Beyond the Divine States Chapter 146: : Going into the depths of the lotus root by mistake

Outside the tall wooden archway in Liantian Town, a white-maned wild wolf stands with black fur, tall, with two pointed ears standing upright, carrying a huge mallet in its hand, and the mallet is full of wolves. Teeth-like nails.

"This king Tiansha Wuqi, Langyashan Shuangsha cave cave owner, the earthshaw came to worship the village before, you made too heavy a hand, which damaged the face of my Langyashan, today the daysha is coming. Ask for justice!" The self-contained wolf demon waved the mace in his hand.

The monster's Baizhuang stirred waves on Ning Xiaoling's lifeless heart. She was so excited, she hurriedly ran out of the town after hearing the news, wanting to see the monster's appearance.

Next, she found that everyone didn't seem to be interested in the big demon Baizhuang who claimed to be so fierce.

The work of the craftsmen has never stopped, and the farmers are also focused on farming in the crops, and their backs are not straight. Only the other monsters are still concerned about the black seven demon wolf, discussing its origin, but in the end They all laughed.

After Ning Xiaoling looked around, she felt that she was over-excited.

"Brother, why don't they have the current urgency of the enemy?" Ning Xiaoling couldn't understand.

Ning Changjiu said: "Maybe I am used to it."

Ning Xiaoling and Ning Changjiu were the first to arrive outside the village.

In the weedy field, on a lonely rock, Wuqi stood on the stick, calmly. After seeing the brothers and sisters, it said coldly: "Just you?"

Wu Qi's eyes were disappointed.

"You yellow girl, also want to learn about our Langyashan martial arts?" Wu Qi waved his club, as if he wanted to drive them away directly.

Ning Xiaoling's eyes were also disappointed, she sighed, thinking that the monster's worship of Zhuang really made the thunder and the rain drop even smaller. She didn't even bother to draw the sword, and directly rolled up her sleeves and confronted the demon wolf.

Three rounds later, Ning Xiaoling slashed with a palm knife and cut its mace into two pieces. Wu Qi looked at the broken stick, dumbfounded, and cried out "I count you cruel." , And then turned and fled.

Ning Xiaoling didn't bother to chase after.

She couldn't understand why such a weak monster should have such a loud name, which made people happy.

Such worship lasted for a few days.

In the past few days, Ning Xiaoling has been going to the battle, disappointed each time, but the townspeople here are very interested in the action of the immortal master, and there are more onlookers, and they are driving away the seventh monster. After that, Ning Xiaoling finally couldn't bear it and decided not to bully the little animals again.

After asking about Qiusheng, they found out that there is a lotus seed festival in Liantian Town. At that time, there will be many aura of lotus seeds growing in the lotus pond, and the residents of Liantian Town will also invite many Megatrons. Monsters have come to the lotus festival, so before the summer is approaching, monsters often come to worship village, just to prove their strength, and then get the qualifications of the lotus festival invitation.

Ning Xiaoling knew that all the real monsters around had been bought by Lianzi... She couldn't raise her strength anymore.

"I will never take a step out of Liantian Town before the end of Wushen Moon!" Ning Xiaoling vowed.

Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly. He has heard the complaints of junior sisters too many times these days.

Ning Xiaoling also gave up struggling, and said: "I'll practice hard for the remaining half a month, brother, do you have any powerful spells to teach me? Just the last time I could move a long distance. Fa, I want to learn that......"

"That can't be learned overnight." Ning Changjiu said.

"How long did the brother study?"

"I didn't learn, I realized it myself."

"..." Ning Xiaoling said angrily: "Brother is bullying again!"

There were no waves in the days that followed. Although there were often monsters coming to worship the village, Ning Xiaoling was no longer able to seal the sword. I don't know who was going to fight. In short, the monsters who worshiped the village did not get any benefits.

Ning Xiaoling eats fish, teases cats, practices swords, and visits the town every day, while Ning Changjiu is dragged by her younger sister to do these things, and occasionally teaches her some subtle methods.

