Beyond the Divine States Chapter 440: : Mirror

If it is the fighting of ordinary martial artists, it is at most just a whip like electricity, and it will strike vigorously, wrapped in shadows.

But when Si Li's figure moved, what Shao Xiaoli felt was a long dark river, falling towards him with a majestic posture.

The big river is approaching, and Shao Xiaoli has nowhere to hide, so he can only stab him with a sword.

The long whip touched the sword, and a flexible force removed the edge of the sword, but cleverly wrapped it up, and the sharp sword was suddenly wrapped into an impermeable club.

The fourth elder sister held the whip and pulled it arrogantly. Shao Xiaoli was pulled forward and the sword was taken away.

She wanted to regain control of her with aura, the pitch-black whip quickly swung down, and slammed it firmly on her body. Even if Shao Xiaoli used his arm to block it, she could still feel the acupuncture points all over her body. Being penetrated by energy, it was shocked.

The long whip will go away when it touches it, and it will fall again.

Shao Xiaoli used the escape method to quickly retreat, but even if he escaped into the void, the tip of the long whip could still come over the air like a viper chasing, pulling her out of the void.

The figures of the two were moving at high speed on the Luohe. Their fighting movements were not large, and they didn't use the power of the five realms. Otherwise, the Luohe might be turned upside down.

Shao Xiaoli really felt that she was made of water. The whip only touched a little bit, but the remaining power spread across her body like a ripple, causing her whole body to be like a drum being beaten, and like boiling water, she was a little more dynamic. Strength, the bones of the body will have a sense of being cut, and it is miserable.

While the girl was still dodge hard, the figure of the four senior sisters had appeared beside her indifferently.

Shao Xiaoli took root under her feet, stopped suddenly, and wanted to stagger with her, but Si Li seemed to be able to see what she was thinking clearly. When Shao Xiaoli stopped, the fourth sister twisted her body with a pair of whip legs. Smashed her waist.

Shao Xiaoli avoided it, slipped out again, knelt on the ground, coughing constantly.

Si Li appeared in front of her holding a whip.

Her series of actions are not only fluent and flowing, but also have pleasing and violent beauty. Shao Xiaoli feels the beauty of the sharp and violent moves in addition to the pain in her body.

Si Li threw the captured sword back to her.

Shao Xiaoli took the sword, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said: "Senior Sister...so strong."

Si Lique said: "Your Taoist principles are good, but the years of cultivation are too short. After all, you are vain. After you have a solid foundation, you should be able to see my moves clearly."

The pain in Shao Xiaoli's body broke out one after another. She hissed her teeth and slowly straightened up, holding the sword firmly, the texture of the hilt of the sword was too tightly attached to the skin of the palm, and it almost leaked in.

"Is it the same when the four senior sisters and senior sisters learned weapons before?" Shao Xiaoli asked.

Si Li recalled: "Not at all. The gap between Grand Sister and me was far greater than I and you now. I tried my best and I was no match for Senior Sister's finger."

Shao Xiaoli curiously asked: "What about now?"

Si Li shook his head and said: "Senior Sister is unpredictable, where do I know?"

Shao Xiaoli asked: "Have you never competed with the elder sister again?"

Si Li said seriously: "Since I have become a martial arts weapon, my senior sister will not do anything with me, but will convince people with virtue."

Shao Xiaoli was surprised: "Why?"

Si Li explained: "It should be the demeanor of the elder sister, I am afraid that I will lose too much and the Dao Heart will be damaged. In fact, my Dao Heart has been honed for a hundred years, how can I be so fragile?"

Shao Xiaoli is weak and weak: "It is also possible that the elder sister is afraid that she will accidentally lose a one-and-a-half move, and her face will be dull, so she chooses the safest generation to overwhelm others."

"What's this?" Si Li said with a sharp look in his eyes, "Is Senior Sister the one who loves vanity? Get up and continue to practice!"

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At the end of November, the weather is getting colder and colder, and snow has already been floating in the northern country. Only the unobservable is still the spring scene. When the wind blows in from a distance, when it rolls into the sea of ​​clouds, the heart will also Find a rare peace in the ups and downs of clouds and waves.

Ning Changjiu stood vertically on the cliff, looking up at Lu Jiajia and Si Ming standing on the cliff, and said: "Back then, I fell from here."

Lu Jiajia lowered his head, looked at the boy parallel to the sea of ​​clouds, and asked: "What's down there?"

