Beyond the Divine States Chapter 224: : Sovereign Ceremony

There are always three days for the grand master ceremony. On the first day, the four peaks will taste wine and admire the flowers, draw sword energy into star waterfalls, pick Xia Rui for makeup, sit in the clouds and talk about immortals and Taoism, and discuss the essence of Taoism.

At noon, there was a clanging sword sound from outside. The sound of the sword sound like an iron gun with a remnant flag trembling out. If you hear it from a distance, you can feel the thick but not scattered cold in the air. Xian Jianyi.

That is the sword song of the Tianzong Yujian, which means choking. When it is approaching, if you see an army of iron armor pressing down, the limbs and corpses are trembling. If the visitor with a weak Taoist heart is a little bit weaker, he will be directly deterred by the sword song. , Dao Xin was trembling, even spiritual power could not be mentioned.

Ning Changjiu looked at the clear sky outside the window, tapped his fingers on the tabletop, and made a sword song.

Ning Changjiu didn't get up until the melody was over. He looked at the neatly cleaned house one last time, looked at the blue bird picture scroll hanging on the wall, and gently opened the door.

Lu Jiajia's appearance today is the most discussed thing today.

More than two years ago, on the wasteland, the fairy story of Lu Jia marrying the sword and cutting the nine infants was widely circulated. Later, the story of living and dying with his apprentice, separated by the abyss is also sad and choking. There was a lot of discussion among the other schools. At the time of the Four Summit Swords, Lu Jiajia, who was only a teenager, won the first place. The best Danqing painter in the world was invited to come to the peak to draw Xiaojianxian’s hangings. Like, in the past two years, the painter who should have lived in seclusion has also risen to fame, and the threshold has been broken, just to ask him to paint another picture according to his memory.

Today, the woman seemed to walk out of the picture scroll, and came to the people in a cold and elegant manner, and people knew that the youth was limited after all.

Ning Changjiu didn't go to the Sect Master's Hall. He just stood on the peak stone and looked at it from a distance, then turned back down the mountain and walked towards the territory of Zhao Kingdom.

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Ning Changjiu stepped on his sword, like a sword rainbow, passing over the wild grass and green fields, and came to Linhe City.

Linhe City is now declining and withered, if it weren't for Zhao Xianger's great support and sent a large number of people to rebuild the pension, it would be an empty city at this moment.

Ning Changjiu came to Ning Qinshui's old house.

In a sense, this is where his life began.

The old house has changed its appearance long ago, it is not recognizable at all. Most of the old shops in the city are closed. On the bluestone street, a few merchants walked with thin horses strangling thin horses, and the thin horses dragging heavy goods with a tired look. , The businessman’s hair was tied with a coarse cloth, and the brows and scum were stained with dust.

Ning Changjiu came to the sandy water.

Han Xiaosu got out of the water in surprise and called out loudly for his benefactor.

Ning Changjiu smiled faintly, and said: "The Tao is good, it seems that I have not slackened in the past two years."

Han Xiaosu gave a salute and said: "It's all taught by Sister Xiaoling."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Yes, I really didn't teach you anything back then."

Han Xiaosu waved his hand quickly: "Benefactor, I didn't mean that."

Ning Changjiu has a smile between his eyebrows: "Tell me about Junior Sister Xiaoling."

Han Xiaosu told him about what happened in the past two years. It was only two years without any surprises. What she said was just trivial things. She was afraid that Ning Changjiu would be bored. She raised her head to look at him from time to time. I found that Ning Changjiu's expression was extremely serious from beginning to end.

"She often asks you about ghosts?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Han Xiaosu nodded and said: "It should be Young Master Si who is eager."

Ning Changjiu looked at this former capital city, and thought of the ancient spirit sect she is now in. Junior sister Xindao is so connected to Netherworld. After three years of appointment, she must go to see her earlier. , It wouldn’t be nice if she became the second Mrs. Bones.

