Beyond the Divine States

The ring-shaped space stretches out. Behind the transparent stone walls, white light is constantly pouring in, illuminating this huge area.

One by one, the wooden cabinets and bookshelves are also huge, just like the steep cliffs in the canyon, on which there are countless carvings.

Ning long into them, a white dress, such as pearl jade into the sea, incomparably small.

Although the road to the mountain of books takes diligence as the path, how can we really read it when the Mountains lie in front of us?

What's more, it's just the corner of countless mountains in the world.

Ning has known for a long time that there are people in this world who really use reading to testify. They learn to be rich in three mountains and four seas, travel in eight extremes and six Ren, and follow the law to give directions to the world. Their wonderful writing is a thousand li mountain and river.

It was extremely mysterious and magnificent, but it was not suitable for him.

Although he was forced to read many books since he was a child, he still didn't like reading, because the sea of learning had to rely on hard work. What he wanted was the misty Road, not the benefits and hardships between books.

He walked in and glanced over the spine of the book. From time to time, he opened two books, looked at them and sent them back.

Time is like water. In a twinkling of an eye, today's sword practice is over. Many disciples came down the stairs to watch the book.

Ning Changjiu knows that Xiaoling should also come back.

He stopped reading and went out.

Several of those inner disciples with clean sword clothes noticed him. Because this is neifeng, you can't talk in a loud voice. So Ning Changchang just saw what they told him.

He didn't care about those eyes and went straight ahead.

Walking up the wooden steps and against the stream of people, Ning Changjiu looks slightly different when he comes back to the door, because he sees Ning Xiaoling sitting at his desk with a pile of books in his hand and looking at himself excitedly.

"Young age, you are so bold. If you come in blatantly, you won't be afraid of being treated like Gao Diao, your elder martial brother and sister?" Ning Changjiu smiles and asks curiously.

Ning Xiaoling said frankly: "of course not afraid."

Rather long eyebrow slightly pick, ask a way: "who borrow your courage?"

Ning Xiaoling pointed to the stack of books and said, "this is the privilege of my elder sister. Because I can't read, my master asked me to come to learn to read with my elder martial brother every day. I can stay for one and a half hours at most."

Rather long mouth slightly Yang, gas smile: "illiterate still so happy?"

Ning Xiaoling said with a smile, "it's not stupid."

Ning Changjiu suddenly remembers what happened yesterday, and her original relaxed mood is smoothed by herself, which makes Ning Xiaoling spy her joys and sorrows. She always feels strange.

Ning Xiaoling looked at herself expectantly.

Ning Changjiu comforted himself and said, just give yourself a little pressure, and then cultivate your heart. If you can make GuBo calm, you will have nothing to worry about.

"Good." Ning long nodded and said, "but you have to promise me that you must study hard and never deliberately delay the progress."

Ning Xiaoling hum twice, and then worried: "elder martial brother, will I delay your practice?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "elder martial brother does not practice."

Ning Xiaoling was surprised and said, "there are few people in the inner peak. No one should disturb you. Elder martial brother, don't slack off. How can you beat sister Xiang'er in three years?"

Ning Changjiu said, "don't you have three years left?"

Ning Xiaoling held her forehead and sighed, "elder martial brother, you're not abandoning yourself, are you?"

Ning Changchang said: "don't think too much. Elder martial brother is just sharpening his knife."

Ning Xiaoling immediately thought of the proverb and blurted out: "sharpening the knife doesn't miss the woodcutter?"

Um... And this firewood, it's just me.

Ning Changjiu smiles and says, "since it's the master who has a life, I'll start teaching you how to read. Don't waste your time."

Ning Xiaoling let out a sound and immediately sat upright.

"I'll teach you the most basic strokes first, such as horizontal and vertical strokes, bending and bending... When elder martial brother moistens his brush, I'll show you."

"Good."

Ning long-term grinding dipped in hair, spread out a piece of rice paper, hold it down with Paperweight, brush penetration ink on it, end upright faint strokes, in the snow-white rice paper on the lining of a warm aesthetic feeling.

"Elder martial brother's handwriting is really beautiful." Ning Xiaoling sighed sincerely.

Ning long helpless way: "you don't know."

Ning Xiaoling said seriously, "I don't need to know you. It's like looking at a stranger. I don't know who he is, but I can tell whether he is good-looking or not."

