Beyond the Divine States Chapter 341: : Can’t watch the sound of reading books

The light between the tree gaps is glowing with a faint, soft light-like emerald color, the sun illuminates the Taoist temple, and the distant roots of the wall sometimes hear the sound of slamming, and the velvety dandelion seeds are accompanied by the breeze. Blow up and brush the tips of their hair.

The boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the white skirt leaned back, hiding in the shade of the trees and reading.

The sky seems to have been washed by a shower, and flocculent clouds are spread in pieces. The ridges of the Taoist temple are spread with gentle arcs in the distance, and the blue tiles are neatly laid.

Ning Changjiu felt this beauty. He occasionally lifted his head slightly from the sea of ​​books and looked at the sunlight outside the shade of the trees.

The sun has never been brighter.

Zhao Xianger also raised her head slightly, the girl Gu Jing's face looked at the sun, and the Lingxiu face softened.

The continuous rain in the imperial city was still yesterday, and the shining light in the Taoist temple felt unreal.

Under the big tree, the flow of time has also slowed down.

The dappled light slowly moved to the leaves, spinning around on their clothes. The dream has not yet passed.

Ning Changjiu said softly: "Sister Xianger."

"Huh?" Zhao Xiang'er raised his jaw slightly.

Ning Changjiu turned his head and saw a face shining with spring light.

"Is it boring to read books here all the time?" Ning Changjiu asked suddenly.

Zhao Xianger shook his head and hit him on the head with a ponytail to show punishment, and said seriously: "These classics are only unexplainable. If you just want to accompany me to read the book and deal with it in a perfunctory manner, you will surely live like years. You don’t have to do this either."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Why do you feel boring? I also love this book. I also love people who love this book."

Zhao Xianger is already immune to his set. She gently closed the book and said: "You and I are not the same book."

Ning Changjiu thought, of course not, mine is a heavenly book, and yours is a heavenly book without words... Hey, although it is a dream, but with red sleeves, you should not ask for anything else.

I just hope that such a dream can last longer.

Ning Changjiu asked curiously: "Sister Xianger, do you like this place?"

Zhao Xianger's eyes were long, and said: "Here is the cloud and moon above, and the mountains below, the scenery is pleasant, and I feel at ease."

Ning Changjiu asked: "How about your Zhao Guo?"

"My Zhao Country?" Zhao Xianger was unhappy.

Ning Changjiu was a little startled, and immediately changed his words: "I'm asking my natal family."

Zhao Xianger gently shook her head, and found that she still overestimated Ning Changjiu's moral character-it turned out to be undecent since childhood!

"Of course, Zhao Guo is also very good. I grew up there. The sisters and sisters in the palace treat me very well. By the way, there is a big banyan tree in the palace, which is about the same size as this tree. I used to be very I like climbing trees." Zhao Xianger recalled.

Ning Changjiu's heart moved and said: "I don't believe it very much."

Zhao Xianger asked: "Don't believe what?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I don't believe you little girl with thin arms and legs can climb trees."

"Thin arms and thin legs?" Zhao Xianger's lips curled up, her eyes narrowed with some cunning colors, like a new moon, she smiled: "You haven't been beaten up."

Ning Changjiu said: "There is a tree beside us, you try?"

Where can Zhao Xianger admit defeat? She threw the scroll in her hand into Ning Changjiu's arms and said, "Help me read the book, I will open your eyes."

"Junior sister, don't worry." Ning Changjiu took the book and said with a smile.

Zhao Xianger rolled up the sleeves of the Taoist robe, revealing her white and tender lotus root arms. She did not use a single bit of spiritual power, and leaped gently, clinging to the trunk in a familiar way. Her figure on the trunk is not crawling. , But used to run, like a clever kitten.

Zhao Xianger came to the first branch that could stand on in a few jumps.

She squatted down on the branch, leaning on the trunk, looking down, looking at Ning Changjiu provocatively, and said: "How? What can I say?"

Ning Changjiu stared at her with a look of admiration: "Xiang Er... really opened my eyes."

