Beyond the Divine States Chapter 247: : Jiange
In winter, the cold wind passes over the wild, and the world turns white.
Zhao Xianger's departure was three days ago.
Zhao’s first snow fell to the ground after Zhao Xianger left, and it was a few days and nights at a time.
The vision of the Zhao Kingdom’s imperial city is well known all over the world, and the throne is in vain. Song held the emperor’s imperial edict to supervise the country. Because it had been arranged in advance, no major changes occurred.
About that wedding, the vision of heaven and earth, and the disappearance of the last female emperor, caused a great sensation in various countries.
The news that the folks get is that it sounds like a legend, but it is very close to the truth-Her Majesty the Empress is a true god. She temporarily lived in the world, but now she has returned to the heaven to find her fairy mother.
Ning Changjiu and Lu married for another three days in Zhao.
On the first day, they walked from the General’s Mansion to Jiulingtai in the imperial city, and together they witnessed the crimson sunset falling into the city.
Just watching the sunset together, one person is missing after all.
The next day, they came to Linhe City, Ning Changjiu smiled lightly and told Lu Jiajia what happened here.
"Madam Bai was really ambitious back then, she wanted to refine nine more such capitals, and then combine them into ten temples, and reproduce the glorious underworld thousands of years ago." Ning Changjiu stood on the edge of the sand, pointing Looking at the place of the **** pillar of mythological logic, I recalled: "It's a pity that there is a problem with this **** pillar."
"What's the problem?" Lu Jiajia asked naturally.
"Mrs. Bai was transformed by the fragments of an ancient god's corpse. She speculated that the ancient **** died in the chaos of the world five hundred years ago." Ning Changjiu stretched out his caged hand in his sleeve and gently brushed it. Going to the snow on the bronze painting, said: "Although her guess is not much different from the facts, it is a pity that she met your erudite master and husband, and was easily seen through."
Lu Jiajia lowered his head, looked at the bronze painting, and smiled: "Yes, Master Husband is really amazing."
Ning Changjiu pointed to the opposite bank of the river, smiled gently, and slowly said: "When we confronted Mrs. Bai across the river, I joined forces with Xianger and Xiaoling to act. After so many conspiracies flipped, In the end, she used the balance law of the other side to break through the seal and defeated her. This is something that Suzaku God did not expect."
Lu Jiajia's eyes are slightly curved, and the figure in the fleece cloak looks warm and warm in the snow.
She said: "Yeah, without your brothers and sisters, Madam Bai would not even be able to build the kingdom of God, Master really helped a lot."
Ning Changjiu put his sleeves together with both hands, and sighed, "It's because my husband has nowhere to go."
Lu Jiajia smiled softly.
They walked across the frozen river together, watching the wicker whipping on the bank.
Shortly afterwards, Han Xiaosu hurriedly floated from the bottom of the river, saw Ning Changjiu, and hurriedly said: "Benefactor...Why are you here?"
Ning Changjiu said gently: "Just walk around."
Han Xiaosu looked at the beautiful woman next to him, slightly startled. She asked Ning Xiaoling in the past what the relationship between her benefactor and Fengzhu Lu is. At that time, Xiaoling only said that she was a master and apprentice, and she also said that the brothers have Fiancée, this... this marriage with your majesty is known to all around the world. Now that your majesty has just left, he has been with his master in a blink of an eye?
This... is worthy of being a benefactor, dare to love, dare to marry, and risk the world!
"I have seen Lu Feng...well, suzerain, um...Enmother?" Han Xiaosu struggled in his heart, changed several titles, and didn't know how to call it.
Lu Jiama thought for a while, and said: "Just call Enniang."
"Um... mother." Han Xiaosu nodded vigorously, but he always felt something strange.
Ning Changjiu smiled and asked some recent updates.
Han Xiaosu responded one by one.
Ning Changjiu said: "Just follow this practice, don't rush for quick success and instant benefits. When the ancestral hall is completed, the golden body will be the real road."
Han Xiaosu nodded obediently, but she didn't seem to care much about these, she just said: "When will the benefactor go and bring the younger sister back?"
Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia looked at each other, and smiled gently, "I'll go in two days."
Han Xiaosu was looking forward to it and thanked him again and again. She was intolerant of wind and cold, and after talking for a while, she went back to the warm river bottom.
