Beyond the Divine States

In the palace carved like crystal, the wedding letter between Ye Chan's fingers is like a maple leaf.

Ning long looked at the marriage letter, the finger between the sleeves suddenly trembled, at this moment, he felt that the world was clear.

The wind of butterfly blows through the window and sprinkles golden Miscanthus on the courtyard. The light falls on Ning Changchang's cheek through the window. The light and shadow flow like water. The silent time is flowing in the same silent image.

Ye Chan palace watched him, not knowing whether he was looking at him or the beautiful Golden Shadow floating on his cheek.

A moment later, ye Chan palace fingers shrink, as if to take back the letter of marriage, rather long hand blocked all this, his hand did not know when also fell on the letter of marriage, pinched a corner of the letter of marriage.

Ye Chan palace looked at him again, but did not let go immediately.

Ning Changjiu lowered his head and said, "thank you, master."

Ye Chan palace just released her finger.

Rather long took the letter of marriage, gently on the knee, did not open, it seems still some hesitation. Ning long had a kind of empress summoning himself to face the saint. He went to the temple and was given the marriage without the imperial edict. He knew that the object of the marriage letter was probably the empress himself. Although he was secretly happy, his moral standard did not allow him to have the dilemma of delusion.

Ye Chan palace is the first to say: "don't you care who the object of the marriage letter is?"

Ning Changjiu thought, is there a third person in the eternal world

Of course, he knew that although the master looked gentle and simple, he was actually a girl who had planned the war of hunting the country for thousands of years and brought history to this stage by herself. After all, even if you are gentle and kind, there will be a time when the Yellow sparrow will be behind you, not to mention the master... So, I'd rather not answer this question rashly for a while.

Ning Changjiu said: "since it's the engagement made by the master, of course I care about it."

Ye Chan Palace said: "don't be stiff. If you want to see it, just open it."

The more insipid Ye Chan's words are, the more uneasy he will be for a long time. Similarly, he is also curious about what the content of the marriage letter is.

Since the master said something, Ning Changjiu opened the marriage letter with a self-confident look.

In the Taoist temple, the two sat quietly.

Ning long eyes fell on the letter of marriage.

The content of the letter of marriage is very simple. It's mostly a good time, a good scene, a marriage, a partner, a white head's appointment, a red leaf's alliance and so on.

Ning long slightly nervous to see the end.

There is no name at the end.

Ning long raised his head and said, "master, what does that mean?"

Ye Chan palace took out a pen, handed it to his hand, light way: "you can write down any name."

Ning Long Wei Zheng, way: "any name?"

Ye Chan palace nodded: "yes."

Ning Changchang said: "all the people who are in love with me are married..."

Ye Chan Gong said softly, "if you miss them, you can also write down their names."

Ning Changjiu was stunned and said, "can master connect their dreams?"

"No way." Ye Chan Palace said: "this is the eternal world, not the human world. My dream power can't be linked across borders."

Ning long more curious: "then if I write down their names, what will happen?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "don't forget that this is a dream. Since it is a dream, everything can happen. Whether they can really happen depends on whether you dare to think about it."

"It's up to me to think?" Ning long staring at the marriage letter, quiet mood aroused waves.

Ye Chan Gong rouhe said, "well, this is a dream. It belongs to you. You can write down your name on the marriage letter at any time."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "but the dream is false."

Ye Chan Gong said: "it is precisely because people live too soberly too often that they need the illusion of dreams to comfort their souls."

Ning long felt reasonable, nodded, accepted the marriage letter and pen, and once again thanks the master.

"If I fill in my wife's name, then... Where will the master be?" Ning long asked in a low voice.

"I will be invisible." Ye Chan Palace said.

"Master, will you look at us?" Ning Changchang asked.

"Aren't you used to my gaze?" Ye Chan palace asked.

Ning Changchang suddenly remembered that in the middle of the day, the master could see his daily life clearly, just like... Xiang'er.

Ning Changchang asked: "master, have you been watching all the time? How to comprehend

Ye Chan palace nodded calmly and said: "it's common, just like this."