The cold spring of Liuqiao gradually dissipated, and the light wandered everywhere in Liantian Town, with a little bit of heat mixed in the gentleness.

After Ning Xiaoling calmed down, her heart really calmed down. A leisurely life is such a comfortable life. When the warm sunlight fell on her white dress, she suddenly felt like a small tree. A little bit of growth and development in the light and rain, it seems that he will soon become a fairy with a good appearance like Master.

Ning Changjiu also likes this kind of ease, which makes him seem to have returned to the Taoist temple in his previous life. In addition to his mindless practice every day, he sits on the edge of the cliff and looks at the sunset, or visits the simple town in Dahe Town. people.

Now in the house, when he is alone, he often looks at the paintings in the room, feeling the slightly familiar brushstrokes on the paintings, thinking about their origins and hidden stories, and finally his sight Always come to the layout of the small town in the middle.

Ning Changjiu always believes that if something goes wrong, there must be a demon. According to this old man's pen, he shouldn't draw such a mediocre work of poetry and painting.

Moreover, it's still hanging in the center.

Ning Changjiu couldn't see any famous halls, and for more than 20 days, the old man lived alone in that small building. Qiusheng had been delivering food, but he never came to see these two guests.

And Qiusheng also served the two immortal teachers well. She did not leak any water in her daily life. Xiao Lian was also very well-behaved. As her name suggests, she often went to the misty lotus pond to hang boats. Now the lotus leaves have been picked up. In the endless blue, the swaying lotus wind resembles the skirt corners of a young girl.

What makes Ning Xiaoling happy is that in the past ten days of quiet practice, her realm is indeed a lot solid, but she is stepping on the cloud ladder, and the foundation is not strong, so no matter how hard she works Practicing, the distance to the first stage of long life is still far away indefinitely.

Ning Changjiu calmly watched the passage of time day by day, and wanted to marry the letter of war and the sword of the Four Summits in half a month. He was worried and always felt uneasy.

While Wu Shenyue is about to pass, and when the kingdom of God of the Sin King is about to open, it was the day before leaving the town. All the previous calm seemed to be waiting for the waves after a strong wind, and huge changes. Before arriving, Ning Changjiu, who was in Liantian Town, was dragged by Ning Xiaoling to say goodbye to the little monsters one by one.

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Ning Changjiu accompanied Ning Xiaoling through several alleys, and finally met the patrolling rabbit spirit, Ning Xiaoling stopped the rabbit spirit, and said goodbye to it seriously, the rabbit spirit still wears Wearing that armor, it carried three carrots on its back like a sword.

Learning that Ning Xiaoling is about to leave, Rabbit Jing hesitated for a while, reluctantly took off a carrot, held it in both hands like a sword gift to a hero, and gave it to Ning Xiaoling, who solemnly I took the carrot.

On the roofs on both sides of the street, the lizard spirit and the toad spirit were still screaming, and a mallard duck, with a slightly fat body, came to them through the streets and quacked to say goodbye to them. .

Ning Xiaoling leaned down and touched its smooth feathers.

When she saw this duck for the first time, she still saw it being chased by a fish on the lotus pond. Ning Xiaoling kindly helped it out. She never thought that a month would pass in a blink of an eye.

"Brother, when will we introduce some monsters to the mountain gate?" Ning Xiaoling thought suddenly.

Ning Changjiu dispelled her illusion with a sentence: "Do you think your brothers and sisters are not eating well?"

Ning Xiaoling sighed and said goodbye to the monsters, while walking towards the place where she lived.

Qiu Sheng caught a large bass today and boiled a thick pot of soup. The black cat was already sitting upright, and the cat’s eyes were staring at the steaming heat. I don’t know how much endurance it took to hold back it. The temptation of fish.

Ning Xiaoling sat next to the black cat, and habitually took the cat into her arms and rubbed it, then she picked up a piece of the most delicious meat on her belly and delivered it to the black cat’s mouth. The black cat screamed with satisfaction A few times, but it sounded like a baby crying.

When they finished their meal, the sky was covered with remnant clouds.

