Beyond the Divine States Chapter 316: : Landing
Ning Changjiu has already left.
Liu Xiwan stood on the spot, with messy forehead, and a peach blossom-like halo on the center of her eyebrows. With her blushing cheeks, she seemed to have fallen into the dust.
Liu Xiwan quietly stretched out her hand, trying to rub her lower body, but when she touched it, she retracted like an electric shock, her cheeks became redder, her body was tight, her teeth were rubbing hard against her lips. I want to bite the blood. She stepped back two steps, reaching out to support the wall, not knowing what she thought of, her slender legs trembled and it was difficult to stand firm.
Ning Changjiu, this wicked man...he was actually caught by him...
The spiritual power quickly dissipated the pain, but the phantom pain felt like an arrow, passing by the heart lake, the feathers of the arrow vibrated, and a shadow of shame was separated.
After a long time, she turned around and slowly slid down against the wall. Slowly sat on the ground, then curled up his legs, wrapped in a cloak, hugged his knees, and shrank in the corner, like a cat sheltering from the cold. Looks wronged.
She held her head, and only felt that her mind was messed up... She was clearly not like this in the past, how could she not be able to hold onto her calm when she saw Ning Changjiu?
She raised her head and looked at the wind and snow outside the door.
Ning Changjiu should have already gone upstairs.
How should I choose to stay?
She should be leaving, but the second elder sister...oh, she suddenly missed the days in Ning Changjiu's body. Although the days were dangerous at that time, she at least didn't need to think too much about other messy things. Although I am free now, there are always lingering worries and scruples in my heart. For example, she still doesn't know why Jiange accepted herself as a disciple.
"It turns out that this is the natural dependence of weapons on man."
After thinking for a long time, Liu Xiwan thought she had figured it out, and she whispered: "So as long as we break this sense of dependence, is it all right?"
She thought slowly, waiting for an order from the list, waiting for her defeat in the first battle to spread throughout Middle-earth.
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Ning Changjiu walked through the suspended golden ladder and reached the top of the list.
The top of the list is like a crystal-carved palace, reflecting the brilliance, covered with white snow, like a fairy palace of the colorful family suspended in the sky.
This magnificent beauty is out of balance with the style of the entire ancient building. It is like a crown made of bronze, inlaid with a gem with countless facets.
Ning Changjiu walked by stepping on the snow. He was not attracted by the sacredness and beauty of the sky list, but could not help but remember the last expression of the sword spirit. He couldn't help rubbing his palm while feeling the unpredictable fate.
Ahead, Tian Bang opened the door for him.
In the gorgeous palace, the door is not faint of light. This darkness is different from the darkness brought to him by the Hades. This darkness is more like a liquid, as if it will stick to the soul as long as it is touched. , I can't wash it off.
Ning Changjiu frowned. He stayed at the door for a while, then stepped into the darkness.
The foot stepped on the ground.
After he entered the darkness, there was a sound of closing the door behind him, and then there was a light in front of him. The lights came from the surrounding walls. They were like candles, but the flames of the candles did not tremble, more like a candle. Glowing gems.
The contrast between the inside of the palace and the outside is equally great.
Ning Changjiu looked around. This is an old-fashioned room with half-new wooden floors on the floor and square and generous furniture. The furniture is dark and lit by candlelight. It's like a fish pond filled with gloomy light on one side. The rooms are very large, and the rooms are separated by wooden boards, and the length is unknown. There are curtains between the rooms. The curtains are very old and the edges are dark yellow. Behind every curtain, there is always an illusion of people standing there.
Ning Changjiu looked around. The tip of his nose still smelled of wood in the sky.
This is not the same as the role model he originally imagined.
Ning Changjiu walked along the inclining direction of the candlelight, and he gently opened the curtain.
Behind the curtain, an old man stared at him with green eyes.
Ning Changjiu was psychologically prepared, and he looked at him, not surprised.
"Are you Bangling?" Ning Changjiu asked.
The old man nodded and said: "Yes."
Ning Changjiu feels a little strange.
The old man said: "Follow me."
Ning Changjiu followed.
