Beyond the Divine States

Ke Wenzhou's sword is both a sword and an order.

After killing Ning for a long time, the sword made of starlight couldn't bear the sword meaning that hadn't been seen for 500 years. It exploded in the air and turned into the most gorgeous fireworks.

This firework is exploded in the void, and it is already a large fuzzy light in the perspective of the human world.

But the sword Pavilion, which is thousands of miles away, saw it.

Looking at the suddenly bright night sky, Zhou Zhenyue took out her sword and walked into the courtyard, shaking the copper bell of the sword.

The rest of the disciples also came to the courtyard one after another. Among the 14 disciples of the sword Pavilion, there are 13 others besides Liu Xiwan. Now, Liu junzhuo is the highest among the disciples of the sword Pavilion.

"The light of sword flourishes in the night sky... Master's order has been issued, and the last day is coming." Zhou Zhenyue said.

Only Zhou Zhenyue knew the most complete instructions of the sword sage to them.

Moreover, when Jiansheng gives her instructions, she does not convey them in an ordinary way. Instead, she embeds her consciousness in her mind. Only when the event really happens and her pupils see it, will the memory hidden in the sea of knowledge wake up.

Liu junzhuo asked, "what instructions did master convey?"

Zhou Zhenyue said: "Master said that after the light of the sword flourished in the night sky, the 73rd cave of the sword pavilion was opened, where all the sword spirits accumulated in the past 500 years of the sword Pavilion were gathered. All the disciples of the whole pavilion went to the cave for 45 days. After 45 days, we will set out together."

The disciples were puzzled, and they had all kinds of questions

"Why 45 days?"

"Together? Where are you going? "

"Where is master now and what is he going to do?"

Zhou Zhenyue pressed her hand, stopped their questioning, and said: "you don't need to do anything, just follow the school. Now the cave has opened, come with me... 45 days later, we will set out and arrive there, then..."

Zhou Zhenyue hesitated for a while. In order to stabilize the hearts of her disciples, she still chose to say, "at that time, it will be the day when master becomes a saint."

This sentence is very simple, but it makes the whole courtyard quiet. Sanctification... These two words are real wildfire, burning their hearts.

As a result, 45 days, which seems to be a short time, seems to be a long time.

They no longer have any doubt. They all follow the instructions of the eldest martial sister and enter the cave.

The elder martial sister stopped slightly and looked at Liu junzhuo, "younger martial sister?"

Liu junzhuo looks back. She takes her eyes away from the light fading sky. The woman closes her eyes and is silent for a while. She shakes her head gently, picks up a lock of hair, and says in a soft voice, "well... Nothing."

……

The sky over Nanming is full of thunder and rain.

Shao Xiaoli is running wildly in the heavy rain. In the vast white rain and fog, it seems that she is alone in the world.

Sometimes she ran wildly with her sword, sometimes she fell down in the mud... She couldn't maintain her mood, and the feeling of Tao heart swaying made her unable to maintain her stability.

On the Bank of Nanming, the girl was so weak that she fainted to the ground.

The rain flowed into her mouth and nose, and Shao Xiaoli was choked. She coughed and fainted in her mind.

Faint feeling, recently had a dream one by one floating on the heart, the impact of the sea, so that her mind shudder.

She saw the winding river, the stockade on both sides of the river, and the little red building protected by water at the bottom of the river... Finally, she stood up with a knife in her wedding dress, facing the sunset.

The memory flashed in her mind. Suddenly, she thought of the Taoist method that the master asked her to practice.

From duanjie city to Nanzhou, she has been practicing this kind of Taoist method for several months. Today, she has come up with the name of Luoshen Fu.

This is the only way that belongs to her.

In the heavy rain, Shao Xiaoli opened his arms.

After flowing through the body, the trickle of Tao and Dharma turned into a great power to take care of heaven and earth.

The heavy rain is slowing down.

Then, all the raindrops are still in the air. They are connected and condensed to form a complete river.

The river was rolling around her.

This is the complete Luo river.

To the world, Luo river is the long river in the northwest, but to her, it is only a concept. Luohe is the place where Luoshen lives.

Luohe is famous for her.

At this moment, Shao Xiaoli stepped into the five paths.

But she could not find a trace of joy, she looked at Nanming empty above, looking at the sea, boat like broken wood, long lost.

