Beyond the Divine States Chapter 439: : Master and Apprentice

In the unobservable sky, the moon is like a vessel carved from amber, pouring down the liquid light softly.

At night, beside the ridge of rice fields, Si Ming and Lu Jia married on the huge rock, looking at the moon together.

Lu Jiajia sits as usual, the swan's neck is slightly raised, and her black silk hair is scattered on the rock. From the back, she is thin, with the butterfly bones and the soft ridges of her back looming in her hair. .

Si Ming was resting on the thigh of the fairy who looked like a ridge on the side. He was so cozy and lazy like a cat taking a nap. His long light-colored hair was translucent and the moon was like silver.

Lu Jiajia’s fingers slipped through her hair, and the wind around her ears was blowing the fragrance of rice. In the quiet night and the rare peace of mind, Lu Jiajia couldn’t help but recall the past in Luoshu. , Subconsciously shouted: "Senior."

Si Ming’s icy eyes resembled broken round pools of water. The corners of her lips curled up, and she turned her side a little, lying on her back on Lu Jiajia’s soft legs, looking at her cheeks, and said: "Call senior What is it?"

Lu Jiajia has recovered from the middle of the month.

"Who called you." Lu Jiajia whispered, "I'm a big sister..."

Si Ming smiled and said: "Marriage is still the best when the realm is low."

Lu Jiajia poked her eyebrows and snorted coldly: "That's because you were deceived by me. In fact, I have always had a heart to resist."

"Really..." Si Ming answered casually, feeling more and more lovely to marry.

She went to the moon along the way to the jade who was married.

Previously, after Ning Changjiu had finished talking with evil, in order to accurately calculate the aura needed to raise the dark lord, he went to Ten Thousand Demons City, from the Kunlun Tianzhu on Tianzhu Peak to the unobservable.

The City of Ten Thousand Demons is still the same as before, but the demonic energy in the city is obviously lighter.

This is a huge land entrenched in the northeast of Middle-Earth. With mountains as the main body, after crossing the peaks surrounded by Liusha River, it is the Tianzhu Peak Demon Temple.

None of the four demon kings are in the temple.

Before he arrived, Si Ming left the Golden Crow and watched the moonlight in the Demon Temple for a long time.

She will never forget the torrential rain that night, the arrow pierced the sea of ​​clouds, and the moonlight fell across the darkness on her rainy pale cheeks... Now she can look back at everything calmly and comfortably, the past has become the brew of the sea of ​​knowledge liqueur.

"At that time, you lived in Guanzhong for a while, didn't you?" Lu Jiajia seemed to know what she was thinking, and asked with a smile.

Si Ming nodded and said: "Well, we were here to recuperate at the time."

Lu Jiajia asked: "How do you feel about living in a peaceful place like this?"

Si Ming smiled indifferently, and said: "Quietness is often caused by coldness, and it is not as warm as we dreamed of three years."

Lu Jiajia and her whispered and laughed.

The two got up from the rock and went to see the trees they planted.

When living in Guanli, Si Ming may have neglected to practice, but he never neglected to water the tree.

The five trees are lined up in an orderly and neat manner, and they all grow luxuriantly.

Lu Jiajia leaned down, looked at the tree he planted, and smiled: "Unexpectedly, the saplings I planted have grown so big. How long hasn't it been before..."

She spoke, turned her face, and looked at Si Ming, who was looking at the most gratifying tree.

Lu Jiajia asked: "Your tree grows taller than me. Is it eccentric when you water it?"

Si Ming bit his lip and said vaguely: "This is Zhao Xianger's tree, and mine... is this one."

She turned her head away and pointed reluctantly to the shortest tree.

After Lu Jiajia was stunned for a meeting, he let out a chuckle.

The tree with the least watering grows the best... Si Ming also smelled a hint of inspiration in his distress.

She thought about what Zhao Xianger looked like when she was in Guyun City, and couldn't swallow this breath. She had an idea in her distress and began to roll up her sleeves and stare at the sapling.

Lu Jiajia quickly stopped her: "You don't want to pull up the two trees and swap positions, do you? Don't do this and other things."

Si Mingqing said proudly: "How can I have such a low moral character?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Isn't there a way to encourage growth?"

