Beyond the Divine States

Tonight, like the curtain of heaven, countless pieces of jade are blown off. The grotesque stones of tianku peak are built with snow and piled into white jade. In the meantime, the withered trees are made into qiongshu, and the plum blossom and snow lotus are in full bloom, which is even more quiet and cold.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling have reached the summit together.

Ning Xiaoling, wearing a cotton skirt and a jacket, gasped and rubbed her hands.

Ning Changjiu was still wearing the thin white clothes, but on his back, he carried a wooden box. He didn't know what was in it.

The snow rolled like goose feathers.

"Elder martial brother, many people are looking at us..." Ning Xiaoling is worried.

Ning long looked under the snow cliff at the bottom of the peak. People came out one after another, holding an umbrella to block the snow. The umbrella tilted upward, looking over the night at the figure on the snow cliff, pointing something.

For the same generation of disciples, who can light the higher star is also a kind of competition in the dark, so usually when one disciple is ready to light the sword star, the rest of the disciples like to watch.

Ning Xiaoling is also a famous person in the peak. She won the third place at the sword listening meeting in the snow field a few days ago. Her talent of admiring others is so dazzling that the male students love her and the female students envy her. When we discussed it in private, we wondered when Ning Xiaoling would light the sword star and receive the sword spirit inheritance.

After hearing that Ning Xiaoling was going to light Jianxing tonight, many people's expectations came true and naturally ran out for the first time.

But what they didn't expect was that her registered elder martial brother from outside came with her and stood beside her shamelessly.

"What did he come for? Did he also enter the mystery and inspire the sword fire? " Cloud chooses to stare at that figure, very dissatisfied.

Le Rou puts on a thick dress and runs out in a hurry. When she sees the two figures on the snow cliff, her eyebrows suddenly wrinkle up. Bah, she says: "Ning Changchang is really a villain. At this time, she still doesn't forget to come out and touch the light. What can she do to cheer Ning Xiaoling up? It's an eyesore... "

Xu Weiran comforted: "maybe younger martial brother Ning is also here to light up the sword star. If younger martial brother secretly builds a mysterious realm, maybe he can really light up a shorter sword star."

Le Rou was dissatisfied and said, "in the dark? How can an outsider who doesn't have a good class get into the dark? He really thinks it's Chinese cabbage... It looks like Chinese cabbage. If he can light up the sword star, I'll find a Chinese cabbage and swallow it raw! "

"Younger martial sister doesn't have to be like this..." of course, Yunze doesn't believe that Ning can light the sword star for a long time. After all, it's against the law of practice. He just thought of another thing and whispered: "younger martial sister Le Rou, if you really let Ning Xiaoling light a star about the same height as Nancheng, what can you do? Don't you have a position in the mountain... "

With a cold snort, Le Rou said, "when does tiankufeng pay attention to the road of cultivation? It's always long before talent. Otherwise, why do we have to shout martial uncle every time we see Lu Yuanbai? "

Standing behind him, Lu Yuanbai, who had been listening with relish, quietly turned to leave, sat down in a secluded place, took off the wine pot at his waist and took a warm drink.

Somehow, today's wine is a little bitter.

He squinted at the snow cliff and transferred his anger to Ning Changjiu. He was discontented and said, "it's the big night, it's the ghost weather, and he has a big box on his back. What do you want to do? Don't you know that the colder the weather is, the faster the sword fire cools? If you don't want to order it yourself, you can pit your sister... "

Not long after, Lu's wife came with a sword.

It's one of the most important events of tianku peak for disciples to light the sword star and inherit the meaning of the sword. The master must take care of it in case of accidents.

Lu Qia pinches a sword formula and spreads out a space. The heavy snow is cut outside, and none of it can fall into the sword field.

She looked at Ning Xiaoling and Changjiu and asked, "are you sure?"

Ning Xiaoling and Ning Changjiu let out a cry together.

Lu Jiajia stares at Ning for a long time: "what are you, eh?"

Ning Xiaoling explained: "elder martial brother is also a disciple of Fengzhong, so he should have the qualification to light up Jianxing."

Lu said: "yes, it's just..."

She looked at Ning Changchang's face and doubted: "are you really ready?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "I've been preparing for a long time. There should be no problem."

Looking at the box he was carrying on his back, Lu Jiajia frowned and said coldly, "according to the rules in the peak, if you want to light the sword star, you must use aura to stimulate the sword yuan, and use the sword yuan to ignite fireworks to convey to the sword star. Only enough blazing sword fire can light the sword star, but you can't do anything wrong."

