Beyond the Divine States Chapter 225: : Silk Tree
It's raining heavily.
All the sword energy left in the clouds by Lu Jiajia and Jing Yangxia exploded together, and every drop of rain was stained with a faint sword intent, and they fell cracklingly, covering the entire sword field. Above, the thick cloud is like a huge hole, slowly pressing down towards the bottom.
Jing Yangxia's clothes were wet by the rain, and immediately afterwards, his snow-white linen was soaked in the rain, the folds of the corners of his eyes crowded together under his gray eyebrows, no matter how old he was.
Lu Jiajia also stood in the rain, but her clothes were not wet at all.
As the sound of rain rang in his ears, Lu Jiajia's right hand holding the sword was suddenly raised halfway, and his thumb pushed the sword.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, the raindrops with the sword intent suddenly stopped. The next moment, they actually smashed into the sky as she pushed the sword out of the sheath.
This scene is like tens of thousands of soldiers shooting arrows together. All the raindrops hit the sky together, and the rising raindrops stretched into thin rain lines, colliding with the falling raindrops, and there was a sound The sound of steel **** hitting. The rain curtain rolled backwards, the sword gas soared into the sky, and the arrow-like rain line merged into a white water curtain, like a waterfall flowing backwards, hitting the clouds with a roar.
The moment the loud noise occurred, the cloud was rushed to pieces by the sword energy.
A bunch of light fell down and shone on Lu Jiajia's sword dress. His clothes and hair moved with the wind, and the jade pendant jingled at his waist, and the scenery was so peaceful.
This scene is bound to be widely spread after the rest of the disciples return to the clan.
Either the fairy fell to the earth, or the **** son climbed into the sky.
Ning Changjiu turned around and looked at him. He looked at the woman bathing in the sun, and did not look back for a long time.
No one looks at any other place here.
The beauty of the mountains and the fragility of the mountains is eclipsed, and the setting sun in the early autumn is eclipsed by it. The clouds in the sky were chopped up by the sword energy, and the rain no longer fell, and the sword energy was like a dandelion seed blown away.
A rainbow horizontal framed sword field after the rain, Lu Jia married under the rainbow like a bridge, like stepping on a flat boat.
Many people have the idea that sword immortals should not be born in the mortal world, and there is no one in the world to match them.
Ning Changjiu had the urge to cross the crowd to hold her.
But then, the matter of his return to the peak should soon be heard by Zhao Xianger.
But he still walked forward.
Lu Jiajia is still returning to Jing Yangxia.
Her etiquette is also meticulous, unable to fault her.
"You used a bit of sword intent before." Jing Yangxia raised her head, looked at the clear clouds in the sky, and asked.
Lu Jiajia said calmly: "It's very much."
Jing Yangxia sighed, knowing that she was comforting herself, and recalled that when she first entered the Purple Court, she chased Jiu Ying with a sword, and sighed in her heart: "Han Chi is not as good as you, and the former supreme master is not as good as you. You, your achievements in the future may surpass your master."
"The younger generation is respectable." Jing Yangxia sighed in return.
Behind him, thousands of swords mingled, all the disciples fencing and sang together, and their voices merged into a heart-stirring sword song, which made people tremble.
Lu married and turned around.
She saw Ning Changjiu's figure on the cliff at a glance.
She originally wanted to smile at him without showing a trace, but her jade-like lips only slightly raised and froze, and her pupils also changed into a look of what you want to do.
Ning Changjiu actually walked towards him.
Lu Jiajia looked at his walking figure, as if a fairy was knocked out of the world, nervously.
"Brother Zhang, where are you going?" He Guang looked at Ning Changjiu's abnormal behavior and was puzzled. He was about to hold him, but his hand was empty.
Ning Changjiu's figure turned into a sword and came to the field in no time.
He hugged Lu Jiajia and pressed her tightly.
Lu Jia married her body trembling, trying to stretch her hand to push it away, but she seemed to be excited by the electric current, making her unable to exert strength.
Ning Changjiu learned the tone of those storytellers and smiled and said: "Tu'er is a handsome sword."
"What are you doing here?" Lu Jiajia was very embarrassed.
Ning Changjiu reached the edge of her earlobe, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked what, the heart of the marriage was completely disturbed, and he couldn't say a word.
The shouting in the room stopped. Everyone was shocked by this scene. The white-robed sword fairy who looked like only the sky was held by an unknown young man. They...their **** They're almost clinging together, why doesn't Fairy Lu resist? This is some kind of ecstasy soup.
