Beyond the Divine States Chapter 221: : What year is this eve?

It was another night in a blink of an eye.

When Ning Changjiu opened his eyes, the light from outside had already shined through the grass windows, illuminating the simple house.

The cottage is small and has no soft pillows. The bed is almost made of wood and hay. But when Ning Changjiu lay down, he felt that he could feel the two years of warmth left on the bed. heat.

Lu Jiajia still woke up earlier than him. She seemed to be a okay person. She put on her brand-new white clothes, combed her hair, cooked a pot of rice porridge, filled two bowls on the table.

Ning Changjiu got up and went to bed. He only felt aches and pains. He used his spiritual energy to adjust his breath and recuperate, and he flexed his muscles and bones.

When Lu Jiajia puts on her clothes, her temperament is always excellent. She sits on a rough bench, but she seems to be sitting in a jade chair in the main hall of the peak. Her air and appearance are meticulous. Do not eat fireworks in the cold.

When Ning Changjiu saw this scene, she always felt that she was tempting herself, but when she wanted to bully, she was pushed away by Lu Jiama, then pressed onto the chair and drank porridge with her respectfully. .

"The Sect Master Ceremony is still half a month away." Lu Jiajia said after drinking the porridge.

Ning Changjiu said: "I will accompany you back then."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Aren't you going to concentrate on practicing and wait for a three-year appointment with Sister Zhao? If you return to the mountain, how can you hide the news?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Do you call my sister?"

Lu Jia Jia Qiao's face was slightly tight, and said: "I haven't seen you in the past two years, where did you learn these words?"

Ning Changjiu thought that it was definitely not his own problem. It must have been a long time with Shao Xiaoli and was infected by this unobstructed girl.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Xu is married and doesn't know me enough, it doesn't matter, we will have a long life in the future."

Lu Jiajia asked again: "So what about those moves? Where did you learn it? Or I don't know you too much?"

Ning Changjiu pondered for a moment, and replied: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book."

Lu Jiajia frowned, thinking that in the book pavilion of Tianku Peak, when he saw him reading the scriptures every day, could it be that he was reading those books all day?

This is too shameful.

Lu Jiajia asked again: "Give you a few months, are you confident that you can defeat Miss Zhao?"

Ning Chang thought hard for a moment, and asked tentatively: "It's not a shame to lose to Zhao Xianger, right?"

Lu Jiajia sneered at him, looking like his man is really useless.

Although he knows that Lu's marriage is pretending to be married, Ning Changjiu is still a little depressed. He sighed: "Is it too useless to dislike your husband?"

When Lu Jiajia heard the word husband, her heart moved a little. She clenched her hands quietly on her lap, shook her head and said: "Actually...I never thought about marrying a woman."

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu looked up at her.

Lu Jiajia smiled softly: "I think the ascetics should accompany the idle clouds and wild cranes to cultivate the Taoism in their life. When I first discussed the Taoism with you in the temple of the night, I actually had imagination, but the imagination is also the retreat of you and me. The scene of Qingxiu, not these two nights..."

At this point, Lu Jiajia didn't say anything about that scene, not to mention that other people in the world couldn't imagine it, or even she wondered if it was herself.

However, Taoism has a three-fashioned saying, maybe people are multifaceted, she in the snow peak, she in the lotus boat, and she sitting in the meditation at this moment should be her. How can immortals be truly free from vulgarity?

But after all... it's too sloppy.

For this reason, Ning Changjiu has another fallacy and heresy... After making the medicine three times last night, he once told himself that all life’s self-perceived things are beautiful, and there is no need to doubt whether its beauty is real, it is born forever. For the gift, you only need to read and enjoy, no need to deliberate.

But after thinking about it, she always felt that they were all deceiving, but she just hoped that she would take the initiative...

Ning Changjiu interrupted her thoughts with a smile: "Isn't the four words "married as a woman" tailored for marriage?"

Lu Jia married slightly stunned, and immediately reacted, marrying as a wife... How can there be such a saying, it's too rascal.

Lu Jiajia ignored him, just said to himself: "I need time to think about it."

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly. He knew that even though he had used the dead leaf butterfly to ask his mind at the beginning, the twenty years of clear repairs would eventually be the snow between the eyebrows and the frost in his heart. He said: "After that, we Then continue to be a master and apprentice."

Lu Jiama smiled and said: "Okay, Master."

Ning Changjiu said: "From now on you call me Master and I call Junior Sister Xiaoling, then what should you call Xiaoling?"

Finally, Lu Jiajia, who has a quiet heart and soul, once again encountered a problem.

