Beyond the Divine States Chapter 223: : In the past I have gone.

In the grass cottage, Le Rou, wearing a white cloth skirt, sits on a bench, and Lu Jia marries her in front of her, using her fingers as a comb to braid her long hair.

When Le Rou asked this question, Lu Jia's fingers stiffened her hair slightly, and she twisted the hair with her fingers, hesitating how to explain to Le Rou.

At this moment, the wooden door of the Cao Lu suddenly opened.

The night wind came in with the voice of the young man.

"Married, I'm back." Ning Changjiu pretended that he was going home at night.

Lu Jiajia and Le Rou looked at the door together, and the feelings of the female teacher and apprentice were tightened at the same time.

Lu Jiajia didn't expect that he would come back suddenly. He felt like he was suddenly pierced by the window paper when doing private things. Le Rou was completely shocked. She looked at the white clothes outside the door, her pretty face was dull, her small mouth was half open, and the hot wind blew her mouth, but her jaw kept trembling.

Ning Changjiu smiled and looked at Le Rou, rubbed his eyes, pretending that he could not see clearly, and said: "Married, is this a visitor at home?"

Lu Jiamara is a bit at a loss, thinking you didn't say you want to hide it? Why can't you sit still?

She glared at Ning Changjiu, her hands couldn't help but grow stronger. Her fingers were in Le Rou's hair. The pain caused the girl to return to her senses immediately. She covered her hair and screamed in pain.

Lu Jiajia was slightly surprised, and quickly retracted his hand, then stroked her hair, soothed a few words, turned his head and looked at Ning Changjiu, and said in a bad mood: "Do you not know if you knock on the door before you come in? It scared the disciples."

Le Rou thought that it was not Master, did you feel nervous and hurt me...

But how could the master be wrong? So she also looked at the culprit, rubbed her eyes, and said uncertainly: "Master... Ning Changjiu?!"

She doesn't know if she's a **** of a ghost. What she sees is clearly Ning Changjiu, the younger brother who jumped into the abyss and died.

Ning Changjiu looked at her, showing a stunned look, and said: "It turns out to be Sister Le Rou."

I just sent away a master sister, and now there is another little sister.

Listening to the tone of this speech, Le Rou became more certain that he really was Ning Changjiu.

Lu Jiajia looked at him lightly, her voice as cold as December's frost: "Why did you come back so late?"

Ning Changjiu looked at her.

Lu Jia's marrying eyes are clear and deserted, and his black hair and white clothes are like dark clouds and snow.

Ning Changjiu secretly made a "seven" gesture.

It means the previous bet for about seven days.

Lu Jiajia saw it, her reddish lips were bloodshot, and her eyes were struggling. Now if there is no one in the thatched house, she would be fine with Ning Changjiu’s words, but Le Rou is ahead, how can she Lost dignity?

Ning Changjiu also gave her a lot of face, saying: "Returning to marrying, I was lazy in previous practice, and encountered some bottlenecks. It took a lot of time to study."

Lu Jiajia nodded lightly and said: "If you don't understand in the future, just ask me."

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, marrying swordsmanship is unparalleled."

Lu Jiajia knew that he was ridiculing himself, but didn't change his face, instead, she patted Le Rou on the shoulder lightly, and said, "Le Rou, I just want to tell you this as a teacher." /

"Uh..." Le Rou hasn't been relieved yet, wondering if this is a holiday in the Yin Cao Netherworld?

Ning Changjiu walked into the room, looked at Le Rou, and smiled: "What a **** look? You used to be awe-inspiring when you teased me."

Le Rou's expression was shocked, thinking of those things, annoyed: "You really know all of them!"

Ning Changjiu smiled calmly: "I was taken care of by my senior sister in the past."

Le Rou was very angry, but the master was behind her, and she was not easy to have a seizure. What's more, the relationship between the master and him... seemed very unusual.

This is not a secret anymore. The Zongmen has discussed it. If Ning Chang comes back someday, he will have the most grand banquet, and then take out the scarlet wedding dress woven by the rare Feng Siqiluo and give it to Lu Marry. Put it on and let them get married on the spot.

But this is mostly a joke. Everyone knows that the boy is afraid that he will die.

Le Rou never thought that she actually saw Ning Changjiu alive today.

She looked at the master suspiciously.

Lu Jiajia said concisely: "A few days ago, he crawled back from the abyss."

