Beyond the Divine States Chapter 140: : In the main hall of the peak

Tonight's Tianku Peak is like a huge furnace, and flames are emerging from the cave openings on the mountainside, and the smoke is soaring, as if to refine the entire mountain.

That is the fire in Hidden Peak.

The corpse was burned in a concentrated manner, and the fire that lit up was not a real firework, but a huge amount of spiritual energy scattered and ignited. It had no heat, but it illuminated the Tianku Peak brightly, but in this bright beauty , Countless people who turned bones into ashes seemed to signal the future decline of Tianku Peak.

The decline of Jianfeng, which was originally green and yellow, is almost foreseeable after this storm.

In the end, the cold prison was sealed again, but most of the prisoners in it were killed and injured. In the years to come, it will be difficult for Tianku Peak to compete with the other three peaks for aura. And at the bottom of the mysterious peak shrouded in black mist, no one will venture to set foot for the time being.

The disciples of Neifeng couldn't go to Hidden Peak. They vaguely knew that something big had happened in the mountain, but they didn't know what happened.

Everything returned to peace after the noise.

The fireworks are extinguished, the night is over the peaks and rocks, and the spring breeze is like a ghost crying.

Ning Xiaoling was sitting on the bed. She took the healing soup, covered the quilt, and stroked the folds on the quilt with her fingers. Her small and soft hands became thinner, and her palms still had the whiteness of holding the sword for a long time. mark.

She turned her head slightly and looked at the dim night outside the window. The moonlight in the sky was covered with stratus clouds, as if there was also a silvery kingdom hidden on the clouds.

"Brother..." Ning Xiaoling murmured softly. She stared at the high moon intently, as if it were a mirror from which the face of the person in her heart could be reflected.

She remembered what the brother said to herself in the daytime.

Small money bag...new copper coin...

What do you want to tell yourself, brother?

Ning Xiaoling's head turned, thinking hard, suddenly, her Purple Mansion moved slightly, and the girl pressed her chest, wisps of white light overflowed, condensing the appearance of a snow fox.

The snow fox was squeezed by Ning Xiaoling for two months. At the moment, it looked a little small, with a short tail and a bulging tail, which looked like a fluffy ball.

She hugged the Xiantian Lingxue Fox into her arms, stroked her fingers along its back, and then gently pinched its tail, curiously said: "Does the little fox have anything to tell me? "

Of course Xuehu won't answer. Most of the reactions of Xiantianling are her subconscious expressions.

Ning Xiaoling thought about it for a while, grabbing Xiantianling by the back of her neck and holding it in front of her, looking at its eyes, and then remembering something.

The existence of the innate spirit can help the master to practice at almost double the speed, and it is also a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, which can secretly record many things.

Ning Xiaoling's hand touched Xuehu's head.

She closed her eyes, and her mind was connected to Xuehu without any barriers. Soon, Ning Xiaoling saw some scenes that she had forgotten.

It's a dark space. There are many milky white bean-sized lamps lit in the space. Those lamps seem to float out of thin air like ghost fires, and they also seem to have long pillars as support, and on the ground, scattered There are so many things that cannot be seen clearly, they are like stones of different sizes, placed scattered and scattered, revealing a ghostly and gloomy atmosphere.

Ning Xiaoling was terrified. She didn't know why she saw such a picture, and the images that followed made her eyebrows tremble even more.

She saw a huge bone snake, the skull snake was intact, without any incompleteness, like an entrenched ancient dragon, swallowing all the mist, and the bone snake occupies too much field of view, she vaguely felt Behind the Bone Serpent, there were still a pair of eyes staring at her faintly. She couldn't see those eyes, but she shuddered at the thought of this possibility.

"Hey--" Ning Xiaoling saw this weird picture and accidentally applied a little harder with her hand. Xuehu called out, pulling her back from the dream to reality.

She found out that she was startled in a cold sweat.

Ning Xiaoling raised her arm and wiped her forehead. She lifted the quilt and quickly got out of the bed, her feet on the ground groping for shoes.

At this moment, she was still wearing white singles and trousers. She could not wait to hide the door before she even put on the outer clothes. Suddenly she remembered what happened before, and she muttered in her heart, thinking that Master will not be today. Will be in Brother's room again, what if the two of them are doing something weird and they are smashed by themselves?

Ning Xiaoling didn't know what the weird thing was, but thought it was weird that they were together late at night.

