Beyond the Divine States

In the wooden thatched cottage, the light floats imperceptibly, and the silk made by Reiki is wrapped around Shao Xiaoli's body layer by layer. She has closed her eyes, her face is quiet, and her red skirt is close to her body, which seems to be sealed in a crystal coffin.

In the sky of the thatched cottage, thunder clouds gathered to cover the moonlight, and the last light in the house disappeared.

The rumble of thunder was ringing in my ears, like urging.

Ning Changchang felt that this scene was familiar. Many years ago, in the city of emperor Zhao, he entered Ning Xiaoling's dream with the help of a purple gold talisman.

Now he doesn't need anything.

Ning Chang picked up the girl wrapped in cocoon clothes, put her on the bed, and sat beside her with her knees crossed. Her mind was divided into two parts. The Yang one stayed at her body, and the Yin one linked Shao Xiaoli's knowledge of the sea.

When his thoughts moved, his consciousness was like a man standing on the Bank of a lake, jumping into the vast sea of knowledge.

He fell from the height of the sea and finally stopped in a palace. The baby girl's cry convulsed the night.

Ning long turned his head, saw the busy figure, heard the cry and congratulation, the lanterns swaying under the eaves of the door, people came in and out, and even one of them was crowned by the emperor.

It's all under the pressure of this small house.

Ning long quietly watched all this happen.

Everyone is very happy that the baby was born smoothly. It has nothing to do with men and women. The birth of any child with royal blood is something to celebrate.

Only the mother's eyes were full of worry.

Ning Changchang knows that Shao Xiaoli is not the emperor's own daughter, but the illegitimate daughter of her mother and other people. This is a nightmare for both mother and daughter. Although Shao Xiaoli was born with a golden spoon, she is in danger of being exposed from the beginning.

Night pushed forward, the shadow in the room gradually sparse, the baby's cry in the room intermittent ring.

There are no distinct four seasons in duanjie city. The perception of the four seasons depends on the temperature. Dream time flow is very fast, cold and warm in the skin changed again, a year passed inadvertently.

The baby girl has grown into a pretty girl. The prime minister said that her five elements lack fire, so she wears red clothes every day.

She spent her childhood in this house and courtyard.

She was not the daughter of the emperor, but the illegitimate daughter of the royal family without blood. Shao Xiaoli knew it before long. At that time, she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and she was happy to have two dads.

Later, she gradually found that she was different from other royal families. She felt more and more flustered and understood the meaning of "death". Finally, when she was six years old, she found a chance to steal a precious fire elixir at a big feast.

She got the ability to control small flames, which made her overjoyed. She began to practice this ability to make others mistake it for the result of royal blood.

She didn't tell anyone about it, even her mother. In order to secretly practice the control of fire, she spontaneously applied for cooking when she was only six years old. She went in white and came out black every day. That's when she began to hone her cooking skills.

Ning long looked at the nervous little girl all day and felt funny and pitiful.

Yechu recounted her fate at the beginning. At the age of seven, she initially mastered the skills of cultivating Taoism and entered the mysterious realm.

The road in the middle is bumpy. Ning has been watching her for a long time and attended many activities of young people of the royal family. At a young age, she has a noble temperament. When other people take the initiative to perform the ability of the royal blood, she sits in a dignified and quiet manner. All her abilities are revealed inadvertently. Although she is upset, she still saves a lot of trouble.

Ning has witnessed all this for a long time.

The picture is slowing down.

He saw the little girl's eyes more and more clear, gradually relieved.

Today's Shao Xiaoli is enough to complete the evil robbery alone, and he doesn't need to worry about anything. He needs to look for poetry.

In the kitchen, Shao Xiaoli stood on tiptoe, carrying a spoon and pounding the iron pot to pound the fragrance together. Her clothes were still stained with rabbit hair.

Ning long last saw her one eye, about to turn around, the little girl's voice suddenly rang out.

"Brother." Shao Xiaoli waved to him.

Ning Changchang was slightly surprised, "can you see me?"

Shao Xiaoli said with a soft smile, "brother, do you want to stay for dinner?"

Ning Changjiu said, "no, my brother has something important to do."

Shao Xiaoli is a little disappointed. She clenches her hands behind her. Her petite body shakes like a willow. When cooking, the steaming air rushes to her face and turns into sweat, which makes her look more tired and weak.

"Wait a minute." Shao Xiaoli said.

"Well?" It's better to stop for a long time.

Shao Xiaoli walked up to her with Xiaobu, and his tightly twisted hands came out behind her. She opened her arms and said with a smile, "hold me."

She is now a seven-year-old girl, the most suitable age for coquetry.

Ning looked at her clear eyes for a long time and understood, "so you're awake."

