can go against the current, she will be the first to beat herself until she becomes a qualified sun goddess.

Zhao xianger looked out of the distance from the fence for a long time to sort out what happened today.

She roughly guessed the master's plan, and the fate of baizang also surprised her. If she didn't expect it, Qiu Yue, the damned Luoshu spirit, would be sitting in baizang's kingdom to ensure its safe operation.

Although she could not see the scene in the kingdom of baizang, she could roughly guess it.

As the year of baizang passed, not only did baizang not come back, but the projection on the throne disappeared, and the kingdom of God was in danger. At the same time, the divine officer Tianjun came back one after another and followed the vision to the hall. Qiu Yue looked at the empty hall, and her greed finally aroused her courage. She stood in the hall and sat on the throne with tianzang's heart shaking.

After suffering, she became the new head of the white Tibetan nation.

She may have made a great wish to kill Ning Changjiu's wife in twelve years. At the beginning, Ning had destroyed her plan in the core of Luoshu for a long time, and Qiu Yue still hates it.

When Zhao xianger was thinking about something, the red light gradually came from behind.

It's sunset.

The west is closest to the setting sun, and three thousand worlds are bathed in the desolate sunset.

Zhao xianger looked at the magnificent mountains, sea and land, and finally turned his eyes to the south.

"If you haven't made up your destiny, this must be the end." Zhao xianger seemed to have figured out something and suddenly began to smile: "coming..."

She said so, knowing that he would come.

……

Like Zhao xianger, there are many other people who look to the south.

Liu Xiwan is standing on the building ship in the sea of no luck. When she looks south, the setting sun rises on her right hand.

It's about to fall, but it's still shining. The girl seems to be angry. She opened her eyes and let the sunlight Pierce in, reflecting thousands of sword light in the eyes.

Liu Xiwan is still cutting his messy short hair.

In the sultry summer, she no longer wears a cloak, but a tight black dress. This dress is eye-catching, but she has a cool temperament, and no one dares to approach her. Those noble men who want to make up with each other are also shocked by her sword spirit.

Before the sunset, Liu Xiwan walked down the steps and entered a remote room.

Zhou Zhenyue's cough rang in the room.

When Liu Xiwan came into the room, Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyes and said, "it's better not to go out in the future. Our trip is secret and not easy to show off."

Liu Xiwan answered, took off the sword from the wall, pulled out an inch, and looked at it repeatedly for a while.

Liu junzhuo walks out from behind the curtain. She changes her black and white sword dress and turns to a simple green dress. She has a beautiful face and a long body. Her simple green dress makes her look like a woman's crown in the clouds.

"Elder martial sister." Liu Xiwan saluted.

She is much closer to the second elder martial sister than the first.

Liu junzhuo said with a slight apology: "Xiwan, you have been in the sword Pavilion for less than a year, and you have not enjoyed much of the glory of the sword Pavilion. You have suffered everywhere with me. Elder martial sister... I'm very sorry."

"Don't say that, elder martial sister." Liu Xiwan laughed and said, "my elder martial sister saved my life. Besides, my life is a hundred times better than what I used to live."

"A hundred times?" Liu junzhuo was a little surprised.

She knew that Liu Xiwan had followed Ning for a long time.

Thinking about the boy in white, Liu junzhuo asked, "do you mean Ning used to abuse you so much?"

"Er..." Liu Xiwan was stunned. She found that her elder martial sister was frowning and looking at her figure in black. She obviously wanted to be crooked. She quickly corrected: "what's the matter? He... How dare he abuse me? I'm still the yellow flower girl. "

Liu Xiwan felt that the more he said, the more strange he was. He corrected again: "anyway, elder martial sister, don't think much about it!"

Liu junzhuo was even more puzzled: "what do you mean by 100 times?"

Liu Xiwan forcibly explained: "it's boring... I used to live a very boring life. Following my elder martial sister, I was, um... A lot of soul stirring!"

"Oh." Liu junzhuo thinks, "is Ning Changchang a boring person?"

"Well... Yeah." Liu Xiwan wants to put off the past.

Liu junzhuo then asked, "can you do it if you want to draw a sword against him one day?"

