Beyond the Divine States Chapter 334: : I don’t know if I am a guest in my dream

How do I... have such a dream?

Zhao Xianger opened her eyes. She raised her left hand slightly, picked up a strand of hair on her right, and gently pinched the flap of her lips, her thin and curled lips opened slightly, and she squeezed the hair between her lips. Holding the sword of the red umbrella, she slowly supported her body, the wind knife blowing in front pressed against her skirt, her cold cheeks were sickly white, but her expression was as cold as frost.

Previously, she dreamed that she had come to a Taoist temple. The buildings behind her and the mountains were undulating darkly. In front of her, there was a scene of moonlight like water, and a round of ice shadows, like a perfect circle, hung in the sky. Within easy reach.

She followed her mind and walked out of the view.

She vaguely felt that there was someone behind her, but she didn't look back.

She looked at the moon, took out the sword, and subconsciously told her that this was the day of ascension. Because in the dream, her consciousness was chaotic and she was not suspicious, so she obeyed her mind, flew up with the sword, and ran towards the bright moon. Go, she looked at the moon, vaguely felt that someone in the moon was talking to herself, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Then she woke up.

What a simple and weird dream... Zhao Xiang'er's tight heartstrings gradually loosened, her lips fluttered, and the blue silk fell back from her crimson lips, revealing tiny white porcelain teeth, her long eyelashes trembling lightly, and the girl's eyes Gradually open.

It should be that the trial was too tired, so I just fell asleep by the sword.

She didn't slept long, and immediately cheered up. She stared at the burning fire in the sky and the sword-like bones under her feet, sighed and pulled out the sword, and walked forward along the path of bones in the fire.

The injury on her body was not healed, and the blood dripped down the red dress and dripped on the ground, embellishing the bones all over the floor with red.

This trial lasts for a month.

In a month, she will kill all the demons and ghosts in this trial ground, cut them into the abyss of fire and burn them to bones, otherwise, this trial will have to end in failure.

The blood on the umbrella sword gradually dripped away, exposing the smooth surface of the rapier.

Ahead, in the center of an open fire field, a giant fossilized egg shook. With the arrival of Zhao Xianger, the fossilized egg broke apart, and one was full of bone spurs. The chest cavity, wings, and crown were all The big bone-bone bird that was burning with flames flew out from it, with one side of its wing cut off.

As soon as it soared up, the world around it began to vibrate, and countless flames twisted and flew towards it. Between the broken wings of the big white bird, a strong arm grew out, and the flames were flying in. Its palm was condensed to the blade, it held the knife, opened its long beak, and screamed at Zhao Xianger.

Around the fire field, the space condenses into a wall, and only the five realms can be broken. Zhao Xianger stepped into it, and there was no way to go back.

Her fingers are flying, and the slender sword is like a fire butterfly jumping on the tip of the finger.

She forgot the bizarre dream she had just now, she held the red umbrella with her backhand and threw it out, spinning at the big bird. At the same time, she held the sword with both hands, and the figure leaped up after a lunge. The brilliance that slashed the sky and the sea bloomed on the blade, Zhao Xianger gave a clear call and smashed down at the giant white bird.

The giant bird swung its knife and blocked it. Its wings swirled in the fire, its long open beak and sharp teeth criss-crossed, angrily screaming to tear the soul of the offender.

The fire of battle traverses the sky like a huge boat.

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Ning Changjiu and Si Ming stopped near the demon city on the top of the mountain. The walls there are painted with ‘white bones’. The white bones are ground with animal bones and mixed with precious ink made from the blood of the ancient gods. The painted objects will not fade for thousands of years.

"This is just a business bird. In the beginning, a tyrant appeared in the Shang country, and folk evil disasters were frequent. This bird took advantage of the chaos and used people as food. Later, when the old Taoist descended on the demon, the business bird was chopped off. The bird was missing, and later it got an ancient **** ape bone, which was attached to itself with its arm." Si Ming said, looking at the bird on the white bone painting.

"Shang Que..." Ning Changjiu nodded lightly, and glanced across the long mountain road portraits. The portraits were full of strange-shaped birds. Their looks were ferocious and hideous, and they all looked like evil monsters. bird.

Si Ming made a simple interpretation of some of the famous birds.

