Beyond the Divine States

When Ning long woke up from his bed, he smelled a smell of rice.

He earned his body as if he had exhausted his strength. All his limbs and bones were like nails. He nailed him firmly on the couch. He turned his head weakly and caught a glimpse of Zhao xianger Qianli's back.

The gorgeous girl is wearing a brand-new red and white pleated skirt. Her hair falls down like a waterfall, her thighs are tight, and her bows are tied clean behind her waist. All of them show the beauty of youth.

Her body moved lightly, and her porcelain white skin showed a warm feeling. The girl took a spoon from the boiler made of thin ice in front of her body, and gently put it on her lips, as if to test the temperature and taste.

"Xiang'er..." Ning shouts for a long time, and his throat is a little dry.

Zhao xianger looked back at him, a little surprised: "wake up so early?"

Ning long felt that she was mocking herself and asked, "why did you get up earlier than me?"

Zhao xianger said, "I want to try to cook... Don't you always laugh at my poor cooking? I want to prove myself."

He closed his eyes and couldn't accept the fact that Xiang'er not only woke up earlier than himself, but also made breakfast for him.

He said firmly: "Xiang'er should be very weak now, right? Have a good rest. I'll just cook. "

Zhao Xiang'er blinked. With a sly smile, she gave up her body and said, "come on."

Ning Changjiu takes a deep breath, reluctantly supports himself and slowly lets the aura run. He is about to stay and walk to Xiang'er's side, but Zhao Xiang'er rushes back like a wild cat, sits on his waist and presses him back to the bed.

"Really? Don't you think I'm good at it? " Zhao Xiang'er asked with a frown.

"No Ning long gave up resistance, he looked into the girl's eyes, said: "xianger... Very delicious."

Zhao xianger pursed his side lip, looked at his face and asked, "are you tired?"

Ning long calm way: "not tired at all."

Zhao xianger smiles slightly. She releases Ning Changchang's hand and says, "it doesn't matter. The three thousand world is infinite. It's like Jingwei reclamation. Of course, it can't come to the end of the boundless world."

Ning long recalled last night, his body can not help but regenerate a slight shudder, he said: "the original three thousand world really exists."

Zhao Xiang'er let out a sound, touched the tip of his tongue gently, and said, "a year ago, if there were no snow kites, we would have known."

"Three thousand worlds are really powerful and extraordinary." Ning long recalled the endless journey to the world, sighed and asked, "what if Xiang'er really realized the power of such power?"

"I don't know." Zhao xianger tilted his head and said seriously, "but at that time, you should not be my opponent."

"Yes, xianger is the best." Ning looked at her fondly for a long time.

I don't know why, Ning long thought of his past life again.

In his previous life, he never knew what he had missed when he handed in his marriage letter

Fortunately, the time goes back 12 years, and everything can be done again.

It's just... Is that really going back in time?

Ning long has never been able to get around this problem.

As they spoke, Zhao xianger's nose moved. Suddenly, he turned away from his head and said with regret, "it seems... Burnt?"

Ning long raised his hand with difficulty and turned it back a little with the power of time.

The smell of burning is gone, but instead of feeling happy, Zhao xianger looks at Ning Changchang with a little resentment.

Ning long time later, think that this may be xianger deliberately charred - anyway, are not delicious, charred can also shirk responsibility.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "don't worry, as long as it's xianger's cooking, I'll finish it anyway."

Zhao xianger nodded.

Soon, Ning Changjiu regretted his arrogant remarks.

He nibbled at the rice cooked by Zhao xianger, and his face did not change.

Zhao xianger sat on one side, tapping the pieces, playing chess with himself.

"When he lost to me at chess, did Xiang'er always feel unwilling?" Ning Changchang asked.

Zhao xianger nodded without hesitation and said: "these years, when I have leisure, I will play chess with myself."

Ning Changchang said, "don't there still have two maids in the three thousand world? Why don't you let them accompany you? "

Zhao xianger said: "what's the difference between this and playing chess in Zhao? They all try their best to lose to me intentionally, and they can't sharpen their chess skills at all... Only they can't cheat themselves, so I hold black and white pieces in my hand and play games with myself, so my chess power can be doubled! "

Ning long listened to her theory and thought that she was his wife. He thought for a moment and asked, "if you fight with yourself, can you double your accomplishments?"

Zhao xianger smiles, holding a chess piece and slowly putting it on the chessboard, "of course, because the road of cultivation is the process of fighting with oneself."

Ning long nodded thoughtfully, while agreeing with Zhao xianger's point of view, he quietly gathered the rice away, broke the void and poured it in.

