Beyond the Divine States Chapter 327: : A journey that stretches for thousands of miles

The red dragon blood snaked and condensed into crystals. The dragon corpse, which symbolized the snow disaster, was submerged by the avalanche, which is also a disaster. When the sun shines on the snowy field, the heavy snow has completely stopped.

The caravans of the rest of their lives awakened their companions one after another, and they looked at the sun shining in the sky with lingering fears.

The sunlight on the snowy field is not warm, but the part of their hearts that is part of their lives heats up again. Those who still have enough energy to climb up hard, dip their knees into the snow, and bow down in the direction of leaving in the red dress.

The world is quiet and docile.

Shao Xiaoli walked alone on the snowy field, and the snow elephant roared deep in the distance. The toothed tiger and leopard avoided her from a distance, watching the blood-red color symbolizing killing go away.

The blood on her sword has condensed into ice crystals, and it peels off after a light shake. The sword body reflects light, bright and clear.

She looked at the sky that lit up for a while.

There is no sun or moon in the sky here. Its light is said to come from the breath of the broken kingdom of God above.

But it should be the most beautiful thing in the world that can bring light and temperature... Shao Xiaoli always thinks of the sunrise at the end of the world. It is the most beautiful scenery she has seen in her life, so she often looks up at the sky. Imagine an eternally burning red fireball hanging there.

Another golden crow occupies the fireball, and the golden crow falls on an ancient temple. There should be gods in the temple...the gods in white clothes.

Shao Xiaoli thought about this. There was no expression on her pale cheeks under the light. She gently tossed the sword, and the sword hovered in front of her after a round dance around her body. She leaped dexterously, with her toes point on the sword, red The skirt and the afterimage of Jianhong complemented each other, leaving from the snowy field, swept towards the direction of Broken Realm City.

After traveling a long distance, Shao Xiaoli stopped the sword, rested for a while, and continued to control the sword.

The suppression of this world is far from broken.

At this moment, she can control the sword for a long distance, or even hover for a short time, but she can't really surpass the sky. According to Ning Changjiu, this realm is outside and it is called the Half-Step Zi Ting.

Because of Heaven and Earth's suppression of the realm, as long as she can't go out, she will probably never be able to enter the real purple court realm.

But there are few monsters and beasts that can fight her.

Across the snowfields, deserts, poisonous marshes, and barren mountains, Shao Xiaoli stepped into the city with a sword and returned to his own palace of the king.

She is a little taller than two years ago, and she has a slender figure. She has a slim waistband and a soft red skirt that is cut to fit her body, lining her skin extremely white, like new breasts. Her eyebrows are cold. The girl from the noble family has grown rapidly in the past two years, her childishness has faded away, and she is replaced by a lofty, arrogant temperament that overwhelms all beings.

This is also what the queen of a city must have.

Shao Xiaoli is 19 years old this year. He is the absolute ruler of Duanjiecheng and the de facto monarch of this world.

Since then, after walking through Broken World City with Ning Changjiu and Si Ming, she gave orders to give up exploring the depths of Broken World City and instead encouraged farming and hunting to solve the famine of outer civilians. Yuezhi personally traveled to the era named "Taoyuan" and retrieved many seeds and handed them over to his subordinates to try to cultivate and plant them.

And she often breaks into some notorious wild forests and deep valleys with Lone Sword, kills some evil monsters who are doing harm, and takes their evil pills to eat.

Of course, such a big improvement in two years is related to the guidance of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming, but the main reason is still......

Shao Xiaoli thought, and closed the door of the imperial palace.

The hall is dim.

Shao Xiaoli twisted a mechanism on the throne.

The gorgeous algae well on the temple was unscrewed, and a beam of light fell. Where the light fell, a jade-like moon branch emerged.

Shao Xiaoli got up from the throne, walked to Yuezhi, and bowed gently.

The light smoke in the moon branch slowly floated out, condensed into an illusory white shadow.

This figure can't see the specific description, it's more like an illusion fabricated by clouds, and it is indescribable.

Shao Xiaoli had never seen the moon, but when she saw this figure floating out of the moon branch for the first time, she felt that the so-called moonlight might be the color flowing.

"Xianjun." That's what Shao Xiaoli called her.

