Beyond the Divine States

Ning long thought of the abyss like space, nodded: "well, I know."

He could vaguely feel what was hidden at the bottom of the peak, but in his present state, he would never be foolish enough to take risks without authorization.

Ning Changjiu pointed to the inscription on the ground and said, "read these two passages through several times, and then start to practice after you think about them clearly."

Nan Cheng's eyes are blazing, and he can't wait to cast his eyes. He covers his chest like a drum, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and says, "thank you, master. If you are successful in cultivating Taoism in the future, you will be very grateful."

Rather long up, whisk sleeve away, just a light um.

Nan Cheng looks at the back of the white clothes and thinks that this is the immortal who has become a successful monk and has gone against the current of time?

What kind of scene is purple court scene?

He was almost ashes of the heart of the sword, once again lit a fiery, full of hope.

In the blink of an eye, the white clothes had disappeared in the field of vision.

Ning long look around, looking at the location of the light projection to confirm where he is now.

Most of the roads in the world are connected. Since he can come here from shuge, there should be a way to connect shuge and return.

He recalled the scene when he opened the page of the book.

The picture on the page is a small circle.

Ning long finger empty ground stroke for a while, draw that array appearance in mid air.

"Xiaofeikong formation?"

Ning long light Yi a, finger again empty draw several times, in the heart silently deduce.

Feikong array is a kind of transmission array. It is said that all Feikong arrays were born out of the original feisheng array. The origin of these arrays is just four words - bow and arrow.

An array is a bow, and a man is an arrow. When the array collapses to the extreme, it is broken. The unimaginable power makes the practitioner's speed reach the level of breaking through the space barrier, which makes him ignore the shortcomings of some realms, directly break through the void and fly to the immortal court, just like the legendary god man shooting at the sun with a bow.

It's just that feisheng Dazhen is extremely harsh and only exists in legends. Nowadays, it's hard to see it in classics. Even in Guanzhong's collection, he only saw a few words of introduction.

The small flying array is much simpler. In two different positions, after reaching a common frequency by using the spiritual vibration space, a stable but short-term channel will be opened between the two positions to make people move for a short time and a short distance.

Ning long looked up, then fingertips fretted, moved a few pieces of gravel in accordance with the order of the small flying array.

The pebble was like a strange pattern of stars.

Ning Chang's fingertip is a little bit. At the source, the stone is ignited by the sword fire. With his fingertip moving, the spirit power surges into a line. According to the pattern of the array, his strokes are reversed.

The stroke reverses, and the center of the array eye responds. Ning Changjiu's feet shine like dust, with a faint sign of leaving the ground.

At the same time, he spread out his knowledge of the sea, looking for the point that coincides with the small flying array.

And the white light of his fingertips was still trembling, as if waiting for something.

In a dark sea like sea of knowledge, a faint light suddenly emerges. Originally, the faint light is like a piece of dust, but after the vision of the sea falls on it, it suddenly collapses and extends, and changes into a small flying array.

The two groups suddenly fit together.

The sense of overweight comes from every inch of the body.

Light flash like a ball, and then in a very short period of time into a line of annihilation, Ning long figure disappeared in the same place.

The next moment, in a corner of the book Pavilion, Ning Long's figure appears silently.

The light seeped in along the stone wall, and now it seemed to be approaching evening, and the light seeped in was dim.

Ning Changchang is not sure whether his behavior has been detected by the old man named Yan Zhou, or that it was originally a trial of Yan Zhou.

Suddenly, across a bookshelf, he heard a whisper.

"Isn't that good?"

"I don't think it's good either. Naning has nothing to do with us for a long time. It's not suitable for us to tease him like this..."

"Will you help or not?" It's a girl's voice.

"This is not a matter of loyalty, but..."

"Don't help!"

"Good, good younger martial sister, what do you want us to do?"

"If I can figure out a way, what else will you do?"

"..." a teenager thought for a while and said, "the only occasion he can appear is in early class. We should do something about it."

"Well, you have a point. Go on." The girl agreed and fell into thinking.