After saying goodbye to Han Xiaosu, Ning Changjiu followed the hearsay of a teahouse in the workshop and came all the way to a place called Baicheng.

Baicheng and the surrounding city were originally cut off by the Jade Kingdom. Now all the surrounding land has been returned to Zhao. Only Baicheng still retains the flag of the Jade Kingdom weirdly.

Ning Changjiu entered the city.

This city is no different from other cities. The war seems to have not spread to this city. The city is still very lively. The restaurants and teahouses are open, and the most popular one is said to have the King Yan himself. The sign under the title.

Baicheng is only called Baicheng because it is said that two hundred years ago, there was a sage in the city with the surname Bai who had departed here. When the sage left without anything, his white robe fell back from the sky. In the city, all the bricks and tiles became snow-white overnight, as if there was wind and snow blowing.

This is a beautiful talk in the city for many years.

Ning Changjiu went to the legendary Feixiantai.

After he came to Feixiantai, he found that the legend seemed to be more than just legend.

The structure of Feixiantai is extremely complicated. The seemingly messy engraving on it contains thousands of formations similar to the small flying array. There are some similarities in the formation.

It’s just that the formation of Ye Chuan is to cut through the clouds, and this formation is more sophisticated, like a step from the world to the sky.

Ning Changjiu was unable to comprehend this formation.

But he can be sure that two hundred years ago, someone did fly away from Baicheng.

What does this have to do with Zhao Xianger's only leaving the flag of the Kingdom of Jade in this city?

Ning Changjiu stood on the Feixiantai, looking sideways. This snow-white city almost has a panoramic view.

There is only one road between Baicheng and Zhao Country.

It's like an isolated island, and it exists here very abruptly.

Ning Changjiu stood on the Feixiantai for a while, turned and left, and walked off the high platform again.

He wandered around many historical sites in the city, and then heard someone in the restaurant talk about the grand ceremony of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect of the Sword.

"I heard that Feng Master Lu, who is the most beautiful in Nanzhou, is back?"

"Guan Jue? I really dare to say this when this is not the land of Zhao Guo on the surface? Although Lu Jiajia is famous, but who has actually seen it? Our majesty kills the king alone, but everyone is watching. Below."

"There is no need to argue about this matter. It is said that Fairy Lu and our Majesty are still friends."

"This matter is indeed heard, and there are even rumors that the person that Fairy Lu loves is your majesty's fiance..."

"Although this argument is absurd, if it is true, then that person is really a blessing...It's a pity that there is no blessing to accept it."

"Now that Fairy Lu is back to the peak, I think he has let go of that love. Fairies like this are afraid that they will stay like jade for the rest of their lives."

"..."

Ning Changjiu listened to the discussion, after drinking his tea, he looked out the window.

The soldiers on the tower changed their guards. The people who went down to the city came here and sat around a table. Suddenly, Ning Changjiu discovered that they were wearing a new flag around their waists—that was the flag of the State of Zhao. .

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly.

In one afternoon, he traveled through many cities in the country of Zhao, only to stop before the imperial city.

By the time he returned to Tianku Peak, the first day of the Sect Master Ceremony had already come to an end.

On the second and third days, the Four Peaks Peak Master discussed the sword and competed for the position of Sovereign.

When Ning Changjiu went up the mountain, he saw Lu Yuanbai hiding at the foot of the mountain and drinking alcohol, and a male disciple next to him jokingly said: "When is Uncle Lu going to pass the position of the peak master to Le Rou?"

Lu Yuanbai said in grief: "The little girl will bully the uncle, and has the ability to ask Lu Jiama to go!"

The male disciple smiled and said: "Sister Le Rou is also a great contributor to bringing Master back."

Lu Yuanbai sighed and said: "Fortunately, the idiot girl is at the end of the idiot. Alas, in the future, Lu will marry Dao with a bright heart. No one will disturb the path of cultivation. It is only a matter of time before we enter the Five Realms. It's about to usher in the trend of ZTE."