The whirling shadow shook slightly, she didn't say a word, just waving light and shadow on the moon branch.

These lights and shadows are constantly dancing and changing, as if they are demonstrating an exquisite swordsmanship, or as if they are performing a witchcraft and psychic dance.

Shao Xiaoli watched intently.

She saw this shadow for the first time, a year ago.

At that time, her realm was insufficient, and she could only rely on the bloodfeather monarch fox to hold on to the throne. The city of Duanjie was turbulent, and she was rushing around, physically and mentally exhausted.

One night, she took out the moon branch given by Genning for a long time, and prayed gently to it, hoping to be enlightened by the gods.

That night, the fantasy became reality, and Yuezhi actually responded... This figure floated out of it for the first time, as recorded in the book, something called a cloud. She stared obsessively for a long time, but she couldn't help but shed tears.

The ethereal figure didn't speak, she just silently danced a set of swordsmanship.

Shao Xiaoli seems to understand but not understand.

Vaguely, she seems to have some kind of inheritance.

Since then, the snow and ice blocking her avenue of practice began to melt. Her realm has risen by leaps and bounds, and has completely overwhelmed everyone, becoming the true king of Broken Boundary City.

And the shadow in this dead branch appears once every fifteen days, without saying a word, only teaching her Taoism.

Shao Xiaoli knelt on the ground lightly, bowing his head to study.

She has an inexplicable intimacy with this figure...This kind of intimacy is not because she is kind to herself, but is deeper, similar to bloodline souls and other mysterious and mysterious things.

The woman in white has danced with swordsmanship.

Shao Xiaoli once again bowed his head to thank you.

The woman still didn't speak, and turned into a cloud of fading, sneaking back into the moon branch.

Yuezhi sank into the bottom of the pool in the center of the temple, unable to see it.

Shao Xiaoli slowly got up.

She remembered the swordsmanship of the white-clothed woman, and she was inspiring and moved with her heart. She slanted her right palm and pushed forward with her finger, cutting out a ray of sword light.

In the gloomy hall, there are countless sounds similar to the bursting of human joints. The flying sword light was as white as snow, pushing forward along the central axis of the finger, and crashed into the hall door, shaking all the furnishings in the hall trembling.

Shao Xiaoli retracted her finger.

She originally thought that she had reached the apex of this world, but every time the woman in white gave her skills, she always got a trace of mysticism.

Who is the figure in the moon branch? Does Ning Changjiu know her? Why did he never mention it when he gave me Yuezhi?

Shao Xiaoli is puzzled.

"This...should be your chance." Shao Xiaoli whispered softly.

If Ruoning does not give this moon branch to me for a long time, it will be him, not me, who will learn the thousands of techniques in this moon branch...Although the boss is already so good, he always has too many skills. Yeah.

Shao Xiaoli didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

But if the figure in Yuezhi is willing to show up, it can be considered a recognition of her...

"But who are you? What is the purpose of living in this moon branch?" Shao Xiaoli whispered softly.

Holding her sword, she crossed the water-colored palace pond and walked outside.

Shao Xiaoli didn't know that after she turned her back, the smoky shadow reappeared. She stared at her back until it disappeared.

This is an ordinary day in Duanjiecheng.

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Middle Earth.

The sky was washed by heavy rain all night, clear and bright. The clouds are white and unadulterated, and the breeze is blowing without arrogance or impetuosity, and the sound of birds chirping and chirping is spread all over the fields.

On the illusory sword, Si Ming carried Ning Changjiu across the sky.

Along the way, they smashed countless white clouds, which were scattered in the sky like scales scraped off from a fish.

The City of Ten Thousand Demons is located in the north of the ancient Lingzong, and you don’t need a geomancy map to find your way. When you drive your sword across the sky, you will see a large continuous, black mine-like city. It is the legend, Ten Thousand Demons. Gathered in the ancient city.

It's just that Middle-Earth is too vast, even with the cultivation base of Si Ming, it will take seven full days to control the sword in the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

"Thanks to you for the junior sister's affairs. Without your help, I would have been exhausted a long time ago." Ning Changjiu stood behind her, holding her shoulders with both hands as a fixation.

