Beyond the Divine States

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Ning long sat on the stone table, looking at the marriage letter, lost in thought.

The wedding letter is still, like a tender and blooming petal, which does not touch the autumn dew, but has the unique desolation of autumn.

I'd rather look around for a long time.

I don't know whether he is a guest in the dream, and he can't tell whether he is in the dream or in the eternal world. However, this marriage letter should be the key to break the situation.

Ning long intended to try again.

Holding a pen, he wrote down the words "yechan Palace" on the marriage letter and knocked on the door of daodian again.

In the Taoist temple, the white gauze blows and the beautiful shadow sways.

"The marriage letter has been written."

This time, Ning didn't wait for yechan palace to open his mouth for a long time, but he didn't sit on his knees respectfully. He stood upright and boldly, holding the letter of marriage, and said, "I wrote" yechan Palace "in the letter of marriage, which is the name of the master."

The hall was silent for a moment, and the white yarn swayed as usual.

"So, is this marriage letter for a teacher?" Yechan Palace's problems have not changed.

Ning Changjiu is more and more sure that this is still a dream.

He calmed down and said, "yes, I hope you will forgive me and accept the letter of marriage."

"You are so bold." The words of yechan palace float out.

Ning Changjiu immediately said, "if you want to give up your marriage, can you give me a reason?"

Ye Chan Palace said, "why do you give me this marriage letter?"

Ning Changjiu said sincerely: "I have been with my master for thousands of years, but the way of heaven has collapsed, but I have no choice but to break up. Now we are lucky to meet again, master... We have been waiting for many years, haven't we?"

"That's not enough." Ye Chan Palace said: "quit marriage."

The white yarn stopped shaking.

Ning Changjiu wakes up on the stone table again, looking at a blank marriage letter, looking in a trance.

Master... What's the matter?

Ning long rubbed his forehead and looked at the Taoist temple. He couldn't figure out how to make the master agree.

He tried several times, changed his words, and his feelings became more and more sincere and intense. He even used such terms as "Miss Ye", "Chan Palace" and "Chan Er".

But the master always sat between the white gauze and didn't even let him see his face.

Ning Changchang thought that the master seems to be aloof, but in fact, he is just like xueci... So this time, with tension and excitement, he rushed in with the wedding letter, directly lifted the white veil and rushed into the center of the Taoist hall!

It didn't work out as expected. This time, it ended more quickly, and then he broke into Baisha. He was still some distance away from the master. He heard the yelchan Palace's slightly cold rebuke, and then the strong wind blew on his face and pushed him out.

Ning long wakes up again.

"Hoo..."

He sighed and suddenly regretted that he had accepted the letter. Originally, he lived together with his master in a small neighborhood. Although the days were plain, they were also leisurely. It was like now, full of challenges

"Master, let the disciples go."

I want to return to the peaceful life.

There was no response.

Rather long and cried a few times, still is to call the day should not call to do not work.

Obviously, ye Chan palace opened his dream, and he didn't want to let him go easily.

"It's not a letter of marriage. It's a letter of war sent to me by my master."

Ning long pinched the corner of the letter of marriage, thinking that the master is not good-looking. He thought of his previous dozens of setbacks and failures, and then he thought that after the master became a girl, the man was as pale as the moon, and his childish appearance was so beautiful that he wanted to win and lose. Suddenly, he had an impulse to catch the master and beat up.

……

In the pavilion of swords, Lu Jiajia collects the swords. The white fairy goes through the woods with luxuriant summer flowers and comes to a quiet attic.

Siming is meditating in the attic.

It's better to resist the meteorite for a long time. The body is destroyed, and the spirit is confined to the eternal world. It's also separated from them.

It had been months before they knew it. In their sorrow, they were not depressed. Instead, they cleaned up their mood and practiced more diligently. Eight years later, they must work together to defeat the Dark Lord. Otherwise, the reunion they are looking forward to at that time may be a permanent farewell.

When Lu's wife arrived, Siming opened his eyes and stopped practicing for a while.

In addition to practicing Taoism, they often chat with each other.

Simang made tea for Lu and slowly brought it to her with a respectful attitude.

Lu Jia looked at her with strange eyes, "what happened to sister xueci today?"

Simang joked: "of course Xueer wants to please the empress of Zhenggong. Otherwise, I will suffer if my husband comes back."

With that, Siming picked up a piece of fallen flowers from the corner of her dress and put it into the tea cup, which went up and down with the blue tea.

Lu Jia gave her a little white look and said, "my husband is not here. No one will punish you. Are your bones light? Why don't you go to the three thousand world? "

Siming hesitated and said, "I'll go again next time."

She sipped her tea and gave a faint smile.

