Beyond the Divine States

The dust sea of star explosion is like a layer of barriers between heaven and earth. It seems that the myth and legend have been verified. Heaven and earth are divided into nine parts. The sunlight is reflected by the ashes floating in the sky and can not reach the ground. The ground was dark and the temperature dropped sharply.

The aftershock of the meteorite explosion is still pushing at an unimaginable high speed. The rolling embers are full of high temperature. There are no birds in the distance. The noisy dust creates a purgatory that can not survive.

Let's not say it's high up in the sky. The land thousands of miles away was swept by the heat wave of the explosion. Fortunately, the central point of the explosion was the boundless Mirror Lake

The water of Jinghu Lake has been boiled and a large number of fish bodies have emerged from the water.

Baizang's body with a silver skirt floated out of the steaming lake. The snow-white body was slightly undulating due to breathing. The blood on it was like silk. The white bodies of fish floated on the side, looking like petals in the water.

The sound of dragon chant was the last sound that Siming heard. At last, she had no room to think. The sea was humming black, and she fell into the temple. At the same time, the kingdom of Jinwu collapsed, turned into a golden light, and flew towards the clouds above.

In the sound of dragon singing, Bai Zang, who was unconscious, suddenly woke up, and his lax silver eyes gathered together.

She recognized the dragon song.

Thousands of years ago, she heard this sound

At that time, she had not yet ascended the throne of God. In the northwest of the earth, it was stormy and rainy. She stood on the wasteland and saw the red lightning falling from the sky. Then countless serpents and python rushed towards the lightning, as if they had been hungry for thousands of years and saw the feast of the city.

In the storm, the blood came from the distance. Baizang knew that there was a fierce fight there. Then, a long dragon song from ancient times sounded, covering all the noise.

The dragon song belongs to the New Dragon King.

It's... Thunder!

The immortal God, the most powerful king of the existing dragon life, leilao!

Baizang confirmed that he had heard right.

But if it's ray, what's going on? It will take another two months for the Dark Lord to pass the thunder prison star. Even if it fails to light up the thunder prison star, it will be two months later. Why has the kingdom of baizang just fallen and the kingdom of thunder prison already opened? Who lit the stars?

Baizang's first reaction was yechan palace. After all, yechan palace didn't appear all the time in this battle to block the stars... But the Dark Lord hasn't been expelled. Yechan palace can't really reach heaven even though it has the means to reach heaven!

Baizang can't think of an answer for the moment.

She climbed out of Jinghu Lake and came to the shore. She looked at the figures of Lu Jiajia and Siming on the ground. After confirming that they still had breath, she sat in the middle of them, thinking nothing but lying on the grass and looking up at the sky.

There is a huge shadow in the sea of clouds!

The shadow was moving at a high speed in the clouds, and the scales opened and closed, making the sound only when the shield armor struck. The long howling sound of the Cologne was like the strong wind in the sky, reverberating majestically. This seven dust sea seems to be its world, and when its body swings, it also breaks out the huge scene of the four seas tumbling and the five continents shaking. This is the case with leilao. What kind of terror should the candle dragon, the first dragon of all dragons, be in his lifetime?

Dragon King through thick dust, ancient scales fearless of high temperature, Jiao Yao dance, soar away.

Leilao has found Ning Long's spirit.

More than 3000 years ago, Ning Changchang, the last life of Yi, was killed by Huofu. The spirit of Ning Changchang was stored in the immortal world of leilao for 2000 years, until huo'e returned from the moon prison. So leilao is very familiar with this spirit.

Rather long spirit floating in the clouds, like the wings of the fire butterfly.

Leilao's huge head surrounds the spirit.

The image of leilao is similar to the description of dragon in ancient mythology. The difference is that leilao has three heads!

That's three heads of different ages.

Its oldest head is in the middle, and the next two are the heads of young people and adults.

Its lantern like golden pupil stares at Ning's long broken spirit, with dragon breath in its nose and complicated look in its eyes.

It sighs the same deep sigh.

In accordance with the promise of Ye Chan palace, Lei Lao widens his mouth, swallows the spirit of Ning long into his body, then breaks through the clouds, rushes into the sky, and flies into the eternal world in the void.

Ning Changjiu once said when the kingdom of sin collapsed, how I leave, how I will return.

He was originally brought back from the eternal world by yechan palace. Now he will go back there again and come back to life again. But the next time he wakes up, I don't know when it will be.

The sound of the Dragon disappeared in the sky.

