Beyond the Divine States Chapter 248: : Nether

Before Lu Jiajia left, he looked at the Four Peaks on the broken Huanbao Mountain and watched the last snowfall.

She stood in the fluttering velvet flowers in a snow-white cloak, condensing the wind and snow as a sword, like a girl who is a beginner in swordsmanship, she used all the sword moves in the first half of the Heavenly Sect of the Sword in order one by one.

There is no spiritual energy on the sword, nor the light of the sword that cuts the wind and snow, but the figure of the woman who is slender and dancing is immortal, as if she wants to take the wind at any time.

Ning Changjiu stood behind her, watching the dance-like sword gesture quietly, the high-pitched sword moves like a heavy snow dance, and the low-hanging place resembles a swallowing ice spring.

"Marriage and marrying are already one." Ning Changjiu sighed sincerely.

Lu Jiajia didn't respond, just smiled faintly, turned around abruptly, and Xue Jian pierced Ning Changjiu's throat.

Ning Chang didn't avoid it for a long time.

The tip of the sword stopped in front of him, just catching a little plum.

The plum blossom crushed the sword body to disperse the snow again.

Lu Jiajia patted the snow in her palm, and asked: "You are not afraid that I will stab you to death with a sword?"

Ning Changjiu said gently: "Marriage is of course a profound sense of justice."

Lu Jiajiaxiao asked, "Sister Xiang'er stabbed this sword?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Then you may be able to dig me in the snowdrift under the mountain."

Lu Jiajia contemptuously said: "Bullying the soft and fearing the hard."

Ning Chang hasn't refuted it for a long time.

Lu Jiajia has nothing to say.

They stood on the ring waterfall for a while.

It wasn't until the shoulders were covered with snow that Lu Jiajia repaired the Fengjian Shu, passed the Jiantian Cave Peak, and told Yazhu that he was leaving. As for the trouble later, he let Yazhu arrange it himself.

She is the first treasurer in the history of Tianzong Yujian to throw away his hands.

In a snowy day, they passed through the silver-covered mountains, formally descended, and walked northward.

"Have you thought about the way forward?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Bypassing the Southern Wilderness, going all the way north, crossing the seas of Nanzhou and Middle-Earth, first settling down at the ferry for two days, and then heading to the ancient Lingzong in the east."

Lu Jiajia curiously asked: "How do you know that the Ancient Lingzong is in the east of Zhongtu?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Because I have a spiritual connection with the little junior sister."

Lu Jiajia gave him a glance, and said calmly: "Don't lie."

Ning Changjiu really couldn't feel Ning Xiaoling's heart. They were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and they didn't know what Xiaoling's expression would be when they saw him.

Lu Jia married: "Are you sure you want to bypass the Southern Famine?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, I always feel that there is still something bad hidden there. For so many years, it is not unreasonable for few great monks to set foot in the world. We don't have to take this risk."

Lu Jiajia smiled and said: "Sure enough, he has become a relative. With a wife and a wife, it would be more costly."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Will you marry a lady or a sweet wife?"

Lu Jia's marriage stopped slightly, she turned her face, looked at Ning Changjiu, and said coldly: "Forgot to say something good?"

Before, they made an agreement that Zhongtu and his party, until they saw Xiaoling, as long as she was outside the inn, she would be Ning Changjiu's master.

Ning Changjiu helplessly stopped, rubbed her beautiful shoulder, and said: "Yes, Master Master."

Lu Jiajia nodded in satisfaction, and finally recovered a bit of the majesty he had just picked up Ning Changjiu's peak.

The snowy road is tortuous. After the two of them walked for a while, they heard the sound of thunder on the snowy ground, and the invisible sword aura burst into the sky, rushing away from the snowy field, and the void where they passed was faintly shattered. After a long time, snowflakes floated into this kendo again.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, and when you walk with swords, the sky is above your head and the mountains and rivers are panoramic.

This is a gift unique to monks in the world.

"By the way, have you read the book of Fish King?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "I have seen it, but I can't understand it."

