Beyond the Divine States

Rather long dream is orderly.

He can clearly feel that he is swimming in the sea. The sea holds him and gently touches his body. There is no cold and salty feeling. And in the dark sea, it seems that there are many darker things hidden.

He swam toward the dark floating in the sea.

After approaching, Ning long found that it was a spirit swallower.

Are you in the sea of samsara? Or a dream after a coma?

He didn't feel any danger, so he didn't think about it. He swam to the devours.

Ning long first saw, is a half body monster. The monster is like a combination of countless monsters, with the beak of an eagle, the horn of a rhinoceros and a thick hemp like tangled hair. Its bloody pupils are shimmering, staring at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changchang reaches out his hand to connect the other party's consciousness, only to find that there are dozens of different voices in the other party's mind arguing, confused, and its self-consciousness has collapsed in this confusion.

Ning long took back his hand and continued to swim forward.

In the dark, every time he marched a certain distance, he could see similar lives. These lives had spent a long time in the sea of ruins. Most of them had fused with each other and became real monsters, unable to communicate.

And some of them seem to be in the form of independent monsters, but they still retain a more complete consciousness.

Ning long tried to communicate with some of them.

"Can you hear me?" Ning Changchang asked.

"Yes."

"What were you before you died?"

"Chalky snake."

"How long have you been here?"

"I don't know."

"Why are you here?"

"Cheated."

"Cheating? Who cheated you? "

"The ghost above."

For most creatures, their first impression of the Dark Lord is a ghost.

"Where does the ghost come from?" Ning Changchang asked.

"I don't know, but it resents the star." Said the chalky snake.

"Hate this star?"

"Yes, it resents the sun and everything here. It's not credible. "

Chalky snake said, the short-term soberness also disappeared, it opened the dark, full of rows of white teeth of the mouth, toward Ning long bite.

Ning avoided the past easily for a long time.

The chalky snake disappeared into the darkness.

Ning long continued to swim forward, he found a few more complete consciousness body to communicate, and got the same answer. Like chalky snakes, they don't stay awake for long. Once the ghosts are mentioned, fear will drive them crazy.

I'd rather go upstream by intuition.

He could feel that the samsara sea was already a dead sea, and now it began to recover and flow.

I don't know how long after that, he could see the stars outside. He knew that he was close to the edge.

Outside is the Dark Lord and the starry sky.

This is the sea where only the soul swallowing people are left to live. I'd rather float alone for a long time.

"Elder martial brother... Elder martial brother!"

After a long time, the girl's familiar call rang out.

"Xiaoling..." Ning long time back to God.

He turned his head and saw a snow-white girl floating behind him, her long hair tied up at the end, swimming towards him like a mermaid.

Ning Changchang's consciousness is also vague: "Xiaoling, how are you here?"

Ning Xiaoling leisurely stopped, her hands akimbo, bulging face, very angry way: "elder martial brother! If you want to be in a coma, you should be in a coma. How can your consciousness always run to the reincarnation sea? Every time I want my younger martial sister to bring you back... Ah, why are you so restless, elder martial brother? "

Ning Changjiu asked, "have I run here many times?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "well, not five or six times, but seven or eight times!"

Ning Changjiu said, "maybe something is attracting me here."

Ning Xiaoling looked around and said, "attract you? The reincarnation sea has nothing but soul swallowers and blind scale fish. Eh... Does elder martial brother want to go outside? "

Then the girl reached out and pointed to the outside world.

Ning long looked at the faint starlight coming from the junction and nodded: "maybe."

Ning Xiaoling still puffed her face and said, "don't go outside. Everyone is waiting for you to wake up."

"Waiting for me to wake up?"

Ning long recalled the picture before his coma.

He defeated the swordsman and put away his sword.

The wind and light retreated from the void.

He opened his arms, closed his eyes, and fell freely from the void.

The sky is farther and farther away from him, and the sea is closer and closer to him.

As he passed through the clouds, he saw two familiar figures rushing towards him.

Then he felt like he was in a warm embrace, and then he remembered nothing.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Ning Changchang asked.

"Ten days to count." Ning Xiaoling sighed gently, took his hand and said, "by the way, master has been sleeping."

"Master?" Ning Changjiu was slightly stunned and asked, "what's the matter with master?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "I don't know. Sister xueci said that the master needs to bask in the sun, so... Now the master is sleeping beside you. Brother Taiyang should wake up soon."

Ning Changjiu nods his head gently. He holds hands with his younger martial sister, who is so familiar with him that she takes him through the boundless darkness and swims towards the netherworld temple in the center.