Rather long, I feel my ears are burning.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say, so he couldn't help recalling the master in his memory... Throughout history, even when they were husband and wife, yechan palace seemed to have been like this all the time. It was clear and light. He always wanted to express something, but he always felt that his words didn't reach his meaning.

Of course, he did the same when he faced her.

Is this the inherent barrier between the sun and the moon?

Ning Chang was speechless for a while, but said, "thank you for your letter of marriage. I have the courage to accept it."

Ye Chan palace gently shakes his head, and his thin lips move back and forth. "You are my apprentice, and I will work hard for you, and I will die."

Ning Changchang said: "I have the love of my Taoist partner. I have no regrets in my life. I have my master to accompany me here, and I have no extravagant thoughts."

Ye Chan Palace said: "that is the dream of you, the dream of you are still lonely."

With these words, ye Chan palace stood up and walked into the thousands of white gauze in the center of the Taoist temple. The white gauze fell down, and the girl's posture moved gracefully, like the lonely wind staying in the white gauze.

Ning Changchang wants to get up and say that he is not alone, but he holds the marriage letter, which is burning like fire, causing phantom pain at his fingertips. He opens his mouth, and finally says nothing, just quietly watching Ye Chan palace walk into the white gauze.

Such as lotus root hidden in the depths of fog.

……

By the pool side of the courtyard, fish are floating, their fins are like thin wings, and the invisible wind is supporting them.

Ning long sat on the table, looking at the checkerboard crisscrossed by 19 lines, and casually placed the black and white pieces on it.

He resumed the match with his master yesterday.

These days, they occasionally play a game, rather than admit defeat for a long time, and constantly increase their chess power. However, they are still far away from yechan palace.

He made a new round and found that no matter how he played, he couldn't seem to win her. This is a gap in pure computing power, which is impossible to cross in a short time.

Ning Changjiu smiles a little. At the end of the chess game, he begins to clean up his pieces and gather the black and white into their respective places.

In the immortal world, he has no magic power. As the master said, he is just a convalescent patient, and his daily life and habits are like an old man doing nothing.

Pick up the pieces, rather long sitting on one side, looking at the floating fish, unconsciously took out the marriage certificate.

He tried to write a word on the marriage letter. Then he pressed it with his finger and found that it could be erased

Can I change my name at will? Master, it's so sweet.

After learning that the name can be changed at will, Ning Changchang's psychological burden is much lighter. He is more bold. He raises his pen and considers it a little. He plans to try the power of dreams first.

Ning long mentioned the pen. After hesitation, he wrote "Zhao Xiang'er" on the marriage letter.

As soon as Zhao xianger's three characters had fallen, a knock on the door rang out outside the yard. Ning long surprised raised his head, said please enter, the door was pushed open.

Zhao xianger pushed open the gate and went into the house.

Xiang'er was casually dressed in a phoenix skirt. Her belt was half tied and half hung. Her skirt was meandering. Her inner dress was soft and loose, revealing her delicate shoulder and clavicle. Holding the book in her arms, the book pressed the soft part, so she came in wearing ink hair, and sat down beside Ning Changjiu. The book was spread on the table, and she was lying feebly between her elbows.

"Xiang... Xiang'er?"

Ning long blinked, looking at the lifelike girl in front of her eyes, she couldn't tell the dream from the reality for a moment.

Hearing his cry, Zhao xianger raised his head and asked, "hmm? What's the matter? "

Ning Changchang said, "how can Xiang'er be here?"

Zhao xianger said, "this is the world of three thousand. Where can I go if I don't go back here?"

Ning Changchang was stunned, and then he found that he was no longer in the inconceivable, but in the three thousand world... The dream changed so fast.

Zhao xianger stares at Ning Changjiu and says, "why do you look guilty?"

"Well?" Ning Changjiu slightly different: "what am I guilty of?"

Zhao Xiang'er said, "are you cheating on me to hook up with some little girl outside?"

Ning long calm way: "I have no."

