Beyond the Divine States

This small town floats above the eternal world. It is a rootless island.

All around the town, there are golden butterflies. There is no sun in this world, so they become innumerable luminaries and fireflies gathered in lanterns, lighting up the world.

Ye Chan palace took his hand and jumped into the world.

The world opened up for them.

Ning long jumped from the island like town, he opened his arms, like a bird, the wind whispered in his ears.

They fell from high school and all the way to the earth.

The eternal world is crystal clear and radiant with spiritual beauty.

The earth here is made up of silver fine particles, extremely soft. The trees are also like crystal sculptures, towering and straight, just like magnificent palaces. Deer are running in the forest. Deer, like butterflies, are also golden. They shuttle through the forest, only retaining their instinct in life, not drinking or eating, forgetting life and death.

Ye Chan palace takes Ning to walk through this beautiful dreamland for a long time.

"The reincarnation sea is the sea, the eternal world is the forest, and death is just a process of returning to nothingness. It never criticizes its carrier."

The words of yechan Palace are like a breeze through the woods.

Ning long looked up and looked at the high forest, even though he knew that he was in a dream, he still felt unreal.

Except for the deer, he never saw any other creatures.

The fierce jackals, tigers and leopards have become such lovely things after death.

Ning Changchang also found that on the heads of these creatures, there is still a line that seems to be looming. These lines are of different lengths.

"Are these the threads of life?" Ning Changchang asked.

Yechan Palace said, "well, they are the lines of life. When their lines become infinitely short, they can no longer maintain the shape of deer, but will turn into butterflies flying in the sky... The immortality of the eternal world is also false. There has never been real immortality in this world."

The master's soft words seem to bring a touch of loneliness, as if the flowers and plants on the ground see the snow floating in the sky, but they can do nothing.

The golden deer ran past them.

Ning Changchang asked: "there are also huge costs for resurrection, such as my resurrection."

Yechan palace didn't answer. She just walked straight ahead, and the trees passed slowly in front of her eyes, gradually sketching the outline of a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is hidden deep in the forest. It is not big or small. Its shape and structure are quite similar.

Yechan palace stopped.

She looked at the Taoist temple and said, "home."

Ning Changchang knew that it was not the trees and bricks that built this Taoist temple, but the dreams.

Ning long looked at this familiar Taoist temple woven by dreams. He felt as if he was separated from the world. At the beginning, the second elder martial brother took him out of the eternal world and came to the inconspicuous world. Now, the master took him out of the town, but he could not take his broken spirit out of the eternal world.

They will live here and slowly repair his spirit.

At the beginning, when he was killed by Yanfu, the immortal world spent thousands of years to warm him.

Today, even with the help of the master, it will take at least a few years.

Ning Changjiu ascended the steps with Ye Chan palace and entered the temple.

When ye Chan's palace arrived, her temperament became quieter and colder. She seemed to be used to living here, so even in her dream, she was also a pure and holy master.

Ning long walked behind her and slowly closed the door for her.

They walked forward together.

At the front is the release pool. There is no water in the pool. The fish bodies are painted with patterns. They grow wings and swim by virtue of emptiness. There is also a clear line of life on their heads.

In front of the release pool is the Luling hall. After passing through the empty Luling hall, it is the shuge. After the shuge, passing through two lotus halls, there is a small courtyard in which a big tree is planted. In my dream, Ning Changchang and Zhao xianger were reading together under the big tree. In the light and shadow, the flowers and plants flourished.

"After that, we will live here."

Ye Chan palace stands in front of the Taoist temple.

The gale blows, and the golden butterfly's wind surges over the sky.

……

Ning long sat under the clear tree, raised his head, looked up along the tree vein, golden leaves in the wind silent and sound.

Today, Ning Long's ears will still ring the sound of meteorite collapse, still feel the sharp pain of limbs burst. He used his breath to adjust the feeling of his body, making Daoxin a little quiet in this dreamlike world.

Ning long closed his eyes, and couldn't help thinking of marrying snow porcelain. The faces and sounds are still in front of us, but they become untouchable.

In addition to still have consciousness, he and this flying butterfly seems no different.

Ning long hand, a butterfly stopped on the back of his hand, he put his hand close to himself, the butterfly did not fly away, but quietly open and close the wings.

Ning long found that there seems to be a small pattern on the inside of a butterfly's wings. The most peculiar feature of the pattern is that it is not asymmetric, but only exists on one side of the wings.

He frowned slightly, and before he could think about it, the gate of the Taoist temple opened, and the white gauze long skirt yechan palace came out of the Taoist temple.

