Beyond the Divine States Chapter 132: : Early Spring

In the early morning, the sound of birds on Tianku Peak is like the sound of a piano, and the snow on the top of the peak has first melted, and a long and thin white waterfall has been hung on the cliff. The waterfall flows into the clouds, scattered in the vast fog, and there are many under the peak. In the garden, new shoots have emerged from the iron-colored branches, and the sunny weather seems to be able to outline a whole spring.

There are only seven days left for the Sword Test in the early spring of the Four Peaks, and the new round of assessments of Waifeng will also be conducted at the same time. Every year, two or three disciples will stand out from the assessment and climb to the summit to learn the sword. Tianzong's true swordsmanship.

During this period, before dawn, many disciples began to practice swords at the top of the peak. When the sword was sent and received, the wrist with the tip of the sword vibrated, arousing a clear and clear sound of the sword, which echoed rustlingly on the top of the peak. .

The morning class began today in peace.

Lu Jia married Wen Jingruyu. She stayed up all night and didn't add the slightest fatigue to her face. The sword intent lingering in her body appeared motionless, like Xue Ying's unconcealed fragrance.

Le Rou crossed her arms and lay weakly on the table. The punishment from Lutang last night was not too unbearable for her. The most unacceptable thing for her was the humiliation of spirit and reputation.

Now in almost the entire Neifeng, dozens of disciples have known that she secretly held Ning Changjiu last night, but she couldn't argue with her about being kicked out by him, but she couldn't stop talking about it.

She recalled all the revenges against Ning Changjiu in these days, and finally ended with her own miserable defeat. Amidst her frustration, she couldn't help but feel a trace of suspicion—is Ning Changjiu hiding himself?

Otherwise, how could a living person disappear in the house out of thin air? What kind of realm should it be? If there is such a realm, what kind of disciple will come to our peak? Could it be...

A spirit in Le Rou's heart immediately raised her head and looked at the master standing in front of the counter, like a snow sword dress and spring cherry blossoms.

"Should not..." Le Rou's voice was faint.

Couldn't it be the beauty of the coveted Master? No, there is no doubt, it must be!

If this is the case, then the reason why I couldn’t fight him a few times has fallen. It’s just that how I should remind Master of this and let Master take good care of it. Master is so kind and simple, he will definitely be in the hands of this sinister villain in the future. Suffer!

Le Rou thinks she has touched a big secret. With a lot of thoughts in her mind, she secretly calculates in her heart, thinking that it’s okay if the previous battle is lost. This one is about Master’s. She must be here. Let this guy show his true abilities under all eyes, and then expose him in one fell swoop!

Le Rou started the morning class with such thoughts.

What makes her feel strange is that she did not punish her for committing such a big thing last night... Could it be that Master Yazhu didn’t report the matter to Master, Master didn’t know?

And Le Rou will never know that at this moment, Lu Jiajia, who is on stage with a cold temperament, still has a vague gratitude for her. If it hadn’t been for her sudden disturbance last night, Lu Jiajia would really lose to his apprentice and lose face. .

After reciting the Sword Sutra, Lu Jiajia continued to explain some sword principles to the disciples. The disciples listened carefully and nodded frequently. Only Ning Changjiu quietly looked at her and shook his head imperceptibly. Lu Jiajia also caught his look, but just pretended not to see it.

After class was over, Lu Jiama and the other disciples were almost gone. Ning Changjiu took a picture of the unhappy younger sister and said: "What happened to Xiaoling?"

Ning Xiaoling looked sullen, she rubbed the tip of her nose, and said: "I won't come to see the senior at night, so please stay with Master."

Ning Changjiu rubbed her head and smiled and said, "What? After you returned to the room with the sword, the master punished you?"

Ning Xiaoling did not speak.

Ning Changjiu comforted softly: "Don't worry, Junior Sister, I will avenge you in the future."

Ning Xiaoling didn’t believe him, and said, “Hmph, you are clearly facing Master everywhere. I understand. Last time you said that I’m almost literate and literate, and you want to distract me. Wouldn’t it be right to marry Master? !"

Ning Changjiu thought that this girl was a little clever, he said gently: "Nothing."

Ning Xiaoling coldly snorted: "I'm not a kid anymore, you guys can't fool Xiaoling with those twists and turns."

Ning Changjiu echoed: "Yes, Xiaoling has grown up, not a little girl."

Ning Xiaoling grieved: "Senior brother is perfunctory... and obviously still treats me as a child."

