Beyond the Divine States Chapter 33: : Monster species
That was half an hour ago.
After the **** Yujun escaped, the demon sparrows in the imperial city also dispersed, and many common birds flew out of the nest tremblingly and came to this familiar but broken city.
A sparrow with short brown and gray tail feathers landed in an inconspicuous yard.
The walls of the yard have collapsed in large areas, and there is still a little **** smell between the broken stones, but the lights in the room are calm, and the dim yellow halo on the window paper is like the sky before sunset. , It's also like a rouge gently applied on a girl's face.
The little sparrow stared at the room with her squishy eyes. It liked that color, and that color could bring peace and tranquility, just like this city without the noise of demon sparrows.
Suddenly, the little sparrow raised his head cleverly, his gaze fell under the clouds--under the first clear night sky, the ink-colored clouds became lighter and lighter, while the dark blue sky had a touch of disharmony. The color of light looked like a long snake in the sky.
The little sparrow was afraid of the snake. It shook its body, trying to shake its wings and leave.
But it suddenly saw that the snake really came in its own direction. It flew up fearfully, came to the higher and farther beam, and looked down carefully.
The scarlet snake did not come for itself. It was a snake condensed by countless dots of red light. It swam down from the sky and sneaked into the yard silently. After too long, the light in that yard was visible to the naked eye and swayed a lot, and then it went out suddenly, and it was completely dark.
The sound of fighting came from inside, and then the windows broke, the door broke, and even the high roof was pierced through a hole.
The little sparrow felt a harbinger of extreme danger, and immediately fluttered its wings and flew away, issuing a short, warning-like cry in the night, but the people who had just experienced the catastrophe were still immersed in the joy of evil spirits. Naturally it cannot be heard.
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Ning Changjiu's heart moved slightly when the abnormal change occurred in the palace, and he was aware of it.
At this moment, the water on the stove has boiled. Ning Changjiu lifted the iron stove and stood by the table and brewed a pot of tea. Because the water is hot, the pot needs to be held high to allow the hot water to cool down during the fall. When the tea leaves are dropped into the cup, it is the right temperature.
This is a habit in Ning Chang’s memory for many years, so the technique is very skillful, and there is no splash when it falls into the cup.
"Everyone's every action can reveal a lot of things." Ning Changjiu pushed the porcelain cup in front of Ning Xiaoling and smiled: "Looking back now, the day I just woke up, I fell for you. A cup of hot water is the way you pour the water, which makes you suspicious."
Ning Xiaoling hesitated for a while, then nodded, she took a sip from the porcelain cup, and she had to admit that the tea brewed by my brother is indeed much better than the tea made by herself.
She put down the cup, looked at the young man in white clothes in front of her, and asked: "That day, my senior was sitting on a chair and holding his hand motionless in the air. What was she doing?"
Ning Changjiu said: "I'm fishing."
Ning Xiaoling remembered that today Lu Jiajia asked him what he was good at, and his answer was fishing.
"Fishing? What to catch?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
Ning Changjiu replied: "I don't know, it's just a habit I developed when I was a child. At that time, the second senior gave me a stick and asked me to go to the river to catch a fish without silk thread and bait." /
Ning Xiaoling was surprised: "How is this possible?"
Ning Changjiu said: "I didn't understand at the time. Later I learned that there are countless invisible threads in this world. Those threads are connected to everything in the world. As long as we can grasp these threads, we can control the world. Everything, that is the real fishing line from the sky to the world."
Ning Xiaoling scratched in the air around her, shook her head and said: "I don't believe it."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I didn't believe it before. At that time, I sat by the river with the stick for a day, and a fish stopped in the shadow of the stick. I knocked it out. , And then took it back and went on business with the brother."
Ning Xiaoling chuckled and asked: "Your brother didn't scold you?"
Ning Changjiu also laughed: "I have a quick eye and quick hands, so why do I scold?"
Ning Xiaoling thought about it, but stopped smiling, she asked: "Then what are you fishing for now?"
Ning Changjiu half joked: "Of course it is fishing for a little fox that is potentially underwater."
Ning Xiaoling sighed: "Brother, you are not suitable for talking and laughing."