Ning Xiaoling used the Taoist Hidden Breathing technique and tiptoed to her brother's room. She first looked around carefully, for fear that she would provoke the little tail like Le Rou last time.

Next, Ning Xiaoling lay down in front of the door, pressed her ear against the door, and listened carefully to see if there was any movement inside.

After confirming that there was no weird sound inside, Ning Xiaoling knocked gently on the door.

Boom boom boom.

In the extremely quiet corridor, Ning Xiaoling's knock on the door made herself a little frightened.

But there was no response from the house.

She knew that as long as the brother was in the room, she would definitely hear a knock on the door, but...why there was no response?

Where did the brother go?

Ning Xiaoling knocked a few more times, confused, she had to retreat to the room weakly, and sulked silently for a while.

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In the main hall of the peak, Ning Changjiu sat cross-legged on the Bai Yuhan window, and Lu Jiajia sat down behind him, instilling spiritual power into his empty body.

"Why are you in Hidden Peak? Who allowed you to enter?" Lu Jiajia's tone was cold, and Yurun's red lips were covered with frost on Hanyu's bed.

Ning Changji didn’t hide it for a long time, and told her about a small flying array book in Shuge, together with Hidden Peak. Ning Changji thought for a while and said, "Since Hidden Peak can go in, of course I can also practice in it. ."

Lu Jiajia coldly hummed: "What's wrong? Humiliating."

Ning Changjiu asked, "Doesn't the peak main hall not allow disciples to come in?"

After finishing this sentence, Ning Changjiu regretted it a little. He was afraid that Lu Jiajia would sweep himself out of the house in a fit of anger, so he immediately arched his back pretending to be weak and coughed twice.

Lu Jiajia didn’t move much either, he just whispered softly: “If you have such a thing in the future, you must tell me first, you know?”

Ning Changjiu nodded.

Lu Jiajia pressed her hands on his back, her palms felt warm and cold, and she continued to ask: "How did you come out?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "There seems to be a secret tunnel at the bottom of the peak... I fell into the bottom of the peak. I simply looked around for a while, fumbled for a while in the dark, and then found a secret tunnel from the peak. I walked out at the end."

"The secret way?" Lu Jiajia wondered: "How could there be a secret way at the bottom of the peak? Who made it?"

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head. He thought he might have remembered something wrong, but he couldn't confirm it.

Lu Jiajia continued to ask: "What about after coming out?"

Ning Changjiu removed the jade plate of the inner disciple at his waist and smiled and said, "Master, please have a look."

Lu Jiajia noticed that he had changed his waistband a long time ago, but she didn't look happy on her face, she just said indifferently: "Why don't you return to the peak first?"

For a long time, Ning Chang remembered that Lu Jiajia almost put himself in danger during the internal strife of Yinfeng in order to go down the mountain alone. He was moved in his heart and smiled and said, "Master is tired."

Lu Jiajia said calmly: "It's fine if you don't die."

Ning Changjiu coughed a few times, and the paleness on his face changed to blood.

Lu Jiajia remembered something again, and asked: "Listen to Yazhu, your swordsmanship is very good?"

Ning Changjiu said: "My swordsmanship has always been very good."

Lu Jiajia did not continue this topic. She retracted her palms. After adjusting her breath, both palms sank, and then placed on her knees. She said: "Your body should be fine. I don't care about your swordsmanship. Where did it come from, but this sword is a skill that kills a thousand enemies and destroys 800. It will damage your Qi, Sea and Spirit Vessels very much, so remember to be careful in the future."

Ning Changjiu nodded his head, he was also worried. He took a break and said: "Then let's continue."

"Huh? What continue?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu turned his head.

Lu Jiama’s long hair is not twined, scattered on her shoulders like a waterfall, and a few strands are draped down her chest. Her face is also tired, with long autumn eyes and cold fog, like sitting alone on a cold couch. Moon Palace Fairy.

She and Ning Changjiu looked at each other for a while, then quickly staggered their gazes and said, "Forget it today."

Ning Changjiu said: "Turn your back."

Lu Jiajia was a little displeased with this tone, and said: "I said, forget it today."

Ning Changjiu said: "Today, Master went down the mountain to look for me. I was so touched that I always felt nothing in return."

Lu Jiama does not speak.

Ning Changjiu pressed her hands on her shoulders and twisted her body a little bit.

