Beyond the Divine States Chapter 216: : Homecoming

The half of the blade that penetrates the chest is condensed by countless rays of light, and it looks like a piece of delicately polished ice full of sunlight.

Ning Changjiu hardly had any reaction time, and the blade had already penetrated his chest.

The soul seems to be swept by an extremely cold storm. This cold has a natural restraint on the soul. In a flash, everything in the soul and soul has become ice crystals.

In his current state of mind, it is impossible for him to be imprisoned by the evil spirits of the heart, unless the evil spirit of his heart is the master of the previous life.

But the master is a memory of his previous life, it has nothing to do with this life, it is just a dream, and it will not be manifested in the heart devil's calamity.

So looking at the Heart Demon Tribulation, there is only one person who can kill him—the manager of the Heart Demon Tribulation.

When he was forced into Ning Xiaoling’s Demon Tribulation to protect his way, he met the manager of the Demon Tribulation and had several conversations with him. The manager lived hundreds of times. Years, but her appearance is just a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

They communicated happily at the time, and they also set a code, which is the sentence in the lyrics of the women's brothel-"Look at the lantern feast in the small building tonight, it is full of good luck and beauty."

He said the first half, but it was not the joyful face of the little girl who greeted him, but the blade.

Ning Changjiu immediately figured out something. If this Heart Devil Tribulation is also a part of Heaven’s Path, then the “treasurer” in the little girl’s mouth may have been the twelve Lords of the Kingdom of God that surpassed the world. His own order to kill was probably issued by the sin king before he left.

But it's too late.

In the Heart Demon Tribulation, this little girl is much higher than her level. After the sword is penetrated, he will not have much room for resistance, unless he can ignore the rules of the Heart Demon Tribulation like the brothers and sisters. , Slashed the world with one sword directly.

But the penetrating blade is the nail that nails the rest of his possibilities.

At this moment, he is on an ancient street, a small town not far from the Heavenly Sect of the Sword.

He originally planned to wait here for the arrival of Jiuying.

Jiuying no longer needed to come, the breath of death approached, and everything around him began to collapse.

Ning Changjiu sighed, helplessly said: "The fetal dead soul..."

This was the method used by Xuehu back then, and Qiang Laning went into dying.

Today, I had no choice but to sleep peacefully and save my soul.

……

Si Ming crossed the sword on his knees, originally just closed his eyes to recuperate, and wanted to leave when Ning Changjiu was about to wake up.

But soon, she opened her eyes and stared at the young man in the cocoon with a look of surprise.

Ning Changjiu's silk cocoon suddenly turned into a lifeless color like sandalwood, which was a sign of the soul withered.

"How is it possible?" Si Ming wailed, wondering what he had encountered in the Tribulation of Inner Demon.

If the owner dies, the owner of the slave pattern will also be backlashed. But no matter how big a backlash will eventually recover, it may be a lifetime shame to be a slave and maidservant.

Ning Changjiu is likely to be robbed and go crazy. This should have been her chance.

Si Ming hesitated for a while, and stretched out his hand when the cocoon silk was completely ashes.

The power of time envelops the entire cocoon.

Go back in time in the midst of the devil's calamity.

Ning Changjiu's "Ren" hadn't even spoken yet, the ice crystals on the soul instantly dissipated, and the blade withdrew from the body at the same time, the wound healed, and everything went back to before the few breaths.

At that time, the little girl of the heart demon had not yet arrived.

Ning Changjiu knew that Si Ming saved him.

He still felt a faint phantom pain while pressing on the chest that had been pierced by the blade before.

Ning Changjiu recovered and looked at this ancient street. People came and went in the street, the carriage was slow, and the words were noisy, as if nothing had happened.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling faintly disturbed, as if there was a sharp sword hanging above his head that would fall down at any time and pierce his skull.

It’s a bad feeling.

Ning Changjiu adjusted Shenhun's breathing, squeezed through the crowd, and walked outside. Jiuying hadn't arrived yet at the present time, but he didn't want to wait anymore.

