Beyond the Divine States Chapter 84: : Snow clothes bathing starlight

The wind is cold and snowy, and a piece of lifeless stone hangs above the sky. At this moment, only a sword star at a very high altitude is shining with a steady light, which was the one that Ning Xiaoling had previously lit.

The girl supported her sword, her cloth shoes half sunk in the snow, she watched Ning Changjiu walk by in front of her, squeezing her fists nervously.

Lu Jiajia looked at the quaint sword armor holding the sword in the light field, and reminded: "Xiaoling, this light field has a limited time to last, so don’t drag it too long."

Ning Xiaoling looked at her brother, and said, "I see, Master."

Lu Jiajia sighed, and his eyes fell on Ning Changjiu.

A young man dressed in white, with long hair scattered, walked forward rustlingly on the snow. He glanced at the nearest star stone adjacent to Ning Xiaoling Sword Star, and estimated the distance in his mind. Untied the wooden box, squatted down, and began to take out the firewood one by one.

Ning Xiaoling murmured directly in her heart: "Brother, what are you doing...what?"

Lu Jiajia watched him put the largest pieces of wood at the bottom, and then piled them into orderly piles in order of size. In order to burn better, the middle of the piles were overhead.

After Ning Changjiu simply finished this, he turned around and looked at Lu Jiajia, and said: "Master, can I use the hairpin for a while?"

Lu Jiajia frowned: "What did you say?"

Ning Changjiu repeated it earnestly: "Master, please lend me a hairpin for use."

Lu Jiajia confirmed that he heard it right, and asked: "What are you going to do with the hairpin? Could it be..."

Lu Jiajia Suri often wears spotless sword costumes. Mo Yan wears a waistband, a jade crown and silver hairpin hairpin, and is paired with a simple and simple sword. Such an immortal posture is slender and cold. It is the image of Master Peak Master in the hearts of the disciples.

And few people know that her hairpin is also one of her flying swords.

The hairpin is forged from silver mixed with other metals. It is flexible and hard. If the fairy sword Minglan is not at his side, this silver hairpin can also be used as a flying sword, but after all, it is too small to be finely controlled. Because of the weight, the lethality is also insufficient, and it can only be done by tricks.

Lu Jiajia said: "Silver hairpins are smaller and lighter than ordinary swords. Even people with weak spiritual power can control it to the sword star, but even so, a sword the size of a silver hairpin is ignited. Fire is definitely not enough to ignite a sword star. If you want to make tricks like this, you should avoid it."

Ning Changjiu stubbornly said: "Not so, I implore the master to borrow the hairpin for a use."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Don't you claim to be well prepared?"

Ning Changjiu looked at her silently, as if saying that this was one of my preparations...

Lu Jiajia coldly snorted, thinking that if you dare to fail to point a star, then don't think about having a good year this year!

"Yes."

Lu Jiama hesitated for a moment, but stretched out his hand.

The sleeve robe slid down, revealing Haobai's flawless wrists. She folded her hands with her long hair like a pile of clouds, pressed the jade crown with one hand, and gently pulled out the silver hairpin with the other hand. The hairpin was in the jet-black bun. After slipping by and loosening the hands holding the long hair, the tall pony tail spreads out, the blue silk shawl is scattered on the back of the fragrant shoulders, and her wrist is turned, the hosta is like a small flying sword, and hangs out. Stopped an inch before Ning Changjiu's eyebrows.

Ning Changjiu raised his hand to take the silver hairpin without changing his face, and thanked him respectfully.

This scene fell in the eyes of the disciples under the snow cliff, and suddenly it boiled. When many male disciples saw the cold and beautiful master's hair scattered like a waterfall, their hearts seemed to stop for a while.

A disciple said vigorously: "Who dares to say that the junior is useless for a long time? Didn't this make outstanding contributions?"

"Well! What the brother said is extremely..."

The other male disciples had time to reconcile in the future, and only heard a slap. The excited disciple trembled and quickly grabbed his wrist and yelled in pain, only to see a red mark on the palm of his hand.

"Master, I was wrong..."

The rest of the disciples were silent for a moment, and they only dared to laugh secretly, and then sighed that the master was truly outstanding.