The old heavy hall and the slender snow-white girl fall in sight.

The butterfly flies away, rather long and slightly absent.

Ye Chan palace holding two volumes of books, she went to the soft grass, hesitated to hold the book in her arms, legs bent, to hook the embroidered shoes and snow socks, barefoot on the soft grass. As the stream of moonlight flows across the grass, she comes to Ning Changchang's side and sits down against the tree. Her knees are slightly bent and two books are slanted.

She handed one of them to Ning Changjiu.

Ning long thought it was an ancient book of cultivation, but when he opened it, it turned out to be a story book.

Ye Chan Gong said, "you have nothing to learn. You have worked too hard these years. Let's read books."

Ning long eyes fall on the book, the spirit is unable to focus.

Ye Chan palace looked at him and asked, "what's on your mind?"

Ning long nodded gently. After thinking for a moment, he slowly asked the doubts in his heart.

"In the previous life, I was taken away from the immortal world by the second elder martial brother. If so, how can I become a little Taoist in this life?" I'd rather say it for a long time.

"In the letter with Xiang'er, haven't you already guessed the answer?" Ye Chan Palace said: "at the beginning, I didn't look back on time, but... Jumped to a new world line."

Ning Changjiu nodded his head gently. He looked at the butterflies all over the sky, and his heart was filled with a sense of fear: "even if it's a brand new world..."

Ye Chan palace looked at him quietly.

Ning long suppressed the idea of the heart, did not continue to say.

"Don't worry about that." Ye Chan Gong said: "under the infinite power, all seemingly absurd things that transcend common sense are possible. This is the infinity of time and space. It has no reason, but it can shape facts."

Ning long um a, temporarily put down many thoughts in the heart.

The butterflies in the sky shed light, and they sat under the tree reading together.

After reading for a while, Ning Changjiu suddenly put his hand on the book of Ye Chan palace. He gently grabbed her book, closed it and put it on the grass.

"Let's read the same book together."

Ning said for a long time and spread his book between them.

Yechan palace gently hum a.

Their eyes fell on the same book, and their reading speed was surprisingly consistent with a deep tacit understanding.

Ning long looked at the story in the book. When he was happy or sad, his eyes would quietly fall on yechan Palace's face. He wanted to see a little fluctuation in his face, but yechan Palace's face was calm from beginning to end.

There is no night in eternity, they can't feel the passage of time.

Two people unconsciously read a book, they shared the feeling of reading, they continue to sit together under the tree, there is not a word to speak.

"Is there anything you want to do?" Asked Ye Chan.

"Well?" Ning long does not understand its meaning.

Ye Chan Palace said: "my power is the dream, I can do many things."

Ye Chan palace seems to be trying to prove her words. She holds the tree trunk up. Her fingers move gently. The wind of dreams sweeps across the earth. The temple like crystal palace becomes solemn and dignified. The golden butterfly becomes colorful. The grass becomes green. The tree trunk is brown and the leaves are green.

The inconceivable in the dream has become the inconceivable in the reality.

Ning long looked at all familiar, but said with a smile: "master or accept the magic power, I am afraid that over time, I will not be able to distinguish between reality and dream."

This seemingly real world is a dream, and the dream like world is real at the moment.

Yechan palace gently hum a, she is petite, but like a real God, waving the world back to the original.

Ning Changjiu felt guilty and said, "master, you don't have to worry so much. I just want to be quiet."

Ye Chan Gong said: "you blocked the meteorite and saved the world. Now that you are a patient, you can treat me not as a teacher but as a doctor. My duty is to heal you and keep you cheerful."

Ye Chan palace is a maiden form. Although the words are naturally cool, they also have a sense of tenderness. It sounds like a tender promise made between a little boy and a little girl.

Ning looked at her for a long time. After a moment, he also said with a smile: "master is master, not doctor. Master is on the side, which is better than any good prescription in the world."

"Well... Thank you." Ye Chan palace pursed her lips, as if to express her smile.

She was born cold, like a lonely star in the sky. Although her fairy dimple is beautiful, it can't convey any emotion clearly.

She said: "take good care of your illness. If you have any requirements, you can tell me. As a teacher, you will agree. The only requirement I have for you is to keep your mind steady. Don't worry too much. Don't worry about gains and losses."

Ning long nodded seriously.

He could foresee that the days to come would be very peaceful, like a stream flowing through here.

Years of quiet, will find something to do.

In the yard, Ning Changjiu made a chessboard with Ye Chan palace, and they began to play chess.

Ning Changjiu's chess ability has always been good. He has great confidence in himself when he was in the state of Zhao and at the banquet of the state of the sea.

