Beyond the Divine States

The moon was setting and the sun was rising, and the morning light was glimmering. The chaos that the disciples imagined did not happen, and the night passed peacefully.

Lu Jiajia holds the soft brocade quilt and presses it between the clavicles. She sits up gently, holds her knees, and looks at the young man at the desk with long eyes and a smile.

Ning Chang's painting is his own.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the scroll he painted is lifelike enough to confuse the true with the false, but it is lifeless in the eyes of real practitioners.

Ning Changjiu shakes his head with a smile. He laments that his painting skills are limited, and he puts away the brush and ink.

He hung the picture on the wall.

Lu Jia got up in his clothes and came to the painting. After appreciating it for a while, he said with a smile, "you really know everything."

"I know a little bit about it." I'd rather laugh at myself for a long time.

Lu said: "when you are skilled in painting, if you like a woman, can you just draw by hand?"

Rather long back a cold, he washed the pen, calm and self-confident way: "pen is not shallow, difficult to draw married true rhyme in case, not for the road."

Lu said faintly, "I don't love vanity. You don't want to cheat me."

Ning long smile, noncommittal.

He stood up and listened to Lu Jia and asked, "where is the back door of the hall of joy?"

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

Lu said, "do you want me to go out through the main gate and let them know that I stayed here all night?"

Ning Changchang was stunned, and immediately said with a smile: "also, how can the righteous fairy of Jianzong spend the night here? If it is spread out, it will really damage the reputation of the bride. "

After listening to his words, Lu Jiajia knew that he was satirizing what he said before that he didn't love vanity.

"Villain!" Lu Jia snorted.

Ning long opened the eyes of Taiyin, and after confirming that there was no one around the hall, he quietly sent Lu's wife out the back door.

"After getting married back to the peak, I remember to write a letter to let Hehuan sect become the vassal sect of Jianzong." Ning Changjiu said.

"What? He Huan Zong... "Lu Jia felt ashamed just listening. Her beautiful eyes moved around and said," forget it... Let's not do it again. "

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "thank you, master."

"When will you be back?" Lu asked

Ning Changchang said: "I'll stay for another two or three days to complete the practice of Yin Yang grand ceremony. By the way, I'll solve the follow-up problems of Hehuan sect. After that, I'll come back immediately."

Lu Qijia's head was lighter and said seriously, "well, remember to hurry up. If you say it's long or short in four months, you can't let the master down."

Ning long nodded solemnly.

They said goodbye at the back door of the hall of joy.

Ning Changjiu pushes open the door of the main hall and asks he Guang to tell him. He says that last night, Lu Xianzi read the old relationship between his master and his disciples. He talks with each other smoothly and leaves early. He agrees that he huanzong will submit to Yu Jiantian Zong. From then on, the disciples of Hehuan sect practiced mainly in Jianzong Jianjing, supplemented by Hehuan Daofa.

He Guang was so surprised that he quickly passed on the news.

Ning long returned to the temple, rereaded the books, checked the leaks and made up for the lack, and prepared for the opening of the well of Tai Ling in Jinwu kingdom.

When he opened the eyes of Taiyin, the secret room of hehuanzong could not escape his eyes. He easily entered the library hidden by hehuanzong. The eyes of Taiyin were reflected on all the books at the same time. Thousands of books were flipped in the sea of knowledge at the same time, and the handwriting was silent. It turned into the tide of information and poured into the sea of knowledge.

These secret books are the collection of the cultivation and Enlightenment of the practitioners of Hehuan sect in the past dynasties.

Ning Changjiu finished reading all the books very quickly. He shook his head gently and was disappointed.

He can be sure that there is not a copy of his original Scripture in this huge Sutra library. After several transformations, most of them are self created dross, which makes them become non-ferrous magic or vassal of lust.

Ning Changjiu soon wiped away the disappointment.

Since the former self can write this secret script, why is it difficult for the present self to deduce it again?

Rather than searching for a long time, I plan to find a secluded place, calm my mind and concentrate on enlightenment.

Of course, it is impossible to cut off all kinds of obstacles in Nanzhou. The imperial city of the state of Zhao, Linhe City, Yujian Tianzong and many places he traveled through are still closely linked with him.

But he didn't intend to return it.

Because he found that when he was alone, he would become strangely indifferent. He needed to keep these obstacles and let himself feel his existence all the time.

