Beyond the Divine States Chapter 43: : To the passenger ship at midnight
When Ning Changjiu walked out of the house, the snow in this world began to melt.
It is spring now, and these snows are not real snow at all, but the cold fluttering in her state of mind.
"Why did you kill me?"
Outside the thinning snowflakes, there was spring light coming through, and a voice slowly sounded through the wind and snow, and it was impossible to tell the specific direction.
That was a question from the Fox Demon Seed.
In the Tribulation of the Heart Demon, it only looks at the xinxing, so the demon species once thought about killing Ning Changjiu when he touched Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows with his fingers.
But in the end they didn't do anything.
Because it probed Ning Changjiu's consciousness, it only saw a piece of darkness that seemed to never bottom out, and all the light of thought that fell there was swallowed without a trace.
It has never seen such a sea of consciousness. It seems that the sea of consciousness is no longer a sea, but a deep and invisible real starry sky.
It’s not sure what kind of existence this young man is. If he is possessed by a demon, then how strong he should be in his previous life. If possessed by a god, the **** has been indifferent since ancient times, and why he should have no affection for this. The girl you belong to is so good?
But it still doesn't think the other party can find itself.
In this piece of Heart Demon Tribulation, it can illusion everything according to its own destiny. It can be a fisherman, a porter, a soldier, a hawking merchant, a dancing girl...
Ning Chang didn't pay attention to that call for a long time, let alone investigate its source, because he knew it was just interfering with himself and wanted to waste some of his time.
"Junior sister, look at the sword." After Ning Changjiu lost one hand, a palm was spread flat in front of him. When Ning Xiaoling walked through the fame, a mahogany sword was pulled by the air machine and flew into his palm with a scream.
Somewhere in the city, a serving Xiao Er saw the sword box of the old Taoist sitting at a table suddenly becoming empty, with a dull expression.
Ning Changjiu's **** and slowly stroked the blade, the peach wood sword made a real sound of gold and stone.
As the palm turned over, the peach wood sword came out, turning into a stream of light, a phantom shadow, traveling vertically and horizontally between the world and the earth.
Next, the people walking in this city were pierced by this sword like a candied gourd. Before they could react, they shattered like fireworks.
The voice of the demon species sounded in shock: "Are you going to kill all the people in the city?"
Everyone is dead, the demon fox has no carrier to attach to and hide, so naturally it can only appear to face him.
Ning Chang didn't answer for a long time, Jian Guang continued.
The demon's voice is like a piece of iron burned by the fire, and it is full of coldness: "You really are the devil, the devil who kills people without blinking... They died in front of your eyes, don't you have the slightest sympathy? Heart? Although this is a fantasy realm of heart magic, everyone in this fantasy realm feels that they are alive..."
Ning Changjiu’s voice is calm and indifferent: "You and I know that the people in this city are all illusions. They never live or die? I won’t think about those philosophical questions, because that It doesn't make sense."
The ice and snow melted and the spring was bright and beautiful, but many figures shattered and disappeared at the sight of the spring. Only the branches were as tender as the flowers of a newborn baby and looked at the world innocently.
This is a city of killing, a city of killing without blood.
The demon species sneered: "After all, you are a cruel executioner. There is a ghost in your heart. Sooner or later, it will come out and swallow you. You seem to be dull and rational at the moment, but the ghost in your heart is still sleeping. That's it."
Ning Changjiu responded: "You want to test my origins, and then open the gap in my mind. Unfortunately, you can't do it because I don't know where I come from..."
Where can the demon species believe his words, but coldly said: "If one day, you can save the world by killing the lively people in the city. Will you kill or not?"
Ning Changjiu seemed to have thought about this question a long time ago, and answered without hesitation: "I don't want to face such a predicament, so I will try my best to kill you at this moment."
If the demon species is allowed to withdraw from the Heart Demon Tribulation safely, and Ning Xiaoling will wake up by then, it will be a disaster that will destroy the city and the country.
The last piece of snow in the city fell on his shoulders, and he gently brushed it off like dust, and sighed: "I didn't kill anyone, but I was saving the people in Zhao Country. What is your conscience? And you..."
He paused, and didn't go on, because the city was getting quieter and quieter.
That kind of silence is deathly silence, like wars and plagues swept through, and it seems that it's just the silence of the night.
So, in this dead silence, any sound will appear very clear.
"Rouge Xuan, Fairview Park, pear trees and peach blossoms filled with snow. Looking at the lantern feast in the Xiaolou tonight, it is full of good luck and beauty..."
The singing continued in the attic.
The strings vibrated desolately and gracefully between the tricks of the Qianqian's hands.
The seats are full without clothes, empty.
The woman didn't look up, just stroking the piano through the gauze, and the bright lights in the building seemed to never go out.