He Guang couldn't say a word even more. He remembered what Ning Changjiu had said before... Last night he turned Luanfeng upside down... Could it be that... He Guangdao's heart trembled, and there seemed to be lightning strikes in his eyes, and he used the Hehuan Sect When looking at the professional knowledge, when Lu married, he really vaguely captured the charm of a mature woman. Could it be...Can the fairies in the sky also be picked...
His thought did not last long.
In the blink of an eye, the shocked color in his pupils turned into a brief period of blankness.
The rest of the people present are the same as him.
Ning Changjiu suddenly appeared next to him, stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, and smiled: "Brother He, what are you thinking about?"
"I don't remember." He Guang scratched his head, and said guiltily: "Xu Shi Lu Fairy is too perfect, she was a little silly for a while."
Ning Changjiu smiled. He raised his head and saw Lu Jiajia staring at him intentionally or unintentionally.
She subconsciously wiped her face with the back of her hand. Before Ning Changjiu used the time authority to turn around, she pecked her side face in full view.
Although after time authority, only the two of them will remember this matter.
But in front of so many people, Lu Jiajia still felt extremely ashamed, so she had to use her sword to suppress distracting thoughts, walked across the rainbow across the sword field, and headed towards the hall of the peak master.
The succession ceremony of the new overlord is particularly prosperous.
The turbulent waves created by the sea of people almost flooded the top of the Tianku Peak.
The crowd parted the road with the arrival of Lu Jiajia, she walked into the cleanly-swept Hall of the Peak Master, followed by the peak master swords of the other three peaks, worshiping the sword with them, and praying for the ancestors’ blessings. .
Ning Changjiu retracted his gaze, looked at He Guang, and joked: "Do you have a favorite girl in your clan?"
He Guangneng came with the ancestor, and he was definitely outstanding among the disciples, but he was unloved and said: "How dare you? If you finally have a girl you like, you will be assigned to another house when you are randomly assigned. , Isn’t it heartbreaking?"
Ning Changjiu agreed with him: "You random daughter-in-law, you really...pros and cons."
He Guang sighed: "In fact, he is not a wife, but a Taoist couple who practiced together. You can still marry a wife when you return to the world. Alas, if you want to come to the ancestor to follow this rule, I hope that we can practice Taoism with peace of mind before we reach adulthood. Don’t think about the other seniors and sisters casually. After all, most of the time, the end is always sad."
Ning Changjiu exclaimed: "Your ancestors are truly inexperienced geniuses."
He Guang said angrily: "Don't talk cold words, we have known each other for two days at any rate, and we can be considered as brothers and sisters, you can point me out, who is your little fellow in the peak, I will give you some comment and guidance."
Ning Changjiu said: "It's hard to say, my little fellow is very shy, you can teach your secrets more, I will exchange the secrets with you."
He Guang hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "The Nine Heavens Imperial Swordsmanship last time...is there a second half?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded: "Naturally there is."
So He Guang started the path of orthodox Taoism, while Ning Changjiu briefly stepped into the crooked way...
In the Hall of the Peak Master, the ceremony for the succession of the sovereign has already begun.
The portraits and clothes of the ancestors were torn in the hall, and all the lights were lit, illuminating the dim hall.
All the disciples can only observe from a long distance outside the temple, and only the representatives of the sect can enter.
Ning Changjiu can draw a small flying array at any time to connect with the one in the main hall, but today is after all the big day for Lu married, so I should not scare her.
He sat on the edge of the cliff, comprehending the secret technique of the acacia sect taught by He Guang, looking at Yun Shu Yunjuan in the distance. For some reason, he always felt that after the thousands of white clouds, there would be a silvery white moon. In and out of the sea, held up high.
In the hall at this moment, Lu Jiajia is kneeling halfway in front of the ancestor's idol, holding the sword in both hands, and reading the oath to the Sect Master of Jian Tianzong word by word.
The sound of clear words is also like the sound of swords.
She finished reading the oath, and slowly straightened up her stiff body. There was no wind in the hall, but her dress was fluttering.
The other three peak masters folded their swords with both hands and bowed, all the other Jianzong disciples knelt together, and the other sects were invited to salute.
"See the fourth-generation suzerain of Tianzong Yujian."
Lu Jiajia looked at the crowd Qi Qi bowed down, his expression indifferent and calm.
She was very nervous. Yu Guang looked in the direction of the small flying array from time to time, for fear that another person would suddenly appear there. If he dared to come again, then why would he have to give him a sword?
Fortunately, everything is calm.
From then on, Lu Jiajia became the fourth-generation suzerain of Yujian Tianzong.
