Beyond the Divine States

(I'm not in a good condition today. I don't have enough time. My typos and language mistakes should be corrected first and then corrected.)

The wind of autumn passes through the eternal world. The ancient mirror is as high as the moon, casting a piece of silver. In the dreamlike scenery, I'd rather stand side by side with yechan palace for a long time to enjoy the autumn moon.

The world is also the Mid Autumn Festival.

Ning long can imagine, married xianger, they must also look up at the moon. What they hope is not a piece of moon, but a piece of heart. Sooner or later, this piece of heart will cross the barriers of immortality and connect with each other.

Ye Chan palace looks in the mirror.

The mirror is very high, and the figure is a little fuzzy.

"So many years have passed."

Ye Chan palace looks at the moon and whispers to herself. When she swallows the fire and flies up, it is still yesterday. But when she suddenly looks back, it has been a thousand years.

But the moonlight falls from a million feet high, across the layers of barriers, still does not lose its clarity of China, but the human world for thousands of years, suddenly look back, when the road is full of smoke.

It's smoke and clouds that pass by, and it's smoke and clouds that pass by.

She is Chang Xi, she is she, she is Ye Chan palace, she is the God of laurel, she is the goddess of the moon, but she also knows that she depends on the moon, but the moon doesn't need to rely on her. No matter how powerful she is, she is just a life on a star. The moon has been like this since ancient times, and it will be like this in the future.

They enjoyed the moon together for a long time, but did not speak.

A large number of golden butterflies fly over the line of sight, like dark clouds covering the moon, covering the scattered moonlight, rather long before a slight recollection.

"The star we are now in is not the same star as it was 1.5 billion years ago." Ye Chan Palace said: "the moon is not the same moon."

Ning Changjiu said: "but we still use the words of 1.5 billion years ago, and still inherit the code of the gods of that era. This is an endless fire. Even if one day the sun goes out, we can burst out a greater light than the sun."

Ye Chan palace looked at him and said, "if one day the sun goes out, the moon will be cold forever."

Ning long also looked at her.

Butterflies flying around the moon, light from the gap between the wings, yechan Palace's face is like a painting paper, carrying these mottled flow of light, delicate eyes at this moment seem transparent.

"Is master cold?" Ning Changchang asked.

Yechan palace bowed her head. She knew that as long as she answered coldly, they would embrace each other. This was a convention they had made 3000 years ago.

Ye Chan palace gently stroked his chest, which was the place where the marriage letter was pasted

She wanted to answer, but after TANKOU slightly opened, she didn't answer the question, "when we got married, it seemed that we enjoyed the moon like this."

The butterfly flew over the moon, and the moon fell again. It was separated between two people, like a thin yarn.

Ning Chang's eyes moved, and he remembered that when he was married, he secretly ran out to see Luo Shen. She came soon after, and brought two quilts. The three of them cooked a curse under the bridge, wrapped up in quilts, and looked at the bright moon together.

On the wedding day, I went to see other women... Is that what people do? How heartless

Ning long silently criticized himself.

Ning long shameless memories of this, he just said: "the next time we get married, I hope we can still enjoy the moon like this."

The moonlight between them begins to flow. If the scenery has spirit, they also want to express their feelings to people.

Ye Chan's head was half down. After a moment, she didn't come over and looked at him faintly and said, "I treat you as a master and apprentice. What about you? What are you thinking all day long, and how do you plan to repay me? "

Ning long time not aftertaste the meaning of her words, ye Chan palace will leave.

Ning long wanted to chase, but the ancient mirror in the sky lost its shackles and fell down. It just hit Ning Long's head. He snorted and fell to the ground faintly.

……

When Ning long wakes up, the Mid Autumn Festival is over. He is lying on the bed, feeling his painful head and struggling to get up. He finds yechan palace sitting beside the bed.

He felt the pain in his head and wanted to question the master, but yechan palace had already said, "Why are you so careless?"

