Beyond the Divine States

That night, the wind blew all night on the peak of HUanpu mountain.

In the sky, wave after wave of blue gray clouds are pushed to the distance, and the wind is still like a whimpering flute across the temple. The leaves are shaking and the grass waves are low. Then the rainstorm comes down again, and the heaven and earth are out of balance in the wind and rain.

Shao Xiaoli holds the wooden card of the inner door disciple of Hehuan sect, such as a treasure. She stands outside the hall, sits under the steps covered by the eaves, and looks at a dark world. Endless rain falls from there, and the summer heat surrounds her. Occasionally, the rain blows and cools her face.

A few hours ago, she told Ning Changjiu of her mind, and Ning Changjiu accepted the matter of accepting her as an apprentice.

Shao Xiaoli had a strange feeling in her heart. When she called her eldest brother, she always had a heroic feeling of making a vow to worship her son. But after she called her master, she had a lock of respect and inferiority in her heart. Now she was watching the rain, and there was no one around. She was a little quiet unconsciously.

The girl nibbled at the pear and felt the aura coming from the wind and rain.

She sat alone for a long time.

After midnight, the door of the palace was opened. Ning long walked out quietly and took a white dress to put on her.

Shao Xiaoli knew later that she folded her clothes and asked with a smile, "master not only likes his disciples but also his white clothes?"

Ning long rubbed her head, "I'm afraid you'll get cold."

Bai Shang has good elasticity. Shao Xiaoli's petite body curls up in it. She takes out the pear and gives it to Ning Changchang. Ning Changchang eats it with her.

Ning long look slightly pale, three feet of gold fly out, stop on his shoulder, with them to watch the rain.

"We used to be your people." Shao Xiaoli suddenly opened her mouth. She had got those memories and repeated: "after you died, our tribe began to flee. After several times of circulation, it was about to perish. It happened that the master came back to the world, killed fufu, and then placed the impoverished tribe in duanjiecheng. Only then can the tribe continue to this day."

Ning long nodded gently. When he came to duanjie City, he felt the tie of blood, but he never thought in that direction.

"It was me who didn't protect you." I'd rather say it for a long time.

In memory of several generations, he died very early, often at the beginning of his appearance, he was killed in person.

By contrast, although this life has experienced many twists and turns, compared with the past, it has been called happiness.

Shao Xiaoli gave a faint smile and said, "master has been trying to recall the past, right?"

"Well, the construction of mythological logic needs real history." I'd rather say it for a long time.

"History..." Shao Xiaoli recalled: "when we were ancient immortals, how powerful we were. Now if we can return to the peak, how can we be afraid of the Lord of the kingdom of God?"

Ning Changchang let out a cry. At the beginning, the ancient immortals at the peak of Nuwa Pangu created countless incredible myths. If human beings could climb to that height, the projection of the Lord of the kingdom of God would not help them. They might even destroy the invincible kingdom of God.

"But I can't go back." I'd rather say it for a long time.

Shao Xiaoli doubts: "why not go back? We were human at the beginning, and we are human now. What's the difference? "

Ning Changchang held out his hand, felt the aura flowing through his fingertips, and said: "the Dark Lord has been plundering the aura of the world all these years. Once these auras are gone, the aura of the world will become thinner and thinner, and the monks will become weaker and weaker."

Shao Xiaoli opened ten fingers to the rain curtain, and the night was divided into eight pieces between his fingers.

"Really? Can't such a vast aura supply a monk who is legendary in the three realms? " Shao Xiaoli asked.

Ning Chang was silent for a long time and said, "I'm not sure. Thin aura is a common view in the world, but in fact... It doesn't convince me

He stood up and looked at the rain falling from the eaves.

After he and Lu married back to the peak, the aura of Yujian Tianzong became more and more abundant. These auras were enough to support a monk with five realms. Then why did the immortal Hanchi fail to break through the realm and finally go astray.

