Beyond the Divine States Chapter 162: : Lu Jiajia’s sword

After the stone box was pushed aside slowly, the gray-white translucent little man wrapped in long hair stretched out his slender fingers and pulled out his hair like a curtain.

Jianjing opened his eyes.

The eyes stared at the incoming person like a rainy day, and the thunder and lightning were hidden in them, and the hatred that the rain was about to pour out.

"Do you still want to play me?" Jianjing gritted his teeth, and didn't have any trust in the boy in front of him.

Ning Changjiu sighed and said: "You look into my eyes, do you think I'm lying to you this time?"

Sword Sutra looked at his calm eyes, wishing to directly stretch out a pair of eyes that seemed clear but dirty and dirty, "If you are sincere, immediately finish learning the remaining six tricks, let I enter your body, if you don’t want to, then don’t say anything else."

Ning Changjiu ignored him, but asked: "If I bring the sword scripture with me, will it be the same?"

Sword Sutra did not breathe: "The same? You hold your head in your hands as you wear your neck?"

This subtle metaphor convinced Ning Changjiu. Ning Changjiu thought about it and continued: "Then after you enter my body, how should I restrict you?"

Sword Sutra was stunned again, is it possible that I have to teach this shameless villain how to oppress myself?

"Do you think I am a fool?" Jian Jing was angrily.

Ning Changjiu said truthfully: "Before you suddenly occupied Yan Zhou's consciousness, which made me a little worried."

Jian Jing said angrily: "I have lived in your house, you still don't let me use your brain? What kind of pig brain is you?"

Ning Changjiu got up and said, "Since you want to talk like this, there is nothing to talk about."

Speaking, he reached out to close the box.

"Wait! Wait!" Jianjing shouted loudly: "Talk...I can't talk about it? Or...you learn the remaining six tricks first?"

Ning Changjiu stared at it calmly.

Jianjing finally sighed and said: "Oh, it's still easy for old people to get along with."

"Answer my previous question." Ning Changjiu said.

Sword Jingdao: "Yan Zhou is a dying person. He has an empty body, and his mental will is very weak. I have stayed in his body for so many years. Of course I want to occupy him. I made another blood oath, even if I occupy him, I can’t get out of the book pavilion, so I have been standing still for years. But you are different, you are full of blood, even if I occupy your body, I can only occupy it. A moment of consciousness, and it will take at least several decades."

"Decades?" Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said: "How many years is it?"

Without waiting for the answer from Jianjing, Ning Changjiu called out his golden crow first. When Jianjing saw the golden crow, he was shocked.

He didn’t know this golden crow, but he could feel the godhead emanating from it. This kind of godhead made it want to get back into its ashes, longing for freedom. It feels like it only needs to look at this bird a few more times. It will be burned to be transparent, and then dissipate.

Ning Changjiu said: "This golden crow can verify whether what you say is a lie or the truth. If you lie to me, you may become its food."

"Are you deceiving a ghost?" Jian Jing reluctantly raised his head and said: "I am the true spirit bred in the Book of the Gods. With you, this little bird, you still want to eat me? Dreaming!"

Ning Changjiu looked at it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, a faint smile on his face.

Although the sword was tough on its mouth, it was also shocked in its heart. It carefully glanced at the terrifying golden crow of unknown origin, and trembled in its heart.

"Answer my question." Ning Changjiu said.

Sword Sutra buried himself in his hair and thought for a long time before he said: "Up to two years."

Ning Changjiu said: "Two years... your decades are really short."

The sword manager said straightforwardly: "Not to lie to you!"

Ning Changjiu nodded and took the Golden Crow back.

Jianjing breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "It... does it really know that I lied to others?"

Ning Changjiu said truthfully: "No."

"..." Sword Sutra rubbed his hands, as if sharpening a sword, filled with anger in his heart.

At the same time, it was also disappointed. It knew in its heart that if there was only a two-year period, this young man would definitely not agree to it even if he likes to seek wealth and wealth.

Is it going to bathe again? Sword Sutra wailed in his heart.

But after thinking for a long time, Ning stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Teach me the next few tricks."

Jianjing's eyes widened, "Are you serious?"

Ning Changjiu nodded calmly.

These six moves are also weird, like a shadow dancing in the depths of the night.

Ning Changjiu had his own unique understanding of this kind of swordsmanship during the many killings, so he could reproduce the last six moves exactly after reading them once.

Jianjing said with emotion: "You are the most talented person I have ever seen."