Ning Changjiu sits in the quiet room with his knees crossed. The scriptures of the grand ceremony of yin and Yang flow through his body like water. In his dim consciousness, he cuts his spirit into black and white. They bite each other's tails like Taoist Yin and yang fish. Running around the sky, Ning Changjiu gradually can't feel the existence of his body. He keeps rising, like a clear wind.

Ning Changchang suddenly understood the true meaning of Yin Yang method.

People use gunpowder to push artillery battles, and spiritual power to control flying swords. These are subjective and visible things. In the popular sense, flying refers to the flying of the physical body, that is, spiritual power pushes itself to break through the sky.

How to sublimate the spirit?

This is the meaning of the existence of the way of Huan.

The burst of grief and joy can push the spirit to a higher level than that of the strong. Many weak mortals even faint because of it. The bursting point of grief needs more lovers to die and relatives to be separated, but the bursting point of happiness is much simpler.

This is a path that most immortals can't see, but it is a special force to push the spirit to a higher level. It is born from the earthly meaning of filth, but it has unparalleled vitality and tension. After reaching the extreme, it breaks through the mud and rises from the muddy waves, which can lift the pure spirit of human beings to an unprecedented height.

At that moment, the power of the spirit is washed away. No matter mortals or immortals, they will have the pure state of mind of the Buddha and the true God. That is the feeling that the spirit flies away from the body for a short time.

As for the five immortals like Ning Chang Chang, he can control this disordered power after skillfully using the Tao Jue. If he reaches the peak, he can even complete the spiritual ascension and reach the sky.

Therefore, it also has the word "towering" in its ancient book name.

Ning long immersed in it, suffering from only one person, coupled with limited time, he has no time to practice this method to the extreme.

When Ning long opened his eyes again, it was another day. He vomited his breath and got up slowly. He came outside the hall and found that he Guang had been waiting for himself outside the hall.

"What's the matter?" Ning Changchang asked.

Seeing Ning's appearance for a long time, he was relieved. He quickly took out a letter and handed it to him, saying: "this is the sword book of yujiantianzong. As the immortal said, the Lord of Jianzong personally admitted your master's identity and promised that Hehuan Zong would become the subordinate clan of yujiantianzong in the future."

Ning Changjiu nodded, took the sword book, read it and put it away.

The leader of the sect in the field of jiantianzong, with the sword book drawn up by the master of Jianzong, the Hehuan sect no longer needs to worry about identity.

Ning long is about to return to the palace, but see he Guang a pair of words and stop appearance.

"Anything else?" Ning Changchang asked.

He Guang hesitated and said, "it's not necessarily a good thing that Hehuan sect got its name right..."

Ning Changchang said: "it's OK. It's common for people in the past to have prejudice against our ancestors. There's no need to argue. Time will give the answer."

He Guang immediately shook his head and said: "the immortal will be wrong. It's not that he misunderstood our clan... The order of Jianzong was issued this morning, and it spread all over Nanzhou. In a few hours, the people who came to our clan would break the threshold."

Ning Changchang was slightly stunned, and then said, "if you enter the sect, you can learn the swordsmanship of Jianzong. It's really attractive."

He Guang shook his head again, slightly embarrassed, and said: "not so. I asked several applicants specially. Most of them were attracted by the distribution of Taoist partners."

For a long time, Ning underestimated the simple desire of ordinary monks.

He Guang explained: "in the past, the name of Hehuan sect was not obvious, so I didn't know much about it. Now it's famous and in the limelight. In the past, the standard of recruiting disciples was too low..."

Ning Changchang didn't want to worry about these trifles. He interrupted: "just raise the threshold. In a few days, there will be an immortal master from Yujian Tianzong to teach me swordsmanship. I'll shut up first. If nothing serious happens, don't disturb me. "

"Finally, excuse me..."

"He said

"Do immortals need... Female disciples to practice Taoism?"

"Well?"

"Many of the female disciples of the patriarch admired the immortal name and volunteered to sign up. This is the booklet..."

Rather than look at the pamphlet for a long time, he said, "no, I don't need it."

He Guang takes back the list, feeling that Ning Changchang is noble and upright, and just wants to flatter him, but Ning Changchang is the first to say, "by the way, publicize my rejection of the list, and it's better to spread it to yujiantianzong."

"Ah... Oh." He Guang a Leng, half know half solution between back to God, "disciple obey."

