Beyond the Divine States Chapter 129: : Long-term wit and courage

The room was lit with a dim light, Ning Xiaoling walked in tiptoe, and sensed the shallow traces of sword energy in the room. She turned her head and saw the senior man meditating on the bed alone, sitting tightly. The look was solemn, as if he hadn't noticed his arrival.

Ning Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that now that my realm is high, my brother can't find myself anymore.

She pursed her lips and smiled. She became more confident about her Taoist Hidden Breathing technique. She turned around and gently closed the door, then walked to the brother with a cat, and watched seriously what the brother was doing when he was concentrating on his practice. Face, I felt that the senior brother and the banished immortal with the feather-cloth and star-crowned in that story should not be far apart.

She's just a little strange. There is a futon for the disciples to meditate in every wing. Why does the brother sit on the bed to practice? Um... this quilt is still a bit messy, and the brother obviously loves clean and tidy things.

Although it felt a little weird, Ning Xiaoling didn’t think so much. She carefully sat down beside her senior. After a while, Ning Changji sat down and finished her breath adjustment. Ning Xiaoling patted him on the shoulder. Channel: "Brother!"

Ning Changjiu's body moved, he quickly opened his eyes and glanced at the girl next to him in surprise, with a stunned expression: "Xiaoling? Why are you here? When you are here, I don't know if you will be there."

Ning Xiaoling smiled, showing her small white teeth, she lowered her voice and said: "Now I can't see a few brothers all day, so I'm not allowed to come and see you?"

Ning Changjiu said: "This doesn't meet the rules of the teacher."

Ning Xiaoling snorted softly: "Then why didn't you take my key away? Isn't this a clear hint that I am secretly coming to see you?"

"..." Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "I forgot."

Ning Xiaoling didn't believe it, and said: "Last time Master's hairpin, you also said that you forgot, this time you also said that you forgot, I think, brother is on purpose."

Ning Changjiu sighed: "If Junior Sister like this is discovered, it's not good."

Ning Xiaoling puts her hands around her chest, proudly said: "I am now taking the Taoist Hidden Breath Technique to a higher level. Sister Yazhu will definitely not be able to find me. As for the master...it is even more impossible to know."

"Hmm..." Ning Changjiu replied, "Junior Sister, please return the key to me in the future."

Ning Xiaoling held the key in her hand tightly, and said nervously: "Brother... are you serious?"

Ning Changjiu looked at her pitiful eyes and couldn't bear it, so he had to say: "If Xiaoling is discovered, this will make it difficult for Master."

Ning Xiaoling frowned and looked at him, and said: "Brother, what's wrong with you, you usually don't call you marry Master Master in private."

"Is there any..."

"Yes!" Ning Xiaoling looked at him strangely, and said: "Brother, what are you afraid of? With our current state, it must be foolproof. Marrying master will definitely not be able to find out. What can be done, Master’s surface is cold and fierce. In fact, she is softer than anyone else. When I come, I will apologize seriously and begging for a few more words. She will definitely not be willing to scold me. I have never suffered from Master. The board, she loves me."

"..." Ning Changjiu looked at her pityingly, and said: "It's better not to embarrass Master."

Ning Xiaoling looked at the brother with a weird look, got him some together, and said: "Brother, you are so strange today, is there something you are hiding from me?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "What else can I hide from my younger age?"

Ning Xiaoling hummed softly, stepped back a little, but kept staring at him, angrily said: "Brother must have a secret."

Ning Changjiu said: "I just hope Xiaoling can practice with peace of mind."

Ning Xiaoling tried his best, and said, "But Xiaoling has already passed through the Immortal Realm. If you go up to cultivation, you will be like Master Yazhu. If you practice for a while, you will be shoulder to shoulder with the master, and you will cultivate for a while. ......Well, if my realm surpassed the master, that would be bad, I'd better slack off a little bit."

"Hey, so what are you doing, Xiaoling? You show off with your brother who enters the Profound Realm?" Ning Changjiu sighed.

Ning Xiaoling said: "I'm here to talk to the brother."

Ning Changjiu said: "Will chatting with your seniors and sisters in the daytime can relieve boredom?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said: "They have been around me, whispering about Linhe City. It makes me dry and can't even drink my saliva, especially that Senior Sister Le Rou... Oh."

Ning Changjiu then remembered the little girl who tried to tease herself a month ago, and then backfired, saying: "The disciples in the peak are all good teachers and helpful friends. Junior sisters should look at their advantages. For example, Le Rou has Indomitable quality."

Ning Xiaoling stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, saying: "Brother, are you doing something wrong in your practice, or you still don't like junior sister..."