Zhao xianger snorted coldly, "where is it? Does it mean that you haven't hooked up with a little girl, or that you don't have to hide it from me? "

Ning long ambiguous words were exposed, the heart can not help feeling the wisdom of xianger.

Ning Changjiu said to himself, "I've had a hard time dealing with Xiang'er. How can I have the rest?"

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him with suspicion. Her eyes moved and she said, "why do you look so weak?"

Ning Changchang said: "recently I have a disease, so I am weaker."

Zhao xianger bent his eyes and approached him and asked, "what's wrong? Do you need your Highness's help to treat it? "

Ning long looked at Xiang'er's untidy appearance, usually dignified and dignified, she was extremely lovely and attractive at the moment.

He relaxed a little and said, "it's Si Xiang'er's lovesickness."

Zhao xianger's eyes were sharp: "no!"

"Well? What's wrong? " I feel a little inexplicable.

Zhao xianger said, "you said that you are suffering from Acacia, but if it is caused by missing me, now that I'm back, your illness should be better. But why don't you show any signs of improvement? Say it! Who are you really thinking about

Ning was shocked for a long time, but he never thought that Xiang'er in his dream was so keen. He said forcefully, "it's... Um, the inertia of illness."

Zhao xianger couldn't listen at all. She looked lazy. In a moment of dignity, she kneaded her little fist and walked to Ning Changchang, "don't you say that? You still want to quibble, don't you

Ning Changjiu explained: "I'm really sick. Xianger is not..."

"Shut up." Zhao xianger had come to him. Her face was gloomy, and her body pressed on him, but her face burst out with a slightly cold smile: "I can cure your disease, as long as I die, it won't hurt? So... You can stay with me forever... "

Ning long in the heart drama Lin, think this dream how to return a responsibility, oneself dream of Xiang son then so black of?

He realized that something was wrong. Xiang'er's little fist had been blown up. He was smashed into the sea of clouds in an instant, and the smoke was noisy. He grinned hoarsely in pain. Seeing that Xiang'er was about to come again, he quickly took out the marriage letter and erased his name.

Dreams collapse.

Better never wake up.

The butterfly on his arm flew away.

Ning long rubbed his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the chessboard, and the fish were flying around, contented.

Is this... A dream in a dream?

Ning long opened the letter of marriage, the above name has been blank.

Xiang'er in the dream is too fierce. If he doesn't act well, it's a question whether he can wake up alive

Ning long staring at the letter of marriage, hesitated for a moment, did not believe evil, and wrote on the name of Lu married.

He entered the dream again.

When he woke up, he found himself in a familiar wooden hall.

Um... This is the wooden hall of Yujian Tianzong.

He raised his head and found that many people were looking at him, including many familiar faces. He didn't remember the names of the teenagers. The girl who was staring at him fiercely, um... Seemed to be called Le rou. Ning Xiaoling also sat nearby and looked at herself with sympathy.

Ning long raised his head and found that Lu was standing in the lecture hall, with a ruler in his hand and a knife in his eyes.

Ning long realized that it was not good.

Soon, the voice of Lu's rebuke rang out.

"Although you have become an inner disciple, you can't be so arrogant and complacent. You can't sleep in the wooden hall all day. Even if I can accommodate you, I can't tolerate the rules of my ancestors! If I don't know, the rules of the sword hall will be empty words. "

Lu Jiajia came to him with white clothes like snow and proud eyes with deep reproach in her eyes.

"Hand out!" When she was a teacher, she was very dignified.

Ning long looked at the fierce appearance of Lu's marriage, full of nostalgia, but nostalgia to nostalgia, can not be so beaten.

"And a hand?" When Lu saw that he only held out his left hand, the ruler had fallen.

Rather long eat pain, the other hand in the sleeve, quickly quietly erase the name.

Dreams collapse.

He woke up again in the middle of nowhere.

Ning long sighed and rubbed her palm, but she still felt some pain... How could she be so fierce in marriage? Ah, if she was not really weak just now, she would have taken the wedding ruler and beaten her to forge her sword.