Master... Xiao Li has five ways. Xiao Li is qualified to fight with you

Where are you

At this moment, on the sea of Nanming, Lu Jiajia, who was crazy like plundering, was held on her shoulder by something. She looked back and found that it was the fragments of the sun that had resisted most of the damage for her.

She picked up the fragment and understood something.

Above, at the top.

The sea of ruins has gradually closed.

The sword saint's shocking sword and Ning Changchang's body disappear together.

Ke Wenzhou stares at Xuhai. He is too easy to win, so he can't be sure whether he really killed Ning Changjiu. He is silent for a moment, pushes out two fingers with his left hand, cuts Xuhai again, and passes a sword Qi to him.

Then, his brows locked more tightly,

The sea of ruins is empty. The body of Ning long seems to have disappeared!

……

Ancient lingzong.

Sitting on the throne, Ning Xiaoling felt the ripples in the sea of knowledge, and her body was always shaking uncontrollably.

In Tongxin, she heard the elder martial brother's advice for a long time.

She was not sure whether she could do it or not. She only knew that she had to do it.

These days, Ning Xiaoling's consciousness has long established contact with the reincarnation sea. At this moment, she urges all her strength and almost integrates herself with it.

There seems to be something lurking in the sea of knowledge, about to break through the thick darkness and rush out.

Ning Xiaoling's heart is beating wildly.

The thick darkness was pierced, and terror came out of it.

It was a dark plumed snake.

It is a real existence, or a symbol of reincarnation sea.

The feather snake comes out of the darkness, stretches out her huge body, entangles her consciousness, strangles and devours her, and becomes the nourishment of Xuhai.

Ning Xiaoling felt the pain of suffocation. Her consciousness was strangled and her body was convulsed. She grew up and tried to breathe the air. At the same time, she raised her head and gazed at the bloody mouth of the feather snake, fighting against the magic of reincarnation sea.

When people are on the verge of suffocation, there are always many illusions in their mind.

The faces of the master and the elder martial brother flashed alternately and became more and more blurred... Sister Xiang'er's Sassou and heroic posture, sister xueci's slightly bad smile, and Jiuyou's poems, which she usually dislikes most, flashed in her mind one by one. Their sounds and smiles were like needles on her skin, trying to keep herself awake.

"There are nine cangs at the top and nine springs at the bottom. All the ministers of the underworld are my own. "

"Elder martial brother, you... You are such a person!"

"I'll bring my elder martial brother back when I'm poor and blue."

"Elder martial brother, let's live here in the future..."

“……”

Ning Xiaoling seems to feel the knife in the dark. She doesn't know where the knife comes from. She just holds it and stabs at the darkness in front of her!

Memories flow back like a long river, and in a twinkling of an eye, they return to the moment when they first met.

The little girl with a thin and pale face raised her head, her eyes flashing, alert and afraid. She raised her head, looked at the boy in white who was watching her, and asked:

"But... Who are you?"

Boom!

In the sea of knowledge, the roar of the feather snake sounded. The girl shivered all over. Her arm and blade rowed down together and stabbed the bone out of each other's flesh.

She doesn't know whether these are images in the sea or illusions, but it is also at this moment that, as the king of the underworld, she finally grasped the power of the underworld - reincarnation!

Reincarnation sea also recognized her at this moment.

The consciousness extends at a high speed and crosses the nothingness of the sea of samsara. The white figure is found in the huge ocean. The figure is as broken as a piece of cloth. Only the sea of Qi and the purple court are in good condition. It is the habitat of Jianling and Jinwu.

His body is dead, and his broken spirit floats alone.

Elder martial brother

Ning Xiaoling's heart beat faster and faster, almost ringing in his ears.

"Reincarnation!"

She opened her hand and roared as loud as she could, her shaking voice almost hoarse.

Power is at this moment. The sea of reincarnation, which has been sleeping for thousands of years, finally wakes up. All the power of power has been instilled into the body of the boy in white!

……

After the sea of samsara starts, the spirit of Ning long-term damage re condenses in it.

In the long darkness, Ning Xiaoling's white spirit holds Ning Changjiu's hand.

At this time, Ning long looks like a child.

"Mother?"

"No, I'm not your mother. You can call me sister

"Sister... Sister?"

