Beyond the Divine States Chapter 202: : Fenghua (repair)

Ning Changjiu saw Ye Chu again four days after the end of the battle.

A withered meteor glided in the sky and plunged into the depths of the wasteland. After Ning Chang noticed the abnormal movement, he immediately took the withered branches and sword into the depths of the wasteland, crossing a poisonous mist. After the swamp, he saw Ye Chuan above a sloping withered grass in a valley like broken scallops.

Ye Chu is now a broken puppet, his arms are all black and lacquered carbon, with wooden grid-like cracks, like a few firewood still hanging on the body, he hangs alone on the stone wall Above, most of the lines of fate that ran through his body were also burned away, hung on the stone crudely, like a spider that had encountered a forest fire.

When Ning Changjiu arrived, Ye Chu raised his head, his face without facial features was even more indistinct, half burned to pitch black, half smoked to dark gray, and he could even smell the smell of wood burning when he was close. , He hung his knuckles weakly and raised his head. He clearly had no eyes, but he seemed to be trying to identify the incoming person.

"Are you here?" The sound of Night Excision came from nowhere.

Ning Changjiu gave a gentle hum, stepped on the stone wall and jumped up, cut off the thread that entangled him, and put him on the ground. His body was curled and deformed due to the burning of the fire, and the sound was also like The dry and hot air ejected from the fire.

Ning Changjiu didn't expect Ye Chu to be alive. He wanted to stabilize his injury, but he didn't know where to start.

"Don't waste your effort..." Ye Chu twisted his stiff neck joint, and the black charcoal rustled down.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Is the person who is against you a sinner?"

Ye Chu said, "He is the supreme Lord of the Kingdom of God, even if it's just a projection, we still can't win him."

Ning Changjiu asked again: "What about the other person? Where is it now?"

Ye Chu said: "It won't be too long before he will come back. Then you, I will still have a life...No one can escape."

Ning Changjiu said: "Why does he convict me?"

Even if it is the Lord of the Kingdom of God, abuse of authority will still be countered by authority itself.

Ye Chu said with a sorrowful smile: "Don't forget, this is not the outside world, but an independent...this is in addition to the rules, of course the sinner can also not abide by the rules, wanting to add to your sins. No words?"

Ning Changjiu was silent for a long time. He knew that if the guilty king was unwilling to respect his identity and force his punishment, then they would have no room to deal with it.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Is there no way?"

Ye Chu said: "He was also injured, a very serious injury. Under the suppression of the law, he cannot recover in a short time. This is an opportunity."

Ning Changjiu asked: "What should I do?"

Ye Chu said: "Get the authority of fate and time, after they meet, you can have the power to cut through the sky, maybe this is the only chance to defeat the sinner."

Ning Changjiu also guessed about his proposal. He didn't show any surprise, but squatted halfway, looking at him calmly, and said: "Okay, tell me your conditions."

Ye Chuan's throat seemed to be blocked by lime, and his voice became increasingly blurred.

"Help me," he said.

Ning Changjiu asked: "How to save?"

Ye Chu said in an asthmatic tone: "My heart is blocked...Open my heart and clean it for me. I will tell you the next thing..."

Ning Changjiu's brows gradually wrinkled, and the tip of his nose was lingering with the burnt smell of wood. He looked at the puppet that had been burnt so badly that he couldn't understand why the puppet still had a heart.

"Quickly." Ye Chu urged. He clearly didn't have a nose and mouth, but his voice seemed to be difficult to breathe.

Ning Changjiu drew out the iron sword and aimed it at his left chest. The blade covered his spiritual power and pushed in. Ye Chuan's body trembled suddenly, and the joints made a crunching sound, wood ash. Following the sword's edge, the weak rhythm of the heart was also conveyed. Ning Changjiu opened his chest with the sword and saw a beating heart.

Ning Changjiu plucked out the heart, and Ye Shi was shocked by an electric shock, his head hanging down weakly, like a corpse.

The heart was beating suddenly, and its surface was filled with burnt black charred wood, glowing with paint-like light, and there were numerous cracks and gullies on it, and a faint viscous liquid leaked from it, exuding an unpleasant stench.

