Beyond the Divine States Chapter 386: : The figure in the sunset
Lu Jiajia covered her lips, and in a slight loss of consciousness, Si Ming had already come to the window with a teacup. Just shined from there.
Lu Jiajia is still digesting her previous words, the arrival of the tengu swallowing the moon, the master’s plan, or the other gods and the obscure and indescribable dark masters... the game between all parties is still surging under the water. She couldn't fully understand the undercurrent of her.
"Any questions?" Si Ming asked.
"A lot." Lu Jiajia was a little confused. She stared at the teacup for a while, and said: "What does ‘break, break’ mean?"
Siming explained: "For example, you and Ning Changjiu, you did not have obvious fetters in your previous life. You met and fell in love in Nanzhou. This bond cannot be cut off. But on the day the Golden Crow Kingdom was completed, Ning Changjiu could take advantage of the situation. And for, I will connect you to the kingdom of God and seal your position and cut off this cause and effect from the root. But you can’t connect all the people involved in the kingdom of God, right? Don’t say whether they want it or not, ordinary people can’t bear God at all. The glory of the country."
Lu Jiajia understood a little bit, but immediately shook his head: "However, the dust is so complicated, how can it be really cut off?"
"You don't have to cut it all down, just reduce the fetters as much as possible. The fewer the fetters, the purer the divine body will be." Siming said, looking at the sun involuntarily.
After Lu Jiama meditated for a while, his thinking jumped to another place and asked: "Since the Dark Lord is related to the stars, can you directly destroy the stars?"
Si Ming smiled, she looked at the sky, and said helplessly: "We can't leave this world at all."
Lu Jia married: "Is there no way for Master to leave? Isn't it just on the moon?"
Si Ming sighed: "Unobservable, like the Kingdom of God, it is also a projection of the power of stars. It is a simulated moon, not a real moon. I am afraid that only the master can reach the real moon, but it destroys a star. It takes a lot of effort, and the master does not have the authority to "collapse"... What's more, when the stars are destroyed, only the kingdom of God is disappeared, not the Lord. If the Lord falls out of the kingdom of God, the power will be greatly reduced, but it is definitely not. Weaker than the enemy of today's Juggernaut."
"That's it..." Lu Jiajia sighed, thinking that their real enemy is the Dark Lord. Even if all the Divine Lords are eliminated, it will essentially have no effect on the ending.
Si Ming walked back slowly from the window, sat down on his knees, pouring tea leisurely, and his long hair gradually turned into a sad white.
Lu Jiajia said in a low voice: "If a cultivator only cultivates a high level and fails to achieve a low level, it may be the happiest one."
Si Ming nodded and said: "The world is divided, even if the same ascetics, the joy and fear are different. Five hundred years ago, the monks at the top were willing to follow the saints, most of them It’s the fear of death, it’s for the real freedom. Those gifted young people are willing to follow, and many are for the help of the top ascetics. Going to a higher place may not be true. But most of them, The choice is to stay away from the battlefield and be alone. There are not many who really want to die for the people of the world..."
Siming spent a month with the master, and her mood has changed a lot. She faintly said: "The power of the world and the earth is just an illusion of the connection of interests. After the death of the saint, the tree fell and scattered... "
Lu Jiajiazhang first lightly said, "Because in the eyes of ordinary ascetics, the coming of the dark sun is very far away, and most of them can choose to live their lives safely without the immediate oppression. The unity created is just hypocritical, right?"
"Yeah." Si Ming smiled softly, "But the dark sun will always come and all spirits will be killed. Since we have chosen to stand on Master’s side at this moment, we are destined to walk. It’s a road that is contrary to most monks. This road is not only lonely, but may also be regarded as the devil who really messes up the world and is cast aside by others. You have to be prepared."
Lu Jiajia looked at Si Ming's face like frost and snow, those icy eyes were no longer pure cold, but more like a lake surrounded by frost.
"Sister Xueci, you are so serious all of a sudden, I'm not used to it." Lu Jiajia said with a smile.
Si Ming frowned, "You mean I used to be very rude?"
Lu Jiajia said innocently: "You said it yourself."
"Shocked."
Si Ming wanted to fight, Lu Jiajia sat dignifiedly, not evasive, only smiling at her, Si Ming pursed his lips, remembering the slave pattern, and hovering in the air for a while, and after a while, he was frustrated. Then he closed his hand, poured a cup of tea for Lu Jiajia, smiled and handed it.