"Snow porcelain, promise sister, don't do stupid things..."

"..."

Along the stairs paved with no moonlight, over the lotus ponds of tall trees and floating water lilies, candles flickering in the inner temple of Taoism.

Under the golden gods and Buddhas of the dome, the white gauze was blowing, Ye Chan Palace was sitting in it, among the whirling light and shadow, the slim figure of the woman swayed on the gauze, this figure was very different from the slender little girl.

Ning Changjiu is not sure whether it is a woman or a girl sitting in the veil.

Ye Changong flicked Lingxu's fingers, wrote the words on the paper, folded it and placed it in the lotus paper boat, letting it float along the candle-lit pool.

The lotus paper boat glided across thousands of white yarns and came to Ning Changjiu's front.

Ning Changjiu put him in his arms.

"In the future, such things don't need to come all the way." Ye Changong's beautiful voice floated softly and flatly: "You pray in your heart, call my name, and I can hear it."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Can I call any one?"

"Yeah." Ye Changong nodded, she constricted her mind and asked: "Have you seen evil?"

These days, she has been looking down on the entire magnificent world without focusing on Ning Changjiu's body.

Ning Changjiu nodded, and said: "I have seen it, the plan to raise the dark master is negotiated and finalized with them."

Ye Chan Palace asked: "Do you have any other questions?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the shadow on the white gauze, and said: "Evil said, he and the dark lord are both prosperous and ruined...Evil poems have revived civilization, and we all have great graces. I need to divide my efforts to protect. Is he?"

Ye Chan Gong's head lightly shook, and said: "Evil cannot be killed directly, otherwise, as early as four thousand years, he would have been divided and eaten by the six gods of the early days."

"Why?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled.

Ye Chan Gong said: "There is a forest on the west side of Guanwai. Most of the trees there were felled during the construction of the house. You will understand when you check it out later."

Ning Changjiu responded.

He asked: "Master recently watched the mountains and rivers from a distance, what do you see?"

Ye Changong closed his eyes and slowly said: "The changes in the law affect the whole body, even if my eyes can sweep across the mountains and rivers, I still feel dizzy. Fortunately, the amendments and plans of the law are not too big. Poor pool."

In the past, the fairy on the cloud would only look at the higher firmament, not the dust, but now, when she looks at the earth earnestly, she realizes that whether it is the fall of leaves, stones, the flow of rivers, things are The operation after the force is different from the real world in the slightest.

She will correct them one by one.

This process is very energy consuming. If Ning Changjiu opened the curtain, he would be able to see Ye Changong's clear eyes, with extremely pale bloodshot eyes.

"Thanks for your hard work, Master." Ning Changjiu said, "By the way, Master holds the authority of destiny. Can you use this as a supplement?"

For example, set a destiny so that you can accurately find all the world's errors and omissions, so as to avoid the pain of searching.

Ye Chan Palace shook his head: "I can't hold the destiny anymore."

Since Ning Changjiu was reborn in this life, his fate is no longer in the control of Ye Chan Palace.

Together with the authority of time is fate. So when she fought against Bai Zang, she used dream power the most.

Ning Changjiu didn't think deeply about this, only that it was caused by the exhaustion of the master.

He looked around the hall and suddenly asked: "Where have the elder sisters and brothers gone?"

Ye Changong explained: "Because the laws I have revised may not be all accurate, I will hand them over to test the uncertainties. At this moment, the five senior brothers are leading them in both the small and the grand in Yunshan behind. To test new laws."

"So that's it." Ning Changjiu smiled: "It seems that there will be five seniors who will be busy in the future."

"Well, you should be more careful." Ye Chan Palace closed his eyes again, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "The kingdom of God for the father should be near the city of Ten Thousand Birds. The kingdom of Vermillion Bird is in the West, but you may not be Enemy, as for the future Netherfigure Kingdom... I’m not sure about its location, but Netherfigure's joy in the mountains should be in a certain wilderness. Even though it cannot be compared with the saints, it is considered the highest among the gods today. The strong, you have to be more careful when you meet."

Ning Changjiu wrote these down and nodded: "I won't ask for it. Hmm...Since Empress Suzaku is not an enemy, what exactly is she asking for?"

