Beyond the Divine States Chapter 218: : Why not wait for the full moon and flowers to meet is a good night

Ning Changjiu took away all the breath, and was as silent as a faint morning light in the dim forest.

Lu Jia married in front of the wooden man, looking at the abyss as he always did, a large area of ​​morning mist passing by, the color of lotus root in the light, and gradually dissipated.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, gently picked up two leaves, folded into a butterfly, and flew towards the back of Lu married.

He hides behind a big tree.

"Who?"

Soon, a shadow flashed across Lu Jiajia's Jianxin, her gaze retracted from the abyss, and she turned abruptly, and a white sword energy followed her gaze straight across the ground.

The forest and the grass house were separated by this sword-qi line, and the butterfly patchwork of dead leaves was blocked outside.

Lu Jiajia stared at the two dead leaf butterflies, her eyes shining like lightning into the dark woods intertwined with light behind, searching for the shadows, she was wary, and said coldly: "Who? Those who cross this line Die."

So the dead leaf butterfly stopped outside the line, and then it started talking like a human, but the voice sounded very dry.

"I am a messenger sent by the kingdom of God to the world. I can help you realize any wish." The dead leaf butterfly said: "As long as you answer my three questions honestly."

Lu Jiajia raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering if the evil demon of the Southern Wilderness hadn't been smashed by himself, but used such stupid and awkward means?

Her snow-white sleeves are covered with the ancient sword worn on the left waist, and the delicate fingers between the sleeves have already pressed the hilt of the sword.

The dead leaf butterfly seemed to show sincerity, but backed up a little, and continued: "After three questions, the wish can be realized. If any one is insincere, the wish will be invalid."

Lu Jiajia didn't want to talk nonsense, and was about to kill him with a sword, but a fluke flashed in her heart.

The gods send messengers to the world, and three questions can realize their wishes. This is a fantasy. But in case...

Lu Jiajia immediately dismissed the idea. She believed in chance, but she also knew that chance was won, not delivered. Moreover, everyone knew that she was waiting for someone, and this dead leaf The intention of the butterfly is too obvious, and fools will be fooled...

"You can ask." Lu Jiajia thought that although she disliked it, she still spoke lightly.

Her bright sword heart turned into an invisible line, denser and sharper than the thousands of morning lights, and refracted into an impenetrable sword prison.

The dead leaf butterfly flapped its wings and said: "The first question, is it your loved one that you are waiting for?"

Lu Jiajia originally wanted to blurt out that it was not, but she thought that these issues were actually irrelevant, and she didn't have to deceive herself, so she nodded gently and said: "Yes."

After answering this question, she immediately explored the sea of ​​knowledge to see if there were other consciousness invasions. After all, in the folk tales of ghosts, there are legends about answering ghosts in dreams, and they will be drawn into the netherworld by ghosts. .

But she found nothing.

Maybe someone in the Four Peaks is teasing themselves?

Lu Jiamara's eyes are slightly fierce, who is so innocent in his heart.

The dead leaf butterfly was silent for a while, and said: "The first answer is passed, and the second question: Do you want the person you are waiting for to become your own husband?"

"Huh?"

After the question came out, Lu Jiajia knew that someone was going to tease him.

If you can invade her spiritual consciousness through your own sword formation by relying on these few questions, then the opponent is at least a master of the five peaks, and whether there is a problem is the same.

She didn’t want to care about it anymore. After all, she didn’t need to think about it. These years, whether it was Four Peaks or other places, she had never stopped talking about herself. She could not hear or care, but the discussion was only discussion after all. The problem was laid bare in front of her, and she didn't know how to face it again.

So Xiaoling left a month ago. Who else would dare to be so desperate in front of her?

"Who sent you here?" Lu Jiajia asked instead without answering.

The dead leaf butterfly said calmly: "The one who sent me is the supreme god, who sits in the supreme existence of the world. This abyss is originally her domain. You have been sitting here for more than two years and won the pity of the god. "

I still want to bluff people...

Lu Jiajia became more angry. The morning wind and cold mist passed over her eyebrows, and the white clouds flowed like a stream, and the light and the dark were intertwined on her sword dress with the flowing of the clouds.

She has more sword intent on her body, as if she wants to peek through the butterfly and see the master behind the scenes.