Ning Changjiu habitually rubbed her head, smiled and said, "How come."

"That's good." Ning Xiaoling said with a smile: "Then I will come and play with brother every day, okay?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Junior sister is so arrogant, if you really let Master know..."

Ning Xiaoling interrupted: "Then let her play together, anyway, we are all so familiar, it doesn't matter."

Ning Changjiu took a slight breath and looked at the innocent face of the girl who was sitting casually on the bed with his thighs pressed, his eyes suddenly filled with sympathy, and he whispered: "What did the little girl say? Nonsense."

Ning Xiaoling seemed to understand what was coming, so he sniffed, and said, "Oh, I see, brother only likes sister Xianger, right...If you have a fiancé, you don't need a sister."

Ning Changjiu said: "What nonsense? How could I like that dead girl."

Ning Xiaoling sneered: "Brother still pretends? To Sister Xiang'er, you can't fight back or scold you. When you are with her, you are also trembling, for fear of making her unhappy, just like me. It's different together. How long has it been since just now, how many times have you secretly issued an eviction order?"

Ning Changjiu sighed: "It's mainly because I can't beat her."

Ning Xiaoling held up her face and said: "So, brother is the most useless. You can only bully and bully the sister. Well, the sister is so pitiful..."

Speaking, Ning Xiaoling collapsed and rolled directly onto Ning Changjiu's bed.

Ning Changjiu's heart shuddered, and his body immediately pressed up, blocking Ning Xiaoling's sight with his upper body.

Ning Xiaoling was also stunned by this move. She held her arms and said nervously: "Brother, what do you want to do?"

Ning Changjiu was in distress, pretending to be gentle and said: "Junior sister said that the brothers take less care of you on weekdays. Although Linhe City had to do it before, they also let the sisters take personal risks. Things often linger in my heart these days, making me very guilty."

Listening to Ning Changjiu’s soft words, Ning Xiaoling, who has always been afraid of softness and hardship, opened wide, Shui Lingling’s eyes looked at him, and said: “It’s okay. At that time, you and Sister Xiang’er paid so much. Many, of course Xiaoling also has a role...Senior brother, don't blame yourself."

Ning Changjiu helped her stroke the hair of her forehead, and said: "Junior sister can think like this, it's great."

While talking, he held her shoulders and tried to pull her up from the bed, but Ning Xiaoling refused to get up, her nose fluttered, and she whispered softly: "Brother, why are you here? The scent of ah, this scent is a bit familiar..."

Ning Changjiu immediately interrupted her words and said, "Perhaps it is the fragrance of flowers on the skirt. Recently, there have been a lot of snow cherry blossoms on the peak of Tianku in late winter and early spring. Today, my senior went to enjoy the flowers."

"Oh..." Ning Xiaoling said disappointedly: "Senior brother won't call me for the flowers."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Tomorrow I will go with Xiaoling...You get up from my bed first."

Ning Xiaoling grabbed the soft sheets, rolled around, and said: "Brother, you are so close to me, how can I get up?"

Ning Changjiu made a strong smile. He gently pressed Ning Xiaoling's shoulder and said: "Stop making trouble, I will help the younger sister to get up and be obedient."

Ning Xiaoling said displeased: "Sister Xiang'er has occupied your room for a month, why don't you say a word? I just want to lie down for a while, brother won't let it, well, brother is really bullying and fearing hardship!"

As for Ning Xiaoling’s evaluation, he dared not refute anything at the moment, and agreed: "It’s really the brother’s fault, Xiaoling, get up first, brother is a little tired, and want to go to bed earlier, tomorrow I will accompany the child How old is it?"

Finally, after a hard tugging, Ning Changjiu pulled her up from the bed. He breathed a sigh of relief silently, and said: "Sister, don’t be so self-willed in the future, okay?"

Ning Xiaoling didn't feel that she was self-willed. She was annoyed: "I was so kind to persuade me and agreed to everything. Now that I am up, you are preaching me again, huh, brother is too much!"

Ning Changjiu knew that he had made a mistake, and wanted to say something to make up for it, but instead of saying anything, Ning Xiaoling lay back down, hitting the back of his head heavily on the pillow.

Ning Changjiu's heart was not good, and she was about to press again to block her sight. After Ning Xiaoling experienced a brief dizziness when the back of her head hit the pillow, her sight was immediately attracted by something, and she stared wide. Eyes, looking forward, there is a dark shadow on the top of the bed frame!

"Ah!" Ning Xiaoling exclaimed.

Ning Changjiu wanted to cover her mouth, but it was too late.

Ning Xiaoling now understands why the brother is so abnormal today. She hasn't seen who the black-robed man is, and her brain is already working quickly. She quickly came to the "truth" and exclaimed: "Brother, you are actually a prostitute!"