When Le Rou saw Master remove her long hair, she subconsciously held her heart with her hands. Her emotions were agitated, and she was a little bit tearful. In her heart, she had been expecting Master to enter the Purple Court Realm. , Became a righteous peak master, then crushed the four peaks with a sword, took over the inheritance of that sovereign, and became a unique female sword immortal in the world.

This expectation is even greater than the expectation of breaking through.

At this moment, when Ning Changjiu turned around and used his spiritual energy to control the silver hairpin and aimed at the sword star and flew away, the crowd slowly recovered and remembered that the protagonist at this moment should be the outer disciple.

I wonder what he wants to do after taking the master's silver hairpin?

If you still play mystery, even Ning Xiaoling will not be able to keep him.

In the different thoughts, the silver hairpin is like a small boat against the current, slowly rising into the air, flying steadily towards the sword star.

Connecting such a long distance with sword fire is extremely spiritually consuming. If you directly control a small flying sword to fly to the sword star, almost all the disciples present can do it, and at such a distance, Even if it can induce sword fire, it is extremely limited. Let alone lighting the sword star, what exactly does Ning Changjiu want to do?

Le Rou's arms crossed his chest, guessing: "He may just not know how to practice, so he came up with this opportunistic way. After watching him send the sword up, he found that he couldn't burn the fire at all. The look must be wonderful!"

Xu Weiran retorted: "Junior brother shouldn't be so stupid."

Yun Ze stretched his waist and smiled: "I think it's better to make a bonfire and dance. Maybe it can cause the sky to thunder and make the thunder fire hit the sword star..."

Xu Weiran smiled and said: "They are all disciples of the same discipline, there is no need to be so sarcasm."

Amidst the conversation, the silver hairpin had already reached the sword star. If the silver hairpin had not been attached to the dim light of the spiritual energy, it would be difficult to see with the naked eye at this moment.

On Xueping, the light field is slowly diminishing, and Lu Jia married: "Xiaoling, are you recovering well?"

"Ah." Ning Xiaoling kept looking up at the flying silver hairpin. At the moment when Lu Jiajia spoke, she regained her senses, looking at the blur of sword intent in the light field. Iron Armor took a deep breath.

Lu Jiajia reminded: "The sword armor can only exist in the light domain. If you feel invincible, you can just withdraw from the light domain. Although the inheritance of sword intent is precious, it is absolutely not necessary. You don’t have to force it."

Ning Xiaoling had previously consumed too much spiritual power in order to light up the sword star. Lu Jiajia looked at her pale face and was very worried.

Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously: "Xiaoling knows."

Speaking, she took out a few spirit fruits from her arms and gnawed.

"Brother...really okay?" Ning Xiaoling looked at him worriedly.

Ning Changjiu answered in a short answer that it was okay, staring at the sword star intently, controlling the silver hairpin with aura, and poking the star repeatedly.

The disciples under the snow cliff looked so bored, wondering if you found that the distance was too far to ignite the sword fire, and you want to ease the embarrassment, or you want to simply...the diamond makes the fire?

And Lu Jiajia's expression was a bit solemn. She could vaguely see that every time Ning Changjiu took out a hairpin, he could leave traces on the slightly weathered surface of the sword star. Those traces seemed to follow a certain Strange trajectory.

And because Ning Xiaoling ate too fast, her cheeks were still a little bulging, she chewed hard, swallowed, grabbed a handful of snow, wiped the corners of her mouth, and then held the sword in her hand, facing the light Domain walked away.

"Xiaoling..." Lu Jiajia wanted to say something and stopped. At first, he was surprised, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a wistful smile.

In the light domain, the battle ended at a very fast speed.

After Ning Xiaoling entered the light domain, her whole body's spiritual power was instantly activated, her body leaped like a snow fox, and the sword in her hand ignited brightly again.

When the sword armor raised the iron sword like a token, Ning Xiaoling's figure was already swirling in the wind like a handful of exploded snowflakes, and the sword in her hand also dragged out one line of fire. .

When a few rabbits flew up and fell, the sword armor only had to cut a sword. Ning Xiaoling had cut out dozens of swords around his side, and each sword was splashed with light, such as Using a hammer to gouge the nails, the scales of the sword and armor were trembling.

