Beyond the Divine States

At the beginning of December, the heavy snow in the world has not yet rolled to the west, but the two-day short meeting has ended.

In the city of Xiguo, Zhao xianger and Ning have had noodles for a long time. They walk together on the streets of foreign countries. They have seen all kinds of performances in the endless stream of people.

This is the place where the sun falls. People in the western countries also have a crazy worship for the sun. On the streets of the capital city, statues and ornaments related to the sun can be seen everywhere. Even the red carpet on the elephant is painted with abstract patterns of the sun.

When Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger walked through the street, they held hands, but they seemed to be the shadow of nothingness.

Gradually, the pedestrians became more and more sparse, and the surroundings became quiet.

Zhao xianger stopped and raised his finger to the front.

Ning long looked in the direction she pointed.

"Is this the image of rosefinch?"

Ning long looked at the statue in front of her. It was a woman in a long dress and wearing a gold crown. She was gentle and gentle, just like a princess living in seclusion. Her back was facing the sunset, and her features seemed to be covered with a light black veil. She could not see her face clearly.

Zhao xianger nodded gently, her fingers along the black statue upward, pointing to a void, said: "when the year of rosefinch arrives, the kingdom of rosefinch will open there."

Ning Changjiu said, "I hope she is not the enemy."

Zhao xianger looked at the image of rosefinch and said, "she may not be the enemy in the world, but it may be mine."

Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger stood in front of the rosefinch statue for a long time, thinking about things until the sunset.

"Well, the past two days have passed. After that, we can't delay any more."

On the way back, Zhao xianger looked into Ning Changjiu's eyes and said seriously, "it's a pity that I can't leave the three thousand world. I can't walk with you in the future."

It's not easy to meet two days in a year. Before that, their spirits have been lonely for 3500 years.

Ning Changjiu said, "it doesn't matter. Just wait for me in Xiguo."

Zhao xianger gave a faint smile, which was fleeting. "Well, take good care. Too many people have died along the way. If we die again, the world may not be able to wait for the growth of the next group of monks."

Ning Changchang said: "rest assured, the Lord of the kingdom of God is not afraid."

Zhao xianger thought for a while and asked, "the kingdom of God is the symbol of rules. Now that so many gods are destroyed, will it have an additional impact on the world? For example, the rules of the counterattack

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "the kingdom of God is something created by the Dark Lord outside the rules of the world. Destroying them will not affect anything."

Zhao xianger nodded. She stared at Ning Changchang's eyes, but she always felt that he seemed to be hiding something.

"Don't worry, anyway." Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "I am very happy to be with you these two days. I will always remember it."

Zhao Xiang'er frowned and said, "don't talk like this. It's not life and death."

Ning long looked at the girl's face, nodded gently, and they hugged each other, then walked toward the top of the three thousand world together.

In the world, both Lu Qijia and simang were practicing. Lu Qijia began to mobilize the real power of sword and spirit,

She sat cross legged, her white clothes fluttering, the aura of three thousand worlds converged towards her, and the idea of Lu's marriage began to spread to the whole world from the West.

The scope of divine consciousness's extension soon approached the limit, but the sword scattered in the world also got the induction, releasing a weak sword meaning to respond.

Lu Jiajia sensed their location.

She can't do the magnificent scene of the hundred swords, she can only feel their vague position, and then go to the world to take them out one by one.

Under the intense consumption, Lu Jiajia's mind soon dried up. This feeling of exhaustion is like a person in the void. His body is searching for the poor air in his lungs. The feeling of fainting brought by suffocation soon comes down, and uncontrollable aura overflows his body, just like thin sweat on his skin.

After struggling for a long time, Lu Jiajia's mind relaxed slightly and her body heaved violently due to breathing. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to her side, but she didn't catch anything. The sense of failure prompted her to come back to her mind. She looked at the boundless world of the west, adjusted her breath, and then began to extend her second round of mind.

Siming is now in a small attic hanging upside down. The attic is absolutely silent, because Siming sent her incomplete sundial.

This is the holy instrument that she used to keep watch of the kingdom of God, and it is the source of time and power. Unfortunately, half of it was broken in Wanyao city.

But recently, simang was surprised to find that there was a feeling that the moon was gradually filling up at the crack of the sundial - the incomplete sundial seemed to be slowly becoming perfect!

Siming didn't understand. Soon, she realized whether it had something to do with the world becoming real.

Time, like space, absolutely exists in the world whether it is refined as power or not. When the influence of the Dark Lord on this time and space is declining, the power of breaking time tends to be complete... And for human beings, time is eternal. How can the power of breaking time die out?

Siming looked at the still incomplete sundial, and the snow color between the ice eyes became heavier and heavier.

If one day all the sundials will be restored, what will happen? Can the world go back? If we can go back, can we go back to the future and see their ending?