"Eye-opening?" Zhao Xianger's expression changed slightly. She realized that something was wrong, and immediately reached out and pressed her white skirt. The girl suddenly raised her head, her snow-white cheeks glowing with glow, and even more angry. , "Ning! Long! Long!"

It turns out that I lied to climb the tree to peek below...find death!

Zhao Xianger twisted his wrist, her eyes narrowed like a rapier.

Ning Changjiu secretly said something bad. He used to see this look when he was in Linhe City. At that time, he was beaten and obedient by Xiang'er, and he was shocked by the majesty of the Empress for a long time.

Ning Changlong wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Zhao Xianger dexterously jumped down from the tree, rushed behind him in a short stride, and threw him onto the soft grass.

In the dream, Ning Chang could not feel the flow of spiritual power for a long time. His fight with Zhao Xianger was no different from the village boy's decisive battle against the wheat field. The two held each other on the lawn, fighting each other, fists to the flesh, which was quite enjoyable. Sex.

In the end, the lion-like Xianger is even better.

She and Ning Changjiu had the upper hand after a scrambled with each other. She pinched his waist with her legs and pressed him under her body. She clamped his arms, cool and cold. Staring at him coldly, said: "What are you looking at below? Do you want to dig out your eyeballs?"

Ning Changjiu sophistry said: "You want to climb, you want to be prestigious, I didn't force you...ah!"

Zhao Xianger squeezed his ears and said: "What did you say?"

"No...nothing!" Ning Changjiu's skills are not as good as others, so he had to beg for mercy: "Girl Xianger, please forgive me."

"Are you worthy of being spared?" Zhao Xianger didn't let go.

Ning Changjiu said: "If you hurt me, it will not be easy for Master to go out to see you."

Zhao Xianger remembered his merciful appearance in the real world, gritted his teeth, grabbed the books scattered nearby, rolled it up, and slapped him on the head severely, saying: "You are a temperament that has never changed. I To kill you today is to share your worries for Master."

Ning Changjiu looked at the young and immature teeth in front of him, with an annoyed face, and felt that he should shake up his husband, and said: "I think your little girl's family is only for you. Don't know what is good or bad, and force me to take action. !"

Zhao Xiang'er is not afraid, she doesn't know how many catties he has when he is sixteen years old, huh, even one hundred is not enough to beat him with one hand!

"I think you are tired of living!" Zhao Xianger rolled up his sleeves.

Suddenly the spring breeze started, and the dandelions were blowing delicately in the wind. The grass and flowers on the meadow were bent. Under the bright light, their clothes were stained with many fragments of flowers and grass, still smelling of fragrance.

The two who had originally agreed to study seriously, just rolled around on the blanket-like grass.

After a faint melee, Ning Changjiu was completely defeated and surrendered to Zhao Xianger.

Zhao Xianger’s ponytail was also loose in the entanglement, and the dark and slender hair fell off and stuck to her tender cheeks. The girl finally found her place and let out a bad breath. She found out, and Ning Changjiu couldn't argue with reason, he still had to use force!

Ning Chang lay on the grass for a long time, feeling the lethality of the girl's tight legs. While he was willing to bow down to the wind, he had no choice but to comfort himself, not ashamed of losing to his wife.

Well...not to mention the reason of the dream. It may be that he subconsciously thinks that Xiang'er is better than himself, but if he comes to another three-year appointment, he has a lot of confidence to beat Xiang'er well. Called her husband for mercy.

Zhao Xianger was in a good mood. She looked at Ning Changjiu’s delicate face and resisted the desire to pinch. Her hands were wrapped around her chest, and between the tender sandal mouths, she began to teach with an old-fashioned manner: "From now on Don’t move your mind or mind anymore, study hard, and listen to this senior sister obediently. Do you understand?"

Ning Changjiu quietly endured and agreed.

The two fought fiercely and reconciled quickly.

Zhao Xianger is holding the scroll, sitting by the lotus pond, looking at the book, she has bare feet, dangling slender white legs, washing the pond with duckweed shadows, and under the soft skirt , Ripples waved from the toes that were not stained with slender dust, and on the small toes, the sun shone, and the thin jade armor gave a mother-of-pearl-like luster.

Ning Changjiu tiptoed over to her.