The disciple fascinated: "Five Dao..."

Lu Yuanbai joked: "Yes, but I have to be optimistic in the future, like the kind of disciples who pretend to be pigs and eat fairies, you must not put them on again."

Ning Changjiu went up with his sword silently.

Outside the main hall of the peak, Ning Changjiu ate a closed door.

"Why did you come back so late?" Lu Jiajia said coldly, "Which Fox Meizi did you go to see?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I didn't expect to ask this question one day when we married."

Lu Jiajia coldly hummed: "Stop interrupting."

Ning Changjiu said truthfully: "I went to the country of Zhao."

Lu Jia married Dai's eyebrows raised and asked: "Did you see her?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "Just go out and have a look, if I really want to see her, I must first let the marriage be approved?"

"Let's lie less." Lu Jiamarry didn't believe it at all.

Ning Changjiu said: "When you marry, open the door first, I'll go in and say."

Lu Jia married: "I don't know how to come back one day, do you know now?"

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "If you marry and don't open the door again, then I will shout loudly."

After a while, the door opened a gap. Ning Changjiu walked in, followed after Lu Jia married, and said helplessly: "This is only half a month, and I will be questioned like this when I go out. It's no wonder that those sword fairies only have a day when they are young. Merry in the house."

Lu Jia married: "I'm not afraid that you will bully other women."

Ning Changjiu said: "What is bullying?"

Lu Jiajia stopped, bit her lip slightly, with a clear expression of resentment: "In the daytime today, I..."

Speaking, her face was hot, and she wanted to speak and walked towards the ice jade bed without annoyance.

Ning Changjiu smiled softly, remembering what the elder sister had said, and continued to forge the sword for Lu Jiajia, making the sword spirit more perfect.

After everything is over, the cool-bodied Lu Jiama is also dripping with sweat.

The sound of the water is dripping in the back of the palace, and the moon shadow in the hot spring pool shatters.

The candle was lit in the main hall of the peak, and Lu Jiajia sat in front of the bronze mirror, draped in long wet hair.

"Help me dress up." Lu Jiajia ordered.

Ning Changjiu said in a daze, "Why would I have this? You are so beautiful when you marry you, why do you need to paint a fox Meizi?"

Lu Jiajia smiled and said: "I thought you could do everything."

The words were slightly ironic. Ning Changjiu was inspired by the bad words. He raised his sleeves and said: "Okay, I will teach my apprentice how to dress up as a teacher today."

Lu Jiajia's eyebrows were painted with a smile, she lightly picked up the makeup pencil from the table and handed it to him.

After all, Ning Changjiu and Zhang Qianyu learned to paint for three months, and they have some wrong perceptions of his painting skills.

He picked up a pen and drew makeup on Lu Jiajia.

It’s just that Lu Jia’s marriage is immaculate, so how can it be painted more beautifully?

So he took a different approach, intending to paint ugly, and try to see if his painting skills can overwhelm the beauty of Lu's marriage.

Finally, the screams of chasing and killing sounded in the hall.

Ning Changjiu was chased by Lu Jiajia with a big painted face, and rushed to run around.

The night has passed.

Lu Jiao washed off her makeup annoyedly.

On the second day of the Sovereign Ceremony, the much-anticipated Peak Master Lunjian.

Ning Changjiu was not interested in this at all, but due to the pressure of Lu Jiajia, he changed his outfit, and after a simple change of appearance, he got mixed into the seat of a small sect.

On the sword is divided into preaching and comparing the sword.

Lu Jiajia's opponent in the first round is Xue Xunxue.

Even Xue Xunxue didn't think he had any chance of winning.

So the two beautiful women from the Celestial Sect were not so much a swordsman, but rather a sword dance for the guests.

The white clothes and the red skirt are intertwined in the air, like a dragon in the form of snow and fire, entangled in the air vigorously, carved into the thick clouds and falling into the snow, and the sky is full of white clouds like a fire.

