Beyond the Divine States

"Books?" Ning Changjiu is slightly confused.

Yan Zhou nodded: "the second half of Tianyu sword Scripture is one of the most important parts of the master's inheritance. In that year, I lost it."

Ning Changchang said: "such an important thing should not be told to a disciple of my outside school."

Yan Zhou said calmly, "I can't find it anyway. Who can I tell you that it's different?"

Ning long thought about it, and then asked, "why can't I find that book? Can you still run on your own long legs? "

Yan Zhou opened his eyes, looked at the high ceiling of the pavilion, and said: "the content recorded in the second half of Tianyu sword Scripture is quite different from that in the first half. It's a real ancient book given by God. It's naturally spiritual. Once you break away, it's hard to recover. What Hanchi yijiazi has done is also looking for this book, otherwise he should have already explored the purple court. "

Ning Changchang asked: "Han Chi? "To the Lord of jiantianzong?"

Yan Zhou nodded and said, "well, Han Chi, my younger martial brother. Now that he has been disheartened, he has entered the WTO to seek other opportunities. Before he left, I divined a divination. It's not good or bad. "

Ning Changjiu sighed: "it's a pity for the Lord."

Yan Zhou took a look at him and said with a smile, "Hanchi is also the top overhaul traveler of Ziting in any case. It's hard for you to enter the door of cultivation, and you're in the mood to pity others?"

Ning long silence for a moment, said: "the master said yes."

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On the Yuntai sword field, Lu Jiajia stands with her sword in her arms. The cold wind sweeps her clothes and dances. The thin sunshine in winter makes her snow like skin almost crystal clear.

Dozens of disciples stood under the cloud platform, and under their feet, there were dozens of lines arranged vertically and horizontally. Those lines were not drawn, but cut out with a long sword to measure the position of the sword.

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and looked at the silver crown Hosta. She had a beautiful face. She unconsciously thought about the sword light she had seen before the imperial palace that day.

"What is immortality? The immortals move into the mountains, and the immortals also... "

"Those who have a long life can extend their life and benefit their life, and those who have a long life can't be reversed. If the cliff falls down and they can climb inch by inch, they are also wrestling with each other...."

"The purple court in the sky, the purple mansion in the human body, the harmony between heaven and man, and the harmony between God and me are for Tao..."

The cold fog is blowing on the cliff. The voice of Lu Jiajia comes through the fog and clouds. The voice is cold and penetrating. It sounds like a sword.

Married sister said very well, although I don't understand... But the immortal demeanor is no better than that.

She just had some regrets, but it was a pity that her elder martial brother could not practice together with her.

After she finished, Lu looked around and said, "do you have any questions?"

"Master." A disciple took a step and made a sword ceremony.

"What's the question?" Lu asked

The disciple looked around. Many people knew what he was going to say, and now he gave a positive look. He took a deep breath and said sincerely, "master! I implore you to practice and teach me swordsmanship in the future. These little things shouldn't have made you work hard day by day. All of you feel guilty... "

Lu Jiajia sighed softly: "you are the future of tianku. How can you not be a teacher?"

The disciple said, "master is the future of tianku peak. Other peaks have been deceiving people too much these years. If master can't enter the purple court, how can other peaks compete with each other in the future? The disciples dare to ask Master to practice wholeheartedly. We have to teach him by words and deeds. Although we have benefited a lot, we have a guilty conscience. "

Lu Jiajia, with a rare smile, said in a soft voice, "you are very happy to be a teacher."

"The master..."

"I'll think about it. If the time is right, I'll practice in seclusion. But now there are still many things I haven't figured out and done." "It's not necessary to mention it any more," Lu said softly

She has never thought of letting others serve as teachers. Although there are no practitioners in zitingjing, there are still several martial uncles and elders in changmingzhongjing and Shangjing. But before the master died, he handed over the position of the peak leader to himself. They have quite a lot of opinions about it. Although Lu Jiajia is respectful to them, she will not tolerate repeated temptations and provocations.