Ning Changjiu found the dark spring flowing out of Bobo under the nearby rocks. He carefully shattered the dirt on the surface of his heart with his spiritual power, and then drew water to wash it. After the dirt on the surface was washed away, Ning Changjiu let out a sudden hey.

It is not an ordinary heart.

It was born crystal clear, and the bloodshot eyes in it are like red lines that are old, quietly condensing in it. On its surface, there are several exquisite orifices.

"This is the exquisite heart of the seven orifices!" The spirit of the sword script couldn't help but exclaimed: "It is said that there is a faceless man in this world. Their seven orifices are not on the face, but are grown in the heart. I thought it was just a legend, but I didn’t expect it to be true."

Ning Changjiu also knows the story of Qiqiao Linglong. He thought of the blank face when Ye Chu turned into a puppet, and his heart was stunned.

The spirit of the sword scripture looked at it and trembled: "It is said that as long as you eat the Qiqiao Linglongxin, you can easily cross the threshold of the five realms... Many years ago there was a tyrant, the country was in danger, and there were loyal ministers. , He did not listen to advice, and opened his heart in Wangting. That heart was the heart of seven orifices. This heart was devoured by a demon fox beside the tyrant. The demon fox suddenly gave birth to the nine tails and stepped into the pinnacle of the five realms, stinging Can't escape from the volcano."

Ning Changjiu looked at the beating heart in his hand and shook his head gently: "I don't believe in these opportunities."

The Spirit of the Sword Scripture sighed, knowing that if his catastrophe is really inevitable after twelve years, then all the opportunities are indeed in vain.

Ning Changjiu took this heart back to Ye Chu's side and stuffed the heart back into his body. Ye Chu's originally drooping limbs regained their strength, but the incision in his chest could not be healed. Everyone You can see the expanding and contracting heart in the chest cavity.

Ye Chu turned his head a bit. Although he has no facial features, Ning Changjiu could feel his smile.

"Fortunately, you did not eat it. The fox demon did not end well in those days." Ye Chu struggled to stretch out his carbonized hand, clutching his heart, and said: "Under the peak of Tongjie, the soul is exhausted and burned. Molten bones, cut up corpses by cesarean...This is the home of Qiqiao Linglongxin."

Ning Changjiu didn't respond, just said indifferently: "I don't like eating offal."

Ye Chu also laughed, and said: "A person like you might really have a chance to beat him."

Ning Changjiu said: "What should I do?"

Ye Chuan glanced at the opium feathers around him, did not feel surprised, and said seriously: "Spirit, take me and Si Ming as your summoning spirit, you can have the power of destiny and time at the same time. ."

Ning Changjiu raised his brows slightly. On the first day he left Shiyuan, he saw the spiritual deeds. They are like stronger acquired spirits, which can be summoned to his side at any time and connected to his realm, just like It is a steel sword that grows out of bones.

Ning Changjiu asked puzzledly: "Can people make an agreement with others?"

Ye Chu replied: "We are not pure people, I am a puppet, and Si Ming is a porcelain. In a sense, we are also spirits crawling out of the fetal soul..."

This is currently the only way to have a chance to defeat the sinner.

Ning Changjiu said: "How to establish a contract?"

Ye Chu coughed a few times. He wanted to stand up all over his body, but his body like a burning wood couldn't stabilize. He weakly said: "Just follow the contract of Shi Yuan Zhaoling. We will be with you. Symbiosis... This is an unbreakable bond."

Ning Changjiu didn't believe his uncut statement. He even expected that after the decisive battle, Ye Shi and Si Ming would most likely betray him.

"The evil dragon only raised tigers in the front as a counterattack." The spirit of the sword script plausibly said: "First surrender this sick tiger, and then we will go to Duanjiecheng and collect the white tiger. "

Ning Changjiu didn't care much about Jianjing's ridicule.

"Take me back first." After Ye Chu said weakly, his head dropped again.

Ning Changjiu took Yeji over the mountains and traversed the mountains, and finally they crossed a river buried with stone beasts, and the stockade was behind the river.

Shao Xiaoli went out to greet him. She saw the puppet on his back. The first reaction she thought was that the boss bought a new toy for herself. Just about to be shy, she saw the boss still holding the puppet on the ground. Shao Xiaoli caught a glimpse of it. After the beating heart in the chest, there was a faint pain in the chest.