Lu Jiajia wondered: "Even you don't understand?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, the text above is too obscure. It doesn't look like any age, it's more like a self-created, unique code word."

Lu Jiajia asked: "How do you understand the fish king?"

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head: "He didn't understand it when I thought about it, so he swallowed it in anger."

Lu Jiamara looks slightly different: "You also try?"

Ning Changjiu angrily smiled and said, "Do you want to be a widow?"

Lu Jiajia said indifferently: "Forget it, Tuer should cherish his life for your wife."

Ning Changjiu sighed, wishing to take her directly to the snow to forge a sword and zhengang.

While Yufeng traveled, Ning Changjiu took out the small scroll again, unfolded it with one hand, and handed it to Lu Jiajia, saying: "I have counted, but there are only a hundred words on it, I don't believe it. Elaborating on a technique in detail only requires so little words, even if it’s just a sword move of Tianzong, it doesn’t stop there."

Lu Jiao grafted the small scroll. She opened her sword eyes and stared carefully, and found that there was a special breath on these words, "This breath..."

"Mingjun." Ning Changjiu said the doubt in her heart.

This book should be related to Mingjun, perhaps one of the gods scattered in the world after the Nether Kingdom was broken.

Lu Jiajia helplessly said: "You met Mrs. Bai in Linhe City, Xiaoling has gone to Gulin again, and now... can't live with Mingjun like this?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Perhaps... it's just a coincidence."

Lu Jiajia's fingers rubbed the curly face, and said: "Then what do you think is the ability of this scroll? Create a lot of fish?"

"Master Ming is not so boring." Ning Changjiu said with a smile, he thought about the fish king's moves, and said: "Maybe it is related to the void."

Lu Jia Jia Jiang looked at him suspiciously.

Nanzhou is vast and snowy, and they are detouring. The original one-month journey may take two days to arrive.

At night, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia drank a pot of rich winter melon bone soup in the store, crossed the flags raised by the cold wind, and walked into the snow alley in winter.

On the warm-colored lantern, snow clings to it like a flower, and the light outlines a pale gold outline.

"These small towns in the wild mountains and ridges are unique." Ning Changjiu looked at the dark alleys and said with a smile.

Lu Jiajia said: "I heard that there have been many talented ascetics in the Middle-earth, and I don't know if there is such a peaceful color as Nanzhou."

"There will be." Ning Changjiu said: "In this world, no matter where it is, monks are only a small part of the world. The world has always been supported by ordinary people. Monks are the children of the gods, yes Outliers are the culprits that can create disasters at any time, and they are also the guardians of the world."

Lu Jiajia listened to his honest and gentle words, thinking that his actual cultivation years were even longer than his own. This did not correspond to his youthful face.

However, no matter how she carried her master's arrogance on weekdays, after Ning Changjiu frankly told her, she regarded her as a junior in her heart.

Of course she won't admit this idea, but she will always feel dependent.

She gently walked beside him, walked past this place that had never been before, and talked to him, her hands behind her back unknowingly held in front of her.

"In fact, sometimes I wonder if Xiaoling would not grow up faster if Xiaoling is not by our side." Ning Changjiu said suddenly.

Lu Jia married and said: "You are gone

After that, Xiaoling seldom laughed. If you don't see her again, I'm afraid you won't recognize her. "

Ning Changjiu said with emotion: "Maybe the female sword fairy grew up like this."

Between words, a strange noise suddenly came from the town.

"The mountain ghost has attacked the city. The mountain ghost has attacked the city." The visitors beat the gongs and drums and rushed to tell.

"What's the fear of mountain ghosts, not one hoe?" Someone poked his head out of the tavern and laughed loudly.

The visitor said: "This time is extraordinary, it is the mountain ghost king who is here."

"Mountain Ghost King... Has it made a comeback?"

Outside, the voice of the mountain ghost king came over with majesty: "You untouchables don't know the heights of the sky, but the two girls kidnapped and dared to hurt my subordinates. I have chosen thousands of choices today. I specially chose what you said. On a good day and auspicious day, let you untouchables see the majesty of my mountain ghost king!"