In the past, Ning Changjiu, the wicked disciple, did not respect him. I always knew it, but Xiaoling was a real disciple. He regarded her as a daughter and passed down almost all the skills that he could teach. , But if you are based on the current seniority, don't you want to call her the teacher uncle or the teacher aunt?

Even if she is willing to honour her dignity, Xiaoling is afraid it is not.

Lu Jiajia said coldly: "Xiaoling continues to call me Master. When in front of her, you must also call me Master."

Ning Changjiu looked at her with a serious look, and because he couldn't beat her now, he also compromised.

The following years of practice were very peaceful.

No one disturbs the Cao Lu.

Ning Changjiu and Lu married and retreat in the cottage for repairs.

Lu Jiama practiced those sword moves that had been put on hold for two years and gradually became faint, while Ning Changjiu first stitched up the broken Shura Shenlu, while maintaining a seemingly complete defect.

On the ninth floor of Zi Ting, breaking through each floor is not easy.

Lu married for many years, and Ning Changjiu started practicing at the age of sixteen in this life.

It has been a miracle to enter the Purple Court in the past three years. If you want to go to the next level, it will be difficult without the assistance of the treasures of heaven, material and earth.

While cultivating Taoism, the two of them often learn swordsmanship with their fingers, and their perception of the essence of swordsmanship is also in the fireworks that shattered between the fingers.

Ning Changjiu’s previous life was quite mixed, including swordsmanship, Taoism, talisman, and even many psychic enlightenment techniques known as the side door. He still wanted to not beat his wife at the beginning. Modestly, but after marrying Lu to marry the sword several times, he had to resort to all his might.

Each technique has its own image, such as flying flowers and picking leaves, or red flames lingering, or inscriptions entwined with fingers, the most is the ten thousand points of sword intent falling into the star rain.

But no matter what kind of weird tricks I use.

Lu Jiajia can break through the layers of barriers and break it with a single sword.

"It's a good one to break the ten thousand magic with one sword."

Seven days later, Ning Chang entered the second floor of Zi Ting for a long time, still defeated with one finger. He looked at his fingertips and gently blew out the blue smoke on it, suddenly regretting marrying Lu completely so early. Refining the body.

Lu Jiajia looked at his unconvinced face and smiled and said: "What? You want to find some places for me to forge my sword again?"

Ning Changjiu was said to have been on his mind, he also smiled: "What? Who was begging for mercy last night, don't you remember?"

Lu Jiajia coldly snorted: "It's just that you are working hard in the day to watch your swordsmanship, and it's just pretending to give you some face."

"Really?" Ning Changjiu said: "Can you dare to go to the lotus boat tonight?"

Lu Jiajia is actually a stubborn mouth. In these days, her body has been thoroughly studied by the other party. The sensitive parts are like the opening and closing of the gate, which can not be touched at all. A little carelessness is the end of abandoning her armor. And it is not easy for oneself to surrender. The captives always have to be humiliated, and only if they say something weird and shameful will they be let go.

Lu Jiajia turned around gently and screamed: "It's a good student to practice swords. Although there is no one here, but the master's swordsmanship is inferior to the apprentice. This is not justified after all, right?"

"Follow the teachings of the disciples." Ning Changjiu said with a smile.

He counted the days, sat cross-legged, and continued to practice sword forging.

The night is gradually coming.

The stars of Moon River are so beautiful.

The scene of eternal life in Duanjiecheng is hard to see, now you have a panoramic view.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiama often enjoy the moon together, even if they are silent and cuddling with each other is a verse.

"You seem to have something on your mind?" Lu Jiajia retracted his gaze from the moonlight and looked at the young man's profile.

Ning Changjiu is really upset these days.

He has spoken words for life with Lu Jiajia many times these days, but only he knows that these are just empty dreams painted by him.

Ten years later, this dream will be broken, and then it will be another parting.

This is the prophecy of night extermination and the ending he has already experienced.

But why is it so?

Ning Chang remembered every bit of the way he had cultivated in the past.

He is now equivalent to looking at the past twelve years from another perspective.

In the past, when he lived in seclusion, he saw that the second brother came down the mountain, and the fourth sister killed the demons and did not return. Now he knows that the second brother came down to the imperial city and saved the fiancée selected by the master. , And the fourth elder sister went to Liantian Town and took Zhang Qianyu to Dahe Town.

He believes that he will meet unobservable brothers and sisters in the future, even though they should meet each other.

And that unobservable, seemingly ordinary Big River Town, now I think about it, is a terrifying, demonic cradle.

Among them, fishermen, farmers, dung pickers, grass cutters, grazing people, everyone who seems to be ordinary, may have been the ancient gods of the world before.