Lu Jia married: "The divine envoy of Suzaku said that the fragments of the Mingjun authority gathered by Mrs. Bai are gone, and I think it should be in this little girl's body."
Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "It's also possible that it's the young man named Shubai. His physical ability to survive a catastrophe is really extraordinary."
Lu Jia married: "In short, it's a big chance."
They walked through Linhe City.
On the last day, they came to Baicheng.
Baicheng has experienced a heavy snowfall, and it is even more white at the moment. The flag of Zhao State on the city wall is flying in the wind, like a firefinch flying in place forever.
They came to the empty ascension platform.
"Do you want to return to the sect?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Lu Jia married: "Hui Zong...what do you do?"
Ning Changjiu said: "You are now the Sect Master of Heavenly Sect. It is not good to stay away from the peak for too long."
Lu Jiajia smiled and said: "I don't have the face to go back now. I listen to people talking about us wherever I go. I can't wait to find a hole to drill down."
Ning Changjiu said without hesitation: "Well, there is nothing else at Tianku Peak, but there are a lot of caves."
"You..." Lu Jiajia was very annoyed.
Ning Changjiu rubbed his temples and felt a headache.
In the past two days, when they changed their capacity to go to the restaurant and tea house, almost all of them were talking about this.
Zhao Xianger and Lu Marry are both goddess and fairies with the most beautiful appearance in the state. Their supporters are countless, and they are too noisy about this matter. After all, Zhao Xianger only left now, so they support her. Also has the upper hand. There are also many chivalrous people who have threatened to chop Na Ning for a long time. There is even a spontaneous private organization called "Xia Jiucai" to inspire and punish a man who has two boats on his feet. In just one day, more than a hundred people joined this organization, including men and women, each with a unique nickname and a resounding nickname, which is very bluffing.
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I originally wanted to return to the sect to live for two days, but now it seems that I should take care of the face of the marriage."
"Return to Zong to live for two days?" Lu Jia married: "Do you still want to bully me in front of the disciples?"
Ning Chang thought about that scene for a long time and said: "If Le Rou sees it, then the little girl should doubt life."
Lu Jiamarried unhappy and said: "Forgot what we said good? In front of outsiders, I will always be your master."
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded.
He asked again: "Really not going back? I still want to sit down and listen to Master Master's lesson."
Lu Jiajia shook his head and said firmly: "I want to leave Nanzhou now."
Although she has a faint heart for cultivating the Tao, she does not want to face the strange gazes of those familiar with her.
Ning Changjiu said: "The Four Peaks can't be left alone for a day."
Lu Jiamarried and frowned slightly: "What do you want?"
Ning Changjiu suggested: "Why don't we make a small wedding and let her go back to guard the gate?"
Lu Jiama's cheeks are reddish, and he screams: "What do you think about all day?"
Ning Changjiu smiled softly between his eyebrows: "That's right, this kind of thing really can't be done too hastily."
He bit the last few words very hard.
Lu Jia married on deaf ears.
She leaned on the railing and looked at the snow-white city. After a while, she lazily stretched her arms, bent her body slightly, and smiled back at her: "It's so cold."
"You are in the Purple Garden..." Ning Changjiu looked at her puckered lips, and the words stopped halfway, and smiled: "It turns out that you are married to Hu Meizi."
"Don't slander people." Lu Jiajia retorted softly. During the words, her fingers ran over the plain snow on the railing, moistened a little, and gently sent it into the mouth of the sandalwood, her long, cold eyes closed slightly. , Squeeze the tip of your tongue lightly.
Quiet and clear.
Ning Changjiu hugged her from behind.
They watched the snow for a long time at the railing, and then they reached a meaningful ascent on the ascent platform.
The next day, when the heavy snow stopped at the beginning, they set out to head north for Middle-earth.
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Southwestern Middle-earth, Ancient Lingzong.
"Xiaoling, you are always distracted when you are practicing Taoism these days, are you worried?" Mr. Ling walked up to her and tapped her table gently.
Ning Xiaoling returned to God and looked at Mr. Shuo Ling, with apologetic words: "No... it's okay."
Mr. Saying said: "Well, if you have something on your mind, you can talk to me after class."
Ning Xiaoling nodded gently.
The rest of the disciples watched this scene and couldn't help but feel jealous.
