Beyond the Divine States

If it's the duel of ordinary martial arts practitioners, it's just a long whip, like electricity, wrapped in the shadow, attacking fiercely.

But when the figure of Sili moves, what Shao Xiaoli feels is a long dark river, falling towards him with a majestic posture.

When the river came, Shao Xiaoli had nowhere to hide but to stab him with his sword.

When the whip touched the sword, a flexible force removed the edge of the sword and wrapped it skillfully. The sharp sword was suddenly wrapped into an airtight mallet.

The fourth elder martial sister held the whip and pulled it violently. Shao Xiaoli was pulled forward, and the sword was taken away directly.

She wants to regain her control with aura, and the dark whip swings down quickly. She throws it firmly on her body. Even if she blocks it with her arm, Shao Xiaoli can still feel that her body's orifices and acupoints are penetrated by aura, which is one of the shocks.

As soon as the whip is touched, it will go and fall again.

Shao Xiaoli's evasion moves back quickly, but even if she escapes into the void, the tip of the whip can still come across the void like a snake, pulling her out of the void.

Their figures are moving at a high speed on the Luohe River. Their fighting movements are not big. They do not use the power of wudaojing, otherwise they may turn the Luohe River upside down.

Shao Xiaoli really felt that she was as good as water. The whip touched only a little, but the rest of her strength spread all over her body like ripples, which made her whole body like a beating drum or boiling water. With a little power, her body and bones felt cut and miserable.

While the girl is still struggling to dodge, the figure of the fourth elder martial sister has appeared on her side indifferently.

Shao Xiaoli takes root under her feet, stops suddenly, and wants to stagger with her. But Sili seems to be able to see what she thinks clearly. When Shao Xiaoli stops, the fourth elder martial sister twists her body and smashes a whip leg at her waist.

Shao Xiaoli can't avoid it. He slides out again, kneels on the ground and coughs.

Si Li appeared in front of her with a whip.

Her series of actions are not only flowing, but also with the beauty of pleasing violence. Shao Xiaoli felt the beauty of vigorous moves while she was in pain.

Si Li threw the sword back to her.

Shao Xiaoli took the sword, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, said: "elder martial sister... So strong."

Si Li said: "your Taoist method has a good root, but the years of cultivation are too short. After all, it is vain. When you have a solid foundation, you should be able to see my moves clearly."

The pain in Shao Xiaoli's body broke out one after another. She hissed her teeth, straightened up slowly and held the sword firmly. The pattern of the hilt was too tight with the skin of the palm, and almost penetrated into it.

"Was it the same when the fourth elder martial sister and the elder martial sister learned weapons?" Shao Xiaoli asked.

Si Li recalled: "it's not true. The gap between elder martial sister and me at that time was much bigger than that between me and you now. I tried my best to defeat elder martial sister."

Shao Xiaoli said curiously, "what about now?"

Si Li shook his head and said, "elder martial sister, I'm unpredictable. Where do I know?"

Shao Xiaoli asked, "haven't you ever compared with the elder martial sister again?"

Si Li said seriously, "since I have become a great master of martial arts and weapons, my elder martial sister won't fight with me. Instead, she uses virtue to convince others."

Shao Xiaoli was surprised and said, "why?"

Si Li explained: "it should be my elder martial sister's great master demeanor. I'm afraid I'll lose too much and my Taoist heart will be damaged. In fact, my Taoist heart has been honed for a hundred years. How could it be so fragile?"

Shao Xiaoli said weakly: "it's also possible that the eldest martial sister is afraid that she will lose by accident, and she has no face, so she chooses the most secure generation to suppress people."

"What is that?" The division leaves the Mou light tiny Li, solemnly way: "elder martial sister isn't that the person who adores vanity?"? Get up and continue to practice

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At the end of November, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the North has been snowing for a long time. Only when the wind blows from a distance, when it is involved in the sea of clouds, the heart will find a rare calm in the ups and downs of the clouds.

Ning long standing vertically on the cliff, looking up at the Lu Jiajia and Siming standing on the cliff, said: "in those years, I fell down from here."