They reincarnated in reincarnation after experiencing several great calamities of heaven and earth. They cultivated their physiques as adults and were born in the world. They were then found unscrupulously and took them to Dahe Town.

Each of them is the body of Shura.

That is a town of Shura...

No! Not just them, but even the seniors, all those who have practiced the Asura Shenlu, they may all be the reincarnation of an ancient god.

Since they are all, Master...

Ning Changjiu's heart is slightly cold, thinking that the amiable brothers and sisters on weekdays are actually walking living fossils...

These Shura, who have survived several catastrophes of heaven and earth, gather together. If they want some kind of revenge, who will their revenge be?

Ning Changjiu also read many ancient classics, but did not get the answer.

Seeing that he had been in a trance for a long time without answering, Lu Jiajia stretched out his hand and gently covered his forehead, jokingly: "What? I'm by your side, are you still thinking about other women?"

Ning Changjiu returned to his senses, he smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? The best woman in the world is by her side. If there are other delusions, it would be too shameful."

Lu Jiamarried said: "There is a saying among the people that a wife is worse than a concubine, and it is better to steal. No matter how precious things are obtained, they will be discarded as a plaything in the palm of their hands."

Ning Changjiu looked at her gleaming light and slightly smiling eyes, and smiled at her, "The disciples are really getting bolder when talking. It seems that the sword forging these days has not been effective. Ah."

Lu Jiajia said slightly: "Xiu used these nonsense to fool me. I have been indulging you for a few days on the sword forging. Although I admit that you are the master, but in the future, unless I really make a mistake, otherwise. Forging the sword to avoid talking."

Ning Changjiu said: "Tui'er is really harsh."

The corners of Lu Jia's eyebrows and lips are dyed with a smile like an autumn moon.

After they babbled a few more words, then the conversation became quieter, and they leaned their shoulders on their shoulders, looking at the moon in the sky that was reaching fullness together.

Mingyue doesn't know the human world, but it always tries to make love and sorrows.

Lu Jiajia stretched out his hand, as if to pick the ice wheel in the sky from his palm and use it as a mirror for dressing.

"I hope people will last forever." Lu Jiajia read the ancient line of poetry.

You don’t have to be Qianli Chanjuan, but your family members will be your companions every night.

In the clear breeze and bright moon, Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I have always been long."

Lu Jiajia Wei was startled, and immediately gave him a shameful look.

The boss is a good day and beautiful family, why is this person so hateful?

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Among the Four Peaks, the dilapidation after the war that year has largely been repaired.

The peach curtain is hung high again, the broken cliff carvings of the four peaks have been carved new, and the "waterfall" surrounding the waterfall mountain has been exhausted and there is no cover. The fairy mountain is short, and although the green pines are still green, the fairy meaning has been blown away by the wind.

All the swords and magical instruments surrounding the waterfall mountain were shipped out as a reward for the next sovereign.

The rule of the suzerain has also been changed. After that, the suzerain does not have to live in the surrounding waterfalls, but still lives in the four peaks. The peak where the suzerain resides is the first of the four peaks.

"Uncle Lu, you said the Sect Master Ceremony, will Master come back?"

After class, Le Rou asked Lu Yuanbai.

Lu Yuanbai sighed: "You are still young, and you have never seen a human infatuation. Now Fengzhu Lu is guarding himself like a jade on the edge of the cliff, and he does not want to return. This suzerain ceremony is a major event for us, but for her, Maybe I didn’t care about it at all."

Le Rou was a little angry and said: "Then... what's so good about Ning for a long time. I used to pretend to be a **** and make a ghost, but now it has made the master so sad. If it hadn't been for his great kindness, I would have pierced his paper man! "

Lu Yuanbai smiled and said: "I was robbed of Xiaoling by the same person and Master again. This...I really wronged Xiao Lerou."

Since the Four Peaks Mutiny, Le Rou has always been with Ning Xiaoling, even if the seats have been deliberately adjusted to one side, and she has always had a kind of new love and forgotten old love. A male disciple was thrown aside, becoming increasingly unfamiliar.

Le Rou was also beautifully born, and there were many suitors in the past peaks. Those disciples who had secretly competed in the past had never thought that the one who lost in the end was actually a younger sister.

The two most beautiful little sisters in the peak are together, and anyone who sees them will sigh with grief.

Of course, someone asked Ning Xiaoling about this, but Ning Xiaoling denied it. Everyone also felt that Junior Sister Xiaoling should only have that brother in her heart, and everything seemed to be Le Rou's wishful thinking.

After my favorite, Ning Xiaoling, left, Le Rou was always depressed, and she couldn't help but think of her favorite Master, so she urged Lu Yuanbai to visit the Caolu in two days, letting Master try to come back early.