Countless ideas are pouring in.

Siming's silver hair dances with his mind in a disordered and windless mood, and a robe of God is also a sound of hunting.

She took back her mind and sundial, and everything was quiet.

She began to re-examine her own kingdom.

Fufu is the first puppet of the underworld. What his will represents is also the will of the underworld.

The secret Lord has given him the power of infinity, which is interwoven by time and destiny. People make countless choices on a time line, and these choices are linked together, which is the so-called destiny.

But in the final analysis, this is just a single time line of destiny, no matter how the extension of unlimited power, still can not escape from a fixed world.

Therefore, even though he had unlimited power, he could not escape from the fate of being killed.

If death is doomed in the end, how can we change the outcome?

Simang suddenly realized that at the end of Ning Changchang's last life, the master might have found the answer, but she had no time to say it.

As time flies and the sun goes down, Lu's idea of marriage has completed the second round of expansion.

If you know the sea as a picture, the land married to know the sea, there are more than 30 light spots, which are the scattered place of the sword.

Ning long came to her behind, looking at the pale woman, stretched out his hand to caress her back, for her into aura, accelerate breathing.

Lu Jiajia felt the warmth coming from her body, and her frown loosened a little.

"Where did you just go?" Asked Lu.

"I went to see the rosefinch with Xiang'er." I'd like to answer for a long time.

Lu Jia nodded and said, "I have found the whereabouts of 32 immortal swords. Later on, I can take them out one by one on the way to the peaks."

Ning long soft voice way: "hard married."

Lu's breath gradually stabilized. She opened her eyes and asked, "when shall we start?" Ning long distant, said: "on tonight."

"Where shall we go first?" Lu asked

Ning Changjiu replied, "ancient lingzong."

Gulingzong

Lu can't help thinking of the situation when she first met the soul swallower in the imperial city.

At that time, the soul swallowing person with the same horn broke through the void and smashed her huge body into the earth like a mountain. She held the sword and could not face such a demon. At that moment, she felt that the realm seemed to lose its meaning. Under the great disparity of realm, she could only wait for the same death on the earth as everyone else.

Now things have changed and they are going to be the executioners of those demons.

Lu Jia recalled it silently.

Siming came out of the attic and came to them. Simang's dark robe, the last month's Sparrow's pattern has not been bent and faded, the fine moon is sketched behind, and the silver hair is like a waterfall.

Zhao xianger came soon.

Zhao xianger gives Ning Changjiu an ugly paper crane. The paper crane doesn't mean anything but blessing.

Ning looked at the paper crane for a long time and said, "this must be made by Xiang'er?"

Zhao xianger snorted and said, "of course, I've always been clever!"

Ning long smile.

Zhao xianger looked at him and said seriously, "if something unexpected happens, don't force it. We should know that the world is boundless and manpower is limited after all."

Rather long but said: "next time we meet, I hope to see xianger at the end of the world."

Zhao xianger's eyes were flowing, and the stars turned into light spots. She said with a slight smile: "don't talk big. It's good if you don't ask your highness to spare your life."

Siming asked, "what are they talking about?"

Lu Jia shook her head and said she didn't understand.

Ning Changjiu said calmly, "we are comparing ourselves with things."

Zhao xianger nodded in agreement.

They bid farewell in the center of three thousand worlds and promised to meet again next time.

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In the Youming temple, Ning Xiaoling has got the letter from evil.

After reading the letter, she looked at the gate behind the hell hall, and her pretty eyes were filled with sadness.

Kill the soul swallowers to a certain number, feed a certain amount of aura, maintain the most basic operation of the Dark Lord, and prevent it from killing the practitioners who have the pre heaven spirit... This plan sounds simple and beautiful, but the actual operation is not difficult.

First of all, Ning Xiaoling is not sure how many soul swallowers there are in the whole ruins sea. They are scattered in the vast ruins sea, each with thick skin and thick flesh. It is not easy to kill them.

What's more, even if some of them are killed, the rest of them still can't gather. How can they feed Reiki?

Sitting on the throne, Jiuyou doesn't know Ning Xiaoling's troubles.

These days, Jiuyou always have a deep guilt for diting's leaving. Even if diting has already decided to leave, maybe his chili fish made up his mind for it that night, but... But he just joked with it and didn't want to bully it.

She wanted to apologize to diting, but no matter how silly she was, diting would never come back.

Jiuyou sits in his seat, and doesn't write any more poems. He just looks outside and becomes more and more quiet.

Ning Xiaoling did not share her troubles with her.

As she walked back and forth in the netherworld hall with a letter, a bird suddenly sounded behind her.

Ning Xiaoling was stunned. Looking back, a familiar three legged Gold Black stopped on the window lattice and looked at her through the darkness of the main hall.

Ning Changjiu, Lu Jiajia and Siming appeared in the hall one after another.