……

……

He supports the kingdom of God.

The kingdom of God is towering, corresponding to the moon. The remnant bones of the mountain stand on their own in the hall, but the white bones of the Dragon rope that were originally entangled on the bones of the God have been untied.

Now these dragon rope bones are wrapped around baizang's body.

The form of baizang's ancient beast faded from her body, and she became a pure and beautiful girl again, but her slender limbs were tied with chains, and she was held on the ground, unable to break free. She was like a tiger lying on the ground, but now she turned into a human figure, kneeling on the ground, trembling and unable to get up. The melting silver white skirt covering her body was like boiling water cooling gradually.

Yechan palace is sitting on the throne of God. Her black Taoist robe is covered with white gauze. She is no longer a little girl. She is as pure as the moon and as deep as the universe. It only makes people feel that there will be no such pure dust in the world.

The hall of God and emperor was also lit up.

The elder martial sister Shenyu stands in the hall of divine officials, and the second elder martial brother Wudi stands in the hall of Tianjun. They are two big mountains, which suppress baizang to death.

Baizang panted faintly, his face as silvery as silver.

A slender moon was hanging over her head, slowly plundering her power and taking it for her own.

The process goes on all the time.

"The dark day will come, you... You are doomed to fail." There was a little emotion in baizang's voice.

She repeated it a lot, many times.

Ye Chan palace was silent and sat on the throne quietly, but the eldest martial sister was not as good tempered as the master.

"I know it's hard to accept the collapse of faith, but you're just a complete failure, the Lord of the kingdom of God. The so-called omniscient is just relying on the power of the kingdom of God. Without it, you're just a bigoted fool."

"Shut up! You died once in those years, but you can't live by chance. What's your qualification to be arrogant? " Baizang raises her head. She is like a roaring tiger, trying to show her broken but sharp claws.

But the eldest martial sister stepped her head on the ground.

At the beginning, the queen of the roaring world was so lightly trampled on the bottom of her feet. Her face was resentful and unwilling, and there was deep despair.

Baizang gasped faintly, and she knew she was finished.

The dust laden power is slowly passing away, and the efforts of thousands of years are not only wasted, but also made wedding clothes for the enemy. This hateful Nu Wa often comes to kill her heart.

She has no spirit of indifference, can no longer suppress anger and many negative emotions.

The elder Master said, "in those days, you were able to survive just because you put your eyes on the throne of God, but we put them on a higher level. The master didn't pay attention to you in those years, and now you are."

Bai Zang wanted to refute, but she was defeated by the enemy. She was calculated to the full and lost completely.

Bai Zang was trampled on the sole of his feet by his elder sister. His side cheek was close to the ground, and his silver pupil was tiny.

This humiliation calmed her down a little. She suddenly asked, "sage... Ju Fu is not dead, is he?"

Master elder sister light way: "saint has not died, we all know where he was pressed."

"No! That's not what I mean! " Bai Zang's voice was slightly harsh. "In the past, I always thought that the death of my father was the same as death, but... It's not like that, is it?"

She knew that she would die and wanted to know the truth.

The elder martial sister sneered, "why should I tell you?"

"You... Nu Wa!" Baizang is furious.

"Are you not omniscient and Almighty?" The elder martial sister's words are cold.

Panting, Bai Zang asked, "if you want to kill me, why do you insult me? Is this the only pattern of empress Nuwa? "

The elder martial sister had not yet opened her mouth, but the master said, "my father is still alive."

After a long time, Bai Zang murmured: "sure..."

After thinking for a while, Bai Zang continued to ask, "so when he fought with Lei Lao, it was just acting or trading? Father Ju's only purpose is to let people and Demons climb up the pillar of heaven and smash the immortal court? So that there won't be another one in 500 years? "

Ye Chan palace did not answer.

Knowing that she had guessed correctly, Bai Zang continued: "so it is. The real purpose of that year was to break the immortal court... No wonder, no wonder the Dark Lord created the xiantianling..."

At this point, baizang immediately shut up.

The elder sister frowned, "there is a ghost in congenital spirit."

Bai Zang clenched his silver lips and said with a sneer, "it seems that she is not omniscient either."

Ye Chan palace calm way: "I am not omniscient."

Baizang felt the pain of all her limbs. She gasped and said, "I see. It's a conspiracy. It's a conspiracy between you and your father... He didn't die. He didn't die!"