Zhao Xianger's gaze stopped reading, she raised her head slightly, and said: "What do you want to do? You don't remember to hit it?"

When the voice fell, she felt something falling on her head. Zhao Xianger was startled, touched her hand, and then leaned forward, looking at herself reflected in the pond, only her head was on her. , There is a beautifully woven, tightly woven wreath.

Zhao Xianger said quietly: "Huh, send me a wreath? Is this wishing me to die sooner."

Ning Changjiu said: "This is a grass circle, flowers are not easy to weave."

"The little flowers and grasses are growing well, and they are torn down by your wicked people, without any mercy!" Zhao Xianger condemned.

Ning Changjiu said sincerely: "It is a violent thing to bring on my head, but on Dai Xianger's head is the crown of Her Royal Highness."

Zhao Xianger's expression moved slightly, she bit her lip and kept admonishing herself not to be fooled by rhetoric.

She looked cold and said: "I don't have a courtier like you who doesn't like to read. You have been dismissed!"

Ning Changjiu said innocently: "His Royal Highness is so cruel."

Zhao Xianger proudly said: "This is Qingjun's side!"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Xiang'er, when you first came to watch the show, I will take you around and have a look."

"Did you deliberately want to disturb my study?" Zhao Xianger said angrily.

Ning Changjiu said: "It's just another place to study."

Speaking, he grabbed Zhao Xiang'er's wrist, Zhao Xiang'er struggled lightly and was pulled up by him.

"Wait, I haven't put on shoes yet." Zhao Xianger wears a corolla and long hair, half-pushing and half-situating with him to visit this Taoist temple that she will have to look at carefully in the future.

It was noon, and the sun was at its head, shining down along the central axis of the Taoist temple.

Ning Changjiu led Zhao Xianger from the shrine where the master was retreating and walked out.

"This is the Shenli Temple. The temple enshrines three Taoist masters and a **** who masters the calendar. There are magical tools for calculating the time on the wall. It is said that it is not bad." Ning Changjiu took her to come. The first hall.

At this moment, there are only two of them in the Taoist temple. There is no incense in the temple, which is very quiet.

Zhao Xianger looked around, nodded gently, and said: "Well... these gods are very face-to-face."

Ning Changjiu pointed to the precision instrument on the wall and said: "When was Xiang'er born? It is said that this time counting device can arrange birth dates and calculate destiny."

Zhao Xianger wondered: "Born? Where did I remember this when I was born?"

"..." Ning Changjiu didn't know how to refute.

"This is the Law Ling Pavilion, the master... is the place where a master is in charge."

Ning Changjiu almost missed the master sister. There is no master sister in the Taoist temple at this moment. If he speaks, he may cause confusion between dreams and reality and wake up directly.

They came to the next room.

"The style here is too serious, I don't like it." Zhao Xianger said straightforwardly.

Ning Changjiu took her around in Lawling Pavilion. The things placed in the meantime look precious, but there is not much appreciation value.

Ning Changjiu took Zhao Xianger to the Yuntai and looked down with her from above.

"There is..." Zhao Xianger asked, covering the light with one hand and pointing at the town under the Taoist temple.

Ning Changjiu explained: "There is Dahe Town, where there are many craftsmen, each with superb skills and ingenious workmanship, we can go and have a look together in our free time."

"Dahe Town?" Zhao Xianger said: "Where is the river?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Dahe Town does not necessarily have a river."

Zhao Xianger said: "Yes, Ning Changjiu may not be long."

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly and said: "Zhao Xianger may not be..."

Zhao Xiang'er laughed childishly: "Not necessarily what?"

Ning Changjiu also smiled: "It's nothing, Xiang'er is as famous as his name."

"Deng the prodigal son!" Zhao Xianger reached out to pull his ears.

Ning Changjiu avoided her deftly and grabbed her hand.

"Hmm...you let go!" Zhao Xianger grabbed his wrist.

Ning Changjiu said: "I will take Xianger to find a good place to read."

"No need to look for it! The place without you [Xbooktxt www.xbooktxt.info] is a good place to go!" Zhao Xianger always felt that he was delaying his study.