Ning long nodded and said, "I've seen the rules. I always abide by the rules."

Lu Jia was silent for a while and said, "open the things on your back and let me have a look."

Ning long also have no taboo, untie the box, when landing married face open.

Ning Xiaoling knew what was in it. She covered her face before opening the box and didn't go to one side.

Sure enough, after the box was opened, Lu's face was also a little wonderful. She stared at the box with a changeable look and asked, "what are you doing with this big bundle of firewood? Do you want to send them to the sword star one by one with flying sword, pile them up, and then light them with sword fire? Or do you want to build a ladder to climb high? "

Ning thought for a long time and said, "I really want to send them up with flying swords, but Jianxing's surface is not only smooth and difficult to fix firewood, but also the surrounding air is relatively thin. Even if I want to light a firewood pile on it, it's not easy. As for the latter, it's a good idea, but it's a bit of trouble. "

The disciples under the snow cliff also saw this scene from a distance and discussed it in a low voice.

"What's in that box?"

"It's like a bunch of... Firewood boys?" The sharp eyed disciple said, "he wants to build a bonfire and dance around it?"

"Well, who knows, the villager has overestimated him before."

After listening to him, Lu looked at the box and confirmed that it was really ordinary firewood. After calming down, Lu gave a cold hum and said, "what do you like to do? I don't care about you, but if it's too embarrassing, I'm afraid I'll have to take you to waifeng."

She didn't give Ning Changjiu a chance to open her mouth again. She immediately said, "who will come first, you two?"

Ning Xiaoling took a step forward and volunteered, "master, I'll come first."

Lu Jiajia gave her a happy look and said in a soft voice, "young age, if you break through too fast, you will inevitably have a weak foundation. It will consume a lot of spiritual power to send sword fire to Jianxing. If you don't support it, you must not force it. It's not worth taking a few months to recuperate if your body is broken."

"Shifu, I have a sense of propriety."

Ning Xiaoling saluted respectfully. Then she took off her sword and slowly drew it out. In the friction between the sword and the sheath, the girl turned her back and walked forward.

Under the snow cliff, the conversation is getting louder and louder. Le Rou clenches her fist and stares at Ning Xiaoling nervously. She hopes that Ning Xiaoling will choose a very high star, and then unfortunately fails. She also hopes that Ning Xiaoling won't choose too high one. In case she is lucky enough to light it, she will lose her place in the master's heart

"Elder martial brother, are you ready?" Ning Xiaoling looked back at him nervously.

Ning Changjiu said, "just choose what you like."

Ning Xiaoling nodded hard. She raised her sword. The tip of the sword moved slowly like a compass. It seemed that she was aiming at something.

The hand holding the sword between the sleeves of Lu's wedding dress was slightly strong.

She looked uncertainly at the direction pointed by Ning Xiaoling's sword tip.

Although sword stars can be divided into high and low, there is not much difference in the inheritance of sword spirit. Lighting up the stars at a higher level is often just a symbol of talent and realm.

At the moment, Ning Xiaoling is just in the dark. The point of her sword is actually a sword star that can't be reached even in a wonderland.

"Xiaoling, don't act impulsively. If you burn the star with sword fire, even if it's lit, if you don't fight against the sword armor projected by the sword star, you will still be attacked." Lu's voice reminds her.

Ning Xiaoling stares at the star, just like staring at the sweet gourd on the street when he was young.

"That's it." Ning Xiaoling said softly.

She held the sword firmly.

The sea of Qi in the body churns like a volcano huff and puff lava, and the heart spurts thin blood.

There is a fire on the central axis of the sword. It is a hot entangled line of fire. After lighting up, it shoots upward at high speed, instantly crosses the tip of the sword, rushes into the wind and snow at a faster speed, and goes straight to a very high place.

All the people were shocked when they looked at the direction of the line of fire.

The position of the sword star is very high, and it's not very big. Even if it's lit, it won't get much sword spirit inheritance. It's obviously thankless work, but

Many people soon realized that Ning Xiaoling didn't care about the inheritance of sword spirit. She just wanted to choose a star that other people didn't dare to choose.

How arrogant... Is this a genius? No wonder when I enter the mountain gate, my master thinks highly of her so much, and even her elder martial brother with empty skin bag is arranged next to her as an exception.