At the end of the mountain road at both ends, the picture flickers, those dark and terrifying birds are gone. At the end of one side, there is an extremely long feather feather, covered in dense armor, and a golden-flaming roc bird, on the other side. At the end is a peacock with an emerald green crown and a rosy feather weaving. The peacock screen is wide open, and the feathers between the screens are peerless swords.

The two torii watched the demon bird below condescendingly, with a cold expression.

"This is the Golden Winged Roc and the Peacock King." Si Ming said lightly: "It is said that all the demon birds from ancient times were swallowed by the Golden Winged Roc and the Peacock King, and these two divine birds were swallowed by the Golden Winged Roc and the Peacock King. In between, there was another battle that shocked the world. The outcome is unknown. Years later, the Golden Winged Roc reappeared, but the Peacock King was still missing."

"Golden-winged Roc..." Ning Changjiu repeated it in a low voice, and asked: "The legendary bird that feeds on dragons?"

"Yeah." Si Ming nodded and said: "The Golden Winged Roc is very powerful. It is said that it and the Peacock King are both the birds that got the power of the wild river when the dragon bird Nirvana became the Suzaku."

"So that's it." Ning Changjiu nodded, and then asked: "What about the three-legged Golden Crow? How does the Golden Crow compare to it?"

"Heh." Si Ming sneered, and said, "Do you still need me to say this? You take it out by yourself and compare it with the portrait. Don't you judge if you are superior?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm asking about it... at its peak."

"The Golden Crow was powerful at its peak, otherwise it would not be possible to almost occupy the sun, although it is not the real sun." Si Ming's gaze was faint, and he smiled: "Oh, brilliance is a thing of the past. God Sparrow, how can it be like this in your hands? Or is it... is it innately compatible with you?"

Ning Changjiu narrowed his eyes, looked at her with a smile, and said: "If it doesn't fit together, it's up to the priest to say it. Do you want to try it tonight?"

Siming’s smile suddenly disappeared, she took off the demon fox mask and put it on her face, turning the topic off, and said coldly: "The gate is in front of you, keep the rules, don’t always get into trouble!"

The two crossed the white bones of the Dapeng and the peacock, and walked to the top of the Lion Camel Mountain. There are no decent houses on the Lion Camel Mountain. There are countless cave houses on the mountain. Those cave houses are crowded on the peak, and they look dark. , Like a coal den, in the cave, from time to time, monsters in animal skins walk in and out with weapons.

"Who is the one who is here, report your name!" Two monsters with weapons surrounded them, their halberds staggered, blocking their way.

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm here to find monsters."

"Looking for a demon? Looking for a fairy?" The little demon looked at the mask on the face of the black-robed woman and said, "There is no fox demon here!"

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm here to find your king."

"The King?" The two monsters holding weapons looked at each other, laughing, and said: "Dreaming! How can you see the King when you meet?"

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"My lord, this...this guest is here to find you, but little discourages him, so he has to lead the way." The little fairy said in a solemn way.

A white elephant demon sat in the cave mansion with a burly figure, surrounded by weapons. Those weapons were not swords, axes, etc., they were heavy and blunt weapons. The White Elephant Demon is the great demon at the peak of the Purple Garden Realm. It has guarded the Lion Tuo Mountain for many years and has not seen any visiting guests for a long time.

It looked at Ning Changjiu for a moment, and then looked at the black-robed woman, like an enemy.

"Understood, you can withdraw first." The white elephant demon shook his nose at the little fairy.

After the little fairy left, the white elephant demon stood up and looked at them, and said, "The two came from a long way, I don't know what you can do?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "We are admirers of the saint, and want to know the deeds of the saint."

The white elephant demon's expression became much more kind at once, and said: "So that's it, I'm supposed to be looking for trouble. Two powerful Taoists and admiration of saints can be regarded as friends of my demon race. It’s just that today’s time is rushed, and there is no time to host a banquet."

"Don't bother." Ning Changjiu smiled kindly, and said: "I have long heard that the liontuoshan white elephant's mana is powerful and majestic, and it is extraordinary at first sight today."

"Absurd praise." The white elephant led them to sit down, looked at the woman wearing the fox demon mask, and asked: "This is..."

Si Ming said lightly: "I am his master."

