Beyond the Divine States Chapter 268: : Sword Spirit’s Choice

On the deep black cliff where there is no grass, the entangled ice and snow are like silk covering the entire valley, and it is also like white rust from a steep mountain.

Among all the mountain peaks, a seamless and tall building with huge stones rises from the ground. It is a majestic building. It is higher than all the majestic peaks. It is a huge sword against the sky and a giant in the sky.

On the outer wall of the ancient building, the never-fading historical paintings extend upward with an abstract aesthetic. From the fifth floor, the ancient building is level with the big peak, and the stone tower behind is hidden in the thick sea of ​​clouds. At the other end, the ninth and tenth floor protruded out of the cloud like the spire of the tenth floor.

There are no more than four ancient buildings like this.

Luo Cangsu, who was covered with a sacred robe, stood on the ninth floor. When he looked out through the stone window, the Dao Heart, which had been cold for many years, still inevitably rippled.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled far under his feet.

He never looked at it in the past. He always looked up at the higher sky. He knew that even if he was almost standing at the top of the middle earth, he was still far away from that sky.

But today, his eyes fell under the sea of ​​clouds.

This huge valley known as the God of Split is now desolate, but someone who once roared the earth and reached that unimaginable level is now buried here.

Luo Cangsu stared intently for a while, then took off his robes.

It’s a body that doesn’t look like a human. There are golden lines flowing on his body. The gold is like a piece of talisman patchwork. Connecting each talisman is a translucent spiritual fog. Looking at Lingwu, there were no internal organs or six lungs, only a golden heart that was empty and suspended, like a little sun.

This is a true demigod.

Since sitting on the ninth floor of Luoshu, he has ceased to be a human being.

Luo Cangsu took off his bracelet.

It was a bracelet made of blue water, and it was also a meeting gift given to him by the dragon mother back then.

He crushed the wristband, threw it into the sea of ​​clouds, and walked towards the tenth floor with no expression.

This thousand-year history will usher in its last moment.

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Thousands of mountains and birds flew extinct.

In the cold winter, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia stepped up into the air with their swords, and the mountain peaks and stone roads were slowly shrinking in sight.

In their plan, they need to cross the thirteen passes and six roads outside the sea country, then bypass the three thousand peaks, and follow the Guangsha River all the way to the ancient Lingzong.

In the hearts of Ning Changjiu and Lu marrying, Haiguo has been listed as a place of right and wrong. This is their intuition after experiencing many life and death disasters.

For what they have experienced, Ning Changjiu has roughly figured out a simple context on the long journey.

When they came by boat from Nanzhou, they saw many activities to sacrifice girls. The bodies of the girls on the Haiyuelou boat should have been selected by the Nanzhou River God.

And so many girls’ bodies are well-preserved in the ice. From the perspective of spells, they are either used to make puppets for driving, or to choose a sufficiently pure body to serve as some There are containers of birth.

Ning Changjiu prefers the latter.

The sudden appearance of Jielong and Zaolong caused a shipwreck...Although it was the loss of important goods in the name of the Emperor Huanhuan Zong later, the Zaolong looked fierce after getting on the ship, and it was clear that it was only here to kill.

Ning Changjiu guessed that Zaolong should be in collusion with the Emperor Huanhuan Sect, and his task is also very simple-kill as many people as possible, and make things as big as possible.

And on the boat upstairs, there should be many people who knew about the catastrophe, and even made some internal and external cooperation.

If the catastrophe really happens, then the Dianhuanzong should directly account for the sea country, leaving no room for negotiation, and then let the major practitioners settle in the sea country in the name of chasing the murderer.

But they didn't expect that his intervention with Lu Jiajia prevented this disaster from happening.

So the catastrophe of building a ship did not happen, and the sect of the world did not have enough reasons to directly intervene. Instead, it retreated to the next level and chose to block the important business way.

The greatest reliance of the Sea Kingdom is the Dragon Mother Niangniang. Since the Emperor Huanhuan Sect dared to offend the Dragon Mother Niangniang, her target is likely to be her.

After the Hai State Banquet was held as scheduled, the Dragon Mother Niangniang met all the winners...

"Who was the winner at the time?" Ning Changjiu suddenly found that he wanted to miss something.