After one night's sword control, they returned to the ancient lingzong.

Ning Xiaoling thought she was wrong. She rubbed her eyes, but Ning Changjiu came to the palace and gently opened her arms.

If it had been in the past, she might have jumped directly into the arms of her elder martial brother, but at the moment, she just gently cuddled for a while and then released.

Ning Xiaoling raised her head, raised the letter in her hand, and said, "this letter has been received by Xiaoling. Elder martial brother is worried that Xiaoling will not finish the task, so he has come?"

Ning long looked at the lovely girl and was about to say that she believed in the younger martial sister, but Ning Xiaoling had already asked herself, "elder martial brother's worry is correct!"

Ning long Leng for a while, immediately laughed.

Lu Jiajia and Siming also came to the girl. Ning Xiaoling called out master and sister twice.

Four people sit down in the temple of the underworld, and Ning Xiaoling begins to tell them about her problems.

Listen carefully.

"Even if Xiaoling becomes the king of the underworld, can't she feel the whole sea completely?" Ning long thought and asked.

Ning Xiaoling nodded with some guilt: "my Ming Jun is not inherited. Although he has the power of reincarnation, he can't really have the ability that Ming Jun had at that time."

"So we can't be sure how many soul swallowers there are in Xuhai, right?" asked Siming

"Well." Ning Xiaoling answered.

Siming rubbed his forehead and sighed: "so, is this plan difficult to implement from the first step?"

Ning Xiaoling said hurriedly: "maybe my realm is too low. When I know the sea better, maybe I can feel the whole sea."

Lu said with relief, "young people don't have to be forced. It's up to us to find a way."

Say, Lu married hope to rather long.

Ning Changchang closed his eyes and was afraid of the method. He was a Shura and good at archery, so his mental power was particularly strong. He might be able to measure the scope of the whole Hui sea by Jinwu, and then roughly estimate the number of the whole Hui sea according to the density of the soul swallowing people.

But doing so, not only the result is not accurate, but also consumes a lot of time.

Ning long hard thinking, a weak voice in the ear sounded, interrupted their thoughts.

Ning Changjiu is slightly stunned, turns his head and finds that Jiuyou is looking at them seriously.

Ning Xiaoling looked at her and asked, "what's the matter?"

Jiuyou tentatively raised his hand and said, "let me have a try."

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Ning Xiaoling suddenly reacts that Jiuyou is a part of Mingjun and the real inheritance of Mingjun. It's just that the descendants of Mingjun are not very competitive. They look silly and have no sense of existence, so that most of the time, everyone ignores her.

At the moment, Jiuyou recommended herself, and everyone suddenly realized her noble identity.

Ning Xiaoling's heart is slightly tight. She stares at Jiuyou seriously and asks, "does Jiuyou really know what we are talking about?"

Jiuyou grabs the skirt and says seriously, "I've heard it. I feel the sea of ruins... I think I can."

Ning Xiaoling's tight heart was a lot looser. She was still curious and asked: "why is Jiuyou different today?"

Jiuyou looked up at the dome of the hell hall and said, "it's no different. I've been listening to you all the time. I know that there is a terrible devil outside of us. It closes the sky so that we can't leave. We have to defeat it..."

Ning Xiaoling asked: "is Jiuyou going to defeat the demon king?"

Jiuyou nodded, eyes suddenly bright, "well, I also want to go to the outside world to see."

Everyone looked at each other, and immediately showed a shallow smile together.

Jiuyou came to the throne of the nether world with her skirt. She sat down on the throne and closed her eyes. If the temple felt something, it vibrated slightly. The outline of Xuhai was outlined in her knowledge of the sea, and the girl fell asleep.

Rather long came to her body, to guide her eyebrows, confirm that the girl is OK before release.

"Jiuyou is exploring the nether world with her divine sense. When she wakes up, it should be the time to finish exploring Xuhai." Ning long to everyone under a reassurance.

Ning Xiaoling laughed happily and said, "I didn't expect Jiuyou to be so powerful."

Lu asked, "shall we stay here until she wakes up?"

Ning long hesitated.

He is not sure when Jiuyou will wake up. They have to go to the mountains, collect the lost swords, and help the sword Pavilion preach together. Even if the kingdom of rosefinch does not open, they have less than two months left.

Ning Xiaoling also looked at the elder martial brother and said in a low voice, "with my own strength, I'm afraid I can't kill those who swallow souls for ten years..."

Siming suggested: "even if we can't stay here for a long time, we can find help for Xiaoling."

"Help?" Ning Xiaoling asked, "where can I find it?"

Ning Xiaoling looks at Siming. Siming turns the wooden chair to face her. Since she turns back to her long silver hair, her mood has also converged most of the time. The shadow of her long silver hair is cold and quiet. It looks like a perfect statue of goddess.

Ning long but already understand, way: "I go out for a while."