So Ning Changjiu really didn't smile anymore, only two cups of tea between the two were steaming slightly.
Ning Changjiu glanced at the window suddenly, but his eyes seemed to fall farther through the window paper.
"The old fox was defeated." Ning Changjiu said suddenly.
Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened. She perceives the monster species deeply ingrained with her innate spirit. Although she feels incredible, the response of the monster species will not deceive people. The body of the monster species has been shattered, so this monster The seed becomes the rootless ping.
After each great demon cultivates to a higher level, it can condense its own demon seed like a tree blossoming and bearing fruit.
This demon species is equivalent to his own other heart.
It can only be grafted into the soil of the same clan as its own. Otherwise, the grafted person will immediately go crazy and violently die, and the demon species also represents new life. Even if the body dies, the demon species may re-root and sprout, and then use Those undivided spirits complete the new life.
The more powerful and rare the monster race is, it is extremely difficult to find someone with the same ancestry. So when this girl with a fox innate spirit appeared in the imperial city, the old man with red tail woke up immediately. , He almost used all his power that could affect this imperial city, and cast the invisible monster seed.
And that night, Ning Qinshui patted her body’s repertoire, letting those evil spirits and ghosts enter in file. These evil spirits and ghosts are the wind, and the seed thrown by the old fox is blown by the wind. The seeds of the dandelion.
When the seed falls, it takes root and sprouts, it is closely related to the innate spirit, and it is difficult to split.
As long as this seed is still there, Ning Xiaoling will become a monster sooner or later.
So if Ning Chang didn't arrive in time for the assassination that night, the demon species would be excited in advance, and the consequences would be disastrous.
And if the old fox really escapes from the underground palace, he will take back the seed and swallow the demon power contained in it and the innate spirit that the demon seed is attached to. If the old fox dies, the demon seed will Think of this body as new soil.
So no matter what, Ning Xiaoling couldn't escape death.
In the first night, she heard the old fox talk to herself through the monster, and could not sleep all night, but in order to prevent the brother from seeing the clues, she still looked carefree on the surface.
In fact, these days, the demon species has already affected her subtly, and even wants to completely occupy her body.
The devilishness of the demon species has been dying, and this is a dead end that is inevitable.
Ning Xiaoling leaned on the back of her chair, as if all her strength had been drained, and Yan Yan seemed to be just the last phantom dream she had compiled. She said weakly: "Brother, our lives are really not Good."
Ning Changjiu said: "Sometimes, a talisman for recruiting ghosts and changing a few strokes may become a charm for exorcising evil spirits. Many things in this world can be changed in this way, and then produce completely different effects. Evolve and stand, naturally it can be reversed."
Ning Xiaoling said: "I won't change the character..."
"It's okay, brother is good at this." Ning Changjiu looked at her face and said calmly: "Sleep and wake up."
Ning Xiaoling held her face in her arms and said in regret: "If I told you about this earlier, would it be possible to change a lot?"
Ning Changjiu said: "I knew it a long time ago, so don't think too much about it."
Ning Xiaoling noticed the abnormal movement outside Dao and said: "Brother, I actually know that you may not be you anymore, but I don't know why. I always feel in my heart that you are still my senior."
Ning Changjiu rubbed her head: "It will always be."
Outside the window, a short chirping sound of a sparrow sounded.
A crimson long snake snaked in, penetrating all obstacles, and rushing to Ning Xiaoling's body like a stream.
Ning Changjiu couldn't stop it. In fact, he didn't intend to stop it either.
What he has been waiting for is this moment.
Only when the old fox is really drawn out, can he have a chance to strip off the demon species without hurting Ning Xiaoling's life.
The crimson snake is the last essence of the old fox.
At this moment, the scarlet snake wrapped around her body like a soul worm. Ning Xiaoling stared in front of her desperately, tears streaming from her eyes, but only for a moment. In those watery eyes, the pupils were almost I couldn't see it, and became pale.
A snow-white tail emerged from behind her, swaying a huge and illusory shadow.
The wooden chair under Ning Xiaoling suddenly shattered. She stood up stupefied and looked forward in a daze. Her body exuded an extremely strange aura, like a demon or a god.