The White Elephant Demon didn't doubt it, because it felt a breath far more than Zi Ting in the opponent's body, which is why he treated the uninvited guest so courteously.

Ning Changjiu reluctantly temporarily took over the status of this servant.

The white elephant said demonly: "When the saint was born, I was still a young man. The Taoism is far worse than now. I am really ashamed of the name of the Demon King..."

Speaking, it recalled some of the past, but the white elephant was not yet refined. It was one of the war machines in the battle with the ancient gods. It ran rampant in the army and disrupted the opponent's arrangement. Array. It was considered a colossal elephant that has experienced many battles, and it has achieved a great reputation, but it is far from being able to see the saint deity, and the level is still far behind, so it just told some stories on the sidelines.

Ning Changjiu listened quietly. He didn't care much about what Bai Xiang said, he just smiled and nodded in agreement. When he asked questions about the saints, they were mostly close, so that he could easily ask what he wanted to know about the secrets of the Ten Thousand Demons City. Otherwise, he would use force to ask questions. Not only would it appear abrupt, but it might also cause trouble.

The white elephant demon finished talking about the saint he knew. Ning Changchang said several thanks, and then casually asked: "In my opinion, the double-sided paintings of the big peng and peacock on the mountain road are vivid and moving. , I don’t know what it means?"

The white elephant demon thought for a while, and explained: "The Golden Winged Roc is my third brother. When it was at its weakest, it was saved by me and the Qingshi brother. But the third brother’s method is far between me and On top of Brother."

Ning Changjiu asked: "What about the peacock?"

The white elephant said demon: "The peacock is the lifelong enemy of the third brother. Although the peacock is nowhere to be seen after the fierce war, the third brother has a deep sympathy for it, and not only painted a bone painting, I also made a peacock statue on the mountain."

"That's it." Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said: "Thank you Demon King for answering questions, oh, yes..."

Ning Changjiu said, took out the lottery from his sleeve, handed it to the white elephant demon, and said, "On my way here, I met a little fortune-telling monkey at the foot of the mountain and asked for the lottery. , But because the eye sockets are shallow, I don’t understand, I hope the Demon King can help me solve my doubts."

The white elephant demon took the slender signature and frowned: "These magic sticks have been caught in one stroke, and they can't be finished. You don't need to take this kind of thing seriously."

Speaking, it looked at the two lines on the signature, and its trunk wrinkled.

"Longevity without borders asks for the white deer, and asks Yuchan for immortality? Bailu...longevity without borders..."

The white elephant demon suddenly laughed and said: "This sign is crooked."

"How do you say?" Ning Changjiu asked immediately.

The white elephant demon said: "There is a white deer demon on Bhiqiu Peak, and I have been acquainted with each other. It has been asking for a longevity all day long, and it has complied with this signature."

"Bhiqiu Peak?" Ning Changjiu asked, "How did the White Deer King seek a longevity?"

The white elephant said: "There is a sacred tree under the peak of Bhikkhu. The sacred tree is almost dead, but it will still bear a sacred fruit every few months. I got the power of longevity. The two asked what this is going to do?"

The white elephant demon became vigilant.

Ning Changjiu folded his hands and smiled and said: "We are just visiting the Ten Thousand Demon City, thinking that if this city is robbed someday, we can also record the demon king's deeds here, organize it into a book, and spread it in the world."

Si Ming on the side made a faint reconciliation.

The white elephant demon suddenly realized, and said: "That's how it is, that's how it is."

The two chatted for a while, very speculative. When Ning Changjiu talked with it about some demon reincarnation, he asked: "I heard that there is a prestigious ghost king here. I have long admired it. , I don’t know which peak I live in."

The white elephant demon asked in doubt: "Where is the ghost emperor from Ten Thousand Demon City?"

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The two came down from the Lion Camel Mountain and walked the mountain road again.

"After asking for so long, I haven't asked any results." Si Ming's voice complained slightly.

Ning Changjiu said: "This is also expected. Alas, anyway, I know the location of the white deer."

"Oh, do you really believe in this signature?" Si Ming smiled: "So sick and rushed to the doctor?"

Ning Changjiu pressed the sign with his finger and said: "I am just a little in awe of the fixed number in the dark."