Le Rou came here today for the same purpose: "Uncle Lu! Go and urge Master again."

Lu Yuanbai smiled and said: "It's been two years, I still can't be the master of Lu Feng?"

Le Rou compromised: "Okay, the peak master is the peak master, and the peak master Lu Feng!"

Lu Yuanbai said: "Fengzhu Xue has already been there, and the words have been brought to him. Whether he can return is the decision of Lu Jia to marry himself."

"Isn't this afraid that the master will forget..."

"Hey, why don't you go by yourself?"

"I..." Le Rou naturally wanted to see Master, but she couldn't bear to see Master's lonely and sad appearance.

"I will go if I go!" Le Rou pissed.

Lu Yuanbai said: "Forget it, save some effort, she won't be back."

Le Rou was annoyed: "What if I bring Master back?"

Lu Yuanbai sneered: "Then I will give you the position of Peak Master!"

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Ning Changjiu sat quietly under Yuehui.

After breaking through the border before, I had to fight hard in the future, so I hurriedly defended the sword for a whole month.

The fatigue of the sun and the moon is not small for the inherently unstable realm.

After several days of adjusting his interest rate, he finally stabilized his roots temporarily.

In Duanjie City, he has been in contact with fate and time, and even had a battle with the sinner. These are the horrors and excitement that ordinary monks can’t touch in his life. It is a pity that he has the experience of fighting against the sinner. It's like a rough stone in the lake of mind. With his current state, it is simply not enough to polish it smoothly.

Ten years seems to be a long time.

But can he really go further than the previous life?

If not, how can he get rid of the light of fate and fulfill his promise to marry Lu for a lifetime?

The monasticism is the most fearful of confusion.

"What's the matter?" The woman sitting quietly opened her eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head: "Heart is a little confused."

Lu Jia married: "Don't practice if you're upset, why don't you go to bed earlier."

Ning Changjiu joked: "How does the disciple urge me to sleep every day?"

Lu Jiajia closed his eyes and continued to meditate, ignoring him.

Ning Changjiu paced gently in the moonlight forest.

No matter how beautiful the lingering life is, it is only a short smoke after all. How to get rid of the established fate is something he has been thinking about.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Ning Changjiu looked at the moon and muttered softly.

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Hidden, unobservable.

The peak is like the largest sword in the world, inserted into the sky, like the legendary Kunlun Tianzhu.

The houses are scattered on the mountainside, surrounded by large rivers.

That is Dahe Town.

Dahe Town is no different from ordinary villages and towns in the world. The houses are connected, the blue tiles are continuous, the streets are paved with old bricks, the water chestnuts on both sides of the town are green, there is flowing water between the ridges, and the snails are slowly moving Body, fish and shrimp rushed to chase the moon shadow.

No one could have imagined that the algae-covered snails were actually heavy virtual snails that swallowed the starlight, and those silver fishes that kept moving were blind scale fish swimming in the virtual realm. , And those shrimps and crabs that wandered and Tianrong were destroyed by the falling scales of a real dragon when it was executed.

The ivy that grows wildly in the wild, every strand is a vine. It is said that the backbone of the ancient artifact, the magic whip, is made by 24 thousand-year-old vines, and the sweet-scented osmanthus in the forest is all The seeds of the moon palace and the piled rocks are also gods that can polish the common goods into immortal soldiers.

But no matter whether it is Dahe Town or not, no one has ever thought that these are anything.

The heavy virtual snail should belong to the field, the blind scale fish should belong to the stream, the dragon scale viper should belong to the mound cave, and the fairy vine and laurel are no more than the mixed flowers and wild trees in the forest.

Just because it is unobservable here.

The hidden place of heaven and earth.

Zhang Qianyu has lived here for more than two years. His job is to paint, but the place he paints is not an ordinary picture scroll. Instead, he waits for the night to come and paints the dark night sky intact.

Every star on this night is a prototype he drew with his own hands, and then other craftsmen made it out and inlaid it into the sky.

They are all the best craftsmen.

The legend of the Wa people has been circulated in the world. It is said that each of the Wa people is an extraordinary master, infected with the original power of the beginning of chaos. They walk in the shadow of the world, repairing the world’s loopholes and problems, they Without leaving a name, all creatures and creatures never take their own merits. There are even legends portraying them as obedient people. Before the Lord of the Kingdom of God was in the world, it was them who killed the ancient gods who broke the rules.

However, the Wa people disappeared thousands of years ago, and there is little evidence in subsequent legends.

Zhang Qianyu feels that in a sense, they are the Wa people, but they are not repairing the original world, but constructing a brand new country.