The two were arguing all the way, and Ning Changjiu took her to the Lotus Book Garden.

As soon as they entered the book pavilion, the two of them saw the word "quiet" in the pavilion.

Zhao Xianger looked at the word ‘quiet’ and appreciated it for a while. Generally speaking, there will be such words in the book pavilion to remind everyone to study quietly, but it is the first time I have seen you with such a dragon and phoenix.

However, the books in the pavilion are so dazzling that it is hard to see the bottom at a glance.

Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger wandered around, going around in the bookshelf. Zhao Xianger grabbed a book in his hand, flipped through it in his hand, and saw that the handwriting in the book is clear and organized, although I don’t understand it well. , But it should be a serious book.

Well, this dream is thoughtful, even the details of the book are so well done.

Zhao Xianger couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I like it here."

The two wandered around in the sea of ​​books, their eyes flicked over the name on the spine of the book, and finally returned to the not-quiet character ‘Jing’. Zhao Xianger expressed his love for this book pavilion.

Ning Changjiu said: "After that, we can come here often to study."

Zhao Xianger looked at the bookshelves and said: "I am afraid that the books here will not be finished in a lifetime."

Ning Changjiu thought of the fifth brother, and said with a chuckle: "Not necessarily."

Zhao Xianger said: "This Taoist temple is huge, but it is cold."

Ning Changjiu said: "Maybe this is made for us."

Zhao Xianger thoughtfully.

The two came to the center of the book pavilion. There is a pond in the center of the book pavilion. There are countless golden lotuses in the pond. The spring water on the top slowly gushes out, watering each golden lotus, shining brightly.

"Every lotus here is a book." Ning Changjiu said.

"What's written on it?" Zhao Xiang'er touched her finger lightly, the lotus seemed a little shy, and the petals closed slightly.

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm afraid I have to ask Master."

Zhao Xianger didn't ask, they walked out of the book pavilion together and returned to the bright sunlight.

The two walked down the steps.

Below is the release pond.

"This is my favorite place." Ning Changjiu pointed to the release pond and said.

Zhao Xianger leaned against the railing, his eyes wandered along with the fish in the pool, and said: "Just watching the fish?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "We can go to the field river in Dahe Town to catch some fish, come here to release the animals, we can save a lot of merit."

Zhao Xianger said: "Where does the water in this release pond flow?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It flows to the field river in Dahe Town."

"..." Zhao Xianger was silent for a moment, and said: "Can the Bodhisattva recognize these merits you have accumulated?"

"The Bodhisattva has already recognized it." Ning Changjiu said.

"How did you recognize it?" Zhao Xianger asked.

Ning Changjiu looked at him and smiled softly: "If I don't have these merits, how can I meet Xianger? Could it be that the previous lives saved the world?"

When Zhao Xianger heard this, Shui Lingling's eyes blinked, she leaned against the railing, her eyes nowhere to rest.

"You don't want to be affectionate anymore." Zhao Xianger said weakly, crossing the bridge, and walking towards the front alone.

Ning Changjiu followed gently.

The former convenience is unobservable.

Zhao Xianger stopped.

Ning Changjiu looked at her snow-white back and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Not going ahead." Zhao Xianger said.

"Why?" Ning Changjiu asked, raising his head, and he saw a gravel path between this place and the steps.

Zhao Xiang'er's delicate and tender feet are still bare, and her white ankles are dazzling in the sun.

"It's not convenient for Xiang'er to go, I'll just hold you over." Ning Changjiu said.

Zhao Xianger's eyes trembled lightly.

She was held by Ning Changjiu in the autumn rain during the three-year agreement, and she ran wild in the rain for a long time. This is an unforgettable memory of her life.

But now that she has a clear mind, she is still very ashamed.

"Hold you, don't beat you up!" Zhao Xianger pushed him away and said: "It's getting late, go back to study, don't delay."

Ning Changjiu also nodded lightly.

There are countless mysteries in this scripture, so it's better to understand it as soon as possible. Now he is in the City of Ten Thousand Demons. Although he is protected by his life, a woman is not as strong as himself.

Ning Changjiu touched her sleeves and walked gently back to the grass outside the unobservable temple.