Lu Jia looked down at the boy parallel to the sea of clouds and asked, "what's next?"

Simang said, "it should be the moon."

"Isn't the moon on top?" she said

Siming said with a smile, "if it's not considerable, you can't always make a theory. If you marry someone with beautiful eyes, you can't break the puzzle."

"I don't believe it," Lu said coldly

Si Ming looks at Ning Changjiu and wants a positive answer.

Rather long but not to face, gently sigh, hurt spring sad autumn way: "under the sea of clouds is my life since 16 years old."

Siming's chest heaved and twisted his wrist to suppress the impulse of beating people.

She used to be the master of time power, and now she knows the past of Ning long ago. She still has doubts in her heart: "can time really go back 12 years?"

Lu Jia was also puzzled about this and asked: "even if you can go back 12 years, why are you not in Guanzhong, but in the imperial city of Zhao?"

The clouds and waves are rolling, the past and the past are flowing into the sea of knowledge. When I look back for a long time, my pupils become white.

Their questions have been thought about many times for a long time.

If we just go back to time, why has history changed?

If not back to time, what is it? Does it exist in a new world?

He couldn't figure out the answer, so he replied with a smile: "maybe it's because the wedding is in the imperial city of Zhao."

A few years ago, Lu Qijia might have been touched by it and felt that it was fate's arrangement. But now, hearing these words, he just hummed "sweet words" coldly, and then, learning from the way the master knocked him off the cloud cliff, he touched his chest with a little finger.

Ning long is also very cooperate, scream fell into the sea of clouds, disappeared.

Looking at Lu's marriage, Siming said with a smile: "you should not be used to him for deceiving him with nonsense."

Lu Jia nodded haughtily and said, "of course."

Siming continued: "he woke up in the imperial city of Zhao state. How could it be that he married in the imperial city? It was because Zhao xianger was there."

"You..." Lu Jiayu's cheeks were slightly puffed, looking at the hateful lips raised by snow porcelain, and he was even more angry.

I'd rather see them bicker for a long time than worry about themselves. I sighed and came back to them slowly.

A small trip comes and goes in a hurry.

They never see the elder martial brothers and sisters. Only the colorful clouds show their existence.

After looking at the sea of clouds, Ning long crossed Kunlun with them and returned to Wanyao city.

Wanyao city just had the last rain in late autumn.

They stand outside the hall of ten thousand demons, overlooking from afar, the mountains are still green in the rain, and large red maple trees are like continuous fire.

They are here waiting for the past of November and the opening of the kingdom of exalted father.

Tianzhu peak is very high, and the demon temple has a sense of holiness, so even if the four heavenly kings go to the temple, the furnishing scripts are not looted by other monsters.

Ning long found the secret room with the eyes of Taiyin, went into it and looked at the secret code of the demon clan.

Among them, the most secret is the ten thousand demon formula, the law of heaven and earth, the body and so on.

The method of ten thousand demons formula is very simple, but it takes a lot of time to devour other demons if you want to really cultivate it.

It's the same with the outside body. It's OK to get started, but it's hard to master it.

I'd rather read these secret books for a long time, just because I guess six eared macaques can do it, so I have to know myself and the other.

Siming and Lu Jiajia did not slack off in their practice. They meditated in the demon temple and made their foundation more stable with their perseverance.

In addition to practicing Taoism, simang invited Lu Jiajia to have a competition on the ground of consolidating Taoism. Lu Jiajia agreed foolishly at first, and then found that he was not the opponent of the bad woman at all. In line with the martial arts morality of public revenge, simang chased her all the way back to the demon temple for several days.

When Siming wanted to compete with Lu again, she resolutely refused and said that she would talk with Siming.

So Ning long practice, you can see two beautiful women sitting under the eaves like a model, mouth gun battle.

He was afraid of being involved in the war, so he often looked at the star chart behind the demon temple.

That's where the Banshee queen used to be.

In the star chart, the nearby star sky that was originally covered shows its appearance.