"Younger martial sister, I still don't think it's right. Although Ning Xiaoling performed very well last time, you can choose her to win next time. In the real light of the sword, where can she control the congenital spirit to fight?" The young man's words were smooth and calm, and appeared to be much more organized.

The girl was obviously aggrieved and said, "when I was comparing swords, I chose her as my opponent. It didn't just seem that I was mean. Master often said that people who practice Taoism go upstream. What do I mean to her? Besides, even if we really want to take the opportunity to attack her at that time, isn't it two months before we try our sword in spring? I just can't stand it... "

"According to the book, human feelings are like water, the world is like clouds, and the mind of the younger martial sister should be indifferent and quiet, such as the Chimonanthus on the Bank of the cliff... When the plum blossoms bloom in a few days, why don't I accompany the younger martial sister to enjoy the flowers?"

"I reward you for saying that you like me, and now I'm full of truth. Do you love me or not?" The little girl seems to have released her own mace.

Indeed, the boy has not been able to stand up for a moment, and for a moment, he said, "well, the younger sister has the final say, but he can make fun of it. Don't hurt your teacher's younger sister."

"Don't worry. I've got a sense of propriety. I don't want to be punished by master. We must do it without knowing it."

So the three began to discuss.

Ning, who is separated from a bookshelf, listens carefully and comments on their ideas in his heart. Although many ideas are unrestrained, they are basically impossible to realize.

"We saw off half of his chair legs, but the roots were broken. As soon as he sat down, he would crack and fall to the ground. We came here secretly, and no one knew that we did it."

"We can steal a sword Scripture that we need to read in the morning class, and secretly set up a way on the strokes of some complex characters. However, he has visual errors and is difficult to recognize. In this way, he will lose face in front of Ning Xiaoling. Master only thinks that he can't read and will not let him come to the morning class in the future."

"We can also put some sword on the edge of the page, so that when he turns the book, he will cut his fingers, but he must think that the page is too sharp and he is too careless."

"But... What younger martial sister hates is Ning Xiaoling. How innocent is his elder martial brother?"

"Hum, where is his elder martial brother innocent? I dare to make Shifu angry that day. Do you know that it's not easy for Shifu to have many years? It's a great honor for an outsider to sit in the sword hall. The master invited him to the Yuntai sword hall to give him a chance, but how dare he refuse in public? If you don't do a good job in rectifying this kind of external disciples, you'll be angry with Shifu again

"Well... What the younger martial sister said seems to have some truth."

"Of course, what's more, we're just humiliating him. It's also for his good to let him know the danger of the world ahead of time."

"Younger martial sister is so... Righteous."

"Don't be sarcastic, come up with some ideas!"

So they fell into a tense discussion again.

Ning Changjiu stood in silence, listening to their final plan. Then he hid behind a huge bookshelf quietly and watched them leave contentedly.

In the last life, there were not many years in total. There were not many friends among the elder martial brothers and sisters. The only two elder martial brothers and elder martial sisters who had more friends with themselves also took good care of themselves. Naturally, they didn't encounter this kind of thing on the road of smooth cultivation. So at this moment, Ning Changjiu still had some inexplicable... Excitement?

When leaving the book Pavilion, Ning long did not forget to take a look at martial uncle Yan Zhou. As always, Yan Zhou held the book on his body, half dozed, and was about to die.

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Back in the room, he found a man lying on his bed.

Ning Xiaoling curled up there like a fox, holding a soft quilt in her arms. Although Ning Changjiu was silent, she was still aware of it. As soon as she entered the door, her ears moved, and she woke up immediately. She brushed the floor and sat up from the bed. She asked, "elder martial brother, where have you been? Have you been taken away by any fox? "

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "isn't there a fox in front of me?"

Ning Xiaoling covered her face and said, "elder martial brother, you don't want to pass by. I... I want to watch elder martial brother for elder sister Xiang'er!"

Ning long doubts a way: "when did you and her a battlefront?"

Ning Xiaoling said, "no matter what else, I've been waiting for elder martial brother for nearly an hour. You should tell me where I'm going, right?"