Le Rou snorted, thinking that Master’s reaction was not quite right. Didn’t they always say that long-term goodbye wins the newly-married couple, is it possible that they are in conflict?

Ning Changjiu walked to Le Rou's side, patted the side seat, and said: "Marry, you sit too."

Lu Jiajia hesitated for a moment, stroked the hem of her skirt, and sat on the bench slowly, looking calm.

Lu Jia married: "Today Le Rou came to persuade me to return to the peak. Tomorrow will be the Sovereign Ceremony. This is one of the biggest festivals in the Four Peaks. They all hope that I can go back."

Ning Changjiu said: "It's time to go home. What's more, this grass cottage is also warmer than the peak main hall."

Le Rou saw him helping to speak, and her impression was changed a lot.

Lu Jiao said: "After you return to the peak, the news will spread soon."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Are you shy to marry?"

Lu Jiajia said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of being known in advance by Zhao Xianger?"

It's only three months since the three-year appointment.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu, who has the master sister's resuscitation, is not afraid, but the opponent is Zhao Xianger after all, so he also hopes to have more time to prepare.

What's more, Lu Jiajia said that she also needs to think about it.

From the perspective of a cultivator, she is just a girl, and marrying a woman is too hasty for her after all.

Le Rou listened to the side, her eyes widened. Now no one knows that Zhao Xianger’s fiance and Master’s apprentice are the same person. This is clearly robbing people, Master, even if you don’t like Ning For a long time, don't say Zhao Xianger's name so casually! That's a rival in love!

Ning Changjiu said: "It's better to keep a secret. I will live in the Peak Master Hall for meditation first."

Living in the main hall of the peak... Le Rou thought to herself, that is Master’s bedroom, even if you can’t enter it casually, how could Master agree to such a thing?

Lu Jia married quietly for a moment, but nodded: "If you want to do this, it's up to you."

You...you haven't cleared the door yet, how can you do this! Is this still my master? There was a storm in Le Rou's heart.

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, I am also familiar with the Peak Master Hall."

Lu Jiajia gave him a silent look.

Le Rou is dizzy.

Ning Changjiu said: "Then we will set off tomorrow?"

Lu Jia married and said: "At this moment, the night is heavy, there is only one bed, where do you let Le Rou sleep?"

Le Rou was an excited spirit, and said: "I want to sleep with Master!"

She firmly believes that Master will spoil herself.

Ning Changjiu didn't change his face, but sneered in his heart, still wanting to **** his wife in front of me?

Ning Changjiu winked silently at Lu Jiajia.

Lu Jia married: "Le Rou, you are already a big girl now. Don't be so capricious."

Le Rou grieved: "Do you want me to sleep on the ground?"

Lu Jiajia looked at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu said: "It's better to go back to the peak overnight, I just want to see the snow on the top of the peak."

Lu Jiajia nodded gently: "That's fine."

Le Rou felt cold in her heart. Seeing how Lu married to Ning Changjiu's words, she finally understood the truth that the married master was the water that was poured out.

But it is also good. At least I brought the master back to the peak. I will ask Lu Yuanbai to ask for the position of the leader of the peak tomorrow!

Le Rou smiled strongly, finally feeling better.

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It was night, and a bright sword light flashed across the sky over the Southern Wilderness.

Lu Jia married without a sword, and walked directly against Xu.

The night is like a flat cloth, and the scattered villages and towns in Nanzhou are hidden in the dark night.

Farther afield, you can vaguely see the crouching tiger-like city where Zhao Country and Yan Country are facing each other, with torches on the tower.

"The flag of the country has changed?" Ning Changjiu asked suddenly.

Lu Jiajia said: "The king of the country is dead, and no new king has dared to succeed to the throne for a whole year. Now Zaifu is still the superintendent of the country. After losing his king, he changed his name to Jinzi. It can be regarded as showing good to Zhao Xianger."

Ning Changjiu laughed softly: "Little girl is so capable."

The female emperor is also one of the objects of Le Rou's adoration. Now I heard Ning Changjiu say this, a little unhappy, and said: "You are the girl."

Ning Chang was not angry for a long time, and couldn't help but think of the past when he exchanged clothes with Zhao Xianger in Linhe City, and laughed.

Seeing that he is so shameless, Le Rou warned: "Although I know you are a good person, you can't do anything wrong."