More than a year ago, a martial uncle and three elders forced her to take the post. Lu Jiajia couldn't bear it, so she took out a sword and hurt the martial uncle seriously. The three elders with high seniority were expelled from the peak. Since then, the contradiction between her and the previous generation has almost been out of harmony.

Of course, these are not the real reasons.

Before, she wanted Yazhu to teach on her behalf, but... Now she's half fallen, and the broken two orifices haven't been repaired, so it doesn't make much sense to shut up. Besides, there's Ning Xiaoling among her disciples.

Thinking of these, she turned her eyes slightly and fell on the girl. She asked, "Xiaoling, how do you feel in the past half a month? Can you understand me?"

Asked questions in public, Ning Xiaoling was surprised. She straightened up subconsciously and said, "master, I think Xiaoling can understand."

Lu Jia nodded and said, "well, Xiaoling, you'll stay later. I'll try your accomplishments in this half month."

Ning Xiaoling felt that she had many eyes staring at her. She lowered her head and said nervously, "yes, master."

Lu said: "well, you must remember to practice diligently. In another half a month, you and your elder martial brothers and sisters will join in the sword field."

The sword field is a trial once every seven days. Lu Jiajia takes the lead in putting out the sword, and the rest of the disciples follow it. It's like those preachers in the world who practice long-distance running. What you practice is the master's mastery of aura and mastery of the sword.

With this remark, all the disciples in the sword field felt strange.

They all practiced sword swimming with everyone half a year after their introduction. How could it be that this young girl named Ning Xiaoling could swim sword with everyone in a month before she entered the mysterious world?

However, this was what the master said, and they did not dare to refute it, but they were puzzled.

Ning Xiaoling also had a feeling of being flattered. She said: "I know, master."

Lu Qijia looked at her and said, "I hope you will go with Nancheng when the fourth summit comes."

"Nancheng?" Ning Xiaoling repeated the name in a low voice.

Nancheng, the eldest martial brother of the generation of tiankufeng, is said to have passed the immortal Kingdom at the age of 19. His talent may be only a little less than that of Lu Jiajia. He is a genius of tiankufeng and the only one who has the hope to surpass the eldest disciple of shouxiaofeng.

The elder martial brother Nancheng entered neifeng half a year ago and has not been out yet, but he has long been a legend of tianku peak. Even if he can't get out all the time, his legend still spreads in the clan.

Now, the master compares this little girl with elder martial brother Nancheng?

Some people were surprised and shocked, while more people were skeptical, and even felt that master was wrong this time.

Congenital spirit is rare, but it is not rare in Tianzong. This little girl is 14 years old and has not yet entered the temple. She has not spent years on building a solid foundation in waifeng at the foot of the mountain. How can she build a high-rise flat?

The girl named Le Rou was originally curious about Ning Xiaoling. When she heard Lu Jiajia say this, her curiosity turned into hostility.

Before Ning Xiaoling came, Le Rou was a celebrity in the clan. She was one of the best female disciples of this generation. She was often respected as the eldest martial sister. Now, it seems that the unknown newcomer is going to steal her own limelight. After all, she has some bad taste.

Hum, I'll see if you can fly that sword to heaven in a month

Looking at the other disciples, Lu said, "I will speed up today's sword tour. Whether you can keep up with it or not, you should pay attention to a smooth control of Qi. Don't be greedy. Do you understand?"

They all answered.

Lu Jia turned her back and walked forward a few steps, shouting: "sword!"

The drink sounded like thunder on the cloud platform. The fog on the cloud platform sword field disappeared in a flash. At that moment, it was clear. Lu Jiajia's sword flew out like white light, breaking through the cold fog of winter and rushing into the sky.

On the sword field, all the disciples looked dignified. They pulled out their swords one after another and threw them up. At the same time, they put two fingers together, one hand bent on the side of the body, the other hand pressed on the elbow. The disciples closed their eyes, took Lingqi as the line, and used Shensi to defend the swords. Those swords rose like white lights. This scene was like the passage of wild geese in autumn, headed by the head geese, followed by other geese.