Si Ming said: "It should be the moon."

Lu Jiajia asked puzzled: "Isn't the moon above?"

Siming smiled and said: "If you can't observe, you can always reason. If you marry a pair of eyes, you can look good, so why can't you get through the obstacles?"

Lu Jiajia coldly snorted and said: "I don't believe it."

Si Ming looked at Ning Changjiu, hoping to get an affirmative answer.

Ning Changjiu did not show any face at all, and sighed softly, hurting the spring and sad autumn and said: "Below the sea of ​​clouds is my life from the age of sixteen to the present."

Si Ming's chest rises and falls, twists his wrists, and suppresses the urge to punch someone.

She was once the master of time authority, and now she also knows the past of Ning Changjiu a long time ago. She is still suspicious: "Can the flow of time really go back twelve years?"

Lu Jiajia was also confused about this, and asked: "Even if you can go back twelve years, why are you not in the view but in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom?"

The clouds and waves rolled, and the light of the past and the past rushed into the sea of ​​knowledge. Ning Chang looked back, and his pupils also became white.

Ning Changjiu thought about their questions many times.

If you just look back in time, why has history changed?

If it's not going back in time, what is it? Does he exist in a brand new world?

He couldn't think of an answer, so he smiled and replied: "Maybe it's because the marriage is in the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom."

If it had been a few years ago, Lu Jiajia might have been touched by it and felt that it was a destiny arrangement, but at this moment, after hearing these words, he just coldly hummed and said "sweet words", and then learned from the master of the past. He knocked down Yunya, and touched his chest with a finger.

Ning Changjiu was also very cooperative, screaming and falling into the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared.

Siming watched Lu's marriage, smiled and applauded: "Use nonsense to deceive the marriage and marry the kindness, really don't get used to him."

Lu Jiajia nodded proudly and said, "Of course."

Si Ming continued: "He woke up in the imperial city of Zhao, how could it be because of the reason that he was married in the imperial city, obviously because Zhao Xianger was there."

"You..." Lu Jia married Yu Yu's cheeks bulging slightly, and she became even more angry when she looked at the hateful corners of Xue Ci's lips.

Ning Changjiu saw them quarreling non-stop, and didn't worry about himself. He sighed and returned to them slowly.

Unobservable trips come and go.

They never saw the brothers and sisters, only the colorful brilliance in the sea of ​​clouds showed their existence.

After taking a glance at the sea of ​​clouds, Ning Changjiu and them crossed Kunlun and returned to the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

The last rain of late autumn happened in the Ten Thousand Demons City.

They stood outside the Hall of the Ten Thousand Demons, looking far away, the mountains were still green in the rain, and the large red maples looked like a continuous fire.

They are here waiting for the passing of November, waiting for the opening of the Kingdom of God.

The Tianzhu Peak is unattainable, and the Demon Temple has a sense of sacredness, so even if the Four Heavenly Kings go to the temple, the furnishing secrets in it have not been looted by other monsters.

Ning Changjiu found the secret room with the eyes of the lunar yin, walked into it, and looked through the secret books and codes of the Yaozu.

Among them, the most secretly hidden are the peerless exercises such as Ten Thousand Monsters, Law Heaven and Earth, and Outer Body.

The method of Ten Thousand Monsters is very simple, but it takes a lot of time to devour other monsters in order to be truly cultivated.

The same is true of the law, the heavens and the earth, and the body.

Ning Changjiu looked at these cheats because he guessed that six-eared macaques could do it, so he should know himself and his opponent.

Siming and Lu Jiajia were not slack in their practice. They meditated in the Demon Temple, and with almost dripping perseverance, they made their Taoist foundation more stable.

While practicing Taoism, Si Ming invited Lu Jiajia to compete on the grounds of consolidating Taoism. Lu Jiajia stupidly agreed at first, and then found out that he was not the opponent of this bad woman at all, and Si Ming also avenged private vengeance in public. The morality of the martial arts, chased her from the martial arts field all the way back to the demon temple for several days.

Siming wanted to find Lu to marry again, she resolutely refused to agree, saying that she wanted to sit down with Siming.

So when Ning has been practicing for a long time, he can see two beautiful women sitting under the eaves and fighting each other.

He is afraid of being involved in war and avoiding it, so he often looks at the star map behind the Demon God Temple.

That was where the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons used to be.

In the star map, the nearby starry sky that was originally obscured shows its appearance.