"God Lord? Bai Zang?" Lu Jiajia continued to ask while holding a sword intent.

Tishan has passed quietly, the Wushen Moon ended not long ago, and the year belonging to Baizang has arrived.

Withered Leaf Butterfly said: "Don't call the name of God directly...You still have three breaths time to answer questions, if you don't answer, your wish will be void."

Lu Jiajia took a deep breath, only as if it was a test of his heart.

"Hope." Lu Jia married.

"I hope to be the wife of the waiting person." Dry Leaf Butterfly repeated it, seeming to confirm, and said after a moment: "The answer is approved."

For some reason, Lu Jiajia felt relieved when he heard the answer through a few words.

She didn't know that after a big tree, Ning Changjiu, who wrapped herself in the law of time and took away all the breath, had already raised the corners of her mouth. He wanted to show up immediately, but after more than two years of separation He has been through it, and he is not short of forbearance at this moment.

After all, the last question is directly related to his actual position in front of Lu Jiama in the future.

The dead leaf butterfly said: "The last question, the person you are waiting for, in the depths of your heart, is it an apprentice or a master?"

"?" Lu Jiajia was completely stunned, wondering if there is another answer to this question?

Lu Jia married: "Naturally is my apprentice."

"..." Ning Chang was silent for a while, and activated the authority of time.

Time went back to before Lu Jiajia answered the question.

"My lord of the gods hangs the curtain and is willing to give you a chance to choose again." Dead Leaf Butterfly said solemnly, as if what it said was really an order from the gods.

Lu Jiajia didn't laugh, because she felt that time really returned!

She didn't know if it was an illusion, she looked around, looking for clues, but she was slightly at a loss. This power about the origin of the world should have existed in the authority of the ancient gods...

She felt a little frightened, and her eyes on the dead leaf butterfly changed again.

If it was really sent by the Lord, then after I answered wrong before, I might have missed this incredible opportunity.

I would rather believe it has...

But why is his answer wrong?

Lu Jiajia couldn't help but fall into memory.

The battle with the old fox on the lake was heavy snow and rain. She was rescued by Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling. After waking up, she wished to accept him as a disciple. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong at the time, leading people to embark on a real fairy road. This was the best reward for the kindness, not to mention that she was much older than them, and she was also a good teacher.

After the tribulation of the imperial city, Tiankufeng became a teacher, Ning Changchang became his own named disciple, but he never learned sword seriously, even if he was only attending class with Ning Xiaoling, many disciples in the peak were quite familiar with this. Microwords.

In fact, she didn't seem to have taught Ning Changjiu anything. Even Linhe City and his party were so dangerous, she was the last to be late.

However, looking at Ning Changjiu, he hammered his innate sword body to the point of indescribable, just like an immortal body, and even explained to himself many doubts about the sword, the quizzical words that once gave him his cultivation. The road caused a lot of shocks, as if to clear the clouds and see the sky.

At that time, she saw really bright stars in the night.

She can enter this state now, and it would be almost impossible to do without Ning's long-term help.

In name, he is his own disciple.

But actually?

She could give many other answers, but the Dead Leaf Butterfly gave only two choices.

Lu Jiajia finally faced his heart directly.

Her silky hair and slender sword clothes are like canvases. The light and shadow flowing on the canvas are the hustle and bustle painted by the world and the ripples of the lake.

"Master." Lu Jiajia said with unprecedented seriousness: "He is my master."

She didn't know if it was someone else's trick or a gift from a god.

It may even be induced by the devil.

But now she has broken another heart, and her heart is as clear as a lesson.

So she believes that her sword can become faster, faster than ever before!

Even if the demons are in power, she has the confidence to kill them.

There are no other changes.

The sound of the dead leaf butterfly still has no emotion, not as if it is a congratulation, but as if it is a statement: "The answer is passed. The wish is fulfilled."

Lu Jiajia listened to the four words of wish fulfillment, but his heart was not disturbed.

She knows that this is simply impossible.

She turned back slightly and looked at the entire abyss. The plane never ceased to dent and fall, like a dark eye that would not wake up.

The dead leaf butterfly shattered in front of her.

Lu Jiajia smiled faintly, just as God made a joke for her.

But the next moment, she was stunned.