Although the Dark Lord has been plundering aura, aura is the biggest mine, and it may not be finished after several thousand years of digging. Only before that, the Dark Lord may directly infiltrate here, no longer need the God and the congenital spirit, and can devour the aura by himself.

Although aura is increasingly scarce, there are countless wild mountains in this world. Generally speaking, the land is vast and the people are sparse. Why can't a real great monk or a great demon be raised?

Luxuriant vegetation, all spirits flourish, how alone and the demon withered?

There must be a deeper secret.

Ning long can't figure out the answer for the moment.

Both of them were thinking about this problem, and the rain gradually decreased.

Lu Jia came out of the hall dressed in white, elegant and graceful.

"I haven't come back for so long. Are you teaching in private?" Lu Jia asked with a smile.

Shao Xiaoli reaction is very quick, immediately took out a pear, way: "teacher Niang, eat pear."

Lu married a pear and sat down beside Shao Xiaoli.

Ning Changchang said with a smile, "do you want to listen to the wedding apprentice?"

"I don't have that interest as a teacher." Lu married lightly.

Shao Xiaoli, however, let out a cry and joked: "I'm the first disciple of the eldest brother. I'm in duanjie City, so I seem to be a married elder martial sister."

Lu Jia turned her face and stared at her, "elder martial sister?"

"No! I'm joking with my sister Shao Xiaoli slandered the view of color, cut nails cut railway.

Lu Jiajia nodded gently. She rubbed the girl's head and said with a smile.

Ning long looked at the posture shadow straight fairy, said with a smile: "married broken into the five realms, really more and more hard gas ah."

Xiaojianxian, once bullied by xueci, a villain, has become a new evil force.

"What's your opinion?" Lu said coldly

"I dare not." Ning Changchang said, and then asked: "yes, I have never asked you to marry. What is the power you get after you break into the five ways?"

Lu Jia's eyelashes drooped lightly. She was afraid for a moment and said, "after entering the five ways, I know that the sword spirit body itself is a fragment of power..."

With that, Lu raised her hand.

The strong wind and drizzle that had been blowing all night stopped.

The majestic sword Qi rises like a tsunami in the empty rainy night. The rain, the leaves, everything that you see in Lu Jiajia's hands become a sword. At this moment, the waterfall mountain is like a king's court. When the empress of the sword comes to the rainy night, everything in the sky bows down to her.

Lu's hand turned over.

Thousands of raindrops, like a flying sword, rolled upside down into the sky and rushed to the sky.

Lu Jiajia did not gain new strength, but after the sword spirit was remodeled, her power was not the same as before. She was even confident that she could mobilize all the swords and irons of the whole Yujian Tianzong in one thought. If she had more spiritual power, she could even assimilate the peaks into swords and control the four peaks.

Shao Xiaoli is thrilled. At a certain moment, she even has the illusion of being in the sea of swords. She thought silently that she must not provoke the elder martial mother in the future

Ning Changchang was a little surprised. He said with a smile, "the 81 immortal swords I forged at the beginning look stronger than I thought."

"Is it?" Lu's eyes are fixed on Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changchang said, "of course, if it wasn't for the diligence after marriage, there would be no such force to take Mount Tai to surpass the North Sea."

Lu Jia smiles, looks at the night sky and says, "thanks to the master's heart of the sword..."

"The heart of the sword?"

"Well..." Lu told him about the third sword contest between herself and Liu junzhuo.

Ning Changjiu can't help but think of the scene when he and Zhao xianger read their wedding words in a dream when facing the golden winged Mirs. The timing is just right. It's all in the master's calculation.

"That Liu junzhuo deceives others by relying on his state of mind. He's so serious. I'll fight against the sword Pavilion in the future, and I'll take revenge on him." I'd rather take a long oath.

Lu said: "Liu junzhuo is also the peak of Wudao. How long have you been in Wudao? Can you be her opponent?"

Ning Changjiu confidently said, "those who use swords in the world are not my opponents."

"Well?" Lu's eyes narrowed.

Shao Xiaoli helped him add: "married sister is a fairy in the sky."

Three people gently smile for a while, chatting back to the palace.