The old man has a hunchback on his back. He has varus feet and walks in a strange posture. He looks like a heavy old tortoise, staggering towards the next room.
Ning Changjiu could feel his breath.
That kind of breath is inadvertently revealed, and has nothing to do with his old manner and ugly manner. He could feel that if he was an enemy of this old man, even a 10% chance of winning might not be possible.
It shocked him. Perhaps the same is true, the Tianban was able to keep the rules.
In front of a door, the old man stopped and said: "Go in."
Ning Changjiu stepped forward, and the old man stepped back, and their figures quickly moved away. Ning Changjiu looked back, and the old man had disappeared. He opened the curtain in front of him.
Behind the curtain is another old man. This old man looks very healthy, full of energy, and his hair is not completely white. The muscles exposed between the clothes are strong and contain strength.
Ning Changjiu discovered that this old man was also stronger than himself.
"Who are you?" Ning Changjiu asked.
As soon as the old man spoke, Ning Changjiu realized that he was a stutter. He stumbled and said his identity and told Ning Changjiu that he was also a Bangling.
Ning Changjiu looked at him suspiciously, without asking much.
The old man doesn't like to talk, and leads him forward.
As before, the old man disappeared silently after the next door. Ning Changjiu picked up the curtain. There was still an old man behind the curtain. This old man was ugly. His eyes were dug out, and there were only two miserable holes.
He also claims to be a leader.
After that, Ning Changjiu saw the old man with half-broken ears, the old man with cracked lips, the old man with mutilated hands and feet... He was led through a door.
Every old man is mutilated, and their mutilation is getting more and more serious. In the end, Ning Changjiu opened the curtain and looked down to see the old man's head.
It was a man with only half of his body. He was lying on the ground and walking with his hands supporting it, as if the lower half of his body was growing under the floor.
"The previous people are lie to you, I am the champion." The old man said, holding his hands together, and walked forward.
Ning Changjiu resisted the bitter cold in his heart, and came to the next curtain with him.
Ning Changjiu didn't know the meaning of Bangling's arrangement of so many disabled elderly people to welcome him, but he had a hunch that this was the last curtain.
Ning Changjiu opened the curtain.
An old man stood behind the curtain. The old man was neither blind nor dumb nor camel, and he didn't even show any breath, giving people a sense of bottomlessness.
"Are you also Bangling?" Ning Changjiu asked.
The old man is like an old-fashioned teacher, with one hand in front of him and the other behind him, and his speech is fluent: "Well, I am the real hero. The previous people are lying."
"Why did they lie to me?" Ning Changjiu was not sure who was telling the truth, but the list revealed more and more weirdness.
The old man sneered and said: "Because they dare not face themselves completely beyond recognition."
Ning Changjiu didn't know what the metaphor of this sentence was.
"Come with me." The old man glanced at him and spoke slowly, and finally began to introduce the sky list in a serious manner: "The sky list is formed by the condensation of aura from the sky, five thousand years Take root, three thousand years of life, and then include the world, all-encompassing, sitting on the road, you can know the past and present."
Ning Changjiu asked: "Why does Tianban have such abilities?"
The old man said: "In your eyes, what is the sky list?"
Ning Changjiu has difficulty answering this question.
Tianbang has a terrifying ability. It can convey a message to all parts of China in a very short time, so that the world knows it. This alone is difficult to explain.
The old man was not stingy, and directly said the answer: "The sky list is a big tree."
"Big tree?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled.
The old man nodded and did not continue, he took Ning Changjiu to the depths.
The two stopped at the same time.
In front of Ning Changjiu, a piece of paper and a pen were simply spread out.
"Write down what you want to announce to the world." The old man said.
Ning Changjiu asked: "It's that simple?"
The old man nodded and said: "Well, really grand things are often simple."
Ning Changjiu didn't want to fight with him, he picked up the pen and began to write.
This is an order issued by the Ancient Lingzong, and the order is for all the sects in the world that hold the authority of the netherworld. He blatantly wrote the news that Mingjun was about to recover, and then threatened it after exaggerating it. Then he promised countless ancient spiritual sects’ unspoken mental methods, and limited the period to three months. If not within three months Return the power, Mingjun will seize the power, at his own risk.