After Si Ming lost her hands, she did not deliberately block the wind. Instead, she let the breeze blow her face, blowing her silver hair into a fluttering hair. These silver hair fights covered Ning Changjiu’s cheeks, like a The silk curtain covering his face made it difficult for Ning Changji to see things clearly, and it was quite itchy.

Siming listened to his words and responded indifferently: "I helped Xiaoling and Marry, not you."

Ning Changjiu heard the words and smiled lightly. He sniffed the lingering fragrance of his nose, and said: "Anyway, thank you very much."

Si Ming’s lips curled up, and he smiled and sneered: "What's the use of thanking me? If you are sincerely grateful, why don't you leave me as slave."

Ning Chang thought for a long time, stretched out her hair, looked at her earnestly, and asked: "If I take you away, how would you treat me?"

Si Ming groaned a little, and said seriously: "Then I will let you serve tea and water, be a cow or a horse, put you in a cage to humiliate you, and then brand some parts of you with slave marks. Oh, yes, the fox tail is also essential."

"...If you say a few good things, I may be soft-hearted, so I will solve it for you." Ning Changchang was silent for a moment, and laughed angrily: "Why do I think you don't want to get rid of the slave lines?"

Si Ming sneered: "I just don't bother to lie to you."

Ning Changjiu asked: "You hate me so deeply?"

Siming said: "The priest is flawless. If it were not my wish, anyone who touched me would be a sinner. You are already wicked. One day, I will personally impose the punishment you deserve on you."

Ning Changjiu smiled and asked: "You have long since stepped down, where is such a powerful official?"

Si Ming said contemptuously: "You don't have to use your despicable heart to think of the goddess. When I return to the seat of God, you can just crawl under the stairs."

Ning Changjiu felt the hair brushing on his cheek, and whispered softly: "What if you can't go back?"

Siming proudly said: "Unless the kingdom of God changes hands, it is impossible not to recognize me."

She didn't continue speaking, and there were deeper thoughts buried in her heart-if the kingdom of God is no owner, and Ye Chu is dead at this moment, then as a priest, she can take over everything in the kingdom of God logically.

Five hundred years ago, after the saint was killed by the town, his kingdom of God was inherited by his heavenly monarch.

Although Tianjun inherited the power of the kingdom of God, he was far less powerful than the saints back then, but what? The twelve masters guarded each other in turn, only one per year. No matter how strong the other masters were, it had nothing to do with them. In their own years, they were invincible in the world.

Since there have been precedents, as the surviving priest, why can't she imitate archaism?

Under One God, it is not perfect after all. Only by becoming the Lord of the Kingdom of God, can it be possible to cut away the demon in white clothes who is entangled in dreams like a night.

When Si Ming thinks of this place, in the graceful undulating body, there will be an inextinguishable spark that can boil the sea of ​​consciousness.

She suppressed the sudden thought in her heart, her eyes glowing as usual.

Ning Changjiu didn't think of the ambition of the woman in front of him. He chewed on the phrase "the kingdom of God will not change."

He knew that the shadow of the woman who had tortured Si Ming for hundreds of years was probably the master.

After Master killed the Headless God, did she take over the kingdom of God?

"Why can't the kingdom of God be changed?" Ning Changjiu couldn't help asking.

Siming bluntly said: "All the gods in the world have corresponding stars on the firmament. Only with the approval of the stars can they be accepted by the kingdom. No matter how strong the person who kills the headless **** is, he will definitely not get it. With the recognition of the stars, it is even more impossible to control the kingdom of God."

Ning Changjiu nodded thoughtfully.

Si Ming smiled and said: "What? Are you worried about your future?"

Ning Changjiu shot back: "Since we met, how many times have you beaten me, what do I fear you do?"

Si Ming said calmly: "There is no dynasty in the world that will last forever. The six gods of the early days of the predecessors have also burned the ashes of history, and the saints who once asked the heavens are about to die...under the power of time, they Even so, how can you be confident?"

"What do you mean to me?" Ning Changjiu responded lightly.

"Oh? What's your sophistry?" Si Ming raised her eyebrows lightly, and she turned her head slightly, Yu Guang glanced at Ning Changjiu, her beautiful cheeks against the light, and her lines were bright.

Ning Changjiu looked at her face and said seriously: "Although the dynasty will be extremely prosperous, it has never been forever, but it will always be a hundred years and a thousand years later."