On weekdays, the room is dark. Although the two of them have small skin on the blind date, they are not bothered. At this moment, the Bai Yuhan bed is glowing, and the two figures are photographed clearly, and their distance is very close. In the near future, the rising cold mist can't play a covering role at all.

"Thanks for your hard work." Lu Jiama's voice was a little soft.

She straightened her back and pushed the hair scattered on her back to her front. The swan-like neck was slender and straight among the hair. Ning Changjiu only noticed that she was wearing a thin piece of hair around her neck. Silver necklace.

Ning Changjiu suddenly asked: "If I fall to the bottom of the peak and never come up again, what will you do?"

Lu Jiajiaqing said coldly: "Don't get me wrong, I am the peak master, you are my disciple, and it is my responsibility to save you."

Ning Changjiu smiled and asked: "What did I misunderstand?"

Speaking, Ning Changjiu pointed to Zhonglu Marrying’s waistcoat. The golden crow circled her fingers and turned into golden awns, part of it overflowed along her sword dress, and part of it ignited her body through her clothes. .

Lu Jiajia snorted and said, "You already have an unmarried wife. You must never say these frivolous Menglang words to other women in the future."

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm just gambling with her."

Lu Jiajia sneered: "You are afraid that even Xiaoling can't be fooled by what you said."

Ning Changjiu said: "Zhao Xiang'er's yellow-haired girl is proud and proud. What's so good besides having an excellent skin?"

Lu Jiajia smiled lightly: "Huangmao girl? I don't think you are much older than her."

Ning Changjiu also laughed and said, "It's really not as big as Master."

"Shut up." Lu Jiajia said softly.

"Master, don't get me wrong." Ning Changjiu smiled and defended.

Lu Jiajia doesn't want to care about him anymore.

The temperature on Ning Changjiu's hands was also much higher. The golden crow flew into the jade body to dissipate the cold, and heat the delicate and white skin. Her body was slightly hot, and her cheeks began to feel hot. , Ergenzi is a crystal clear ruby, and at the same time, the air-conditioning on the white jade cold bed keeps driving the temperature of her body.

Between cold and hot, Lu Jiajia had a strange and unclear feeling in his heart.

She didn't like this feeling. She could clearly feel that Ning Changjiu had some "retaliation" mentality. Just now I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He deliberately teased the Purple Mansion and stimulated the sword fetus in it, and she also had something Beware, don't change your face, pretend that you are immune to it.

But after all, it is under the "control" of others. Although Lu Jiajia's character is never so strong, she doesn't like being at the mercy of others.

Finally, after enduring for a long time, Ning Changjiu retracted her finger, Lu Jia's body was loose, and her red earlobes seemed to be on fire. If Feining had been present for a long time, she would lie directly on the cold jade bed, greedily Craving for coolness to dissipate the temperature in the body.

Ning Changjiu moved his finger, and the Golden Crow, who was originally standing on his fingertips, leaped over his shoulder. He asked, "What will Master tell me in class tomorrow?"

Lu Jiajia thought about it for a while, and said: "The cycle of spiritual veins from the sky."

Ning Changjiu nodded.

Lu Jiajia asked: "What is your opinion?"

In the past, after they finished training, Lu Jiajia would also take the opportunity to ask some questions about Ning Changjiu’s practice, and Ning Changjiu was very knowledgeable, and Lu Jiajia benefited a lot from each answer, nominally Lu Jiajia. Marriage is discussing with him, but Ning Changjiu is actually helping her to solve her doubts.

This time Ning Changjiu seems to have some grudges against their previous conversations, and said: "I am your disciple, how can I answer anything, Master sincerely wants to know, it is better to worship me as a teacher."

"?" Listening to his words, Lu Jiajia hummed in doubt, turned her head, her reddish cheeks were frosty, and she said stiffly: "I'm just discussing with you."

Ning Changjiu didn't open it up either, he responded, and married Lu Jiajia and began to talk about the many characteristics of the Lingmai Zhoutian cycle.

Lu Jiajia nodded lightly with a serious look, but for some reason, she was a little confused when she thought of what Ning Changjiu had just said.

She thought, if she had known him a few years later, with his talent, it would really be possible to be her own master... She couldn’t imagine if she really recognized the boy in front of her as a teacher. Of course, fortunately, she started first. To be strong, such a thing cannot happen.

She sits upright, with a straight posture, even as a listener, she still carries the majesty and coldness of the peak master, as if she is the one who is tempting.