Ning long looked at the marriage letter, and tried to write down the word Siming.

This time, when he woke up, he found that he couldn't move. After struggling, he found that he seemed to be tied somewhere.

When she opened her eyes, Ning long looked at Siming sitting in front of her. She was still black robed and silver haired. She folded her legs and sat down, looking very beautiful and charming. See snow porcelain to look at oneself only, in the cold eye is fluttering love, her hand is holding a long and thin whip however.

And I was tied to the crucifixion?!

What kind of upside down dream is this?

Ning long wanted to find out the marriage letter and reset the dream, but he didn't find it.

"What is this, my husband?" Simingyu's finger was holding the marriage letter and shook it in his hand. "It was found on you."

Ning long pretended to be crazy, "huh? I don't know, Cher. Can you bring it closer? Let me see

"Cher?" Si Ming's eyes were slightly sharp.

Ning long realized that he was wrong, he combined with his situation, tentatively said: "snow porcelain? Si Ming? Fourth younger martial sister? "

Si Ming's eyes were sharper, as if the wind and snow were blowing.

"Your Highness, the queen?" Rather long gnash teeth, rather reluctant way.

Simang's face relaxed a little. She unfolded the paper and said, "read the above to me."

Simang in the dream is very promising, with the Queen's unique cool and gorgeous words.

"Can you come closer, my lord?" I'd like to whisper.

Simang nodded faintly and got closer.

Ning long immediately hit the marriage letter with his head, wipe his forehead and erase his name.

When Yu Buzhuo wakes up, Ning Changjiu looks at his hands and feet that can move freely. He breathes a sigh of relief. He pats his heart, but his heart is still palpitating.

Ning looked at the Taoist temple for a long time and thought that life seemed really interesting. The master really cared about himself.

Ning long had three nightmares in a row. Some of them didn't dare to write their names, but some of them didn't believe in evil.

"Shao Xiaoli."

Ning long wrote down the name of Xiao Li, thinking that Xiao Li should be good

Run into a dream, in front of a dark, floating slightly cold mist, rather long saw a sad red dress floating in front, red girl turned her head, pale and beautiful cheek showed a morbid smile: "Yi, you finally come back, this time... You can't escape."

Ning Changjiu is cold all over and leaves the dream in a hurry.

"Xiaoling, you are the last hope of elder martial brother!"

Ning long sat in a small room, looking at the marriage letter, looking up at the butterflies in the sky. He couldn't imagine what kind of frightening tricks such a simple and lovely young girl as Xiaoling could make for him.

Ning Changjiu wrote down the three characters of Ning Xiaoling.

Sure enough, the dream with Xiaoling is much more warm.

They went back to the days of Yujian Tianzong. Ning Xiaoling was sitting in her room, looking at the thick fog outside the window, shaking her legs. She was wearing a white skirt of pear blossom, and her lines were delicate and soft.

At the moment, although they are not as beautiful as Xiang'er, they are lovely and beautiful. At least they will not be dangerous to their own lives.

She seems to have noticed something. Don't look over her head. She says naively, "are you awake?"

Ning long realized that something was wrong, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Well, wake up." He replied and found that his throat was a little uncomfortable. His voice was strange. He didn't care. He said with a smile, "why is Xiaoling here? If master sees this, we'll be punished. "

It's obvious that Ning Changchang has a grudge against his previous dream.

Ning Xiaoling showed a slightly surprised look: "ah, I haven't been here these days?"

"These days? All the time? " Rather for a long time, the pupil shrinks slightly, think oneself have so heartless?

Ning Xiaoling quietly walked in, reached out and stroked his forehead, and said, "what's the matter? Is it a fever? Or do you pretend to be stupid and want to drive Xiaoling away? "

"Well, how can it be? Xiaoling is the cutest." Ning long looked at her, although she thought that Xiaoling was a little strange, but she was the most harmless than her previous wives.

Ning Xiaoling smiles and says, "elder martial sister Ning is the best!"

Ning long smile stiff in the face.

Ning... Elder martial sister?!