Ning Changjiu seemed a little uncomfortable: "That's because you haven't been out of Tianku Peak since you were born."

"..." Jian Jing also felt a little embarrassed. It wanted to be free every day. In the end, for decades, it was always trapped in this square and couldn't get out.

Ning Changjiu learned all the 18-style sword moves, and asked: "Does this sword have a name?"

The swordsman's eyes were hot, and he cried out strangely: "What is your favorite name?" After that, for fear that he would regret it, his body leaped up like a spring, clinging tightly to Ning Changjiu, and then turned into a grayish-white light. , Dragged the sword scripture, and got into Ning Changjiu's body together.

Ning Changjiu watched this blood-sucking worm-like body penetrate into the skin, without doing anything to stop it.

……

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"Xiaoling, have you seen your brother?" Lu Jiajia knocked on Ning Xiaoling's door.

Ning Xiaoling, who was chatting with Han Xiaosu, froze for a while, and immediately she felt her own mood, and then she realized that the brother seemed to be in a calm mood, and shook her head: "No, the brother is gone again?"

Lu Jiajia said: "It's okay, I'll go find him."

"I'll go with Master. Brother must still be in the peak." Ning Xiaoling said firmly.

Lu Jia married: "No, you stay in the room and don't go out. There may be major events happening today, but don't be afraid, Master will protect you."

Ning Xiaoling nodded obediently without reluctance.

After Lu Jiajia left the house, he walked towards the peak main hall.

The main hall of the peak is located on the top of the Tianku Peak.

The top of the peak is the coldest, during which the white snow has not melted yet, and ice lotus blooms occasionally in the snow, opening in a corner of the temple wall.

Lu Jiajia stepped across the snow on the top of the mountain and came to the temple in no time, leaving no footprints on the flat snow.

She pushed open the door of the temple and walked in.

The lights in the hall were not lit, and it was dim. She knelt down and looked at the clean floor. She did not see any traces of anyone coming, but she was still uneasy, opened her sword and looked at it carefully, and then , She finally found a trace of moving objects under the portrait of the ancestor in the main hall.

That's where the sword scriptures are hidden.

But the stone box of the sword scripture is still intact.

"Where did the people go?" Lu Jiajia muttered to himself in search of no results.

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Hidden Peak, cold prison.

Ning Changjiu sat on the ground holding a sword.

This is a dark corner. There is no ray of light to shine here, and the sound of dripping water seems distant.

He used the concealment technique to capture almost all the breath.

He is here waiting for someone, someone he is going to kill.

He is not even sure whether this person exists or not, but his instincts have rarely deceived him over the years.

He always feels that there is danger hidden in the peak of the sky cave.

As for the source of this danger, he originally thought it would be the real Hanchi.

But at this moment, the real man Hanchi has clearly left, but his sense of anxiety has not diminished but increased.

He knew that the root of this feeling was related to Bingrong’s assassination that day.

Ning Changjiu originally thought that Bing Rong's assassination was planned by Han Chi, but he couldn't figure out why Han Chi wanted to kill Lu to marry him.

He felt that there were other people hiding in the cold cell.

He hid in a dark corner, with his hand on the hilt, like a stone growing here, without a trace of unnecessary aura fluctuations.

Time passed bit by bit, and the world around me was extremely quiet.

The process was quiet and long, and even Ning Changjiu gave birth to an idea that his intuition was wrong.

Finally, the water droplets on the stalactite did not know how many drops, and there was a wave of space in the darkness ahead.

Ning Changjiu's closed eyes opened a little.

He hooked his finger and put it between the corridors to detect the pedestrian string.

The breath is getting closer, like a slow wind, and like an old bull pulling a heavy truck.

Ning Changjiu's heart is like stopping water.

Unfortunately, there is nothing to reflect his shadow here, otherwise he can use the water and moon method in the mirror to completely conquer all his breath.

But even so, he was still sure that the man couldn't find himself.

"Come out."

The sound of the sound appeared abrupt and heavy in this not-so-wide corridor.

The speaker was an older man.

This abrupt remark made Ning Changjiu's heart trembled, almost unable to control the concealment technique, directly exposed his figure, and fled back.

Just as he was unable to make up his mind within a short period of time, another wave of breath of life emerged.

Ning Changjiu discovered that there were still people hidden in this narrow tunnel.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the dark.

Ning Changjiu quickly concealed a trace of flaws exposed by the sound of the footsteps, and returned to the ultimate calmness.

"Master." A man's voice sounded in the darkness.