Lu Jia married and said: "I have noticed that the Zishan fairy of Qindao is the master sister of Nongyuzong, Mu Qiao, and the leader of the law is the Dianhuan Sect, named Jia Qiu, and the leader of Dao has a little bit of darkness on him. Zhiqi, maybe he is from the Ancient Lingzong. The leader of the technique doesn’t know, only his surname is Chu. Um...what do you suddenly ask this for?"

Ning Changjiu spread out the sword domain to cover the oncoming wind, and his words were clear: "Caijuanxian Palace is the palace of the Dragon Mother's lonely mother. She may be just a cover to summon us to answer questions."

Lu Jia married Bingxue smart, and she quickly understood: "You mean, she actually took this opportunity to say something to someone alone?"

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly: "Well, if so, who among the six does she want to talk to?"

Lu Jia married after thinking about it, and guessed: "Mr. Chu?"

"Mr. Chu's origin is the most mysterious. It is very likely that he is, but it is also uncertain..." Ning Changjiu said.

Lu Jiamarried remembered something, and asked: "By the way, what did you ask Dragon Mother at that time?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "I asked how many years the mother of dragon has lived."

"Huh?" Lu Jiajia'e raised his eyebrows lightly.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong."

"What am I misunderstanding?" Lu Jia married.

Ning Changjiu explained: "I originally doubted the identity of the Dragon Mother... I thought she was the dragon girl who survived the era two or three thousand years ago."

"Dragon Girl?" Lu Jia marrying was puzzled.

Ning Changjiu said: "At that time, the candle dragon was killed, buried in the heart of the earth, and the dragons collapsed into the world. In order to break through the realm's limit on life span, some dragons invented a self-reliance technique. They were about to die when they were old. Create a dragon egg and stuff all your important content into this embryo. When you die, the embryo is born, and what is born in the embryo is yourself."

My child is still myself...

Lu Jiajia was surprised: "It's really weird...Where did you know this?"

Ning Changjiu said: "When I was a child, I read in the master sister's Jingge, and I found it interesting to memorize it. I recently came to Zhongtu, and I recalled a lot of past memories."

If you want to be unobservable, you may also be hidden somewhere near Middle-earth, so the memory of the hometown is more true.

Qiu Yue, who has not spoken all the time, weakly interrupted: "Daddy, who is the master sister? Are you also the mother's apprentice?"

Ning Changjiu narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Why is Qiu Yue so concerned about this?"

The extremely simple conversation, in Lu Jiajia's ears, is a bit creepy.

Previously in the wing of the Dragon Mother Banquet, Ning Changjiu tried her with a finger, Qiu Yue was indifferent, and then they chatted about the unobservable content, Qiu Yue just interrupted and asked, Ning Changjiu couldn’t hold it back, and a swordsman He fainted, and now she was silent because of fear of heights, she spoke again after Ning Changjiu mentioned the master sister...

Qiu Yue said: "After all, it's Daddy's relatives. You have to get acquainted."

Ning Changjiu said: "After that, I will take you to meet. I have another master. Maybe she will like you very much."

Qiu Yue said happily: "Okay, it's just that Daddy already has a mother and a master, so...isn't it not so good?"

Ning Changjiu patted her head and said: "Don't provoke the relationship between me and my marriage."

Qiu Yue scratched her head.

Ning Changjiu smiled, but his mind was heavy.

Qiu Yue is a difficult paradox for them.

If Qiu Yue really has a problem, then they can't perceive the slightest with their cultivation base, what level should Qiu Yue's real realm be? If she wanted to do something, they couldn't stop her. Instead of keeping her in a dark place, it was better to stay by her side to be safe, at least she didn't show hostility to them.

If Qiu Yue had no problem, she was really just an ordinary little girl, and with their personalities, it would never be possible for her to freeze and starve to death in the wind and snow.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiaji didn't even consider the latter, because based on their experience, they knew that it was difficult for them to meet ordinary people...

"In short, no matter what happens in Hai Country in the future, whether the Dragon Mother is dead or alive has nothing to do with us." Ning Changjiu said.

Lu Jiajia nodded. They didn't believe in the kind of opportunity to seek wealth and wealth, and they didn't need to risk their lives in the sea country.