Ning Changjiu looked at the rotating stars in the sky. The huge size of the stars is no more than a drop in the ocean in the universe, just dust that glows.

But Ning Changjiu still indulged in this deep and secluded beauty for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Ning Changjiu came back from the depths of the main hall. He listened to the faint rumors outside, and then looked at the empty cooking stove. He missed Xiao Li very much.

He sighed and started cooking himself.

Ning Changjiu speeds up the cooking process with aura.

If Shao Xiaoli is here, he will definitely accuse him of disrespect for the ingredients. When Shao Xiaoli cooks, he follows the natural beauty. As long as a pot of meat should be simmered, it must be simmered for as long as possible. , Ning Changjiu also often suggested that she should not be a righteous **** of Luohe, instead of being a female stove prince.

Ning Chang thought about this for a long time, and even smiled and collected the aura, letting the flame slowly cook it through.

He sat aside, listening to the sound of firewood exploding in his ears, and the distant and faint sound of rain coming from outside the temple. After listening, the faint sound of rain overwhelmed everything. The only sound in my ears.

When it is quiet, bits and pieces of the past will always involuntarily fill my mind.

Ning Changjiu suddenly realized that he seemed to be standing on a line spreading forward. Lu Jiajia, Si Ming, Zhao Xiang'er, Ning Xiaoling... They are also one line after another, and these lines form a point of intersection at one point, and that point of intersection is him, who is unique.

He suddenly looked forward to meeting a six-eared macaque. He looked forward to what he would look like under the authority of the mirror.

I was thinking, and a burning smell came over. Ning Changjiu was not impatient. He moved his fingers, and the authority of time started, and the burning smell of the rice turned into a delicate fragrance.

At night, Lu Jia was a little downhearted when he returned from marriage.

No need to ask, Ning Changjiu also knew that she quarreled and lost.

"Don't be sad, you are still young when you marry, and your age is less than a fraction of your Snow Porcelain sister. It's okay to come from behind." Ning Changjiu comforted.

"Really..." Lu Jiajia looked at the lacklustre dishes in front of him, and had less appetite.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Actually, you don't have to be obsessed with Taoism when you get married. It's good to be devoted to Taoism."

Lu Jiao said: "But I can't understand the Tao, how can the road of cultivation be unimpeded?"

Ning Changjiu said: "You can't argue with Snow Porcelain at this moment, because she is standing at a higher place, looking farther, waiting for you to reach a higher place..."

Lu Jia married Qiushui's long eyes, and said: "You can have a panoramic view of the great road, right?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "When you get to a higher place, then everything you say is right, Xue Ci dare not refuse."

Lu Jiajia put the rice in his chopsticks, and said slightly annoyed: "Isn't this trying to convince people? I won't be like this."

The two chatted at random. After Si Ming finished his shower, she walked from the temple in a robes. She simply wore a belt, her legs staggered and walked, and the ice muscles and bones were looming. In addition to this moving, that Xiudian is the beauty of Qingsheng.

Si Ming looked at the rice that was smashed before Lu married, and said with a smile: "Married to marry, is this the rice to vent your anger?"

Lu Jia married: "No, I just like to eat waxy."

Si Ming covered her lips and chuckled. She looked at Lu Jiajia who was acting like a drug, and said: "I think the marriage is better than anyone else."

Lu Jiajia doesn't know that she is boasting of her good character, or she is alluding to her weakness and incompetence.

She snorted coldly, putting herself in a porcelain bowl with rice grains like snow.

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, tomorrow is December. The next battle is very important. Don't take it lightly."

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming also looked a little serious, and nodded together.

They are not sure when the father star will be ignited, anyway after Midnight, they must be ready to fight at any time.

"The ability of a six-eared macaque is a mirror." Si Ming said: "When you become as strong as your opponent, how does this difference in the realm arise out of thin air?"

"What do you want to do with this?" Ning Changjiu said: "Power has always been unreasonable."

Si Ming didn't ask any more, she was chewing the rice carefully, and suddenly remembered something from the past: "That daughter Fengzhong doesn't know that she hasn't sold the mirrors yet."

Lu Jiajia asked: "What is the mirror of the heart?"

Ning Changjiu's heart shuddered.

On the other side, Si Ming has already explained: "You peel a fruit in front of the mirror. As long as the peel continues, after the peeling, the face of your beloved person will appear in the mirror. Um... I used to peel it. One more."