Elder martial sister can feel that baizang is crazy.

She took back her feet, hugged the dust, and her appearance returned to elegance. "What's the point of knowing that now?"

Bai Zang sneered: "Oh, it's meaningless for you to do so much? Even if you take away my dust, what's the use? Almost all the powers of the Twelve Gods are given by the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord is omnipotent. Even if you gather all the powers, it will not help. You have made up for heaven. You should have felt that kind of terror? "

The Dark Lord is the way of heaven today. It is the foundation of the Twelve Gods. It is known that there is no possibility of victory.

"I don't remember... It's just that if the Dark Lord is really omnipotent, the dark sun has already come, and you don't have to be the sword." One sentence from the elder martial sister overturned her point of view.

In her cognition, all intelligent beings have weaknesses, but they can't find them yet.

Baizang closed his eyes and fell silent again.

If the secret master is really omnipotent, how can she die? How can she be captured and suffer such extreme humiliation

Yes, everything is meaningless. When she was killed from the blood cliff, she roared and tore everything. Now all kinds of Brilliance will turn into ashes.

"No, it's impossible. There's no doubt that my father will die." Bai Zang wanted to ask his last question: "the 81 cities in Zhongtu are all immortal cities. The demon king of the ten thousand demon city and all the five top monks can't shake them. No one in the world can destroy them... Do you expect Yi to overthrow the 81 countries? No, he can't either. The power of the world has been cut to death. Even my projection can't do it. "

"You're just bluffing, aren't you? Ju Fu can't make a comeback again... "

Bai Zang raises his head and stares at Ye Chan palace with weak pupils, hoping to see a trace of emotion from her face.

Yechan palace is just like the real moon. It interprets the joys and sorrows of separation in the form of Yin, Qing and yuan, but it is indifferent all the year round.

She didn't answer, just pointing out.

Dragonair's Dungeon is tightening again.

Bai Zang's spirit was badly damaged again, and his cry was shrill.

She didn't know how long she could last, and whether she could last until the moon set.

……

The moon rises and falls day after day.

Time flies, and in the twinkling of an eye it's August.

Midsummer is still wantonly splashing the hustle and bustle of hot and dry, leaves reclusive cicadas. It rained a few more times in Nanzhou. After the rain, Shao Xiaoli saw a real rainbow for the first time.

After experiencing many things, he Huan Zong calmed down. Ning Changjiu was always in seclusion. No one ever saw him again, which was quite mysterious.

The practice of the great ceremony of yin and Yang quickly entered a bottleneck. In the name of seeking breakthrough, he invited Lu Jia to come to the temple to practice several times, but he still couldn't get inspiration.

Fortunately, at the moment, he understood that it would be enough to build a small mother well in the broken kingdom of God.

After seven days of practice, Ning Changchang and Lu Jiajia finally returned to Yujian Tianzong together. It's not because of other problems. It's just that if Ning Changchang didn't go back, Shao Xiaoli threatened to arrest people himself.

"Boss, let me wait for you in the room when you leave. I've been waiting for you for seven days and nights, and I haven't seen you back."

As soon as Ning Changjiu came back, Shao Xiaoli angrily asked his teacher for a crime.

Ning long said with a slight apology, "I have encountered some accidents and delayed."

Shao Xiaoli said: "the eldest brother is a god of anticipation. What's the accident?"

"Accidents are, of course, unexpected." Ning long explained the nonsense.

Shao Xiaoli was even more angry. "I heard that the eldest brother became the leader of Hehuan sect?"

"Well, it is."

"Isn't the secret book of the eldest brother's Hehuan sect well written? I think sister Lu looks very good these days. "

Lu married slightly annoyed, immediately said: "Xiao Li, don't talk nonsense."

"What nonsense? Others don't know, but I don't know... The fairies of the right way, the masters of the evil way, the masters of the clear way and the disciples of the secret way, if you have a fancy game, just put Xiao Li aside... "Shao Xiaoli said angrily.

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "Xiao Li knows a lot."

"Of course, I'm..." Shao Xiaoli said, but he saw Ning and Lu Jiajia look at each other for a long time.

They looked at each other and walked towards themselves.

"Oh, wait! Xiao Li said nothing Shao Xiaoli had a bad feeling and begged for mercy.

Ning Changjiu and Lu's marriage were meant to scare her.