He left the ancient netherworld for a while and came to the ancient lingzong, beside the Tiesuo bridge. He closed his eyes and silently called the master's name in his heart.

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Not considerable, between the lotus shadow, ye Chan palace slowly revived.

She blinked her dry eyes, looked at the ripples in the pool, and heard the voice of Ning long.

Ye Chan palace did not respond too much, only said: "I know."

She looked out of the hall.

At the moment, Bai Zang is patrolling Dahe Town. She looks up with pride and disdain at this shabby town. Now she is Elvis Presley here. Although all the other cats, dogs, cattle and sheep in the town have a good history, it can be seen that she only dares to give in.

Bai Zang is very proud of this. She feels that she has entered into the inner world and is disintegrating the inner power.

She likes it very much. If she can choose, it's more beautiful than her own cold snow palace.

Therefore, she not only wanted to defeat Ye Chan palace one day and enslave her with cat's paws on her peaceful face, but also wanted to help everyone guard against the Dark Lord.

In the lazy sunshine, baizang is lying quietly.

From the stone on her stomach, you can see five trees growing side by side.

Occasionally, she would water the tree with a bucket in her mouth. Because Siming often bullied herself, she always deliberately watered her less. It was one of her rare joys to watch Siming's tree grow the slowest.

Today, after patrolling Dahe Town, Bai Zang returned to Buzhuo. She used to like to sleep in the law Pavilion. One day, a green skirt woman with a brush in her arms came back and beat her hard. Then she only dared to walk around there.

She came to an ordinary hall and found a statue of a kind-hearted God. She curled up beside the statue and took a nap.

All of a sudden, she felt that it was beautiful, and seemed to be happier than when she was the God... But many ordinary cats can enjoy such a life. Is a wild cat happier than the God? Such a conclusion makes her a little unacceptable.

If so, then his bloody struggle and thousand years of obsession is just for nothing?

Bai Zang meow sighed, no longer think about these, just want to live a few more days in peace with the world.

But when Bai Zang was about to fall asleep, the voice of Ye Chan palace rang out in his ears.

White hair's ears trembled.

Although she has made up her mind to stand aloof from the world, she is a tiger after all. If there is a chance to shake the roaring forest, she is willing to try

Bai Zang came to the Taoist temple nervously and looked at Ye Chan palace through the white gauze curtain.

The graceful figure on the whirling white yarn is quite confusing. Baizang is not sure what the state of yechan palace is now.

"Meow, meow, meow." Bai Zang called a few times.

She is waiting for a great mission to come to her.

Ye Chan palace opened her eyes and said, "go to the ancient nether world."

"Meow?" Bai Zang is puzzled.

Ye Chan palace simply explained the plan of raising the secret master, saying: "the scales of the spirit swallowing people are hard. You need a sharp knife to kill them. You are the most suitable."

Bai Zang was very disappointed. She thought that she had been here for so long, and finally she went to chop down the slow body of the soul swallower?

Ye Chan palace way: "remember to listen to Ning Xiaoling's command, don't be impulsive, appear deviation, if everything goes well, next time back to watch, I can temporarily remove your keel chain."

Baizang's pupil is slightly erect, showing a bright light.

She was tired of the keel chain around her neck. After all, the collar was a symbol of slavery.

Although she felt that she was overqualified, she agreed to cut down the soul eaters.

"Meow." Baizang responded.

Then, a whirlpool like water mirror appeared at her feet. Bai Zang was stunned and fell in The awakening of Jiuyou is ten days later. Ning Changchang and others have already left for the highest peaks in the world. Ning Xiaoling pondered over and over the plan we had discussed. Even if the plan was perfect, she could not help worrying. When Jiuyou woke up, she was dizzy. She rubbed her eyes and vaguely saw a white cat lying on the front steps鈥?Listen to me Jiuyou called out softly. Bai Zang licked his paw and gave a cry to deny it. Nine you this just sober up, "ah, originally is small white hide, how did you come?" Ning Xiaoling said with a smile, "maybe we can't live without cats in the underworld." Jiuyou felt more relaxed. Ning Xiaoling asked: "how is Jiuyou feeling?" Jiuyou recalled for a moment and nodded: "I've finished counting!"鈥?Is it counting one by one? " Ning Xiaoling was shocked. Nine you bite lips, weak way: "don't worry, can't count wrong, I return them all number." Ning Xiaoling looked at her suspiciously. Bai Zang called again, indicating that the action can begin. The keel chain on her neck was also loose, and the little white tiger quietly transformed into a girl鈥?A knife. " Bai Zang takes a look at Ning Xiaoling. Ning Xiaoling, knowing this, took out the blade of the tea of the underworld and handed it to her. Baizang took the knife lightly. The girl with snow hair and silver skirt gracefully carried the blade and walked towards the back of the hell hall.