This said Mr. Ling is actually very strict, but she always has special patience and gentleness for Ning Xiaoling, but it is no wonder that she is partial, so quiet and does not cause trouble, a girl with a high level of cultivation. Who doesn't like it?
In the past month or so, Ning Xiaoling has hardly practiced and listened to lessons. All these said Mr. Ling and the rest of the disciples were watching.
Said Mr. Ling knew that this was related to the assault and killing of a mysterious girl who claimed to be Xueyuan a month ago.
This should have caused a lot of psychological trauma to Ning Xiaoling.
She has some guidance but to no avail, she can only wait for her to walk out of it.
It's just a pity that Ning Xiaoling has fallen behind so much this time in the Sovereign Grand Competition, I am afraid it will be difficult to get a satisfactory ranking.
"You are now in the realm of longevity. At this moment, you should make a good impact on the peak of longevity. If you can make a breakthrough within three years, you may become one of the most outstanding people in the history of the sect." Mr. Ling said with heart and soul. : "This is your top priority now."
Ning Xiaoling nodded gently: "Sir, I know, I...will work hard."
Said Mr. Ling looked at her, and finally said with relief: "But you have only been here for half a year after all. If this is not possible, it will be the same after two years. Don't be discouraged."
Ning Xiaoling responded. She sat upright, opened the book, and pretended to read it seriously, but she was still reading the first page after a long time.
Said Mr. Ling looked at her and shook his head slightly, thinking that if a great seedling was really destroyed in this way, it would be a pity.
After reading the book for a while, they said that Mr. Ling had sent them sheets of blank rice paper, and then asked them to come up and draw bamboo slips.
Each bamboo slip is engraved with several questions about the mentality of this door.
Gu Lingzong’s mental methods are complicated, and if they make mistakes in their practice, they may become confused. Therefore, they often have assessments on the content of the mental methods.
After drawing nervously, they checked the bamboo slips and started to answer the questions.
Ning Xiaoling bit her pen and finished her paper in a daze.
The days passed as usual.
Ning Xiaoling has adapted to this kind of life. She thought she would continue like this until the attack... She was always worried about Nanzhou, and worried about Master and sister Xiang'er and brothers. Unable to concentrate.
No wonder they always say that Tao is the road to heaven for the ruthless.
After writing the papers, the monks began to discuss them one after another.
Ning Xiaoling was absent-mindedly looking out the window.
"How did you answer this time?"
"Eight nines are not separated from ten, how about you?"
"I think I'm also very safe... Where's Brother Jia?"
"I...I didn't memorize very well. Many of them were written while guessing."
"Eh, sister Xiaoling, how about you? I think you finished writing very early." Someone knocked on Ning Xiaoling's desk and asked.
Ning Xiaoling scratched her head and hesitated: "I just fill in the blanks based on impressions."
The man nodded suspiciously. After all, this month, Ning Xiaoling was not serious with his naked eyes. After this assessment, he would be able to regain the chief grace of Mr. Shuo Ling.
Shortly after class, Mr. Ling said he went and returned, looking at Ning Xiaoling seriously and said: "Come out."
Ning Xiaoling walked out.
The rest of the people wondered if the husband finally did not indulge and wanted to "kill the killer".
Ning Xiaoling is also a little nervous.
"There is news from Nanzhou." Mr. Ling said after he went out.
"Huh?" Ning Xiaoling was surprised.
Said Mr. Ling thought she hadn't heard clearly, and said: "A month ago, I reported Xueyuan's matter. The sect sent people to chase and kill Nanzhou, but there was no result. Today finally came news."
Ning Xiaoling asked carefully: "What news?"
Mr. Saying said: "Xueyuan fought a female emperor from Zhao Kingdom in Nanzhou over the imperial city. The outcome is unknown. In short, both disappeared. There were other people who participated in the battle. They were swordsmen. , Seems to be the lord of a certain sect."
"Master..." Ning Xiaoling was surprised, and said: "Master is okay?"
Said Mr. Ling suddenly said: "It turned out to be the Sect Master of Tianzong Yujian... It should be fine, but the news is still unclear. By the way, that girl seems to have a fiance, he..."
"That's my brother." Ning Xiaoling said.
Said Mr. Ling looked at her stern face, thinking about discussing bad things about her brother or not telling her.
She said: "In short, Xueyuan and the suspected fire phoenix are gone. This matter has a bad face for our ancient spirit sect. I won't let it go if I want to come up. Don't worry."