He went to Zhao xianger and picked up the pieces to play with her.

"Finished?" Asked Zhao xianger.

"Well." Ning long symbolic wipe lips.

"Is it delicious?"

"Well... In a word, it's a nostalgic taste."

Ning Changchang answers casually. They play chess. Zhao xianger's eyebrows are frowning and tightening. Then, as in the Imperial Palace, the sound of chess pieces landing is clear.

"I accidentally knocked over the chessboard..." Zhao xianger said with a little apology.

Ning long gently looked at her, "it doesn't matter."

With that, he ran time and power, and the chess game returned to its original state. He made a continued gesture to Zhao xianger.

The apology on Zhao xianger's face disappeared instantly, and the battle on the chessboard evolved into the battle outside the chessboard.

The clouds are flying in the fairy Pavilion.

By the time lujiajia and Siming arrived, the morning had passed, and the light in the three thousand worlds was bright. Looking out through the walls of the world, it was a pale yellow color.

Siming went to Ning Changchang, squinted at him and said, "bullied by little tiger?"

Ning Changjiu said, "I'm out of danger."

Lu said, "it seems that my husband has met an opponent?"

Simang said sarcastically, "you should think that everyone is as useless as marriage?"

Lu Jia's ear lobes were slightly red, and she hummed softly, "how fierce you are."

In the friendly greetings of the morning, the two days that only belonged to them finally passed. The four sat down and began to discuss the future.

"Next month, we will cross the star of rosefinch. I don't know if the kingdom of rosefinch will open." Lu said anxiously.

"I don't think so." Ning long speculated: "the Dark Lord's consciousness is slow because of its huge size, but when the thunder prison moon passed, it didn't light up the thunder prison star. This shows that the secret Lord has judgment. Although the judgment is slow, it clearly knows who the traitor is

Zhao xianger agreed with him: "I also think the kingdom of rosefinch will not be opened."

"After the rosefinch, it's the hell..." Lu Qijia counted with her fingers.

"Ming ferocious is the strongest one among the remaining gods. If I were a dark lord, I would try my best to put all my attention on it." Said Siming.

"The most worrying thing is that we still don't know the specific location of the ghost kingdom." Zhao xianger pointed out the key to kill Ming ferocious.

Ning Changjiu said: "Master said that the kingdom of hell and ferocity should be on the highest mountain."

Zhao xianger doubted: "the real Kunlun fairy mountain has already collapsed. Where does the world come from?"

Ning shook his head for a long time. After all, the kingdom of hell has not been opened. All the discussions are just conjectures.

"I don't know how long a saint can last." Looking up at the sky, Lu Jiajia worried: "human beings have gone through several wars, and we don't have much time left. Even the grand occasion of hundreds of five Taoist practitioners against heaven five hundred years ago, I'm afraid we can't copy it."

Ning Changjiu gave the answer directly: "eight years. The sage should be able to last eight years. "

Lu Jiajia frowned, and immediately understood that he had died at the age of 28 in his previous life. That was eight years later, the end of the third national hunting battle, and the decisive battle that the master had already decided.

Ning Changjiu continued: "Yechu also said that when I was 28 years old, I would die. As long as I was still in the light cone of fate, I could not escape. Eight years from now, it's probably the node of the world. "

When he said this, there was no sadness, as if he was saying that he would get out of the light cone.

But as for what to do, he still has no clear answer.

Wearing a pleated skirt, Zhao Xiang'er lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

Lu Qijia noticed the change of her mood and asked softly, "xianger, what's the matter?"

Zhao xianger looked up and said, "I'm still thinking about the three thousand world."

"Three thousand worlds?" Lu and Siming don't know about it yet.

Zhao xianger took a look at Ning Changchang, and then whispered out the secret about the three thousand world.

"How could that be..."

"Xiang'er is really a valuable tool above everything else."

Lu Jia and Siming praised each other.

Zhao xianger clenched his fist and said, "the point I'm talking about is the power of space! Three thousand worlds, that... Um... That's just evidence! "

Ning long asked: "what did Xiang'er think of?"

Zhao xianger nodded and said, "I heard you tell xueci that you still have one life..."

"Well, I kept it from you for a long time." Ning Changjiu bowed his head and said with a slight apology, "I didn't know how to explain this matter during the three-year appointment. Later, we separated for too long, and we didn't have a chance to tell you."

But he didn't need to explain anything. When Xiang'er was in the town of three thousand worlds, she knew it through the water mirror.

"He not only had one life, but also rejected your marriage letter in that life," Lu told one side

Ning took a long look at Lu's marriage and sighed that she was so bold.