The two sneered at each other for a while, dispelling the previously slightly solemn atmosphere.
"Then what will Xiaoling do after I leave?" Lu Jiajia asked again.
Si Ming said: "Don't worry, Xiaoling I will find a way to take care of him. Now Xiaoling has inherited Mingjun's inheritance, and the foundation is not stable. It would be a good thing if he can close the kingdom of God to recuperate."
Lu Jiajia roughly understands Si Ming's plan.
Lu Jiajia nodded earnestly, but he was still not sure whether four months would be too late.
"Okay." Si Ming got up again and said, "It shouldn't be too late. Make preparations today, and you can leave for Nanzhou tomorrow."
"Let's leave tonight." Lu married the marriage without any delay.
"Alright. Just be careful on the road..." Si Ming said in deep thought, "Be careful especially with the disciples of Jian Pavilion."
"Jiange disciple..." Lu Jiajia nodded lightly. According to Si Ming, they are likely to be scattered all over Middle-earth now, waiting for the return of the sword master.
Si Ming said: "Jiangaku disciple Zhou Zhenyue's injury is very serious and it is difficult to recover in a short time. The third and fourth are not very effective. Don't worry too much. You have to be careful of Liu Junzhuo."
Lu Jiajia and Liu Junzhuo are also acquaintances.
If it is possible, she is unwilling to be an enemy of the second Mr. Jiange.
Lu Jiajia hesitated for a while, and his eyes were firm again: "Understood, if I meet, I will never be lucky."
Si Ming smiled comfortedly and said: "Don't forget what I want you to bring."
Lu Jiajia touched her lips subconsciously, and smiled freely as her eyes flowed: "Well, definitely."
"It is not allowed to fake the public for personal gain."
"Hey, got it..."
"..."
The two chatted easily for a while.
During this period of time, Yan Fu Guo came to the surface with many doubts, Bai Zang Zhen was detained, the kingdom of God changed hands, and all parties fought earth-shaking. The battle between the priest Tianjun and his unobservable disciples in the world has also turned many mountains into plains, hewed wasteland into valleys, and caused countless unusual heavy rains in the sea.
For the people of the world, it seems that the heavens pity the suffering. The shelter of the Baizang year has obviously passed, but the day of evil spirits has not come. This year's Godless Moon seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and the four wilds were quiet and peaceful.
It was late in the evening, the setting sun was silently dizzy and bloody, and the sky was dyed with red light.
The three thousand worlds of the West are hidden there.
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Zhao Xianger stood upstairs in Qiong, looking at cranes and birds fluttering in the cloud, with red skirts on the ground, hanging gold and jade, with a tall and graceful figure, and the appearance of the gods of the Golden Crow God Kingdom more and more. The closer it is.
Zhao Xianger has never left the Three Thousand Worlds of the West for a long time since he rescued Ning from the hands of the Sword Saint in Guyun City.
She is like a canary, trapped in the cage of Three Thousand Worlds, it is difficult to get out easily.
Zhao Xianger could clearly perceive that after Jiuyu left her body, although she lost the authority and power of the ‘world’, she felt more and more true to herself.
In the perception of self, Zhao Xianger has awakened many other abilities.
That can help her avoid everything
The authority to attack is the product of self-exploration.
Another equally important one is the control of Three Thousand Worlds.
One year ago, she was picked up by the Suzaku maid, and it was more like a guest staying in a fairy inn.
But now, she can truly feel that she is the master of Three Thousand Worlds, and even...Three Thousand Worlds is some of her own nihilistic organ, and she can control it at will like fiddle with her fingers.
At the beginning, she was able to reach Guyun City within half a day, relying on such a fairy means. It's just this ability, she can only use it once in a long time.
She used to think that the Three Thousand Worlds was created by Suzaku, but now she is more and more suspicious that this is something that belongs to her...After all, Xihe was so boring back then that it was possible to make any strange things.
Thinking of Xihe, Zhao Xianger can't help but feel a little angry. Unfortunately, time is gone. If she can swim against the current, she must be the first to beat her past self, until she becomes a qualified sun. So far the goddess.
Zhao Xianger leaned on a railing and looked into the distance, staring in a dream for a long time, sorting out what happened today.
She roughly guessed the master's plan, and Bai Zang's fate also surprised her. If she did not expect her, she is now sitting in the Bai Zang Divine Kingdom, and it should be the damned one who guarantees the safe operation of the Divine Kingdom. Luo Shushuling, Qiu Yue.