After cutting, she saw Ning Changjiu's face in the mirror. At that time, she was shocked and immediately covered the mirror with her hand, pretending to see nothing.

But people can't even fool a mirror, how can they fool themselves...

Lu Jiajia curiously asked: "There is such a mirror?"

Si Ming said: "There is nothing strange in the world."

Lu Jiajia pointed at Ning Changjiu and asked: "Did he peel the fruit and look in the mirror?"

Si Ming snorted coldly: "Marriage, you are too high to see your husband, where does he have the courage to do such things?"

"Really..." Lu Jiajia turned her head, her eyes narrowed, staring at Ning Changjiu maliciously.

Ning Changjiu ate the meal in silence, and suddenly felt that the rice grains had lost their aroma.

He picked up the bowl and quietly turned around and left.

"Stop!" Lu Jiajia said in unison with Si Ming.

Ning Changjiu turned around and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Where do you want to escape?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Wash the dishes."

Where will Si Ming and Lu get married?

"Which bowls to wash?" Si Ming said: "You have been fooled once in Ten Thousand Demons City, this time you can never run away! It's early in the middle of the night, you cut the fruit first."

Lu Jiajia also nodded: "Well, don't worry, it doesn't matter who appears in the mirror, we...just want to see."

Si Ming nodded in agreement.

Ning Changjiu looked at them, thinking that you are gentle and peaceful now. When the fruit is really cut, I am afraid it will be another mood. I must not be fooled.

But as the two watched, he didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, a white light fell into the temple.

The three were slightly startled, thinking that there was a demon entering the temple.

White light fell on Ning Changjiu's side.

The light faded, and the short-haired messy girl outlined a dexterous outline. She was wearing a nightdress, knee-length ice silk white socks, and her slender, white hands were rubbing her sleepy eyes.

It is Liu Xiwan.

She has annoyance on her cheeks.

"In the big evening, what do you call me to come over?" Liu Xiwan was very angry.

She looked around and found that Lu Jiajia and Si Ming were both looking at her, and there were no enemies.

Ning Changjiu looked at her bowl, only then was shocked. She just said'wash the dishes' by herself. She was connected with her pure Bai Zhihai. When she shouted'Xiwan', she could hear it. .

There is no resistance to the flight of the spiritual girl, so when he called, the other party arrived instantly, as fast as light.

Ning Changjiu is of course embarrassed to give out this absurd reason, "Later it will be December, and the kingdom of six-eared macaques will appear outside the Pantheon Palace. I call you in advance to prevent accidents. ."

Liu Xiwan became even more annoyed: "Aren't you always yelling if you can't beat it? How come you have become such a rainy day?"

Ning Changjiu really didn't want to explain too much. He looked at the girl's outfit and found that she was wearing white from start to finish.

"Don't you usually like black clothes?" Ning Changjiu asked casually.

Liu Xiwan explained: "The Lord Ke Lao is dead. It is reasonable to say that the disciples are going to wear filth and filial piety, but the elder sister said that the master has suffered for many years, and finally achieved the Tao in one day. He died without regrets. It is for joy and mourning. If the disciples are crying and crying, they are not as good as they are, so they don’t put on the linen and filial piety, and put on white clothes to mourn."

"So that's it." Ning Changjiu nodded and asked, "Is your second senior sister okay with you? When she was on the top list, I think she bullied you so much."

Liu Xiwan stared at him faintly: "I have the same brotherhood as the senior sister, don't want to trouble the senior sister in the name of helping me get revenge."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "How could I do that, you are too small-hearted."

Liu Xiwan awakened her consciousness for a while, she turned around, looked at Lu Jiajia and Si Ming, and asked: "What are they... doing so staring at us?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It's okay, we are discussing the battle plan later."

"Oh, no wonder it's so serious." Liu Xiwan said suddenly.

The commander doesn’t give up: "We have discussed everything about the battle a few days ago."

Lu Jiajia also said: "Well, it's already detailed, if you have a new opinion, you can say it now."

Ning Changjiu pondered for a moment, and said: "If the six-eared macaque activates the ability of the mirror, then he can only copy mine, because I am the strongest person in the world at the moment. Only by copying me can I have a ray of life. This is what we have always thought."

Si Ming gave a hum, and said: "It's true."

Ning Changjiu said: "Then have you ever thought that if the six-eared macaque gave up copying me, he would copy it into a butterfly, a cicada, or an ant, hidden in the world of the river, how would we find it? What about it?"

