Beyond the Divine States Chapter 103: : The Mythical City

On the Naihe bridge, the ceremony has begun.

In the magnificent scroll constructed by five white-bone bronze paintings, the picture has really moved since the first one.

Yam Luo, Black and White Impermanence, Meng Po, Soul Crossing, and the other guards of the Hades, all stood by the Naihe Bridge one by one, with awe-inspiring expressions.

On the Bone Throne, Madame White’s emerald skirt gradually dried up, and the plump flesh and blood, like snow water that evaporated rapidly, overflowed with white gas from between the skirts of the skirt, and her whole body was already broken. Li, under the jet black silk, there is no more coquettish Wushuang face, but a pink skull.

She left the throne and walked into the first copper painting.

This is the scroll of the battle of gods. After she was thrown into the throne, the bones quickly disassembled and spliced, turning into the appearance of the fallen god.

The **** fell into the world like a meteor from the sky, and he took it to carve out a bottomless abyss. Then, in the second picture, her pale hand groped the edge of the abyss, slowly crawling out. , And then the second picture scroll took shape, and she merged into the third picture scroll.

She turned into a huge bone demon with a height of one hundred feet, with countless broken skulls and naked women entwined around her body. She waved her arms and fought against the flying locust-like figure. The two bodies were obviously different from each other. Farewell to the land, while the great white bone demon looked painful, as if he was suffering from a thousand swords all the time.

After the Baizhang bones collapsed, I don't know how long it took before a little girl-sized bone man crawled out of the pile of bones.

It is Mrs. White.

She walked for a long, long time with the pile of broken bones, and finally walked into the sand river, using the river bed as a furnace, the whole sand river was boiled, and she boiled the soup with her bones and swallowed it down.

Later, new flesh and blood gradually grew on her bones, and her gaze looking up at the sky with a long drink of water was purer like a newborn baby.

Then she walked towards this Linhe city, into the city, into the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and walked towards her bone throne step by step.

All the pictures evolved over and over again.

Mrs. Bai walked into the last copper painting, as in the painting, turning her back on the throne and sat down slowly.

She has a tired face, as if she has experienced the past life again.

She sat alone on the throne and never looked at the soul of Naihe Bridge again. The skulls covered her body like snowflakes, turning into plump and graceful flesh and blood, almost unable to pick out any flaws.

And beside the sands, the five white copper paintings painted by old people with painstaking effort, after Mrs. Bai walked out of the last one, really came alive. Between each painting, countless paintings began to emerge. Discontinuous pictures are connected in series, each picture is closely connected to the next, and all pictures are connected in series to form a complete story.

These are the five paintings that Mrs. Bai has spent many years promoting. Now these five paintings exist in the most critical nodes, and countless paintings have been derived like childbirth.

If Ning Changjiu saw this scene at this moment, he would be truly shocked.

Because these paintings tell the story of Mrs. Bai’s past and the story of Linhe Country becoming the capital city, but these are not just the past. Now in this city, these five pictures are equivalent to five towering pillars, constructing The mythological logic of this capital city has been established.

The logic of mythology is one of the keys to the self-consistent death of every kingdom of God.

The foundation of mythological logic must be constructed based on actual and rigorous facts that have occurred, and cannot be fabricated out of thin air. Later, exaggerated changes are made to this fact to cover a layer of mystery and make it myth.

This veil is the veil that isolates the world from the kingdom of God, like a peach curtain, but its rank is countless times higher, because it is a light veil constructed from the story of the gods.

If the foundation of the story is too false or the myth deviates from the original, it will cause the kingdom of God to collapse.

At this moment, Mrs. White is waiting for all of this to be completed.

Mrs. Bai is not only trying to build a Fengdu as simple as that, she wants to make this Fengdu a real, brand-new kingdom of God!

She said that she would give the city a long life.

How can the Yin Cao Jifu live forever? Only the life in the myth can survive forever.

Now she has passed the throne, sitting alone, with a tired look, just waiting for the completion of the mythological logic construction and crowning the new lord of the kingdom, although even if the construction of this kingdom is completed, it is compared with the legendary twelve The position is still far behind, but it doesn't matter. Turning Linhe City into a capital city is just the first step in that grand plan.

Above the throne, her realm continues to rise, breaking through from the original long-lived realm, and it won’t take long for her to return to the peak of Ziping just like she did before her death. When the kingdom of God is completely built, she will take over the authority. After that, you can step into the five realms in one fell swoop.

"Mrs. Bai, the man is brought back." A maid knelt down by the bridge, and behind her was a boy whose hands, feet and mouth were sealed. It was Shu Bai who was caught by the maid.

Mrs. Bai nodded her head and pointed her bright white fingers. Shubai's body was lifted by an invisible force, bypassing the huge bone throne, and slowly flew in front of her.