Ning Changjiu's words paused, and smiled: "Now, it is my dynasty. Girl Siming is not in time."

The sunlight passed through the silver hair and landed in Ning Changjiu’s eyes, with bits and pieces of light like runes engraved in the depths of his pupils, exuding dazzling brilliance. With a move in Si Ming’s heart, he slowly turned his head, covering the oncoming The light coming.

She snorted coldly: "If you talk about such shameless words, I will kick you off the sword."

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The white sun straddles the dome, and the color gradually darkens. When it falls to the horizon, it has been painted with a faint orange red. It is falling towards the continuous mountains, as if behind the mountains there is a dark sea for it to rest. .

The rainbow light across the sky gradually became thinner and fell into a mountain road. The birds fluttered and flew into the sunset.

Si Ming collected the virtual sword and walked slowly up the stairs of the mountain road.

The top of their heads is covered by a dense canopy of trees, and the evening sun sifts from the gaps in the leaves, revealing a mottled brick red. These lights blend with Si Ming’s black robe, leaving warmth on Ning Changjiu’s white clothes.的影。 The shadow.

Siming, even with the Five Ways, is always a little tired of controlling the sword for a day, not to mention the virtual sword.

But she didn't say a word, just silently up the steps.

Ning Changjiu looked at her crimson nape in the sun, smiling and caring: "You have been using the sword for a whole day. You should be tired. Let's find an inn for a rest."

"The inn?" Si Ming's cold words revealed disdain: "Ning Dajianxian is so delicate and exquisite, he has cultivated to the peak of the Purple Court realm, but he still lives in a shop like an ordinary person?"

Ning Changjiu walked by her side and slowly said: "If you are tired for a day, what would it be like if I let you sleep and eat?"

Si Ming said coldly: "False feelings."

Ning Changjiu said: "If the lord doesn't want it, it's not impossible for us to find a ruined temple to live in."

Si Ming said: "I don't like temples."

"Why?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming said indifferently: "Most of the gods enshrined in the temple are not worthy of their names, and they rarely respond to prayers and prayers. If I meet, I am afraid I can't help but smash them."

Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly, and asked, "What does the lord do?"

Simming said: "Why do you change your sword at night? Do you want to be lazy?"

Ning Changjiu said: "My realm is compared with you. If Xinghui sees Haoyue, my sword will not be as good as you for half a day, so I don't have to take a good rest this night."

Si Ming snorted coldly, and said: "Brightly praised and secretly depreciated, you are really shameless...shameless."

Ning Changjiu wondered: "What do you mean? How did I demean you?"

Si Ming walked up the steps, and the sunset on the back of her neck gradually faded and turned back to a dazzling white. She did not take off the mask of the demon fox, like a thousand-year-old monster that has crossed the mountains and forests.

She said slowly: "Stars and Haoyue... are they bigger and smaller, don't you know? A mortal is blinded by a leaf, but feels that the moon is like an ice wheel with infinite light, and stars are like dust and sand, trembling to extinction. But this It’s the idea of ​​the frog at the bottom of the well. All the stars we can see are far bigger and brighter than the moon. You flatter me with this. Isn’t it a mockery or what?"

Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly. He looked at Si Ming's eyes under the mask and kindly reminded him: "It doesn't matter whether you are true or not, but for us, the closer the stars are, the stronger they are. , If there are immortals on the moon, I will condemn you after hearing your words."

Si Ming glanced at him, seeming to mock his ignorance: "Where is the immortal on the moon? The moon **** died earlier than the seventh god. The immortal palace has been deserted for thousands of years, and there is no way to the moon. The road. There are at most a few thieves who steal the power of the moon in this world. How can there be real people who inherit the fairy palace?"

"..." Ning Changjiu looked at the confident face as always.

Siming is always like this. She always appears smart and cautious in some things she doesn't understand, but in some secrets she thinks she knows, she shows almost cute arrogance.

He knows that Shizun Ding is related to the moon, and the name Ye Chan Gong almost speaks out her identity.

But if Siming's words are true, the sky on earth has been obscured, and the six gods in the early days have not been able to escape, how did Master get the true inheritance of the moon? Or is she just a thief?

Ning Changjiu knew that he couldn't figure out these things before seeing Ye Chan Palace.