Ning Changjiu pondered a little and said, "today I bumped into a very secret place in the peak by mistake. There are many strange people in it."

Ning Xiaoling said strangely, "where is it?"

Ning Changjiu said mysteriously, "it's too dangerous there. After that, my younger martial sister will be in a high level. I'll take you in."

Ning Xiaoling said, "elder martial brother, you're cheating. You're not in the dark yet. Why can't I go?"

Ning long poked her forehead and said, "how can the realm of elder martial brother be regarded as ordinary?"

This word is to let rather small age be convinced some, silently nodded.

"Does elder martial brother still teach me to read today? Last time, I've learned 500 books. Now I have no problem reading some ordinary books. " Ning Xiaoling said.

Ning Changchang nodded and said, "in that case, don't worry. Today, elder martial brother is going to teach you something powerful."

"Something powerful?" Ning Xiaoling is a little nervous and has some expectations. Ning looked into her eyes for a long time and said seriously, "I'll teach you some unique breathing techniques, which can fully mobilize your innate spirit. With half the effort, there are also some ancestral Taoist techniques and swordsmanship, which are very powerful. But after I teach you, you must keep a secret. You can't tell anyone else. If your master asks, It's the memory inherited from the old fox, you know? "“ What does elder martial brother teach me to do? " Ning Xiaoling was puzzled. Ning Changchang said: "of course, I hope that my younger martial sister's path of cultivation can be more smooth and more powerful. If you compare with other people in the future, don't lose." Seeing that elder martial brother's face was rarely so serious, Ning Xiaoling immediately sat upright and said, "I know, elder martial brother!" She asked, "how bad will that become?" Ning Changjiu patted her head and said with a smile: "when young students become these, they will be about ten times more ferocious." Ning Xiaoling was slightly surprised and asked jokingly, "is the fox going to become a big monster?" Ning Changchang said: "it's not that bad. Maybe a sword fairy will be built at a young age, just like Lu Jiajia... Well, powerful women are very fierce." He couldn't help thinking of the fourth elder martial sister, the eldest elder martial sister and the master. One is more fierce than the other. Ning Xiaoling retorted: "Shifu is really gentle. Today, it was the elder martial brother who said bad things about Shifu and deserved to be beaten." Ning Changchang was stunned and frustrated, and said, "in the heart of the younger martial sister, the elder martial brother's status has been reduced by another one?" Ning Xiaoling, with a smile, said: "when elder martial brother teaches me those ancestral unique skills, I will consider helping elder martial brother raise his ranking." Another morning, Ning Changchang got up early as usual. Ning Xiaoling, still sleepy, knocked on his door and called him to go to class. I do not know why, today rather long refused her, said it is still early, and so on. Ning Xiaoling some inexplicable, asked: "why?" Ning long thought about it and said, "younger martial sister, if you are always so active, you will be too conspicuous. What's more, now that you start practicing those unique secrets, you should be more humble. We will go later." Ning Xiaoling felt that what he said seemed reasonable. So a quarter of an hour later, Ning long felt that it was almost time before he and his younger martial sister passed slowly. Finally, with the ringing of the morning class, they walked into the sword hall. Looking at them, Lu Jiajia seems to be a little displeased. She seems to be saying that why are you so late today? Are you provoking me? Yunze and Lerou are both nervous and excited to stare at Ning Changjiu. They want to try their best to hide their ardent expectations, but they can't seem to hide them at all. Ning sighed for a long time. He thought that he had spare some time today to do psychological construction for you. How can he see that he has done something bad at a glance? If I really fall into your trap, do you want to cheat Lu Jia with your performance? Well, the one named Xu Weiran is very cool. Ning Xiaoling followed the elder martial brother and sat down on the chair for fear of being scolded. Ning Long's back stopped. He took a look at the extremely thin diagonal line on the leg of the chair, and then sat up in the two expectant eyes behind him（ Please remember the first domain name of this book: www.shuquge.com . Shuqu Pavilion_ Biquge mobile reading website: m.shuquge.com