Two people knock down black and white son leisurely in the courtyard.

At the end of the first game, Ning long narrowly won half of the game.

They began to make a comeback, pondering over their clever tactics.

After gathering the pieces, they played another game, and Ning Changjiu narrowly won half of the game again.

He sensed something wrong.

In the third inning, Ning Changjiu still won half of the game.

He took the pieces, looked at yechan palace and said, "master, you don't have to let me, just do what you want. I can't be happy with the victory."

"Is it..." yechan Palace said gently, then nodded, "OK."

The two began to settle down again.

It's getting slower and slower.

He didn't know how to describe his master's real chess skills. If xianger was taken as the base, it would be about the level of twenty-four xiangers.

In the middle of the game.

Ning long looked at the pieces on the chessboard and sighed. He was already very powerful, but in front of his more powerful opponents, he had no fighting power, and was killed and abandoned his armor.

Ning long grabbed a piece and was about to put it on the chessboard.

Yechan Palace but held his hand, that small hand Cool soft, but also with indescribable firm.

She took Ning Changjiu's hand, took his piece, picked up one, put it on the chessboard for him, and then said seriously, "don't admit defeat, no matter when, even if you play chess with me."

Ning looked at her eyes for a long time, suddenly came back, "disciple, obey me."

"You can continue to call me master, but you don't have to call yourself a disciple any more." Ye Chan Palace said.

"Why?" Ning long puzzled.

"Because there are only two of us in the world now." Ye Chan Gong said: "when there are only two people in a world, their relationship must not be apprenticeship."

It's better to be ignorant for a long time.

If there were only two people left in a world, what would they do?

To create a new nation and even a new world?

Ning long-term perception of his incomplete soul, a faint smile.

They played a few more games of chess, and both ended up with yechan Palace's great victory.

Ye Chan palace can't bear to win any more. He looks at Ning Changjiu and asks, "what else do you want to do?"

Ning Changchang said, "I want to go to the immortal world."

Yechan palace agreed.

Ning Changjiu asked: "if we go far, can we still return to the inconceivable?"

Ye Chan palace way: "don't worry."

So they went into immortality together.

The whole place was uprooted by yechan palace, floating behind, like a floating whale.

It is said that some people are reluctant to give up the sweet well water in their hometown, so when they leave their hometown, they carry the whole well on their back and travel together. Now, because Ning had been worried about being lost for a long time, ye Chan palace moved the whole company away, which is similar to the legend.

They were floating in the air. They were walking ahead.

Ning Changchang asked: "we are in the eternal world now, but if the Dark Lord destroys Lei guxing, our world will collapse."

Ye Chan Palace said: "the eternal world is a part of the kingdom of thunder. It comes from the candle dragon, not the Dark Lord. If one day, the kingdom of thunder collapses, then the kingdom of thunder will go away with the immortal world in its mouth. It's not a good place to go. In Dahe Town, there are still many ancient gods who are old with leilao. "

Ning Chang Chang asked: "what is the relationship between Lei Lao and candlelight dragon?"

Ye Chan Palace said: "the candle dragon is Lei Lao's mentor. At the beginning, the candle dragon hit the sky, fell to the earth and was dying. Many people wanted to share the body of the candle dragon. Lei Lao tried to save his mentor's body, but he also cut off its last breath with a sharp sword."

Ning sighed for a long time and said, "is it for the sake of showing loyalty to the secret master to kill one's own mentor?"

Yechan palace nodded and said, "yes, after that, leilao occupied the remnant power of the candle dragon and became the head of the new group of dragons. As the king of the dragon clan, it's a matter of course to occupy one of the Twelve Gods."

Ning Changchang's step is slow, and the Dragon chant resounds in his mind again.

Before the Dark Lord really penetrated into the world, when he chose the Lord of God, he did not care about his deeds. So with such a heavy hatred, Lei Lao and Ju Fu seized the position of Lord of God and took advantage of it to hibernate until they rebelled.

Five hundred years ago, Jufu entered the kingdom of leilao. At that time, Jufu and leilao should have made an agreement and plan for the next few hundred years, including how to settle his fragmented spirit.

As they walked through the lush forest, large patches of butterflies swept past them like wind.

They don't look like mentors, lovers, brothers and sisters. They are between intimacy and estrangement, with a delicate balance, which is strangely consistent with this dreamlike quiet world.

"Why is there no lake in this world?" Ning long looked at the forest in front of him and asked.

"Because there's water in the lake." Ye Chan Palace said: "water is the source of life, but it is not necessary for the dead."

"Then why are there trees and flowers?" Ning long asked again.