“？” Ning Changchang said: "master, you didn't deliberately murder me! How can you... "

"Well?" Ye Chan palace looked at him and asked, "what are the villains?"

Rather long look at the gauze skirt such as snow of fiber show girl, teacher's quiet temperament with deterrent.

Ning rubbed his head for a long time and threatened: "the villain... Has his own mill..."

"The wicked have their mill?" Ye Chan palace eyelash feather slightly lift, as if thinking about the meaning of this sentence, she gently asked: "how to grind it? Like a Jade Rabbit pounding medicine? "

Ning long shocked, "master... How do you know everything?"

Yechan palace face as usual, gently way: "you know I know."

The master's indifference made him more and more ashamed.

Ye Chan Gong comforted: "the affairs of the world of mortals are common. These things may be meaningful, but they are meaningless to me. You don't have to worry about them."

It doesn't make sense, you still see!

Ning Changjiu refutes it in his heart. He looks at the master's appearance of never eating fireworks, but his heart beats faster. He pretends to be calm and starts another heresy

"When we look at a flower in the picture, we can't smell its fragrance. We can't say that the flower itself has no fragrance. It's just because you think you know the whole picture of it, but you don't know anything about its beauty. This is true of flowers in paintings, and so is life. How can we say whether we like flowers or not before we really smell them? "

"Well, you said something reasonable, so what you mean is..." Ye Chan palace certainly can understand his words, she nodded gently, and recited Ning Chang's words frankly: "you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors again?"

"..." when he was hit by a blow, Ning long choked and couldn't speak. He looked at the moon bowl in master's hand and asked, "master, what are you doing here?"

Ye Chan palace way: "you are a patient, I naturally come to visit you."

Ning Changchang said: "I thought it was the master who thought I was hurt too shallowly, so I came here to make up for it."

Ye Chan Palace said: "I'm a good teacher. I'll cook medicine for you. Do you think so?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "what is the medicine that master made? Is there any medicine in immortality

Ye Chan Palace said: "this is the leaf of the eternal forest."

The forest of eternal life... Is the towering giant trees like pagodas.

"It sounds like a rare drug in the world." Ning Changjiu reached for the medicine and said, "thank you, master."

Ye Chan palace shook her head, put the bowl aside and said, "this medicine has no effect at all."

"... what is the master doing?"

"It's just that I often watch you do this. I want to have a try. What's it like to be decocting medicine and waiting for people to wake up at the bedside?" Ye Chan Palace said: "as you just said, the flower in the painting is not like being on the scene."

"Like this..." Ning long understood that she was acting again. He looked at her lips and said, "master, you don't have to be like this. Just keep your heart together."

Yechan palace gently hum a.

Ning Changchang asked: "why did the master decide to accept me as an apprentice?"

Ye Chan said: "because I didn't expect that you would be so unfortunate when you joined our school."

Ning Changjiu pursed his lips and thought to himself that Shizun's words were so mean. With a relieved smile, he said, "Shizun is really more and more human. Now he can tell jokes like this."

Ye Chan palace looked at him quietly.

Ning Changjiu looks at Ye Chan palace with a look in his eyes. He realizes that what the master says is probably true

Ning long is very depressed, silently moved his eyes.

Ye Chan palace suddenly asked: "if at that time, the roles of you and me were reversed, would you accept me as an apprentice?"

Ning thought for a long time, and said with righteous words: "how dare I have such delusions?"

Ye Chan Gong rouhe said: "but it doesn't matter if you want to be a child's daughter-in-law."

Ning long marveled at the master's understanding of himself.

"In a word, no matter what it is, I will not stab master," he said

Ye Chan palace way: "can't stab a sword... Is such ambiguous words skill?"

"Er..." Ning sighed for a long time and said: "this time, the master really thinks too much!"

Ye Chan palace pursed her lips and looked at the golden leaves she cooked.

"It's good to have a rest and talk less." Ye Chan Palace said: "you were hurt by the ancient mirror. Although I didn't mean to do it, I have no one to look after you except me. In the next few days, I will take good care of you."