The two of them sorted out some detailed questions based on the principle of discussion.

Lu Jiajia said with emotion: "These are what you think from the book?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Yes."

Lu Jiajia didn't believe it, and said softly: "When can you tell me your true origin?"

The smile on Ning Changjiu's face gradually faded. He didn't know what he thought of, and there was a trace of nostalgia on his face.

When Lu Jiajia saw that he didn’t want to say anything, he didn’t reluctantly said, “Wu Shenyue will come soon, and all the disciples will go down the mountain to hunt demons together. Try not to go to the wilderness where no one is walking, immortal cultivators. The duty is to guard the world, the monsters who don’t mess up the world don’t have to risk beheading them."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Well, there should be something hidden in these four peaks, you also have to be careful."

Lu Jia married and said: "I know, I will take care of this peak."

Ning Changjiu continued to nod, and said nothing more.

Seeing that the weather is not early, Lu Jiajia began to issue an order to leave the guest: "If there is nothing wrong, I will send you back to rest first."

Late night, Lu Jiajia put on that black robe. In order to prevent her from being discovered, she did not take the right path, but took Ning Changjiu into her arms, and went straight away from the open window. Back to Ning Changjiu's wing.

At this moment, Lu Jiama doesn't even need a fairy sword to travel from the sky, but this also makes her a little strange. If she is a sword, then what is Ning Changjiu who is walking with her? The man who controls the sword?

She didn't want to think about this problem too much, and after sending Ning Changjiu back to the room, she left silently.　　……

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At night, Ning Changjiu didn't go to sleep directly. He drew out his sword and began to repeat the weird sword move.

He had previously memorized many sword moves when Yan Zhou was sleeping in his dreams. He remembered a total of twelve moves. The movements of each sword did not resemble a sword, but rather a strange dance during sacrifice.

He began to try these sword moves again.

Ning Changjiu discovered that even if he kills three people with this sword technique, but when he dances his sword out of thin air, it is still difficult to master the sword technique, as if the real life and death are quenched by the sword. Only with the sharpness of the sword can the swordsmanship that break all the critical points be brought into full play.

Ning Changjiu is very knowledgeable and knows that this sword technique is extremely difficult, and it may even have something to do with the second half of the legendary Heavenly Sword Scripture.

But intuition told Ning Changjiu that this shouldn't be the second half of the sword scripture. In his subconscious, he seemed to know the whereabouts of the second half of the sword scripture, but he just couldn't remember it.

The sword is shining in the moonlight, tearing open the night over and over again, Ning Changjiu's sword is getting faster and faster, and the use and changes of these twelve sword moves have also become proficient in a very short time.

Next, he discovered that these twelve sword moves seemed to be related to each other, and what they pointed at seemed to be a sword.

These sword moves are all born out of one sword.

Ning Chang couldn't help but remembered the most basic Taoist scripture "Tianxinjuan" in Unconventional. It was the Taoist scripture that he learned as soon as he started, but he discovered it only after he cultivated to the highest places, whether it was Taoist retreat technique or Dao methods such as the water and moon in the mirror are all deductions and changes of the Tianxin scroll.

Could this kind of swordsmanship be the same as Tianxinjuan, which is the natural method of Taoism, the "oneness" of all things in life?

At this moment, Ning Changjiu, who has been studying swordsmanship and Taoism seriously, didn't know that Ning Xiaoling had come to see herself tonight.

In the morning class the next day, Ning Changjiu didn't go there, but went straight to see Yan Zhou in the book pavilion.

The old man Yan Zhou was still asleep, so Ning Changjiu took the book and flipped through it at will.

"I already know about Hidden Peak." After some time, the old man spoke slowly, his breath of life was extremely weak, like a lonely spider silk in the wind.

Ning Changjiu put down the book in his hand, looked at Yan Zhou, and said straightforwardly: "I killed Yan Feng."

Yan Zhou is slightly different. He did not hear about it. He only knew that Yan Feng died at the hands of a man in white, and that man in white also fell into the valley. Based on his knowledge of peaks and valleys, he knew the man in white. Even if you don't fall to pieces, you will be eroded by the evil artifacts at the bottom of the peak, and life is better than death.

But he didn't expect that the person was actually Ning Changjiu.

This incident is incredible, but if it falls on this young man with many secrets, it doesn't seem to be inexplicable.