Ning Changjiu’s thinking at this moment is only to meet Xiaoling, and then to find someone who may break through, try to get into the other party’s heart demon tribulation, to meet the girl who may be a poem, and get some from her Clues about evil.

In the remnant snow, the pair of Daolu Yujian broke the wind, and when they were about to leave the borders of the sea country, Ning Changjiu looked back at the sea country.

This giant country near the sea is buried in the vast sea fog.

In the eighty-one countries of Central Turkey, apart from the five major powers that form the most central alliance, few countries can compete with maritime nations in terms of wealth and reputation.

The moment Ning Changjiu walked from the sixth floor of Zi Ting to the seventh floor when he left the border of the sea country.

Three days later, the sea country is far away from them.

Ning Changjiu originally didn't want to think about all the things that happened in the sea country, but I don't know why, many thoughts are like demons, and they can't get rid of them.

Thirteen must pass through eight passes, the scenery has changed, and the snow is still there.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia marry the sword as usual, and the speed is steady.

"Can I avoid the dispute if I stay away from the center of the dispute?" Ning Changjiu's words were a little inexplicable.

The wind blows from the northeast, Lu Jia marries Wu Liang’s blue silk and dances against her cheeks. She looks sideways at the teenager next to her and asks: "Are you still thinking about Haiguo? Is it possible that you think that dragon mother? The empress is pretty, I can't bear to let her die?"

"Why have you become more and more weird in your marriage recently?" Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "I just thought of one thing suddenly."

"What's the matter?" Lu Jiajia asked.

"The center of the dispute may not be in the sea country." Ning Changjiu said.

"Huh?" Lu Jiajia was puzzled: "Where else could it be if it wasn't a sea country?"

"I don't know." Ning Changjiu shook his head, and said, "As long as it is not Luoshulou, if it is Luoshulou, we will be given three days and three nights, and we will not be able to get out of Luoshulou's jurisdiction. Realm."

After all, in the southwest corner of Middle-earth, Luo Shulou is an absolute ruler.

Lu Jia married: "The four sacred towers are in charge of history and live outside the world, should they not take into account the disputes on earth?"

What if the dispute is heavenly?

Ning Changjiu originally wanted to ask, but after all, he was just worried, so he didn't speak.

At this moment, on a large peak near the Luoshu Tower, Mr. Chu looked at a certain point on the Haihe plate, his expression becoming more serious.

There are still many circles painted on the Haihe plate.

The moving point is about to approach the circle.

Mr. Chu still doesn't know their origins and doesn't care about them. As long as their fate trajectory may touch Luo Shulou, they will be killed.

He couldn't help but recalled the last words of the Dragon Mother Empress in the Caijuan Immortal Palace.

"The woman's name was Lu Jiajia. The question she asked was how to find ‘evil’."

"The young man is named Ning Changjiu. His question is, if Luo Shulou wants to resurrect the gods, who do they want to resurrect?"

The stars are not dimmed.

I originally thought that if they deviated too much from Luo Shulou, they would let it go. I never thought...

Since he dared to ask questions about God, no matter which power he represented, he would definitely die.

Mr. Chu was sitting cross-legged, a few more snow eagles stopped by the stone building, Mr. Chu looked at their eyes one by one.

The information that came from was probably the thornslayer succeeded in hunting or driving the opponent out of danger.

Only one is a bit weird.

A pair of purple court killers who chased a certain gray-haired boy died.

But soon, he felt relieved. Because there are traces left by Jiange deliberately at the scene.

"It turns out that he is the fourteenth disciple..." Mr. Chu was a little surprised, but Jiange's deliberately leaving traces also meant that they would not interfere with what is going on in Luo Shulou.

After reading the information, Mr. Chu continued to stare at Haihepan.

The figure of the Taoist couple finally moved into a certain red circle.

Mr. Chu took a sunspot from the wooden basket beside him and filled it on the red circle.

Another sword of the immortal town broke through the air.

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Jiangaku.

The seriously injured sword spirit lay weakly, awake.

He was originally a spirit, and the exhaustion of spiritual power is more terrible for him than ordinary ascetics.