"Refuse my marriage letter?" Zhao Xiang'er gave a cry. She stared at Ning Changjiu and said coldly, "you can do everything."

Ning long wanted to explain, but Zhao xianger didn't want to listen to his explanation. He waved his hand and said, "forget it, I'll settle with you later."

Ning long rubbed his forehead, but sighed.

Zhao xianger continued: "that marriage letter may not be important."

Ning Changjiu immediately stated his position: "I think it's very important."

"That's not what I mean! Don't interrupt Zhao xianger took a deep breath and said angrily, "I mean, you refused the letter of marriage at that time, and the master didn't force it. It means that the letter of marriage, whether you agree or not, doesn't matter to the master."

Ning Changjiu nodded gently and agreed with her.

They were predestined to each other in their previous lives. Perhaps the master just wanted to give him the right to choose and let him live a happy and peaceful life.

Zhao xianger continued to ask himself, "what is the reason that the master traded with rosefinch to revive my spirit with the power of life?"

Simang twisted her fingers and thought together. She understood: "if the birth of Xiang'er is a bet between master and rosefinch God, what they bet on should be the same thing!"

"Well, I think so, too." After Lu married, he knew the truth.

Zhao xianger nodded and said, "yes, I think they all want to have three thousand worlds. The rosefinch has my spirit, but it can't occupy its power. The master has the right of life, and he can revive me and get the chance to re open that power. So as for my "bet", the master and the rosefinch are complementary. What they want is all in my body, and they have evolved the power of space power in three thousand worlds. "

Ning Changjiu said: "so on xianger's growth road, rosefinch has been trying to make jiuyu close to you and replace you, while the master has used a small amount of strength to protect you from growing up."

"Well."

Sitting at the cloud table, Zhao xianger lowered her eyebrows and recalled her life.

From her childhood to today, she used to walk on a thorny road. The cannibal monster hid in the jungle. The vicious hunter disguised as her shadow and followed her cleverly. The guardian also hid in the place she couldn't see. She grew up from ignorance.

Zhao xianger is no longer the girl who admires her mother. She has come to realize everything.

Zhao xianger looked at Ning Changchang and said, "so at the end of the previous life, who got the power of three thousand worlds?"

Ning long shook his head and said, "I know very little about the past life."

Zhao xianger sighed and complained: "how could you be so stupid in your previous life? If you're half as smart as you are now, you're not going to be a king. "

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "if you are not stupid, how can you refuse Xiang'er's marriage letter?"

Don't turn your head and ignore him.

"Time, destiny, space..."

Siming pondered these three powers, combed his thoughts, vaguely understood what, but did not form a specific and complete idea.

They continued to discuss the future.

In the days to come, Ning Changchang will still be the main force to kill the monarch, and they will also concentrate on writing secret scripts, developing alchemy methods, digging the veins of the earth, excavating the aura, and accelerating its filtering and generation, so as to lay the foundation for the explosive growth of human practitioners in the next eight years.

The shackles that oppress the human monks have been broken, and there is no barrier between entering the metaphysics and the five ways. When the world is restored, the explosive growth will really begin.

Of course, their primary enemy now is the ferocious two months later.

"At the beginning of the kingdom of hell, we must know its location as quickly as possible. We can't give him any breathing time." Ning long said: "so before that, we will blockade all the peaks of the world."

"Blockade all the peaks?"

"Well." Ning Changjiu said: "leave a mark on those peaks. When the kingdom of God opens, the mark will be triggered and known to us."

Siming asked: "even if we can sense that the imprint is triggered, we can't get there immediately."

Zhao xianger immediately said, "there is a way."

With her fingertips slightly tilted, she said: "three thousand worlds can quickly cross the world, as I have shown before. It's just that every time I use it, it costs a lot. After Gu Yun Cheng and his party, 3000 worlds haven't recovered for a long time. However... Today, I find that this world seems much more vivid than it used to be. "

Lu and Siming looked at her strangely.

"Don't think too much!" Zhao xianger said fiercely: "the recovery of the three thousand worlds is due to my arduous practice... In short, before the opening of the kingdom of hell, the three thousand worlds should be able to start again."

Ning long nodded.

He knew that hell was powerful and would not underestimate the enemy.

The general matter has been discussed. They reckon the day, thinking that the evil letter should have been handed over to the ancient nether world, and the plan of raising the Dark Lord has been put on the agenda. They need to find time to go back to the nether world to help young Ling kill the spirit swallowing people.

After the discussion, Zhao xianger is about to get up, but simang grabs her by the wrist.

"Xianger, it's time for us to get down to business." Siming said with a smile.