He wants to find Jiuying as soon as possible, then kill him, and come out.

At this moment, at the other end of the Heart Demon Tribulation, in the domain of the Zitian Dao Sect, the Dao Master and the Sect Master in the illusion are still alive. They are in the forbidden area, piecing together the remains of the nine infants.

The bones of Jiuying are made up of hundreds of thousands of complete bones. They are grand and huge. Now the bone fragments are too scattered, and their knowledge of the ancient gods is not rich, even if they draw the basic structure. , It also takes a very long time. Putting them in their respective places and putting them together as a complete piece is even harder to imagine.

They have secretly made a jail about this matter.

Suddenly, there was a shocking movement outside the silent forbidden area.

"Who?" The doormaster Shiwu reacted first, turning around and looking at the exit of the forbidden area.

As he was about to step out with his sword, the door opened, and a little guy stumbled in and shouted: "It’s not good, you adults, someone has trespassed on the forbidden ground. We can’t stop him..."

"Crossing into the forbidden land? Could it be the person who spoke to the sword Tianzong?" Fourteen Yi asked in confusion.

"Yu Jian Tianzong? Oh, let's not trouble him. How can they find the truth, which of the four peak masters is our master's opponent?" Twelve Qiu Qingqing Shook his head.

Thirteen Yuchen worried: "Is it true that the real man Hanchi is back?"

"Absolutely impossible!" He did not respond coldly, confidently.

They just finished speaking, and a figure suddenly appeared outside the door of the room. The candlelights on both sides of the forbidden corridor reflected his shadow.

"Who?"

The Twelfth Autumn is about to draw the sword.

But his sword was not drawn.

The white clothes at the door flashed past, and there was no shadow.

Pushing a hand on the back of his hand, and gently pushing, the sword half of its sheath was pressed back, exploded in the sheath boring, and the rising sword wind exploded his robe to pieces, and his body retreated. more than.

Shi Wu stared at the incoming person with a murderous intent. He did not hide his personal secrets. He directly sacrificed his own destiny Dao Sword. Dao Sword turned into a sword boat, wrapped in ten thousand strands of sword intent, and slashed towards the intruder. .

The intruder was indifferent to this shocking sword, but naturally stretched out his hand.

He stretched out **** and gently pressed the front part of the sword boat, so the sword boat was like a fish entangled in a giant net, unable to break free backwards, and it was difficult to advance forward.

Shi Wushen is the master of the Zitian Taoist sect. Whether it is cultivation level or swordsmanship, Nanzhou has been regarded as a peak, and the only person who can overcome the others is the real Hanchi.

Who is this boy in white that suddenly appeared?

Ning Changjiu glanced at them calmly. Among these people, except Thirteen Yuchen, everyone else has long since died. Now in the Tribulation of the Heart Devil, they are lifelike, not knowing that they are just imaginary shadows, and they are still working on this resurrection nine. Infant’s huge conspiracy to build a tower.

Ning Changjiu said: "You guys are too slow, let me come."

"What are you talking about?" Shiwu controlled the sword boat with his mind, trying to pierce the boy's finger. He thought the boy was here to destroy their plan, but now he was stunned when he heard the words.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "You are all calm, I am here to help you."

Speaking, Ning Changjiu pinched a sword tactic in front of him, and several sword shadows passed by him, unfolding one after another, showing their sharp edges.

These few Zitian Dao Sect's strongest masters, in front of this sword domain, are actually unable to move an inch.

Ning Changlong came to the bones of Jiuying. He looked at the culprit of all this and sighed quietly.

He tapped his fingers at a box of extremely well-preserved bones on the ground. Those bone fragments swept up like a snake with his fingers, and flew towards the incomplete skeleton. These broken bones smelled like a snake. The floral butterflies greedily attached them.

In the shocked and speechless gazes of the masters and Taoists, Jiuying put together a complete piece, except that the head in the middle was still missing.

