Beyond the Divine States

Thinking is like a dog eating the moon. After dark, the light shines into the sea again.

Ning Xiaoling carefully looked at him, she can clearly feel, just at that moment, elder martial brother seems to have been evacuated.

This scene is like that when it rained heavily that day, he told the story of the little Taoist in the room. At that time, she felt that the elder martial brother was like a star. The world could only see his slight light, but could not see his body covered by the light.

Ning long sat there for a long time, silent for a long time. He was just like a man who had been walking in the dark for a long time. Suddenly, he saw a light that pierced the night fall in front of him.

That beam of light is like a sword, as long as you hold it, you can tear away the long night.

"Younger martial sister..."

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth, hand gently covered her hair, eyes into her eyes, soft voice: "thank you."

Although his smile is very shallow at the moment, Ning Xiaoling can feel his joy. It's like ten thousand Koi suddenly come out of the calm lake. If you don't pay attention, those Koi seem to shake their bodies and jump out of the water with countless crystal waves.

Ning Xiaoling avoided the elder martial brother's eyes, which seemed to melt people's eyes. She was a little embarrassed and said, "what do you want me to do?"

Ning long did not answer, but suddenly said: "Xiaoling, I'm your elder martial brother."

"Ah." Ning Xiaoling was stunned. He didn't know why he said that suddenly.

Ning Changjiu continued: "I have not been taken away by anyone, and I have not been occupied by monsters. I have always been your elder martial brother. Before that night, I was still who I am now."

Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while. Ning Changjiu seemed very complicated, but she could understand.

He wanted to dispel his last doubts.

"Elder martial brother, you don't have to do this."

"I'm afraid you still have worries."

"In fact, I know you are good to me." Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips, raised her head and said, "and I don't know why. In fact, I always feel that you are the original elder martial brother. You have always been... Um... Is this intuition?"

"It's really good to meet my younger martial sister."

The brief calm is like the first break of wind and snow.

"Nerd." Ning Xiaoling called a little, suddenly rushed up, caught him off guard, Ning long hanging sleeve micro movement, he heard in front of the chest, the girl's faint sobs came, and then the chest of white clothes became a wet color.

Ning long arm curved, hands covered her back, gently patted.

There was some emotion in his heart.

In the last life, he was beheaded by the master himself, so he always had a misunderstanding, that is, his spirit had been beheaded by the master, so the position of Zifu was empty at the moment.

But it's 12 years ago.

If time really goes back and everything goes back to the beginning, what does that matter?

He has not yet practiced, he has not yet finished his soul, just as he did in those days.

Just start all over again.

He closed his eyes, held the girl in his arms, and began to smile.

A little joy, but also a little self mockery.

Under the paper window, I think clearly.

I've been walking around for half a month. No wonder when I saw that book in the book Pavilion today, I knew it very well, but I still didn't figure it out at that time.

He's a real nerd.

"Don't cry, younger martial sister. I'll teach you to read. Um... Where did you teach last time?" I'd like to whisper.

"Last time I taught you how to bend the hook..." Ning Xiaoling hesitated.

Ning Changqi said with a smile: "how? Want to do it again? I'll let you know, but I'll be angry. "

"Married sister bean curd mouth glutinous rice heart, will not be angry, although married sister seldom talk with you, in fact, she must be very concerned about you secretly."

"Yes, elder martial brother can't let her down any more." Ning Changjiu said in a low voice, "well, get up. Today, my elder martial brother teaches you to read poetry. In the future, I need to be educated. I can't be a mang girl."

"What poetry do you read..."

"In the middle of winter, the snow is falling and the sound of jade is broken. Elder martial brother will tell you some poems about snow."

……

In the afternoon, the green lamp is still, the ancient scroll is fragrant, the conversation is quiet, and the pieces are like snow.

"All over the world, white jade is synthesized, which makes one's heart clear, so he wants to be immortal..."

"When the sky is cold and the sun is setting, you can draw a picture of the door and blow it into a tree and fall into a poplars flower."

“……”

After a long time, Ning long slowly closed the book and asked with a smile, "which sentence do you like?"

Ning Xiaoling thought hard for a while, deliberated: "sprinkle salt, air difference can be simulated?"