Among the wet woods, thousands of morning light shattered suddenly, as if a drizzle was swept by the storm, turning into a huge thunderstorm falling vertically from the sky, and the sword pierced into my own eyes like a sword. Then she couldn't hear any more sound.

The clouds covering the morning sun gradually dissipated, and the free light dissipated, turning into an overwhelming wave, submerging everything in this ordinary.

The wind rustled through the woods.

The horns of clothes floating from behind the big tree are like white clouds, clouds that only appear in dreams.

Looking at the figure appeared, Lu Jiajia stood in front of him with an indistinguishable smile.

After a moment of daze, the sword between Lu Jia's waist and his waist was unsheathed and turned into a vast amount of water, like a dragon around him. Among the water dragons, the woman is tall and straight, with black hair and white clothes dancing together, her soft face with sword-like sharpness.

"Who on earth are you?" Lu Jiajia said sharply.

Ning Chang hadn’t made any movements for a long time. He watched Lu Marry’s familiar, slightly fierce face, looked at her cold and struggling look, and the fatigue of running around in January was completely dispelled. He smiled and asked, "Tier How should I punish you if you dare to make a sword for your teacher and follow the rules of the sect?

The familiar tone came into her ears, Lu Jiajia felt a little bit in her heart, but she couldn't believe it, but the sword spirit around her became thinner involuntarily. She used the sword drawn on the ground as the boundary, cold Asked coldly: "The first time we met, you asked me why the immortal wanted to avoid the world. At that time, you quoted your brother's answer, what is it?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It's not me who avoids the world, but the mortal dust avoids me, um... At that time, the junior sister also said that my sister is so peerless, so you don't need to be peerless."

Ning Changjiu said, couldn't help but laugh: "I think Junior Sister is right."

The Shuangxue between Lu Jia's marrying eyebrows is like a swaying shadow on a sword dress, she still clenched the sword, and continued to ask: "The sword comes from the sixteenth orifice, right?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "No."

Lu Jiajia asked again: "The sword is hidden in the quiet, sent in the Ming, right?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "No."

Lu Jiajia asked again: "What are you refining for me?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "Golden Crow."

The sword spirit around Lu Jiajia is getting thinner and thinner, she dare not blink, for fear that behind the light curtain, it is just a phantom that she has imagined.

She bit her lower lip and asked softly: "I...Where is the least touchable place?"

Ning Changjiu laughed, and said: "Does Tuer mean earlobe or sword fetus, or something else, I don't know yet?"

His smile was blurred in Lu Jiajia's eyes.

There were tears in Qiu Shui's long eyes.

She still holds the sword, but it just looks like an empty shelf.

"Then...then Zhao Xianger and I, who do you like better?" Lu Jiajia bit her soft lips with her teeth, vaguely bleeding strands.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Of course I am my favorite young disciple to marry."

"Asshole!" Lu Jiajia was like cursing and anger, tears streaming down unconsciously, and he couldn't tell whether it was sad or happy.

Ning Changjiu lifted his fingers and painted the stars around him. Next to the grass cottage, the small flying array that had been silent for a long time finally lit up.

The small flying array is launched.

Ning Changjiu crossed the light curtain and came to her. He stretched his hand around Lu Jiajia, reached her ear, whispered "I've been waiting", and bit her amber earlobe.

There seemed to be thunder currents under the soft mountains, which caused the cattle to turn over and the mountains trembled.

Lu Jiajia trembled. She had a lot of words to say, but she choked on her throat with salty tears.

Ning Changjiu is the same.

This face, which was only seen in a dream or in a heart demon, was finally touched by his fingers.

He is also a little blank in his mind.

Lu Jiajia's beautiful face looks like the best fermented wine in the world. He only glanced at it, so that the water-colored eyes were slightly drowsy.

Their meeting was so silent.

Lu Jiajia treated her slender hair.

Ning Changjiu remembered her previous answer, no longer hesitating, holding her face directly, and leaning forward.

Lu Jiama's eyes closed slightly, and his body shook lightly, but did not resist.

Ning Changjiu bit her petal-like soft lips and pressed against them, the mouth of the grafted grafted sandalwood was slightly opened, and between the jade teeth, there seemed to be something damn, wet things invaded, they touched at first After being touched, they separated like an electric shock, and then crossed again, the little fragrant tongues were entangled and hard to break free, so they wholeheartedly enjoyed each other's entanglement, like two clouds colliding together.