Ning Xiaoling nodded dreamily.
I hope that sister Xiang'er won't have any more things...
She thought silently, and asked aloud: "Sir, after all the souls in the world die, will they return to the Palace of the Underworld?"
Said Mr. Ling shook his head and said: "There is no dark temple in the world. After a person dies, unless he immediately gathers his soul, he will only turn into a lonely ghost in the world and dissipate."
Ning Xiaoling's heart is even more confused.
Said Mr. Ling said: "Don't think too much, now Linggu Grand Bi is what you really have to worry about."
The Great Contest of Linggu is an assessment of young disciples by the Ancient Lingzong, and the place of the assessment is in the ruins of the ancient spirits.
The divine way is in a vast valley, during which demons feed and evil spirits grow wild, and the ancient spirits will place a master treasure and many other treasures in the deep valley of the divine way. The ascetics enter the valley to search and obtain The main treasure is the leader, and you can also own this treasure, while the rest are determined according to the ranks of other exotic treasures.
This not only assesses the disciples' cultivation, but also their mental strength and...luck.
But usually, luck only works when the strength is comparable. Since the inception of the Linggu Grand Competition, almost all the people who have won the first prize at the time are one of the most promising disciples at the time. There are few surprises.
Ning Xiaoling sighed, thinking that the person named Xueyuan was not as pretty as sister Xianger, so she was certainly not as good as sister Xianger. I am now at a mediocre cultivation level. I am worried that it’s useless, so I should improve my realm earlier. I think it’s better to find a way to fish out my brother’s soul from the abyss. I have to blame myself for a lifetime.
"Well, I will listen to the class well in the future, take the vest method well, and stop answering indiscriminately." Ning Xiaoling assured earnestly.
Said Mr. Ling looks slightly weird.
"What's the matter?" Ning Xiaoling wondered if her husband was angry.
Said Mr. Ling expressionlessly said: "It's good to keep the status quo. I just read your answer sheet, and it still has full marks."
"Ah, oh..."
Ning Xiaoling thought to herself that she wrote it out of her feelings.
One month after the Linggu Grand Tournament, every opponent of Ning Xiaoling is an outstanding young man
In the eyes of outsiders, she is just a "chicken head" in a very weak group. Compared with the phoenix tails of those excellent groups, she can only fight back and forth.
At first, Ning Xiaoling was confident in herself. She wanted to learn from her brother. After hiding her clumsiness, she was a blockbuster, but half a month later, her dream of winning the championship was shattered.
There is news that among the younger generation, there is a young man who is optimistic about the ancient Lingzong Youming line. He successfully broke the calamity at the age of twenty-two and entered the purple garden realm.
Zi Ting and Chang Ming are the graben of heaven and earth, and he is also the only one who has crossed that pass among these sad young disciples.
There should be no suspense in Linggu Dabi.
Soon, a bigger event will shake the entire South State.
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Central Earth, the command building, outside the sky list.
The command building is where the major sects issue notices. Those notices are graded on a floor-by-floor basis, and the highest point is the sky list.
Once the order of the Tianbang is issued, it will spread to the entire Middle-earth. All sects must respect the contents of the Tianbang. And at the end of each year, the Bang Ling of Tian Bang will also derive a map, writing out the top ten powerhouses in China today.
Except for the Juggernaut who always ranks first, the rest have occasional ups and downs.
To issue orders on the top list requires not only money and treasures, but also extraordinary strength. Each player of the top ranking will last for up to three months, and the one who defeats him will be eligible for the next three months.
All major sects are proud to be able to issue orders on the list.
Now the one who is guarding the ranking list is a disciple of Xuandan Saint Pavilion, one of the eight great divine sects of the Middle-earth.
This disciple is now on the seventh floor of Zi Ting, who is truly outstanding among the younger generation in the Profound Pill Saint Pavilion.
According to the rules of the sky list, keeping the list is not allowed to surpass the purple court, because the peerless monks among the five realms have played wonderfully, but the price and effort required to repair the command building are too great.
Nowadays, there is a tacit agreement among the sects. When one side is keeping the list, the other sects seldom bother. After all, even the Eight Gods sect, there is very little need to clarify the major events of the entire Middle-earth.
But this tacit understanding was broken today.
A black-clad young man with a rapier on his waist climbed the stairs slowly until he reached the top of the list.