Ning Changjiu gave her a quick look and said with a smile, "after only one day of practice, have you become so smart?"

Ning Xiaoling spat out his tongue and said, "I've always been smart."

With a faint smile, Ning Changchang continued to write and introduced the names and writing order of these strokes to Ning Xiaoling one by one.

Half an hour later, Ning long finished talking about the strokes and asked, "do you remember all of them?"

"Remember!" Ning Xiaoling said confidently.

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "learning so fast, it seems that it won't take long to get out of school." Ning Xiaoling quickly stroked her head and said: "Oh, I've learned what's behind and forgotten what's ahead. It seems that I need more guidance from elder martial brother!" Ning Changjiu couldn't help laughing and said, "go on, I'll tell you some of the simplest and most commonly used ones." Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said, "No Ning looked at her suspiciously for a long time. Ning Xiaoling said solemnly, "I want to learn my name first, my name, the name of my elder martial brother, the name of my married master, and the name of Zhao xianger's elder sister." Ning long a Leng, smile mild, pen into inkstone touch up, fall in the paper when soft and flexible, written into a small jasper "age" word“ This is the Ling character of Ning Xiaoling, which is composed of one tooth and one Ling character. "“ It's so complicated. "“ Well, it's said that in the manhuo mountains in the northern wilderness, there is a giant family named panri. They carved the sacred order with the teeth of the first giant king as the royal family's inheritance, which is somewhat coincidental with this age. "“ It's scary... Well, it's disgusting. " Ning Xiaoling covered her cheek and suddenly felt a little phantom pain in her teeth. Ning Xiaoling took over the pen and wrote several times according to the book. After that, Ning Changjiu continued to speak the word "Changjiu"“ These two words are very simple. They are as clean as elder martial brother. " Ning Xiaoling praised it from the bottom of her heart. Then she thought about it and showed off her few knowledge: "elder martial brother's name has a wonderful meaning. It will last forever... It will last forever..." Ning Changchang said with a light smile: "elder martial brother didn't call it originally." Ning Xiaoling gave a hum and nodded: "originally, I didn't have the surname Ning either. I changed my surname with my master. By the way, what was elder martial brother's name before? Do you remember? " Ning Changjiu said, "my original name was Zhang Jiu." Ning Xiaoling was a little disappointed and said, "some are ordinary." Ning Changchang nodded and said, "yes, Shifu doesn't like my name either, so he changed it to Changchang." The master here is of course the master of the previous life. He never met the master, but she knew her name and changed it for herself. He vaguely felt that there was some other charm in this matter, but he couldn't figure it out at the moment. Ning Xiaoling took the pen confidently and said, "I've learned it!" After that, with a stroke of the pen, he wrote down two words on rice paper“ The stroke is wrong... "The meaning is right“ Well... OK. " Rather long helpless way: "I hope people long, really good." So for more than an hour, the voice of conversation rang out from time to time“ It's a good name to marry a master. She'll go home with her daughter. "“ Do you know the family character? "“ I know, the home of the people who live together with heaven. "“ Xianger's sister's Xiangzi is too complicated to write“ Well, the word "Xiang" is very interesting. Next to "Ti Tu" in Xiangjia is "Tu", which means "Tu". You passed out that day. It's a pity that you didn't hear your sister Xiang'er talking on the nine spirit platform. "“ What did you say? "“ She said, "well... She said that she was a clay figurine made by Empress Tianhou with Jiutian xirang. Now she has made a beautiful porcelain figurine, so she erased the word" Tu "and changed it to Xiang." Ning long was talking nonsense seriously“ Well, really... "Ning Xiaoling was dizzy“ What are you cheating on, elder martial brother? Your sister Xiang'er has a big future. "“ Isn't that elder martial brother going to be beaten at that time Where did you turn your elbow This is the first night of practice in tiankufeng. Ning Xiaoling has already left. Ning Changjiu looks at the rice paper full of painting and writing. The center of the dark world is vivid, but it is fleeting and can't be grasped. His brow is a little tight, after a little pondering, in the crevice of a piece of paper, he once again wrote "Ning long" and "Zhang Long". At night, the wind over the mountains, sounds like crying, rather long standing quietly, staring at their own name, tranced to see for a long time.