Siming looked at the clear sky outside. She subconsciously held out her hand, as if to catch the clouds in the sky.

Summer is hot and dry, cicadas are singing. They wear thin clothes, black and white, with fairy or cool beauty.

"Ah..." simang sighed.

Lu Jiajia knew that she was thinking about her husband again. She gently pursed her lips, took simang's hand and stood up, saying, "my husband is not here. My sister combs her sister's hair."

Siming sat down in front of the mirror, and Lu's wife stood behind her.

The comb penetrated into the silver hair.

Siming looked at himself in the mirror and said: "we are here with sisters. My husband is alone in the eternal world. If he sleeps well, if he is sober, how lonely he should be these years."

Lu's action of combing her hair slowed down unconsciously. She said in a soft voice, "don't worry, master is with him."

Siming shook his head and said, "master, you are so silent and cold. When you are together, isn't it boring for you

Lu Jiajia nodded gently. In her heart, the master is also an iceberg beauty.

Although they were husband and wife in previous lives, it is obvious that what really connects them is not the love between husband and wife, but the dispute between gods and immortals that has lasted for hundreds of years.

They are the day and the month, but the day and the month in the world is alternating.

"Yes, how lonely your husband should be..." Lu said, with a touch of sadness in her words.

……

It is clear that Ning has lived up to their concerns for a long time.

His fight with Ye Chan palace has become more and more fierce.

Ning long tried to find a way to break the game from other places.

He wrote down the name of yechan palace again, but he didn't walk into daodian. Instead, he pushed open the door of the courtyard and walked out of the gate.

Ning long found that there was a thick fog outside of Buzhuo, which seemed to be the fog generated by the power of dreams.

Ning long walked into the fog. The fog became thicker and thicker. Soon, he was more and more slow and difficult, so he was forced to retreat to the yard.

Can't you go from the inside to the outside

Do you have only one way to go?

Master, it's very restrictive.

Ninglong went back to the yard.

Several previous marriage letters failed to submit, Ning long more or less some psychological shadow. He lingered at the entrance of the hall for a while, walking around the hall, trying to find out if there was any other way to enter.

All ended in failure.

He wants to break the game, it seems that he can only walk to the hall.

I'd rather not take any chances for a long time.

He pushed open the door of the hall, walked in and knelt down in front of the master's white gauze with the instrument of a disciple.

"Have you finished the marriage letter?" The familiar words of yechan palace come.

Ning Changjiu nodded and asked frankly, "how can master accept this marriage letter? Can you give me some hints? "

Ye Chan palace was silent for a while, she said: "I think when I should take it, I will take it naturally."

Ning Changjiu thought deeply and asked, "is this my dream or the master's dream?"

Yechan palace did not answer this question, she said: "let's get down to business."

Ning long light smile, said: "at the moment, even if I will give you the marriage letter, you will retire... I come."

I'd rather erase the name above.

On the chessboard, he wakes up again.

Ning long looked at the marriage letter and thought for a while. This time, he wrote down Zhao xianger's name again.

No, it's Shizun's home court. There's too little room to play here. Let's try "saving the country with curve".

Ning long came to three thousand worlds in a twinkling of an eye.

Zhao Xiang'er, who is young and hairy, is sitting opposite him in a yellow skirt, rubbing her reddish, sleepy eyes.

Zhao xianger is holding a sunspot in her hand. She taps the chessboard gently, and she is dissatisfied with her words: "when you get up so early, you just call me to play chess?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "this is to help Xiang'er wake up."

Zhao Xiang'er glared at him, "you are not sober!"

Ning long picked up the white, fell on the chessboard.

Looking at him, Zhao xianger suddenly gave a smile and said, "last night, didn't you spare your life, your highness xianger? What kind of calmness do you pretend today?"

Ning long way: "chessboard only you beg for mercy."

Zhao xianger snorted coldly, "Your Highness's chess power has increased greatly recently. I'm afraid you are not my opponent."

"Yes." Ning long answered casually.

When he had finished, he looked around as if looking for something.

If the master was looking at herself in the dark, where would she be?

Zhao xianger noticed that he was the same and asked, "what's the matter with you? Why are you so pale? Are you sick? "

Ning Changchang's heart is awe inspiring. He knows that if he answers any more about Acacia, he will be beaten by Xiang'er.

Ning long smiles and shakes his head, "it's nothing. I'm a little weak recently."

He lost another son and said, "by the way, xianger, do you know where the master is?"

"Master..." Zhao Xiang'er thought about it and said, "master, of course, is in the middle of nowhere. Where else can he be?"

Not quite

This is a natural answer.

Ning long nodded gently.