After several dreams and awakenings, the sword spirit's condition finally stabilized.

There was a faint voice of dialogue in my ears.

"I heard that the Seventh Junior Brother was defeated."

"Koyanagi is defeated? Is there anyone who can defeat him at the Haiguo Banquet?"

"Heh, didn't you let the Seventh Junior Brother go to the feast? I thought you knew everything."

"I asked the Seventh Junior Brother to go there just to show him the current state of Mother Dragon. I never thought he could not see it."

"I also feel weird, and the one who defeated him is said to be a woman. The woman has only been found to have come from the Nanzhou ferry. The specific origin is not clear. She also has a Taoist companion named Ning Changjiu. It’s good to play chess. He also killed a certain great elder of the Kingsland Sect. It is estimated that the Kingsland Sect is on the way to inquire about crimes."

"Well, I will ask Junior Brother Six to check their history."

"Ning Changjiu..."

Sword Ling listened to the faint words, his thinking became clearer and clearer.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a large floating sword. The body of that large sword was warm, and the soft sword image was injected into the body like blood, filling up the scars on his body a little bit. incomplete.

He slowly sat up from the big sword and looked around.

This is a stone pavilion. The sword in the stone pavilion is ancient, even if it is floating in the air, the smallest sword has the power to look down upon the mountains.

Sword Spirit felt an unspeakable kindness in it, as if he should have been here since he was born.

"Wake up?" It was the woman who spoke.

Sword Spirit recalled the last scene and said: "Second Sister?"

In the snow, he was rescued by this woman, followed her all the way, and then passed out into a coma.

"This is the sword pavilion?" Jian Ling held his spontaneously painful chest, and looked around.

The second elder sister said: "This is one of the seventy-two heavens of Jiange, and your physique is most suitable for retreat here."

"Thank you." Jian Ling's hand was immersed in his messy short hair. He recalled their previous words: "Ning Changjiu in your mouth..."

Second Sister asked: "Do you know?"

The sword spirit was silent for a moment, and didn't understand their situation and the attitude of the sword pavilion for the time being, so he gently shook his head and said: "I don't know, but I am familiar."

While speaking, he looked at his clothes and frowned unconsciously.

"This..." The sword spirit bit his lips tightly.

"This is the clothes of Jiange." The second elder sister said: "From now on, you will be a disciple of Jiange."

Senior Sister saw his face a little ugly, and wondered: "Do you not want to be a disciple of Jiange?"

Sword Spirit said: "Senior Sister has a great grace to save my life, so naturally there is no reason to refuse... It's just..."

Second Sister understood, she smiled, and said, "Don't worry, there is nothing shy about asexual bodies. There is a kind of mermaid in the sea of ​​luck. They are also born asexual, and they choose their gender after they love each other as adults. "

The sword spirit's expression did not ease.

He has not yet chosen his gender.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he cannot change after the election, so he is always hesitating.

Senior Brother San said: "It's better to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise it will not have a good impact on Jianxin."

Second Senior Sister nodded in agreement.

They looked at the sword spirit lying on the big sword together.

Sword Spirit closed his eyes, and a lot of things went through his mind.

He leaped slightly from the big sword.

"Have you decided?" Second Senior Sister asked.

The young sword spirit's cheeks are between soft and hard.

He was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

"A man with a three-foot sword for immortality is considered a man." Sword Spirit said with firm words.

The second elder sister smiled faintly upon hearing the words: "Are you sure? You can't regret it after you make a decision."

Sword Spirit took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

He only needs to firm up his thoughts, pour into his own spirit, and his body will slowly change.

After he made the decision, he felt that some of his past thoughts were ridiculous.

Of course it’s a man, what's the entanglement?

Just as he was about to open his mind, the second elder sister suddenly interrupted him, saying: "This is the sword technique you will practice in the future. You can check it out before making a decision."

Sword Spirit frowned slightly. He originally wanted to say that his swordsmanship was already a peerless sword. As long as he fights in the same realm, almost no one can escape his sword.

But he still took the booklet from the second elder sister.

Sword Spirit opened the cheats.

His eyes stayed on the first page for a long time.

The eyelids twitched and the corners of the mouth twitched.