Ning long looked at the stars spinning in the sky, the huge size of stars in the universe but a drop in the ocean, only the dust that will glow.

But Ning still indulged in this deep and lonely beauty for a long time.

Late at night, Ning long came back from the depths of the main hall. He listened to the faint voice of Taoism outside and looked at the empty kitchen stove. He missed Xiao Li very much.

He sighed and began to cook himself.

Ning Changjiu accelerates the cooking with aura.

If Shao Xiaoli was here, he would blame him for not respecting the ingredients. When Shao Xiaoli cooked, she followed the natural beauty very much. A pot of meat must be stewed as long as it should be stewed, no later than a minute, no earlier than a breath. For this, Ning Changjiu often suggested that she should not be a god of Luohe and go to be a lady Kitchen God.

Ning long thought of these, but also with a smile to accept the aura, let the flame slowly cook it.

He sat on one side, listening to the sound of the fire exploding firewood in his ear, and also listening to the distant faint rain coming from outside the hall. Listening, the faint rain covered everything and became the only sound in his ear.

Quiet, the past bit by bit always involuntarily diffuse on the heart.

Ning long suddenly found that he seems to be standing on a line of spreading forward. Lu Jiajia, Siming, Zhao xianger, Ning Xiaoling... They are also one line after another. These lines form an intersection point at a certain place, and that intersection point is him, the unique him.

Suddenly, he looked forward to meeting the six eared macaque. He looked forward to what he would look like under the authority of the mirror.

When he was thinking about it, a burning smell came over. He would rather not be anxious for a long time. He moved his finger, and the time power started, and the burning smell of Rice turned into fragrance.

At night, Lu was a little dejected when she got back.

Needless to ask, Ning Changjiu also knows that she lost the fight again.

"Don't be sad. You're still young. You're not even a fraction of xueci's elder sister. It's not bad to come from behind." Ning long comforted.

"Really..." Lu looked at the dishes that were not plentiful in front of her, and she had no appetite.

Ning Changchang nodded and said, "in fact, you don't have to be obsessed with Taoism to get married. It's good to cultivate Taoism wholeheartedly."

Lu said: "but I can't understand the Tao. How can the road of cultivation be unimpeded?"

Ning Changjiu said: "you can't argue with Xue Ci at the moment because she is standing on a higher place and her eyesight is far away. When you get to a higher place..."

Lu's eyes were clear, and she said, "you can see the truth of the road, right?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "when you get to a higher place, what you say is right. Xueci doesn't dare to refuse."

Lu Jia put rice in her chopsticks and said, "isn't that convincing? I don't think so. "

They chatted at will. After taking a bath, simang came from the temple in a divine robe. She simply wore a belt, her legs staggered, and her flesh and bones loomed. In addition to the moving, the beautiful dimple was the beauty of holiness.

Looking at the mashed rice before Lu's marriage, Siming said with a smile, "is this taking out the gas with rice?"

Lu said, "no, I just like waxy food."

Siming covered her lips and chuckled. She looked at Lu's wife, who acted like a meddler, and said, "I think it's better to marry than anyone else."

Lu Jia doesn't know whether she is boasting of her good character or implying that she is weak and incompetent.

With a cold hum, she put in a porcelain bowl with grains of rice like snow.

Ning Changchang said: "well, tomorrow is December. The next battle is very important. Don't take it lightly."

Lu and Siming also looked solemn and nodded together.

They are not sure when Jufu will be ignited. In short, after midnight, they should be ready to fight at any time.

"The ability of six eared macaques is a mirror." Siming said, "how does the state of difference come into being out of thin air when you make yourself as strong as the other side?"

"What do you want to do with this?" Ning Changjiu said: "power has always been unreasonable."

Siming didn't ask any more. She chewed the rice carefully, and suddenly remembered a thing of the past: "I don't know that my daughter hasn't sold the mirror yet."

"What is the mirror of the heart?" Lu asked

Ning Changchang's heart is awe inspiring.