The voice is courteous and sincere, with a vaguely strong expectation.

Ning Changjiu recognized that voice, Lu Yuanbai.

Ning Changjiu also quickly remembered that when the real man Hanchi left the customs, Lu Yuanbai once said that the real man Hanchi was his half master.

It is almost self-evident who the other half of the master is.

He is the master of Lu Jiajia and Bing Rong, the previous peak master of Tianku Peak.

Ning Changjiu had seen his portrait in the main hall of the peak, and the name written on it was Jin Feibai.

"Are you here?" There was no emotion in the old man's voice.

Lu Yuanbai said: "Master, Master Hanchi has left Tianzong. You have tolerated for many years and can finally leave the customs. I am here to pick you up."

The old man said: "Really? Then why didn't you come out earlier?"

Lu Yuanbai said: "Be cautious, this is what the master taught me."

The old man nodded and said: "What is the realm of Hanchi before he left?"

Lu Yuanbai shook his head and said: "I can't see it, but it should not have reached the Five Dao."

"Where is the snake at the bottom of the mountain?" the old man asked again.

"The Sect Master rode it and left. Now the seat of the Sect Master of Huanbaoshan is vacant, only waiting for the Master to leave." Lu Yuanbai replied.

The old man was silent for a while, seemingly worried, and said: "What realm are the other peak masters now?"

Lu Yuanbai said earnestly: "Xuanrifeng and Huiyangfeng’s siblings are not in the climate, and Jingyangxia has not healed from his injuries after World War I today."

"Then what about my female apprentice?" the old man asked again.

"Junior Sister hasn't been promoted to the Purple Court, it's not a concern." Lu Yuanbai answered.

The old man hummed extremely softly, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away.

"Master, what are you still hesitating?" Lu Yuanbai asked.

The old man withdrew his thoughts, stared at Lu Yuanbai's eyes in the dark, and slowly said: "Then what realm are you now?"

Lu Yuanbai seems to lower his head, his voice is obviously lowered, and he appears to be more and more respectful: "Mr. Hanchi helped me to open up my body, and I have only now managed to break into the first stage of the purple court. There are some accomplishments in swordsmanship, but others are not worth mentioning."

The old man said: "Let me see your sword."

Lu Yuanbai declined to say: "Where can I dare to make a fuss?"

The old man sighed: "When I brought you and Bing Rong back to the peak, she was still a hairy girl, and you were just a teenager."

Lu Yuanbai smiled. He habitually touched his waist and found that he had not brought any wine, but said: "That was all twenty years ago."

The old man said: "You, like Bingrong, are people who set foot on the path of cultivation with hatred, so I have always believed that you can go very far, but Bingrong disappointed me. Fortunately You don’t have one."

Lu Yuanbai seemed to think of the past. He first smiled lightly, then the smile turned into a sad sigh: "Senior Bingrong...it's a pity, is she still in the cold prison? Take it out together."

The old man shook his head and said: "I'm gone, Hidden Peak was in chaos that day, Bing Rong escaped from Hidden Peak and never came back."

Lu Yuanbai said: "On the day of the Hidden Peak Civil War, all the people who escaped died..."

The old man asked: "What is going on in the Hidden Peak chaos that day?"

Lu Yuanbai explained: "That was a little trick of the real man Hanchi. When an elder was about to betray him, he let his blood curse attack and died directly, and he said his real name before he died. In the first half of the word, the real person took advantage of the situation, and sent people to secretly break the cold prison from the inside, attracting attention."

"Why did Lu Jia marry Yinfeng and come back again?" the old man asked.

Lu Yuanbai was a little strange about this question, and said: "Junior Sister is down...Of course I have to come up."

The old man asked: "Does she know about the bottom of the peak?"

Lu Yuanbai recalled the words of the sovereign when he was out of the peak, and shook his head and said: "I don't know."

This conversation was very ordinary, like a simple chat between the master and the apprentice, but it fell in Ning Changjiu's ears, but it had a completely different meaning.

He wanted to understand many things in a very short time.

The old peak master should have gone down to the bottom of the peak and spied the secrets of the real man in Hanchi. After real man Hanchi knew about it, he wanted to get rid of him. The old peak master was not Hanchi's opponent. He was frightened. He pretended to be contaminated by the evil at the bottom of the peak and began to pretend to be mad.

He deceived the real Hanchi by some means, and hid in a cold prison after feigning his death, hiding the breath of the exercises and keeping his name incognito for many years.