On the first page of this cheat book, there are eight words written impressively:

"If you want to practice this exercise, you must first come from the palace."

Dignified Middle-earth, and even the world's largest sect sword pavilion, why has such a secret?

Sword Spirit felt that his knowledge of the world had collapsed.

He was also a sword repairer. He never thought that there would be any increase in swordsmanship in his palace... Could it be that he cut off his desire?

Can you really become stronger if you sever your desires?

The sword spirit will be suspicious, after all, Ning Changjiu, as the **** embryo in his heart, can be recognized by him in terms of swordsmanship.

The sword spirit did not continue to flip.

He is at war between heaven and man.

"What's the matter?" The Second Senior Sister spoke calmly and asked aloud.

Sword Spirit asked: "Do I have to fix this?"

Second Sister Nodded: "This is what Master meant."

Sword Spirit asked again: "Does that woman need...?"

Second Sister understood what he meant and said: "Of course women don't need to."

Sword Ling tightened his lips, he put the secret book in his arms, and sighed after a long time: "Well, sister, I know...I...will make a choice."

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Leaving this cave sky, the third senior brother smiled and asked: "Why is there such a sentence in Master's secret book?"

Senior Sister said: "I just wrote it, and it didn't take long for the ink to dry."

Senior Brother Three smiled and said: "Senior Sister, wouldn't it be too good for you to interfere with his choice like this?"

The second elder sister said: "There are 14 disciples in Jiange, but there are only three female disciples, so I don’t want the younger disciples anymore."

The third brother was stunned after listening, and said with a wry smile: "It's just because of this?"

Second Senior Sister shook her head gently, and said: "I don't want her to make a choice that disobeys her own heart. This is not good for her swordsmanship. You should be very clear that any cracks in the early stages of cultivation will be in the future. It may become a huge crack."

Senior Brother San smiled, thinking that I am really a Junior Brother... No, Junior Brother thank you.

"Anyway, you will teach her in the future, it's all up to you."

"Hmm."

"When the Seventh Junior Brother comes back, I will go and see him. If the closed disciple has been found, Lao Ba should also come back from the Tianban..."

Senior Sister listened, and nodded: "Well, you should pay more attention, don't let his sword heart be flawed, I would like to see that woman too, and see what she is coming from."

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Ning Xiaoling's practice these days is always difficult to calm down.

She often has the piercing and piercing cry of the feather snake in her mind.

It confided a terrifying secret to itself, and then died.

But what does the existence of Mingjun Tianzang have to do with him? She's just a little girl who hasn't stopped growing.

Will the Scourge really come?

Ning Xiaoling put her arm softly, looked at the crooked handwriting on the note, wondered about the swordsmanship, and wondered who helped her...

Recently, she always records some of the difficult questions she thinks in a notebook.

Then wait until no one is in the wooden hall, and put the booklet on the most prominent place on the table.

Every time after she comes back, she reopens the booklet, she will be pleasantly surprised to find that the booklet has already answered her questions.

The answer is as ugly and kind as ever.

She is very curious, who is this supernatural dragon without seeing the head and tail.

One time, she put the booklet on the table and went out, then hid behind a big rock and stared at the wooden hall.

She never saw anyone in.

But when she went back, she found that the answer was already written in the booklet.

The whole room was empty, only the white cat was lying on the table and fell asleep.

Ning Xiaoling woke up and listened, "Did you see anyone coming in? Just did you see anyone writing in my book..."

The fish king meowed.

Ning Xiaoling absent-mindedly said: "Oh, you don't know, you lazy cat, you know how to eat dried fish and sleep!"

Speaking of this, Ning Xiaoling suddenly covered her lips and muttered to herself softly: "No... it won't be the brother... The soul of the brother has always been with me..."

She looked around and yelled two softly brothers.

No one answered.

The sense of loss came from my heart.

The King Fish looked at her like a fool.

It sighed meowly, got up, jumped from the table into the hole in the table, and continued to sleep.

But before he closed his eyes, he suddenly jumped out of the hole in the table.

"Dily listen, what's wrong with you?" Ning Xiaoling looked at its abnormal behavior, a little scared.

The King Fish raised his head and looked out the window, his hair exploded.

After a short while, the earth began to shake.