Ning Changjiu pulled Shao Xiaoli aside, looked serious, and solemnly exhorted a lot of words. Shao Xiaoli's face was very wonderful. She looked at Ning Changjiu in disbelief and pointed her finger at herself, full of unconfidence. .

Ning Changjiu sighed and rubbed her head. You are the only one who is organized, so this task can only be arranged for you.

Shao Xiaoli, who was ordered in danger, stood upright with a bitter expression on his face.

When Ye Chu woke up again, his hands and feet were still unable to move, but he looked more energetic. He looked around the room and watched Mr. Xueyu standing on the head of the bed staring at him with his wings folded, while Ning Changjiu was under the eaves. Practicing Shura Shenlu.

Ye Chu didn't make a sound, just turned his head and looked at it for a while, and waited until Ning Changjiu completed a weekly cycle before he spoke slowly.

"So you have been lying to me." Ye Chu smiled lightly, even though he had fought with the Lord of the Kingdom of God, he was open-minded, and he even felt dead without regret. But at this moment, he still couldn't restrain the shock in his heart: "Asura Divine Record Eighty-one Style, so you have finished it a long time ago? What is the origin of a person like you?"

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes and said, "Aren't you lying to me all the time?"

Ye Chu smiled miserably: "But you practice faster than me... Not only did I never lie to you, I was listed as a crime by the criminal, and almost died because of it."

"Smart people will always be harmed by their own cleverness." Ning Changjiu replied casually, and went straight to the subject: "It's not too late, make a deed. I don't know when the sinner will come, this piece of black feather Always locked me, as long as the sinner appears, he can find me immediately."

Ye Chu nodded, and said: "I have one more condition."

"Say."

"If we are lucky enough to overcome the sinner, when you leave this world, think of a way to take us along, then we will be priests and heavenly kings, and we will embrace you as the new Lord of the Kingdom of God ." Ye Chu said his conditions.

Ning Changjiu was indifferent to the pie of the Lord of the Kingdom of God, and said: "Didn't you say that there can only be one person walking here?"

Ye Chu replied: "One person can gain the Tao, chickens and dogs cannot ascend to heaven, but on the other side of the sky, maybe there is a way to open the world. I just hope you don't abandon us."

"Who said I couldn't ascend to heaven! How could Uncle Ning leave me!" Jun Xueyu protested angrily from the side.

Ning Changjiu ignored it, nodded, and said: "I promise you."

Ye Chu did not ask him to make any written evidence or oath. He stretched out his hand and said: "Go ahead, I will tell you the method of signing the deed."

Ning Changjiu saw Ye Chu's body vibrate slightly, and words came from his limbs. Ning Changjiu seemed to have returned to the first day when he came to Broken World City. The scriptures of the spiritual calling ceremony came from the light curtain, guiding him to go forward.

It's just that now he is standing on the other side of the light curtain.

Ye Chuan finished reading the scriptures required for the establishment of the deed, stretched out his scorched and dry hand, and Ning Changjiu also stretched out his hand. The spirits of the two of them are like two slender electric currents, bursting at the moment of contact A piece of bright light shining brightly in the spirit sea.

"From today, I would like to be your loyal servant of the gods." Ye Chu said with a smile, without any extra emotion in his words.

"Always be pious, never betray, treat you as my master and chase you as my permanent faith..."

In the voice of the words, Ning Changjiu merged with the spirit sea of ​​Ye Chu.

Ning Changjiu only felt that the sea of ​​Qi had a crack in the air, and the river of fate fell from the sky and poured into his body. His body trembled, resisting and eager for this new authority.

After a long time, the movement in his body subsided. When he opened his eyes, he subconsciously touched his right pupil. A hint of golden light overflowed from that pupil. This golden light is not the same as the light of the Golden Crow. Gold is more like a lens. Through this lens, he can see countless time-staggered strings, and those strings contain countless pictures.

Those are destiny.

Yizhao has become his spirit, so he has also shared the ability of nightsho.

At this moment, the puppet is lying weakly on the bed. He seems to be a little weaker, saying: "My current state can only be shared with you. As for things like fighting for you, you can Find a way to tame Si Ming."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "I will try to convince her, where is she now?"