Si Ming didn't say a word about this, but just said: "According to the map drawn on the map, Bhiqiu Peak is still not a short distance from here, so you don't have to go straight for a bad sign."

"Well, the original route was fine-tuned. We searched the peaks one by one. From here on, Wuji, Chachi, Zhu Zi, daughter and then Bhikkhu." Ning Changjiu said.

Si Ming smiled and said: "I think you mainly want to go to Daughter Mountain, right?"

Ning Changjiu also smiled: "The appearance of Miss Si who claimed to be the master before is really majestic."

"What...what do you want to do?" Under the mask of the fox demon, there was fear in the vigilant eyes of Si Ming.

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On the lion's hump, the white elephant demon came to the eye of the wall. It stretched out its hand and pulled out the wood that was stuffing the eye. Not long after, a cardinal tweeted and rushed over.

The white elephant demon stretched out his hand and stuffed a small roll of paper into the oriole's beak. It said a demon saying: "Give the white deer a birthday star."

The oriole was ordered and fluttered away.

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Ning Changjiu and Si Ming searched peak after peak according to the original route.

At Wuji Peak, Ning Changjiu saw a green-haired lion, but it didn't recognize the bell, and it didn't have nine heads. But when Ning Changjiu asked if there were nine lions, the green-haired lion was shocked and asked with a cold voice: "Why are you looking for the Nine Spirit Yuansheng Master?"

Ning Changjiu explained the old thing about the bell, and the green-haired lion calmed down a bit, saying: "Master has already been in the sky...well, in the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Demons City, I don’t say it’s outsiders like you, even I didn’t go in. The qualification of this bell is not an important thing to look at, so don’t go to the forbidden place because of this."

Ning Changjiu nodded, he put away the bell, remembering the name of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and then went to the next mountain with Si Ming.

Chechi Peak is three convergent peaks. The peaks are carved into the appearance of three demon heads. They are the three demon kings of tiger, deer, and sheep. They all claim to be national teachers. When they work together, they have five realms. Strength, each holds a share of power on weekdays and guards the three mountains separately.

Ning Changjiu did not waste time to visit one by one. He only let Si Ming check it out to see if there were any traces of Mingjun authority on the peak. Si Ming couldn't sense it, and the two went to the next mountain. .

The demon king of Zhu Zishan is a golden hairy 犼 that walks like a horse, has scales, and can breathe golden flames in his mouth.

On this mountain, there are half and half of the demons, and the living environment is much better than the previous peaks. At this time, the twilight was shrouded, the mountain peak was immersed in the setting sun, and the statue of Golden Retriever seemed to be lit, reflecting the radiant light.

Si Ming glanced at the Demon King Statue, then condescendingly, looked around the entire demon city, and said: "Let’s live here tonight."

Ning Changjiu nodded in agreement.

The two looked for an inn opened by humans to live in. This inn was much more spacious and bright, with all the furnishings available.

Si Ming stretched out lazily and said: "The legendary city of Ten Thousand Demons is similar to the cultivation sect of the human race. Both are built on peaks and gather the essence of the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon. It is just the object of cultivation. People have changed into demons."

Ning Changjiu looked at her figure bathing in sunset, and said: "Now this Zhu Zifeng is even more brilliant."

Si Ming gave a chuckle, turned his head, squinted at him, and said, "Although what you said is a fact, your flattery makes people really unhappy."

Ning Changjiu said: "Then what are you laughing at?"

Si Ming's lips were immediately smoothed, and she flicked her sleeves and closed the window. The sunlight turned into grids and reflected on her face.

"Stop talking nonsense." Si Ming said quietly, walked to the side of the stage, and said: "Comb my hair for me."

Ning Chang did not refuse for a long time, and took the wooden comb that Si Ming handed him, and combed her vertical ankle hair finely.

After combing his hair, Ning Changjiu was a little thirsty. He took a fruit from the fruit plate and peeled it off. When he was about to eat it, Si Ming snatched it and took a bite.

"Why are you grabbing everything." Ning Changjiu was very angry.

Si Ming bit the sweet fruit and said: "Didn't you say that I am a robber? What did the robbers push?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Why don't I fight for the people tonight?"

Si Ming had already bit the fruit and walked to the bed, took out the red thread and pulled it, dividing the bed into half of the territory.