"You've asked several times..." Liu Xiwan turned her back, looked at the sword on the wall, scratched her hair, and seemed to be looking for one. She said sincerely: "of course, I can do it. I respect and love elder martial sister. I'll choose what elder martial sister chooses..."

"Good."

When Liu junzhuo looks at Liu Xiwan and cuts her short hair, she knows that she is lying.

This is what she often does when she lies.

Liu junzhuo did not ask.

It seems that the killing of Tianhu peak was still yesterday. Ning Changjiu's arrow, Siming's sword, and the smoke rising from the ruins of her bones make her heart palpitating.

A year ago, she was a very proud woman. She was full of absolute confidence in the identity of the second disciple of the sword Pavilion and the sword in her hand.

It's just that all of this has changed quietly since the travel calendar.

About tianbang, Liu Xiwan has mentioned it many times, and every time he mentioned it, he blamed himself. Liu junzhuo doesn't blame her, because everything after that is his own fault

She lost her sword and crown in gambling with Lu. She nearly lost her dignity and life in the interception of Tianhu peak.

In the world, there are few successful swords. Is this the test of the road?

Liu junzhuo often asks himself.

In the continuous failure, although she was frustrated a lot, she did not lose her pride.

In the room inside the building, Liu junzhuo thinks quietly. Zhou Zhenyue's cough rings from time to time. Liu Xiwan also picks up his sword and meditates. In the room, she was the only one left to look at the red window paper, and her eyes looked confused.

The paper on the window faded, and the darkness, like another light, soon filled the room.

In the lake of Liu junzhuo's heart, suddenly there is a light feeling of falling willow leaves. She gathered her mind and grasped the lightness.

She suddenly realized that all the things she had lost before were just external things, but their loss brought more precious treasures... She found that her bottleneck, which had been stagnated for a hundred years, suddenly loosened. Behind the bottleneck, a ray of light came in, which made her feel dazzling.

Yes, what she lost was only foreign things. As long as she was still there was the possibility of subverting the gambling game one day!

If you lose ten taels of silver, you can bet twenty taels, if you lose twenty taels, you can bet forty taels... As long as you can win the next game, all previous failures will be overthrown.

Liu junzhuo fell into the fixed thinking of gamblers, but his mind was burning.

The next morning, the boat pulled in.

Before dawn, the three sisters came out of the building one after another. They made a simple appearance, dressed like ordinary female swordsmen, and did not attract much attention.

"Where are we going? Do you have any specific instructions from master? " Asked Liu Xiwan.

Zhou Zhenyue shook her head and said, "in the secret order left by master at first, it only said that it was the south."

"South..." Liu Xiwan thought about it and said, "I'm quite familiar there. It's my hometown."

When Liu Xiwan thought about the sword Tianzong, he seemed to see something when he thought about it. Suddenly, Liu Xiwan looked up to the front.

In the starry sky, a meteor passed by.

That's sword light.

Although it was far away, the wind brought the sword meaning, and Liu Xiwan found a sense of familiarity in the sword meaning.

Lu Jiajia?!

Liu Xiwan was shocked.

Was it Lu's wife who used to control the sword and cross the sea?

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

She was standing there, but she heard Zhou Zhenyue say, "second sister, what are you doing in a daze?"

"Ah..."

Liu junzhuo is also looking at the direction of the sword light.

The sword light is diluted by the morning light coming from behind, and has dissipated.

She came back.

She also recognized the sword light.

That's Lu's sword.

She guessed something, lowered her eyelids, did not exchange eyes with Liu Xiwan, and did not say anything superfluous, but calmly walked down and stepped on the land of Nanzhou.

The gambler's idea of last night had not gone away in her heart. At this moment, she went ashore, and the sun rose on her left side, shining all over the world.

She had a sense of destiny.

If Nanzhou was the last bet, she would be on it now.

……

……

In this day and night, different people have different thoughts. Some people have strengthened their faith, others have made great wishes. For Shao Xiaoli, this is an ordinary day.

Day and night alternate, rather long still sleeping.

She also lay down beside him, quietly. She didn't wear the clothes of Lu Jiajia any more. After wearing them for a long time, she always felt that it was a kind of blow.

She stooped and lay on her side, perhaps because of her thin clothes. Her figure was surprisingly tall, and the simple wooden hall was also illuminated by her face.