Ye Chu said with a faint smile: "She doesn't like seeing you now."

"Why?"

"She was tied to the cross above Duanjiecheng by Ye Chu. She looked miserable and miserable. There were black snakes guarding her and it was difficult for strangers to approach. But even if you save her, she will still I may not listen to you, this woman is so proud, even if she succumbs in her heart, she is not willing to obey a word." Ye Chu said softly.

Ning Changjiu did not have any thoughts of pitying Xiangyuyu, and said indifferently: "If she is not convinced, she will be beaten to serve."

Ye Chu also laughed. He suddenly looked forward to the appearance of the woman kneeling on the ground, bowing her head to people, and waiting for those flowers that were as cold and proud as a peerless snow lotus, if they were left in the world, they should be turned into mud. How poignant is it?

Ye Chu suddenly stretched out his hand.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand in doubt, and at the same time asked: "Is there still a contract completed?"

Ye Chu smiled and shook his head, his withered black hands lightly struck Ning Changjiu's.

"Good luck." Ye Chu said, as if she had sent her final prediction of fate.

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This is the fifth day after the battle of the gods. Ning Changjiu went to the royal city with complicated emotions, and the bloodfeather monarch followed the night and followed not far away to ensure the effectiveness of the spirit.

Three thousand miles away from the royal city, Ning Changjiu stopped.

Because Kuroba, who had always kept a distance from him, also stopped.

Hei Yu stopped in front of him and turned into the appearance of a guilty lord. This is the projection of the guilty lord.

Every piece of black feather is the shadow of the sinner.

The shadow of the sinner stared at Ning Changjiu quietly, his voice seemed to be coming from the sky:

"Thunder pools cannot be crossed, and those who violate the order should die for the crime."

Ning Chang didn't even think about it for a long time, so he drew out his sword.

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Siming is still nailed to the cross, the crow is standing on her shoulders, the black snake is around it, and the wind hangs all the time, her white skirt fluttering looks poignant.

Her skin is still lustrous, her red lips are still bloody, but she has lost a lot of glamour in her eyes like ice and snow. She has clearly closed her five senses and wants to shake off those feelings of humiliation, but at this moment, her mood is withered. The divinity is also like a flower standing in the deadly autumn wind, with its petals being torn off one by one.

She doesn't know how long it will take for such days to end.

She counted the time silently in her heart, and occasionally opened her eyes and looked into the distance to see if anyone was coming outside Duanjie City.

The frailty that Si Ming sometimes shows makes this picture even more tragic.

At one twilight, the artist who was responsible for recording this scene suddenly got up while sketching her body, tore the whole painting to pieces, and shouted, "How can a mortal brush defile the face of the son of God." The people around him held on to him and told him that this was not a goddess at all, but the evil demon at the source of all disasters, but this painter did not believe in anyway, he was a painter, he knew her beauty better than anyone else, even if he After changing it countless times, the trembling pen tip still couldn't describe it.

He didn't know where he was, breaking away from the shackles of those people, and rushed towards the cross, wanting to kneel under the goddess' skirt and worship, but as soon as he approached, he was swallowed by the black snake There is no bone in the abdomen.

Si Ming watched the scene that happened under him quietly, without sorrow or joy. These are just small episodes, and nothing can be changed.

The torture is still the same, and the beauty is still the same.

The light on the fifth day dimmed, and the sky plunged into darkness.

She likes the night, not only because she holds the power of the night, but also because she doesn't have so many eyes in the night.

"It seems destined that no one can marry me." Si Ming remembered the story and smiled softly.

One night later, the light on the sixth day came on again.

This is a special day. The remaining dancers in the art building rehearsed for several days and finally opened today. This is a rare joy in the dilapidated city under reconstruction.

Si Ming looked at the busy dancers among the makeshift sheds, not knowing what he was thinking.

The time passed slowly, and the bustle below became more and more lively. They have cleared a large area, erected a high platform, and also pulled up a red banner, which read "Fairy Prisoner, Demon Town Demon Girl "

The gate of the royal city was also rarely opened, and the ragged civilians also squeezed in and joined the feast.