Ning Changjiu asked: "what happened recently?"

Ning Xiaoling thought about it, shook her head and said: "no, there are snow porcelain sister and white hide in, bad people dare not come."

"Baizang?"

"Well, she's a cat now. It's easy to bully."

"Where's the swordsman? Is he still alive? " Ning Changjiu immediately thought of Ke Wenzhou.

He was not sure whether he had killed Ke Wenzhou completely with his best sword.

Ning Xiaoling said: "master and sister xueci went to search together, but they didn't find Jiansheng's body... Maybe they were swept to other places by the waves."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Ke Wenzhou's internal organs have been corroded. At the moment, it's just a puppet body. Even if it's still alive, it's just the end of the crossbow. When I wake up, I'll go to find him myself."

Ning Xiaoling listened and began to smile, revealing her porcelain like teeth: "Hmm! Elder martial brother is the best

Ning Changjiu also gently smiles and says gently: "this time, I'm more in the loss of younger martial sister... Younger martial sister has grown up as expected."

Ning Xiaoling's eyes are bent and her smile is like a flower. She is swimming in the sea of samsara. Under the pear colored skirt, the girl's delicate and undulating figure is like the waves of water, and her thin and naked feet are slightly bent inside. She looks very soft.

She took Ning Changjiu's hand and said, "yes, I grew up with elder martial brother. Elder martial brother... Also grew up with younger age."

Ning long thought of reincarnation before the sea, "you still cheat me to call your sister?"

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips and said with a smile, "elder martial brother, it's a good cry."

Ning long helpless way: "younger martial sister or little fox when the most lovely."

Ning Xiaoling pretended to be wronged and said, "it doesn't matter. I can grow a fox's tail now."

"Well?"

"That's... Master and sister xueci can do it. Of course Xiaoling can do it."

Ning Long Wei Zheng, he looked at the slender waist line, the figure slightly swinging pure girl, said: "young age is worthy of a small fox spirit."

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "elder martial brother said that he would marry Xiaoling when he grew up. Don't go back. "

Ning long looked at her, nodded with a smile and said, "well, I will always accompany my younger martial sister."

Ning Xiaoling didn't expect that his answer was so simple. Instead, he was shy and said in a low voice, "in that case, I'll be ashamed to death when I see my master... Elder martial brother is good or bad."

Ning long light smile, he soaked in reincarnation sea, body and mind more and more relaxed.

Ning Xiaoling led the way for him.

"The one in front is fierce Ming Jun Nu Liu. If you are not careful, you will drown. Elder martial brother, stay close."

"This is the soul desert. It's easy for a person to get lost and grasp the younger martial sister with both hands."

"This is the most dangerous place where the spirit swallowers gather. If they think wildly, they will easily be invaded by the spirit swallowers. Just like in many ghost legends, two people hold hands and walk, and find that the person they are holding turns into a terrible ghost... So the elder martial brother should concentrate on the younger martial sister, and can't think about anything else." Ning Xiaoling earnestly and seriously charged.

"Really? It's very quiet nearby. There's no angry desert spirit swallower. I didn't do anything when I came here. " I'd rather be skeptical for a long time.

"Are you questioning younger martial sister?" Rather small age single hand fork waist, frown asks a way.

"Well... No." I'd rather compromise.

Ning Xiaoling smiles and says, "Well! Just follow the younger martial sister. I can see many dangers you can't see. After all, the younger martial sister is Lord Ming! "

Ning long helpless way: "good, all listen to our family Ming Jun adult."

So, along the way, Ning Xiaoling waves her slender hands to the void ahead, introduces a lot of terrible things, takes Ning long and dangerous, and safely crosses the reincarnation sea, and slowly returns to the Youming temple.

The temple of the nether world hangs in the middle of the reincarnation sea, like a black moon.

Holding hands, the two spiritual brothers and sisters swam through the boundless darkness, and the gate of the Youming ancient hall opened for them.

"Elder martial brother, don't run around after sleeping this time." Ning Xiaoling warned: "reincarnation in the sea is really dangerous."

"Well, I see." Ning long nodded, his consciousness sank into his body, and soon he was sleepy.

The door closed.

The girl on the throne rubs her eyes. She goes down the steps, uncovers the lid of the pot, looks at the medicine, scoops up a small spoon, tastes it, and presses the lid back.

She went to the back hall and came to the big bed. She looked at the young man and the little girl who were sleeping very close to each other. She felt that they were a good match, but at the same time she was sour.