The disciple of Xuandan Shengge held a sharp gun with a smooth surface, looked at the incoming person, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Who?" he asked.
"The one who won the ranking." came to answer.
"Do you know who I am?" the man with the gun asked.
"I know, Xiao Qiu, who has been practicing Taoism for thirty-six years. Now, on the seventh floor of Zi Ting, he has made the God Devouring Destruction Pill and has a great reputation." The black-clothed and black-haired young man looked at him and said seriously.
Xiao Qiu's expression also became serious. He stood up from the pavilion of Tianbang with his sword in his arms and said, "Your Excellency is very confident?"
The black-clothed swordsman said: "I am in the same realm as you, and I will not underestimate you."
Xiao Qiu narrowed his eyes.
The black swordsman stepped into the wooden hall of the sky list.
This wooden hall is a duel place for the winners, and the surrounding shields are strong.
The accessibility of Mutang is well-known in the world.
The moment the man in black stepped into the wooden hall, the competition was officially started.
"I learned it."
Xiao Qiu stood on his side, pulled out the spear, held it with one hand, and pointed to the front side.
The black swordsman closed his eyes, stepped back, bowed forward, his body was as tight as a hardened sword, and the sword was not out of its sheath, and the sound of the sword's intent sounded through the entire wooden hall.
Xiao Qiu's expression changed slightly: "Sword and spirit are in the same body?"
The swordsman in black did not respond.
Master once told him that the same body of sword spirit is a gift given by the gods. It was cast by the ancient kingdom of ten eyes, and the spirit of the eighty-one fairy sword fetus scattered in the world merged with people. Looking at the entire world, there are at most 81 sword-spirit people at the same time, but in fact, most swords are still in a state of no ownership, and there are even no more than 30 known sword-spirit people.
He and his seven brothers are both sword-spirited people.
The master said that he fits with the sword spirit even better than the master.
It makes him feel proud.
Because once he is stronger than the brother, he is undoubtedly the number one in the world from the perspective of the sword spirit alone.
In the wooden hall of the Tianbang, Xiao Qiu's figure with a gun has jumped out.
His gun body is like a mirror.
This mirror-like material has a miraculous ability-it can reflect ghosts.
This is the real Phantom Gun.
So at the moment the gun was pierced, the gun body shook into countless continuous phantoms. Those phantom images were sudden strong winds. They mirrored each other, constantly, splitting at a speed of hundreds to thousands of times, and flooded instantly. The whole wooden hall.
The gun body has no shadow, and it's all shadows.
The cold light filled every corner of the wooden hall, and the suffocating pressure was like a wave smashing the face, and it slammed into the black clothes like a rock.
The swordsman in black did not move.
He stood still, like an arrow about to leave the string but never fired.
When the murderous intent of the gun shadow flooded the wooden hall, the sound of the sword sounded clear, like a peach blossom drifting in the killing blizzard.
He still stood still.
But if you look closely, you will find a snow-white shadow rushed out of his body and plunged into the vast gun shadow.
That is his sword spirit!
At the moment when the gun shadow rises, the sword spirit draws the sword, rushes, cuts horizontally and vertically, and the cross square is brightly lit, and then the two intertwined sword lights instantly turn into tens of thousands of intertwined threads. , The center of sword energy, the swordsman in black did not know when to move.
He came first and merged with the white sword spirit.
Zheng! ! !
The gun shadow and the sword shadow smashed together.
The wooden hall is cleared.
The tip of the sword is against the tip of the gun.
"You are..." Xiao Qiu couldn't see the trauma, but his voice was trembling.
The swordsman in black took the sword, walked past him, and pointed a finger to stabilize the internal injury for him.
The Shenzong disciple was defeated by a sword, this...
Xiao Qiu knows that there is only one answer: "Jiange? Are you from Jiange?"
"Yes." The black-clothed swordsman replied: "The eighth disciple of the sword pavilion, Zhansi."
"Origin...It turned out to be Mr. Jiangeba, who is disrespectful." Xiao Qiu smiled and saluted him.
Instead of feeling frustrated, he gave birth to a feeling of glory in spite of defeat.
It's just that the sword pavilion is already out of the top ranks, why...
Is something big going to happen?
Zhansi didn't say a word, and walked up the stairs to the top of the list.
After today, the news that Jiange will recruit the fourteenth disciple will spread all over the world.
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