Beyond the Divine States Chapter 154: : The Second Volume of the Heavenly Sword Scriptures

When Ning Changjiu's last sword pierced out, all the afterimages of the sky returned to his body, and the domineering sword aura disappeared at this moment.

They seemed to be in a dark night, and in the already extremely dark world, the tengu suddenly swallowed the moon, so all the light disappeared, and everything that was visible was filled with darkness.

The knife in the hand of the boy in black was like dried sand, lost its viscosity, and began to dissipate and fall.

He looked at Ning Changjiu's weird posture and wanted to laugh. But looking at the sword that pierced the throat, he couldn't laugh anymore, and only the sound of "box, box, box" could be heard from the throat.

The boy in black was full of doubts. He wanted to ask something, but Ning Changjiu didn't give him a chance. Sword Qi rushed past like magma, and countless red lines lit up in his body. Those lines were like It is bloodshot in densely popped, bursting out of the skin at any time.

"Stop!" Shiwu roared, the Dao Sword broke out and slashed towards the mountain guard.

The golden crow who was pecking at the Nine Infant's Dhamma screamed, and under its feet, the Dhamma began to dissipate.

The black-clothed boy even possesses the ability to break the void in the Purple Court realm. He originally thought he could escape the sword from anyone here, even the Peak Master named Jing Yangxia.

But he was stabbed by this sword.

He can't figure it out.

I don't want to understand this sword, and I don't want to understand that Golden Crow... is it the same as the one three thousand years ago?

The divine bird who was truly comparable to the Golden Winged Dapeng Ming King back then was the **** in charge of the Ten Eyes Kingdom.

How can it be the size of a sparrow now?

The sword fire inside his body exploded, and his body burst every inch. He looked like a torn black curtain. After the explosion, black fragments were scattered like paper money.

The exploded air current was mixed with flames, which stirred Ning Changjiu's white clothes, and the ink rose back.

Ning Changjiu turned around and looked at Lu Jiajia.

He frowned slightly, wondering if it was an illusion, but when he looked into the distance, he saw some tears gleaming in the corners of her eyes.

The moment the boy in black exploded, Shiwu's face was extremely cold.

Behind him, Shisiyi and the other Taoist raised their heads at the same time, the Taoist sword came out, and a dharmakaya of tens of feet high was erected at the same time behind him.

"Are you going to regret it?" Jing Yangxia flapped the wooden sheath around her waist, and the Bixiao sword broke and hung in the center of the mountain protection formation.

Ning Changjiu clutched his chest and coughed slightly, his body obviously lost a lot of strength, and his shoulders were drawn a lot.

Shi Wu stared at Ning Changjiu, remembering some past events, and asked: "What is your sword called?"

Ning Changji didn't answer.

Shi Wu apparently heard Jing Yangxia’s exclamation earlier. He determined the origin of the sword and continued: "The second half of the Tianyu Sword Scripture... You Tianzong lost it decades ago. Why was it learned by a younger disciple?"

The second half of the Heavenly Sword Sutra?

The exclamation of Jing Yangxia, the former guardian peak master, made many people wonder. Now that they are not clear enough, they are even more shocked.

The loss of the second half of the Heavenly Sword Sutra is something everyone in the peak knows.

That was an old thing many years ago, and the rumored culprit is the uncle Yan Zhoushi, who was imprisoned in Shuge. And this generation of Sect Master Hanchi Zhenren was a real Tianzong wizard, if he hadn't lost the second half of the Sword Scriptures, how could he have been at the peak of Zi Ting and couldn't break through for a long time.

But now a young disciple actually resorted to the second half of the Heavenly Sword Scripture?

Could it be that there was something hidden behind the loss of the sword script back then?

Don’t say it’s a disciple, even if it’s the Four Peaks Peak Master, I’m puzzled, and Lu Jiajia knows that this sword technique was learned secretly from Yan Zhou’s sleep, could it be said that Yan Zhou was imprisoned in the book pavilion, Isn't it because you can't find the sword scripture, but you have already found it and have been secretly practicing swords?

Thinking of this, Lu Jiajia thought of the old man's amiable face, and a chill in his heart.

If it is as she thought, then what exactly is Yan Zhou's plot?

