Beyond the Divine States

Night is the darkness that cannot be dissolved. In the turbulent Luo river, the flowing water is counteracting under the effect of spiritual power.

The roaring hurricane is wrapped in thunder, like a wheel running over the surface of the Luo river. The ruts left by those thunder and lightning contact with the water and continuously emit light. The whole river is covered by this light, which looks like a sun made of thunder and lightning is going to rise from the Luo river.

Siming holds Ye Chan palace and wraps her in his arms with a snow-white blanket. The lightning sun outlines the outline, but the arc from the invasion can't touch them.

Looking at Ye Chan Palace's tender face and slender hands, Siming always has an unreal feeling of holding the moon in the water in his arms.

In front of him, Bai Zang followed Ye Chan palace, repressed his anger for so many days, and finally let it out in the face of the bronze God foal.

The river is already a huge bowl with a deep concave surface. Bai Zang wields a pair of jade fists, but they blow out tens of millions of strength. Those forces are like throwing stone tools to attack a city. Every stroke is very powerful. Thousands of deep pits have been smashed out of the water. The bronze horse hisses and resists. However, Bai Zang takes the golden spear as a ladder to reach the top of his head. His five fingers are like hooks and twist his black helmet, Press it hard under the water.

Boom!

The loud noise exploded.

"In the sun? What's sun exposure? "

Siming thinks that this word is not simple. She looks at the Luohe River in front of her and wants to help baizang. But seeing that the master is still calm, she also thinks that she should inherit the quiet Qi of the school.

Ye Chan palace way: "first of all to find a sun."

Siming immediately thought of Ning Changchang, soft lips half pursed, euphemistic way: "then we should hurry to the ancient lingzong?"

Ye Chan palace whispered: "he is not in the ancient lingzong."

Simang didn't know her exact intention, so he asked her worry: "three horses have come, what is the projection of the Lord himself... What is the power of Tianji? Master, are you really confident? "

Ye Chan palace gently shook his head and said, "go to Luohe first."

"To the Luo river?" Siming didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Ye Chan palace recalled: "Shao Xiaoli was the river god of the Luohe River. At that time, the Luohe River was so vast that it was not exhausted to its present size. There used to be a hundred Li palace along the Luohe River, but it had already been destroyed. There was a jade water building at the bottom of the Luohe River. I don't know if the site is still there."

Simang didn't know exactly what kind of feelings Ye Chan palace had for Luo God. But now the Luo river is full of waves and thunder. They can chat leisurely by the river. It's just a big white tiger fighting for them.

"In which section of the river?" Asked simang.

Ye Chan palace looked at the Luo river and said, "it's almost near here. You can see it when you go into the river."

Siming felt the colder and colder body of yechan palace and asked, "can your body really hold?"

Ye Chan palace way: "on this quiet, no harm."

Siming nodded, stepped on the black sword, and swept the river with his master.

On the Luohe River, a large amount of water evaporates and turns into white gas with extremely high concentration, which is intercepted by the field of lightning. The temperature of the white gas is extremely high, making this minefield like the real sun.

Ye Chan palace reaches out her little hand and reaches into this chaotic field where thunder and steam coexist. A moment later, she retracts her hand. Her hand has no scar, but it is still cold.

This is not the real sun.

Just at this moment, the underwater golden light burst, and the Centaur's god horse with a long gun broke through the water and hit baizang back.

Even if the bronze horse is a inferior horse, it is the home battle in the year of Tianji. Baizang has lost his throne and power, and his strength has been sealed by the dragon's bone. At the moment, he can't destroy these antique looking bronze horses.

The bronze god horse presses back baizang's figure, and then throws his long gun, whistling at baizang.

In front of Bai hiding, the broken silver is like a moth, which precisely pours on the golden spear, devours its awn and slows it down.

The half humanoid God of war on Shenju erupts into a dignified low drink. The golden gun rotates at high speed and wants to throw away the silver moths. However, baizang's body bounces out like a cheetah. Taking the bridge as a bridge, she jumps with the help of her strength, tramples on the long gun, then shows her sharp claws, and then pounces on the bronze God Ju like a fierce tiger.

In baizang's life before she became a God, she hunted countless horses. Even after thousands of years, the convenience of power and God's power made her teeth and claws no longer as sharp as before, but her hunting instinct was always engraved in her bones.

Baizang is enjoying the battle.

Although her opponent was a monster she didn't like half a year ago, she found the feeling of competing with the ancient god when she was young. Even if she was forced to retreat for a moment, as long as she fancied the other party as a woman or a commander in chief, she immediately killed her heart, let alone dismember the horse.