"I said, I'm here to help you." Ning Changjiu's words were a bit sincere.

Shiwu came back to his senses in shock, determined that this is a rejuvenating master, he changed his attitude, and respectfully asked: "Senior master, why are you doing this for? Could it be that you want to take this away... "

"I'm not interested in it." Ning Changjiu interrupted.

"Then what are you doing besides helping me?" I was puzzled.

Ning Changjiu said indifferently: "I like to help others."

"..."

Of course they would not believe this kind of deceitful rhetoric, but the young man showed too much power, and they did not dare to refute or act rashly.

In the end, Thirteen Yuchen took the lead in speaking: "Senior, if you want to use the Zitian Dao Sect as a sword, I will be honored. It is just the hard work of Jiu Ying, the Dao Sect, and our hard work is not a small one, predecessor. If it is pity..."

Ning Changjiu interrupted directly: "No need, put the nine infants together as soon as possible, and then take it to attack Tianzong Yujian."

Ten Wuwenyan was secretly startled, and his mind turned sharply, thinking that this person must be the old enemy of Real Man Hanchi, and now he is back to demand his life.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, and he immediately said: "I will go to Lotus Tian Town to find Zhang Qianyu."

"No need." Ning Changjiu said: "The end of Liantian Town is a snake repairer, not Jiuying. The real Jiuying is at the bottom of the Tianku Peak. The real man in Hanchi is not off the peak. If I don't come, you will It’s been calculated by him."

Several people looked at each other, not sure if what he said was true or false.

Ning Changjiu roughly talked about Zhang Qianyu's plan with Hanchi's real person. The logic was close, and the pain point was hit directly. He heard that several people almost lost their minds.

"You...how do you know this?" someone quivered.

Ning Changjiu didn't answer, just said: "I will help you find the last song of Jiuying. After you get it, you will attack Tianzong Yujian as soon as possible."

Sure enough, a few hours later, Jiuying’s last song was brought over with the head of the real Hanchi.

So far, the people of Zitian Dao Sect were completely convinced and bowed one after another, thanking the predecessors for their great kindness.

"The predecessor’s heavenly secret is directly connected to the supreme divine way. When we come to this sect, we are terrified. Dare to ask the predecessor’s surname? In the future, we can pass on the deeds of the gods for the predecessors."

Ning Changjiu couldn't help asking before leaving.

Ning Changjiu thought of the golden lotus in the sea of ​​qi for some reason, and said: "Sura."

After saying this, his figure disappeared.

Ten Wumu stood up for a long time, suddenly fluttered his sleeves and smiled, with a cheerful expression: "The Zitian Dao Sect is protected by Asura's predecessors. In the future, he will be able to completely wipe out the Yujian Tianzong, step forward to Qingyun, and be promoted to the top of the Nanzhou sect!"

……

Ning Changjiu returned to Yujian Tianzong, waiting for Zitiandao gate to attack.

For the rest of the time, he stayed with Lu Jiajia.

Although the white snow sword suit was a phantom in the Tribulation of the Heart Demon, it also made him reluctant to look away for a long time.

"Where have you been? Why didn't you come back so late?" When Lu Jiajia saw him, she asked him aloud and looked bad.

Ning Changjiu looked at her fierce look when she frowned. He only thought it was cute. He said, "Go to the foot of the mountain and do some things."

"You went down the mountain without authorization?" Lu Jiajia became even more angry: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "In short, it is a big event. Master will know later."

Lu Jiajia coldly snorted: "What are you selling? If you make trouble, I can't spare you!"

Ning Changjiu looked at her tense face, couldn't help but reach out to touch her, smiled and said: "Don't forgive me."

"Bold!" Lu Jiajia's cheeks were reddish, and she held his hand. She looked around, for fear of a disciple passing by, she said seriously: "I am your master, please respect it. Do you need me to teach you more?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Why don't we let the disciple respect Master when we exercise in bed at night?"