Mrs. Bai has dark black hair scattered like clouds, her complexion is milky, the overlapping jade legs are long and straight, and the lines are so pliable that she is carved from beautiful jade, with her fingers resting on Dan Hong’s lips. Like the corners of Dai's smoky eyes, in the mirror-like eyes, the boy's extremely shocked face was reflected.

She hooked her finger and tore off the seal from Shubai's mouth.

Shubai seems to have been breathing trouble for a long time, suddenly he relieved the big stone that was pressing on his chest, he bent his waist, took a few breaths, raised his face hastily, staring at the throne in front of him. Woman on top.

"You...you are..." Shubai's eyes widened and looked at him incredibly: "You are..."

"It's me." Mrs. Bai said lightly.

"Bai...Sister Bai?"

Of course, Mrs. Bai today is very different from the girl back then, but Shu Bai recognized her at first sight.

She has become more beautiful, and the beauty is still covered with a veil of mystery, which makes him dazzled, and after just one glance, she can't help but shed tears.

A few years ago, a girl with a cold appearance but a very nice heart helped him drive away those who bullied him. She called herself Bai Ling and asked him to call her sister Bai, she gave it again He made a list and asked him to help pick up the goods, and then it was as if he had done an extremely ordinary thing, and he left after a few words.

After that, this face was engraved in the mind of the tree, from the daily lingering dreams to the broken heart after her death, now the sadness is finally relieved by the years, but this girl who should have died a long time ago has once again Appeared before my eyes.

It's just that time seems to have traveled through her for many years, and she has also become mature and beautiful. There is not much childishness with a smile and a smile, but more of the majesty and mystery of a monarch.

"Sister Bai Ling?" Shubai asked again.

Mrs. Bai closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes were gently covered, without a trace of tremor.

Shubai's heart is like beating a drum. He doesn't know whether to be excited or scared. He just looks at the person in front of him, his voice hoarse: "Who are you..."

"I know you have many questions." Mrs. Bai finally said, her voice was also cold, as if the other party was just a stranger: "I didn't lie to you. My name is Bai Ling. You can shout like them. My Mrs. Bai."

"Mrs. Bai?" Tree Bai was slightly startled.

Bai Ling ignored his question, but just said to himself: "Many years ago, I was shattered by someone. There were piles of bones, and many pieces scattered in this city. Some of them were shaped like humans. , It’s just that most of the old people who are going to die as soon as they appear. And I gave them the memory and made them a part of the plan, and you are also a bone of it."

Listening to her words, Shubai glanced at his helpless but suspended body, and looked at Linhe City with white lanterns hung under his feet. He couldn't be sure whether it was real or a dream at the moment.

Mrs. White’s words continue: "But you are different from all of them. You have your own mind and a complete life. This time makes me suspicious and makes me want to peel your skin. To see what that bone has grown into."

Shubai felt cold when he heard it. He subconsciously touched his back, and his fingers touched his extremely jagged spine.

A few days ago, Ning Changjiu also stared at his back for a long time.

His real life gate is not even the heart or the head, but the bone from which everything is derived.

"I once wanted to kill you and use your spiritual bones to fill my godhead, but now it is unnecessary. I also want to thank that Ning Changjiu child for helping you perfect your heart." Madam Bai opened again. Open your eyes, as if the queen met the returning knight, "Since you have lived to the present, then I can give you something greater."

Listening to her, Shubai felt an inexplicable fear, and subconsciously yelled: "I don't want it!"

Mrs. Bai looked at him lightly and said: "I can't help but you."

After saying this, she wiped her finger and sealed his mouth again.

Behind him, a corpse figure rushed over and knelt on the ground, saying: "Madam, something has happened. The butcher and a white-clothed boy fought in the street. I will bring this horse face back to my wife first."

"Huh? You escaped from that yard?" Madam Bai was slightly different, and said coldly: "Ning Qinshui is really useless. If it weren't for this city, he would kill his apprentice again. "

In the words, she pointed a finger, constructed the bones of the human body under the horse's head, and gave it spirituality.

Mrs. Bai asked again: "Where is the bull's head? Where did you go?"

The corpse shadow fell on her knees and said tremblingly: "The butcher said, the cow... is gone."

Mrs. Bai didn’t care: “It’s just a mad cow. It’s nothing more than breaking the fence and running into the street. Anyway, it’s still in the city. Let the butcher kill the boy as soon as possible. I will provide him with the location of the mad cow. Get it quickly."

The corpse shadow was obviously relieved and said: "Yes, ma'am."

Mrs. Bai closed her eyes. She is now sitting high like a god, and she can spread her divine consciousness in the entire city and lock everyone's position as long as she moves her mind lightly.

After a while, Mrs. White suddenly opened her eyes.

The original five bronze paintings containing mythological logic gradually became complete, and her humanity gradually lost, but at this moment, her expression was still unconcealed.

"The gate of the city has passed, and someone is here again!"

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(Also in the evening)