Ye Chan palace brushed away the water mirror in front of her body. Her face still didn't fluctuate too much, but when she touched her cheek with her finger, her fingertips were moist.

Zhao xianger sits on the white clouds of three thousand worlds. Here is still the peaceful scene of white clouds and cranes. She takes back her sight from a distance. The breeze blows across her cheek, but her leg swings like a swing. The girl's posture is as quiet as a statue.

Snow feather sparrow flies from afar across mountains and rivers.

She turned into a snow kite, knelt down on one knee and handed the letter to Zhao xianger.

Zhao xianger took the letter, opened it and unfolded it.

……

"Xianger, how are you?

The flowers in the garden of the sword Pavilion bloomed yesterday. When I went to enjoy them in my spare time, I couldn't help thinking of the days before.

If it were Zhao, the flowers would have bloomed earlier. I'm sorry that the three-year appointment didn't last long. I've been having trouble sleeping and eating recently. I often have the impulse to come to Xiguo to see you, but I've been afraid to come, because I know I can't hide it from you. I just didn't think that we didn't meet face to face. You've already guessed what will happen in the future. Xianger is really smart.

Sooner or later, the Dark Lord will throw meteorites into the world. I'm not sure when it will be. But I guess that when the kingdom of baizang or Quanlin was destroyed, there were no walls in the sky, only clouds and birds. Someone had to use the body as a wall to intercept them in the sky.

This is the first real confrontation with the Dark Lord.

Xianger doesn't need to worry. Five hundred years ago, although we didn't get to this scene, we were ready for death.

The eternal world will be my temporary sleeping place, the power of life will reshape my body, and don't worry that we will forget each other. The power of dream will be the anchor of my memory in this life... And when I just have a dream, everything will be as it was yesterday when I wake up.

Master said that I would sleep for eight years.

When we first came out of the sun, it was 6000 years ago. In terms of the continuation of the fire of civilization, it was an unimaginable long time of 1.5 billion years. Compared with eight years, it seemed like a flash of the finger, but I was still a little worried.

I like you and the world.

I also have some immature ideas about the power of space. I think of the infinity of fufu. Its infinity is composed of time and destiny. It is the infinity on the single world line. In those days, would the master join hands with you to create a new infinity with time and space? I'm not going back 12 years ago, but jumping from one world line to another, where I'm living a very different life.

Of course, this may be a bit incredible

Over the years, I've been together with xianger for a long time. I'm always worried and guilty. Although the previous reunion was short, I'll always remember xianger's smile and the beauty of the three thousand worlds.

See you in eight years. "

When the paper was folded, Zhao xianger read it calmly and took it back into his sleeve. The wind came from afar, rolling the heat wave in the air, and blowing his black and white eyes.

"See you in eight years."

She waved to the distance, and her skirt rolled in the clouds.

……

……

Lu Jia woke up from her dream. She straightened up and her chest heaved violently.

She turned her head and found that Siming was sleeping not far away. Siming couldn't tell whether she was asleep or unconscious, and her eyebrows were still slightly frowning.

Lu can't restrain her breathing. Her fingers fall into her long hair and hold her head tightly. She recalls her previous nightmare and looks to the right.

Bai Zang is sitting by the window, looking at the light outside. In front of her, there is a folded, spotless scarf.

Bai Zang looked back at Lu and said, "you wake up."

Lu Jialian asked: "how long will it last? Where is he? "

Baizang looked at her quietly and didn't answer.

Lu Jia's eyes drooped slightly and her voice trembled: "I just had a nightmare. I dreamt that he was... He was..."

Lu's wife groaned miserably. She held her head in her hands against the quilt. In her nightmare just now, she saw the stars fall and Ning long standing in the air, smashed to pieces by a meteorite

Baizang could guess what she had dreamed. She said, "it's not a dream."

Lu Jiajia's hand stopped shaking. When she looked up again, tears came from her eyes. Her eyes were misty, empty and pale. She just looked at Bai Zang dully without any anger.

Lu Jiajia stopped thinking. Her body was shivering with cold, and her heart was aching. The smiling and tender youth in her memory disappeared. The endless sour feeling was like a cumulonimbus floating in the sea of knowledge.

She couldn't accept it and didn't dare to think about it. She didn't even experience the final separation

Looking at Lu's near collapse, Bai Zang said, "don't worry, he's not dead."

After a while, she slowly raised her head and frowned, as if doubting whether she was listening to hallucinations.

Baizang repeated: "he didn't die. In this world, the only thing that can save him for a long time is the immortal world of leilao. Now, the kingdom of leilao has been opened, and it has brought him back to the immortal world. If there is no accident, she will also be in the immortal world."