Ning Changjiu wanted to give some relief, but saw that the little girl had suddenly got up, and said in a fit of anger: "You and Master stay together, Xiaoling won't bother you anymore, but if I meet sister Xianger in the future, I can Tell her all this one by one!"

In Ning Xiaoling's cognition, Zhao Xianger is the natural nemesis of Ning Changjiu.

After she finished speaking, she didn't give her senior a chance to please herself with false affection, so she turned her head and left, her expression a little annoyed and a little proud.

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Cultivation in the peak is the most quiet. Reiki gathers from all directions. There is no need to deliberately search for plenty of places. The surroundings are also auspicious and peaceful.

Because of the aggregation of spiritual energy, there will only be one sect in a domain. Even the Zitian Taoist gate closest to the Tianzong Yujian is a thousand miles away from the Tianzong Yujian.

Ning Changjiu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the clouds that gathered on the mountainside. The clouds were not as thick as they were unobservable. At this moment, in the thin part of the clouds, you can see the distinct areas of the spiritual orchard at the bottom of the mountain.

Except for some top geniuses, all the disciples have to practice for a while in Waifeng, during which they will inevitably be engaged in the cultivation of spirit fruits and the production of special silk and hemp made by sword clothes.

If you look up, you will see the other three mountains that are far away.

The four peaks are not close, and the distance between them is difficult to reach with flying swords. The Sect Master Palace is even behind the four peaks, which is said to be in another beautiful mountain of Lingshan hidden by a peach curtain.

The northern part of Tianyu Jianzong is an uninhabited barren mountain. Legend has it that countless wild beasts and the ruins of the ancient city after the war are hidden in the barren mountain. Mrs. Bai was from the middle back then. He crawled out of the abyss and became a real big demon.　　Ning has been staring toward the north for a long time. He always felt that there was something in that place that attracted him. It was a call to transcend consciousness. This feeling was especially obvious after the formation of the Golden Crow.

There are not too many turbulences in life in the peak. Ning Changjiu went to the hidden peak as always. He had no communication with Yan Zhou. Yan Zhou did not ask about Yan Feng again, and Ning Changjiu could not find a suitable one. Timing asked about that weird sword move.

Into the hidden peak, Ning Chang has eaten those hoarded spiritual fruits, the sea of ​​air opens like a whirlpool, stirring the aura into it, and every additional aura, the pill-like air will add a few more outside the sea Sub-gloss.

After Ning Changjiu finished the breath adjustment luck of the first Zhoutian, with a thought, the golden crow opened the door of the Purple Mansion and condensed out of his chest.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, the Golden Crow flapped his wings and pointed leaping forward. Ning Changjiu stared at the bird with a flowery crest and dark golden coat. He hesitated for a while and did the experiments again on the Golden Crow to confirm. Does it have innate consciousness at all?

It is reasonable to say that the innate spirit is just a spirit beast form formed by aura, but an empty shell that assists in cultivation, and should not have any life characteristics.

Ning Changjiu finished those three tests and did not explore any traces of consciousness on the Golden Crow, but the Golden Crow was jumping around in front of him as if he were alive. What's the reason for this?

In the past, the master pulled out and cut off his own innate spirit with a sword. Is it related to this?

The crow is not like other finches, even if it is wearing a golden coat, it looks a bit simple and honest. It looks at Ning Changjiu, as if it can understand Ning Changjiu’s doubts. It affectionately jumped on Ning Changjiu’s The shoulders pecked his neck lightly, the feathers spread out and nudged.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and smoothed its hair, thinking that although I know you are comforting me, the more you do this, the more scared I am...

It was not too early after the completion of the practice. He went to instruct Nan Cheng to practice a few words, and Nan Cheng was gradually getting better, and there were fewer and fewer questions, so he and Nan Cheng asked more about Fengzhong. , Such as the other people in this hidden peak in retreat.

Nan Cheng told him the names of a few elders or uncles he knew, but the hidden peak was so huge that no one knew the specific cave where they practiced.

"By the way, are you going to the early spring sword test after seven days?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Nan Cheng didn’t know why the seniors had this question. He thought about it and replied: “The sword test in early spring is no more than a small fight between the disciples. Three months later, the Four Summit Sword is the top priority. At this moment, my Houtian sword body is still some time away from Dacheng, and of course I won’t leave the customs."

Ning Changjiu nodded.