"You..." Lu Jia married her chest ups and downs, her shame in her heart turned into anger, she stared at Ning Changjiu fiercely, and when she ran out of words, she had no choice but to use her teacher's rules to suppress others: "You want If you dare to be unruly, don't blame me for taking the teacher's precepts to serve."

Ning Changjiu doesn't seem to know what stupid he has committed, so he spreads out his hand and said: "Master, please, anyway, how many you hit me, I will count it back from your body at that time."

"Ontology..." Lu Jiajia asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you, what nonsense are you talking about, is it wicked?"

Speaking, Lu Jiajia stretched out his hand worriedly, covering his forehead.

Ning Changjiu grabbed her Haobai's wrist with his backhand, patted her palm lightly, and said, "Master is frivolous and disciple, don't you need to be courteous?"

Lu Jiajia is even more annoyed. Although she and Ning Changjiu have a friendship every night, but after all, they have the dignity of a teacher. If you allow him to be so arrogant today, I don't know how to change things in the future.

Lu Jiamarried annoyed and said: "It seems that you really owe you a beating."

Said that Lu married her backhand and grabbed his hand. She flicked the snow sleeve with her other hand, and spread it sharply. The ruler was like a sword. It flew out of the sword hall, shaking the eaves bell, and fell into her hand.

Ning Changjiu didn't resist, just smiled and spread out his hands, letting him be beaten, his expression was a bit nostalgic. Of course, he was still keeping an account in his heart, waiting for the robbery to meet Lu Jiajia, but he wanted to ask for it back, and he didn't know how she would treat this ‘unexpected disaster’ at that time.

"Marriage, you are so beautiful." Ning Changjiu looked at her slender green silk, looked at the dusty Xiu Di, and smiled faintly.

Lu Jiamarry's words are more severe: "Dare to be presumptuous? How dare you call my name?"

"Aren't we at night..." Ning Changjiu didn't know whether to live or die.

"Begging for a fight!" Lu Jiajia became angry from shame.

The punishment that seemed to be slapstick was finally stopped by Zitian Daomen in time.

The sky darkened suddenly, and the lightning, light, and fire were intertwined like a net, covering all directions.

Beyond the Four Peaks, the complete Jiuying roaring heaven and earth, the head of the real man in Hanchi hangs flags.

The Zitian Daomen is coming in a fierce, powerful way.

This scene made all the Four Peaks tremble.

Shiwu stands on top of Jiuying's head, and with this ancient **** overlooking the world, everything is like an ant.

Lu Jiajia is also confused.

The breath of the Nine Infants carries a sense of destruction, wherever it passes, the vegetation is withered, the boulders are turned into chips, and the nine thunder-like giant heads spit out thunder and fire, roaring between the heavens and the earth, like the ancients walked out. Dragons give people a sense of invincibility.

The most shocking thing is the first level of Hanchi real person.

"Today, our Zitian Taoist Master Shura is invincible, and we are invincible in Nanzhou. You told Jian Tianzong to suppress our Taoist for a hundred years. During this period, I will be humiliated, and now I will discuss it together!"

The words of the Ten Nothings penetrate the heaven and the earth, reverberating continuously, and overwhelming the roar of the nine infants: "Today the nine infants were born, the five ways are at your fingertips, and the road to heaven is in front of you. If you know each other, you still withdraw In the big formation, I knelt down and begged for mercy after the weapon was relieved, lest the creatures would be overwhelmed."

Sudden misfortune comes, and the Four Peaks are precarious.

"Is that really the real Hanchi..."

"Shura? Who is Shura? Is there another demon in the world?"

"Isn't Jiuying a legendary creature, why..."

Lu Jiajia calmed down from the shock, and what replaced it in his eyes was the determination to die.

"I'll take you away first." Lu Jiajia said as she untied her sword and stuffed it into Ning Changjiu's hand, and then took Ning Changjiu and sent it directly out of Sifeng.

"You still like this." Ning Changjiu's words seemed to complain.