After that, Shao Xiaoli became more and more angry and threatened to run away from home. She went down the mountain for a walk and didn't come back until midnight.

In the hall of the Lord around the waterfall mountain, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia are practicing.

They entered the kingdom of Jinwu and began to dig the well of tailing.

This is the reconstruction of the site. The initial project was smooth, but aura is the source of all things. It also needs a lot of aura to fill a kingdom of God. Lu Jiajia was really embarrassed to continue to exploit the aura of his clan, so he decided to go to the southern wilderness for a long time. It used to be a wild land, and there were so many auras stored there that they could meet the needs of the kingdom of God.

Besides the well of fetal spirit, the construction of the mythological logic of the kingdom of God has also been put on the agenda.

There are five pillars of mythological logic.

They need to identify five absolutely correct and important myth nodes, which are best known to all people, so they need to be cautious.

Ning Changjiu discussed with Lu Jiajia for a long time, but he couldn't make a formal decision.

"It will take at least a month just to dig the mother well of taling. Are we really in time?" Lu Jia is worried.

Ning Changjiu said: "the kingdom of God does not need to be perfect. I ascend the throne not to be a real God, but to gain strength against the sword saint and other beings."

Lu Jia was worried about the safety of Siming again.

They are now in different parts of the world, making different efforts for the same goal, and their future is uncertain.

The Dark Lord has gradually awakened. He has noticed something strange and has not lit up the star.

So on the day of the eclipse, the country will be closed.

Similarly, the Dark Lord will not light up the thunderbolt. He should have distrusted thunderbolt.

So it's safe at least this month.

After this month, their home planet will pass Regel and come to springscale. Spring scale... It's the Banshee God half human and half snake bred in the legend of the netherworld. After the death of Ming Jun, she benefited the most. But now the underworld is occupied by Xiaoling. Even if she is born, she can't get complete control of the world. If the Dark Lord wants to defeat them, he will not choose to light up the spring scale star. Tianji, Yuanjun, new Jufu... This is the enemy they are most likely to face. Ning long used his strength to the limit and left the kingdom of Jinwu. Exhausted, he went out and found Shao Xiaoli waiting for him outside“ Do you want to eat pears? " Shao Xiaoli asked. Ning Changjiu was stunned and thought how Xiaoli was so straightforward... Then he saw Shao Xiaoli take out a large bag of picked pears and give them to him. Most of the time, he is really not sure whether Xiao Li is intentional or not. Ning long took the pear, sat down beside Shao Xiaoli, and said with guilt, "Xiaoli, I didn't mean to ignore you. I will be responsible for the fate of the past and the present, but not now." Now that disaster is coming, if they tangle and quarrel about these things, they are very ashamed of their master. Even if they were practicing together with Lu Jia, except for the first night, they were only trying to build Yin and Yang and build the mother well. During that time, they worked hard and had no private relationship. Shao Xiaoli nodded and said: "I know, I'm just anxious... Anxiety can't help the boss, it can help everyone." Ning long bite pear, pear meat crisp and tender, sweet mouth. "It doesn't matter," he said with a smile. "Everyone just needs to play a role at the right time." Shao Xiaoli nodded gently. She suddenly raised her head and said, "boss, I won't call you boss in the future."“ Well Ning long asked: "what is that called?" Shao Xiaoli said: "I just went down the mountain, not just to pick these pears." With that, she took out a wooden card and handed it to Ning Changjiu. She said seriously, "I just went to the Hehuan sect and passed the inner gate examination. Now I'm your inner gate disciple. Master is here and I'll be worshipped by my disciples." Shao Xiaoli raised the front of his skirt, and Yingying knelt down and kowtowed. Ning long for a while some do not know what to do, "Xiao Li, you misunderstood, I am not like master and apprentice." Shao Xiaoli chuckled when she heard the words. She gently covered her lips and said, "master, don't want to cover it up... And I'm not for this. As the saying goes, if you have something to do with me, I'll take care of it. Now that we are just masters and disciples, I should put down everything in my previous life and help you with my heart." Lu Jia stood at the door, looking at the scene, a little tired, but a smile of relief appeared on her face. She turned quietly and went back to the depth of the hall. Shao Xiaoli looks at the dark corridor in the rear and the place where Lu's wife once stood. It seems that there is a stone falling in her heart, and she is much more relaxed.