Although she couldn't see what happened in the Kingdom of Baizang, she could roughly guess it.
The year of Bai Zang has passed, and not only has Bai Zang not returned, the projection on the throne has disappeared, and the kingdom of God has no owner and is at stake. At the same time, the priest Tianjun returned to the country one after another and walked towards the hall following a vision. Qiu Yue looked at the empty hall, and the greed in her heart finally aroused courage. She stood in the hall with the heart of heaven. Tremblingly sat on the throne.
She became the new leader of the Baizang Kingdom after experiencing pain.
She may have made a great wish that after twelve years, she will marry Ning Changjiu and kill them all. When Ning Changjiu broke her plan in the core of Luoshu, Qiu Yue still bears her grudge.
When Zhao Xiang'er was thinking about his thoughts, red light gradually shone from behind.
This is the sunset.
West is the closest to the sunset, and the three thousand worlds are bathed in the desolate sunset.
Zhao Xianger looked at the magnificent mountains, seas and land, and finally turned his gaze to the south.
"If your destiny has not been made up yet, then this must be the end." Zhao Xianger seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly smiled: "I want to come..."
She said that, she knew he would come.
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Like Zhao Xianger, there are many people who look out to the south.
Liu Xiwan stood on the ship in the Sea of No Luck, and when she looked towards the south, the setting sun rose on her right hand.
It was obviously about to fall, but it did not lose its sharpness, and it still exuded a dazzling light. The girl seemed to be angry too. She opened her eyes and let the sunlight penetrate, refracting ten thousand points of sword light in the sword's eyes.
Liu Xiwan still cut her messy short hair.
The summer is sultry, she no longer wears a big cloak, but wears a capable tight-fitting black coat. This outfit is eye-catching, but her temperament is cold and no one dares to approach. Those who want to come close to the famous family are also caught by her. The sword aura that radiated randomly was shocked a few steps away.
The boat drove smoothly, and before the sunset, Liu Xiwan walked down the steps and entered a remote room.
Zhou Zhenyue's cough sounded in the room.
When Liu Xiwan entered the house, Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyes and took a look, and said: "It is better to go out less in the future. Our trip is secretive and not easy to sway."
Liu Xiwan replied, took the sword off the wall, pulled out an inch, and looked at it repeatedly for a while.
Liu Junzhuo walked out from behind the curtain. She changed into the black and white sword dress and wore a plain Tsing Yi. She has a beautiful face and a long body. The simple Tsing Yi makes her look like a woman who seeks the truth in the clouds. crown.
"Senior Sister." Liu Xiwan bowed.
She is much closer to the second elder sister than to the elder sister.
Liu Junzhuo apologized slightly: "Xiwan, you have been in the sword pavilion for less than a year, and the glory of the sword pavilion has not been enjoyed much. You follow me to suffer everywhere. Sister...I am very guilty."
"Senior Sister, don't say such things." Liu Xiwan smiled and said: "My life is saved by Sister Sister, besides, the life now is a hundred times better than what I had before."
"One hundred times?" Liu Junzhuo was a little surprised.
She knew that Liu Xiwan had followed Ning Chang for a long time.
Liu Junzhuo thought about the boy in white and asked: "Could it be that Ning Changjiu often abused you in the past?"
"Uh..." Liu Xiwan was taken aback, she found that the senior sister was frowning, looking at her figure under her black clothes, obviously wanting to be crooked, she quickly corrected: "Where is the matter, he... Dare to abuse me? I'm still a big girl."
Liu Xiwan felt that the more she talked about it, the stranger she became, and she corrected it again: "Sister, don't think too much anyway!"
Liu Junzhuo is even more puzzled: "Then what do you mean by a hundred times?"
Liu Xiwan forcibly explained: "Yes, it's boring... The days I lived in the past were boring. I stayed next to my senior sister, just, uh... a lot of thrilling!"
"Oh." Liu Junzhuo thoughtfully, "Ning Changjiu is a boring person?"
"Um...Is it." Liu Xiwan wanted to perfuse her.
Liu Junzhuo asked again: "Then if one day, if you want to draw a sword against him, can you do it?"
"You have asked several times..." Liu Xiwan turned her back, looked at the sword on the wall, scratching her hair, as if looking for a certain one, she said sincerely: "Of course it can be done, I respect and love Sister Sister Yes, I choose how to choose the sister..."