"Awake? Don't understand... "Shao Xiaoli dead don't admit," brother hug. "

Ning Changjiu smiles and opens his arm. He holds her up and hugs her in his arms. Shao Xiaoli sticks to his ear and touches his cheek with his lips. He walks away at a touch.

"The little girl's kiss is simple and pure. There is no extra thought." Shao Xiaoli annotated the kiss.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "well, I see."

He put Shao Xiaoli down and said goodbye to each other. After Ning long left, Shao Xiaoli leaned against the door for a while, then her nose moved back and forth and she was stunned.

It's burnt!

She immediately turned and rushed back to the kitchen, where dozens of different fire control techniques were thrown out.

Ning Changjiu came to the top of duanjie city in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the sky and said calmly, "look at the lantern banquet tonight."

This is the sign he had agreed with the poem.

The last time he read the code, the sword of the poem pierced his back.

It's the same this time.

The sky was silent for a moment, and then a sharp light came on. The sharp spirit was like a rope that tied the killing intention into an arrow. The arched sky was like a big bow, which shot out the killing intention suddenly, straight down and went out in a flash.

Ning Long's eyes of the sun clearly captured it.

He could even see the girl wrapped in the sharp light.

He turned and held out his finger, holding the blade precisely before it approached.

The white blade's forward push was resisted, and it vibrated at a high speed. Ning Changjiu's fingers were close together, and this kind of tremor was instantly subsided into the lament of the fingertips.

Ning long slowly looked up and looked up along the blade.

Everything slowly becomes clear in the pupil.

The little girl in the heart demon robbery showed her face.

I'd rather watch her for a long time. The first time I saw her, I was still in Ning Xiaoling's fantasy of heart and evil. It was just a flash for many years. There was no trace of growth on her face. She was still as young as a girl.

Ning has known her identity from the master for a long time.

She is a part of the seventh God, together with evil to build a complete seventh God.

He had guessed that the "shopkeeper" in her words was the God of that year, but after he passed the tianbang, he found that evil could not convey some important information to himself, and could only metaphorize it in the form of stories. He was almost certain that evil and poetry were under the direct supervision of the Dark Lord.

For the Dark Lord, the seventh God is perhaps the most difficult existence.

It has the same name as this star and is closely related to it. It cannot be killed directly. But it has infinite power, once left is hidden danger.

In the end, they were divided into teenagers and girls. The stronger teenagers were detained in tianbang, while the weaker girls were modified and locked in the heart of the devil. They used the lives of countless people in the world to constantly confuse her and dispel her.

The poem stares at the knife in her hand, and her eyes struggle. She tries her best to push the blade, but she can't make it move forward.

Ning long looked at the little girl's dreamy face, he said: "I met your brother, your brother is worried about you."

The eyes of the poem were so dark that it didn't pay any attention to what he said.

Ning thought for a long time. He recalled the three thousand avenues he saw in the "dust laden" and then pointed them out to blend them into the tip of his finger and slowly fell to the brow of the poem.

The two touch each other.

Countless black-and-white light flow out of the moment, from the fingers overflowing, was scattered by the wind, into the hair.

The poem widens her eyes, makes a gurgling sound in her throat, and her body trembles stiffly. On her face, it seems that someone has wiped the dust from the mirror with silk paper to make it reappear the bright light.

After a long time, Ning took back his finger.

He bit his teeth, looked at the fingertips soaked in black, and felt the pain of nails into the bone.

Is this the power of the Dark Lord

Ning long has an illusion that as long as he is careless, the darkness will spread all over his body and devour him.

Jinwu flies out at the right time and condenses at the fingertips. Light and darkness confront each other, like two rough mirrors constantly rubbing.

Ning long finally eliminated this effect, and his fingers became as smooth as jade again.

"Who are you? I, I seem to have met you The poem stares at Ning long and asks.

Ning long nodded, hard to hide tired.

The poem is suspended in the air, the skirt is like rosy clouds, and the ribbon is floating. She tries to recall it for a while, then looks at the knife in her hand, and murmurs: "look at the lantern banquet in the small building tonight, it's full of beautiful families... I, I want to kill you!"

"Well." Ning Changjiu didn't talk to her about the past. He said straightforwardly: "it's your shopkeeper who wants to kill me. It's not a good man. You were killed by it. Now you are not complete. I met your brother and he said to me, if I can find you, I will tell you the truth."

"What are you talking about? truth? What's the truth? "

"The truth about your life."

The poem hesitated, "who are you? Although I have some impression on you, you are the one appointed by the shopkeeper. Why should I believe you? "

Ning long looked into her eyes and said sincerely, "I can save you."

……

Shao Xiaoli lived in the fleeting time. At the age of 12, she suffered a great disaster: her biological father murdered the emperor.

His own father failed. He was crazy before he died. He pointed to Shao Xiaoli and said that this was his daughter. She had no royal blood at all.