Ning Changjiu’s idea is different from that of Lu Jiajia. He felt that if Yan Zhou really stole the second half of the Tianyu Sword Scripture, it would be extremely difficult not to be discovered by the suzerain. Even if the suzerain did not find out, he would definitely hide it. This secret, I don't know that I shuttle between the book pavilion and the hidden peak with a small flying array every day, and I can sleep peacefully.

But if this is the case, Yan Zhou can't explain the second half of the sword scriptures.

Ning Changjiu did not directly answer Shiwu's question, but said: "My personal affairs, what do you do with you? If you still have the credit of the sect master, retreat outside the peach curtain."

Jing Yangxia was shocked by this matter in his heart, but at the moment of the enemy, he also suppressed the shock and doubts in his heart, saying: "If you are aggressive, the great sword that has not been produced for a hundred years will come out today. ."

Ten Wudao: "There is no Sect Master's sword to protect the mountain, I would like to see how powerful it is."

Jing Yangxia said angrily: "Are you really going to regret it?"

Shi Wu proudly said: "Who said my disciple lost?"

Jing Yang Xia said: "Do you want to reverse black and white?"

Shiwu sneered.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blew on the sword field again.

Ning Changjiu sighed, but the golden crow on his shoulder was blazing.

On the sword field, a black slender light was raised, and a figure was outlined and pieced together by many black lines. It was impressively the appearance of the boy in black, but this time, his look and appearance Much more mature.

"Idiot." The black-clothed boy scolded, staring at the fragments of his jacket on the floor.

According to the legend, Nine Infants have nine lives. As long as one head is still alive, the remaining heads can be repaired on their own. Therefore, they can only be killed by beheading them nine times in one breath.

Half of this legend is true. Jiuying does have nine lives, but the head in the middle cannot be repaired after being decapitated.

Although it can continue to survive with the other eight heads, but without the real brain, not only the strength of Jiuying will be greatly reduced, the other eight will also kill each other.

Three thousand years ago, Jiu Ying had his nine poems cut off in one breath, and the most important head in the middle is still missing.

When Zitian Daomen rebuilt Jiuying, fearing that it would kill each other, it stuffed the consciousness of the eight heads into the body of the young man they created.

Wait until Jiuying is completely pieced together, and then let this boy and Jiuying blend in.

Ning had guessed these things for a long time, and he could even think that at this moment, the people of Zitian Taoist had moved the remnants of Jiuying to the outside of Liantian Town, so that the giant python could connect with Jiuying.

When he was in Liantian Town before, he had thought of letting Lu Jia marry a sword to kill the giant python, but he gave up that idea at the time.

First, that giant python is also a creature in the purple garden or close to the purple garden. It is extremely difficult to kill. Secondly, in the town of Liantian, everything can be painted, like the black giant python, Zhang Qianyu must Think of countless ways to protect it.

If you really want to kill it, you can only kill it outside of Liantian Town. But at that time, the nine infants have already become established, so who can chop off the nine heads in succession?

Now in front of them, there is almost a dead end.

But he always felt that he had missed something.

He turned his head and suddenly saw Ning Xiaoling looking at him steadily. Her eyes flickered, her mouth half-opened, her face pale from shock, she waved her fist at herself, as if there was something urgent Tell yourself.

"Do you want to die again?" Ning Changjiu asked, staring at the boy in black.　　 The black-clothed boy condensed the black knife again. Instead of looking at Ning Changjiu, he stared at the golden crow on his shoulder.

"Who are you anyway?" the boy in black asked again.

Ning Chang didn't pay attention to him for a long time. After the previous sword, his kendo insights have deepened. He is confident at the moment. Even if Jiuying has exhausted his current seven lives, he cannot beat himself.

They were in a confrontation again, and no one took the lead.

"What are you doing?!"

Suddenly, there was a roar of anger from the sword field.

Jing Yangxia glanced at the mountain guarding formation, and there was a faint crack in the formation. The crack was so fine that it would be impossible to notice if you didn't look carefully.

The law of Jiuying Space, not only can treat the large array as nothing, but even have the ability to destroy it directly. This is also the reason why Shiwu is truly confident.

Until this moment, they discovered that the guardian formation had been secretly eaten away by Jiuying's law.

"Mountain Protection Great Sword!" Jing Yangxia burst out, without any hesitation.

Four sword lights with different auras were lit almost simultaneously.

Shi Wuyou and the two Taoists also sacrificed their debut swords at this moment, slashing towards the mountain protection formation.

They never intended to keep their promises.