Ning Changjiu covered her mouth and said: "Don't bark, what a prostitute, this is..."

Ning Changjiu's voice did not fall, and a voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"What are you making? Don't yell at night!"

That was Yazhu's scolding.

After the scolding, Master Yazhu still seemed a little worried. She took out the spare key and rustled up to open the door.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling looked at each other, and they could see the panic in each other's eyes.

The door opened soon.

Yazhu walked in from the door and saw Ning Changjiu sitting at the table, looking at the moon in the sky, singing some tune with her throat.

He stopped singing after seeing Yazhu, and was a little surprised: "Uncle Yazhu, why are you here? Did I just sing too loudly..."

Yazhu looked around, and finally fell on Ning Changjiu's body. She wondered if the woman's voice that she had just heard was his singing?

Ya Zhu frowned and said: "Sing a tune at night? What tune did you sing?"

Ning Changjiu cleared his throat and said: "I met a showgirl in Linhe City before. She sang a song before she died. She didn't know her name, but her singing voice was sad and moving. It lingered in her heart for a long time. Today we see the night is clear and bright, and the breeze Xu Lai, this incident suddenly sounded, and could not help but recall the sad appearance of the showgirl who fell downstairs in the moonlight. Sadness came from my heart and couldn't help humming a song. It could be regarded as a memorial to that poor woman."

Ning Changjiu finished the speech fluently, and looked at Yazhu sincerely. His eyes still had a sadness, a faintness of three points and a faint thoughts of six points. Ning Changjiu was already delicate, and his eyes were at this moment. In this way, even if Yazhu was a woman, she couldn't help but feel softer when she saw this look.

She sighed softly: "I don't know what song it is that makes you miss you so much?"

Ning Changjiu squeezed his throat and bit his scalp to sing. The voice was really soft like a woman, and there seemed to be thousands of styles in the trembling voice:

"The winter breeze blows the velvet boat to drink, and takes half of the ice and snow. The twilight is like washing makeup. The dream of the old country, who is the same with hate...The evening breeze blows into the flower pond, and meets the lotus boat. Luo skirt turns The wine hairpin wraps around the head. Fanghua is empty like a dream, and loneliness falls in Huazhou."

The young man’s voice is very thin, and his body sings and dances in the night with the lyrics and music, like a young woman in the attic with her sleeves waving, and the singing is sad, with the grace of a noble son. The desolation of wealth and loneliness.

Listening, Yazhu couldn't help but think of some of the past, sad in her heart, and believed Ning Changjiu's words, and said: "That should be a poor woman... I usually see you with a low temperament, I never thought it was so delicate. Mind."

Ning Changjiu didn't know that the woman in the brothel, who was forgotten by the whole world, sang this song into the light at the last moment of her life.

Ning Changjiu nodded, and said: "Uncle Master, I'm really sorry for a long time, I will be quieter in the future."

Yazhu looked around again, and after making sure that there was no one else, he nodded and said, "Well, you are the peak owner who has kept it here. If you do this again in the future, I will report the matter to the peak owner."

Ning Changjiu said: "Yes, if the master punishes me at that time, I will suffer it completely."

Seeing that his attitude was correct, Yazhu didn't embarrass him anymore, looked around again, and finally walked out the door.

The door was closed and Ning Changjiu slumped back into the chair, his sleeves drooping down, his expression on his face was exhausted after several hard fights.

At the top of the bed frame, the hiding Lu Jiajia and Ning Xiaoling finally loosened.

Ning Xiaoling was still in shock. She sat on the bed and looked nervously at the woman in the black robe in front of her, and whispered: "Master...Master, why... how are you? Why are you in the brother's room? Here, I..."

Lu Marrying had an idea in her heart. She didn't plan to give Ning Xiaoling a chance to ask questions. She said, "I have something to discuss with Ning Changjiu. Besides, I am the master of this peak. Of course, I am free to go wherever I go. , It's you, Xiaoling, why did you come to brother's room, eh? Don't remember the rules?"

"I...I..." Ning Xiaoling panicked. She pinched the corner of her skirt, rubbed it repeatedly, and whispered: "I... don't know Master is here."

Lu Jiajia's voice is cold and majestic, saying: "If I were not here tonight, I am afraid I would never know what Xiaoling said behind me."

Ning Xiaoling was so scared that she had forgotten what she had just said, and she confessed her mistakes: "Oh... Master has a broad mind and there are a lot of people. Master Xiaoling Tong Yan Wuji must not take it seriously, I ...I...well, I'm all to blame, brother, he didn't tell me, there is nothing to lie about these little things, and I won't tell them..."