The swords of the two are not heavy, and the swordsmanship is equally light and clear, and they can go with one touch.

Lu Jiajia’s Minglan sword has been destroyed. Today’s sword is newly forged. The blade is soft and not easy to break. The blade is hard and sharp and wear-resistant. The steel pattern is like a snowflake. It is a good sword, but The rank is hard to compare with the fairy sword of Xuanrifeng.

But now Lu Jiajia is a sword.

Not only Sifeng, she is probably the best sword in Nanzhou.

As for the result of the sword match, the people present did not have any doubts, but the sword drew subtle details, and some people would cheer loudly.

Xue Xunxue is already very strong, but as a junior, Lu Jiamarry is stronger.

Ning Changjiu looked at Sifeng Jianping on the land, marrying Xueyi and hunting. Although Xue Xunxue's sword was full of lightning and anger every time, Lu Jiajia's sword was too fast and accurate. No matter where Xue Xunxue's sword came from, she could easily break it.

In the eyes of people with lower realms, this is a brilliant contest, but in the eyes of masters, it is a one-sided crush.

Ning Changjiu was sitting, and someone next to him suddenly said, "Where did this little brother come from? How come I haven't seen him on weekdays?"

The one who spoke with him was a male disciple who was dressed in black and did not look outstanding.

However, those who can come to the ceremony with the sect are basically outstanding figures in the sect, so Ning Changjiu did not underestimate him, and smiled and said: "Under Zhang Jiu, I am a disciple of the sword sect, but a member of the sect. Some are too many, and no seat, Master Yazhu arranged me here. If there is any disturbance, I hope to understand."

"He Guang" again, the disciple replied, admiringly said: "It turned out to be a disciple of Sword Sect. You are now the number one sect in Nanzhou, which is very enviable."

"Where is it." Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I don't know what sect your Excellency belongs to?"

The disciple who claimed to be He Guang scratched his head, seemingly embarrassed to open his teeth. He hesitated for a while before he said: "Our sect is in a poor country. It is too small. It is a fluke to be invited."

"So Guizong is..."

"Hehuan Sect."

"Oh..." Ning Changjiu prolonged his tone and said, "Long admiring for a long time. I have long heard of Guizong, and I have always wanted to make friends with Guizong disciples and learn some secret techniques that fit the Great Perfection of Heaven and Earth. It's a pity that Guizong Yin It’s too mysterious in the world, I don’t want to meet it today."

He Guang saw that his face was sincere and did not appear to be false, and he clasped his fist and said: "You deserve to be a disciple of the Sword Sect. He has foresight. The other sects are not big, but when we look at us, it looks like a side door... Dzogchen, tut, it's still what Brother Zhang said."

Ning Changjiu humbled himself a few words and moved closer, and asked: "Dare to ask Brother He, if you have any secret skills of the sect you can teach one or two, I am very interested in this."

He Guang curiously asked: "Xiongtai married a wife?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Not yet, but there is a fiancee in the country of Zhao."

"Want to be a woman from your family..." He Guang envied: "As expected of a major disciple, we have to wait for the age of the Hehuan sect, and the sect will randomly assign daughters-in-law, and I don’t know if I will be able to ask for it. What kind of one."

Ning Changjiu said: "Looking at the brothers and sisters, you will be able to ask for the most beautiful younger sister in your sect."

He Guang arched his hands and said: "Thank you, brother, congratulations, but... it's just that this inner secret method is mostly a secret."

Ning Changjiu pondered for a moment, and said: "I also have a secret that is not allowed to be passed on, not if..."

The two glanced at each other, consciously moved to the back of the crowd, and began to communicate.

He Guang seemed to be afraid that the sword sect disciple would underestimate himself, and wanted to show his hand first: "I will teach you how to tell if a woman is a virgin."

"Want to hear the details."