When Zhang Qianyu first arrived, he felt that constructing such a world in the domain of the Lord of the Kingdom of God was simply fantastic. , But then he saw a few deceased people here, and those deceased did not feel that there was anything wrong with this.

Later, he understood that the reason for everything was the woman sitting in the Taoist temple at the end of Dahe Town.

A woman who might forcibly add another seat among the twelve nations.

Zhang Qianyu lowered his pen, and the white long-haired dog next door barked several times.

The town is quiet.

The elder sister walked through the town in a blue robes. She embraced the dust and walked quietly. She passed the path between the water chestnut and wheat. The ups and downs of the robes matched the waves of wheat in the night breeze mysteriously.

She stopped before the path leading to the unobservable mountain.

Second brother is sitting on a cliff, leaning on a knife, his face is a bit tired.

The big sister's expression became more solemn.

"Master has left the customs?" the master sister asked.

The second brother nodded and said: "Master wants to see you."

"Just see me?"

"Well, in the whole view, you are the one who has mastered the truth most. It really makes people jealous." The second senior brother stretched his waist and said with a smile.

Master sister asked again: "Did the master say anything else?"

The second brother thought for a while, and then averted those cynical expressions, and said: "Master's situation doesn't seem to be very good..."

Sister Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly.

She nodded lightly and continued to walk forward.

The younger brother has not been able to find it for more than ten years. After all, it is a part of the original plan that is difficult to make up.

This is their heart disease for many years. She vaguely felt that Master's exit this time was related to this.

The master sister walked into the view.

She still doesn't understand what the second junior brother said.

How can a person like Master be in a bad situation?

She calmly walked into the deepest part of the view.

The Taoist temple is quiet.

In the deepest hall, there are hundreds of statues of ancient gods. The gods hold candles in their hands, and the candlelight illuminates their hideous faces painted by lacquer.

The idol in the center of the main hall is a giant standing on top of the earth. His figure directly reaches the top of Mojing. The idol is more like a pillar of heaven, falling with golden brilliance and entwining the dragon. Those flood dragons are all carved from real keel bones. Some of them resemble four-legged snakes, some resemble bat-like wings, and their bones are dense and dense.

This central idol also held a candle in the hand, but the candle was not whale oil, but a feather like fire.

The idol is holding a feather of fire, and it is not clear whether it ignited the feather or it was burning.

Among the hundreds of ferocious idols, the curtains flicked gently.

Master sister walked into the main hall.

Behind the curtain, a figure of a woman is faintly outlined.

Hundreds of ferocious gods and demons lowered their eyebrows.

After ten years, the master sister finally saw Master again.

Behind the curtain, a clear and indifferent voice floated out gently. The voice was like a dandelion held up in a pure cold wind. It was white and clear. Every word was scattered into petals, and the petals were filled with coldness. Dream.

The woman's voice is no longer vague and cold, but after all, the content is not shocking.

Master's fairy sound lingered in her ears, and then turned into a blizzard covering the sky and the sun.

"Time has been backtracked once by me, and it is now ten years ago."

This is the first sentence of Master.

The elder sister stopped, her expression puzzled.

The woman behind the curtain said the second sentence: "In the previous life, but also today, I set a remedy for time retrospect."

The person who is just looking back is not a sober person, so until today, she didn't want to understand everything.

The big sister finally understood the meaning of her words.

History has actually gone through a process, but at the end, Master has turned the time back to the present, then...this does not exactly explain their plan...

The blue dress of the master sister looked like real ice, she asked softly: "What about the little brother?"

The woman said the third sentence: "In the past, I could not find me, but now I see him..."

Master sister did not understand this sentence.

But she knows what the master meant: "Do I want to bring him back to the contemplation?"

"No need." The figure of the woman behind the curtain shook in the candlelight: "Since I have seen the ending once, then there is no need to stay, you just need to open up for him."

The master sister stood on the ground like water, she was always calm, and she was not afraid of hearing the ending.

In front of her, a star map was unfolded. In the star map, a star in Nanzhou was particularly bright.

"Tui'er obeyed." The master sister saluted quietly.

"Bring this to him, too." The words that were so pure that they didn't stain the fireworks slowly floated out.

Then, the flame feather held in the hands of the Great God in the middle was blown by the wind and fell gently. Behind the curtain, the woman gently stretched out her finger and lit the flame feather.

The chill is everywhere.

It's not really cold, it's more like thousands of years of loneliness.

The feathers of fire fell in front of him, like a hanging candle.

The candlelight gradually spread out, flattened, and turned into a red letter.

The letter paper floats out.

That is a marriage letter.