The silver girl's two fists bombed, and the silver debris flew around her body, just like thousands of arbitrary swords.

She and the bronze God foal you come and I go to kill, the bronze God foal finally fell behind, left a lot of small wounds on the body, wearing armor on the half of the people, armor even appeared fine cracks.

Although baizang has the blade protection like snow, the sea of Qi is no longer the real ocean at the moment. It will be exhausted and tired.

Seeing Siming and yechan palace coming to Luohe, baizang relaxed a little and said coldly, "why did you watch the opera so long? Come on up and help! This horse is not very strong. Let's kill it in one go! "

Bai Zang said this, but watched them open up the river and sink into it.

"Ah, ah! wait! What are you doing? The horse is here Baizang raised his slender forearm and pointed at the bronze horse, shouting.

Simang's cold voice said: "I'll go with my master to visit the ruins of Luoshen mansion. I'll come back later. Little white cat, you can support yourself first."

"You... You!" Bai Zang was so angry that he jumped and said, "the enemy is at hand. Can you have a sense of crisis?"

At the time of shouting, the Luoshui river was closed, leaving baizang alone, dazed in the face of the mountain like bronze horse.

The bronze horse had been tilted by the collision of Bai Zang before. Now it was in the right position. The horse's hooves stepped lightly. As soon as the golden spear was shaken, the golden pupil in the black iron armor lit up and gave off a frightening golden light.

Bai Zang was even more angry. She turned her grief into strength and roared at the bronze horse. She rolled up her sleeves and yelled at the bronze horse: "what are you staring at? What's the right of you to stare at me? "

After Bai Zang scolded, he swung his fist at the bronze horse again.

She always thinks this scene is strange... What is this? The main force of military affairs has nothing to do with their own to go for a leisurely trip. The fallen Lord of God went out of his life to fight a civil war? Who is the steadfast and loyal fighter against the Dark Lord!

Baizang can't help but think of the unique skill of wanhumen.

She stared at the horse, not sure whether its heart was in the body of a man or in the body of a horse.

The confrontation between the two was only an instant. Soon, the fierce fighting broke through Luohe River again, and the battle between baizang and bronze Shenju continued.

The bottom of the extremely deep Luo river is calm.

At the moment, yechan palace is more illusory against the background of water waves. It really looks like the moon in the water.

They easily cut open the undercurrent at the bottom of the water, and moved at a high speed in the turbid waves.

In the muddy sand, the debris of the building appeared. They were buried in the soil, covered with algae, climbing many snails. The density of these debris became higher and higher, and soon something was isolated in front of them.

In front of a gray, ruins seem to disappear in front of us.

"It's like a peach curtain, but the grade is much higher." Ye Chan Palace said so. She stretched out her little hand from the white blanket and fell gently in front of her.

Ripples come from your fingers.

Something was picked out, and then the gray fog disappeared. They were like a drop of water, penetrating into the broader and clearer ocean.

In front of her, a new looking small attic is built in the water. This is different from Siming's imagination. She thought she would see the splendid Dragon Palace, but what she saw is just a two-story mahogany building. It looks very simple and crude. It doesn't look like Luoshen should have

"Is it here?" Simang didn't believe it.

"Well." Yechan palace nodded. She pillowed in Siming's arms, opened her eyes slightly, looked at the small building in front of her, and said: "this world is held up by an ancient god's elixir, which has been covered by curtains for thousands of years, but has not been found by other monks..."

"Maybe it's the bitter cold in the north." Said Siming.

The monastic environment in the north is much worse than that in the south. They have traveled for many days, and they have hardly seen any monastic in the purple court. Moreover, this place is close to shenhualou. Although there is no clear division of Luohe River, many people default that they are in the territory of shenhualou, so they dare not dig treasure in front of shenhualou.

All sorts of reasons make the small building well preserved.

"But there is no magic weapon in it." Yechan Palace Road.

She knew that when God Luo died, she was alone.

"What's hidden there?" Asked simang.

Ye Chan palace gently shook his head and said, "I don't know. Go and have a look."

Siming raised his head, looked up at the sky and worried: "is it really OK to leave a man to deal with that horse? If it's Tianji... "

She is not willing to compromise a general.

Ye Chan Gong said: "in the chivalrous script, the master often doesn't make a move. Once any master makes a move, it will be no longer mysterious. No matter how powerful the moves are, there will be traces to follow. Only when there is no move can we have the unknown and infinite power. "

Simang suddenly realized that the master was worthy of being the master, and they had to be so calm in order to frighten Tianji. After all, with baizang's lessons, Tianji should also be able to measure the opportunity to do it by themselves.