But... he suddenly looked forward to what Si Ming looked like when he saw Master.

The seven-hundred-year nightmare truly fell in front of you. What will she look like when that happens? Can she still hold onto this incredible arrogance? Even, will you become your own Eighth Junior Sister or something...

Ning Changjiu was thinking wildly, and couldn't help laughing.

Siming looked at him puzzledly, and said: "I exposed your stupidity, why are you still smiling, so shameless?"

Ning Chang did not answer for a long time and buried this secret in his heart. He looked at Si Ming and smiled and said: "Miss Si has taught me the truth, but if you go on like this, the city will be sealed."

Si Ming looked at him and said: "Xiaoling is at stake, why are you a senior, so in such a hurry?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It's useless to be anxious. These days, we must not get tired of rushing. We must always adjust our spirits. If we sharpen our swords and chop wood by mistake, if the trip to the City of Ten Thousand Demons goes smoothly, time Not much difference."

Siming Dai frowned lightly and asked: "Are you worried that someone will stop us?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Have this premonition."

"Well, it doesn't matter, since you are so timid and fearful, let's take a rest." Si Ming sighed softly, reluctant to compromise.

The two imperial swords crossed several large mountain villages and towns, and finally saw a remote, not prosperous city.

After entering the city, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming went to eat local specialties. The conversation between the two of them has not stopped since they went out, and they always ridiculed each other with their needle-points to Maimang.

Until the dishes came up, the two of them temporarily relieved their suspicions.

In the hot mist, Si Ming has taken off the mask, her face is still beautiful after changing her face, she looks like a soft and skilled woman, which is very incompatible with her inner temperament.

Ning Changjiu found that he and her had an incredible tacit understanding about eating.

They all happened to dislike each other's favorite dishes, so there was no intrigue between him and Xianger Yuzhou when he ate the eel. The harmony was surprising.

After the meal, Si Ming felt better and showed a long-lost smile.

"These worldly delicacies should be gifts from heaven." Si Ming's words still reveal a condescending attitude.

Ning Changjiu retorted: "This is one of the civilizations that human beings have gradually obtained by digging out ingredients, spices, and cooking techniques since they used flint to make fire. What does it do with you gods?"

Si Ming said with a cold snort: "Everything in the world is a gift from God, and they can't control life or death. Civilization is nothing more than an illusion created by the world itself."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Maybe one day, the priest will change his opinion."

Si Ming thought for a while, and said: "Unless I become a human being. But...that's impossible to come."

She is the most exquisite porcelain in the kingdom of God, symbolizing the mystery and eternity of time.

Si Ming gently wiped her lips with silk, got up slowly, and left the shop.

Ning Changjiu took the money from Lu Jia to marry him to settle the bill.

The night breeze is cool.

"Go on the street?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming looked at the gloomy long street and shook his head slightly: "The night scene here is not as good as the clothes street, so what's so beautiful?"

Ning Changji remembered the fireworks and nodded: "After all, Clothes Street is a prosperous place with smoke and willows, it is really not comparable."

Si Ming said: "You go to find the inn."

Ning Changjiu nodded and took Si Ming to find the inn.

The shopkeeper saw a visitor coming and said with a smile: "The guest officer should come from a big place. It's really a talented woman. I don't know what kind of room the two want?"

Siming frowned slightly when he heard the words Lang Cai Nu's appearance.

Ning Changjiu glanced at Si Ming, and Si Ming responded coldly, as if he was saying what kind of room to choose? Of course the best.

Ning Changjiu smiled at the shopkeeper, and said: "Come to two rooms in Tianzi size."

In the shopkeeper's room, he was dressed plainly, but he was generous and his attitude was a little more correct. Just... two rooms?

"The two... are there conflicts?" the shopkeeper asked in a low voice.

Si Ming took a deep breath, his hands wrapped around his chest, his expression unhappy.

For the sake of the shopkeeper's safety, Ning Changjiu immediately said: "We are not a husband and wife, we are just on the same road. Just come to two rooms."

The shopkeeper nodded suspiciously. He flipped through the account and suddenly [biqugex.me] patted his head, and said distressedly: "I almost forgot, there were big customers in the store today, and they took it. There are a lot of rooms, but there are not many rooms in the store. At this moment... there is only one room left, two of them..."