This kind of competition is just a kid's fight, how can it really influence the overall trend?

The sword comparison was forcibly terminated. Seeing in the poor, Zitian Daomen overturned the chessboard, and both sides showed the sharpest sword together.

In the previously peaceful world, the sword light that surged in an instant seemed like a snake repairing snake about to swallow the sky and the earth, opening a big mouth of blood to the entire Four Peaks.

Above the Four Peaks, the Great Sword of Protecting the Mountain is condensed.

It is an extremely huge sword, hanging high on the top of the Four Peaks.

The body of that sword is like the entanglement of dozens of ancient giant dragons. It has only a rough sword shape and no clear blade, but it only appears as soon as it has an ancient murderous aura. It's like a gale rushing thousands of miles to come here.

Shi Wu stared at that sword, his expression extremely solemn.

It is this kind of sword that has crushed Zitian Daomen for hundreds of years.

Now, as the master of this generation, as long as he cuts this sword, he can become a truly powerful sect. Since then, the sect has no rivals, and is even expected to top Nanzhou.

His heart was surging in tension and heat.

This sword is condensed, and the tip of the sword is pointed at the boy in black.

The corner of the black-clothed boy's mouth was curved, his body leaned back, the void cracked, and the whole person split and sank in. Then, behind Shiwu's, the black door cracked, and the boy walked out from it, smiling: "Master, help."

Beside Shisiyi, another Taoist master raised his head.

The Taoist master was also in a large black purple robe, with a face hidden under the hood. At this moment, she finally looked up, and everyone realized that she was actually a woman.

Shi Wu also looked at her.

"Thirteen Yuchen, are you ready?"

She is Shisan Yuchen. She is the only woman among the four Taoists and the most inconspicuous of the four Taoists. There are very few stories about her.

Thirteen Yuchen still did not take off his hood, and his pointed chin moved, as if nodding.

Next, she raised her hand, dropped her four fingers, and turned her thumb up, then her entire palm was pushed forward along the arm, suddenly opening like an umbrella.

"The way of heaven is one, and everything returns to the original."

The woman's voice sounded without emotion: "Hua Ruins."

When her voice fell, the several purple-robed Taoists immediately behind her sealed the seal, enclosing Thirteen Yuchen in the center, with countless purple threads like straight electricity, intertwined among them. .

The black-clothed boy smiled and said: "Sister Yuchen is so powerful. I am afraid that Nanzhou is unmatched in Daoism with one hand, right?"

Thirteen Yuchen replied without emotion: "Do your own thing."

The boy in black smiled faintly.

Shi Wu and Shi Shi Yi looked at each other.

They are the two strongest members of the Zitian Dao Sect, but they were no match for the real Hanchi even if they joined forces before, but if there is no leader in the clan dragon today, what are they afraid of?

The two Taoist swords merged in the air, and they gave out a light no weaker than the Tianzong Mountain Guardian Sword.

The two great swords face each other, locked to each other, like two huge clouds, slowly approaching and colliding.

The boy in black did not look at the sword, but instead cast his gaze on the sword field.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he exclaimed: "Where is the man?"

Ning Chang hasn't seen him for a long time.

At this moment, Tianzong’s four-handed immortal swords are used as great swords to protect the mountains, and the two strongest men of Zitian Daomen also use Dao swords to meet each other, and the Taoist 13 Yuchen, together with the black-clothed young man, moves the mountains Array, the life and death of Yu Jian Tianzong, everyone was nervous to the extreme, so they didn't pay much attention to Ning Changjiu.

"Where are you going?" Lu Jiajia noticed him, but she was in control of Xianjian Minglan at the moment and couldn't get out.

Ning Changjiu said: "I will see Yan Zhou."

Lu Jiajia nervously said: "What did you see him for? He hid the sword secretly and tried to commit a crime. If you know that you have practiced the sword, you will be killed."

Ning Changjiu glanced at the crumbling mountain guard array, but said: "Trust me."

Ning Xiaoling also ran over and said eagerly: "Brother! I...I remembered something."

Ning Changjiu walked towards Neifeng and asked: "What's the matter?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "Before...when I tried the sword meeting in the early spring, some images suddenly appeared in my mind. Then you asked me if I remember anything. I remembered that night, but I went to you. If you weren't there, you kept forgetting..."

Ning Changjiu frowned.

In this world, a person's memory is hard to erase. After the huge outline is drawn, the dusty details will be stripped out.