Ning Changjiu stared at those snow-white eyes for a moment.
Ning Xiaoling looked at him, thought for a moment, and then said uncertainly: "Brother?"
Her voice has become extremely cold and extremely weak, and the brother can hardly feel any emotion in this sound, it is more like a piece of ice slowly melting on her chest.
The girl's demon power in front of her soared within a few breaths. After all, it was the essence of the six broken souls of the old fox. It was condensed at this moment. If it weren't limited by Ning Xiaoling, it should be able to break into the purple court instantly.
But even at the pinnacle of longevity, at this moment in this city, the spirituality of the Four Keys is temporarily lost, the fairy sword is re-enclosed in the Jiazi Hall, the palace killing formation is destroyed, and Lu Jiajia’s injuries have not healed. Where can there be power to stop her?
Ning Changjiu looked into her eyes and said: "Are you here?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at him indifferently and said: "Sometimes I really can't tell whether you are hypocritically calm or truly calm."
Ning Changjiu said: "I can't tell who you are."
Ning Xiaoling's whole body was surging with demon power, like a gale undulating between the robes, she pinched a Taoist trick with one hand and with the other, there was still no expression on her face, "That old fox is dead, and your junior sister is about to die. Now, I’m me, I haven’t thought of a name for myself."
She is Ning Xiaoling’s innate spirit, the snow fox with a docked tail. Now she has used the demon species to withstand the residual demon power of the old man with the red tail after his death. awareness.
Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "It's good if you are not a junior sister, I can kill you with confidence."
Ning Xiaoling stood still, the white foxtail phantom still increasing behind her, she stared at Ning Changjiu and said, "I know there are many extraordinary people in the world. You may be one of them, but you are now connected to the Profound Realm. No, why kill me?"
During the words, Ning Xiaoling's figure suddenly retreated, a snow-white finger no longer came in a hurry, and the halo of that fingertip was lingering, as if burning the purest sacred fire in the world.
Ning Changjiu's expression was calm and serious. This was a finger that he pointed out that night to seal the devil.
After Ning Xiaoling stepped back three steps, several slender foxtails that had grown behind him exploded like a peacock, and then gradually condensed into two thicker plush long tails.
This is her first battle. Although there are many pieces of combat experience hidden in the spirit of the old fox, she hasn't had time to digest it quietly. At this moment, she is a little nervous.
But the tension was only a moment, and the self-confidence brought by the crushing of the realm quickly calmed her down.
She also pointed out a finger, and the fox fire was burning between her fingers, so the whole room was flooded with crimson light, as if a big day was hidden, and Ning Changjiu’s faint light seemed to be needed at any time. Was swallowed and capsized.
But in just a moment, the foxfire hit Ning Changjiu's finger, and the two actually collided and died together. The light in the room was only a flash in the pan, and it was swallowed by darkness in an instant.
After a while, the beams of the house shattered, the roof tiles fell, and the wooden windows and doors shattered one after another. Ning Changjiu's figure fell into the hospital. There were three claw marks on the white shirt.
Ning Xiaoling's figure arrived in an instant, she broke through the roof, jumped high, and dexterously landed on the ground. When she was about to run towards Ning Chang for a long time, she suddenly caught something under her feet.
A golden light wrapped around the ankle like a thin thread. The thin thread was buried deep in the ground. At this moment, it was picked up from the water like a fishing net. Those golden threads were revealed, densely intertwined in the yard, silently undulating, like Thousands of criss-cross strings.
"Magic circle?" Ning Xiaoling reacted for the first time, but couldn't get rid of her feet.
Ning Changjiu pointed out, pointed directly at the center of her eyebrows, and drank four words: "Sit and forget the heart of the fast."
That was the first four characters on the mountain road stele pavilion.
As soon as the mantra came out, the sky was full of dust and fell to the ground, fine grass clippings fell quietly, the stars and the moon, the tall buildings and birds, all seemed to sit on the futon and forget it, everything was quiet.
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(Thanks to the book friends, the Great Demon King of Congee, Moza 123! Uh...So, I owe a chapter, and I will pay it back tomorrow!)