Lu didn't understand. The immortal world... It's the kingdom of leilao, leilao

"Have I been in a coma for two months?" Lu's heart was filled with awe. Was it two months ago?

Bai Zang said, "no, you have been in a coma for three days."

Lu Jia was even more puzzled: "what's the matter?"

Bai Zang said, "come to the window and look up."

Lu Jiajia staggered down from the couch. The woman's soft legs barely gave birth to some strength and supported her body. She held the edge of the bed upright and went to baizang's side. She looked up in the direction of baizang's fingers.

In the sky, countless friars came out. They were responsible for driving the sea of dust to the wilderness to prevent the sun from falling into the world.

This action has been going on for three days and three nights.

There are still a lot of dust clouds floating in the sky, but the sky over the sword pavilion has been cleared by the monks. If you look up, you can see the sky.

"That's..."

Lu Qijia immediately noticed that there seemed to be an extra star at a certain place in the night sky.

Is that Lei guxing

Lu Jiajia is wondering, and baizang has given the answer: "that's Uranus."

She explained what happened at that time: "Ning long blocked the meteorite with his body. His body was destroyed, but only his spirit. Only master and Leigu can save it. No one in the world can light Leigu, but the demons on Uranus can! They are already free and out of the control of the Dark Lord. The insignificant sixth is on Uranus. He should know about this plan. "

Lu Qijia understood vaguely.

The demons on Uranus ignite the star of thunder and save Ning Changjiu

"What about other people? Where is he now? " Asked Lu.

"He should be sleeping," he said

Lu Jia's brain was aching. In the pain, she also slowly regained consciousness. She thought of the parting scene. She asked him how long the deadline was. He said eight years

Eight years

For a monk, eight years should be only a short segment of his life, but for Lu's marriage at the moment, there is a long feeling that he can't see the end at a glance.

Ning's previous life ended at the age of 28.

Will it be the same in this life? Can they meet again?

Lu has no confidence.

After she calmed down a little, she also sat down beside Bai Zang. They looked out of the window together. In the continuous strong wind, many trees were broken in the courtyard, and the petals fell clean and piled up.

Only the scarf folded square, like the end of spring still do not want to melt the snow.

Time has become immensely long.

……

The dust in the sky was gradually cleared away. Some of them were cleared into the wasteland, some were filled into the sea, and many rivers were directly submerged, forming new land.

Two days later, Siming woke up.

When she woke up, she saw Shao Xiaoli's red eyes.

Siming, like Lu's wife, felt a headache. It took him a long time to relax.

After learning that Siming wakes up, Lu Jiajia comes in with the decoction. Siming learns the whole story from her mouth.

"I want to make us happy... Hum, I cheated us again. I really want to tear his mouth." Simang spoke bitterly. She took the medicine soup, stirred it gently with a porcelain spoon and said, "I don't want to drink it."

Lu's desire to talk is not enough.

Shao Xiaoli reluctantly showed a smile, said: "do not want to drink is not to drink, has been so bitter, but also drink bitter medicine to do."

Siming stretched out his hand and touched Xiaoli's face. He immediately drew back and held it tightly.

Lu said: "sister xueci, don't be too sad. My husband is still alive... This time, he shouldn't cheat us."

Siming laughed at herself and said, "I've lived more than a thousand years. I don't know how many eight years I've spent. I'm not married to such a little girl. I think I'm dying for eight years."

Lu Jiajia pursed her lips, and her eyes were slightly red.

Siming held the hand of the landing and said, "well, at least this time there is a deadline, not a long-term wait. Eight years... Soon, don't cry."

She comforted, but Lu's tears fell down unconsciously, and Shao Xiaoli began to wipe her eyes.

Xiao Li bit his lip and said, "when is sister Siming so gentle?"

Simang said: "I have always been gentle and kind..."

"Deceiving." Lu said softly. Then she took the porcelain spoon and fed the medicine to her lips. Her words were quite dignified: "drink!"

Siming was surprisingly obedient and began to drink.

Lu Jia bit her teeth and said softly, "yes, let's not be too sad... Maybe he's sleeping peacefully now, dreaming something."

Siming drank the medicine as if it was bitter, and he couldn't say anything more.

Shao Xiaoli sat upright and looked at them. He pursed his lips tightly. After a moment, he got up and said, "I'll cook for you."

Shao Xiaoli cooked the meal, and everyone asked shangbaizang to eat together.