Ning Xiaoling's simple sentence made him feel a little headache, and then he saw the outline shrouded in gray mist.

"What do you think of?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ning Xiaoling said: "Snake! There is a big snake's bones, wrapped around the dragon pillar, there are many lights, objects all over the floor...it seems like there is still a person!"

Ning Changjiu's footsteps paused slightly. He closed his eyes, and countless pictures suddenly rushed into his mind. Those pictures were like vague nightmares, exposed in the blurred lights through the heavy gray and black fog. Its true content.

At the bottom of the Tianku Peak... Lampposts, sacred artifacts contaminated by evil nature, big bone serpents, stone statues of old people.

Along a line, these hidden memories are uprooted.

Ning Changjiu finally understood why it was so certain before that the big snake in Liantian Town is one of the heads of Jiuying, because his subconscious mind is telling himself that the real snake is elsewhere-its bones are in the sky cave The bottom of the peak.

But who is that old man? Why should he tamper with his memory?

Gravekeeper...

What's the use of Ba snake bones?

Ning Changjiu couldn't figure it out for the time being, there was something more urgent waiting for him.

"Junior sister, thank you." Ning Changjiu said: "If I don't come back, remember to send Snow Lotus to the imperial city and give it to Zhao Xianger."

"Ah...Brother, what are you going to do?" Ning Xiaoling grabbed his sleeve and refused to let him go.

Ning Changjiu rubbed her head.

A lot of auras lit up around him. He broke Ning Xiaoling’s fingers one by one, and then drew a small flying array against him, and found the position of the book in the book pavilion. Shen, the two spaces overlap, Ning Changjiu's figure disappeared from the peak, and instead appeared in the book pavilion.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the empty front, remembering what her brother had just said, and wiped her eyes. She knew that the brother had gone to Shuge and wanted to chase it, but she bit her arm and bit her with pain. Calm down, she told herself that it was no longer possible to cause trouble to the senior brother. The bad guys outside were coming. She had to work with the respected Master to drive them away.

……

"What are you doing?" Yan Zhou raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Ning Changjiu said: "Yu Jian Tianzong is in danger, seniors should sit back and ignore it?"

Yan Zhou said in an old voice: "I'm just an old man looking at Shuge. If they want to step into this place, I will kill people immediately."

Ning Changjiu said: "Senior has been imprisoned in Shuge for so many years, so it's time to reach the end."

Yan Zhou said: "I once made a blood oath. I can't find the sword scripture, and I will never leave the book pavilion."

Ning Changjiu closed his eyes, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Senior, you should have died a long time ago."

"What did you say?" Yan Zhou frowned.

Ning Changjiu said: "When I came to Shuge on the first day, I felt that your condition was very wrong, as if you were going to die at any time."

Yan Zhou smiled and said: "The old man is like this. I don't know if I can wake up tomorrow... Yes, I am going to die."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "But you have been alive for so many years."

Yan Zhou said: "The Longevity Realm can still live for two hundred years. What's so strange about living in the Purple Court realm for hundreds of years? When the Sword Sutra was stolen, I was injured by the Sword Sutra. It will be so old..."

Ning Changjiu sighed: "The Sword Sutra of Tianyu is a sword sutra that must be killed by one move. It will not be injured, but will only die."

Yan Zhou put his sleeves together, his breath gradually calmed down: "What are you trying to say?"

Ning Changjiu stared into his eyes and asked: "Is the one who is alive now really the Uncle Yan Zhou?"

"What...what did you say?"

The old man's pupils suddenly collapsed.

……

"Everything has an aura, especially the sword scripture which is a god." Ning Changjiu speculated about what happened that year: "Many years ago, the sword scripture gave birth to the spirit of the weapon, and the spirit of the sword is like everything in the world. Like life, it longs for freedom, and the first thing it needs to do to gain freedom is to break the cage in front of it. So he bewitched the nearest guardian, that is, you."

"You were deceived by the spirit of the sword script and let it out... but the lord arrived soon. The spirit of the sword did not want to be sealed again, but it also felt that it could not become a truly free person. Its existence must rely on the existence of artifacts." Ning Changjiu's speech was fast, but very clear.

He stared at Yan Zhou’s eyes and continued: “So it thought of a way, parasitism. It inflicted the Heavenly Sword Sutra into your body, making you a container for parasitism. So at that time you felt Injury... In fact, this is not because the spirit wants to hurt you to escape, but to polish your body directly into a form that can accommodate it."