After resting with Lu, Ning Changjiu went back to her house to practice again. She dug a well of tailing in Jinwu state. Shao Xiaoli sat cross legged in the main hall and practiced fast. Her realm had been suppressed for a long time in duanjie city. At the moment, she broke buildings and made great progress.

But the speed of this miracle can not satisfy Shao Xiaoli.

She knows that she can only break into the five roads and have a slight influence on the future trend of the world.

It's a rare and peaceful August.

In the next half month, the three never went out of huanbaoshan.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia have been working hard to build the kingdom of Jinwu, the well of tailing has begun to take shape, the five pillars of mythological logic have been mapped out, and the discussion of mythological nodes is continuing.

"The most central pillar should be the legend of shooting the sun." Lu said: "this is a well-known thing in the world. It should be taken as an absolute foundation."

Ning Changchang had no objection to this, and said: "I came to the world from the ancient kingdom of the sun through the sea of samsara. This is the initial node, but for today's world, it belongs to" beyond history ". Even for baizang, I don't know that nao'e was Changxi, so... The shooting sun should be the midpoint, but it's hard to choose the major events before and after."

"What do you think is the beginning of history?" Lu asked

Ning has been in memory for a long time.

The creation of mythological logic must be rigorous, but rigorous does not mean delay. It is only three and a half months from the eclipse, and he must make a decision.

"What if I am not a God, but an ordinary man?" I'd rather say it for a long time.

"What?" Lu didn't react.

Ning explained: "if you want an ordinary person to choose the most important node in his life, what will he choose?"

Lu Jia thought for a while.

"Birth, marriage, birth, death..." she said, she thinks every day of life is very important, but these are generally nodes.

Ning long nodded and said, "that's good."

He raised his hand and landed gently in the kingdom of Jinwu.

In that village, he was born on the same day as she, and the whole village came. They looked solemn, as if they were dealing with a very solemn matter.

When he was 14 years old, he and she finished their wedding. He was not sure whether they were married that night. In short, the next day, they went out of the village with their swords on their backs and went to the world.

They didn't have children.

So according to the view of Lu Jiajia, the third picture shows Yi shooting at nine days, and then Jin Wu obeying.

The fourth picture is that he is killed by the cufu, which is also known to many ancient beings.

The memory becomes a real picture, and the shadow of fufu can't be described. Lu's only sight is that Zhongning, a pillar of light, has been bleeding for a long time with a sword, and his spirit is scattered in the wind alone.

"The last scene..."

Ning long raised his hand.

Looking at the position of his finger, Lu Jiajia saw a column of light rising from the ground. In the column of light, the picture was oppressive and dignified.

Ning Xiaoling is lying on the ground, her hair is scattered, and her pale cheeks are covered with light blood. The corpse Ning Qinshui is roaring in the hall, crawling towards the teenagers and girls. The sky is high and the moon is far away. Mrs. Bai's soul is hidden outside the hall, peeping through the candlestick.

The hall was dark and the candle was burning, but the boy who should have died opened his eyes.

Looking at this scene, Lu Jiajia shuddered. At that time, before she left Jianzong in a small blue and white sedan chair, her fate had quietly begun to run in the imperial city thousands of miles away.

Ning long dropped his arm, the sea of memory seems to be evacuated, breathing has become weak up.

Lu Qijia seized his hand, gently conveyed aura, and said, "today, have a good rest. You haven't had a good sleep for half a month."

Ning long shook his head, weak way: "nothing, I'm ok."

The five pillars of light are dying out one after another. What Ning Changjiu has just given is the first draft. He needs time and energy to inject more details to make them complete.

Ning long finish saying, then lightly lean on the body of the land marry, sleep in the past.

Lu Jiajia, holding him, also felt infinitely tired. In the past half a month, they practiced together day and night, and their spirit was constantly stimulated. They almost could no longer feel the existence of happiness and tended to be indifferent gods.

She holds Ning long, looking at the embryonic form of the well of embryo spirit, showing a gentle look.