"Suzaku...I fought with her back then, and she is not my opponent." Ye Changong fell into the memory, and after that unknown battle, she and Suzaku chose to cooperate and decided to kill the scorpion. Support plan.

Ye Chan Gong continued: "She doesn't love the world or the position of God. What she wants is freedom."

……

Ning Changjiu walked out of the Taoist Temple, the fragrance of water lilies lingering between his sleeves.

The Taoist Temple is silent behind him.

Behind the unobservable towering and unknowable clouds and mountains, there are sometimes colorful flames rising, dyeing the clouds into clouds. I don't know whether this is a success or failure of the experiment. It is pleasing to the eye as a bystander.

He listened to Ye Chan Palace's words and walked to the forest to the west.

He still remembers that when his wooden house leaked rain and snow, he would cut down trees in this forest. He was often overkill and often caused serious waste. He was condemned by the five seniors and then filed a complaint with the senior sister.

He recalled those almost ethereal past events, stepping on fallen leaves and walking into the forest.

The moonlight was filtered thinly by the leaves, the night birds were silent, and the forest seemed empty except for darkness and trees.

He opened his sword eyes and looked at the old tree stumps that had been felled down, and sat down on one of them.

He lowered his head and looked at the new branches and shoots drawn from the side of the stump. There were many small seedlings emerging from the dead leaves nearby. He could see that those small seedlings had grown from the extended roots of the stump.

Ning Changjiu quickly understood what Master meant.

A tree will be felled, but it cannot be killed, because its roots reside deep in the mud, even if it is unable to control its own life or death.

Unless the water source is cut off or it is directly uprooted...

Ordinary trees are still so, and evil is almost all over the world tree of the stars. It is doomed to kill the Dark Lord by killing him.

There is no shortcut on the road to civilized rejuvenation. Killing one person can never save the common people.

Ning Changjiu no longer worries about it.

He abandoned all other distracting thoughts, got up slowly, with firm eyes, and walked towards the other end of the forest.

The moonlight illuminates Dahe Town in the distance.

Ning Changjiu stood outside the forest and smiled when he saw Lu Marry and Si Ming strolling through Tianlong.

He came silently behind Lu Jiajia, knocked her on the head, and disappeared.

Lu Jiajia looked behind him, frowned, and stared at Si Ming immediately. Si Ming did not respond.

The two continued to walk, Ning Changjiu knocked on the head again.

Lu Jiajia couldn't bear it, and asked Si Ming what to do with him.

Si Ming thought she was trying her master sister's airs. There was no one here, and she didn't give face, and reprimanded Lu for the crime of wanting to marry.

After the two laughed at each other, they quarreled as usual.

Ning Changjiu appeared slowly.

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming are not fools, they immediately realized that he was teasing themselves.

"Which juvenile school did you escape from? Do such boring things too!" Lu Jia got annoyed and went to pull his ears.

Si Ming also took the opportunity to suppress Ning Changjiu's arrogance.

The three chased for a while, and finally stopped by the river where the blind fish appeared.

Ning Changjiu stuffed the master's note into a thin sword air, and with a wave of his finger, he sent it to the top list.

After receiving the letter, Evil will send the final result to the ancient Nether Kingdom of the Ancient Lingzong.

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming sat on his left and right sides, shaking their legs tacitly, and gently washing their toes.

After sending the sword book, Ning Changjiu felt more settled.

He looked around and found that Lu Jiajia and Si Ming both looked at him with expectant eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked, "Any questions?"

Their question is also very consistent: "Is the master restored to the original state? Or is it still the little girl?"

"Why do you all care about this?" Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly: "Across the white gauze curtain, where do I know?"

Si Ming said: "After all, you were also Taoists in your previous life, you don't care about this?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Now she is my master."

Lu Jiajia retorted: "I am also your master!"

Ning Changjiu said: "This is different."

"Huh? What's the difference?" Lu Jiajia puts her arms around her chest, but wants to hear what he has said about crooked ways.

Ning Changjiu said with insight: "I am Master's inner disciple. I am an outer disciple who is married to Master. Because I am an outer disciple...so I must marry into the door."

Lu Jiajia frowned, feeling that his words seemed to be somewhat reasonable, but also completely unreasonable.