And Tiankufeng has also become the first of the four peaks.
The grand ceremony in Nanzhou gradually came to an end.
After that, the Peak Master Hall became the Sect Master Hall, while Lu Yuanbai remained the peak master of the Tianku Peak, and Lu Jiajia became the supreme Sect Master of the Four Peaks.
That night, Lord Sovereign's door was knocked open again.
Lu Jiajia opened the door coldly.
Ning Changjiu stood outside the door, bends down and said: "The disciple Ning Changjiu pays homage to the lord."
Lu Jiamarried Bo angrily and slightly angered: "Master Master does not have to give this gift to the disciple."
Ning Changjiu married Lu married into the quiet palace.
Lu Jia asked the crime: "You are too presumptuous in the day, right?"
Ning Changjiu asked for credit: "At least I didn't mess with your succession ceremony. How can you thank Master?"
Lu Jiajia said coldly: "Why don't I reward Master with a sword?"
Ning Changjiu argued against each other: "Why don't I reward my disciple with a sword?"
The two looked at each other for a while, and Lu Jiajia retreated first. She walked around the screen lightly and sat on the cold jade bed. The rising chill lightened her skin like snow, like a jade person, that spread out. There is a large lotus leaf in the lower skirt.
Ning Changjiu sat down next to her: "Will there be a lot of trivial matters when you become a suzerain?"
Lu Jia married: "This is not true. On the contrary, it is much cleaner than the peak owner. Anyway, the two years I spent in the grass house has proved that there is no me in the four peaks, and it seems that there is no too much. Big difference."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I am a named disciple, and you are a named suzerain, so you are a good match."
Lu Jiajia coldly hummed: "Where does it match?"
Ning Changjiu raised his eyebrows and said: "We are gambled, and only three days have passed. Don't forget to marry."
Lu Jiajia was silent for a moment, and said: "What do you want?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Let me check first, how is the task assigned to you completed?"
The swimming fish slipped under the lotus leaf.
On the bed of cold jade, several Lingluo fruits rolled down from Ning Changjiu's palm, and Ning Changjiu roughly counted them, and there were not many of them.
Lu Jiajia's face can't see the emotions, but just said indifferently: "Are you satisfied?"
"Well, let me reward the apprentice as a teacher." Ning Changjiu drew closer.
The precious Lingluo fruits rolled to the ground one by one, knocking on the ground with a crisp sound, and the lotus flower had already dispersed on the bed of cold jade.
Ning Changjiu began to talk about the yin and yang principles of yang and yin teaching, male and female beards, ridges away from the crown, and the light reflects and hangs down.
Lu Jiajia listened to Ning Chang's preaching, and when he heard the nobleness, he couldn't help but hum. All the meanings of yin and yang seemed to be reversed at this moment, and the surrounding cold air was like a flame blazing in an instant. Not only that, the scene in the mirror, the paintings on the wall, the Luan and the phoenix in the ice and fire are all turned upside down.
What is Albizia? The conformed body is not a body but the water and milk of the soul blending. After hearing the dragon chant, Zaimen opened with a small knock. Xianghuan is very common for laughing and playing, like the cold of winter, like the sun of summer, rising in the center, reaching the top of the head, and reaching the heart of the foot. Until the phase flow is repeated, the spiritual energy converges, and the acupoints are mingled in unison, gushing wanton.
Ning Changjiu spoke with all his heart, and Lu Jiajia listened with love. And the way in the mouth is always transformed into the walk of the body and mind.
It's just that there is finally depression in the hall.
"I heard that when the Daoist Master of the Middle Earth preached, he was like the sun hanging in the heart of the sky, with witty words, and the tongue gleaming with lotus flowers, saying that the sky is high and the earth is praised, which is fascinating." Ning Changjiu suddenly spoke.
Lu Jiajia asked: "What's the solution?"
Ning Changjiu hugged her and came outside the temple.
Without the barrier of the main hall, the circulating yin and yang air is even clearer, beside the hot spring cliff, the night clouds are relaxing, Lu Jiajia is obviously eight years older than him, but at this moment, when he is picked up, she seems to be entangled. His little daughter.
They stood on the edge of the cliff.
Ning Changjiu felt that in his heart, many places that had not been cultivated turned to glow.
Sure enough, the world’s dharma is connected to each other, just like the scenery of the avenue is beautiful.
He can clearly feel his blood, bones, bones, and acupuncture points beating like a heart, and the blood flowing in it is like a raging river, making a roaring roar. Those Taoisms that were blended by a chestnut by the master and sister were thoroughly integrated into the flesh and blood with a more subtle appearance.