On the other side, Siming explained: "You peel a fruit in front of the mirror. As long as the peel is continuous, the face of the person you love will appear in the mirror. Well, I've shaved one before. "

After cutting, she saw Ning Changchang's face in the mirror. At that time, her heart trembled. She immediately covered the mirror with her hand, pretending to see nothing.

But if you can't even fool yourself with a mirror, how can you fool yourself

Lu's strange way: "is there such a mirror?"

Simang said: "there are all kinds of strange things in the world."

Lu Jiajia pointed to Ning Changjiu and asked, "did he peel the fruit and look in the mirror?"

Simang snorted coldly: "you look too high on your husband to get married. How can he have the courage to do such things?"

"Is it..." Lu Jia turned her head, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and stared at Ning Changjiu with unkind intentions.

Ning long silently eating rice, suddenly feel rice lost fragrance.

He picked up the bowl, turned quietly and left.

"Stop!" Lu's marriage and Si Ming's are different.

Ning long turned around and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Where do you want to escape?" Lu asked.

Ning Changjiu said, "wash the dishes."

Where will Siming and Lu Jia believe.

"What do you wash?" Simang said: "you've been fooling around in Wanyao city before. You can't escape this time! It's still early at midnight. You peel the fruit first

Lu also nodded: "well, don't worry, no matter who appears in the mirror, it doesn't matter. We just want to have a look."

Siming nodded and agreed.

Ning looked at them for a long time and thought that you are gentle and peaceful now. When you really cut the fruit, I'm afraid it's another state. You can't be fooled.

But under their gaze, he didn't know how to respond.

Just then, a white light fell into the hall.

Three people slightly startled, thought that has the evil spirit to break into the temple.

The white light falls on Ning Long's side.

The light is gone, and the girl with short hair and messy outlines a smart outline. She is wearing a nightgown, wrapped in knee length ice silk white socks, and her thin white hands are rubbing her sleepy eyes.

It's Liu Xiwan.

There was an annoyance on her cheek.

"What are you calling me to do in the evening?" Liu Xiwan was very angry.

She looked around and found that Lu and Siming were looking at her, but there was no enemy.

Ning looked at her bowl for a long time, and then she realized that she had just said "wash the dishes." she was connected with her pure white sea. When she called "Xiwan," she could hear it.

There is no resistance to the girl's flight, so when he shouts, the other side will arrive in an instant, as fast as light.

Ning Changchang, of course, is embarrassed to say this absurd reason, "later it will be December, and the kingdom of six eared macaque will appear outside the Wanyao hall. I called you in advance to prevent accidents."

Liu Xiwan was even more annoyed: "you can't fight any more? How did you get so prepared? "

Ning Changchang didn't want to explain too much. He looked at the girl's dress and found that she was wearing white from beginning to end.

"Don't you usually like black clothes?" Ning long asked casually.

Liu Xiwan explained: "when the elder brother Ke's leader died, it is reasonable for his disciples to be filial. But the elder martial sister said that the master had suffered for many years, and finally got the right way once and died without regret. It was a happy funeral. If the disciples were crying, it would be disgraceful. So they would not be filial, so they put on white clothes to mourn."

"I see." Ning long nodded and asked, "is your second elder martial sister OK with you? In tianbang, I think she bullied you a lot. "

Liu Xiwan stared at him with his eyes and said, "I'm like my elder martial sister. You don't want to trouble my elder martial sister in the name of avenging me."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "how can I do that? You are too mean."

Liu Xiwan woke up for a moment. She turned around, looked at Lu Qijia and Siming, and asked, "what are they doing staring at us like this?"

Ning Changjiu said, "it's OK. We are discussing the battle plan later."

"Oh, no wonder it's so serious." Liu Xiwan suddenly said.

But simang said: "we have discussed everything about the war a few days ago."

Lu said, "well, it's already detailed. If you have any new ideas, you can say it now."

Ning pondered for a long time and said, "if the six eared macaque has the ability to activate the mirror, then he can only copy mine, because I am the strongest in the world at the moment. Only by copying me can we have a chance of life. This is our previous view."

Siming gave a sound and said, "it's true."