Si Ming smiled faintly on the side: "What about the named and unnamed disciples?"

Ning Changjiu was speechless for a while.

Lu Jia married: "I know this."

Ning Changjiu cast a questioning look.

Lu Jia married: "I remember that you also accepted a few disciples. You accepted my genius in the mountains of Tianku Peak, and you also accepted a little boy in Linhe City."

"It seems to have something like this..." Ning Changjiu said in deep thought.

"Do you remember their names?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu suddenly realized that he understood the difference between disciple's namelessness.

Disciples...

He suddenly thought of Xiao Li.

According to Master, Senior Sister Si has personally gone to help Xiaoli hone her martial arts, and I don’t know how it is now...

……

By the Luo River, Shao Xiaoli stretched out his hand and rubbed his shoulder, clenching his teeth.

Previously, when she was fighting with Si Li, her left shoulder was hit by the gun body, and she turned directly into the river. Not to mention the pain, the pain and numbness of the entire left shoulder was like a needle stick, and it has continued to this day.

Si Li said guiltily: "Am I getting serious?"

Shao Xiaoli shook his head lightly and said: "No, even though Sister Sister takes the shot, don't be merciful."

Si Li asked: "Is it okay?"

Shao Xiaoli was silent for a moment and said: "Sister, are you disappointed?"

"Disappointed?" Si Li was puzzled.

Shao Xiaoli said: "My previous life was Luoshen, she was very powerful. When you came to find me for a test, there was light in your eyes. I know you were looking forward to it, but now... the senior sister is rather restrained. But even so. , I couldn't escape your shot."

Si Li shook his head and said: "You don't have to think about this. The deity has been reincarnated several times, and it is not easy for a deity to survive so far. How can the sister dislike you?"

Shao Xiaoli tightened her lips, she clasped the sword in her hand, and asked seriously: "How long will it take for me to merge into Luohe at this moment?"

Si Lidao: "Three years and five years."

Shao Xiaoli asked: "How about the power of Jianghai?"

Si Li said sincerely: "It's far away forever."

Shao Xiaoli lowered his head. Si Li thought she was disappointed and wanted to comfort her, but soon, Shao Xiaoli raised her cheek again. She stretched her hand behind her back, rolled up her loose hair and tied it into a refreshing ponytail. She wiped her face off. The muddy water on the surface said: "I can't wait that long, Sister Sister, just take it, I can hold it!"

Si Li looked at her uncertainly.

Shao Xiaoli saw that she didn't move, so she rushed forward in a short stride.

The sword light flashed past, approaching Si Li's front door.

With a ding sound, the tip of the lightning-like sword was slashed by a narrow knife.

The sparks aroused, and the blade deviated slightly. In the collision of iron and fire, it was difficult for Si Li to control the severity of her movements. She drew her gun from behind her waist again and swept towards Shao Xiaoli.

Even if he had expected it, Shao Xiaoli was hit in the arm and slid diagonally along the wet river.

She stood up with her sword propped up.

During the lonely years in Duanjiecheng, she was the king of Duanjiecheng and killed countless blue dragons, but she found that once she was with Ning Chang for a long time, she would rely on her in her heart, and the sword in her hand was also It's not so hard and sharp...

She must give up this idea of ​​relying.

Shao Xiaoli's petite body rose again, and between the flying mud and rocks, the snow-white shadow of her skirt flashed by, cutting out from the mud and stabbing towards Si Li.

Si Li's pupils were shining, she stared at Shao Xiaoli's figure, picked her spear again, and smashed her out like just now.

Shao Xiaoli's figure flew upside down, but did not fall to the ground. She stepped on the void, her body turned dexterously, and she relieved her surplus.

Between leaps, she caught a glimpse of the dazzling starry sky.

She suddenly remembered that she was alone when she killed the Devil God Three Thousand.

Does loneliness bring power?

Shao Xiaoli is puzzled, but he involuntarily throws himself into a state of solitude and forgetfulness.

She pounced on Si Li again.

The scene after it appeared many times.

Shao Xiaoli's tiger-and-leopard attacks failed to break through the distance of one shot from Si Li. The spear moved extremely fast and always stopped her outside an invisible line.