Ning Changchang wanted to say that he was ok, but he looked at the face of yechan palace and suddenly realized that the Master seemed to want to play the role of patient and relatives. She had been looking at the world of mortals for thousands of years, like watching flowers in a painting, and never really felt its fragrance.

It's something she's been trying to do.

She doesn't want to come quietly in the night like the moon, and go quietly at dawn. She wants to be accompanied by more than the dreams from dusk to sunrise.

"Well, it's under the care of Lao Shizun." Rather long smile, said.

……

For the next few days, yechan palace came to see him every day and chatted with him by the bed.

They have a tacit understanding, one pretending to be sick, the other pretending to take care of them, cooperating with the family wine.

Yechan palace is beautiful and powerful. It is a fairy who holds the thread of the world's Millennium destiny in her palm. But she is as clumsy as a little girl who can't get out of her boudoir in many trivial matters.

Recently, when they were together, they mostly talked about the stories of the last life.

In the morning, ye Chan sat in front of the mirror, combing her hair for a long time.

After a long time of training, Ning Long's skill of combing rabbit ear hair bun has become more and more exquisite. Ye Chan Palace's hair quilt is carefully rolled up and circled upward, looking extremely lovely.

"Master... Doesn't seem to be a real man of few words." I'd rather say it for a long time.

On the contrary, he thinks that master sometimes even has some interesting bad thoughts. Those careful thoughts are revealed in his words, which often makes Ning long speechless.

Ye Chan Palace said: "people do not need to deliberately speak less, also do not need to deliberately speak more."

Ning Changchang said, "why did the master remain silent with his disciples after being shut up for 24 years?"

"Are you asking for a crime?" Asked Ye Chan.

"How dare you?" Ning long said, "it's just curiosity."

Ye Chan palace meditation, slowly way: "the previous life of me, should be to cut off the fate of it."

Ning didn't ask about it in detail for a long time. He was afraid for a moment and asked about another thing he was very concerned about. "What is the purpose of gathering many shuras into Dahe Town, master?"

Ye Chan Palace said: "you once told me that when you were in duanjie City, you met the heavenly king named Yechu who supported the kingdom of God. He once spent a hundred years to build a tower, which was nominally used for astrology, but in fact it was a rising instrument, and even severely damaged the king of sin at that time. "

"Well, Yechu is a God with ideals." I'd rather say it for a long time.

Ye Chan Palace said: "my construction is not considerable, and what he did is similar."

Ning Changchang is slightly surprised: "is not considerable also the instrument of soaring?"

Ye Chan palace shook her head slightly and said, "it's a weapon to kill people. In the original plan, we held the view of flying up. That flying up is the result of the view itself."

Speaking of this, ye Chan palace didn't know what she thought of, and her look was dim.

She got up slowly, left the dressing mirror, crossed the white gauze, and walked out of the hall.

Ning will stay with her for a long time.

The breeze came, and ye Chan palace stretched out her hand. The wind did not slip away, but lingered on her fingertips.

"I see..." yechan Palace said: "I seem to understand some, seven years later, the previous life of my thoughts."

"What do you think?" Ning Changchang asked.

Ye Chan palace has not yet fully thought about it, so she did not answer. She looked at Ning Changjiu and asked, "what's wrong with you?"

Ning long thought about how Shizun took care of him these days

When Ning Changjiu is sleeping, the master likes to sit by the window and see the outside world. The cold wind blows from the window. Ning Changjiu has no aura to keep out the cold. He is shivering, and he doesn't want to disturb the master's view of the scenery, so he doesn't speak.

In the morning, when she drank the useless medicine, the master occasionally brought boiling water by mistake, which made Ning unable to speak for a long time. Ning knew that she didn't mean it, but she was not used to the trivial life, so she couldn't bear to blame.

When they chat, the master often uses some seemingly light words to make him angry by virtue of his understanding of himself.