His signature was written by Zhang Jiu, Gu Lingzong’s deputy suzerain.
He drafted the order and handed it to the old man.
The old man didn't take another look, but took the order and closed it up.
Soon, this order will follow the news that he has defeated Xiao Qiu and the fourteenth disciples of Jiange in succession.
Ning Changjiu doesn't expect the sects of the emperor that are far away from the sky to be able to obey orders. He just wants to save most of the time, even if there are still a few sects in the end, he still has enough time to visit in person.
"Well, the order of the guest ranking list has been drafted, please go back." The old man said.
Ning Changji gave the old man a deep look.
He slowly turned around and walked back along the way he came. This time, there was no one behind the curtain. The old man was very ‘attentive’ and was always by his side.
"You can't talk about what you see in the list. This is also one of the rules of the list. No matter who comes, you must abide by the rules, otherwise you will surely make a huge disaster." The old man warned.
Ning Changjiu nodded in agreement, and asked: "Will you receive every visitor like this?"
The old man shook his head and said: "It's not like that. We receive different guests in different ways."
Ning Changjiu asked: "What is the basis of the reception method?"
The old man said: "No comment."
Ning Changjiu walked to the door.
After seeing off the guests, the old man was about to turn around and leave.
"Are you the top ranking leader?" Ning Changjiu confirmed again.
The old man seems to be a little impatient: "Yes."
When he spoke, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed a terrifying breath. This breath was like a sharp line between them, as if Ning Changjiu was about to speak again, this line would cut him off. Into two pieces.
The old man faced him and backed away like a ghost. His face was solemn and stern, and he couldn't see any human anger or spirituality.
He slipped and slowly entered the darkness.
When I entered the darkness, I don’t know if it was an illusion. Ning Changjiu watched his body being dismembered in the darkness. The limbs, facial features, viscera, and a hundred skeletons, he was like a collapsed mountain of meat, sinking into a thousand swords Like a dark abyss.
"I am beyond recognition."
This sentence was like a spell, echoing in Ning Changjiu's mind.
The lights went out one by one.
The light slowly dimmed, and silence returned to the surroundings.
Ning Changjiu pressed his hand on the door, he hesitated for a while, still unable to contain the throbbing in his heart, turned his head, and said something seriously into the darkness:
"I met your sister."
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Hundreds of people stood on the snowy street. The scholars who had not liked to join in for a long time also set up the windows, looking at the golden tall buildings hidden by the heavens. They stared at the downward staircase, looking forward to someone’s The figure appeared.
The second senior sister Yu Fengxuezhong in the black and white sword suit stood on the top of the tall building second only to the sky list.
She has been at the culmination of the so-called kendo for many years, and she is confident that she will not lose to anyone in China, except for the master and the elder sister.
The four disciples in the front of the sword pavilion, any one who comes out of the pavilion can be said to be invincible in the world.
She has such self-confidence and conceit.
Although the Fourteen Junior Sisters have won the favor and true biography of the Juggernaut, in general they still accept apprentices on their behalf. Since he is invincible, his disciple should also be invincible.
But there was no result upstairs.
She didn't want to wait any longer. As an inexperienced expert in the sword pavilion, even if he came to the world, he should be a lonely stepping into the snow, and he was shocked. But now, she stayed here for too long, and too many eyes of the world fell on her.
And she always feels that these seemingly awe-inspiring gazes also reveal disrespect-some people are expecting a miracle to happen and want to see Jiange make a fool of.
"Hmph, I haven't won for so long. I've been so good to you on weekdays!" The second senior sister was very annoyed and whispered to herself: "Whether you win or lose, I will never forgive you." /
Speaking out of anger, the second senior sister flashed and disappeared on the top of the tall building.
No one can see how she disappeared.
The next moment, in an unmanned room in the tea house, the figure of a woman appeared. She was sitting between the camellia, her eyes cold, and she was already thinking about how to teach the younger sister later.
She poured her tea and drank it herself, feeling increasingly irritable.
On the street, Xiao Qiu always stood in the snow, and the wind and snow piled on his shoulders, and his injury was even worse.
Many of the others began to shake the myth of the sword pavilion.