Ning Xiaoling sat on the edge of the bed, gently shaking his legs, just looking at them, oblivious to the passage of time.

……

In late autumn, the green color in the leaves is eroded by the wind. In the early morning, there is dew among the weeds. In the sky outside the boundary of the ancient lingzong, white clouds are thick and low.

On a cold autumn day, Lu Jiayu's sword flies back. In the quiet room on the cliff of the ancient lingzong, simang is drinking tea. She looks at Lu Jiajia, raises her lips, smiles and pours tea for her.

Lu Qijia stretched her body wearily and sat down beside her. She took a sip and moistened her lips.

"Is there any news from the sword pavilion?" Asked simang.

Lu Jia shook her head and said, "it's said that all the disciples of the sword pavilion are missing. I don't know where they went."

Siming frowned slightly and said, "how can the defeat of Jiansheng be spread to Jiange so quickly? Did Ke Wenzhou expect that? "

Lu Jiajia said: "it's impossible. Even if we are still in the clouds until the end of the war, how can Ke Wenzhou lose if he really has the ability to predict?"

Siming nodded gently. She thought for a while and sighed, "well, don't worry too much. Maybe it's just a coincidence."

"Well." Lu also nodded.

They drank tea together, and the white fairy, who had been running for several days, stretched out lazily. Then she leaned gently on Siming's shoulder. Siming sat upright and elegant. After staying with yechan palace for a long time, she also had the kind of quiet, dignified and proud temperament.

"By the way, what was the purpose of Jiange at the beginning of its establishment?" Lu Jia put down the empty tea cup and suddenly asked.

Simang said: "according to the master, it's to fight against the inconceivable."

"The confrontation is not considerable?" Lu was a little surprised.

"Well, there are 14 people in the sword Pavilion, not quite seven, just two to one." Said Siming.

"The plan is comprehensive, but even in the end, this situation did not appear." Lu said.

"Well, it's just wishful thinking." Simang said faintly: "we don't know how strong it is. It's just like the sword Pavilion."

Lu Jia nodded gently and said, "the fourth younger martial sister is right."

Si Ming's eyes slightly slanted and fell on the white fairy who was half closed and nestled up to him? Ah, I'm afraid you don't know that I'm the only elder martial sister appointed by the master now. "

"How can it be?" Lu immediately sat up straight.

In recent months, Lu's position has been unshakable, and Liu Xiwan's slight provocation has made her hard to believe.

"How can the master order you to be the eldest martial sister..." Lu Jiajia looks at simang Qingyan's unparalleled side face with distrust.

With an elegant smile in her lips, Siming picked up the teapot and poured tea for herself. After a gentle and elegant sip, she looked at Lu Jiajia and said with a smile in her eyes, "do you believe me? When the master wakes up, just ask her in person. "

Lu Qijia got closer to her, looked her in the eyes and said, "sister xueci, don't forget that I still have your slave pattern. If you dare to disrespect your sister again, I will..."

With that, Lu Jiajia tried to control nuwen and give simang a bad impression.

But soon, she was stunned.

She found that in her consciousness, the connection with nuwen was gone!

This

Lu Jia carefully looked at simang, biting her lips, in a dilemma.

Siming didn't notice this. She was still afraid of nuwen, pretending to be fearless and said, "we are sisters, not master slaves. We always take this as a threat. If we marry, we will become bad women."

Lu Jiajia looked at her face, gave a stiff smile, nodded and said: "well, xueci... My sister is right. I was abrupt just now. Our sisters are very affectionate. We should take harmony as our priority."

Siming frowned slightly and had a strange reaction to her.

Lu took a sip of tea and immediately got up and said, "I'll see if I've been awake for a long time."

With that, Lu got up immediately and left in a hurry.

"Marry, you haven't got your sword yet." Siming grabbed the sword on the table and called out to the outside of the quiet room.

Lu married and never returned.

Siming felt puzzled. She wiped Lu's new sword. Suddenly she thought of something and touched her leg. A moment later, she found that during the time when she was with her master, the nuwen had melted unconsciously.

No wonder it's like being married away and running for life!

"Well, you'll be married." Simang Fanran woke up and whispered. He immediately got up and chased her out to catch her back and teach her a good lesson.

Ning long woke up on this sunny and mild autumn day.

He sleeps on the bed in the temple of hell. The bed in Myanmar is so big that he can't see the edge at a glance. When he wakes up, he will have the illusion of being in the snow for a long time.

In the snow, a girl with her back to herself, her arms gently supported on the couch, her soft ink hair spread, tied the end with red rope, simple and beautiful. She looked up at the dome of the main hall and was slightly absorbed.