"Good."
Liu Junzhuo saw Liu Xiwan straightening her short hair and talking, and knew she was lying.
This is what she often does when she lies.
Liu Junzhuo did not ask.
The interception of Tianhu Peak seemed to be still yesterday, Ning Changjiu's arrows, Sally's sword, and the smoke and dust rising from the ruins of bones, these scenes always make her heart palpitations.
A year ago, she was still an extremely proud woman. She was full of absolute confidence in both the identity of the second disciple of the sword pavilion and the sword in her hand.
It’s just that everything has been quietly changed since traveling to the top list.
About Tianbang, Liu Xiwan has mentioned it many times, and every time she mentions it, she blames herself. Liu Junzhuo doesn't blame her, because everything after that is on his own account...
Betting against Lu Jiama, she lost the sword and the crown. In the interception of Tianhu Peak, she almost lost her dignity and life.
Sword repairs in the world, those who climb to the top of the road, rarely go smoothly. Is this the test of the Dao?
Liu Junzhuo often asks himself.
In the series of failures, although she was frustrated a lot, she did not lose her pride.
In the room inside the building, Liu Junzhuo thought quietly, Zhou Zhenyue's coughing sounded from time to time, and Liu Xiwan picked up the sword and meditated warmly. Inside the room, she was the only one who looked at the reddish window paper and looked confused.
The window paper faded red, and the darkness looked like another kind of light, quickly filling the room.
In Liu Junzhuo's heart, a sense of lightness of willow leaves fell suddenly appeared. She gathered her mind and grasped this sense of lightness.
She suddenly understood that all the things she had lost before were nothing but foreign objects, but their loss brought more precious treasures... She found that the bottleneck that she had stagnated for a hundred years, suddenly loosened, the bottleneck Behind, a ray of light penetrated in, making her feel dazzling.
Yes, she only loses foreign objects. As long as she is still there, there is the possibility of subverting the gambling game one day!
If you lose ten taels, you will bet twenty taels. If you lose twenty taels, you will bet forty taels... As long as you can win the next round, all previous failures will be overturned.
Liu Junzhuo fell into the gambler's solidified thinking, but his mind was burning.
In the early morning of the next day, the boat docked.
It was not clear yet, and the three sisters walked out of the boat one after another. They made simple changes and dressed up like ordinary heroines, which did not attract much attention.
"Where are we going on this trip? Did Master give me specific instructions?" Liu Xiwan asked.
Zhou Zhenyue shook her head and said: "In the secret order that Master left behind, only the south is mentioned."
"Southern..." Liu Xiwan thought for a while, and said: "I'm quite familiar there, so it's my hometown."
Liu Xiwan thought about Yu Jian Tianzong, and seemed to be thinking about it, and then she saw it. With a feeling in her heart, Liu Xiwan suddenly raised her head and looked forward.
In the weak starry sky, a meteor struck past.
That is Jianguang.
Although they were far apart, the wind blew a sword intent, and Liu Xiwan found a sense of familiarity in this sword intent.
Lu married? !
Liu Xiwan was startled.
Is it Lu Jiajia who used the sword to cross the sea before?
Is there such a coincidence in the world?
She was standing madly, but she heard Zhou Zhenyue say: "Second sister, what are you doing in a daze?"
"Ah..."
Liu Junzhuo is also looking at the direction of the sword light.
The sword light was diluted by the morning light coming from behind, and it has dissipated.
She regained her consciousness.
She also recognized the sword light.
That is Lu Jiajia's sword.
She guessed something, her eyelids drooped, she didn't exchange eyes with Liu Xiwan, nor said any extra words, she just walked down calmly and stepped on the land of Nanzhou.
The gambler's thoughts of last night have not dissipated in her heart. At this moment, she stepped onto the shore, and the morning sun rose on her left, shining through the world.
She gave birth to a feeling of destiny.
If Nanzhou is the last gambling game, then she is already standing on it at the moment.
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In this day and night, different people have different minds, some have firmed their convictions, some have made ambitions, and for Shao Xiaoli, this is an extraordinary day.
Day and night alternate, Ning Changjiu is still sleeping.
She also lay down beside him, lying quietly. She didn't wear Lu Jiajia's clothes anymore. She always felt like a blow after wearing it for a long time.
She bent down and lay down on her side, perhaps because of her thin clothes, her figure was surprisingly tall, and her simple wooden hall was also brightly illuminated by her face.