Ning Changjiu asked: "How can it be considered nonsense?"

Le Rou meditated for a while, but it was difficult to draw a clear conclusion, and said: "Just don't do bad things! Don't bully Master!"

"Bulling Master?" Ning Changjiu said: "I love to marry very much."

Lu Jiajia's chest is slightly up and down.

She interrupted their conversation: "Don't talk, I'm going to pass the cloud."

The figure of Lu Jia married like a sword, and walks away through the clouds.

The complete cloud layer was exploded into scales after the sword passed by, and the lotus roots were floating in the air with broken threads, and the edge of the cloud scales brightly outlined the moonlight.

Shortly afterwards, a shadow lit up in front of the main hall of Tianku Peak.

Bei Xue, who had been lonely on the summit for two years, was illuminated by sword light.

Lu Jiajia's figure fell back to the top of the mountain.

The immortal white snow at the bottom of the peak is like a piece of memorable notes, which are opened after their arrival, revealing all the recorded scenes.

Among them are the dark blue nights where they shuttled silently, the white snowy moon in front of the peak main hall, and the **** red light when they teamed up to assassinate Bingrong...Ning Changjiu looked at the snow on the ground, but he seemed to look at one The cylinder filled with soil seems to be able to pick colorful flowers from it.

Lu Jiajia's voice with a soft sigh: "We are back."

Ning Changjiu said: "Go back to the hall and have a look."

Lu Jiajia gave a cry, retracted his gaze from the white snow, turned around and walked up the cold steps, and pushed open the hall door.

The main hall of the peak is like the Guanghan Celestial Palace in the sky, revealing the coolness and loneliness of a long time no one.

Ning Changjiu followed her pace and walked in.

Le Rou stood outside the door, looking a little unaware of going forward or retreating.

Lu Jiajia also thought of her, and turned around and said: "I will take you back to the room first."

Le Rou naturally hoped that Master would give it to her, but when she remembered the previous incident, she was a little angry and said: "I'll be back alone."

She was waiting for her master to stay, and who knew that Lu Jiama only said anxiously: "Then be careful on your own way."

"..." Le Rou was extremely wronged.

She raised her head, and happened to meet Ning Changjiu's hateful face again, and saw his sly smile.

Le Rou, who fell out of favor, stomped lightly, and went back in a whisper.

Lu Jiajia walked in the door and said unhappily: "She is still a little girl, is this too much for her?"

Ning Changjiu said: "This kind of little girl spoiled by the big family is very possessive, so she has to experience more setbacks, which is also good for sharpening Jianxin."

Lu Jiajia is no stranger to these fallacies.

She said lightly: "You are not weaker than her for possessiveness."

Ning Changjiu said: "Now it's just you and me, are you still carrying the master's frame?"

Lu Jiajia tightened her lips and stopped slightly.

That **** bet...Why did I get fooled twice?

She lowered her head and respectfully said: "Master, the disciple is wrong."

Ning Changjiu looked at her gentle and well-behaved appearance, the contrast of one after another made his heartstrings tremble, and he couldn't help but hug her gently for a while.

"If you marry in the future, you will have to be a Tibetan in the Peak Master Hall?" Ning Changjiu said, biting her earlobe.

Lu Jia's body trembled slightly and said unhappily: "How do you say it is so unpleasant?"

Ning Changjiu let go of her and said, "I'll light up the lamp."

After he turned around, Lu Jiajia casually pinched the tactics to erase the warmth from his body.

She walked to the window, gently lowered the curtain, and gently wiped her fingers from the window sill, and a lot of fine dust fell when she rubbed her fingers.

The candlelight lit up behind him, and the long-lost outline of the Peak Master Hall appeared in his eyes.

The main hall is divided into two floors. The front is the main hall. The copper stand is quietly burning with candle oil, and the floor is covered with woolen blankets. The furnishings on the four sides are all old objects purchased by the people, revealing the breath of the years. These old objects all enshrine swords, and the two complement each other, and they have a mysterious and warm meaning to each other.

Behind the main hall is the sleeping room, and there are only a few huge screens between the two.

Ning Chang couldn't help but remember the three black screen screens he saw in the sword hall when he first came to Tianku Peak: the barren man rides the elephant and cuts the snake, the group of immortals enters the sea, the hunter faces the demon of the dragon body, and Wan Jiansheng Kong cut the nine-headed demon.