After dozens of collisions, the sword armor removed countless scales.

Following several strikes of electric light and flint, Ning Xiaoling's figure suddenly stopped, and after bending her knees, she jumped up high, igniting fire with her sword, and swiped her head in the gaps blocked by the sword armor. Sword down.

The sound of broken jade suddenly sounded, the long sword has cut into the snow, the sword armor shattered behind him, turned into dust and scattered, leaving only an ancient clumsy sword intent, if there is no place to wrap around Ning Xiaoling's body beside.

The people under the snow cliff looked at her in amazement, everything happened so fast that they didn't even have time to come over, and Ning Xiaoling had already pierced out of her armor.

Lu Jiajia smiled and said: "If Xiaoling has just stepped into the fairyland, why does it take so much effort to light a sword fire?"

The words awakened everyone, and everyone realized that when Ning Xiaoling ate the spirit fruit, she broke the situation.

Of course, a few spirit fruits are not enough to have such power. All the explanation can only be that Ning Xiaoling had the strength to break the boundary early, but it was delayed until just now.

It turns out that she has been hiding.

"The innate spirit is so magical?" Le Rou said in a dazed voice, and then she was silent for a while, quietly turning around and walking towards the inner peak.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Ning Xiaoling, and no one noticed her.

Yun Ze turned sideways and said: "Sister Le Rou, don't you look at Na Ning for a long time?"

Le Rou coldly said: "What's so good? You guys go to coax Ning Xiaoling in the future, she is much better than me, two months in the fairyland, this...Is this still a human..."

At this moment, Ning Changjiu had recovered the silver hairpin and handed it back to Lu Jiajia.

Ning Xiaoling wiped the sweat from her forehead and raised her fist at him: "Brother, come on."

Ning Changjiu smiled softly.

Under all eyes, he raised the sword in his hand.

Spiritual power gushes out, falls on the sword body, stimulates the sword element, ignites the sword fire.

On Ning Changjiu's sword, starting from the central axis, the light was also lit up at this moment, but it was far less hot and bright than Ning Xiaoling.

"This..."

Xu Weiran glanced at the brightness of the sword fire, then gave a slight lick, as if to obliterate the last patience, turned and walked in the direction where Le Rou had left.

Many people in the field also showed disappointment.

Le Rou glanced back, immediately turned her head away, and whispered: "You shouldn't have anything to expect from you... I have escaped teasing so many times before, so Ning Xiaoling must be helping you. Resolve it in secret, huh, usually silly and cute to deceive Master's favor, so there are so many scheming secrets!"

Looking at his sword, Lu Jiajia knew that with such an intensity of sword fire, even if the sword star was brought to his face, he would not be able to light it.

But Ning Changjiu did not choose to light up the sword star.

The tip of his sword dropped, and he used the sword as a pen to draw something around the fire. After drawing something, he went to another flat area of ​​snow and drew exactly the same pattern on the ground.　　 After finishing this, Ning Changjiu walked to the pyre with no expression on his face, and made a bonfire in front of everyone.

The dry wood was quickly ignited, and the crackling sound blew up in the pile.

"What does he want to do?"

Yun Ze rubbed his chin, very puzzled, hesitating whether to continue watching or to chase Junior Sister Le Rou, after all, this is a great time to take the opportunity to make Junior Sister Le Rou secretly change...

Since Ning Xiaoling defeated Jian Jia, many disciples in the peak have lost their interest. At this moment, seeing Ning Changjiu had a fire for a long time, I feel that he is insulting everyone’s IQ. Disciples have been successively insulting everyone’s IQ. Leaving Xueping, the one who stayed didn't expect much, just wanted to see what ugly play he was going to perform.

On the snow cliff, Ning Changjiu was hunting and hunting in white, directing the dance with his hands, drawing something in mid-air as if imaginatively.

Only the voice of discussion rang out in a low voice.

Next moment.

Le Rou, who was about to walk into the inner peak, suddenly felt a light shining behind her.

She turned around hesitantly, and then her eyes became white.