Zhao xianger frowned, "Why are you absent-minded? If you go on like this, this chess will die. "

"Yes." Ning long time back to God, way: "but Xiang son rest assured, I will not lose."

"Well? Where do you get your confidence? Your highness is invincible both inside and outside the chess game. " Zhao xianger said with pride.

"Don't talk big, Xiang'er. If you lose, you will be punished." Ning Changjiu said.

Zhao Xiang'er clenched his thin lip, thought of the scene in the palace, and said in a low voice: "shameless!"

The two continued to play chess.

In the end, Ning Changjiu won seven games.

Rather long take out seven white son to pass in the past, way: "Xiang son oneself come, still husband help you?"

"You... How dare you bully me like that."

Zhao Xiang'er lowered her head, clenched her fist and blackened again. She flipped the chessboard very conventionally. The pieces were like arrows, shooting at Ning long.

Ning Changjiu finished playing chess with her, mainly to try whether the "xianger" would be changed by the master quietly.

Obviously, Xiang'er has worked very hard, and his idea of playing chess is totally different from that of his master.

It doesn't seem to be the master

Looking at Zhao Xiang'er overturning the chessboard, Ning long thought, this is his dream, how can this girl make such a mistake?

This is my dream. I should be the master of it

Ning long imagined that he had infinite power.

But when the pieces hit him, the pain was still like rain.

His imagination is useless!

Ning Changchang snorts miserably, takes a look at Xiang'er, who is constantly blackening. He quickly erases the name of the marriage letter and leaves the dream.

Not considerable, Ning long rally, once again wrote the name of Zhao xianger.

This time, he learned to be more intelligent. On the chessboard, he created a "three robberies cycle" with Xiang'er. They made peace with each other, and Xiang'er avoided blackening.

After successfully passing the game, Ning long sincerely praised her chess power, and then said that she had a headache and wanted to go out for a walk.

Zhao Xiang'er asked if he wanted to be with him, but Ning long politely refused, saying that he was just walking around.

Xianger will even coax with cheat to stabilize, rather long run also like to leave the three thousand world.

He knew that as long as they were together, Xiang'er would turn black sooner or later. He had to leave the three thousand world. From this dream, he would go to the unknown and find the master!

The reason why Xiang'er chose his dream is that Xiang'er can't leave the three thousand world. If other people chase him all over the world, he may not be able to escape

Ning long left the three thousand world, from the dream of the west to the dream of not considerable.

If it's not impressive to walk directly, it seems meaningless for him to beat around the bush.

What kind of attitude should I take to see the master?

Ning long thinks again and tries.

This is a dream. He can do many things that he can't do on weekdays.

For the first time, Ning long weaved a Kongming lantern, put the marriage letter in the Kongming lantern, put the lamp in the Wanyao City, let the lamp float up a little bit, float to the unobservable.

The lamp passed through the clouds and fog, and was carried into the courtyard by the long wind, and then knocked down by the master.

The second time, Ning long sat on a paper kite, tied the wedding letter to the paper kite, and let the wind float it.

The master tied a stone to the paper kite, which was hard to bear, and also fell from the sky with the marriage certificate.

Ning long intolerable, give up the romantic style, more and more radical.

He tied the letter of marriage to the arrow and shot it at yechan palace.

Yechan palace took the arrow, took the guqin, took the Guqin as the bow, and shot the arrow back.

Rather than admit defeat for a long time, this time, he is more radical.

He imagined countless monsters. Each one was a famous beast in ancient times. Taotie, jiuying, the king of the wasteland, the peacock king, wanzudazhong... The alliance of gods and Demons stood behind him. He would rather take advantage of the giant Kun to fly, and the demons would follow him. This army was terrible and ferocious, such as the king of war, under his command, Surrounded by the three layers inside and outside, I'd rather rely on a thousand troops for a long time. I want to get married alone in white!

"What's disturbing the quietness of Taoist temple this time?" The beautiful voice of yechan palace came out.

Ning long after single handed negative, relying on a thousand troops, said: "hope master can accept this letter of marriage."

Ye Chan palace does not answer, just a light look at him, casually folded a lotus, throw out.

The lotus flies away with the wind, whistling through a tall demon body. The invincible demon God is completely penetrated, and the black army is completely destroyed by the lotus. In a flash, it turns into a sea of blood.

I'd rather look back and take a breath.

Not considerable, ye Chan Palace's voice again spread out: "now what's the matter?"

Ning Changjiu sighed, took out the marriage certificate, and said: "disciple... Come to surrender."

There was a moment of silence in the view, and then yechan Palace said, "come in."

Ning long passed through the Taoist temple, came to the Taoist temple, and sat down in front of the white veil.