He took the sword, but didn't leave. Instead, he took her hand.

"What are you doing? Your realm is too low now, but here it affects my sword!" Lu Jiajia said sharply. She wanted to break free, but she couldn't make a move.

The opponent's realm seems to be far above him!

"You...what are you..." Lu Jiajia looked at him in shock, puzzled.

Ning Chang did not speak for a long time, he suddenly held her face and kissed her smooth and jade forehead.

Unfortunately, Heart Devil Tribulation is more like a dream, he doesn't have much sense of everything.

But he still smiled.

"Wait until I come back to see you." Ning Changjiu said so, and then he pulled out the immortal sword Minglan, and in Lu Jiajia's surprised eyes, he turned into a Bai Hong Yukong and left.

Ning Changjiu looked at the chaotic world and fell into that memory.

At that time, Jiuying appeared in this world, and the four peaks were about to tilt. His realm was too low, and he watched the torrent crash in front of him.

That was the moment he was most disappointed in himself.

Now in the heart demon robbery, the more awake the state of mind, the stronger.

At this moment, he is investigating the true self, and Dao Xin is like a mirror. There is nothing in this illusion that he can't cut off.

He can accomplish what he didn't do in the past.

He looked at the woman's Xueyi Xiuying on the snow cliff. In order to save herself, she went to fight Jiuying alone, almost vomiting her last mouthful of blood.

To live and die together is moving, but this is not the answer he wants.

Above the Four Peaks, thunder and fire raged, and the white clothes broke through the sky.

Shiwu laughed wildly, and Jiuying's roar still echoed illusoryly in his ears.

"Who? Dare to come out with a sword, this nine infant has been hungry for a thousand years, so he just stuffed you between his teeth!" Shiwu's angry and arrogant expression is like a classic white face in a drama.

"Wait, the master, he... he seems to be..."

The sword cut by Shiwu was easily pinched by the opponent, and it was blown away gently like a candle was extinguished.

The young man in white stood in the thunderous heaven and earth. He thought of the sinner, so he stretched out his hand and held all the thunder and lightning energy of the heaven and earth in his hand.

It was an extremely bright sword, so bright that no one could ignore its existence.

Ning Changjiu stood in front of the Zitian Daomen's battle, and the entire Tianzong was protected by him.

The Daomen's exclamation suddenly sounded: "You...you are Shura! How could it be you?!"

"What the **** is going on? Master Shura, how are you..."

Ning Changjiu didn't want to hear their noise anymore, he said lightly, "I will send you on the road."

Ning Changjiu held Ming Lan and swiped a sword from top to bottom.

Between heaven and earth, a white line lights up, reaching up to the sky and down to peaks and valleys.

His figure is illuminated by sword light.

Lu Jiamarried's pupils are photophobic, but she couldn't bear to close her eyes and stared at his back until the tears flowed.

This is the tide of sword qi that runs through the world, pressing all the people in the door with all their heads and faces.

The sect masters and Taoists wanted to escape, but they couldn't make any struggles. They were wiped out in confusion and despair.

The painful roar of Jiu Ying also rang. It wanted to escape, but in the smog that could cover the sky, a sword smashed through the fog, fell from the sky, and nailed one of its heads to the ground.

He was like an old cook, with the knife in his hand, he chopped off Jiuying's head with a single knife, and finally cut off the middle song slowly.

The heart demon is broken.

Ning Changjiu raised his head and looked at the sky. He was always wary of the little girl who would make another shot, but the shot was delayed.

Could it be the command of the sinner?

The agreement between him and the little girl was made in the year of empty hunting. It stands to reason that the sinner shouldn't know, so what's the reason for her to kill herself?

Just as Ning Changjiu was about to quit Heart Demon Tribulation, he made his final attempt.

"Look at the lantern feast in the Xiaolou tonight." He said the code word.

This code word is like an instruction to kill, and the person who speaks it will be hunted endlessly.

This time, he saw clearly the trajectory of the little girl's knife.