On that day, Lu Jia married to the bottom of the peak, but came back safe and sound. Then the cold prison was broken, and Lu Jia Jia killed many people.

The old peak master knew how powerful Han Chi was, so he thought that after Lu Jia married Fengdi, he could return safely. It must have reached some kind of deal with Hanchi, and Lu Jiajia’s subsequent massacre It made him feel a little flustered. He thought that the fact that he was hiding in the cold prison had aroused the suspicion of the real man Hanchi, and all that Lu Jiajia did was instructed by real people.

Many people died in Han's prison that day. He even had the urge to escape directly, but in the end he resisted it.

Lu Jiajia couldn't find him in the end. He was grateful for the rest of his life to panic. He knew that Lu Jiajia, who was born as his apprentice, has now become Hanchi's sword.

So he wanted to get rid of Lu Jiajia.

This is the source of Bingrong's assassination that night.

Ning Changjiu figured out the time it took and it didn't take long, because he had long felt that one person was missing in this series of things, and now the final person has filled in, and all the things have finally come to light.

I just don't know why, the old peak master is so sure that the real man Hanchi will not return after he left, so that even if Bingrong's assassination failed, he did not leave, but desperately waited for the dust to settle.

"Master, I still don't understand, why did you let Junior Sister sit on the seat of the peak master?" Lu Yuanbai said: "Sister Sister doesn't care about rights, but she doesn't accept defeat. You should know, Junior Sister's. Personality is not suitable for being a peak owner. These years... she has worked very hard."

The old peak master said: "If Bing Rong had not caused a serious sin, of course the peak master did not need to marry to carry it. It is a pity...everything is involuntary. But now it is all over, waiting for me to enter You are the successor of the next suzerain."

Lu Yuanbai simply replied: "Thank you, Master."

The old peak master said: "You seem to be a little absent-minded."

Lu Yuanbai returned to his senses and said: "It's okay, Master, I will take you back to the peak."

Old Fengzhu nodded: "Okay."

The sound of footsteps sounded softly, but stopped again after not taking two steps.

"By the way, Master, a major event has happened in Fengli today." Lu Yuanbai said suddenly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" The old peak master didn't care.

"The second half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra..." Lu Yuanbai paused and said: "It's coming out."

"What?!" The old peak master barely concealed his emotions: "The half-scrolled sword scripture, found it?"

Lu Yuanbai gave a hum, and then recounted what happened today.

The old peak master sighed: "I never thought it was so...Uncle Yan Zhou, it's a pity. By the way, doesn't the lord know about this?"

Lu Yuanbai said: "That young man lied to the lord and did not mention the sword scripture."

The old peak master couldn't help but laughed: "I never thought that Hanchi, a real wise man, could let a child lie to him?"

Lu Yuanbai said: "That boy is quite remarkable."

The old peak master did not comment, but said: "The achievements in the future should not be small, but now they are young after all, and can't afford to have too much waves."

Lu Yuanbai also didn't answer anything, footsteps sounded again, and the two of them had said almost as if they were supposed to say, but they walked silently out of the corridor together.

They are getting closer and closer to Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu was originally 70% sure of the assassination of the old peak master, but now that Lu Yuanbai is by his side, his chances are greatly reduced.

But he doesn't have many choices.

Ning Changjiu's hands on the hilt of the sword slowly tightened.

In the dark, even the sound of a needle falling will be infinitely amplified.

The sound of footsteps, the sound of dripping, and the occasional sound of light conversations, the whole corridor is like a flute, playing a low-pitched tune, which hides the murmur of death from far to near.

The sound of the blade breaking through the air rang.

The sharp blade that cuts through the air has no gleam of light, just like darkness itself.

The blade of darkness was so sharp that it was unspeakable, and the hand that didn't know where was pushing the sword invisibly and cutting away at a faster speed.

Darkness melted into another darkness.

It's like dripping into water in a cup.

Blood beads are splashing.

The sound of blood falling to the ground disrupted the sound of water droplets on the stalactite.

Ning Changjiu held the hilt tightly.

He didn't make a sword!

There is another person who actually made the sword.

"Why?" The question was the old peak master.

Lu Yuanbai held the sword in the dark, leaning against the cold wall with his back, blood dripping down his wrist.

Lu Yuanbai laughed: "Teenage kids can't afford to make waves, so they should know nothing and be kept in the dark for the rest of their lives... Right, Master?"

The old peak master did not answer directly. He was silent for a long time before asking: "You all know?"