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia looked at each other.

Lu Jiajia smiled and said: "I really picked a good day."

Ning Changjiu stopped her and shook his head gently: "Look first."

Lu Jiama puzzled: "Isn't it our duty to drop demons and eliminate demons?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Sometimes, it may be that we ascetics take ourselves too seriously."

Just as Lu Jiajia was puzzled, someone in the house rushed out without fear with a knife, axe and hoe. A middle-aged man saw Ning Changjiu and threw a **** to him with dissatisfaction, and said: "Don't stand stupid, let your daughter-in-law go home and hide, you and I will go out to get rid of ghosts."

Ning Changjiu took the **** and weighed it.

Outside the town, a great battle began.

Lu Jiajia has gained a lot of knowledge today.

These towns that can survive in the wilderness are indeed extraordinary.

There are four lines of defense inside and outside the town, with iron arrows, torches, shields, and slings.

In the end, those mountain ghosts were wiped out without even breaking through the second line of defense, and the mountain ghost king also fled.

Ning Changjiu and Lu married secretly to protect a few passionate young men, while the others suffered only minor injuries.

"I'm worried too much." Afterwards, Lu Jiajia laughed mockingly.

Ning Changjiu said: "Because we are practitioners, we are always used to look down on the world. And..."

"And what?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "The difference between monks and ordinary people is because they can control spiritual power, and the difference between ancient gods and ordinary monks is authority, and authority is also a new level of power. So I am always there. Think about whether those ancient gods who have authority despise us just as we despise the world."

Lu Jiajia followed behind him, listening quietly, and then tapping his head lightly, saying: "Perhaps so."

Ning Changjiu said: "Humans can resist evil spirits by various means, and we are stronger and tougher than them. If one day, the ancient gods try to turn humans and demons into its slaves again, maybe we can burst out Something greater than authority."

Lu Jiajia nodded slightly, she believed his words.

At night, they came to the inn.

After Lu Jia married and fell asleep, Ning Changjiu secretly took out the small volume of cheats, hesitated for a long time, and put it into his mouth.

While chatting with Lu Jiama today, an idea emerged in his heart.

He shouldn't have tried, but...

Ning Changchang felt the power that the book exudes in his body.

He closed his eyes and stretched his fingers forward.

Shortly afterwards, as the King Fish called out a school of fish, the void broke silently into a circle.

After a while, Ning Qinshui's figure walked out of the void, he was dressed in a robe, and his expression was serious.

Ning Changjiu points to another place.

Mrs. Bai also walked out of it, her body curled up with a porcelain bottle in one hand and an earthen jar in the other.

He thought about the appearance of the old fox again, and the old fox also walked out of the void, the fireworks were dark.

They are exactly the same as the body, but just a lifelike black illusory silhouette.

It's as if the king of fish called those fish out of memory.

These are the dead creatures.

Their images are fictitious from memory.

Ning Changjiu thought about the appearance of Shubai again.

The image does not appear.

I thought about the appearance of Si Ming again, and the void was also empty.

He felt a little more at ease.

It seems that this scroll is really related to Mingjun, but I don't know what other uses besides summoning the appearance of these dead people can actually make the fish king enter the five realms.

He stretched out his hand and lightly stroked Ning Qinshui with his spiritual power. Ning Qinshui’s phantom was instantly shattered, and then he used the same force to stroke Mrs. Bai’s body, Mrs. Bai’s phantom. It just shook slightly.

Ning Changjiu raised his spiritual power to the first stage of Tongxian before destroying Madame Bai's phantom.

These phantoms have a realm!

And their realm should be based on the realm of their lives.

Thinking of this, Ning Changjiu's heart is slightly hot.

Although this realm is far lower than that in his lifetime, in theory, as long as he has killed enough monsters or ancient gods, then he can piece together an army of undead!

This undead army is immortal, even if the entire army is annihilated, it only needs mental strength to rebuild it to recover.

Now that I have completed the Shura Shenlu, my spiritual power is naturally far superior to ordinary people.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and tentatively conceived the appearance of the fish king.