Once even, Shao Xiaoli wanted to fight hard, and was accidentally hit in the chest. His throat was sweet and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Si Li couldn't bear it, and even thought of withdrawing his gun several times.

"I can see clearly."

At a certain moment, after landing, Shao Xiaoli whispered to herself.

The girl pulled up and got up again. After leaping into the air, she swung her sword extremely sharply. Then, almost her whole body turned along with this move, and fell towards Si Li in a whirlwind.

Si Li puts out his gun to stop him, just like that.

Shao Xiaoli did not rely on spiritual knowledge to detect the trajectory of the gun. Because it was too late, she relied on the experience of repeated failures to predict the direction of the gun and twisted her body in advance.

Si Li said softly.

The shot that should have been hit, slipped through Shao Xiaoli's waist dangerously.

And the girl's sword was dancing and slashing.

It's another metal sound.

Shao Xiaoli successfully broke through the distance of a shot, but was stopped by another short sword on top of Si Li's head.

Si Li nodded approvingly, then flipped his palm and pushed Shao Xiaoli back to the original place again.

Shao Xiaoli was breathing non-stop. She recalled the sword made just now, and she had a new understanding in her heart.

"Not bad." Si Li kicked the gun and kicked it back into the weapon box. She nodded and said: "The sword finally smelled of Luoshen."

Shao Xiaoli asked: "Have you seen Luoshen?"

Si Lidao: "I saw it back then, but because the ancient immortals are all allies, they didn't fight each other. Actually..."

After hesitating, Si Li said: "In fact, just before, I really wanted to teach you a lesson."

Shao Xiaoli frowned and said: "Why?"

Si Li said seriously: "Because in the past, you and Master had some feasts. Although it is a past, I still want to speak out for Master."

Shao Xiaoli nodded slightly. What she said about the festival was that Luoshen seduced him when teaching Yi and broke his marriage contract with Heng'e.

Shao Xiaoli is no longer cut off with Luoshen. She twisted her wrist and said: "It's okay, Sister Sister, please enlighten me."

Si Lique said: "No, I think I am wrong. Master asked me to teach you martial arts. I shouldn't let personal emotions be mixed in."

Shao Xiaoli looked at the fourth sister blaming herself, and didn't know what to say.

Si Li raised his head with sharp eyes, and said: "Later, I will no longer use spears and swords. I will use the weapons you are most familiar with back then, so that you can find a way to find the magical powers that you used to sit in Luohe."

The weapon I am most familiar with...

Sword or knife?

Shao Xiaoli can't remember clearly, she no longer thinks too much, watching Si Li earnestly, and said: "Sister Lao, anyway!"

Next, Shao Xiaoli was surprised to find that the heroic Fourth Senior Sister had directly untied her large weapon box, and then, in Xiaoli's extremely surprised eyes, Si Li was actually in front of her and directly dismantled it. He lifted the belt around his waist.

I have to say that this fourth sister is also a full-fledged beauty. She has a smart and slender figure, and her strong outfit also outlines the tightness of the waist and legs.

Shao Xiaoli later realized...Isn’t the best weapon in my previous life that tempted with color? This is too shy... Besides, there is no need to teach, right?

Um...what exactly does Master want to do? ! This is revenge against Xiaoli...

Shao Xiaoli's heart is surging with turbulent waves.

Si Li has already taken off the belt around his waist, held it in his hand, shaking gently, and shook his whistling sound.

"What's wrong with Junior Sister Li? Is it uncomfortable?" Si Li asked, looking at her flushed cheeks.

Shao Xiaoli discovered that it was not a belt at all, but a whip tied to his waist.

The long whip is holding, like a pitch-black snake.

"No, it's okay." Shao Xiaoli settled down. She stared at the whip, and suddenly understood why she fell in love with Sister Si Ming so much.

Si Li couldn't believe it: "I rarely use this on weekdays, so I am not familiar with it."

Shao Xiaoli no longer believed her self-effacement, she nodded, indicating that she was ready.

Si Li gave a hum.

The shadow of her holding the whip disappeared in place. Shao Xiaoli didn't react, and felt the strong wind swept, and the black whip was like a black waterfall, rushing towards her face.