Zhao xianger asked, "what can I do for my sister?"

Siming stretched out her hand to the back, gathered up her light colored hair and lifted it to her front. She looked at Zhao xianger and said, "xianger, my hair..."

Zhao Xiang'er opened his eyes innocently and said, "xueci's sister's hair is very beautiful."

Simang was not euphemistic, and said directly: "Master said you can help me to burn the color."

Zhao xianger laughed like a kitten and said, "is this the tone of asking me?"

Siming turns his head slightly, and finds that Lu Jiajia and Ning are looking at her for a long time. She has a little red dimple and doesn't want to ask for help in front of others. She just looks at Zhao xianger.

Zhao xianger grabs her hand and pulls it to her body. Then, in simang's puzzled eyes, the girl keeps writing "ten" in her palm.

Siming immediately understood that the surface emotion could be controlled, but the inner emotion could not be concealed, and his long hair gradually changed color.

"Xianger... Elder sister." Si Ming stares at Zhao Xiang'er and shouts earnestly.

Zhao xianger took back her hand. She rubbed simang's hair and said, "later, sister xueci will be obedient. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll burn my hair by mistake."

Simang chose forbearance and said in a soft voice: "well, I know..."

Zhao xianger and Siming entered the inner room.

The clouds converged into a bucket, which was soon filled with clear and mild water. The black robes were stacked on one side, and Siming's arms crossed his chest, and slowly sank into the water. Zhao xianger soaked all her hair to prevent Phoenix Fire from injuring her. Then he stretched out his jade finger and condensed it into a flame at his fingertips to wash away the color of Siming's hair one by one.

The light color faded, and the silver white wrapped in it appeared again. It seemed that Siming was also slowly fading away the noise of the world, and gradually became a God who sat alone and supported the kingdom of God.

From time to time, Zhao xianger teases her with words and observes the change of hair color. Although Siming has a cold face, he can clearly feel that Zhao xianger's action is delicate.

When the light colored long hair turned back to silver, Zhao xianger sighed softly and said, "in the future, xueci sister can continue to be bold in her duplicity."

Siming looked at the familiar silver hair and said with a faint smile, "thank you, sister Xiang'er."

Zhao xianger pretended to be surprised: "what did you just say?"

Siming closed his eyes, soaked most of his body in the water and repeated: "thank you, sister Xiang'er..."

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia are drinking tea outside, deliberating on the details of their later plans.

"At the beginning, we cast 81 swords together in the kingdom of Jinwu, and a large part of them were exiled in the world. Now we have become the common master of the swords. It's time to take them back." Ning Changjiu said.

The eighty-one sword was originally designed to defeat the God and the Dark Lord. Some of them became the sword spirit of the monks, but most of them were still in the state of ownerless. After the reconstruction of the Jinwu Kingdom, these famous swords with frost blade should return.

Lu Jia nodded and said, "well, I've been planning this recently."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "I'm getting smarter and smarter. It seems that I don't need my husband to worry too much."

Lu Jiajia also laughed. She looked at Ning Changjiu's face and asked, "why do you look so upset?"

Ning long truthfully said: "today, I can't help thinking more about the past life ahead of time."

"Is that still on your mind?" Lu asked

Ning long nodded and said, "yes."

Before, they had talked about why they turned back twelve years and became the little Taoist around Ning Qishui instead of being in the middle of being unobservable.

When the porridge is burnt, if you look back for a moment, you will only go back to the time when it is not burnt, and there will never be the case that the rice is still in the paddy field and has not been harvested.

Is this really a time retrospective?

Or... At the end of the last life, the master changed the whole time and space?

I'd rather think about it for a long time.

When the door opens, Zhao xianger and Siming walk out of the inner room together. Siming smiles at Ning Changjiu. The woman with silver hair and black robe is as good as ever. Her face is still quiet and beautiful, like an ancient painting hidden in the temple.

Zhao xianger, wearing a pleated skirt and snow white socks, always has a smile on her face. She has the appearance of a goddess, but she is like a goblin hiding bad water.

"Although sister xueci looks better now, I still miss her former appearance." Lu looked at her and said with a soft smile.

Simang said faintly, "or let sister Xiang'er dye your hair?"

Zhao xianger also looked at Lu and said, "do you need to marry my sister?" Lu Jiajia shakes her head. She doesn't want her careful thinking to be exposed to the sun. Ning long listened to their conversation and was surprised to find that a brand-new sisterhood chain had formed unconsciously... In the three thousand world, after a short and warm time, they would go to the snowy world together（ Thank you for the reward of xueyujun! Thank you for your support