He Guang began to tell him the doorway inside, first the steps, and then some subtle movements. In the words, the competition on the sword field has ended, and Lu Jiajia won without suspense.

After He Guang finished talking about the doorway, he began to secretly point Jiangshan.

Ning Changjiu listened with gusto, and finally couldn't help asking: "Then look at that fairy Lu..."

He Guang scolded: "Stupid, Xianzi Lu is the first female sword fairy in Nanzhou, and she is undoubtedly a virgin! Why do you disciple ask this kind of question, do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestor?"

Ning Changjiu nodded repeatedly, asked him to calm down, and exchanged some swordsmanship with He Guang,

And Lu Jiajia, who was on the sword field, glanced inadvertently, wondering what Ning Changjiu was talking about there. Of course, at this moment, she still doesn't know what new tricks she will experience in the next night.

The next game is a sword match between Jing Yangxia and Xue Lin. There is also no suspense in this game.

During this period, Lu Jiajia disappeared silently for a while, and Ning Changjiu also walked away for a while in the name of relieved. About half an hour later, Ning Changjiu came back. I don’t know if it was a coincidence. After a while, Lu Jiajia 'S figure also reappeared outside the sword field.

The first day of the match will soon end, and tomorrow will be the duel between Lu Jiajia and Jing Yangxia.

That was the most eye-catching one in Jianzong.

Ning Changjiu knew that there would be no suspense in this match.

Another day and night in a blink of an eye.

Ning Changjiu exchanged his experience with the male disciple named He Guang. Then He Guang praised: "Brother Zhang, look at your look, it was the Spring Festival last night again, I don’t know which senior sister or sister in your clan, Point to me to see?"

Ning Changjiu exclaimed: "Brother He has good eyesight."

He Guang said complacently: "Of course...Uh, that's not right, didn't you say that the fiancée is in the country of Zhao, why..."

"..." Ning Changjiu was speechless for a while.

He Guang suddenly realized that he admired it more: "Sword Sect's little sword fairy, the prince's daughter of the world, this is really the blessing of all people, I don't know where Brother Zhang came from..."

Ning Changjiu said: "Private couples are not allowed in the sect, brothers have no comment."

He Guang expressed understanding.

The two talked again.

Ning Changjiu discovered that this disciple was not an ordinary outstanding disciple. He had his own unique insights into the matter of acacia. From the yin and yang of the heavens and humans, to the fusion of the true self and the outside self, he has unique insights.

It wasn't until the start of the grand battle that they all cast their sights together.

Lu Jia married Bai Yi Shengxue, with a saber on her waist, Jingyang Xia's clothes like frost, and a sword on her back. The two stood opposite each other without words, but the slight sword intent seemed to be trapped in the sky. Pieces of cicada wings illuminate this sword field world with countless intersecting prismatic lights.

"Lu married, although you are a junior, but I won't give in to you because of this." Jing Yangxia said.

Lu Jia married and gave a sword ceremony: "The Lord Jing Feng does not matter if he uses his sword."

Jing Yangxia said with emotion: "Two years ago, the Zitian Daomen came to the peak, and between life and death, I realized the three sword intents. At that time, the three sword intents were incomplete. Later, I visited Nanzhou. Dachuan has finally given shape and soul to these three sword bones."

Lu Jiamarried with a solemn look: "The younger generation would like to hear the details."

Jingyang Xia Mai flicked, her rough hand covered the sheath around her waist, and then she slid up a little bit, and suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword. The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, Qiu Shuang seemed to hang between his old eyebrows. On his side, white light fluttered, and he couldn't tell whether it was a frost or a sword.

Lu Jiajia also held the scabbard. When Jing Yangxia held the hilt, her left thumb pushed at the same time. The sword was half an inch away from the swallow mouth, and the cold light was already pressing.

The whole place is silent, and the noise of the wind seems to be cut off by the sword.

The two stood still, each gaining momentum, none of them took the lead.

"Who do you think will win?" He Guang asked.