What's more, with the master's ability, there must be some unidentified means

Siming asked in a low voice, "master... What moves do we hide?"

Ye Chan palace calm way: "nothing."

All of a sudden, simang felt from the bottom of his heart that master and Ning Changchang were worthy of being a couple.

Siming didn't say anything more. She moved the river lightly with her toes. Her beautiful long hair danced in the water and floated in the slow flow. The sky blue light reflected on her face. In her gorgeous face, the shadow of the red chamber fell in her pupils. It was as beautiful as if she was the God of Luohe River who had left her family for a long time. She returned to the elegant residence after a thousand years.

The lightning and silver light above make Luohe like a whole piece of jade. In the flowing light, simang's figure floats to the gate of the Red Mansion.

She looked up and suddenly found a lantern hanging on the eaves. The lantern had faded many colors, and now it looked only slightly pale.

And on the wooden lattice of the window, it seems that there are still pieces of red paper.

There was a strange premonition in Siming's heart.

She gently pushed the door open.

In the creaking sound of opening the door, there was a faint light coming in. That's the light of the red candle... Siming saw the candle on the desk. It should be the ever burning lamp in ancient times, but it hasn't been put out yet.

Siming took a look at the layout and decoration of the room. She knew that yechan palace didn't say anything. She fell from Siming's arms, wrapped in a blanket, and approached the only candle. She seemed to find a trace of warmth in the weak light, and her tender hand came up to warm it.

Siming walked gently in the small building. She wanted to go to the second floor, but she found that the stairs on the second floor were blocked by debris. Although she could break through the void easily, since Luoshen didn't want people to go up, she also stopped politely.

The small building is not big. Let alone any magic weapon, even a valuable object can't be seen.

She returned to the master's side, went to the awkward wooden table, and found that one foot of the wooden table was twisted, and there was a thin book under it.

Simang went out curious and took out a look.

"Si... A complete collection of Xihe cuisine?" Simang was so surprised that he thought that Zhao Xiang'er had a face to write? No wonder it was used to cushion the corner of the table.

She flipped through it, and then thought that the book should be renamed Xifan's 100 cooking methods.

Si Ming took the book and planned to meet Zhao Xiang'er in the future.

Then she found that the master was looking at the candle, and it was very quiet.

"Master... What's the matter?" Siming went to yechan palace.

At the moment, yechan palace is too small, even when it is standing, the top of the head can surpass simang's small arm.

Ye Chan Palace said: "here is a book."

She picked up the candlestick and took a picture on the desk. Then an old book with a blank cover appeared.

Siming picked up the book and asked, "can I read it?"

Ye Chan palace whispered: "this is the thing of Luo God, I have no right to make a decision."

Shao Xiaoli's things... Simang nodded gently, thinking that I had not read Xiaoli's, he picked up the book which was not too thick and began to read it.

When I saw the first page, simang's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"September 20.

Three days have passed since the appointed day. Why didn't he keep the appointment? Has something happened? Or, the original agreement was to make me feel at ease, and he never put it on his mind... "

……

……

Zhongtu, Nanming sea, outside the ethereal building.

Yu Qing, with a lotus crown on her head and a long robe painted in landscape ink, came in an instant.

She looked at the collapsed platform, at the huge pit where sea water poured in, and at the sudden waves. She frowned and immediately waved her hand to calm the sea.

She is one of the owners of the fourth floor. She is naturally close to the gods. She can't identify the breath of the gods wrong... Has any gods come to Nanming?

If God comes tomorrow, this battle is bound to kill people.

Do you want to kill that young man or Lu Jiajia?

Yu Qing has no time to think too much. At the moment, there is no figure on the sea.

She immediately closed the ethereal building, and declared that it would be closed to death. She would never leave the building unless the Lord of the kingdom of God gave a direct order.

On the sea, a golden crow is flying at a speed beyond imagination.

Ning Changjiu, Lu Jiajia and Liu Xiwan were among the three.

When Ning Changchang saw the golden spear, he had already counted it in his heart. Then the sea breeze meditated, and it seemed that there would be a rainstorm. In the future, the sound of the horse's hooves would sound far away. If the sea was a drum, then the horse's hooves would be a drumstick with a strong sense of rhythm.

Tianji

Ning Changchang doesn't know much about Tianji, but he's not stupid either. Although he is not what he used to be, he will not challenge the Twelve Gods until he is fully sure. What's more, at the moment, he is dragging his family with his family. His first choice is to avoid fighting for a while, to test the opponent's reality first, and then wait for the opportunity to fight back.