Ning sighed for a long time and said with emotion: "thanks to the master's meticulous care of my illness, I can be so strong."

Ye Chan palace is very intelligent, such puns can't deceive her, "do you mean... To take care of you, or to take care of your illness?"

Ning Changchang said: "why do you know so clearly, master? The answer is between words and deeds. "

"We are Taoist temples, not Buddhist temples. Don't fight with teachers." Ye Chan palace way: "I want to hear your answer."

Ning could not bear the gaze of Ye Chan Palace's eyes for a long time, and said: "of course, it's my care. I'm only grateful in my disciple's heart."

Ye Chan Gong nodded, satisfied with the answer.

Ning Changchang asked: "when did you get sick?"

"What?" Ye Chan Palace this time really didn't understand: "how can I get sick?"

Ning Changjiu said: "people will always get sick."

Ye Chan palace way: "I still don't understand."

Ning Changjiu said, "after I get sick, I can take care of my master."

……

How can people get sick?

Ye Chan palace does not understand.

In a word, ye Chan palace tries to get sick.

She stood in front of the gate of the Taoist temple in a thin shirt, and let the cool wind blow for a long time. She didn't think about it. In the end, she only got meditation, and had no other realization.

She also imitated the water by means, and bathed in cold water between the white gauze. She only felt that the jade body was clear and pure, without any miscellaneous thoughts, and even without the slightest feeling of "illness".

So she began to look for signs of illness.

When people are sick, they will have fever, cough, dizziness and brain swelling.

So she began to use Taoism to simulate such a state, trying to find a feeling of illness.

But ye Chan Palace also found that when sick, some people will have fever, some people will get cold, which is the real symptom of the disease? Or do they coexist?

There is a way for ice and fire to coexist in the world, but how can they coexist in the body?

Ye Chan palace does not understand its meaning.

She found that although she had been watching the world for thousands of years, she still knew little about one of the diseases. It was just like watching flowers in a flower painting. She only knew the shape but didn't understand the meaning... Maybe that's why feisheng needed to write the Tianbei.

However, the ascender understands the knowledge, but wants to leave the world.

These truths are grasped by one individual after another, and then taken away by them.

Why?

Can it be said that skyrocketing needs Tianbei? On the surface, it encourages people to pursue truth, but in fact, it wants to expel people who have truth from the world?

Will knowledge destroy the world? Shouldn't be like this?

Ye Chan palace wrapped in a quilt, quietly thinking about these, lost consciousness for a long time, until Ning long came in, ye Chan palace regained consciousness, realized that he was trying to get sick.

Ning long pity to look at her, said: "master, a few days ago I just casually a word, don't put on the heart."

Ye Chan Gong shook his head and said, "I just think you're right. Everyone will get sick. I don't know how to really understand the common people?"

Ning long sat down beside the bed, looked into her eyes and said seriously, "if so, I can only accompany my master to get sick."

"Sick together?" Ye Chan palace does not understand.

"Well." Ning Changjiu said: "I will do whatever you do in the future, master. I will accompany you when the wind blows. When the master bathes in cold water... Well... In a word, master, don't do this any more. What we need to do to help the poor is a good heart, not to make ourselves poor."

Ye Chan palace is wrapped in thin quilt, sitting quietly, thinking about the words of Ning long.

Ning Changjiu gently took the towel she put on her forehead.

Ye Chan palace slightly lost, said: "this is the separation between heaven and man?"

Ning long looked at her, but also shook his head, said: "I suddenly found that the master is actually sick?"

"Already sick?" Ye Chan palace doubts, she wiped her forehead and neck with her hand, gently shaking her head: "I'm not sick."

"No, you're sick." Ning long cut nails to cut off the railway: "where can ordinary people be like you, thinking of illness all day long? What the master has done these days is a sign of illness. Master... You are sick. "

Ye Chan Palace's hand a little pinch tight skirt, she said to herself: "am I ill?"

Ning long nodded.