It was an abyss on the edge of the kingdom of God.

The Qi of yin and Yang lingers in the abyss. Those Qi are entangled with each other. Under the basic logic of the grand ceremony of yin and Yang, the aura of the whole kingdom of Jinwu is put into it, and the "spirit" is formed under the support of the unique laws of the kingdom of God.

Soon after the emergence of these spirits, they would be broken up like foam and return to their wells. After the completion of their mother wells, they will become special life of the kingdom of God.

At the same time, the broken kingdom of Jinwu gradually became orderly.

Looking at the changes, Lu Jiajia felt like she was knitting her home.

In the days to come, they will recreate statues and temples, and gather the broken spark into the sun.

She sat in the humble kingdom of God, smiling softly, and unconsciously fell asleep.

When I wake up, Ning Changjiu is still a little confused.

He pressed down the fatigue of his body, and left Jinwu in his arms. He settled her on the bed of the main hall, tucked in the quilt, and then stuffed a doll made of fluff in her arms. Ning Changjiu quietly pushes the door of the hall and sees Shao Xiaoli meditating. His aura runs around.

Ning didn't disturb for a long time. He watched carefully for a while. After confirming that she didn't make mistakes because she was eager for quick success and instant benefit, his mind relaxed.

After Shao Xiaoli finished his practice, he looked back at Ning Changjiu and said with a smile, "master hasn't come to see my apprentice for many days, but you still know that you go to court occasionally."

Ning long guilt way: "really can't take away the body."

Shao Xiaoli looked at his bloodless lips and said, "master, you should be moderate. Don't strain yourself."

"Well, thank you for your concern."

"When will master pass on my inner door skills?"

"When do you want to learn?"

"Well..." Shao Xiaoli looked at his cheek, hesitated and said, "I'd better wait until master is busy."

As she said this, she grabbed a pear. After a few breath, she changed 76 kinds of sword techniques and peeled it clean. She cut it in half and handed it to Ning Changchang.

Ning took it for a long time. The moist pear touched the dry lips, and the juice gently flowed into the mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Shao Xiaoli asked expectantly that this was the only trivial thing she could do.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "the little pear is delicious."

Shao Xiaoli's face was slightly red. He lowered his head and chewed it.

She woke up soon after she married. She was dressed in a snow-white robe, holding a plush doll, her long hair around her waist was in a mess, and her sleepy eyes were still slightly red.

She walked up to them and said vaguely, "are you stealing again?"

Rather long will eat half of the pear handed to Lu married, said: "married also eat."

Lu Jiajia looked at him for a while, grabbed a plush doll and smashed it. Shao Xiaoli quickly went to peel a pear.

The three sat together. Lu Jiajia leaned back in her chair, grabbed the doll back and put it on her lap. She rubbed her temples and recovered a little bit.

"I'll go to Nanhuang in two days." Ning has eaten pears for a long time, and his hoarse voice is better.

Shao Xiaoli asked: "the southern wilderness is so dangerous. What do you do there?"

Lu Jiajia explained: "the spiritual power of the kingdom of Jinwu is not enough. It has a great influence on Jianzong when he told jiantianzong to devour the spiritual power. Soon after the curse of Nanhuang was lifted, there are countless spiritual powers in many uninhabited places, which can be absorbed by the kingdom of God."

Shao Xiaoli suddenly realized, nodded and asked, "do you need an apprentice to accompany you when you go to Nanhuang?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "no, you have a good rest in the clan. I'll come back as soon as possible."

Lu Jia nodded and agreed, but she didn't insist on following her. She was very familiar with the southern wilderness, and knew that although there were many exotic animals there, they were seriously polluted, and the realm was even lower. At this time, it should not be a problem for Ning to go in and out of the southern wilderness for a long time.

"Go early and come back early. If there is any delay on the way, remember to tell me from Jianshu that the elder who escaped from Hehuan sect still reported the news. If there is another time, I will be punished severely." Lu's arms encircled her chest and sternly told her.