The wind bell rang lightly and came in finely.
That is the wind chime that Shao Xiaoli hangs. She thinks that if the boss wakes up and can hear the bell, she will be happy, right?
Together with the wind bell ringing, there is also a noisy noise outside.
Something seems to have happened in the stockade.
Shao Xiaoli immediately got up, set up a circle around Ning Changjiu, adjusted his makeup, and walked out.
There are many people around the village.
"Who are you? How dare you be disrespectful to our God of Light?"
"The **** of light has magical power, but I don't want you to care about it. I advise you to be more acquainted with this girl!"
Everyone yelled and glared.
"Well... how could the God of Light be arrested? Are the people outside so powerful?" Someone whispered.
"Don't talk nonsense, the God of Light is so powerful...it must be leading us out, and it takes too much mana before we are caught by mistake."
"That's right."
"..."
Shao Xiaoli came over.
Everyone whispered, "Your Majesty," and it was a lot quieter.
Shao Xiaoli came to the newly built stockade and saw a heroic woman in red. The woman in red was well-dressed, carrying a sheath, the sheath was empty, the sword was in his hand, and there was a chubby woman hanging on it. One-legged red bird.
It is the Blood Feather King.
When Xueyu Jun was captured, he was going to be put down, but he knew Lu Jiajia and Ning Changjiu one by one, and helped him save his life.
But it's impossible to release the bird without proof, so under the excuse of Mr. Xueyu, the woman in red came here carrying it.
In order to maintain his image, Mr. Xueyu didn't keep begging for mercy anymore. He remained silent and looked neither humble nor overbearing.
"Unexpectedly, there is actually a house here. Didn't Nanzhou have a seal? When was it lifted? Where did you come from?"
The woman in red looked at the scene in front of her, surprised.
Xueyujun whispered: "Look... I didn't lie to you. Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiamarry are my old acquaintances... We used to often learn martial arts."
Shao Xiaoli came to the outside of the stockade.
Hongyi met Hongyi, but the woman with the sword back was overwhelmed by the limelight. She was amazed by the appearance of the girl in front of her, and she didn't even question for a while.
Shao Xiaoli took the lead: "My name is Shao Xiaoli, and I camped here with my people. This chicken... is indeed raised by us. I somehow offend you."
The woman in red returned to her senses and said: "My name is Xue Xunxue, one of the four peak masters of Tianzong Yujian."
Shao Xiaoli felt a little relieved when he heard the four words "Yujian Tianzong".
The boss had practiced in Yujian Tianzong before, and there should be a lot of good people in it.
Shao Xiaoli saluted: "I have met seniors."
Xue Xunxue saw that she was not only born beautifully, but also very courteous, which was quite different from the cottage owner she imagined. She had a better impression, and her attitude had softened. She explained: "This red-headed chicken was making trouble outside, gathered a group of friends, friends, and called a demon king, and even engaged in the Nanzhou Demon Friendship Association with nearby monsters. During the Wushen month, the four peaks came out of the sword to protect all directions. When it was secretly planning, my disciple took it back. Only one of it escaped. The disciple wrote to me. I immediately took out the sword and took it back soon. Caught."
Mr. Xueyu has no self-confidence and wants to find a hole to go in.
It regrets eating too much before...
After the others left the city, most of their mana increased by leaps and bounds, except that it remained motionless and stayed in a long-lived state.
In the past, it had always thought that Broken World City restricted itself, until now it finally recognized the reality.
Shao Xiaoli looked at Mr. Xueyu, his gaze was electric, and said: "What the **** is going on?"
Mr. Xueyu whispered: "I'm just gathering with old friends...Don't say killing people, just a tree hasn't been cut down. Your Majesty wants to save me..."
Shao Xiaoli sighed, and was about to help Mr. Xueyu, but saw another man's voice coming from behind.
The voice sounded quite lively.
"Fengfeng Master Xue, you really are here, looking for you for a long time... Hey, the Southern Wilderness is very dangerous, don't come often if you are fine, eh? What's the matter with these houses, won't they be Feng Master Xue's private house? Build a house in the Southern Wilderness. You are building a ghost house... As long as you agree to the marriage, I promise to help you keep the earth-shattering secret!"
Xue Xunxue's originally friendly face sank suddenly.
She didn't look back, and said coldly: "Lu Yuanbai, get out of here!"