The void is cracked.

Ning Changjiu's face is heavy.

Nothing got out of it...

Ning Changjiu didn’t feel too surprised. The fish king’s body disappeared along with the Suzaku waiter’s departure at the time. It is thought that she deliberately saved her life and wanted to find out about Baizang from its body. secret.

Ning Changjiu didn’t worry too much. He imagined many demons he killed. Among them were Jiuying and Xiuing snake. Jiuying only had eight songs, because the last one died in Duanjie City, Duanjie. The city seemed to be out of Mingjun's control.

The bones of Xiu Snake's body are extremely long, and only one head out of it took up half the size of a room. Ning Changjiu hurriedly pushed it back.

He looked around, and he felt like he was looking at his own army. She wanted to take a picture of Lu married to let her see this scene, but at this moment, a strange idea suddenly appeared in his heart. This idea is like a sheep on a hillside. The more you don’t think about it, the clearer it will become. Outline.

The idea emerged.

In front of Ning Changjiu's eyes, the void cracked.

He looked shocked, not daring to see if something would get out of the void, he spit out the scroll in his mouth and coughed ceaselessly.

Lu Jiajia was awakened by his cough.

They looked at each other for a while.

Lu Jia married with sleepy eyes and messy hair. She was very angry at Ning Changjiu's interrupting her sleep, and without waiting for him to defend, she rolled up all the quilts that should belong to Ning Changjiu to herself, and made the slender swollen. Wrapped tightly in the perfect body, he fell asleep facing the wall.

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In the last month, Ning Xiaoling was very serious about Linggu Grand Bi.

"Ning Xiaoling! I wouldn't be friends with you if you weren't for your good looks!" Another female disciple stood with her hands on her hips, watching the study carefully

The girl who reads the mind-reading formula, said aggressively.

Ning Xiaoling looked at this disciple. She didn't know why she had such a good relationship with a girl, so she finally ran away with a Le Rou, and now she is here again.

The female disciple named Yu Jin is said to be the daughter of a big family. Although she has mediocre talents, because her family donated a mourning hall to Gu Lingzong, she also managed to get in at the age of sixteen. The inner door.

Of course, her talent is mediocre, and the family only hopes that she can make friends with some cultivators and open up more horizons.

After Ning Xiaoling came to Gu Lingzong, the little girl entangled her.

There is no other reason. One is because Ning Xiaoling is cold and indifferent to everyone. If she can be friends with her, she will have some face, and the other is because she looks good.

Ning Xiaoling propped her chin and said, "I really filled it out blindly."

"Blindly fill in the full score? Liar!" Yu Jin said angrily: "I think you are my friend, you lie to me every time!"

Ning Xiaoling said helplessly: "Just tell me what you are going to do."

Yu Jin immediately sat down next to her and said, "Give you a chance to make up for it. I will go to the clothes street with me tomorrow to listen to the show!"

Ning Xiaoling refused: "It's not long since the Linggu Conference."

Yu Jin said: "Aren't all the people named Minglang entering the Purple Court, what else can you compare? Don't be discouraged. Two years later, I will go with Sister Ning and pick up the baby behind her!"

Ning Xiaoling knocked her forehead and said, "I don't want to make progress."

Next, she sighed: "In short, I still have to work hard, in case I'm lucky."

"What's the use of luck." Yu Jin said: "Is it possible that as soon as I enter the valley, I can see a spiritual object at my feet?"

Ning Xiaoling smiled, and said: "When the Linggu Grand Competition is over, I will accompany you to go shopping in Clothes Street."

Yu Jin snapped his fingers in her ear, and said happily: "That's a definite word."

Ning Xiaoling looked at her cheerfully, always feeling that she was trapped.

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The King Fish didn't know how he survived.

After it was penetrated through the heart by Ning for a long time, its body had begun to dissipate. At that time, it felt that it was bound to die.

But then, a scorching air wave enveloped it.

It was in the air wave, and quickly realized that it should be the fire of the Suzaku waiter.