Ning Changjiu looked at the curve of Si Ming bent over to pick up the quilt, silently averted his eyes, condoned her robbery behavior, and silently took another new fruit and peeled it. He cursed weakly, "I wish you Have a good dream tonight."

"According to your auspicious words." Si Ming said lightly, not caring.

Ning Changjiu's words came to pass. Tonight Si Ming did have a strange and good dream. This dream seemed to be a continuation of the last nightmare.

She saw the back in the moon again.

Si Ming was hesitating whether to use the sword to cut the heart demon, but saw that the back figure turned around first, shaking off the thousands of sword shadows.

On the long river formed by moonlight, there seems to be a heavy snowfall.

Every snowflake is the meaning of a sword.

Si Ming slowly raised his head, looking at the majestic snow, his expression shocked.

She recognized these sword intents—this is her own sword!

But some details seem to be different.

She stared at these details closely, looked carefully, the brilliance in her eyes changed, marveling at the mystery of the sword.

She originally thought that her skills were already outstanding, and this set of her original swordsmanship was as perfect as hers, even the most picky kendo masters of all ages could not pick up any problems.

But... in her dream tonight, she saw something almost miraculous.

"It's so beautiful..." Si Ming said sincerely.

She was immersed in this heavy snow, letting the snow fall on her shoulders, soaking in the cold, just motionless, admiring the snow.

What a miracle... She watched it for a long time, and then shedding tears gradually.

After a long time, the snow finally stopped, and she was drowned in snow and became a snowman.

It was only midnight when Si Ming woke up.

She sat up from the bed and recalled the previous dream...Such dreams were too real...Strong emotions surged in her heart. She remembered those sword moves and found that this was not the dream. An illusion, but a real, absolutely perfect thing...

This...what the **** is going on? !

Siming was ecstatic, but also feared.

The one who can perfect the sword move to this point is definitely the existence of the Lord of the Kingdom of Gods. Could it be that... could it be said that Bai Zangtuo dreamed of using me as a pawn?

No, it's not right!

Si Ming lowered his head, thinking about the shadow of the Qingsi Baishang. That woman asked for a dream...not to mention it! I and her are clearly unshakable enemies!

Si Ming's eyes lit up and he thought of another possibility-this is his own perception!

Maybe these years, I have long been aware of the flaws of sword moves in my subconscious, and it is only today that I finally merged into perfection and realized it through dreams! That being the case...Siming's heart is even hotter, if that's the case, doesn't it just show that he has the potential to become the Lord of the Kingdom of God!

Is this the real guide for fate? Am I... finally breaking through my bottleneck?

Si Ming became sober all at once, and the scorching emotion ran through her limbs, making it difficult for her to sleep again.

"What's the matter?" Ning Changjiu hadn't fallen asleep, and looked at the suddenly awakened woman and asked.

However, Si Ming's eyes changed when he looked at him, and his smile was shallow, but he was full of confidence and pride. Generally speaking, this kind of look is only available when Si Ming threatens to retaliate against himself in the future.

Ning Changjiu was confused.

I saw Si Ming get up and put on his clothes, walked slowly to the ground, walked gracefully, and said quietly: "You go to bed first, I will repair the sword for a while, and I won't disturb you."

"Don't be too tired." Ning Changjiu said with concern, and then he became sleepy and fell asleep slowly.

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In Three Thousand Worlds, Zhao Xianger pulled out his umbrella sword from the back of the bone merchant sparrow. With the umbrella sword pulled out, the flame of this huge bone bird went out, the bones collapsed and turned into The ashes were scattered on the ground, swallowed by the sword in its hand.

The walls formed by the surrounding air shattered.

"It's really hard to kill..."

Zhao Xianger shook a sigh of relief. Her red dress was swaying lonely, holding the sword, her head hanging down, her chest rising and falling, she knelt down slowly, watching the shadow of her cheek on the blade of the sword, letting go. And frailty flooded into the body.

She was not in a hurry to go to the next demon's place, but crossed her delicate legs, clasped the hilt in both hands, put her forehead on the back of her hand, and rested for a while.

Unconsciously, she too fell asleep.

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(Thanks to the book friend and actor _ Jue Da reward the rudder master! Thank you book friend for your support~ Meme Da)