……

Lu Jiajia's Royal sword fell on the cold cloud platform. Snow suddenly floated between the cloud platforms shrouded by cold fog. Looking up, the sky was boundless white, and the wind stirred it. It seemed that there were scales dancing, and there were countless frost and snow.

Lu Jiajia's sword came out of its sheath. In the clear sound of the sword, the wooden sheath on his waist was empty, and a green spring crossed the sky. With concentrated thoughts, she waved out her sleeve, held the hilt of the sword in her hand, and wiped her left fingers over the body of the sword. On the bright and mirror like body of the sword, her eyes were cold, and she cut it off. Tianyu sword is cut out one by one according to the sword technique in the first half of the volume. There are three swords with the greatest determination, namely, Bai Hong Guan RI, Da he Ru Du, and Mo Yu Fan pen. There are also three swords with unique cold features, namely, yunya stone carving, Leiluo Guizi, and knocking on the moon to ask for immortals. Other swords, such as Sha Xue, Bai Ling, Jinghua and qiumakeup, are also handed out one by one. Between the cliffs, the sword spirit is everywhere. On the ancient rocks, one after another fine sword marks are exposed, falling disorderly, like small characters on the cliffs one after another. On the top of the cloud platform, the sword is strong and the snowflakes are rolling. The slender waist belt of Lu's wife makes her slender and graceful figure erratic. The red plum blossoms at the edge of the cliff, and her shadow is better than the white snow of wintersweet. At first, the sword was very powerful, magnificent, with wide opening and closing, but at the end, it was like a man in the attic, singing and dancing. Lu's lips are red and her teeth are white. Her complexion is like snow. The sky light from the clouds covers her cheeks, making her earlobes crystal clear. The sword is silent. The wind and snow are mending. But Lu Jiajia sighed. The tip of the sword gently passed by and entered the scabbard. She stood in silence, looking at the sword Qi that gradually dissipated in the world, with a dazed look. Most of the sword moves just now were repeating the move of killing and cutting. At the end of the move, she turned to be gentle, like a singing girl's sleeve. It wasn't that she suddenly had tenderness in her heart. It was just that her spiritual power came to an end after the fifth sword. The two broken orifices on her back had been loaded to the extreme and turned into sharp pain like a cone. So the last two swords could only be as soft as the breeze and looked beautiful, and only knew the pain. The six main swords and four auxiliary swords in the first half of the Tianyu sword Sutra are finished hastily. When Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling saved her before, Ning Changjiu asked her how she would be if she could not enter this realm? At that time, the heroic words are now implemented, and she only feels deeply powerless. Today, she is 24 years old, even if she is not a practitioner, she is very young... Yes, I am only 24 years old. Lu Jiajia sighs and looks up in a daze. For the next hundred years, if she has to wander in the realm of longevity, how can she survive? On tianku peak, the stars and rocks are lonely. Behind Lu's sword, facing the new snow on the mountain, she walks into the sword hall It's late at night. Ning sits on the ground for a long time with a copper lamp in front of him. He sat cross legged, staring at the light, his eyes reflecting the brilliance of the fire. Today in his last life, he did not know what kind of night it was. At that time, he should have pushed off the letter of marriage, and his realm had entered the purple court realm. If at that time let him meet Zhao xianger, with their realm gap, see her wench also dare not in front of himself clamour to quit marriage. But now things are different. He's not in the dark yet. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Previously, he was confused for a long time, but he never really took the first step. In his last life, his practice always seemed like flying in the clouds. Now he was in the world, so he didn't want to be down-to-earth. Until today, he just want to understand, originally all, really push down to come again. Although those memories are there, they are not impressive. There is no such close door disciple, and the track of his life is a brand new picture“ Let's start from tonight... "Ning Changchang's breath is a little heavy. He stares at the beating fire. In the dead heart lake, he seems to rush into a spark, turns to fireworks, and gradually becomes bright. He couldn't find the sharp and matchless knife for the time being. But since he is sure that there is a beautiful jade under the stone, even if the water flows for thousands of years, it can eventually wash away that layer of dust. Outside the window, the sky is covered with snow like white scales. In this ordinary snowy night, Ning long of this life officially entered the road of cultivation（ Four more... Done!)