The girl sensed the movement in the rear and looked back to see the elder martial brother open his eyes.

Ning Xiaoling stopped swinging her legs. She immediately went to bed with her thin shoes and socks and came to the elder martial brother's side with hands and feet. She said happily, "elder martial brother finally knows that she's awake."

Ning long looked at the girl's tiny red eyes and knew that she had not slept well for a long time in order to wake up.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Ning Changchang asked.

"Half a month has passed." Ning Xiaoling said: "if it's not for elder martial brother's steady breathing, everyone will be worried."

Ning long nodded. He was about to speak when a voice suddenly rang out in the lake of heart

"You wake up at last? Let me out

It was Liu Xiwan's soft cheers.

Ning long looked directly at the lake, and saw the short haired girl in black clothes sitting on the pure white lake, looking up at herself, with a bad look on her face.

"Are you awake, too?" It's better to talk with your mind for a long time.

"I've been awake for a long time... It's just a question boat. As for sleeping so long." Liu Xiwan disdains the way.

Ning Changchang said, "you little traitor, you really have a knack for deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors."

Liu Xiwan turned his lips and said, "I didn't learn from you to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors?"

Deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors... Hearing this word, Ning Changjiu was shocked. He subconsciously turned his head and looked to the other side.

On the left side of her body, a young and delicate girl was lying quietly. Her face was covered with a thick quilt, and only half of her nose was exposed. Even when she was sleeping, she seemed to exude an invisible light.

"Elder martial brother? What are you doing? " Ning Xiaoling stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Ning long time back to God, he looked at the younger martial sister's elegant face, subconsciously want to reach out to touch her hair, but feel sore all over, even the hand raising action is very difficult.

Ning Changchang asked, "what about snow China and Xiao Li? Where have you been? "

Ning Xiaoling said: "Xiao Li is practicing in a building. She married her master to investigate the affairs related to the sword Pavilion. Sister Siming is looking for the body of the sword sage these days, but there is no result."

Ning looked at the petite body of yechan palace for a long time and asked, "what about the master? How are you, master

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said, "Xiaoling doesn't know. Elder sister Shizun is very cold now. We have tried many ways to warm her up, but it doesn't work."

Ning long lay for a while, after recovering some strength, stretched out his hand, slowly approached, and then touched the back of Ye Chan Palace's hand.

After thousands of years, this is the first time that their skin adheres to each other, but they have no extra feeling for a long time. What they touch is the bone chilling.

Ning long tries to hold her hand.

He seemed to hold a piece of extremely cold ice, which was infectious, and soon his lips were covered with a thin frost.

He let go of his hand, and the cold of his fingertips cut his skin.

Ning is not sure for a long time, but in his purple mansion, Jin Wu is dancing happily, as if he is saying that he is a good prescription for this kind of cold.

"This... This is the fairy king of she'e?" Liu Xiwan said softly.

The characters in the myth are around him, and Liu Xiwan is still a little nervous.

"Well." Ning answered for a long time.

Ning Xiaoling looks at him, grabs him and holds the master's hand just now, holding it in both hands and heating up for him.

Ning Changjiu asked: "what else does the master say?"

Ning Xiaoling said, "sister Siming only said that the master needs the sun."

Ning long way: "help me up."

Ning Xiaoling immediately bent down, hugged the elder martial brother's shoulder, picked him up and muttered that the elder martial brother was so heavy.

Ning Changchang wanted to dispel the cold for yechan palace, but Xiaoling first brought a bowl of hot soup and medicine, knelt down beside him and said, "elder martial brother, drink the medicine first, and then don't faint again."

Ning long nodded gently, the girl scooped up the medicine juice, gently blow it cool, and then sent it to Ning Long's lips one by one.

In the heart lake, Liu Xiwan looks at this scene, sarcastically criticizing that Ning has no moral bottom line for a long time.

Ning long looked at the girl with short hair and clenched her fist in the pure white heart lake, with a faint smile.

After taking the medicine, Ning's tired body finally got some warmth. He took a deep breath, and the spirit in the sea of Qi came to life, flowing between his Qi and his orifices.

Ning long called Jinwu.

Every time Jinwu is called out, Xiaoling will always feel the growth of Jinwu.

On the bed, the sleeping face of yechan palace is very quiet.

When I see her for a long time, there will always be many trances in my mind.