The whole town is like an exquisite painting, with the light and dark from far to near, the red of clouds in the distance, the blue of flowing clouds in the distance, the swaying blue colors, the dark silver of the waves of lotus ponds, all The colors are all just right, and it outlines its appearance peacefully and quietly.

After eating, Xiaolian suddenly ran into Xiaomulou, and then ran out quickly.

Still chatting with Qiusheng, saying that she would go to see Ning Xiaoling, who is a strong snake, but the clothes behind her were torn.

Ning Xiaoling turned her head and looked at Xiaolian's wide-open eyes. The little girl opened her mouth, babbling and babbling. Ning Xiaoling could not understand.

Ning Changjiu on the side suddenly opened his eyes.

Qiu Sheng finished listening to his sister, he also frowned, looked at the two fairy masters uncertainly, and said, "Grandpa...well, grandpa invites you in."

"I haven't seen each other for a month, what do you see at this time?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Xiao Lian squeezed her fingers, drew horizontally and vertically, and then gestured for the outline of her body.

Ning Changjiu understood this time: "The old man wants to draw a portrait for me?"

Seeing that he understood her words, Xiao Lian jumped up excitedly, pointed to the yard, and motioned them to go in.

Ning Changjiu smiled, and said: "Since the master invites, there is no reason not to go."

Ning Xiaoling subconsciously glanced at the lifelike black cat hanging on the wall, knowing that the old man’s painting skills are extremely difficult. If he can get two paintings, he can show off after he has returned to the top. Something.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling walked towards the small wooden building.

In the twilight, the old building is like a lonely symbol.

Today, the door bolt was not closed, and when I pushed open the concealed door, the smell of ink came out.

Ning Xiaoling looked around the ink-filled bamboo building in surprise. There are many paintings hanging on the walls. The years of those paintings are hard to be traced. The edges of the painting paper are glowing with a faint yellow color, and the styles of the paintings are different or exquisite. Elegant or majestic, they caught Ning Xiaoling's eyeballs in a variety of ways.

So Ning Xiaoling didn't pay attention to the look of the seniors around him at all.

The moment Ning Changjiu walked into the room, his breathing was a little stagnant.

He thought of some things in the past. The three-month painting career suddenly came to mind. The pattern in the building in front of him is so familiar, even some of the paintings on the wall overlap with some of the pictures in his memory. .

This should be just a coincidence...

Ning Changjiu thought this way, and then at the corner he saw an old man standing at the table with his arms frustrated. The old man was not too old. He wore a blue-and-yellow robe. Perhaps it was because he was at desk for a long time. His back crouched slightly.

Ning Xiaoling walked out to the old man, wondering what he was painting.

Ning Changjiu suddenly grabbed her hand and stopped.

Senior sister had a pain in her arm, she turned her head suspiciously, and then was stunned. He seldom saw the expression of senior brother.

I saw Ning Changjiu staring at the old man in front of him without blinking. His expression was too calm and terribly calm, as if the air in the room had frozen with his gaze.

"Um...cough..." The old man lifted the pen, covered his mouth with his other hand, his body shook with the cough, and the air flowed again with the sound of his cough.

The old man slowly turned around.

The coincidence became a reality.

"Mr. Zhang." Ning Changjiu couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart and called out his last name.

He recognizes the old man in front of him. This is Mr. Zhang, who was his teacher in Dahe Town and learned painting for three months in his previous life!

He then remembered the brushstrokes of those scrolls. It’s just Mr. Zhang from Dahe Town, a hidden master. The traces of monks can be clearly seen between his brushes, and the old man in front of him, all Ning Changjiu’s paintings are all made by mortals, so Ning Changjiu only finds it familiar, but never connects them.

And today, before night fell, the old man met them for the first time, and Ning Changjiu heard the beat of his heart.

Dahe Town and Buguan belong to the same hidden mountain. If the memory of his previous life is correct, he was sent to Mr. Zhang to learn painting when he was eight years old. Now Mr. Zhang should have been in Dahe Town for a long time. what. Could it be that time goes backwards, and many things have also changed...

Next, he immediately thought of the most critical thing.

This old painter may know the way to Dahe Town!