Zhao Xianger sits on the lawn, wearing a wreath of grass and leaning against the tree, like an elf girl walking out of the forest.

Ning Changjiu sat down beside her and read a book together.

Time became slow again.

The two looked up at the book, and their eyebrows met. After half a year apart, the love in their hearts grew in their dreams. The two men faced each other, tacitly, and involuntarily started doing other things on the lawn.

"How about this? It's the first time for me to do this..."

"Um...not very comfortable, don't move, let me get used to it for a while."

"Maybe the posture is not very good, let's change it."

"Change...what kind of posture? Don't, it's so shameful."

"Just get used to it..."

On the lawn, the two are discussing the posture of reading together.

I saw Ning Changjiu stretched his legs, Zhao Xianger's head was lightly under his lap, Zhao Xianger moved his neck, grabbed the book and tried it, saying: "This posture is good, in the future You are my pillow, we read books like this!"

Ning Changjiu said: "You always pillow me for reading. I suffer a lot. When will you give me a pillow?"

"It's your honor! What's more, don't think about where the girl's legs can be casually pillowed." Zhao Xianger dismissed.

Ning Changjiu said: "When I can beat you, I think you dare not be so arrogant."

Zhao Xianger said: "Then you are going to be bullied by me for a lifetime."

"Okay, for a lifetime." Ning Changjiu said softly.

Zhao Xianger covered her reddish cheeks with a book. She pursed her thin lips and said dullly: "Shut up~IndoMTL.com~ After the two of them had almost lost time, they finally started to read carefully. Started the book.

In the midst of being out of sight, Ye Changong sighed slightly, hesitating whether to separate them, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have time to read this book...How will they face the catastrophe afterwards?

"Hey, it looks like someone has to look after you." Ye Changong muttered to himself softly.

……

Ten Thousand Demons City, Bhiqiu Peak.

Si Ming sat by the window, and it was drizzling outside. She sighed and finally stopped practicing.

"Why are you laughing?" Si Ming looked at the bed.

On the gums, the corners of Ning Changjiu's mouth were slightly raised in his sleep, and he smiled from time to time, as if he was immersed in dreams.

Si Ming walked to the bed, knelt on the bed gently, and the cat approached Ning Changjiu.

In the dim room, Si Ming narrowed his eyes and stared at the sleeping boy.

Ning Changjiu showed no signs of being sober.

Siming looked at him sleeping peacefully, and became tired.

"Huh, it's like you're dreaming." Si Ming was dissatisfied with Ning Changjiu's night dream.

She lay down beside him, set several high-level prohibitions outside the wing, and then slowly fell asleep.

Not long after, Ning Changjiu woke up.

The last picture in the dream is that he and Xiang'er read a book together, seeing the spirit sea dry up, and then fell asleep under a big tree full of snow-white flowers. They were lying on the grass, Zhao Xiang'er holding the book, Ning She pillowed her soft legs for a long time, and the fragrance of broken grass and flowers lingered on the tip of her nose.

He gradually opened his eyes and saw Gu Jing's beautiful sleeping face.

Ning Changjiu didn't wake up the first sleeper Si Ming, but pulled up the quilt even more.

He recalled his previous dreams, and looked at the face in front of him quietly, Dao's heart was very peaceful.

In the three thousand worlds at this moment, Zhao Xianger also woke up leisurely. She stood up with her sword, pressed her lips, smiled softly for a while, then held the sword and walked to the depths of the flame. The air condenses into walls.

……

Middle Earth.

Liu Junzhuo is still on the way to Ancient Lingzong.

Lu Jia married in the Jiuyou Hall. She went to sleep late every night. She looked at the flowers falling in the night outside the window, slowly raised her head in the dim light, and saw the moon in the sky.

Seeing the moon and thinking about people.

Lu Jia married Xue Chang with hair, a slender figure, quietly beautiful in the quiet night.

She stared at the moon, getting tired.

Lu's marriage should only be a result of day-day practice and night-time thinking.

She walked back to the bed.

Xiaoling is crouching on the pillow, her closed fox eyes look like two lines, looking really cute.

Lu Jiajia went to sleep gently.