The cold morning mist on the edge of the abyss gathered, like a veil made of heaven, covering the pair of heavenly mentors and disciples.

For a long time...

Until the sun tore through the morning mist and re-delineated the silhouette of them embracing each other, they finally loosened.

Ning Changjiu looked at Lu Jiama's face.

She had tears on her face, but she was the happiest she had ever seen.

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In the Caolu, the light and dust are blowing. On both sides of a simple table, Lu Jiajia and Ning Changjiu are sitting opposite each other. On the table between them, there is a pot of tea.

"That butterfly...is it you?" Lu Jiajia bit her lip, her voice a little low.

Ning Changjiu smiled and looked at her, the answer is self-evident, he said: "If you don't ask you this, goodbye you, what can you do if you take up those cool airs with me again?"

Lu Jiajia sat upright. She lowered her head reluctantly, and stretched out her fingers to straighten the strands of hair that fell. The long eyelashes were illuminated like swan feathers.

Lu Jiajiaqing complained: "Do you want to recognize me as a master?"

Ning Changjiu said innocently: "You are the one who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestor."

"Don't talk about it." Lu Jiamara was a little annoyed.

"Do you want to regret it?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"I..." Lu Jiajia's cheeks were a little hot, she calmed her mind by pouring tea, and said: "Where have you been these years, and where did you come back from?"

Ning Changjiu didn't give her the opportunity to move away from the topic. As soon as he grasped Lu Jiajia's tea-making hand, that hand looked like a cool jade.

Since the sword body was repaired, Lu Jiajia’s body has always been cool and cool. It is a veritable icy bone, but it’s delicate and firm without losing its softness, just like the glaze-colored lips, which look like Porcelain is actually so fragrant and soft that people can't bear to relax.

Ning Changjiu said: "What? You really don't want to admit it?"

"Acknowledge what?" Lu Jia pretended to be stupid and wanted to withdraw his hand.

Ning Changjiu said: "Good disciple, tell me Master to listen, um...husband can do it too."

"No." Lu Jia married.

"Huh? Why not?"

"You...I'm your master." Lu Jia married stubbornly.

Ning Changjiu said: "I helped you realize your wish, but you have to go back. How can there be such a bad girl in the world?"

Lu Jiajia tightened her lips, the arrogance on her body collapsed and melted.

Ning Changjiu stared at her softly, and continued: "After a long time, I met in the hall of night and night, and taught you so much. Isn't it too much to say?"

Lu Jiajia's body was trembling slightly. She knew that her heart was clear after the dead leaf butterfly asked three questions, but now Ning Changjiu is ahead, the person who used to call her master, Now it's going to be turned upside down, how can she tell her.

Ning Changjiu said: "Now Caolu is just you and me. Are you still unwilling to be honest with me when you marry?"

Lu married married and still didn't speak.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "After that, when we are alone, I will be your master. In front of outsiders, I will let you take the master's frame, okay?"

Similar things Shao Xiaoli said to him.

Lu Jiajia raised her head, with some resentment in her clear eyes, she said in her heart, this is clearly trying to use the taboo of master and apprentice to tease herself...Her beautiful Qiong nose twitched , In the end, he softened and still chose to compromise.

After all, this time she met, she didn't prepare any meeting gifts, so let's satisfy his hateful taste.

"Um...Master." Lu Jiajia's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Ning Changjiu pretended not to hear clearly.

Lu Marrying is also expected, she sighed slightly, stood up, her sword intent was reduced, and her drooping eyebrows were indescribably gentle.

Lu Jiajia knelt on the ground gently, earnestly performing a master-disciple etiquette: "The disciple sees Master."

This scene appeared in her heart demon catastrophe.

Now the illusion has become real.

She knelt to the ground, her dress spread out like lotus flowers in the water.

Summer is the time when the flowers bloom.

Outside the Caolu, Qianlin Jinlang was also surrounded by them silently.

Ning Changjiu looked at the slender figure who was gently kneeling. For a long time, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world, but she is still her current disciple, future wife... There is no such luck in the world. Is something wrong?