Ning Changjiu said, "have you ever thought about how we can find the six eared macaque if it gives up copying me and becomes a butterfly, a cicada or a mole ant hiding in the vast world?"

When Lu married, Dai Mei frowned unconsciously. The mirror power of the six eared macaque is obviously much higher than the ordinary means of change. It can transform itself into an external object, even the eyes of the Taiyin.

If six eared macaques choose to be wise and self-protection and incarnate as dust mole ants, how can they look for them?

Simang said: "so, can we only gamble on the blood of six eared macaques?"

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

Liu Xiwan knew little about what they were talking about, but nodded or shook his head just to make up for it.

"The right to choose is in the hands of six eared macaques. It's useless for us to think about it. We'll just follow the original plan."

Siming said and held out his hand.

A mirror and a fruit fly in the air.

"Cut the fruit first." Siming took the knife and photographed it in front of Ning Changchang.

Lu Jia was slightly surprised: "where did you get the mirror?"

Simang said, "of course, I have been prepared."

Ning long looked at simang's unquestionable eyes, and finally picked up the knife silently.

Although Liu Xiwan didn't know what the mirror was, he always felt there was excitement and sat beside it with great interest.

Ning long in the eyes of the three women, took a deep breath, and then gingerly cut the peel.

He sliced it slowly in half, and the peel broke from it.

He looked at them innocently and said, "I'm a little stupid."

Simang stretched out his hand and took another fruit: "go on."

Ning long began to peel the second fruit.

Almost the same position as just now, the peel breaks from it again.

Ning long complained: "this fruit is really hard to cut."

Siming sneered and said: "this Wanyao city lacks everything, but it doesn't lack fruit."

the order , once given , will be strictly enforced.

Each fruit, like a flying sword, came from the sky and piled up beside the mirror.

Ning long looked at the mountain of fruit, the hand trembling.

In the next two hours, Ning long chipped more than a hundred fruits. The ground was covered with broken peels, which looked like frost leaves accumulated in autumn.

Liu Xiwan bit the fruit in his mouth and said, "well, Ning Dajian fairy, you fly your sword thousands of miles to take people's head. Killing the devil is like cutting straw. What's the matter? Now you can't even peel it? " Ning Changjiu sighed: "it's called specialized in technology." Then he cut off another one. Not only that, he also complained about Liu Xiwan and said, "you see, they all blame you for disturbing me." Liu Xiwan has already rolled up her sleeves and plans to disown her. There is only one fruit left by the mirror. I just want to get it. But simang pressed it with his finger and said, "if you dare to peel this fruit again, you will not have any good fruit from now on." Lu also nodded, light Judo: "in fact... It really doesn't matter, you don't have to pay too much attention to it, we just look at it, um... Forget it after the big deal." Ning long looked at Lu's gentle eyes, and finally nodded gently. He began to peel the last fruit carefully. His face was clearly reflected in the mirror. Liu Xiwan also watched with bated breath. This time, the peel is not only smooth, but also beautiful. It rolls down from the flesh little by little, like quicksand flowing from fingers. When the fruit was cut to the end, Liu Xiwan felt that she could hear her heart beating... She didn't know who would appear in the mirror, Lu Jiajia? Si Ming? Zhao xianger? Or... Master? In a word, it won't be her... Yes, it won't be her. What are you worried about? In the light sense of loss, she didn't dare to blink. She heard a slight sound, the sound of leaves falling to the ground. The peel was safely peeled. Liu Xiwan's attention is completely attracted by the mirror. She stares at the mirror with fear, and the mirror also makes waves... CLICK! At the moment of the waves, the mirror broke. It was Lu and Siming who made the sword. When the peel falls to the ground, they play the sword at the same time, and the timing is right. This scene seems to have been rehearsed countless times. They all look cold“ How can you... "The only one who doesn't know is Liu Xiwan. Before she could react, she saw that Ning Long's hand fell on the broken mirror. On the young man's face, all the expressions had been washed away, leaving only indifference“ I got you I'd rather say it for a long time.