He was obviously tired.

"Why don't you give me the marriage certificate since you've brought it?" Asked Ye Chan.

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "no, the master will definitely retire. I want to take this opportunity to talk to you more."

Ye Chan palace was silent for a while, eh.

Ning Changjiu asked: "master... Are you angry with me?"

Ye Chan palace shook her head: "No."

"So why, no matter what I do, I'm stuck?" Ning Changjiu lowered his head and asked, "or is the master just fooling me and not liking me at all?"

"No Ye Chan palace immediately way, words slightly hasty.

This slight change is her rare gaffe.

Ye Chan palace covered her lips, closed her eyes, and said, "no... I just want to know what kind of feelings you have for me now."

Ning Changchang said: "where can this emotion be expressed in one word? It's very complicated, and there's... Even the idea of revenge. "

"Revenge?" Ye Chan palace doubts.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "the master stabbed me in the previous life. I will never forget it. This revenge will be avenged sooner or later."

Ye Chan palace asked: "do you want to stab back?"

Rather than answer for a long time, Ning continued: "previously, I have been thinking about how to leave the dream. I think people can only leave the dream when they are really awake. But if the master really accepts the marriage certificate, then he is really dreaming... "

Ye Chan palace bowed her head, light Judo: "don't think like this, since we came to this world, we are destined to accompany each other for life, this is... The real destiny."

Ning long listened to her words, raised his head, looking at the whirling shadow between the white yarn.

"Then why don't you accept this letter?" Ning Long's words suddenly calmed down.

Ye Chan palace did not answer.

Ning Changjiu seems to have confirmed some ideas. He said word by word: "master, you trapped me in a dream on the ground of marriage letter. What do you want to do? What are you trying to hide from me? "

……

When the wind blows, the golden butterfly swings away.

There is wind outside the window, and the yarn is like smoke.

Ye Chan palace did not answer, I do not know what hesitation.

Ning continued: "in fact, since I got the marriage certificate, the dream has already begun."

Ye Chan palace asked: "why do you think so?"

Ning Changjiu said: "because this dress fits unexpectedly."

As he said earlier, the clothes suddenly looked big. Ye Chan Palace said that he was tired and thin, so he didn't care.

He had been thinking about the marriage letter before, but now he calmed down and found the changes in these details.

Ye Chan palace asked: "so what?"

Ning continued: "in this world, I always feel that one thing is missing."

"What?"

"Mirror."

Ning Changchang said: "there is no mirror in this world. There is no mirror in all Taoist temples. There is no water in the small releasing pool. Fish even fly around in the sky. The master hid all the mirrors. Are you afraid of what I see? "

Ye Chan Palace said: "don't think about it. This is the world."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said firmly: "in fact, there is a thread of life on my head. Just before I entered the dream, the thread of life was cut off, so I became smaller. Is that right? "

……

The curtain swayed in the wind.

Ye Chan palace was silent for a long time, and said: "in fact, this time, you will give me the marriage letter, I will promise."

Ning Changchang said: "after I promise, I will stay in the dream with my master, right?"

Yechan palace gently hum a.

She finally told the truth: "except for me, everything in the eternal world has the thread of life. Deer will become smaller and smaller until they become butterflies. Butterflies will gradually become smaller fireflies. This is the rule of the eternal world."

Ning long silence will, asked: "that small to the end, the spirit will die?"

Yechan Palace said: "no, eight years later, I will repair your spirit and rebuild your body. You will wake up again and everything will be as usual."

Ning Changjiu laughed and said, "so, is this just a joke of the eternal world on life?"“ Well, it's the rule of immortality, and I can't change it. " Ye Chan Palace said: "after seven years, you will become a butterfly. You will forget life and death. I don't want you to live like that, so I want to lock you in my dream forever until I wake up safely eight years later."“ I don't want you to be a butterfly. " Ye Chan Palace's words are getting lighter and lighter. Ning long closed his eyes and said, "it's like this." Ning looked at Bai Sha for a long time and said, "but it will be very hard for master to maintain his dream power for eight years, won't it?" Ye Chan palace is silent. Ning Changjiu said with a faint smile: "it doesn't have to be like this. The evil story says that we should embrace the truth. I will always be with you, even if it gets smaller, even if it becomes a deer, a fish or a butterfly... Master, you have worked hard enough for so many years. Have a good rest. " The white yarn is shaking. After a long time, the voice of yechan palace came out again“ Give me the letter of marriage. " She said. Ning Changjiu handed her the marriage letter. Ye Chan palace opened the marriage letter, found a blank above, she asked: "name?" Ning Changjiu returned the pen to her and said, "this time, you will write the name." No pop ups ()