In a very short time, Ning Xiaoling only raised her head and blinked twice, and countless thoughts floated in Ning Changjiu's heart.

"Do you recognize me?" Old Mr. Zhang asked with a strange look in his eyes.

Ning Changjiu shook his head: "I don't know, I just heard Qiusheng talk about it."

No! Brother must know each other!

Ning Xiaoling’s body suddenly got goose bumps. She could clearly feel the mind of the brother. At that moment, the spirit of the brother was too fluctuating. It was a deep panic, and even her mind was swaying. There is absolutely no way to hide emotions.

But how can brother know him? Why is there such a complicated mood?

The smile on Ning Xiaoling's face gradually faded, and when she looked at the old man again, her eyes were full of alert.

Mr. Zhang was not suspicious. He half turned around, brushed his fingers across the roll of paper, his voice was neither light nor heavy, and said: "The two paintings have been painted almost, but the look of the eyes is always indistinct. , So I want to take a closer look at you."

Ning Chang hesitated for a moment, and walked over calmly with Ning Xiaoling pretending to be.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the table top, her expression stunned again.

I saw two unframed paintings on the book table. Those two paintings were portraits of her and her senior brother. She didn't know when this old Mr. Zhang wrote the pen, but now Chen is in front of them, They are two scrolls that are almost finished. On the scrolls are a young girl in a white dress and a young girl in a white skirt.

Next, Ning Xiaoling thought of a terrible thing-to paint them so meticulously, could this old man keep secretly observing them in the dark on weekdays?

Ning Xiaoling's mind appeared in those dark corners of life, imagining that there were always a pair of eyes hidden there, and the cool breeze was whistling in her heart.

Ning Changjiu knew what Mr. Zhang was capable of, and he was not so surprised. He looked at the painting seriously.

Except for the lack of eyesight in the whole picture, there is no place to be faulty in the rest.

"Good painting." Ning Changjiu appreciated.

Mr. Zhang disagreed, and said: "I have painted for a lifetime, and I don't know other skills, but I envy you. I entered the road of cultivation at a young age."

Ning Changjiu asked: "The old man can't practice?"

Mr. Zhang glanced at him, smiled, and said: "How can someone who cultivates immortality be a painter."

This sentence sounds very convincing. Ning Changjiu nodded superficially, but he didn't believe it. He knew that Mr. Zhang was a very powerful practitioner. He was a master eight years ago, and of course he is even more so now.

"The old man's painting is quite immortal, have you ever visited the immortal and asked about it?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said: "Not interested."

Ning Changjiu said: "Sir, this dress looks like a Taoist dress?"

Mr. Zhang didn't lift his head, put the pen in the jar and stirred, and replied at will: "It's really been two years since I repaired it."

Ning Changjiu continued to ask: "Which Taoist temple did Mr. go to?"

Mr. Zhang replied: "You asked what this is doing. It's not a good god. You want to be a Taoist priest?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and replied: "Junior sister and I were Taoist priests before entering the sword sect. Now seeing Mr. in this Taoist clothing, I miss it very much."

Mr. Zhang replied: "There is no Taoist temple nearby, I used to..."

He moistened new ink with a pen.

Ning Changjiu wanted to wait for him to continue speaking, but Mr. Zhang seriously dropped the pen and pointed at his eyes.

"Didn't Grandpa say to take a good look at our eyes?" Ning Xiaoling interjected.

Mr. Zhang ran the pen while replied: "I have already seen it."

From start to finish, he only glanced at it twice.

Ning Changjiu waited until he finished the two paintings, but failed to ask the origin of Taoism.

The sky is getting darker.

Ning Changjiu suddenly raised his head because his thinking was too focused, and saw Qiu Sheng pacing nervously outside, as if something urgent was waiting for him.

Mr. Zhang finished the painting. He looked at it from beginning to end and nodded in satisfaction: "Before I leave tomorrow, I will give this painting to you."

Ning Changjiu didn't answer.

Ning Xiaoling could feel the anxiety of the brother, she didn't know what the brother was worried about, but the grandpa sent the painting. She expressed her gratitude out of politeness.

When Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling walked out of the house, the bright moon was already in the sky, the moonlight was like water, but it looked like a lonely lamp in the corner of the eaves.

Qiu Sheng waited anxiously outside the door for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Qiu Sheng said nervously: "Nothing happened, right? Grandpa Zhang didn't embarrass you, right?"

Ning Xiaoling is very confused, thinking that Mr. Zhang is very kind...Is there something that I missed?

Ning Changjiu replied: "No."

Qiu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Two fairy masters, follow me!"

"What happened?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Qiu Sheng did not speak, but ran into the hall quickly, and told Xiao Lian a few words, and then he solemnly said to Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling: "Master...actually, I have always kept things from you. , I originally thought that such a thing would not happen, but it was a coincidence... Well... I will take you to see the biggest secret of the town!"

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The biggest secret of the town.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, there was a strange magic power, and the whole world seemed to have changed something inadvertently.

Ning Changjiu walked out of the house and glanced back. I don't know if it was his own illusion. The bright moon in the sky seemed to fade a bit, and the light was taken away by the lone lamp hanging on the wall.

Deng Ying is like water.

Qiu Sheng led them through the town to the lotus pond behind.

The lotus pond is fascinated by a layer of mist, and the moonlight shines through the mist, like a heavy white yarn.

The three of them walked on the lotus boat together.

"Master, please move forward." Qiu Sheng said.

Ning Changjiu tapped the side of the ship, and the lotus boat drove away.

Passing through the center of the lotus pond, the huge and terrifying black shadow appeared again under the water surface. Under the black shadow potential of the water surface, only a dark blue head protruded, and the snake head was always calm with the body. Looking ahead.

It goes with the lotus boat.

The lotus leaves are sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, and the fog is getting deeper. If there is no aura to protect the boat, they are already covered with dew at this moment.

The lotus boat drifted away. Ning Xiaoling looked nervously in the depths of the cold mist, for fear of seeing some terrible monster, but she suddenly discovered that the black shadow of the big python beside the lotus boat had disappeared for some time. .

Ning Changjiu knew that it disappeared when the second white mist blew up. It should have dived into the bottom of the water. Perhaps it didn't even dare to approach the front area.

Qiu Sheng was very nervous from beginning to end and didn't say anything.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling did not question, the atmosphere remained in a strange quiet.

Ning Changjiu could feel the strange fluctuations in the area in the white mist.

Ning Xiaoling whispered directly in her heart. Although this lotus pond is very large, in the past, you can still see the opposite shore from a distance. How can the lotus boat travel so long today and still haven't left this thick fog?

"Brother, are you really walking in a straight line?" Ning Xiaoling asked worriedly.

Ning Changjiu's finger on the ship's side did not change. He nodded and looked at the thick fog in silence, with golden light glowing in his pupils.

He saw far away.

It's still just a thick fog.

Lianzhou has been driving for a long time, but Ning Xiaoling's nervous heart is not too nervous for a long time, and finally there is light in front of her eyes.

Ning Xiaoling's face was full of joy.

Ning Changjiu's expression was even more serious.

The lotus boat broke through the fog, and the countless heavy white yarns were finally thrown behind him, and Ning Changjiu's movement of knocking on the ship's side stopped.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the front and exclaimed uncontrollably: "How could this be!"

In front of the shore where they docked, there stood an archway with the three words "Liantian Town" clearly written on the archway.

And the familiar town is so immersed in the mysterious moonlight.

Qiu Sheng pursed his dry lips, his voice was a little nervous and guilty. He looked ahead and said, "Although there are immortals in the town every year, we actually don’t have that kind of ghost festival. Yes, this...is our Ghost Festival, but the time it comes is uncertain. Sometimes it happens once in a few months, and some are not in a few years. The last time was three or four years ago. Can’t remember, anyway, um... we accidentally ran into it."

In the small town, the sound of clappers came out again.

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(Thanks to the leader, Da Ji Chanxi, for rewarding a lot of aspect coins again! Thank you for your strong support and encouragement~)