When Lu Jia married heard this, Dai Mei frowned unconsciously. The mirror power of the six-eared macaque is obviously far higher than the ordinary means of change. It can become a foreign object by itself without any difference. Even the eyes of the yin, I am afraid it cannot be distinguished.

If six-eared macaques choose to protect themselves and become dust ants, how should they find them?

Si Ming said: "So, can we only gamble on the bloodliness of six-eared macaques?"

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Liu Xiwan knew little about what they were talking about, and just nodded or shook his head indiscriminately.

"The choice is in the hands of the six-eared macaques. It is useless for us to think about it. We just need to act according to the original plan."

Si Ming said as he stretched out his hand.

A mirror and a fruit flew in the air.

"Put the fruit first." Si Ming took the knife and patted it in front of Ning Changjiu.

Lu Jiajia was slightly surprised: "Where did you get the mirror?"

Si Ming said: "Of course I was prepared."

Ning Changjiu looked at Si Ming's indisputable eyes, and finally picked up the knife in silence.

Although Liu Xiwan didn't know what kind of mirror it was, she always felt that there was a lively look, so she sat aside enthusiastically.

Under the gaze of the three women, Ning Changjiu took a deep breath, then peeled off the peel tremblingly.

He slowly sliced ​​it in half, and the peel broke from it.

He looked at them somewhat innocently, and said: "I...I have a bit dumb hands."

Si Ming stretched out his hand and fetched another fruit: "Continue."

Ning Changjiu began to peel the second fruit.

Almost at the same position as before, and the peel broke from it again.

Ning Changjiu complained: "This fruit is really hard to cut."

Si Ming sneered and said: "This Ten Thousand Demons City lacks everything, but there is no shortage of fruits."

Speak out the way.

The fruits are like flying swords, coming from the sky, piled up by the mirror.

Ning Changjiu looked at the pile of fruits, and his sword-raising hand trembled.

In the next two hours, Ning Changjiu crushed more than a hundred fruits, and the ground was covered with broken peels, which looked like frosty leaves piled up in autumn.

Liu Xiwan bit the fruit in her mouth, and said: "Okay, Ning Dajianxian, usually you fly a sword thousands of miles to take the top level, killing the devil is like cutting straw, why? Now even a peel is not peeled?"

Ning Changjiu sighed: "This is called Shuye has specialization."

After he finished speaking, he cut another one off.

Not only that, he also complained about Liu Xiwan and said: "Look, I blame you for bothering me."

Liu Xiwan was so angry that she had already rolled up her sleeves and planned to deny her.

Only the last fruit is left by the mirror.

Ning Changjiu was about to get it.

Si Ming held it with his finger and said: "If you dare to cut this fruit, then you will definitely not have any good fruit to eat from now on."

Lu Jiajia also nodded and said softly: "Actually...it really doesn't matter, you don't need to take it too seriously, we just look at it, um...the big deal is to forget it after reading it." /

Ning Changjiu looked at Lu Jiajia's gentle eyes, and finally nodded gently.

He began to peel the last fruit carefully.

His face is clearly reflected in the mirror.

Liu Xiwan also stared intently.

This time, the peel was not only smooth, but also beautiful. It rolled down from the pulp a little bit, like quicksand falling between fingers.

When the fruit was cut to the end, Liu Xiwan felt that she could hear her heartbeat... She didn't know who would appear in the mirror, Lu Jiajia? Si Ming? Zhao Xianger? Or is it... Master?

In short, it won't be me...

Yes, it won’t be me anyway, so what am I worried about...

In the faint sense of loss, she did not dare to blink.

She heard a slight noise, the sound of leaves falling to the ground.

The peel was finished safely.

Liu Xiwan's attention was completely attracted by the mirror. She stared at the heart mirror in shock, and the heart mirror also made waves...

Crack!

The mirror shattered at the moment of the waves.

The swords are Lu Jiajia and Si Ming.

The peel fell to the ground, and they played swords at the same time, and the timing was not bad.

This scene seems to have been rehearsed countless times.

They don't have the slightest appearance of being trapped by love, and their expressions are cold.

"Why do you..." The only one who was in the dark was Liu Xiwan.

She hadn't reacted yet, she saw Ning Changjiu's hand falling on the broken mirror, and all expressions on the boy's face had been washed away, leaving only apathy.

"I caught you." Ning Changjiu said.