Beyond the Divine States Chapter 175: : The light of miracles

In the hall, the ceremony has begun.

The girl knelt on the futon, knocked her head lightly, and muttered something.

At the door of the main hall, a middle-aged man with a large white robe walked in.

"Visiting the Sanxiang."

The men and women standing on both sides saluted together.

Shanxiang is the strongest person in this city apart from the king.

He looked at the girl kneeling in front of the futon and said straight to the point: "Your mother hanged herself."

"What?!" The girl stood up in shock: "Mother...what's wrong with mother? I'm going to see her!"

"Stop, kneel down!" Sanxiang shouted angrily.

His words were like a spell, and when he shouted out, the girl immediately knelt on the ground in shock, put her hands behind her back, and said nothing.

Samsang said coldly: "Why your mother hangs herself, don't you know?"

The girl knows that she knows better than anyone else that she is not the father’s daughter at all, but the mother was pregnant with a general before she married into the royal family. Fortunately, she became pregnant early at that time and soon became pregnant with her father Wang Zhu. The fetus is secretly knotted, and after he was born, he is clever and smart, so no one has any doubts about himself.

In the beginning, she didn't know it herself.

Until later, she discovered some differences between herself and the descendants of other royal families, and secretly told her mother.

On that day, she watched her mother cry in front of her and turned into a tearful person. The last fluke in her mother's heart was gone. After she cried, she told herself about it. At that time, she felt the whole The world seemed to have collapsed, and wept into tears.

They know the crime of deceiving the emperor in Duanjiecheng better than anyone.

That's a crime of being imprisoned in a ghost prison, torturing and torturing inhumanly for seven days, and then slashing thousands of times!

And she was about to participate in the first assessment of the descendants of the royal family. At that time, she cried for several days and nights, almost crying blindly. In the end, through various means, she cried and made two noises, swindled and deceived, and finally stumbled to live to the age of seventeen. Although some people had doubts during this period, fortunately, the father and the king still loved the mother and herself, and every royal descendant , Are all warriors who can fight against the alien species outside the city wall in the future and plant the Qingyue Banner of Broken Boundary City farther away.

But she has no blood at all.

Many talents that she has shown in recent years are actually the result of hard practice secretly. For example, she practiced an ordinary fire method every day and night for half a year, and made it innate with the royal family. His fire control technique uses fake and real, or feeds the cat in the temple every day, communicates with it for more than a year, and then pretends to understand the language of other creatures, let it follow its own instructions to do things...

She just wants to praise her for her various behaviors.

But no matter what she did, she couldn't escape the call of the gods when she was seventeen.

The opposite bank of this palace is said to be connected to a forbidden land called Shiyuan, and the blood of every descendant of the royal family can summon an extremely powerful spirit from Shiyuan after the ceremony is initiated. The descendants of their royal family can set a bloodline contract through rituals to control this spirit.

She originally wanted to carry part of the blood of royal descendants with her to secretly use when the ceremony started.

But before each ceremony, there is a special person responsible for bathing and changing clothes, and the spirit that is summoned is only compatible with the blood-cutting person, and her identity will only be revealed sooner or later.

At this moment, when she heard her mother hang herself, she didn’t feel any sorrow. She hated her mother all these years. If it weren’t for her quickness, how could she have lived so many years of life, if her heart was strong, I'm afraid my hair has fallen out now.

My mother has enjoyed seventeen years of good life, and she is almost turning yellow. Now she can't resist the pressure, she left herself and left...

One less cellmate...

Hey, I shouldn't be far from death.

"Mother... Mother is so good, why... I... I don't know." The girl suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, still pretending to be stupid.

Samsang stared at her coldly and said: "It’s no surprise that a civilian woman died. Summoning spirits is the top priority and cannot be delayed. Now there is a shortage of people in Yuanxing. If you Success in summoning spirits is the beginning of glory."

The girl nodded weakly, and said: "Yes, Master Sam, but today my mother died, in my heart..."

Shanxiang interrupted her and said: "The ceremony continues, I will preside over it myself."

Speaking, Sanxiang walked to the stone gate, took the scriptures of the woman in the white robe, and recited deeply.

The girl trembles and clasps her palms together, thinking about countermeasures in her heart, but now she is in front of you, if she dared to run directly, she would definitely be caught and thrown into the ghost prison, thinking of the crippling scene in the ghost prison , Her shoulders couldn't help but tremble, and tears flowed down, pretending to miss her biological mother.