"When you are waiting for your child, the jade toad hangs in the sky, and then you go to Baiyun View..."
The child hour has already passed, and a bright morning glow has appeared on the horizon.
A small mahogany sword came like an arrow, piercing her forehead.
The woman slowly raised her head, touched the blood hole between her eyebrows, and breathed out gently. The blood stained between her fingers turned into butterflies after another.
The woman's skin gradually dissipated, revealing a snow-white demon fox with four tails.
Its demon claws are still pressed on the strings, vibrating lingering sounds.
The wooden sword went and returned after piercing the center of her eyebrows.
The demon fox's tail shook and shattered the wooden sword.
"Then let me learn about your true skills."
There was no trace of emotion in Xuehu’s words. The next moment, the long street where Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling were was all broken, all the houses were knocked down and razed to the ground, and an old fox that looked several tens of feet tall. Standing in the ruins, scarlet eyes stared at the ant-like men and women indifferently.
Ning Xiaoling looked at the snow-white figure, she knew that it was the abnormal change after her innate spirit merged with the demon species.
The poor little tailed fox has become so tall and arrogant now, its body is shivering with snow-like light, like a creature condensed by a holy fire.
Ning Xiaoling instinctively took two steps back, with inherent fear in her heart.
Xuehu stared at them and said: "Perhaps I should have taken action long ago. Now that I have killed the people in the city, the sword will be prosperous, and I am a little scared."
Ning Changjiu calmly shook his head: "That sword is nothing at all?"
"It's nothing?" Xuehu's eyes became slender and asked: "You also have a sword in your heart?"
The Tribulation of the Heart Demon is a matter of asking the heart. It has nothing to do with the realm. How big the heart is, how high the sky is, and the sword intent in the heart is bright, so the world is bright.
Ning Xiaoling suddenly felt that her back became very warm, and that warmth slowly melted the frost and snow in her heart, dispelling fear.
She turned around a bit, only to feel an orange halo on her cheeks.
The light was like a fire burning against her cheeks. She covered her forehead with her hand, and looked down her fingertips. Only then did she vaguely see that the pale red sun was glowing with magnificent orange light. , Earning from the horizon, embracing the whole world in its soft light.
In that pure and huge light, the snow fox that is dozens of feet high is also eclipsed.
It looked at the big sun in amazement, not sure what it was.
Above the nine heavens, the icy eyes of the girl who looked like ice carvings were also reddened by the big sun. She frowned and stretched out her hand, all the rays of light passed by her side and retreated sadly. , She looked at the young man in the city, her eyes flickered, with shock and uncertainty, and she looked at him carefully.
"It's impossible..." She bit her lower lip lightly, and said: "I have never seen him... How could anyone I met forget, even if he is someone who has stepped above the Five Realms The strong man reincarnated and reincarnated, and I would never admit my mistake...Who is this?"
Ning Changjiu let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, his body is just consciousness, without weight. At this moment, his consciousness is connected with the big sun, and the two interact with each other and explode. Light.
He does have a sword buried in his heart.
In the memory of the previous life, on the night of the full moon, the lanterns were all over the sky, and the brothers and sisters of the same school gathered together. Since the big sister, one person and one sword have cut off the moonlight and become a way, piercing the sky and soaring.
He also has the aura that has accumulated twenty-four years in his heart.
Twelve years of cultivating Taoism, and twelve years of asking swords.
I should have cut out the sword of the heart that night, soaring to the fairy court, I forgot both swords.
It's just that when he was about to take out the sword, he had a sharp heart, and looked back again.
That glance made him slow for a while, and he never had a chance to cut out the soaring sword.
It's just that after that, he saw a stronger sword light, and in front of that sword, he didn't even have any room for resistance.
Mingyue He Jiaojiao...
Ning Changjiu closed his eyes and recalled the increasingly blurred face and sword shadow in his memory. It was the moonlight hidden deep in his eyes.
That's also a soaring sword that he couldn't get so gloomy.
Xuehu couldn't see it, but he could feel that a sword tip had pointed to his chest. It had a thought that it could not escape and could not escape, as if the next moment, its own body and even this huge city , Will be divided into two.
A sigh sounded softly at the top of the Inner Demon Realm.
"I really love to cause trouble." The girl complained, and pointed a finger at the big day.
There seems to be a tengu swallowing the sun, day and night change, the light of the whole world is like passing water, turning into pitch black, and the position of the sun originally turned into a pale full moon, without a trace of lines , Only the simplest white.
Ning Changjiu looked sideways.
The world is still, Ning Xiaoling and Xuehu both remain motionless.
Because behind him, with the full moon as the background, a little girl appeared in clouds covering the mist.
"It's enough." The little girl was a little angry and said: "Although the lion fights the fox with all its strength, but this sword is here, I won't give you the mess."