This is something he has never felt before.
Lu Jiajia also feels this way, but she hasn't understood the true secret after all, and her understanding of this is worse than Ning Changjiu's.
Ning Changjiu suddenly felt that he was holding a piano in his arms. He could clearly see every string. Those strings seemed to be empty and void, seemingly real but not real. They were kneaded by yin and yang, covering the sky. The mysticism of itself is also like a finishing touch, and the sound of each twitching string is not separated at all, and it flows thousands of miles in a flash. They are like the center of this world.
Ning Changjiu felt this unprecedented realization of yin and yang, and tried to blend them with sword moves.
It's just that Lu Jiajia's admiration pulled his thoughts back in a flash.
Ning Changjiu gently inhaled, pressed the strings in his arms, and pulled all the strings to the extreme in an instant.
Next, Ning Changjiu hugged her and suddenly jumped off the cliff of Tianku Peak.
Falling at high speed, the wind screams in the ears.
At this moment, the part that belonged to Yin was thrown high and reached an unprecedented peak. The string sounded like cracking like hiss. It's like seeing a ghost flooding the sky with Buddha's light, losing all reason, and both spirit and body are like candlelight trembling in the violent wind.
This is the most recent one in their true sense.
As Ning Changjiu's spiritual energy urged near the bottom of the peak, the two fell to the ground gently.
Lu Jiajia slipped and fell to the ground, paralyzed as mud.
Ning Changjiu stood up with the tree. He stretched out his fingers, nodded his eyebrows like ink, and raised both yin and yang, and gently wiped a vine next to the tree.
He cut out with a sword stroke, but did not hurt Routeng at all. Instead, the buds that closed at night are in full bloom like a shower of rain.
Looking at the changes there, Lu Jiajia remembered Ning Changjiu’s words before, and gradually calmed down after breathing, and sat down on the ground, puzzled: "What kind of crooked way are you?"
Ning Changjiu looked at the small and exquisite Yin-Yang sword in his fingers, half-jokingly said: "I think I can go to the Hehuan Sect to become the lord."
Lu Jiajia raised her head, looked at the peak of the invisible peak, pursed her lips, and said nothing.
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Since Lu Jiajia became the suzerain, Sifeng has entered the most rare excitement and harmony.
After Lu Jia married Huifeng, he didn't hold on to the arrogance of the suzerain. Sometimes, instead, he would give lectures and teach some kendo moves as usual.
She taught her disciples during the day, and Ning Changjiu guided her at night. In just half a month, Ning Changjiu’s Taoism has been cultivated to a new realm that an outsider seems to be opening up to the world. He re-refined all the spiritual energy to make it more mellow. Thoroughly, two illusory sun and moon hung above the sea of qi, and the golden lotus born in the Shura Shenlu floating in the center of the sea of qi, nourished by yin and yang, became more shining.
All the hidden wounds accumulated in Duanjiecheng also healed completely at an incredible speed.
Of course, in the changes here, Lu Jiajia also contributed. She is the best "yin" in Hehuan, and is even countless times better than all the women in Hehuan Sect since the beginning of the sect. After receiving Ning Changjiu's guidance, she also devoted herself to it, feeling the inversion of it, the principle of yin and yang. Similarly, she also saw the same instrument on Ning Changjiu, but it was different from her own guqin, Ning Changjiu’s "yang" "What is concretized is a white jade flute.
This Tiankufeng Peak is also a huge recorder.
When Ning Changjiu was sitting on a high cliff, he often used his body as a mountain, like a stubborn rock sitting on it, blending with the peak of the cave.
The years are flowing, quietly ignoring it.
This is the most difficult time for Ning Changjiu and Lu to marry each other. The sound of the piano and the flute all night makes their hearts almost unified. Sometimes, Lu Jiajia would suddenly hug Ning Changjiu from behind him when he was meditating, rubbing close to his body, interrupting his profound understanding. Ning Changjiu was annoyed and helpless, so he had to use the sword as a family law to punish him.
There are always only two of them on the cliff of the apse of the main hall of the peak.
Ning Changjiu often worries when looking at the moon—Master can accurately let the master sister find herself, then will she spy on me somewhere?
But he didn't want to think about it.
Even if the master had asked the master sister to show his favor, he still couldn't let him go completely with an explanation like "a link of the plan" with that unforgettable sword. That kind of grudge and distrust cannot be erased overnight.
As for what the elder sister said, the almost omniscient "evil", he doesn't want to be distracted to find it now.
He wants to be the last faint king of the last month again.