A sword star lit up, just like before, illuminating everything as bright as the day when it lit up.

"This..." Le Rou raised her sleeves and covered her eyes. After the light faded, she froze for a while, then she stood on her tiptoes and cast her gaze into the snow cliff as she searched quickly. What? Then she saw that the sword star was stable, and a beam of light was projected. Between the light domains, the heavy armor and the iron sword were like orders.

Le Rou stared straight at the sword armor.

This is not an illusion... Na Ning Changjiu really lights up the sword star!

What the **** is going on here?

In just a few breaths, what happened? Isn't Ning Changjiu an outer disciple who has never entered the Xuan sect... The brightness of the sword fire just now can't be faked... That pile of firewood... Le Rou contemplated and looked at the pile of firewood, huh?

On the snow cliff, the original location of the firewood was a trace of a burnt mess, but the originally burning firewood was gone.

Next, something fell from the sky.

From the direction of the sword star, the charred wood dragged a faint fire light and long gray-white smoke trails, and fell towards the snow cliff.

Lu Jiajia raised her head, looked at the wood that fell to the top of the cliff, pursed her lips, opened her mouth slightly, and in the eyes illuminated by the sword star, the cloud of doubt has not faded at all.

The previous bonfire was ignited with sword fire. It was a veritable sword fire. At the moment when the flame was lit, she thought that if there was a way to send this fire up, perhaps she could really ignite the sword star.

But why did the fire rise out of thin air in a short while?

What did this disciple who never let himself worry about?

Lu Jiajia looked at the traces carved with a sword on the ground, and suddenly understood.

"Formation?" Lu Jiajia asked aloud.

Ning Changjiu nodded: "Little Feikong Array."

He used the silver hairpin to depict the sequence of the small flying array on the sword star, and then drew the exact same inverse drawing on the snow cliff. After the array was activated, the two remotely sensed arrays vibrated the same. In a very short period of time, a space channel was opened, and the bonfire was sent to the sword star at a speed that was almost super-distance!

Sword fire is an arrow, and the realm is a bow. Ning Changjiu's realm is not enough to shoot arrows into the sky. So he chose to build a bow by himself, and the skeleton of that bow was the small flying formation he was most familiar with.

The sound of conversation on the snow cliff faintly fell into the ears of the disciples.

"It seems...is the formation?"

"Formation? What type of formation can be done? Although the teleportation type of formation is not too high, but it is extremely difficult to learn, how could he?"

"Could it be that he has been studying this in Shuge for the past two months?"

"It turned out to be the formation... shameless! How can you go so far in the way of cultivation?"

"It's okay, lighting the sword star can be tricky, but defeating the sword armor can also be tricky?"

……

Ning Xiaoling looked at the bright star, rubbed her eyes, and couldn't help smiling.

"Brother is really amazing!" Ning Xiaoling looked at him admiringly, sincerely admiring that she was no longer worried about whether Senior Brother could defeat Jian Jia, after all, Senior Brother had never let herself down.

Ning Chang hasn't paid attention to those comments and gazes for a long time.

He slowly walked to the edge of the light field, but did not step in. He quietly looked at the paint color behind the iron armor, raised his wrist, his palm facing down to gather spiritual power, and skillfully gathered around him. Stars of bright light.

"Move the armor!" Suddenly, Ning Changjiu gave a soft drink, swiped his finger, and drew the small flying array in reverse, and those firefighting lights really lit up in an instant.

Under the light field, there is also a bright glow like fireflies.

Before lighting the bonfire, he drew two formations on the snow cliff. One was destroyed after the sword star was lit, and the position of the light field cast by the sword star at this moment happened to cover the other formation. on!

The wind and snow vibrated.

Ning Changjiu raised his foot and stepped into the field of light.

At his original location, a sword armor appeared out of thin air. Without the support of the light domain, the sword armor was eclipsed. He raised the sword blankly, but lost the driving force and slowly dissipated.

Ning Changjiu turned around and watched the sword armor collapse and shatter, scattered like smoke and dust.

At this moment, the field of light has not dissipated, and the snowy night is on the cliff, but he is the only one who has the ancient tranquility, dressed in white, bathing in the stars.