Shao Xiaoli looked at her and thought that the teacher's wife was really fierce

"Yes, I do." Ning answered with a smile.

……

In summer, on a small street along the river in Nanzhou, willows are like smoke.

Liu Xiwan peeled the pear, handed it to Zhou Zhenyue and said, "elder martial sister, eat the pear."

Zhou Zhenyue also coughs a lot.

In the first battle of Tianhu peak, her Qi sea was pierced by Siming's sword. Now, even though she has recovered a lot, she still stays at the beginning of Wudao, and can't fall down or rise up.

It was useless to her.

Liu junzhuo sits by the window, taking her body as a small world, concentrating on her luck and cultivating her kendo.

On the contrary, the heart of her sword became stronger after many twists and turns, and there was a tendency to go to a higher level.

Liu Xiwan looks at the second elder martial sister's side face, and is always in a trance. It's not because of her heroism and beauty, but because she often thinks of the long-term hatred between Jiange and Ning. Although she vows in front of the second elder martial sister that she is committed to Jiange, she knows that her heart has never been firm.

She likes the second elder martial sister. Similarly, she can't live and die together with Ning for a long time. They are all good to themselves. They should have been two blessings, but now they are on the opposite side, which makes her worried.

In fact, Liu Xiwan can't hide his worries in front of the second elder martial sister.

Most of the time, Liu junzhuo basically acquiesced that he was carrying a little traitor with him.

But she is also powerless. This is her first time to accept a disciple. She has devoted a lot of effort. She will give her choice and opportunity, but after the choice, if she chooses to stand opposite to herself, she will be treated as a teacher and sister. She will never be merciful again.

Liu Jun Zhuowen's sword raising is over. She looks out of the window at the willow, and the heart of her sword is quiet.

"Younger martial sister, you don't have to take care of me here. It's too late for you to practice." Zhou Zhenyue suddenly opened her mouth and said seriously.

Liu junzhuo looked back at the elder martial sister's clear and pale face and said, "no delay. Although it's not as good as the cave in the sword Pavilion, it's also a quiet place. It's just right for me to practice Taoism. If there's nothing else to hinder me, I'll die together with my elder martial sister."

Liu Xiwan listened and nodded, his short hair swaying.

Zhou Zhenyue bowed her head, biting her lips, and her sword like eyebrows added sharpness: "we are not living in seclusion in the mountains and rivers, we just live here for a while. Our revenge has not been avenged, and our plan has not been achieved. Our master is still living in the North Sea. Keke... Keke, although the scenery here is good, we are sword practitioners, not scenery admirers... The aura here is too thin, junzhuo, if you continue to practice like this, It will only delay itself. "

Liu Jun's head is slightly lower. She is sitting by the bed. The Xuan paper and her neck are illuminated as white as snow.

When she was punished by her elder martial sister, she often thought that if she was in a higher level, she would take revenge. But at the moment, although her level was far higher than that of her elder martial sister, she was still modest.

Liu junzhuo said in a low voice: "the lesson of elder martial sister is just

Liu Xiwan volunteered: "I'll take care of the eldest martial sister."

"You are not as good as elder martial sister..." Liu junzhuo sighed.

"Well, we'll depend on each other." Liu Xiwan said weakly. Liu junzhuo is not too worried about their safety. She has been to Nanzhou for several months. She has seen the sword for thousands of miles and has not found any strong enemy“ But if I want to leave, where should I go? " Asked Liu junzhuo. Zhou Zhenyue said, "wherever you have plenty of aura, you can go." Liu junzhuo naturally understands this. She looked into the elder martial sister's eyes. They looked at each other for a while, and they both had the answer“ The central part of Nanzhou is a wasteland. No one has set foot in it for hundreds of years. It is full of spirit. Maybe there is a chance to scatter it. The younger martial sister can go there to dig a cave and shut up. She will come back when the master comes back by boating in the North Sea Zhou Zhenyue said. Liu junzhuo pondered for a long time, but he also had a resolution in his heart: "yes, younger martial sister, I will obey."