Ye Chan palace asked: "disease is always called pathology. What disease am I suffering from?"

Rather long answer: "heart disease."

"Heart trouble?" Ye Chan Palace's cold eyebrows trembled, "how should heart disease be treated?"

Ning Changjiu said: "since ancient times, there is an old saying that heart disease still needs heart medicine."

Ye Chan palace certainly heard of this sentence, but in the past, she always felt that it was just a comforting word.

"Heart medicine... Heart medicine and why medicine?" Asked Ye Chan.

Ning looked at her for a long time, suddenly laughed and said: "heart medicine is in the heart of course."

Heart

Yechan Palace's eyebrows are low, and her soft eyes fall on her heart. The girl is beautiful, and the moon yarn is wrapped in a beautiful curve. When people look at her, they can only think of the colorful mountains in spring, or the vague outline of the moon. Her existence is the collection of all the beautiful images in human poetry.

Ye Chan palace stroked her heart. The beating sound of her heart was like her, and it was not slow.

Little by little, she burst out from her body and conveyed it to her fingertips. Her heart seemed to beat in the palm of her hand.

Soon, ye Chan palace understood the real meaning of Ning long.

Heart medicine

Ye Chan palace opens her skirt slightly with her slender fingers, probes into it, and holds a corner of the marriage letter.

The marriage letter has always been stored here by her, tightly clinging to the curve of the jade muscle, as if stuck in the heart of the paper.

Ye Chan palace with thin nails to stir up the edge of the letter of marriage, it lifted some, and then tear off the letter of marriage, from the skirt out, flat. Her action is too soft, so the fiery wedding letter also has an unexpected feeling of soft glutinous.

Ye Chan palace took out the marriage letter and said, "is this the prescription?"

Ning Changjiu said, "only the master knows."

Ye Chan palace bowed her head and frowned.

After a long time, she finally spoke quietly:

"Well, you're right. I'm the only one who knows that."

Ye Chan palace pinched the corner of the marriage letter tightly. She said: "in fact, I can't tell the difference between love and kinship, and I don't know what emotion is. I spent most of my life alone, but... Since the six gods of Taichu encircled and suppressed you, you killed me from the sea of blood and took me back to the sun kingdom for healing, I have been with you all the time. Someone killed you, and I killed it, When you are in the eternal world, I will try my best to save you. Even in the previous life, I knew that I would not have a word with you in 24 years, and I also brought you back to the Taoist temple to see you grow up. "

Ning long listened to her words quietly. He sat down beside her and caught a fleeting loss on the face of yechan palace for the first time.

Ye Chan Palace said: "if the moon revolves around the parent star, if the parent star revolves around the sun... People's emotions are more traceless than that."

Ning Changchang asked: "so, master, all these years, has been trying to understand what this emotion is?"

Ye Chan palace nodded gently. Ning Changchang said: "so the master has been working hard to express himself?" Yechan palace nodded again. Ning Changchang spread out his hand and said, "give me the prescription. I will see a doctor for my master." But ye Chan palace shook her head. She picked up the marriage letter and said, "this is not a prescription."“ Well“ It's a consultation fee. " She said. Ning long laughed. Ye Chan palace slowly handed the marriage letter to him and said, "in those years, when I came to the parent star, I understood one thing."“ What's the matter? "“ I found that no matter where you stand on this star, you can only see the same side of the moon, not the whole picture of it. " Ye Chan Palace said softly, "I am the same. No matter how I express myself, what people can see is only six tenths of the moon. This is the sixth of ten that the moon shows to the world. It looks like it is thin and incomplete, but it is all I have. "“ This is... All I have. " The leaf Chan palace loosened to hold the hand of the wedding letter, murmur a way. Ning long looked at her, not sure: "master... You smile." Ye Chan Palace also slightly Leng, she touched the corner of her lips with her finger, and found that her lips did not know when to gently stir up a radian. She seems to be laughing. This is her first real smile（ Thank you for your reward! Thank you for your support