Beyond the Divine States

I have seen the immortal for a long time. He was stunned for a long time in Ning. He quickly looked at Lu Jiajia, touched his cheek and held his breath. Lu didn't notice anything. She was still packing her clothes and playing with dolls. Ning long helplessly glared at Shao Xiaoli, grabbed the pear and knocked her head. Shao Xiaoli is already a graceful woman, but she still sticks out her tongue like a little girl“ What are you doing? " Lu Jia slightly noticed the difference and turned back. I saw two people standing normally, no difference. Lu Jia frowned and turned her head. Rather than go to see Shao Xiaoli, he said casually, "I'll go back to the pavilion to practice for a while." Ning Changjiu went back to the room alone. He looked at the paintings hanging on the wall. Maybe it was a coincidence that one of them was Dayi shooting the sun. After appreciating the painting, he called out Jinwu. Ning's long-term look suddenly became dignified. For the time being, he put aside the thoughts that came out when he wanted to talk with the immortal last night, and his mind was calm and unified. He came to September 28, and the stars did not change. On the 29th, everything was still calm. Time went on to the 30th. That night, like a virtuous new wife, Lu Jiajia personally cleaned the hall of the patriarch inside and outside. Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli also went up to help. After cleaning the hall and packing their bags, Lu Jiajia carefully closed the door, looking rather reluctant. She will once again leave this place full of memories where she lived as a child. Ning long took her hand“ It's always going to leave. " Ning Changjiu said with a faint smile: "I also like it here, but after all, Sifeng is not the Lingluo fruit tree on the mountain. It can't be transplanted."“ What is Lingluo? " Shao Xiaoli asked. Ning Changchang said, "a kind of fruit that helps to cultivate Taoism. I used to feed it to my wife." Lu Jia gave him a faint look. Shao Xiaoli in the side, she did not attack. The three left with their swords. Midnight. Spring scale month passed, Shao Xiaoli wanted to celebrate two, but suddenly noticed something wrong: "it seems to be dark." Lu said: "maybe it's a cloud..." Ning long nodded and didn't think much, but just for a moment, a chill suddenly surged from his toes to his brain. He raised his head abruptly and his pupils shrank. The sky is cloudless and starry. The moon disappeared.