Si Ming originally thought that she would not be angry because of these juvenile play tricks, but for some reason, when she looked at the cross on the stage, her body could not help but shudder, and her cheeks were slightly Hot.

"Where is Xiang'er? Where is Xiang'er? She is going to act as a demon girl, why is the person at the crux of the moment missing?" A bloated middle-aged woman looked around and walked briskly among the crowd. From time to time, he stepped his feet and looked around, looking for someone.

"Xiang'er? Didn't you see her like this just now? How come Xiao Nizi runs like this again."

"Go and find, go and find!"

The middle-aged woman akimbo, sending the people around to find the woman named Xianger, who quickly scattered to find.

In the attic not far from the stage, the door suddenly opened. A young girl ran in anxiously, waving her hands and whispering very fast: "Sister Xianger, sister Xianger, why are you still here? Everyone I'm looking for you."

The girl called Xiang'er was sitting in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror quietly. She tilted her cheeks slightly, looking at her makeup, looking for any flaws, and this blush eye shadow They are all painted by the best makeup artist, and the lips are even more gorgeous, with no flaws to pick out.

The urging girl looked at this sister's bright and unparalleled face in the mirror, she was also slightly stunned, and for a moment she forgot to say something.

This elder sister... seems to have never seen her before, but besides her, it seems that no one else can play that enchantress, right?

The girl in the red dress between her thoughts has stood up.

The surrounding candlelight seemed to quiet down, the light robbed of her delicate makeup, her body was small but protruding, her shoulders were narrow, her waist and back were curvy, and her jade legs fell down as she walked. Between the hair wiggled gently.

When the little girl who came to urge her to recover, the elder sister had already walked to her side, and she reached out and touched the little girl's head. Only then did the little girl realize that there was a white cocoon under the elder sister's slender jade fingers, but the cocoon looked so small and cute.

The little girl said in a soft voice that everyone was waiting for you to clean up the table for her immediately. She found a strange pattern carved on the dressing table. The little girl only regarded it as a metaphysical totem without much thought.

The girl in the red dress has gone out.

She walked down the attic and walked towards the crowd.

The surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

The girl’s red dress looks like a wave of flames. She has a slightly lowered head, her sleeves are lightly draped in front of her, and her eyebrows are difficult to hide. The arc of the warp is not exaggerated. But swollen and swollen, it looks very beautiful, the face with light makeup, delicate nose, and red and tender cherry lips are all like poetry and painting.

Many people who look at her, both men and women, feel that their hearts are slowing down. They feel that the other scenes in their eyes are fading, and only the red skirts in the breeze of the girls and the beautiful scenery are left in their eyes. face.

The girl's misty eyelashes drooped down, gently blessed her lower body to the crowd, and performed an official ceremony that was beyond standard.

"There is still such a beautiful girl in our city?"

"She's so beautiful...the only one who can compete with her is the enchantress, right?"

"It's a pity that this girl shouldn't be very old, and she hasn't really grown up yet."

"Is this really the woman in the art building?"

The middle-aged woman listened to their discussion, and she gave birth to a hint of pride.

This girl was picked up outside the city a day ago. At that time, she was still worrying about the casting of this scene, but the moment she saw this little girl, she only felt that everything was solved, but she did not expect. After this girl was dressed up, she was actually ten times more beautiful than she thought. If this is a good student training in the art building, this art building will probably be rebuilt before the palace.

"My dear Xianger, why are you here now?" She hurried forward, lovingly took the hand of this "professional girl", waved her bloated arm, and drank the others. Walked behind the stage with the girl.

The girl smiled slightly apologetically to the others.

In the shallow arc of the red lips, the quiet face overwhelmed countless people. The oiran Su Yanshu, recognized by the art building before, seemed to have become a vulgar fan in front of this delicate and beautiful girl. Up.

Si Ming looked at her from a distance, and looked at the girl in the majestic crown of Judgment Realm City, and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

She recognizes her.

Even if she put on a Chinese dress and painted makeup, she would recognize her at first sight.

She was clearly the little attendant next to Ning Changjiu.

"Shao Xiaoli..." Si Ming whispered the name softly

She was nailed to the icy torture frame, looking at this young girl who didn't look at her in the past, showing her own gorgeous color in front of her.

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