Because of this, he has been angry and resentful for a long time, and wants the mother and daughter to be buried with him.

At the beginning, Shao Xiaoli was at a loss. She suffered innumerable abuse and suspicion. After many difficulties, she regained the emperor's trust.

But now it's a disaster. Shao Xiaoli is sober.

She looked at her father's face and sighed, "my daughter has always been filial and can give my father a ride."

The man's eyes are ready to crack.

From afar, the emperor was even dumbfounded.

Shao Xiaoli raised her hand. Her palm was like a knife. She hovered for a long time, but the blood and fire in her eyes gradually faded.

Her hand, which should have been cut cleanly, turned into a waving sleeve, but it didn't fall.

The emperor returned to his senses in amazement and was furious and ordered to be beheaded.

The bodyguards rushed up, and her mother cried to stop her. Shao Xiaoli didn't run away. She turned around in the chaotic crowd and walked to the throne.

She became a silhouette walking towards the throne.

Until she was seventeen.

Seventeen was the biggest disaster of her life.

That's the year she met Ning Changchang. Yechu and Siming tuqiong saw that the first battle of Xuexia was full of danger. She and Ning Changchang fled over the Xueyuan and lived in another tribe for a while. Then sin Jun came, and the life and death of duanjie city were in a flutter.

The heart demon robber can't show the existence of God or God, so it sets the final node of the heart demon experience on the day when she calls the spirit at the age of 17.

Now, she has become the empress by accident, so this should not be regarded as a disaster.

But at the moment, the manager of the evil heart robber should be talking with the eldest brother and have no time to revise. She didn't want to give them any trouble, so she wrote an imperial edict saying that if she couldn't summon the spirit and prove her royal blood, she would commit suicide in front of everyone.

The logic of the evil heart robbery is smoothed again.

She looks at the familiar scenery outside duanjie city and imagines the lake which has been submerged now. It is clear that it has not been several years, but she always feels as if she is separated from the world.

Seventeen is finally here.

Dressed in a prosperous train and the crown of the empress, she came to the hall of summoning spirits. She lifted her skirt and bent her knees to kneel.

The maid stopped her and told her that her majesty didn't need to kneel to Lingxing.

She light smile, no answer, still Ying Ying kneel, hands together, quiet waiting.

The flow of time slowed down.

The skyline of duanjie city gradually changed from light to white. When the white reached its peak, it gradually darkened, with yellowish and crimson graduals.

……

"Are these... True?"

The poem opens its eyes, bites its teeth, and its words are immature.

Ning Changchang gives her the appearance of evil directly and tells her about her past again. This process takes a lot of time. Fortunately, the poem recovers itself in ignorance, like a girl who has been cheated for many years.

"Well, if you have any questions, just tell me that there is not much time, and I will try my best to persuade you." Ning Changjiu said.

The poem shook her head and said, "I believe you. You don't look like a liar."

“……”

Ning long raised his head and found that there was no change in this.

He guessed right, the secret master spent most of his energy on guarding against evil, and didn't take much precautions against the little girl.

"I already believe you. What's next? Are we going to save the world together and save my brother? " Poetry is a bit of an expectation.

Ning long had no choice but to smile, he said: "let you down, I still don't know the way to save the world. That's why I came to you. You used to be the Mother God of the world. Maybe I can see some clues and hope in you. "

"Mother God?" The poem pursed her lips and shook her head. She didn't adapt to the name. She said, "what can I do to help you?"

Ning Changjiu said, "whatever you want, you can tell me something about the shopkeeper or something older. I will judge the content myself."

The body of the poem is floating lightly in the air. She bit her fingers, pondered for a while, and said with a slight apology: "when I think of the shopkeeper, my head will hurt a little. I, I can't describe it."

Ning long nodded, which was expected.

"Never mind. Don't worry. Tell me everything you can think of." Ning Changjiu said.

The poem said: "I can't think of anything useful... Or you can come back to me next time. Let me think about it for a year."

Ning Changchang said: "after the year of fufu, I'll come back to you later. I'm afraid it will hurt you. And after I leave, you can use magic to forget my words. It's a secret and can't be found."

"Well... Good."

"It doesn't have to be something useful. I want clues, not conclusions."

"Well, I try to think about it."

Ning long did not urge.

The poem pondered for a while and said, "I can only think of these. If they are useful, you can take them. If they are not, don't blame me."

"Well, thank you." I'd rather say it for a long time.

The poem puts up the palm of her hand and presses it for a long time. She directly conveys the picture in her memory.

It's an ordinary picture. There are wild grass fluctuating with the wind, drifting waves, high mountains, and the invisible details hidden under their appearance. In the eyes of poetry, the world is a section. You can see layers of sections of the earth's crust, the direction of the earth's veins, and the rolling magma below for a long time.