He was slightly stiff. He tentatively touched his throat and found that there seemed to be something missing! In his illness, he sat up, lifted the quilt and saw a pear like skirt. He ran to the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. He was absent-minded for a long time.

Ning Xiaoling walked cautiously behind him, hugged him from behind and said, "what's wrong with elder martial sister? Did you fall asleep? Ah, by the way, elder martial sister and Shifu have been very close recently. Can we try to trick Shifu in, and let's... EH. "

Ning long looked at the beautiful girl with a familiar face in the mirror, eh... Pretty... No! What am I thinking! Ning Changchang angrily punches and smashes the mirror with a bang.

Ning Xiaoling was startled and hesitated to come forward. Ning Changjiu had resolutely taken out the marriage certificate and erased the name.

No, he woke up for the fifth time.

Ning felt his throat for a long time and touched something hard, which calmed his mind.

He sighed, lying on the chessboard, feeling exhausted.

My dream is more and more distorted

Ning Changchang originally wanted to try Liu Xiwan, but the continuous impact made him hesitate. After he wrote a crooked character of Liu, he did not dare to write any more.

Ning long looked at this red letter of marriage, and then looked at the closed door, suddenly understood what.

Master seems to let himself fill in his name at will, but he has seen the end of filling in other names.

So... In fact, this marriage letter can only be a name.

And that name, he needs to write it in person.

"Master..."

Rather long thought of the girl disappeared in the white yarn between the shadow, dazed.

He sat on the table for a long time, his eyes fell on the letter of marriage, which burned his eyes.

The recent two lives are the most influential for him. For him, the earlier life experiences are like illusions.

Therefore, the fact that ye Chan palace is his master has been deeply rooted in decades of cognition. However, the past three or four thousand years ago when ye Chan palace was a Taoist couple who killed demons and demons for each other was more like listening to a friendly history. Even if they were alone at the moment, they would still call her master rather than any frivolous and presumptuous saying.

This is his respect for ye Chan palace from the bottom of his heart, and also his habitual thinking.

Ning Changchang occasionally wants to break the status quo and continue the leading edge, but when he really stands in front of his master, he looks at his master's cool and elegant appearance and thinks that any idea is blasphemous. But... Is the master also actively seeking change? Ning long opened his eyes, tight heart finally slowly relaxed. He took up the pen and, after a slight pause, wrote down the name of "yechan Palace". When his name was written down, he suddenly felt a sudden sense. Ning long closed his eyes and calmed down. Then he folded up the marriage letter, walked through the pond and knocked on the door of the hall. In the hall door, white gauze shakes the shadow“ Has the marriage letter been written yet? " The beautiful voice of yechan palace came“ Well, it's done. " It's better to be quiet for a long time. Ye Chan palace asked: "whose name is written?" Ning Changjiu said: "the disciple bravely wrote the name of the master." There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then the breeze came again, blowing away the curtain. Among the white gauze, ye Chan's palace doesn't recognize the look“ So, is this marriage letter for teachers? " Ye Chan palace asked again“ Yes Ning long concise and powerful answer“ Well, you are really... Bold. " Ye Chan palace nodded gently and picked out the curtain. Ning long looked at the master and presented his marriage letter. Ye Chan palace took the marriage letter, looked at it and closed it. Ning is waiting for her reply for a long time“ Very good, that is teacher... "Ye Chan palace words suddenly cold:" teacher, to retire. "“ What? " I'd rather be caught off guard for a long time. Slightly surprised, Ning long suddenly wake up. He found that he was still sleeping on the chessboard of the stone table, with golden butterflies flying back and forth in the sky, and fish swimming on their feet. Ning long looked at the letter of marriage, the letter is still blank, no name. Everything just now is still a dream! She looked up. The unobservable Taoist temple quietly fell in front of him. The door of the temple was closed, as if waiting for him to open it. He suddenly realized that he was trapped in the master's dream. Only when he really handed the marriage certificate to the master and accepted by her, could he walk out of this cyclical dream（ Thank you for your reward! Thank you very much for your support! Moda ~)