That is clearly the scene of cultivating snakes and gods of war, immortals killing 猰貐, and ten thousand swords cutting Jiuying.

It turned out that the fate had already hinted at the subtle details, but unfortunately I couldn't understand it, so Lu married married and waited for two years without telling it. He was almost dead and never returned.

Ning Changjiu bypassed the huge screens.

The main hall of the peak is empty but exquisite, and the bed made of cold jade glows with fluorescence at night.

Lu Jiajia walked behind him and smiled: "You used to bully me here."

Ning Changjiu's heart moved slightly, and he chuckled softly: "It won't stop here in the future."

Lu Jiajia pursed her lips obediently.

Behind the main hall of the peak is a pool of hot springs.

Ning Changjiu looked at the hot spring, and then at Lu Jiajia Lu Jiajia, the meaning of which is self-explanatory.

Lu Jiama sighed and sighed, her steps were wrong, and she walked curledly towards the misty gentleness, and with a bang, the snow clothes fell to the ground, and her delicate and thrilling calves were slowly rippling in the shallow ripples. The ground trickled into the water.

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Lu Jiajia and Ning Changjiu sat on the edge of the cliff, and they both had put on brand new clothes.

Lu Jiajia’s long hair was draped wetly on her back, while Liang Qinqin’s hand was held by Ning Changjiu. She looked at the scaly cloud in the distance, that was the way they came, and everything was in shock. If many years have passed.

"By the way, how is Ding Leshi? Well, it was my first apprentice to accept it seriously. I had a one-year appointment with Zhao Xianger before, how did it go?" Ning Changjiu suddenly remembered this. .

Lu Jiajia was suspicious of the word "serious" in Ning Changjiu's mouth. She said: "This is what Xiaoling told me, the ending? What else is the ending? Could it be that you still hold your apprentice to your apprentice? There is a chance of winning?"

"Well...not at all." Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said helplessly.

Lu Jia married: "I heard that the battle of that year was not small. As a result, Ding Leshi's three punches and two kicks were beaten to the ground by Yan Shi. Now that Yan Shi has become Zhao Guo very much. He’s a famous killer. Others say that the Yan teacher has a good disciple, while the Tianzong raised a fist and embroidered his legs."

Ning Changji was silent for a while, and said: "A little girl, it's not a good thing to be a killer at a young age. Next time I meet Zhao Xianger, I will talk about her."

Lu Jiajia wanted to laugh at it, but she resisted it. She had to survive these seven days, but she couldn't just let him find an excuse to forge a sword.

Ning Changjiu looked at the weeds and ivy growing near the hot spring and said, "It hasn't been taken care of for a long time."

Lu Jiajia wanted to wave a sword casually and wanted to cut off these weeds, but Ning Changjiu suppressed his hand and said: "Everything has an aura. It is a happy event for the lord to return to the peak. Don't let them be destroyed. Disaster."

Lu Jia married and said: "I am not the sovereign yet."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "It's after the ceremony."

Lu Jiamarry is uncomfortable. For this ceremony, as long as she wants to participate with her heart, she is almost in her pocket.

Ning Changjiu looked around the cliff as he spoke. Then, as if he saw something new and strange, he paused and got up and walked over.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu walked under an old tree on the edge of the cliff. There were many miscellaneous flowers growing by the intertwined old tree. A soft vine protruded from the flower bushes and climbed along the old tree. There were no flowers on the vine. Instead, there are many small spores.

Ning Changjiu took one and crushed the spores. Among them were emerald green, round seeds that were as smooth as jade beads.

Lu Jiajia walked behind her, squatted gently, took one from his hand, looked bright, and said in surprise: "This is a rare Lingluo fruit in the world. After eating, you can feel the grass and trees. Many folk swordsmen can turn grass and trees into swords. Many of them have chances and swallowed the Lingluo fruit... This thing was raided a hundred years ago and it was almost extinct. I never thought about this cliff. The bank has opened up."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Yes, you are a fairy when you marry me. It is not surprising that there are some fairy flowers after this fairy palace."

Lu Jiajia ignored his teasing, but regretfully said: "It's a pity that we have reached the Zi Ting. The feeling of heaven and earth is far more mysterious than that of Ling Luo Guo. It was born in the wrong place."

Ning Changjiu peeled off another spore, took out a hard round seed and placed it in his hand, smiling: "There are no useless treasures in this world."