And these words also stirred up stormy waves in other people's hearts.

Could it be... she is not the king's daughter?

This...

The girl is still well-known among the royal family. When she shows up on some big occasions, she can hold the royal family's honorable frame very well, demure and graceful. Her swordsmanship is also extraordinary. In the previous few times she went out of the city to hunt demon, she performed impressively, and even received the king's award. Many people regard her as an excellent inheritor, so all over the city, she There are also many admirers, but the status of the royal family is so high that most people can only look far away in their lives.

But if all this is fake...

Everyone looked at the weeping little girl with different thoughts.

The ceremony will be held as usual.

After reciting the scriptures, the stone gate lit up in the trembling eyes of the girl.

In the center of the stone gate, there seemed to be a heart beating, and then the light scarlet aura began to flow along the lines of the stone gate like blood. In a short period of time, the scarlet aura flowed through the gate, that ancient After being filled up, the totem glows brightly.

The rumbling voice rang in the hall.

The stone gate opened slowly.

Everyone's eyes are attracted to the past.

Even if it wasn't the first time the people present had seen it, they were still attracted by the scene behind the stone gate.

It's a circular, inwardly collapsed plane. The plane seems to be composed of countless straight lines and finely formed lines. They are moving at extremely fast speeds, but they can’t tell whether they are going in or out, facing them. The deep cave is like a pair of eyes, and its pupils are buried in an extremely deep place. Its white'eyes' appear as a gray that is close to nothingness, and then there are faintly moving white spots of light, like It was the swimming fish in the stream. After the light spot, there was a gray-white moon...The moon slowly moved towards them from far to near.

This is an oncoming huge abyss.

Once it was opened, a sense of oppression fell in this palace. After staring at it, everyone couldn't help closing their eyes and silently reciting the scriptures of pure heart.

If Ning Chang had been there for a long time, he would find that the appearance of this abyss was almost exactly the same as that in the Southern Wilderness.

Similarly, all the people here, even the king, will be sent back to the original point when they enter the abyss.

It does not accept anyone.

The girl was also trembling in front of this abyss.

She felt that the abyss was looking at her, seeing through all her disguise.

All living beings in the mortal realm are humble ant colonies in front of it. It is so eternal, just like the end of the ruins outside the city that can never be reached.

"The spiritual light lights the lamp, the blood of the king calls the soul, the fate of life, and the call of the Lord..."

The Sanxiang chanted in a deep voice.

He took the dagger from the woman behind him, gently drew it out, and handed it to the crying girl.

She listened to the figure of the dagger blade rubbing the wooden sheath, as if something had been cut in the heart.

The girl tremblingly took the dagger, knowing that all her cleverness was useless.

She couldn't wait to stab her directly into her heart.

But she was afraid of death.

She picked up the knife, cut her palm, and prayed inwardly.

"Daddy God, save me... You don't need to be a summoner, I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you, I will follow my advice, give you the best treatment in the city, and treat you as an ancestor... Please come out..."

She cried, then put her hand on the concave surface of the abyss.

Blood ran in.

……

……

In the desert, the fight gradually came to an end.

Xueyujun and the spirit of the sword script sang a harmony, and kept cheering Ning Changjiu. One said that Zhao Xianger was good, and the other said that Lu was married well. I hope he is thinking about the two daughters-in-law in his heart. Lost the courage to resist.

Ning Changjiu had a headache after hearing it. If it weren't for the use of such a broken sword, he would just bury it in the sand.

The moon sank.

When viewed from a distance, the moon was still glowing gray, but when it sank to be equal to the horizon, the whole moon was also dark, only the edge was still glowing with a little silver light.

The ancient wood is far away, keeping a distance from Ning Changjiu, afraid to move forward.

The rest of the surviving spirits are also confronting each other, launching tentative attacks from time to time, but most of them have some wisdom and are very pitiful. Each attack is not to kill each other, but to make themselves better. Quickly reach the place where the moon falls.

Ning Changjiu cut his fingers again, using blood as a bait, causing those spirits who were struggling to maintain their sanity into slaughter.

But blood is not useful for everyone.

Jiuying's hatred for herself has exceeded the temptation of blood.

At this moment, after it has experienced countless battles, there are also countless scars on its soul, and the sarcoma on it has also been cut away by the axe.

It swam towards itself.

Ning Changjiu did not back down this time.