Ning Changjiu smiled, but did not extinguish the sword fire between his fingers.
The little girl glanced at his finger and said: "Tell me about your history."
Ning Changjiu said: "I'm not sure, if you know something, you can tell me."
The little girl's eyes widened and she was surprised: "Who did you learn from, the empty glove white wolf?"
Ning Changjiu smiled innocently and said: "I really didn't lie to you."
The little girl sighed and said: "Then just trust you...you have a big secret hidden in you, a secret that I can't even see clearly."
Ning Changjiu asked: "How old is it?"
The little girl calmed down surprisingly, she looked at him for a while, and finally sighed: "I don't dare to say anything, but now you are too weak and it is not good to know too much."
Ning Chang did not question for a long time, pointed to the snow fox and asked: "Then what about it?"
The little girl believed in herself: "Give it to me, the attainments above the state of mind, in heaven and on earth, except for the shopkeeper, I am unparalleled in the world."
While speaking, the snow fox, which seemed to be stuck in the river of time, showed a painful and struggling color, but the expression was only a moment, and it quickly faded. It closed its eyes, and its body was slightly up and down, as if Into deep sleep.
The little girl said: "If you want to completely erase it, it will do great harm to your junior sister. Now the primary and secondary are replaced. It is your junior’s turn to dominate, and it sleeps deep in consciousness. As long as there is no huge external stimulation, It won’t wake up. How to solve this problem next is your business."
Ning Changjiu saluted: "Thank you very much."
"The realm of Junior Sister..." Ning Changjiu asked again.
The little girl said: "Naturally fell asleep with the fox."
She glanced at the purely full moon behind her, and said: "The time is up. I look forward to seeing you next time. I hope I won't wait too long."
Ning Changjiu nodded.
The full moon is closed, the world is pitch black, everything touched by the feet seems to be cracked, but the body does not fall, but the consciousness is thrown high and rises towards a luminous anchor point.
Suddenly, the little girl's face changed slightly.
The snow fox who should have been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes.
It roared, his sharp fangs, and a difficult smile squeezed out between the teeth: "Want me to die? Haha...ha..."
The little girl wondered: "It's weird, why is there such a strong spiritual will? Is this little fox also above the five realms?"
The demon species and Ning Xiaoling's innate spirit are connected, in a sense, the two are one body.
"Fetus, death, soul, depravity..." Xuehu paused.
This is the art of living together and dying together.
The Tribulation of the Heart Demon is collapsing, and even the master of this field can hardly interrupt her.
And Ning Xiaoling's eyelids trembled suddenly, "Brother, I'm so sleepy..."
Under the influence of the snow fox, she seems to be falling asleep together, and I don't know how many years will it take to wake up.
The way to interrupt this soul-death spell is very simple. It is to wake Ning Xiaoling in the real world, but now Ning Changjiu is also in the heart of the evil, who will wake her up?
Xuehu stared at Ning Changjiu's face, hoping to see his surprise, collapse, and helpless frustration, even if he had to pay a huge price.
But it only saw a faint smile on Ning Changjiu's face.
Vaguely, they heard a bell ringing suddenly.
The bell sounded vigorously and vigorously, simple and long. At this moment, the heart demon's calamity will be broken. They are between reality and illusion. Naturally, the bell can be heard.
That is the bell of the temple, it will ring every other hour, in order to disperse the ghosts in the city.
In the imperial city today, such bells have rang many times.
Now that they are in the monastery, they naturally hear them more clearly.
This is exactly the hour.
At the sound of the bell, Ning Xiaoling's eyelids trembled, opened her eyes leisurely, and light poured in.
At the last moment of the collapse of Heart Demon Tribulation, Xuehu stared at his eyes firmly: "Is this a coincidence or... You even calculated this..."
Ning Changjiu's voice seemed to be comforting: "It's a coincidence."
The world collapsed.
On the counter of the ancient temple, the sandalwood just burned out.
In the lingering sound of the bell, both the teenager and the girl are awake, and the billowing thunderclouds above the temple seem to be drawn by some kind of traction, and they are pouring towards here, accumulating thicker and thicker, like a lake about to burst a bank. .
Ning Xiaoling tore with difficulty the white cocoon that wrapped her around, everything that happened in the tribulation of her heart hurt her brain, she was in a trance, but she still knew that those sky thunders were directed at her. She shrank in fear, knowing that her strength at the moment can only be slaughtered.
She looked at Ning Changjiu, and after a while, she couldn't help saying: "Brother...Your clothes are so dirty."
Ning Changlong heard that senior brother before he let go of his heart,
"You weren't beaten yet." Ning Changjiu complained, but didn't say much. He pulled the latch open, pushed the door and walked out.
Above the sky, the thunder robs the city.
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(Thanks to book friend Moza 123 for the reward~)