Xiao Qiu stood up from day to night.
Passers-by also gradually dispersed.
The result never came out.
"What the **** is the little sister doing inside? Is it possible that she wants to spend the night in it? Huh, she used to yell all the time not to be a woman, but now she can't move her legs when she sees a wild man? Waiting for you to come back and see Sister does not lick your ass."
Second Sister also lost patience. She couldn't help but want to go straight to the list with the sword. She was confident that this mere sky list couldn't stop a sword in her arms.
But the rules of the sky list are small, but the rules of the sword pavilion are big. She didn't want to be punished by the master sister because of a momentary impulse.
Second Sister sighed.
She walked downstairs and returned to the casino in no time. Before everyone had reacted, she removed her hair crown and bet on the gambling table.
This scene surprised a lot.
"Mr. Two..."
Many people can't stand it anymore. If Mr. Fourteen loses, who would dare to take the sword and crown of Jiange? This is tantamount to beating the sword pavilion in the face, and although the sword pavilion has been hidden for a long time, as long as the older ones, they all know the past that the sword saint killed through the middle earth, and no one dared to use the name of the sword saint. .
The second elder sister said: "If I win, I can get back the sword crown. I don't need to give me worldly objects."
Someone asked carefully: "What if your junior sister loses?"
Second Senior Sister turned her head, her expression stern, and the interrogator looked at Senior Second Sister's gaze, almost ashamed. The second elder sister said indifferently: "Little junior sister has no chance of losing. The sword of the sword pavilion is indomitable. The longer the battle is delayed, the greater the probability of victory."
These words have detained many Mr. Fourteen, but at this moment, the panicked people inject confidence... Yes, the myth of the sword pavilion has not been broken for a hundred years, how could it be broken by a young man who is not well-known? Maybe it was Mr. Fourteen who accidentally put down a heavy hand and beat the opponent to death. Because he was afraid of breaking the rules of the sky list, he was working hard to heal and prevent that person from dying.
They thought they had negotiated a reasonable explanation, and were ashamed of their previous suspicion of Jiange.
Xiao Qiu stood in the corner and put his cold hand into the hot water basin. He raised his head and looked at this outstanding style. The only woman who had heard of it in the past could not help but ask: "Mr. Ruo XIV. What if I really lose? The sword and crown of the sword pavilion are too hot, not to mention me. Looking at the entire middle earth, I am afraid no one will dare to take it."
These words also speak out the aspirations of many people.
Second Senior Sister said coldly: "Whoever dares to pick it up will pick it up. If it is daring, I will retrieve it myself."
Her words contained anger, and Jiange’s anger made everyone chill.
Xiao Qiu didn't dare to ask any more questions.
He lowered his head, soaked his hands, thinking in his heart who would dare to take it... He immediately thought of the young man named Zhang Jiu.
Vaguely, he sensed that something big was about to happen.
His heart beats faster, he slowly raised his head, and looked around the people in the room with an uneasy heart. The emotions of the people upset in his eyes, like a colorful picture scroll, full of whispers and Depressed. He felt a sense of loneliness again, and while the others were still discussing the victory or defeat, he had already seen a hidden corner of the waves that followed.
He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and hid his emotions.
He didn't know where his feeling came from. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that perhaps it was just his confidence in that young man—almost pathological confidence.
Xiao Qiu's heart is also grilling on the fire. He hopes that Zhang Jiu can win. By then, he will fail, and he won't be overly pursued by his own teacher.
He also waited for the result.
Second Senior Sister walked out in silence, looking at the wind and snow.
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Wrapped in a cloak, Liu Xiwan hid in the command building, looking out through the edge of the door.
She also waited anxiously.
She was especially afraid that the senior sister outside the door suddenly poked her head out, looked at herself like a devil, and asked about winning or losing.
After all, in the entire sword pavilion, the elder sister is closing a small door, and the second elder sister is lawless. As the saying goes, the elder sister wants you to die for the third watch, how can you keep you until the fifth watch?
This... the three better resemblance is also coming soon.
Liu Xiwan cupped her face with her hands, looked downstairs and then upstairs.
Why don't you come down for a long time?