"Of course it is Lu married." Ning Changjiu said.

He Guang said in surprise: "So daring, how dare you call your peak master by name!"

The ending of the name was swallowed by the sound of swords.

In an instant, it seemed as if a blue thunder fell in the sky, and a thick cloud was split in the sky above the center of the sword field.

The Bixiao sword came out of its sheath, and a complete arc was drawn in front of him. When it was unsheathed, the light was as clear as water. After drawing the arc of sword intent, the sword intent was formed The field continuously spread to the surroundings in a circular shape. At the same time, the heavy clouds in the sky were also scattered, and countless skylights fell down, just shrouded in Jing Yangxia's body, illuminating the Bixiao sword in his hand. Bright as frost.

When the meaning of sword is spreading, Jing Yangxia shouted: "Slash the python!"

The sky light emitted by the Bi Xiaojian turned into a real sword intent. Jing Yangxia was short, and the sword in his hand slashed across his body. This is a blasphemous starting move of the Tianzong River, but he was abruptly converted into form and meaning. When the sword intent was about to disperse, he suddenly twisted and gathered with the action of twisting the hilt of the sword, turning from the sky to heavy rain. The water dragon roared wildly.

This sword almost frightened everyone in the room.

When the sword intent was only emerging, Lu Jiajia also moved. Her actions were simpler and unbelievably simple!

It was a gesture of drawing a sword.

No one could see her pulling the sword out of the sheath clearly. They only saw a white light flashing in front of them, and then the sound of thunder burst out, but the thunder did not originate from the blade. It is in the sheath. When the sword was pulled out of its sheath, it exploded at the same time, which meant the warmth in the sheath!

The white light flashed off.

In this short moment, even before the wind blows her hair, that snow-white sword light came to Jing Yangxia in front of him.

The moment the water dragon hit the white light, the clouds in the sky turned into the cracked ground during the drought. And their silhouettes also jumped up at the same time and slammed into the clouds.

The edge of the cloud, which was too thick to measure, was instantly torn apart, and the center was stirred into a huge vortex.

Two figures traverse the clouds, either drawing a straight line or a huge arc, and in the duel of the masters of the purple garden realm, the celestial phenomena are also attracted by it, just a few breaths , There was a strong wind on the Four Peaks, and there was a faint tendency of rain to come.

This battle was recorded in the history of Nanzhou Kendo and became the Three Swords of Bixiao.

Jing Yangxia used a total of three swords, namely Zhanmang, Swallowing Dragon, and Moving Yue.

Although it is the Three Swords of Bixiao, it is only the respect of the books, not that he is the ultimate winner.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and there are flashes of electricity in the clouds, and then the real thunder is heard.

Ning Changjiu stood up suddenly and walked in the direction of the hall.

"Brother Zhang, where are you going?" He Guang noticed his departure.

Ning Changjiu said: "It's going to rain, go to the palace and wait for the succession of the lord."

He Guang frowned, thinking that it might also be going to Bixiao Hall, why are you sure that it is the main hall of your Tianku Peak?

Only when he thought about it, two figures floated down from the clouds.

They returned to their initial standing still, and they couldn't tell who won or lost.

The weather was gloomy, and the scattered clouds gathered in the middle again, like gray tides.

In the suppressed atmosphere, a small drop of rain suddenly fell from the clouds.

When the first raindrop fell halfway, Lu Jiajia stretched out his finger and cut it accurately from the center. Then the jade finger retracted and flicked towards Jing Yangxia.

Jing Yang Xia's old gaze lifted, he flicked his sleeves and pointed his fingers at the raindrops that were flying.

click.

In Jing Yangxia's fingers, half a drop of raindrops was wrapped in his sword energy, condensed but not scattered. The other half of the drop ran across his finger and hit his shirt, forming a very light stain.

"Jingfeng is the master of transfer."

Lu Jia married the sword.

With a bang, the heavy rain fell like a note.

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