She didn't want to let herself die right away, she wanted to find something about Baizang from her body.

But how can Shirazo’s divine envoy leave any handle in her body?

It is often said in the old saying that a cat has nine lives. How many dangers does it have when it comes along the way?

So it always felt that it was on credit.

One day, this ledger will crush every bone of it.

The Suzaku didn't kill it.

When she was in Middle-earth, she threw it at the former site of Lei Kingdom.

Lei Guo has also snowed now, and the snow covered its dry, curly hair.

It's sacred scroll was seized, its demon power was lost, and thousands of years of cultivation were in vain. Now, although it has survived by chance, life has no meaning.

It is no longer possible to practice again, without mind and ability.

He can't even be a wild cat and raise some wild offspring.

Would the great demon of the five realms of dignity not end well in this way?

Bai Zang and Suzaku have abandoned it, which means that the world has abandoned it.

The snow stopped, and it struggled to pull itself out of the snow.

Here is Lei Country. It knew it, and because of it, the Empress died here, and many domestic cats became stray cats.

It seemed like a trial of destiny. Not long after it crawled out of the snow, a group of wild cats surrounded it.

Of course, those wild cats don't know that it is the culprit of the decline of Lei Nation, but they are always wary of this new, scorched ugly monster.

The King Fish never thought that one day he would face off with a group of wild cats.

After all, it has been a big monster for a long time, and its temperament is still suppressing this group of wild cats.

But this kind of suppression is now fake.

Shortly afterwards, a sharp cry erupted from the wild cat.

The King Fish can understand their words.

They saw their own incompleteness-after the hair was scorched, there was nothing to cover up their ugliest scar.

It is shameful, angry, and furious.

But it was useless, only in exchange for even more presumptuous ridicule from the other party.

Then, the ridicule turned into a violent beating.

The fish king is extremely weak at this moment. It feels that its heart is broken, and it will break into countless pieces with a few violent movements.

But being bitten to death by a wild cat is better than being stabbed to death by Ning Changjiu.

It riveted hard enough and rushed forward.

The fish king relied on their weak body to bite and fight with them. Its palms are larger than ordinary cats after long-term exercise, and even if it has no demon power, its muscles are far more flexible and tight. The average wildcat.

It's just that its body hurts too much, and it's hard to use all its strength to contend with them.

Although the fish king killed two wild cats alive, many of its damaged fur was also stripped off, and there were countless bloodstains on the skin afterwards.

The wild cat surrounded it, looking at the two corpses stepping on it, with a vague sense of fear, and hesitated to rush up together again.

The King Fish plunged his paws into the carcass of the wild cat.

These bullies and hardships... They are actually the same species as them.

The King Fish thought sadly.

The **** setting sun shone on this snowy field, and it suddenly felt that it should be a lion.

Unfortunately, there is no lion in the world that is besieged by wild cats.

The heart cracked, blood rushed, and the setting sun in its eyes split into two petals.

The King Fish fell swayingly into the snow.

The wild cat was silent for a moment, and was about to rush up.

Suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes.

The sound of human footsteps on the snow followed.

The fish king is confused. It knows that someone is coming, but it has no hope.

Because the sound of such footsteps is familiar in memory, its mistress at the beginning was similar to this footstep.

The King Fish gradually lost consciousness, and before he fell into a coma, he heard a woman's voice.

"I thought it was something. I thought it was just a valuable baby ice leopard. I didn't expect it to be a dead cat. Well... killing two wild cats is quite fierce."

"Well, since it is a cat, just leave it alone, let it fend for itself."

"Hmm."

"Wait! Look...what do you think this cat is doing?"

The fish king is still in a coma, but its paws are still moving-it is snapping its fingers!

This is his unique skill for ten years.

"Why don't you take it to the clothes street and try it?" someone suggested.

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(Due to various reasons, many of the previous plots have been revised, and now it may be a bit blunt to read. I will revise it carefully in the future, and strive to get a non-violating version, so that everyone will not become the victims of the genuine, forgive me. ~)