Nan Cheng asked: "I wonder why seniors have this question?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Six Summit Swords will perform well then, don't let Lu Jiajia down."

Nan Cheng moved slightly in his heart, looked at the fairy-like figure of Senior, and asked tentatively: "What is the relationship between Senior and Master...?"

"You will know in the future." Ning Changjiu's words were flat like a cloud passing by accidentally. He vibrated in white and turned away.

Nan Cheng looked at his back, but added a trace of vigilance in his heart. Only then did he conceal an extremely important thing when answering the hidden peak structure-the cold prison was also in the hidden peak.

He began to wonder, the origin of this is unknown, and the predecessors who are obviously unfamiliar with Tianku Peak are also looking for that cold prison?

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As night fell, Ning Changjiu once again saw Yan Zhou practicing sword in his sleep in Shuge.

He came back early this time and saw the whole process.

He watched the old man lying on the book table suddenly straighten up like a zombie. The yellow robe with the messy talisman on it moved without wind, and the snow-white hair and beard were drawn by the unknown air, and it was fluttering like waterweeds.

Then, his hand descended like lightning, and a cold light flashed under the long case, and in a blink of an eye there was an extra long sword in his hand.

The sword is like the sword most commonly used by the disciples in the peak. It is extremely ordinary, but every time it is swung, the sound of the sword air breaking through the wind is crisp and short, and the vibration of the blade is just right when it is retracted.

Ning Changjiu watched the first sword swung by Yan Zhou. The angle of that sword was very different from what he expected. He imagined that if he stood in front of him, it would be hot after taking the sword. The blood bead bounced on the blade.

Ning Changjiu calmed his mind, took away his breath, and watched quietly for a while.

There are still some weird sword stakes he has never heard of. Those sword stakes are full of holes, but its own weirdness is its protection, even if Ning Changjiu knows that he is asleep, he is still alert in his heart, always beware of this sword. Will it suddenly reveal some weird tricks and attack him?

Sometimes he also wondered if Yan Zhou was pretending to be asleep, and wanted to use these swords to convey something to himself, but now Yan Zhou's realm is much higher than himself. All masters can even sleep in their dreams. Perceiving the danger and defending instinctively, he didn't want to take the risk in order to prove it.

He took down all the sword stakes, and when Yan Zhou lay down on the table again to sleep, he left quietly.

After returning to the wing, he opened the window for the first time. Not long after, a black shadow flashed across the window. The black shadow fell silently, and the sword stepped on the sole of the foot retracted into the sheath. She held the sword and pointed towards He lowered his hood, revealing a beautiful face, and his translucent earlobes were filled with wine-like moonlight.

Ning Changjiu said: "Why are you here so early today?"

Lu Jiajia did not answer, but just asked: "Where is Xiaoling, is that girl still here today?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Junior sister was taught by you last night, and she is still angry with me today."

Lu Jiama puzzled: "What is she mad at you for?"

Ning Changjiu is very innocent: "I also want to know why, obviously you are the culprit."

Lu Jiajia smiled faintly.

"Master, go to bed." Ning Changjiu sighed helplessly.

Lu Jiajia glared at him, motionless, and said in embarrassment: "To put it another way."

Ning Changjiu was not used to her at all. He spread out the folded bed and sat on it first. After the two of them stood in a stalemate for a while, Lu Jiajia walked over silently, and she stayed away. Some, took off their deerskin boots and white socks, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Thank you." Lu Jiajia just got a sitting posture.

Ning Changjiu said: "I am also very curious about how far you can be cultivated with an innate sword-spirit body like you."

Lu married to marry the same expectation, she asked: "Is there a precedent for such a practice?"

Ning Changji thought of the Fourth Senior Sister who used her body as a weapon, and said: "I have seen similar ones, but compared with her, Master is still a little different."

Lu Jiajia knew that Ning Changjiu hid many secrets, and did not ask. In the brief conversation, Ning Changjiu’s fingers had already been pressed on her back, and her palms that had been naturally placed on her knees stiffened. The whole body shrank inward, tightening his lips to resist the unspeakable burning sensation, and stopped talking.

This feeling is not piping hot, but a kind of heat that makes her dizzy.

When she closes her eyes, she can feel her body like a river of darkness, flying over a golden light spot, the golden light spot is extremely pure, it seems to contain infinite energy, just like Like the sun, it is nothing but a luminous sphere when viewed with the naked eye, but it can bring the radiant light to the entire world.