The wind rings softly and comes in finely.

It was Shao Xiaoli's wind chime. She thought that if the boss woke up and could hear the sound of the bell, she would be happy, right?

Along with the wind ring, there is a noisy sound outside.

Something seems to have happened in the stockade.

Shao Xiaoli immediately gets up, sets up a Dharma array all over Ning Changchang, makes up a little, and goes out.

There are many people outside the stockade.

"Who are you? How dare you disrespect our God of light? "

"The God of light has magic power, but I don't want you to worry about it. I advise you to be more knowledgeable!"

Everyone yelled and glared.

"Well... How did the God of light get caught? Are the people outside so powerful? " Someone whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense, the God of light is so powerful... It must have led us to go out and spent too much mana before we were caught by mistake."

"Yes, too."

“……”

Shao Xiaoli came over.

Everyone whispered "here comes your majesty" and it was quite quiet.

Shao Xiaoli came to the newly built stockade and saw a valiant woman in red. The woman in red was well dressed and had a scabbard on her back. The scabbard was empty and the sword was in her hand. On it hung a chubby one legged red bird.

It's Mr. Xueyu.

When xueyujun was just captured, he was going to be killed, but he knew Lu Jiajia and Ning Changjiu one by one, and helped him save his life.

But it's impossible to rely on empty mouth to release birds, so under the excuse of xueyujun, the woman in red came here with it.

In order to maintain his image, xueyujun didn't beg for mercy all the time. He was silent and seemed neither humble nor overbearing.

"I didn't expect that there was a house here. Didn't Nanzhou have a seal? When was it released? Where are you from? "

The woman in red looked at the scene in front of her and was very surprised.

Xueyujun whispered: "you see... I didn't cheat you. Ning Changchang and Lu Jiajia are old acquaintances of mine... We used to compete with each other in martial arts. "

Shao Xiaoli came outside the stockade. When Hong Yi meets Hong Yi, the woman with the sword on her back is a little bit out of the limelight. She is so surprised at the girl's appearance that she doesn't ask for a word. Shao Xiaoli took the lead in saying: "my name is Shao Xiaoli. I live here with my people. This chicken is really raised by us. I don't know how to offend you." The woman in red looked back and said, "my name is Xue xunxue. I'm one of the leaders of the four peaks of jiantianzong." Shao Xiaoli felt at ease when he heard the four words of Yu Jian Tian Zong. The eldest brother used to practice in Yujian Tianzong. Most of them are good people. Shao Xiaoli saluted and said, "I've met my predecessors." Xue Xun saw that she was not only very beautiful, but also quite polite, which was quite different from the village leader in his imagination. She got a better impression and softened her attitude. She explained: "this red headed chicken is making waves outside. It has gathered a group of fox friends and dog friends to call it a demon king. It has also engaged in a South state demon friends' association with the nearby monsters. It happened that in the month of no God, Sifeng put out a sword to protect all sides. When it was secretly planning, it asked my disciples to carry it back, and only one of them escaped. The disciples wrote to me, I put out my sword at once, and soon I caught it, too Xueyujun is ashamed and wants to find a hole to get in. It regretted eating too much before... After others left duanjie City, most of the mana improved by leaps and bounds, only it remained motionless and stayed in the realm of long life. In the past, it always thought that duanjiecheng had limited itself, until now it finally recognized the reality. Shao Xiaoli looked at Xueyu Jun and said, "what's the matter?" Xueyujun whispered: "I'm just having a party with my old friends... Let alone killing people. It's just that a tree hasn't been cut down. Your majesty wants to save me..." Shao Xiaoli sighed. He wanted to help xueyujun escape, but he saw another man's voice coming from behind. The voice sounded lively“ Lord Xue Feng, you are really here. I've been looking for you for a long time... Ah, Nanhuang is very dangerous. Don't come here often if you have nothing to do, eh? What's the matter with these houses? Can't they be Lord Xue Feng's private house? Build your house in Nanhuang, you are building a ghost house... As long as you agree to the marriage, I promise to keep it a secret for you! " Xue xunxue's friendly face sank. Without looking back, she said coldly, "Lu Yuanbai, get out of here!"