"After the Sect Master arrived and saw that you were seriously injured, he learned from your mouth about the escape of the sword script." Ning Changjiu said: "In fact, the sword script occupied you, and the sword script caused you injuries. , Enough to make you die... But once you die, it will be exposed, so these years, it has been hanging you."

Yan Zhou listened to his words, his dilated pupils gradually reunited and formed: "How...how is it possible?"

Ning Changjiu said: "The sword scripture has always been hidden in your body, so you can feel his presence, but you can't find it in the book pavilion. It has been hidden behind your consciousness. Uncle Shi, some kind of In a sense, you are the Sword Classic..."

Yan Zhou asked: "Then...what does it want to do?"

Ning Changjiu gave the answer: "Look for the next body that can be parasitic."

Yan Zhou's face was pale, as if he was a bit older.

Ning Changjiu explained: "At the beginning, he forcibly opened up your body as a container and almost killed you directly, and if you were like this, of course other people could not bear it...so it was always looking for someone. Finally, it I was chosen. In its eyes, I am the only one who has the hope of learning the sword classics."

Ning Chang remembered the scene of Yan Zhou’s sword practice in dreams, and said: “It deliberately pretended to be sleepwalking with these sword tricks, just to let me learn it. After I learn the sword classics, it can parasitize me. , Leave the Yujian Tianzong, then bit by bit cannibalize my consciousness and become a real'human'"

"Nan Cheng also told me that he had seen me practice sword in my dream." Yan Zhou said suddenly.

Ning Changjiu was stunned, and understood why Yan Zhou picked Nan Cheng and asked him to go to Yinfeng to retreat, and why Nan Cheng exercised the sword body strongly... That should also be the enchantment of the sword, if Nan Cheng practiced If it becomes a sword body, it may be qualified to practice the sword scripture and become a container for it to escape outside.

He wanted to see a miracle in Nan Cheng, but Nan Chengqiang practiced his sword and almost died because of it.

"After waiting for so many years, I finally got a me." Ning Changjiu's voice was sad: "Happy?"

Yan Zhou also wanted to understand a lot of things. He slowly got up, looked at his body, pressed his hands on his chest, as if to shovel into the flesh and blood like a shovel, digging out the soul hidden in his body. .

"It turned out to be...so." Yan Zhou slowly laughed: "The loss of the sword scripture is something that I have been ashamed of in Hanchi in my life...It turns out that I was a fan of the authorities."

Ning Changjiu looked at him quietly, waiting for an answer.

"You are very smart." After a long time, Yan Zhou raised his head again. At this moment, his voice has changed, becoming childish and childish, and he can't even tell the gender: "It seems I didn't look away."

Ning Changjiu looked at him and knew that Qi Ling had reversed consciousness and occupied Yan Zhou.

'Yan Zhou' said: "You want this old man to give you a sword now, but I can kill him at any time."

Ning Changjiu said: "State your terms."

'Yan Zhou' said: "I don't want to go back to that cage anymore, today I can help you out the sword, but you must let me into your body, and then take me away, can you?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I promise you."

'Yan Zhou' said coldly: "Don't think about deceiving, in front of me, finish learning the remaining six forms, then you can't run away if you want to." /

Ning Changjiu smiled. Had it not been for the delay of marrying Lu to marry the body, he might have finished studying the Sword Classics a long time ago. If that were the case, Yan Zhou would die unknowingly, and his body There will also be a parasite unknowingly.

Even if it was him, he was slightly afraid.

Ning Changjiu memorized these six formulas, and then said: "I would like to ask Master Yan Zhou for his opinion."

He replied: "What is the opinion of this old man? Without me, he would have died early."

Ning Changjiu looked at him stubbornly.

Qi Ling sighed, his consciousness sank, Yan Zhou woke up leisurely, and he looked like he could not even lift a cane. He knew what Qi Ling and Ning Changjiu had said before, and the old man smiled relievedly. ："Being lost for decades, being a puppet without knowing it, how ridiculous... It’s ridiculous to hear the truth nowadays, so it’s okay to die..."

Ning Changjiu bowed deeply and said: "Uncle Master is righteous."

The old man laughed wildly and tears.

In the sky cave peak, the sword gas suddenly rises three hundred zhang.