He would think of Chang Xi, who was cutting osmanthus in Guanghan palace. He would think of she Xianjun, who had a cold face, a rabbit on his head, and a bun on his ear. These figures overlapped with the little girl who was carved with jade like moonlight in front of him. There was always an unreal feeling.

When he was in a decisive battle with the swordsman, the swordsman asked him who he was, and he firmly said that he would rather live for a long time.

If you ask master the same question, how will he answer it?

Ning long looked at the girl's quiet sleeping face for a short time. Nanming's sea tide was still singing in his ears. He always had a hidden worry about the sword saint and the secret master.

Ning long controlled Jinwu, and fell on the body of yechan palace.

Jinwu shines her face slightly, and every wisp of her hair is clear.

Jinwu can tear up almost all the darkness and dispel almost all the cold.

At this moment, the bright light injected into the body of yechan palace.

The thick cold current was slowly melted.

Before Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling were happy, they found another problem. Jinwu could not warm the whole body of yechan Palace at the same time, and the thawing of blood glacier was only temporary. Once Jinwu fell elsewhere, it immediately covered with frost.

"Elder martial brother... What should I do?" Ning Xiaoling thought that when elder martial brother woke up, all the problems would be solved. Now she was worried again.

Ning long efforts to urge the gold, let the light cover every inch of yechan palace skin.

Light water infiltrates into it like water. Those who fight against the cold can always win, but soon, the cold will make a comeback.

Ning worked hard for a long time, but he came back in vain. His face was pale because he took off his strength.

Ning Xiaoling bit her lip and was very nervous. She was so ill that she threw herself to the doctor and said, "is it the master's clothes that block the light..."

Only yechan palace always lies quietly, cold and warm.

In the heart lake, Liu Xiwan also said: "you are obviously treating the symptoms but not the root cause. No matter how much effort you put in, it's in vain."

Treat the symptoms but not the root cause

This sentence reminds Ning Changjiu all of a sudden.

"And the laurel?" Ning Changchang asked.

"Well?" Ning Xiaoling was stunned.

"It's Yuezhi... The one that elder martial brother used to hold." Ning explained.

Ning Xiaoling Oh a, quickly bent down, opened the pillow, will have been frozen into ice on the branch out.

With Yuezhi in hand, Ning Xiaoling felt chilly and trembled unconsciously.

Ning long took over the branches of the moon and held them in his hands, just like a hungry man holding ice and snow in the middle of winter. The sense of coldness came into his mind from the palm of his hand and made him suddenly awake.

Ning long felt this chill, and his mind came up with the shaking shadow of Guanghan Palace on the gray moon prisoner.

Jinwu flies in and goes away with branches.

Jinwu pressed the moon branch under his body, spread the light up, and covered it with wings.

It's like Jinwu is incubating eggs.

All over the body is light and heat condensed into gold, also can't help shivering.

But fortunately, the ice on the moon branch slowly melted in the golden light, and the chill lingering on yechan palace for a long time finally became thinner and thinner.

Ning long and Ning Xiaoling observed for a while, and finally relieved.

After they had been with the master for a while, Ning felt stiff for a long time. Xiaoling helped him up, got out of bed and walked around to relieve his fatigue.

The two brothers and sisters walked hand in hand and cautiously.

"Elder martial brother."

"Well?"

"When the master recovers, elder martial brother will have Xiaoling."

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and looked at him with shuilingling's eyes.

Although they talked about this in reincarnation sea, it's hard to avoid shyness when they talk about it face to face.

"Well..." Ning long nodded slightly and said: "when we get married, let's discuss it together."

"You don't have to discuss with master." Ning Xiaoling said in a low voice: "if elder martial brother has psychological pressure, Xiaoling also has a way."

"What can I do?"

"In this way, Xiao Ling put on his master's clothes and turned his back to his elder martial brother. He just woke up with sleepy eyes. Seeing his familiar figure, he thought that he was married to his master, so he held him up. After a while of intimacy, he found that he had made a mistake. However, it was too late, so he had to make a mistake! When the time comes, the master can't say much. " Ning Xiaoling is eloquent and methodical.

In the lake of heart, Liu Xiwan bit her fingers and blushed. I didn't expect that these words came from such a pure little girl.

Ning long pondered for a moment, was about to express what opinion, ear, suddenly there are three knock on the door.

"Xiaoling, what are you talking about?"

A cold voice sounded, the door opened, and the snow-white fairy came slowly.

Ning Xiaoling is shocked, and the wood is in place. She lowers her head, as if looking for a crack in the ground（ Thanks to the helmsman of xueyujun reward! Thank you for your appreciation! Thank you for your support