What is he doing on it? It takes so long to write a list...Isn't there some peerless beauties on it?
Besides, Liu Xiwan couldn't think of other things that would allow him to stay.
But she didn't want to go. Although she lost, she still wanted to ask him a few more shots. She wanted to know the real gap between them, so that she would be able to win back in the future.
Finally, there was the sound of stepping on snow at the top of the stairs.
Liu Xiwan's expression was shocked. She wrapped her cloak and raised her head, just to see Ning Changjiu walking downstairs.
He didn't say a word, his expression was a little strange.
Liu Xiwan frowned and asked: "What are you doing? Why do you want to come so long?"
Ning Changjiu didn't know what he had gone through, his face pale in the cold wind.
He walked into the command building, glanced at the sword spirit sitting on the ground, and closed the door with his hand.
"Liu, Liu Xitian." Ning Changjiu called her name.
"It's Liu Xiwan..." Liu Xiwan got up and asked: "What's the matter?"
Ning Changjiu said softly: "Help me."
Liu Xiwan frowned, thinking that she is a sword spirit and a beautiful girl. Will the list spirit be the same as herself that day...Ning Changjiu shouldn't have been hollowed out by the list spirit, right? ?
Liu Xiwan stretched out her hand to support him, but felt that his hand was cold, eh...Is this empty?
Sword Spirit looked at him weirdly, untied his cloak, and put it on Ning Changjiu's body instead.
Ning Changjiu subconsciously wrapped the cloak tightly and leaned against her.
Liu Xiwan whispered: "What are you going to do! Men and women will not kiss me!"
Ning Changjiu said: "I'm a little tired, don't leave tonight, take care of me for a while."
"You... is this really Chengning sick?" Liu Xiwan was surprised.
Ning Changjiu sighed, unable to explain too much, he said, "I will pay you anyway."
Liu Xiwan snorted coldly: "You poor ghost, I don't know you yet? What reward can you give me to impress me! My senior sister is still waiting for me... She should be gone now, I have to go back. "
Ning Changjiu said: "I teach you how to beat me."
"Um..."
He spoke very sincerely, and Liu Xiwan admitted that she was indeed a little moved.
She was still hesitating, but saw that Ning Changjiu had fainted in her arms.
At the same time, the decree of the Tianban was finally communicated.
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Second Sister walked from the snow to the tea house, and from the tea house to the roof.
She lost her hair crown, she wore her hair loose, looking messy.
This is something she has never seen since she became a master of kendo.
"Wan'er, you don't know what kind of opponent you will face in the future, or after the sword pavilion. It is convenient to encounter ruggedness in this place, and how to reach the top of the sword in the future and become the substitute of God's will. What?" The second senior sister sighed softly.
She jumped downstairs.
The casino is noisy and brightly lit.
Seeing the second sister coming in, many people shut up immediately, not daring to disturb her peace.
After the second elder sister loses both hands, as if another thousand years have passed, she has no worries about the victory of the younger sister.
When the second sister was about to go upstairs, she suddenly stopped.
She looked out the door.
All the spirit boards are lit up.
Not only that, but the spirit boards scattered all over Middle-earth also lit up soon.
This is a sign of the decree issued by the Sky List.
Is the result finally out?
"I want to come to the Junior Sisters Association to openly issue an order to apologize to me for her victory at this moment." The second senior sister is still proud.
Although the process is tormenting, she is not worried about the result.
Everyone listened attentively.
The order came, and the chanting sounded outside the house.
After the first sentence, the second elder sister, who had been calm, immediately changed her face.
"Ancient Lingzong has a genus that makes the world nether: from now on..."
The opening words were short, but like thunders exploded in people's hearts, and the entire casino exploded.
Even if Xiao Qiu had been expected, but when the result really came, he was stunned for a long time.
Second Senior Sister stood in the room.
The crown and sword were placed on a table aside, shining in the lights.
She felt like she had been slapped in her face, and she felt hot and painful.
The list is still reciting, but the second elder sister has disappeared.
She first appeared on Snow Street, and then under the ranking list. She directly pointed to the restriction of cutting the ranking list with a sword, and the Yujian climbed upstairs.
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