"Well."

"What's my sister's name?"

"Well... Ning Xiaoling, what about you? It's called Ning Changjiu. It's everlasting."

Rather long... Forever

Soon, Ning Changjiu's spirit became a seven or eight year old boy.

"Where are we going?"

"Go to a place where you can see the light. Keep up with your sister. Don't get lost."

"What happens if you get lost?"

"Lost... Sister will be very sad."

Reincarnation with two people rising rapidly. Ning Xiaoling's spirit has not changed, but Ning Changjiu is already thirteen or fourteen years old“ I've always had a dream recently. "“ What do you dream of? "“ I often see a Taoist temple. It's very familiar. It's like I've lived there since I was a child. There are seven people in it... No, eight people! "“ Well, my sister will take you there in the future. "“ Sister... Did you know me very early? "“ Why do you ask? "“ Well... I always feel very kind. Were we husband and wife in our previous life? "“ Well... Yes, when Xiao Changjiu grows up, do you want to marry my sister? "“ The young man blushed and nodded imperceptibly. The reincarnation sea is rising rapidly. Ning Changjiu is sixteen or seventeen years old. He and Ning Xiaoling hold hands and look at the top together“ Are we coming? " Ning Changchang asked“ Well Ning Xiaoling nodded: "it's coming."“ Actually, I remember it all. "“ What do you think of? Sister but... "Ning Xiaoling said half of the words, she saw that Ning Changjiu had changed back to the original appearance, he was looking at himself gently, with a smile on his face“ Sister Ning Changjiu smiles gently“ Ah... Elder martial brother. " Ning Xiaoling bit her lips and hung her head down, as if crying and laughing. I held her for a long time“ Xiaoling is the one who grows up. " He said“ Elder martial brother, don't be hurt so badly in the future... "Ning Xiaoling choked slightly:" if you hurt more seriously, Xiaoling won't recognize you. "“ Well, elder martial brother, I promise you I'd rather say it for a long time. They held each other in silence. At the end of reincarnation sea, Ning Xiaoling took the opportunity to kiss his side face and said in a soft voice, "elder martial brother, I've got you back." In the temple of the ancient nether world, in the gate behind the temple, the samsara sea boils. In the hall, the door is closed, and the figure of fish king and Jiuyou has disappeared. The lonely red building stops at the gate of the ancient lingzong. The bronze god horse disappears. The keel of the death row is put on baizang's neck again. Siming holds baizang and waits in the small building. She stares at the extinguished long bright candle on the table. The sadness in her eyes is like thick fog. At the moment, ye Chan palace with cold hands and feet is standing at the gate of Youming ancient country. The white skirt that doesn't fit seems to be a little loose. Nine you and fish King nervously look at this uninvited guest. I saw the petite girl stretched out her finger to the closed door and gently pointed it up. There is a little pure power on the fingertips. Life. Ning Xiaoling's reincarnation can bring Ning Changjiu's spirit out of the ruins, while yechan Palace's life can repair his broken body. The gate of the back hall opened. In the deep darkness, a white figure was lifted out by the current of reincarnation sea and fell into the hall gently. The snow clad boy lay quietly in the middle of the hall. On the throne of the nether world, Ning Xiaoling also opened her eyes. Her spirit experienced a short and hasty life in the sea of reincarnation. The girl suddenly came back and saw the boy lying in the temple. She immediately rushed to the boy's side. In the hall of light and shadow shaking, the girl in the pear colored skirt knelt on his side and gently called his name. In Zifu, Jinwu's kingdom of God, a bunch of bright lights mixed with the pictures before the collapse suddenly rose from the ruins of the last pillar. The picture in the pillar overlaps with what happened in the temple of the nether world! For this world, it does not exist to go back 12 years. Therefore, the logic loophole of the original "rebirth" pillar can not be remedied by him. So he might as well be reborn. This is the witness of heaven and earth, there are traces of rebirth! The brand-new pillar is extremely bright. Together with the four pillars in front of it, it perfectly supports the whole kingdom of God without any mistakes! The sky is dim and the earth is dark. In the netherworld temple, the young man who should have died opened his eyes. At the same time, in Nanming sea, the sword saint who was looking for his sword and wanted to go stopped. He looked back and looked into the distance, as if facing the enemy.