Alas, if her elder martial brother hadn't delayed her daily practice, younger martial sister's realm would be more solid now.

In the fierce wind and snow, the fire line sharply reduced the temperature.

The snow night is the most difficult time to light sword star.

Not surprisingly, although the sword fire was castrated fiercely, when it reached a certain height, the speed of the sword fire was limited, and the distance needed to transmit was getting farther and farther, and the speed of the sword fire was also much slower with the naked eye.

Ning Xiaoling clenched his teeth and changed from holding sword with one arm to holding sword with two arms.

Then, with the consumption of spiritual power, her arms began to tremble, as if what she was holding was not a sword, but a heavy axe.

The whole sword is burning.

The silver edge was shrouded in white fireworks.

And the sword fire was still moving forward, although the speed was getting slower and slower. Ning Xiaoling also felt that his sea of Qi was boiling, and the whole chest heat wave was surging, which seemed to burst out.

She knew that this feeling was only an illusion, but the suffocating pain tormented her all the time, as if to crush her body to the ground.

Ning Xiaoling stares at her sword with blurred vision. She was not sure whether the sword fire was still going on, or whether it had begun to retrogress. She could never reach the sword star she chose, but she was still working hard. The door of Zifu is open. A snow-white fox is congealed in front of her chest and jumps on her arm. A pair of pink meat pads are also put on the hilt. That night, when she faced Ning Zhuoshui, she summoned xiantianling, called her whole body's strength, and was immediately scattered by her opponent. After waking up, in the face of the influence and pollution from time to time, she had no way to cut off the connection between spirit and demon, and even had no courage to tell her elder martial brother about it, for fear of being killed. On the night of the assassin's attack, when the arrow was imminent, she almost gave up the control of her body and let the demon species occupy the spirit directly. On the day of Zhao xianger's birthday banquet, the blood arrow had been smashed and turned into a slow blood rain, but she didn't escape... This kind of reluctance to the weak, the strong desire, the hatred of the enemy, and the shame of the relatives tormented her again and again. In the node where the time seemed to slow down countless times, she swept across the sea of knowledge one by one“ Ah Ning Xiaoling suddenly raised his head and stretched his neck like a snow fox. The xiantianling also screamed with her roar. On the dark sky, suddenly, like a spark splashing into the withered grass, the night was lit up in an instant, and the dazzling light suddenly shone on the snow flat like day. The tight body of Lu's wife finally relaxed, and the corners of her lips rose, revealing a smile of relief. Under the snow cliff, the disciples who witnessed the whole process of the sword fire going through the wind and snow were excited when they saw it staggering forward, almost dying out many times, but they still arrived at the sword star and lit up the dark night. Many male disciples had already beaten their scabbard and called out the name of the younger martial sister, Even though she was hostile to her all the time, she clenched her fist and relaxed. Although she was still unconvinced, she clapped her hands for her. That suddenly bright light gradually faded away, gradually stabilized into a shining star. Ning long head, looking at the star, suddenly thought of another he said“ What a dead sea of stars... "Ning Chang chuckled. After the sword star was ignited, there was feedback soon, and a light fell. The difference was that the light was holy and pure, shining on the snow flat several feet in front of Ning Xiaoling, which was almost a perfect circle. In the center of the circle, a pair of ancient armor emerged. The helmet was made of several arc-shaped pieces of iron, with lion dragon animal pattern on the forehead. The armor was from top to bottom, with neck protection, arms protection, chest armor, abdominal armor, and belt armor skirt. Only one of them was dark and empty, without any soldiers. However, the armor was still like a veteran who had been fighting for many years, Majestic and silent, the iron sword in his hand is very broad, like a token that has been kept for thousands of years. As long as the star burners enter the light field, they will fight with the sword armour. After defeating the sword armour, they can inherit the sword spirit left by their ancestors. Ning Xiaoling didn't immediately enter the light field. Her arm loosened, her sword tip fell down, and she plunged into the thick snow. Then she supported herself with a sword, turned around and looked at Ning Changjiu“ Elder martial brother... "She spoke softly. Lu's marriage also looks to Ning Changjiu. The mood of the disciples under the snow cliff is gradually calming down. They look at the sight of the master and the younger martial sister, and they just fall on Ning Changjiu. They wonder if the outer disciple really wants to light the sword star? Ning Changjiu nodded to his younger martial sister, then picked up the wooden box and walked over.