Lu Jiajia and Siming had a little taste. Siming looked at Xiaoli and was not sure if there was too much salt

Lu Jia chewed the grains of rice and felt bitter.

"Yes? Shao Xiaoli can't taste the food he cooked himself.

"There is no change in the taste," baizang said calmly

"So..." simang answered softly.

With a word, the bitterness of Lu's mouth disappeared. The rice was still fragrant and soft, but she couldn't lift her appetite.

There was silence again.

……

……

Ning long woke up.

He was in a low yard. The yard was full of black earth houses. There was a door in front of it. The door was very old. Beside the door stood a very old mother-in-law.

Ning remembers the scene for a long time.

At the beginning, he told Lu Jiajia about his previous life when he was teaching jiantianzong. The beginning of his previous life was in this pile of broken houses. Here, he was taken away by the second elder martial brother and brought back all the way.

Now, he's back here.

Rather long not sure whether all this is an illusion, also not sure whether he is sober at the moment.

He looked at the old woman, who seemed to be guarding the door. He was not even sure whether she was asleep or dead.

There was silence.

After waiting for a long time, Ning Changjiu finally heard a knock on the door.

The old woman woke up and opened the door.

The door opened.

The soft moonlight fell into the courtyard. Ning long looked at the girl standing at the door, as if she saw the water moon shaking.

The girl seemed to give the old woman money and other things.

The old woman is smiling.

"Let's go." The girl looked at Ning long and held out her hand.

Ning took her hand for a long time.

She took him out of the depressed courtyard and out.

Everything is still like the way the second elder martial brother took him.

The girl walked quietly beside him. The white gauze skirt was woven like moonlight and swayed in the breeze of the alley... The girl was condensed like moonlight, only the dark night with eyes and hair.

"Master." Ning long gently way.

It is Ye Chan palace that leads him.

Yechan palace is still like a young girl, with young face, beautiful bone and clear spirit. Its beauty is so clear and ethereal that it is difficult to describe the scene with words.

"Well."

She gave a soft answer.

Ning long thought of the picture before sleeping.

No, not before he fell asleep, he could soberly know that he was still sleeping. It was the master who connected with him through dreams.

He recalled the image of a meteorite falling.

The stars burst out in front of his eyes, like flowers woven by fire, and his bones were also shattered in the fire. Looking back at this moment, he could still feel the pain in his heart... At the end of the memory, he vaguely heard a dragon chant.

"Did I stop the meteorite? How is the world? " Ning Changchang asked.

"All is well, don't worry." Yechan Palace's words are as calm and gentle as ever, as if the most restless flame will be smoothed into the sea by her words.

Ning's mood is quieter for a long time.

Although it was a dream, he could also feel the touch of the master's fingers, which was also indescribable softness, as if he was not a human being, but a spring breeze.

"Are we in immortality now?"

Ning long looked at the rocks crisscrossed in the town and asked.

Ye Chan palace light point first, she led him into the South Lane.

There were three people in the alley, a young man, a middle-aged man and an old man.

They watched their departure quietly.

Ning didn't know their identity for a long time. Now he realized that these three people were the manifestation of the three heads of God Lei Gu.

They went through the town together.

At the end of the town, yechan palace stops.

Ning long walk to her side, stop and stare, in front of all of a sudden.

It was a vast world.

The world doesn't seem to be very different from the outside world, but there are countless golden butterflies flying in it.

Ning long opened the eyes of the sun to look at the past.

Countless golden butterflies are flying in the air. Many of them fall on the ground, as if they died of old age. But not long after, they struggle to fly from the ground and float back to the sky.

"Their life is like a rope, and death to them is a pair of scissors, which will cut the rope in two. But after cutting it in half, the rope still exists. It's just a little short. The next time you die, you'll cut the rope in half again. The rope of life is cut in half. No matter how many times you cut it, even if the rope is cut as thin as dust, it won't disappear... Therefore, their life is immortal. " Ye Chan palace tells about the world, saying: "this is the logic of life in the eternal world."

Ning long listened to the master's words, imagined this strange world, and asked, "where do these butterflies come from?" Ye Chan Palace said: "they are all souls. After the customs of reincarnation closed, many souls turned into butterflies and came to the eternal world. They don't know the spring and autumn, the temperature and the cool, the life and death. They can live forever, but it's meaningless for them to live forever."“ What an absurd world... "Ning Changjiu sighed," in the days to come, will I live here? "“ Yes, we're going to live here. "“ "We?"“ Well, I won't make you a butterfly. " Ye Chan palace looked at the flying golden butterflies and said softly.