Ning Changjiu was startled, thinking that he had sacrificed so much, how come this crime was finally settled on him after a circle?

He didn't want to explain anymore, and cast a look at Lu Jiajia for help.

After all, Lu Jiajia still relies on Ning Changjiu’s innate spirit hammer to forge the sword body, so she also turned towards him. She knocked Ning Xiaoling on the head and said: "You still dare to talk back? Do you know that the peak master is arrogant behind her back? What is the crime?"

Ning Xiaoling saw that Master was so serious today, she was shocked again, shook her head and said in a low voice: "No... I don't know."

In fact, I don't know how to marry Lu. There is no such rule in the door rules.

But she still said with a cold face: "Nian is your first offender. Let me spare you once. If you dare to do this again in the future, don't blame Master for being ruthless."

Ning Xiaoling nodded repeatedly.

Lu Jiama’s expression softened a bit. She touched Ning Xiaoling’s head, and said with earnestness: "Xiaoling, now you are also a Taoist practitioner. We told Jian Tianzong to cultivate swords although not paying attention to ruthless Tao, but Taoism. The road still needs to have no distractions, not always chanting family love, otherwise a sword heart will be difficult to be clear, Xiaoling, understand?"

Ning Xiaoling continued to nod.

Only then did Lu Jiajia feel more relieved, and said: "No one is allowed to tell what happened tonight, do you remember?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded and nodded a little dizzy, and promised: "Don't worry, Xiaoling is well-measured. From now on, this will be the secret of Xiaoling and Master alone! If Master really can't believe me, you can use Taoism to control Xiaoling. Memory erased."

Lu Jia married and said: "This is a sorcery that is forbidden in the peak. Where does the master know it? In short, Xiaoling will be tight-lipped in the future."

"Hmm!" Ning Xiaoling nodded, but still wondering in her heart, she muttered softly: "Um...Master, what are you doing here, brother?"

Lu married for a moment. She thought to herself that she was too soft-hearted, and she should scold it all the way, so that Ning Xiaoling didn't dare to open her mouth.

Ning Changjiu, who was lying bored, said round the field: "Master explained the theory of the sixteen orifices of the sword in the sword hall today. I think Master was not right, so I made an appointment to discuss this matter at night." /

Ning Xiaoling remembered the content of Lu Jiajia’s lecture in the morning, and curiously asked: "Is what Master said is wrong?"

Lu Jiajia was equally curious, but she didn't show it, just looked at Ning Changjiu calmly, as if the two had discussed for a long time and came to a result.

Ning Changjiu said: "A person with seventy-two orifices can produce swords. It is said that a sword produces sixteen orifices because ordinary ascetics only have those sixteen orifices that are strong enough to allow spiritual power to pass through the orifice. After the cave, it gushes out at a faster speed, but the real masters of Taoism are not limited to these. The seventy-two orifices roar at the same time, the sword aura is full of the sun and the moon, and the world is the same. This is the scene of swordsmanship. The real heights."

These words made Lu Jiajia very longing. If it were in the past, she would never believe this, but now her sword-spirit body fits more and more with her body, she uses herself as a sword at the moment, with sword intent. , It can even bypass the orifice acupoints when cutting the sword qi, this kind of unthinkable move is still possible, maybe the seventy-two orifices sympathize is really not a false statement!

Ning Xiaoling didn't doubt the brother, and said: "Brother is really knowledgeable."

Ning Changjiu nodded lightly, his gaze fell on Lu Jiajia, and said: "There are still many fallacies in the sword scripture. I can discuss more with Master in the future."

This implies that she will come every night from now on.

Lu Jia's ears are reddish. She straightened her dress and looked solemnly, and said: "No need, you can say in the sword hall if you have something to do in the future. Today is an exception, and it will not be the case in the future."

She said, then looked at Ning Xiaoling who was shrinking on the bed, spread her hand, and said: "Xiaoling, hand over the keys."

Ning Xiaoling cried her face in mourning, clutching the key in her hand, softly begging: "Master——Father——"

Lu Jiajia was not soft-hearted at all, saying: "Count to three, if you don't give it to me, I will go to the sword hall to receive the punishment tonight."

In the end, Ning Xiaoling obediently handed over the key in her hand.

Lu Jiajia put the key away and secretly relieved. The twists and turns tonight made her dizzy.

Lu Jiajia glanced at Ning Changjiu, who was sitting in front of the window, and said: "Well, that's it tonight, Xiaoling, I will send you back to the house, and I should also go back to the Peak Master Hall."

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and cautiously suggested: "Master, you see that we finally got together tonight, or... it's fun to have fun?"