In Jinwu's kingdom of God, Liu Xiwan looks up at the four shining pillars and sees countless dazzling pictures.

"Is this the bird you used to scare me?" "I didn't expect that there was such a huge world hidden in it," Liu said

"Well, this is the kingdom of Jinwu." Ning Changchang said: "the sun above has forged countless swords. If you don't obey me one day, I'll throw you in."

"Well, to scare children?" Liu Xiwan gave a sneer.

Looking at the tailing well in the distance and the increasingly orderly world, Lu asked, "can you control this country now?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I can draw some strength from it and turn it into my own use, but I can't really control it."

"Because of mythological logic?" Lu Jia guessed the reason.

"Yes." Ning long nodded.

"You remember the last pillar most clearly. It should not be difficult." "When will it be completed?" she asked

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Lu caught his subtle emotional change and asked softly, "what's the matter? Is there something wrong with mythological logic? "

Ning long was silent for a moment, and said: "well, I don't know why, I can't build the last pillar of mythological logic perfectly... I didn't think it would be too troublesome and didn't tell you about it, but the later I came, the more I realized the thorniness of it."

Lu Jia's clear eyes flashed and asked, "is there any mistake in the myth ahead?"

Ning Changchang said: "it should not be... It's not so much a mistake as the myth in front of me is not powerful enough. The logical chain of their final rebirth with me is broken."

"Rebirth? What rebirth? " Liu Xiwan was surprised. She once saw a part of Ning Changchang's secret buried in the deep. At that time, she thought it was Ning Changchang's previous life, but she did not think of such a mysterious thing as time reversal.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia looked at each other with a dignified look.

Except for the time when the elder sister came, he only told his wife the secret of his rebirth.

Lu immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and the crux of it.

At the beginning, they built the myth logic based on the most important nodes of life. The long awakening of Zhongning in the palace of Zhao kingdom is an indispensable link, because it is the junction of destruction and rebirth, which symbolizes the beginning of this life, but

What is the inevitable relationship between Ning Changchang's awakening and the four myths in front of him?

They clearly know that there is no such thing.

Ning Changchang was able to wake up in the imperial city on that day because ye Chan palace, at the last moment of his previous life, stabbed him with a sword and hid the moon branch into his body. At the same time, it took 12 years to turn back the moon branch.

But

Looking back 12 years... This matter is not only too mysterious, the most important thing is that for the present world, it does not exist at all! Let alone express it clearly with mythological logic

As a result, there is an obvious but impossible fault between the fourth and fifth pillars.

Therefore, even if we build it for a long time, the separation of the last pillar and the front pillar is likely to be a hidden danger.

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "don't think about these things at the moment. That thing has caught up."

"That thing?" "What is it?" Lu asked

Ning Changchang said: "if you don't guess wrong, it should be the God's heavenly steed..."

Liu Xiwan was surprised again. She thought that the spear was something like the spear of Poseidon. Now when she heard the truth, her brain was more disordered than her hair: "I'm just a beginner, and I'm going to fight against God? How could this be more dangerous than the sword pavilion? "

Ning sighed for a long time, but said with a smile: "this is the end of being a traitor."

Liu Xiwan raised his head and looked at a water mirror rising from Jinwu. The picture reflected by the water mirror was what Jinwu saw.

They are flying on the sea of Nanming now. There are no stars and moon in the sky. It's dark and the world is covered with strange silver gray.

"Where are we going?" Asked Liu Xiwan.

Ning Changchang said: "go to the no man's land in the depth of Nanming."

"Why?"

"God was born to protect order and should care for the common people. But at this moment, the order to kill us is higher than everything else. He will not care about the lives of the rest of the creatures." Ning Changchang said: "although we act in the name of righteousness, we should not disturb all living beings."

At the beginning, the sage started the war of god five hundred years ago. In order to avoid the disaster of innocent people, he tried his best to move mountains and cities before clearing out a battlefield.

Looking at him, Liu Xiwan can't help but think of what Ke Wenzhou said: "one saint in five hundred years of the world

Lu Jiajia is not listening to Ning Changjiu. She stares at the water mirror, her sword eyes squint, and a cold light comes out.

"We seem to be trapped." Lu said. Before the words were heard, the sound of thousands of horse's hoofs played almost at the same time, just like a sudden rainstorm. On the water mirror, a shadow appeared like a ghost. It was a pale and handsome Centaur figure. The Centaur was holding a straight golden gun in his hand. The color of silver flowed on his body. On his back, hundreds of Silver Blades broke open and pierced out. They were half hanging and half unfolding, just like the wings of blades. Silver God colt stopped the way, the golden spear has been raised.