Lu Yuanbai smiled miserably: "Bingrong...you did it too, right?"

The question is about the bane of the Bingrong family’s destruction.

The old peak master said calmly: "It's just going to be easy."

"Why?" Lu Yuanbai asked.

The old peak master said: "Because she is the same as you, a cultivating embryo selected from one in a hundred thousand. But the embryo is not enough. It needs a real fire to make it perfect, and hatred is the best fire."

"So you killed so many people?" Lu Yuanbai's voice was trembling, and the uncle who was careless and who loved to drink seemed to have been swallowed by the darkness. All that was left was a body trembling in the darkness. Soul man.

The old peak master did not answer his words. He knew that he was morally wrong, but he never thought that he was wrong. The only thing he did wrong was that the flaws were exposed, which made Lu Yuanbai aware of the truth. .

"Back then, I felt that you could go farther than Bingrong, because you hide your hatred better." The old peak master looked at his face and said, "It's just a pity that you still couldn't hide it today. Live."

Lu Yuanbai leaned against the wall, clutching his arms. Although his previous assassination injured the old peak master, his own injuries were even more serious.

Lu Yuanbai laughed, with a little choking in his laughter: "Because I don't kill you today, there will be no chance again!"

His voice is like a roar.

Lu Yuanbai handed the sword to his left hand and slashed it madly into the darkness.

The old peak master Ruoyouruowu's sigh sounded.

He didn't lie to Lu Yuanbai, he really wanted to train him as the next suzerain.

The most exciting thing is that the second half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra has been found. This is simply God's favor for him.

His thoughts have reached their highest point.

He no longer pityed the life of this beloved disciple, he drew a virtual sword, intending to directly cut him to death.

But he suddenly got a cold neck.

When his head left the body, he realized that there was another sword pierced behind him.

His consciousness has been insight, but his hands and feet can't react.

He doesn't know who it is.

The sword blade cuts through the throat, and the sword energy cuts through the neck.

His head rolled to the ground like a watermelon and broke to pieces.

Ning Changjiu withdrew the sword.

After fusing the sword scriptures, his mortal sword is stronger than ordinary practitioners can imagine.

Lu Yuanbai felt the master's death, he guessed the sword maker, and tentatively shouted: "Ning Changjiu?"

Ning Changjiu hummed softly, and then chopped up his body with a sword, piercing his heart.

Lu Yuanbai was originally relieved, but suddenly, a thought illuminated his mind like a lightning, "Be careful! Be careful that my master will reincarnate! He lied like that back then..."

Lu Yuanbai's words were only halfway through, and the frosty breath filled the entire space.

His words froze in his throat.

Ning Changjiu knew that he was wrong, he felt something standing abruptly behind him.

The golden crow in his body screamed, trying to break through the purple mansion and feed on it.

But it seems to be too late.

The sound of the scabbard being scratched by the sword was light and quick.

After a sword, Ning Changjiu was safe and sound.

The cold air in the tunnel gradually dissipated.

In the darkness, Lu Jiajia retracted the sword. She opened her sword eyes and looked at the old man's body with the corpse separated on the ground.

She stared for a while, then her eyelids drooped and her gaze was retracted.

"Who is he?" Lu Jiajia asked softly.

Ning Changjiu felt her familiar breath, and didn't know how to answer, but just said softly: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to find you." Lu Jia married.

"How do you know I am here?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Do you really think I'm a fool?" Lu Jiajia said coldly, she knelt down, took off her outer garment, and put it on him.

Ning Changjiu suddenly whispered: "I'm sorry."

Lu Jia married expressionlessly and said: "This person wants to leave the cold jail without permission, and he will die more than guilty..."

"Have you...heard it?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Lu Jiajia did not answer.

"Master?" Ning Changjiu called her softly again.

Lu Jiajia still did not respond.

Ning Changjiu found out that she was beginning to see pliable silk threads on her body. Those silk threads wrapped her up like a huge cocoon, and she had closed her eyes, like a beautiful crystal coffin. The mortal fairy.

The last sword that Lu Jiajia stabbed was actually the sword of the Master Killer.

After this sword, she will really step into the purple court realm.

Before Thunder Tribulation, Heart Demon Tribulation came first.

Ning Changjiu is not worried about her experience of the evil. With her mind at the moment, it is not difficult for her to come out of the disaster.

It's just a coincidence that Tianzong Yujian suddenly shakes like an earthquake.

Soon after, news of the return of the sovereign will spread throughout the peak.