Ning Xiaoling looked up at the scene, and her sword holding hand became tighter. She took a deep breath and pressed her chest, but she could not suppress the faint sound of the sword in her heart.

She looked around. All the elder martial brothers and sisters closed their eyes and focused on the sword. Of course, no one looked at them.

She listened to the sound of the sword like cicada in her heart. There seemed to be waves surging up in the sea of Qi, which made her mind swaying.

Ning Xiaoling made up her mind.

She gently drew out the sword, held her breath, threw it to the sky, wrapped it with spiritual power and flew up.

Learning from others, she pinched a sword formula and stood in the same place. She closed her eyes, spread out the sea, and felt the path of the sword. Lingli controlled the sword closely.

Lu Jiajia noticed a sudden increase of sword Qi. She guessed something. She was slightly surprised, but she didn't do much.

Led by Xianjian minglan, those long swords circled the mountain peak under the whole sword field. They went through the clouds and fog, and roared away.

Half an hour later, Lu's eyes opened.

Suddenly, the sword hovered over the field.

And the trail drawn by the sword behind it still left a long white rainbow arc in the air.

In the whole process of sword tour, more and more swords are stretched by minglan and left behind. Only four swords are left behind.

The disciples opened their eyes one after another. Most of them were sweating and looked tired. Some of the disciples with higher level looked calm and confident, while those with lower level could only open their eyes at night for a long time.

When Le Rou hovers her sword over the sword field and opens it, she looks around quietly. There are only five elder martial brothers in the field.

Her talent and aptitude are among the best in this vein. However, her spiritual power is just in order. Today, she seems to be slightly stimulated by master's words. The ranking of this sword tour is even higher than that of the usual. When all the swords came back to their original positions, Lu Qijia flicked his fingers and let those long swords that could not keep up flow back to the master's scabbard, leaving only four swords“ Weiran, your aura is advanced, and you can be said to be at ease. Within three years, you will be able to enter the realm of Tongxian. " Xu Weiran is just 18 years old this year. Although he is not as talented as his elder martial brother Nancheng, he is definitely the best of his generation. Now he is overjoyed to hear the master say that it will last for three years. He says, "thank you, master." Lu Jiajia nodded gently, the jade finger turned slightly, and the long sword turned light into its sheath“ Yunze, although your sword can keep up with the speed, it is short of breath. If you fight against the enemy, you may be shot down directly. But it is also a strict requirement for the teacher. You should be proud of your speed. " Lu Jia's finger flicks again and his sword returns to the scabbard. Cloud chooses to lead the sword to thank. Ning Xiaoling takes a look at him quietly. He is cold in his heart. He dares to scold his elder martial brother for being a pig. He thinks he is so powerful. Now he doesn't look so good. I don't want to find a chance to deal with you in the future. Lu Jiajia continued: "Hongyuan, you should be the most hardworking of the disciples. If you can hold this determination, you should get a place to participate in the Four Swords meeting on behalf of tianku." Gao Jun, a man named Hongyuan, is tall and straight. At the moment, he hears the speech and his eyes are burning. He just feels that his efforts have not been in vain. The sword returns to its sheath“ The last sword... "Lu Jia's fingers moved the sword in front of her body. The light of the sword made her eyes bright and beautiful. Her skin, which was already frosty and snowy, was even colder now. Although some unbelievable, but Lu married or look to Ning Xiaoling. When they saw that master was speechless, they reacted and followed her eyes. There were several exclamations in the sword field. Several sharp eyed disciples have noticed that the scabbard around Ning Xiaoling's waist is empty. And more people are still a little confused, do not know what this is sitting“ What's the matter? " Le Rou pulls the people beside her and asks, standing on tiptoe and looking in that direction. The low voice of the conversation rang out in disorder. Ning Xiaoling thin lips slightly open, gently exhale, chin slightly raised, she took a step forward, a SA Shuang sword ceremony, said: "master, it's my sword."... "（ PS: Thank you for your long-term reward! Thank you for your support!)