The world breathes gently in his sea of knowledge.

The poem loosens its hand and conveys all it remembers to him.

Ning Changchang didn't know the use of these memories for the time being, so he just buried them in the depth of the sea of knowledge.

"That's all. There's nothing to hide." Poetry.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "well, I will try my best to help you and your brother, and your world."

The poem looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "now, am I locked up here?"

"Yes."

"Then you must remember to save me."

"Certainly."

"Well, that's a deal! By the way, it's almost over. The elder sister seems to be waiting for you. Go back quickly. "

Ning long looked down to the broken boundary city.

Night is coming, Shao Xiaoli is still kneeling in front of the light curtain, quietly waiting, without any anxiety.

Finally, the light curtain began to shake when the evil heart robbery was about to pass.

Shao Xiaoli opened his eyes and looked at the shaking light curtain. The white robe seemed to come up from the water.

She saw Ning Long's quiet and beautiful face.

Ning long stretched out a hand to her, "long wait."

"Why are you here? My legs are numb." Shao Xiaoli complains with a smile.

Ning Changjiu also smiles and says, "get up, it's time to go home."

Shao Xiaoli insisted on not getting up. She held out her hand like when she was seven years old, blinked her eyes and said, "hold it."

……

In the thatched cottage, Shao Xiaoli's cocoons gradually fade away, and her jade bone fragrant gully has gone through the empty mountains and new rain, and become particularly dusty. When she opened her eyes, Ning had been watching her for a long time, and there was a dense thunder outside, which gradually brought her back to herself.

"Boss, it's thunder outside. Xiao Li is afraid." Shao Xiaoli sat up, hugged his knees and said boldly.

Rather long light asked: "to embrace?"

Shao Xiaoli's eyes brightened and said, "is that ok?"

As she said this, she opened her arm. Ning Changjiu grabbed her arm, pulled her to the front of her body, and pressed her backhand on her knee. Shao Xiaoli was surprised and begged for mercy: "OK, Xiaoli is obedient. Xiaoli is going to rob now."

Ning long let her go.

Shao Xiaoli tidied up his clothes and went out to the thunder outside.

It seems terrible to rob thunder, but Shao Xiaoli's situation is of great accumulation. As soon as he enters the purple court, he has reached the peak of the third floor. He will break the situation at any time, and the back floors are also predictable.

This thunder robbery is not a threat to her at all.

Shao Xiaoli walked out of the house, her eyes gradually turned into a cold girl who cut the dragon with a sword in the snow.

She jumped up and threw herself into the rolling thunder before the thunder fell.

The thunder burst into a rage and roared wildly. The thunder burst up in the sky with a flash of light. The rolling debris of thunder seemed like a storm sweeping through the clouds, mixing the light and dark inside.

Ning long looked at the flickering window lattice, ear grumpy thunder is getting smaller and smaller.

In the end, the thunder, like a giant beast, escaped from the wounded and soon returned to calm.

When Shao Xiaoli came back, his red skirt was not stained with dust.

"How does Xiao Li behave?" Shao Xiaoli feels a brand new realm and is in a good mood.

Rather long stingy praise: "fair."

Shao Xiaoli is not annoyed either. She sits in front of the mirror and combs her hair. She says, "don't worry, I will practice fast. When there is another disaster in the future, I won't hold you back."

Ning Changchang said, "I will try my best to protect you."

Shao Xiaoli thought of one thing and suddenly asked: "by the way, after you left, the first Lu married Zhao xianger."

"Ning Changjiu sighed:" why do you all have to ask this question again? " Shao Xiaoli eyes cunning, "confirm which is the big sister." Rather than answer this question. Shao Xiaoli had the answer in his heart, but did not ask. She put her hand in her hair, turned her head, looked out of the window, looked at the direction of the lake, and suddenly said with emotion: "the whole duanjie city is flooded now, and will never go back..." Ning Changchang said: "we can still go back if we pinch a water escape formula."“ Don't try to be unreasonable. I'm just sad. " Shao Xiaoli said: "I mean, my home is gone, so the boss wants to give me a home." Ning Changjiu had been told by her before, and she had some grudges, so she didn't pay attention to Shao Xiaoli at the moment. Shao Xiaoli had an idea and said, "as long as the boss marries me, he can inherit my family property. Don't you have any heart?" Rather long not heart, but some curious, "home flooded, what property do you have left?" Shao Xiaoli bit her fingertips. After thinking for a while, she stood up and came to the corner of the thatched cottage. She took out a box from the room and said, "here, this is the only one left. Don't give up the boss." Ning long a casual glance, feel a little familiar. He glanced at it again, thought about it, and suddenly recalled what was in the box. His eyes suddenly showed an incredible look. He was shocked and said, "do you still have it?"