Gradually, the wind on the cliffs no longer carried the heat of late summer and early autumn, but turned into a chill.
The autumn is getting deeper.
It won’t take long for the first snow to fall, and the four peaks will be white again.
On the snow cliff by the hot spring pool, Ning Changjiu sat quietly. He felt the spirit power surging in his body and looked into the distance.
He has reached the fifth floor of Zi Ting.
After the lectures were over, Lu Jiajia returned to the hall and sat beside Ning Changjiu. Mottled shadows flowed on the canvas-like skirt, and the light leaked from the gaps on her black hair, that snow-white one. The pretty face was not as cold as it used to be, but with a faint ruddy, as if from a peerless fairy sword, it gradually turned back into a beautiful fairy.
This is a sign of returning to nature.
Previously, Senior Sister said that Lu Jiajia's sword body is still lacking. In fact, Ning Changjiu knew that the biggest difference between her and the Fourth Senior Sister was killing.
The sword body of the Fourth Senior Sister is a way of killing and demonstrating the Tao. The feet of the demon who died under her weapons can accumulate into a hill, and Lu Jiajia can also go out of the peak and behead the demon, in the life and death experience. The sword body is complete.
But now, by coincidence, Lu Jiajia has embarked on a diametrically opposite path of swordsmanship-first to cultivate people and then to swords.
He can't be sure which one is better, but he thinks that Lu's marriage should be like this.
"There are still ten days left, are you confident?" Lu Jiajia asked.
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Are you suspicious of your husband?"
Lu Jiajia is also a little bit strange about this title, but she never responds positively, she said: "I'm afraid that when you bully me, there are so many tricks. Meeting Zhao Xianger is like meeting a nemesis. Was beaten on the ground, begging for mercy, don’t blame me for laughing at you then."
Ning Changjiu joked: "You just wait to call her sister, and then ask her to bring tea and water."
Lu Jiajia smiled faintly, naturally she wouldn't take it seriously. She looked at the ever-changing clouds in the sky and suddenly said: "Wait until you finish the three-year agreement, no matter whether you win or lose, you will return to the peak. We are fair and honest. Live together. From now on, we will meditate together to enlighten the Tao, plant flowers and collect medicine, experience the magic of the world, and be a pair of immortals outside the world..."
She spoke calm and gentle, and she looked at Ning Changjiu while she was speaking, Shui Lingling's long eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was the reflection of Feihong flying in the sky.
Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly, losing consciousness for a long time. He whispered: "These three months are the happiest three months in my life."
Lu Jiajia's eyes narrowed slightly. She was not as simple as before, and asked, "Then Linhe City is the happiest month in your life?"
Ning Changjiu looked at the sly in her eyes, thinking that this idiot was getting more and more difficult to fool.
He joked: "If you kiss your husband, he will tell you."
Lu Jiajia blinked at him, a little reluctant, but still pecked.
One touch and go.
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Dare to cut corners? Want to go to the house again?"
After another fight, Lu Jiajia took care of her messy and slender hair, looked at him seriously, and said, "Are you really going to leave?"
Ning Changjiu's smile gradually faded. He said: "If I can, I would like to be here for the rest of my life. I will never go out if the sky is high and the sea is wide outside."
Lu Jiajia said softly: "But you still have to go."
Ning Changjiu was silent.
Lu Jiajia asked: "Are you hiding something from me?"
Ning Changjiu looked into her eyes. Her eyes were like the softest sword, but they could always pierce the pain in her heart.
Many things have been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and no one talks about it.
Those are big secrets, and he has hesitated to tell the beautiful woman next to his pillow.
He suddenly smiled at this moment.
What about the secrets of heaven? Lu married to marry is heaven.
She thought she was a secret guardian alone, but it made her unable to erase the faint worry.
"Marry." Ning Changjiu suddenly called her name.
"Huh?" Lu Jia married a serious face.
Ning Changjiu said: "Today, I will tell you another story."
Lu Jiajia lowered her head slightly shame, she looked at the misty mountain, and said softly: "Don't...it's still daytime, it's not good in broad daylight, you should talk to me at night. ."
Ning Changjiu stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly on her smooth forehead. He smiled angrily: "What do you fools think about all day?"
Lu Jiajia rubbed her forehead, her slender and tight legs swayed slightly along the edge of the cliff, and she was ashamed of the thoughts that had previously appeared in her mind.
"Then what story are you going to tell?" Lu Jiajia asked.
Ning Changjiu raised his head and sighed: "I want to tell you... the boring life of a little Taoist priest."