The emptiness in front of his eyes shattered, the long knife that looked like an ice blade pierced the space and slashed towards him, and the little girl holding the knife carved and carved jade, like a spiritual thing bred by the world, but this perfection is almost cold , Can appreciate, but can't arouse even the emotion of pity.

Her pupils are pitch black.

Heart Devil Jie is her home ground, just like her kingdom of God, no one can defeat her here. Including Ning Changjiu now.

For a brief moment, Ning Changjiu knew what she was controlling. Someone asked her to hear the code word and killed the person who spoke the code word.

But this is the secret between them, who knows it?

Ning Changchang puzzled.

Before the blade was about to pierce his chest, consciousness had tossed him high.

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes.

The thunder is rolling in the sky.

He sat up and looked around, only to realize that Si Ming had disappeared.

"The slave and the maidservant are so bold that they dare to leave the master without saying goodbye." Ning Changjiu smiled, a little bit self-deprecating in his smile.

Originally, he wanted to repay this kindness by getting rid of Nu Wen on behalf of Si Ming.

Although it is hard to avoid meeting in life, the next time I meet, I don’t know what the scene will be.

He walked towards Jie Lei, did not make any movement, let Jie Lei rain down, washing his Shura physique.

He regarded himself as a sword, and regarded this calamity as a thunder and fire for tempering his physique.

Ning Changjiu raised his head, his skin became more white after the thunder and fire was washed away, like a reborn baby, but this seemingly fragile skin, even the sword of the purple court, is difficult to penetrate.

Jie Lei added his body, and his soul bone was rebuilt.

Ning Changjiu stood there, and the whole world rushed towards him.

The mystic insight of the purple court realm is like a storm of fragments pouring into his mind, the power between blood and bones grows vigorously, his senses and consciousness become broader and more acute, and the connection between the body and the heaven and the earth is deeper, whether it is The grass and the tree, or the water of Tianyun Lake, can be clearly reflected in the sea of ​​knowledge, as if a gesture can trigger a vision.

The full name of Zi Ting is Xuan Zi Tian Ting.

That is the sacred court of the ancient heavenly emperor in myths and legends. Only by stepping into the realm of the purple court can you be regarded as a real fairy, and a courtier who can rank among the gods.

Ning Changjiu was wrapped in the billowing thunder, and Shura's body became tougher in the thunder and fire, and the golden lotus petals in his body were in full bloom, beautifully.

On the distant cliff, the man in a black robe watched this scene from a distance.

She stands barefoot, her eyes streaming through the mountains and rivers.

In the distance, Ning Changjiu still didn't know enough about Jie Lei, so he lifted off like a sword, soaking his entire body into the cloud of Jie Lei.

Siming watched this scene and smiled faintly.

She collected all her breath, and finally left without a sound.

She once overlooked the entire land from the priest’s seat, and occasionally walked the world as an invincible god.

This is the first time she has traveled the world as a monk.

This place is located to the west of the end of the Southern Wilderness. The end of the Southern Wilderness is located at the extreme north of the Yujian Tianzong, and it is almost connected to a straight line across Nanzhou.

Si Ming is going to the largest Middle-Earth, and Ning Changjiu is going to bypass the Southern Wilderness and return to Yujian Tianzong or Zhao Kingdom.

They are not the same way.

Si Ming left quietly.

After a long time, the sky clouds in the deep gorge shattered, the fireworks were pulled away, and the roaring thunder gradually subsided, as light as a sheep's whisper.

The robbery cloud dissipated.

Ning Changjiu came to the purple court realm.

Shortly afterwards, there was a drizzle in the sky.

There has never been rain in Duanjiecheng.

He felt the rain and the light touch of his cheek, and smiled.

In the rain, Ning Changjiu stood there, looking sideways to the south.

He knows that someone there has been waiting for her to come back, no matter how long, she will always wait for herself.

He doesn't know where he comes from, but the book says that if he feels at ease, he is his hometown.

It's time to return home.

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