"Because trees and flowers are their home." Ye Chan Palace said.

"Even if they are dead, can all souls lose everything and cannot leave their homes?" Ning asked long and leisurely.

"Well." Ye Chan Gong said: "because home is the carrier of life, the existence of things need the carrier to prove their existence."

"So isn't it my home?" Ning long turned around, looked at the Taoist temple floating behind him and asked.

"Maybe." Ye Chan Palace said.

Ning didn't say anything for a long time. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "no, it's because the master is not in sight, so it's my home."

Butterflies all over the sky once again like the wind blowing through the dense forest, butterfly wings shaking, light lines like a ripple like smile.

……

They went through the forest and came to a deep valley full of white flowers and butterflies.

They searched for a piece of open space and put the inconspicuous objects on it.

They return to Guanzhong, such as those who have been on the journey for a long time.

The eternal world knows neither life nor death nor weariness.

Ning Changjiu and ye Chan Palace are sitting quietly in the temple, as if they are talking about debating sitting, but they don't say anything obscure, just talk about the common things in the past together.

"I'm not... A boring person."

Ye Chan palace suddenly said so.

Ning Changchang's mind trembled and said with a smile, "how can you think that, master?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "in the first three years of my dream, you had a very happy life with Xiang'er, Siming and married them. The laughter never stopped. After three years, I just felt short and reluctant. But I can't be like them. I can't even smile and cry. I should be behind the scenes rather than on the stage. I... "

"A boring man."

At the moment, she looks like a young empress, sitting in the desolate palace, looking up at the caisson of the king's palace, sighing about the life of a lonely family that can be forgotten.

Ning long interrupted her thoughts, he said with a smile: "people enjoy the richness of stone pot when they eat, the bitterness when they drink tea, and the sweetness when they drink streams. They are all the beauty of life, and there are no advantages or disadvantages. I can understand that they are lucky if I have been saved by my master. If I choose again, I will be really heartless."

"Is it?" Ye Chan palace light language, seems to ask himself.

Ning long smiles and nods, "well, master, you don't have to think about interesting and boring things."

Ye Chan palace shook her head and said, "I'm thinking about whether you are heartless or not."

"Well." Rather long micro Leng, he raised his head, is on the leaf Chan palace microstrip smile clear eyes.

Ye Chan palace lowered her head and said: "I want to try to say a joke, or is it so... Boring?"

Ning Changjiu immediately shook his head, "no, it's very interesting."

"Interesting talk?"

"Well... It's the master. It's very interesting."

"Oh." Ye Chan Palace also learned to sigh, words moving still: "you really..."

"All conscience is lost." Ning long for her to complete the words.

……

Time goes by slowly.

The next day is still so calm, like a tune without ups and downs.

They will sit under the tree reading together, or tell each other some stories, sometimes they will take a journey of thousands of miles, but although the world is beautiful, it is still monotonous and lifeless.

Yechan palace is like a delicate porcelain doll. Her face and words are always calm. She is not like Lu Jiajia, who deliberately holds up her master's airs. On the contrary, she is as close to peace as possible, but still gives people a sense of aloofness.

Ning Changchang sometimes tries to annoy her deliberately to see the limit of master's calmness.

Yechan palace just showed a slightly helpless look, and sometimes they would catch him and give him a symbolic beating like landing.

They can't see the spring and autumn coming, and they don't know how long the days have passed. Eight years is a definite time limit, but it's vague for Ning Changjiu. He always remembers his commitment to them.

One morning.

Ning long wakes up from his bed and suddenly finds that his clothes have become smaller. When he ties his belt, he has a feeling of looseness visible to the naked eye.

He told the story to yechan palace. Ye Chan Palace said: "you should be thinking day and night, so you lose weight." Ning long doubt: "spirit will also thin?" Ye Chan palace way: "perhaps." Ning Changjiu asked, "how long has it been?" Ye Chan Palace said: "a month."“ A month... Just a month? " Ning Changchang was a little stunned. He thought that at least half a year had passed. Ye Chan Palace said: "when you are with me, do you live like this?"“ Of course not. " Ning Changjiu shakes his head. Ye Chan palace thought for a while, also said: "maybe not my boring."“ Well Rather long doubt. Ye Chan Palace said: "this is our dream, the dream is arbitrary, it should be more exciting." With that, ye Chan palace took out a piece of rose red paper from her arms. She pointed out what was painted on it, and the paper became more and more colorful. She handed the paper to Ning Changjiu and asked, "this is a letter of marriage. Do you want to take it?"... "（ Thank you for your reward! The support of crab book friends