"Master is not going to let the disciple get up?" Lu Jiajia poured her lips, the tears on her face were dry, her eyes curled up with the smile, and the sun flashed and flashed in her eyes.

Ning Changjiu finally came back to his senses, and quickly put on her jade shoulders, lifted her up gently, and couldn't help but hug her again.

Lu Jiajia also encircled him.

After a while, Lu Jiajia's cold voice sounded again: "You...where do you put your hands?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Check the sword for the disciple."

Lu Jiajia snorted and said coldly: "As a master, not only do you not be an example of others, but you are so restless and want to take advantage of your disciples. I don't think you are worthy. As a teacher, or the master would let me be the one."

Ning Changjiu hugged her, gently pushed her body down, pressed her to the ground, and asked: "Why are you not worthy of being a teacher? I do have a set of methods that suits the world and makes the delivery of yin and yang together, and some fierceness. I wonder if the disciple is interested in learning the marvelous swordsmanship?"

"Mischief!" Lu Jiajia screamed, and held Ning Changjiu's unruly hand. She has been repaired for two years, and the higher her realm, the cold air from her bones will not be easily wiped out. , The eyebrows are still covered with frost and snow, with a reprimand.

The two quarreled for a while, before Lu Jiajia finally sat down again. She straightened her cool and thin Xueshang, and gathered her hair that was casually shaved.

Ning Changjiu looked at her tight and slender jade neck when she lowered her head, and wanted to leave a mark. But he was pushed close by Lu Jiajia mercilessly. Lu Jiajia sat upright, with a serious expression: "Where have you been in the past two years? What have you experienced?"

"This is a very long story..." Ning Changjiu fell into the memory.

The tea on the table is getting colder.

Lu Jiajia looked very serious. She clenched her fists and put them on her knees. Listening to Ning Changjiu's words, her cheeks in the sun were almost transparent.

Ning Changjiu naturally couldn't tell all the stories.

He turned Shao Xiaoli into a lonely girl who was only six or seven years old, thin and small, and cast both Si Ming and Ye Chu into ugly, wicked images.

Lu Jiajia never thought that there was a dilapidated kingdom of God, and never thought that the heavenly monarchs and priests were actually exiled here.

The priests were chased to death, Xuexia fled, the ice field was vast, and survived...

After that, the Lord of Sin came, and Ye Ji lifted into the air as a sword, and severely injured the Lord. After that, they united with the commander of the blue face and fangs to fight the Lord of Sin. There were countless twists and turns. When Ning Changjiu said all, The grand sunlight outside has gradually dimmed, slowly moving to the west, and the sound of birdsong has also diminished. Only the figures sitting opposite are tireless.

This is a very long and tortuous story, a story that lasted two years.

When Lu Jiajia heard that the sinner was coming, his heart couldn't help but tighten. It was hard to imagine what kind of horror and pain Ning Changjiu had suffered-that was an existence that was far more powerful than Jiuying.

"Small Fei Kong Array..." Lu Jiajia heard the most critical point of the battle with the sinner, and remembered the half-year that the Xiao Fei Kong Array had been lit up all the time. The doubts at that time finally got the answer today.

Ning Changjiu held her hand and said, "Well, that's the hand you stretched out to me."

Finally their hands are truly squeezed together.

"What happened later? How did you go out afterwards?" Lu Jiajia couldn't help asking.

Ning Changjiu told her about the construction of that world.

Lu Jiajia looked in a trance...After hundreds of millions of years, in all the initial chaos, seeing the sun rise for the first time, what a magnificent and beautiful scene should be. It's a pity that she can't watch it with him.

"So you have experienced so much..." Lu Jiajia smiled lightly like an ink flower blooming in the water: "But I have been sitting here stupidly, doing nothing, nothing... …"

Ning Changjiu gently stroked her hair and said: "Because I know you have been here, I can walk here step by step."

Lu Jia married a smile.

Ning Changjiu's story is over.

Next is the story of the two of them.

Ning Changjiu hugged her again, bit her lip, and exchanged warmth with her.

"You...what are you going to do." Lu Jiajia's eyes flashed, and his body became softer and softer.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Of course I will check the results of the practice of the disciple in the past two years. If you slack off, you will be punished as a teacher."

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