His hatred for Jiuying is even higher than Jiuying's hatred for himself.

When it first appeared, he had the urge to kill it to death, but reason stopped him.

At this moment, the rest of the souls, large and small, have been nearly killed and injured in the melee for several hours.

The time for the decisive battle finally arrived.

The Nine Infants are like a violent chariot, coming quickly.

Ning Changjiu held the broken sword, and the spiritual power in his body surged endlessly.

"Sword Spirit!" Ning Changjiu shouted.

The spirit of the sword script witnessed these several hours of fighting, and it was also extremely happy, "Good, the treasurer."

Ning Changjiu's pupils suddenly dilated.

Before Jiuying pounced, Ning Changjiu also jumped high.

In the darkness, the two figures passed by silently.

Jiuying's collision rushed into the air.

Ning Changjiu came to Jiuying's head in the blink of an eye.

The sword was pierced, and the blade of the sword plunged deeply into the soul of Jiuying in the sound of the cracking of the soul scale.

The soul-like whistling sound was white, swaying round after round.

Ning Changjiu stood on Jiuying's forehead, dragging the sword and rushing forward, the sword tore through the soul scales, cut along the central axis of its head, and cut out from its upper jaw.

Jiuying kept roaring and opened his severed mouth, wanting to swallow Ning Changjiu in one bite.

Ning Changjiu directly reached out and grabbed its strongest teeth. With a kick on the soles of his feet, he rushed forward. The sword in front of him cuts through the bend of Jiuying’s mouth, and then ran all the way, directly cutting its body. Split from the center, cut in two!

The soul of Jiuying was shattered.

Ning Changjiu's pupils refocused.

The moon sets and stops.

He was holding the sword and rushed away, the spirits scattered like water along the way.

The moon is approaching.

As soon as he leaped, something like a sickle stabbed at him.

That is a monster lurking in the sand.

Mr. Xueyu made a decisive decision, flew out of the sword, and sprayed it with a mouthful of real fire.

It will have time to appeal to Ning for a long time.

Black Moon came, his body rushed into the eternal darkness.

I don't know how long it took, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

Ning Changjiu did not come to the previous space as he imagined.

This is a brand new place, a world connected by caves, extending in all directions like a honeycomb, and each cave is filled with white-gray light.

"What is this?" asked the spirit of the sword scripture.

"I don't know." Ning Changjiu replied.

"How to get out?"

"I don't know."

……

……

"Take her away and put her in a ghost prison."

Shanxiang glanced at the hourglass in the hands of the man in black.

The hourglass has leaked out.

But after Shimen, there was no slightest movement.

In the main hall, everyone fell silent, and the eyes they looked at the girl were no longer gentle, but cold, like looking at a corpse with countless wounds.

"No! Don't take me away! There must be some misunderstanding...Wait, Master Shenxiang...Wait..." The girl kept begging, knocking down at the Shimen repeatedly. Looking forward to a miracle.

Samsang’s face was extremely cold. He looked at the girl and had already figured out how to explain to the king after she died.

"Master Sanxiang, wait a minute... My **** may lack arms and legs, so he walks slower. You... give him a chance..." The girl kept wiping tears. Desperate in heart.

On both sides, men and women with black and white clothes came out, took the girl's arms, picked her up, and walked out.

"Master Sanxiang, please forgive me, don't take me to the ghost prison...You kill me now, and you can use the knife now, please..."

"Oh, let go of me..."

The girl's hands were caught tightly, and she dragged her mercilessly to the outside of the temple.

A shameful and despicable illegitimate daughter who dared to step into the royal palace's solemn and sacred temple itself is a blasphemy against the gods.

Her fate is doomed.

The girl was dragged out of the door.

When she walked in and went out, her identity and status were reversed.

She was ashamed, shackled and dragged down the steps.

"Wait."

Behind him, the voice of Sanxiang suddenly sounded.

The girl was shocked and turned her head abruptly. She found that everyone was looking in the direction of Shimen.

Her heart mentioned her throat, she kept wiping her face, and in the blurred vision, she herself didn't know if it was an illusion-in the abyss behind the stone gate, a light was shining.

She barely opened her mouth and made no sound, but she kept wiping her eyes, but the tears were getting more and more wiping.

She stared at the seemingly ordinary white light.

It was the brightest and most dazzling light she had ever seen in her life, and it would be the miraculous light that will be imprinted in her life forever.