She felt that the spot of light was a miniature sun rising in her body, so all her emotions, perceptions, and thoughts in her heart seemed to be transparent, shining in full view. , As if there is no more secret.

She immediately stabilized her mind and dispelled this feeling. The realm of meditation receded a little bit. Instead, it was still hot. The endless hot wind blew into her body, which was hidden in the purple house. The sword tire was also trembling in the scorching air current, and Lu Jia's body contracted like a spasm. If she opened her eyes at this moment, she could see that her eyes were already misty.

She can't say whether she dislikes or likes this feeling, but there is a slight instinct to cater, as if she hopes that all of her body will melt in the scorching light.

"Hmm..."

The golden wind blew across the purple mansion and touched the sword fetus. She couldn't help but hum, and immediately stabilized her mind, because she could clearly feel that the fit between her body and the sword fetus had gone further, and she was at this moment Her earlobes were so red that they almost dripped blood, just like ripe cherries, and people couldn't help but pick them.

Finally, Ning Changjiu retracted his hand, he sighed slightly, and the air flow sprayed on the back of Lu Jiajia's neck, causing her body to move slightly, and her chest undulated for a while before stabilizing.

"How do you feel?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Lu Jiajia covered her ears with her hands and pulled down a few strands of green silk to cover them. She nodded and said: "The sword fetus seems to be blending into my body..."

Ning Changjiu said: "When the sword fetus is completely melted, you may be able to achieve a true sword-spirit body."

Lu Jiajia feels the soft sword fetus in the purple mansion. Even if the golden crow burns, it only softens. When it really melts, I don’t know how long it will be. Could it be that she has to look for it every day during this period Ning Changjiu...

She gritted her teeth, and although she was extremely grateful to him in her heart, she was ashamed to say thank you because of their identities.

Lu Jiajia asked again: "By then...I will be a sword?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "I don't know, but if you really become a sword, will you hold yourself in the fight when the time comes?"

Lu Jiajia thought about the funny scenes. Although Ning Chang was joking, he still shook his head and said: "What is that like?"

Ning Changjiu also smiled.

At this moment, Lu Jiajia’s skin is hot and her body is emitting a slight heat. She breathed a sigh of relief and sat quietly and adjusted her breath for a while. Then the cold feeling returned to her body. Between the cold and the hot, she was like a After the handle was forged and then quenched into the water, the sword became more pliable and harder in the repeated tempering.

"When I become a sword, will my body be like a sword?" Lu Jiajia's worries are not unreasonable. She can clearly feel that her skin is getting firmer and tighter.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "If that's the case, then Miss Lu will become a swordman?"

Lu Jia married a crooked eyebrow. He had a lot of opinions about this title, but thought that the other party worked so hard for himself every day. Out of gratitude in his heart, it did not happen. He just wrote it down silently, pursed his lips, a little bit. Eliminating the dissatisfaction in his expression, there was a bit of girlishness.

Ning Changjiu suddenly said: "You said that the sword is hidden in the secluded in the daytime, and it was published in the Ming. In fact, this statement is actually not accurate, and only applies to the narrower kendo."

"Huh?" Lu Jiajia's heart moved slightly, and she leaned over to look at Ning Changjiu. Although they were very close, there was no ambiguity in their eyes, but pure curiosity. She asked:" What is your opinion?"

Ning Changjiu began to explain the theory of kendo based on the resonance point of the human body and the universe.

The atmosphere in the room also calmed down. Lu Jiajia listened calmly, her eyes brighter and brighter. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have torn off their illusions as masters and disciples. They were just fellow daoists who had met in the same generation, viewing the infinite universe. There are countless surpluses.

Ning Changjiu also likes this kind of calmness. He looked at the woman who was curious to know but couldn't let go of the master's arrogance. He smiled lightly, and finally ended with "God and gaze at the universe." It was some empty avenues, but he believed that one day Lu Jiajia could see the scenery on it and put all these empty kendos into practice.

He didn’t have any interest in the sword test in early spring. He just wanted to do this every day, attending classes with Ning Xiaoling, then practicing in retreat, and chatting with Lu Jiajia at night until his realm was reached again. , And then left the sect to look for the unobservable that does not know where in the end of the world, and explore all the secrets.

This is the calm he made, and this calm didn't last long, and the early spring sword test began as scheduled.

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(There is still a chapter tonight, but it will be updated later. You can go to bed early and get up early in the morning. I don’t have any suggestions!!)