Lu Jiajia frowned slightly.

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Soon, the night will be pierced by the morning light.

And the news that Lu married to Huifeng will spread quickly to all the corners of the Four Peaks like the light of this early morning, causing Tianzong to shake.

Especially Tianku Peak. When the disciples saw Lu Jiajia standing on the cliff again, they shouted her name excitedly. Many new disciples looked at the legendary **** of the peak master. Looks, everyone forgot to blink.

There are many legends about Lu's marriage, but those words are not enough to delineate her fairy beauty.

Now she is wearing a long sword and reappears in front of everyone. The sharp sword intent in that tall and straight figure carries a holy beauty, giving people a feeling that she is clearly walking in the world, but she is like the person in the painting.

Ning Changjiu used hermitage technique and stood secretly behind a cliff. He looked at the figure of Lu married and watched her communicate with the disciples, thinking about the female sword fairy sending two people during the day and night. Looks like, can't help smiling.

Lu Yuanbai also stood in the crowd.

Originally, this excellent swordsmanship and approachable Master Lu was very popular, but at this moment, he looked like a transparent villain and was ignored by all the disciples.

Le Rou is also standing in the crowd, her look is different from the others. With her arms around her chest, she has a proud expression that she has mastered the great secrets, everyone is drunk and I am alone.

In the Sovereign Ceremony, the other sects from the Quartet will also be invited to come.

Now that after the catastrophe, the Zitian Daomen are declining, and the Yujian Tianzong is in aloof position, and those small sects also take this opportunity to show their diligence and sincerity.

Thirteen Yuchen also came by appointment.

It's just that she didn't come from the imperial sword, but was carrying barbed thorns on her back, walking step by step from the stone steps under the peak. Imitate the imitation of the antiquity people.

The current helm of the Zitian Daomen has started climbing after learning the news that Lu Jia married Huifeng, and it took more than an hour to finally reach the top of the mountain slowly.

She wore a lavender dress and walked through the crowd. She humbled her knees and knelt before Lu Jiajia. Then she took off the cane on her body and kowped gently, hoping that Lu Jiajia would lash out and punish herself and forgive her. The mistakes made by Zitian Daomen in the past.

Lu Grafted the cane, but did not move.

The rest thought it was Lu Fengzhu's softheartedness. Who knew that Lu married married indifferently and said: "Can there be disciples from Zitian Dao Sect to watch the ceremony?"

Thirteen Yuchen's heart trembled, and honestly said: "Yes."

Lu Jia married and said: "After that, in front of them, please sin again."

Thirteen Yuchen is also the master of Nanzhou Dao Sect anyway. This confession has already come from Yu Zun. If he is beaten in front of his disciple, how can he still have the face of Hui Dao Sect in the future?

Who knows that Thirteen Yuchen knocked down gently: "I just hope that the Lord Master can ignore the predecessors."

Lu Jiajia didn't answer, and when she walked by her side, she covered her with thorns again.

She couldn't agree to Thirteen Yuchen's words, because more than two years ago, the war was a tragedy that was frequently wiped out between the two. Which is a kneeling, some of the pain of the flesh and blood can be tasted back?

Thirteen Yuchen is also very aware of this, she also just wants to live.

The Four Peaks began to move closer to the middle, and the crowd gathered towards the top as they did four years ago.

Ning Changjiu Yujian returned to his room.

The half-fallen curtain shimmers.

The furnishings in the room were dustless, and the floor was polished to see people. Everything was neatly arranged in the original appearance, except that the bed was a little messy, giving people a kind of return here. The illusion that someone lives.

Ning Changjiu seems to be able to see the busy figure of Junior Sister here.

He sat on the wooden chair and flipped through the stack of books on the table.

The original post from the time of writing is still kept intact, with characters written in new ink on it.

That are the names of Ning Changjiu, Ning Xiaoling, Lu Jiajia and Zhao Xianger.

These four names are densely written on many sheets of rice paper, close to each other, and each stroke is correct and delicate.

Ning Xiaoling copied them 730 times.

Ning Changjiu touched the corner of his eye. He sat quietly on a chair, fumbled for the table, took out the red as new marriage letter, and then took out his own copy, put it on the table together, and spread it out on the table. Together.

There is hardly any difference in the marriage books next to each other, like a pair of burning butterfly wings.

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