Yan Zhou sighed: "Yan Feng wants to kill you, you want to kill him, life and death are unpredictable, and the consequences are at your own risk. I have nothing to say about this ending, and you must have guessed it. Then Yan Feng was the one who secretly killed me. If you let it go, if you are still dissatisfied, you can draw your sword and kill me."

Ning Changjiu smiled faintly, and said: "Uncle Shizu's words are serious, I came to you today not because of this."

"Huh?" Yan Zhou was bewildered and smiled: "Then what do you come to do with my old man? Could you ask something about Lu's marriage? That girl, I watched her grow up, when I was I didn't expect that she could come out and become such an alluring city."

Ning Changjiu's heart was slightly different. He suddenly wanted to follow Yan Zhou's words and ask about the past of Lu's marriage, but he resisted it and said without changing his face: "It has nothing to do with the teacher."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Yan Zhou asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "You are not curious about how I killed Yan Feng?"

Yan Zhou nodded and said: "Curious, you should definitely die in your realm. I thought it was someone secretly helping, could it not be?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I only managed to kill Yan Feng with one sword."

Yan Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the handsome young man in white: "One sword? What kind of sky-reaching sword technique can instantly kill people across two realms?"

Ning Changjiu said: "The Zi Ting can be called an immortal. Of course, the mortals under the Zi Ting may be killed by any means."

"Although what you said has some truth, I still want to know, what kind of sword is it?"

Only when Yan Zhou's words fell, the sword appeared three feet in front of him. Yan Zhou was not panicked, because at his realm, Ning would never break the energy of his body for a long time. But his pupils still bloomed with splendor.

"Where did you learn the swordsmanship?" Yan Zhou blurted out.

Ning Changjiu saw that his expression was not fake, and he was even more puzzled, and asked: "Have you seen such a sword technique?"

Yan Zhou shook his head first, then fell into deep thought: "I'm sure I haven't seen it before, but it's a little familiar. Where did you... where did you learn it?"

Ning Chang hesitated for a while, and said: "When I was a child, I used to worship a Taoist priest as my teacher. He taught me some weird swordsmanship."

Yan Zhou doesn't know the truth or not, but sighs: "Your life is indeed very good, presumably that is also a master outside the world."

Ning Changjiu stared at him, as if he wanted to catch a trace of fluctuations in his face, but Yan Zhou's expression was not flawed. After a while, Ning Changjiu spread out the book in his hands and asked casually: "Can you tell me more about the story of the dragon pillar and the situation at the bottom of the peak?"

Yan Zhou shook his head and said: "You have set foot there, you should know more than me."

Ning Chang did not ask for a long time, just said: "You really want to be imprisoned in the book pavilion for a lifetime? The sky is wide and the earth is wide, and the practitioners should not be stuck on these trivial things."

Yan Zhou said: "Where are the little things? This is my avenue..."

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At night, in the Hall of the Peak Master, Lu Jiajia asked his teacher as soon as he saw Ning Changjiu: "Why didn't you come to the morning class and Yuntai Sword Field today? You are already a disciple of the Neifeng, so you should abide by the rules. What does this look like? Words?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Could it be that you want to beat my ruler again?"

Lu Jiajia now needs his help in refining the body every day. Of course, it is impossible to avenge revenge, but the rules of the teacher should not be violated without authorization. She thought about it and said to herself: "During the hidden peak, you had a great job in protecting the peak. Some small mistakes can offset the merits. I don’t care too much about these, but it’s not appropriate after all. You remember to come to class in the future and don’t make me embarrassed."

"Um, good."

"By the way, I will also arrange a special seat for you. It's really unreasonable to always move a chair by Xiaoling's side."

"No, it's nice to sit next to the younger sister..."

"No, Xiaoling is only fourteen years old now. She should be polished and polished, and she should not be too dependent on you."

"Then I will listen to you."

"Well, let's start..."

The two sat on the cold white jade bed one after another.

Today's body refining ended very quickly, because both Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia found that the effect of body refining has become weaker day by day.

"Maybe it won't take a few days, my sword spirit will be able to become a real master." When Lu Jiajia said this, she looked like a little girl looking forward to the new year.

Ning Changjiu poured cold water: "I don't think it is necessarily."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I think maybe the temperature is not enough." Ning Changjiu guessed looking at the golden crow between his fingers.

Lu Jia married: "Then what do you think?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Your clothes may be a bit thick."