Beyond the Divine States Chapter 298: : Deal with Mingjun

Ning Xiaoling's petite body sits in a huge throne, like a nether princess.

Ning Changjiu helped her tidy up her dress, and the skirt was neatly spread on the slender thighs. The dust and blood stains on the dress were extracted with spiritual power, and gently brushed off, turning into dust and dissipating in the dark .

The girl held the knife in her hand tightly, but her eyebrows were quiet, motionless, like a delicate porcelain doll, which was allowed to be manipulated.

In the silent hall, Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly and smiled.

He never thought that they would meet in such a place and in this way.

The dark sea that once contained all spirits has lost its source, and it has become the Dead Sea, silent and desolate like a real cemetery, and there are no worshippers.

Ning Changjiu looked at her, his gaze shifted down, and landed on the blood-red sword.

"Shen Tu?" Ning Changjiu recognized it at first glance.

At the beginning, Zhao Xianger had forged imitations of Shentu in Zhao's Vermillion Bird World, and he still remembers it.

Ning Changjiu looked at this ancient sword. The blade was slender, the blade surface was like water, and the **** light was faint. The curve of the blade was very light, and the tip had been broken. If it is intact, it should be graceful like the tip of a girl's hair.

Although this knife has gone through the divine battles of the ages, the sharpest part of the blade has obvious damage and curling, but it is still beautiful. It is conceivable that the wearer of it may be a poet among the chants.

His hand touched the blade.

Before entering here, Si Ming told him that what he saw was not the real world of the underworld. This temple was just a remnant of the dark sea. The real underworld was hidden in the depths of the spirit, triggering Its only solution is "death."

Ning Changjiu pinched Shentu's sharp edge with his fingers, and extracted a little blood from it like a cocoon.

Bloodlight is near the neck.

The meaning of death unfolds.

Ning Changjiu stopped in time.

Boom!

The line of sight suddenly changed.

He is still in the Hall of the Underworld, with blood stains and the remnants of the quill's twisting soul remaining on the ground, and the smell of blood flows along the floor tiles, until it suddenly appears in the abyss behind the hall.

The hall of the underworld leans toward the abyss.

An irresistible force pushed him, sliding down the slope.

……

Bang.

Thunder blew in the sky, and the heavy rain poured down. They collided and shattered in the air, splashing into a misty fog in the air.

Ning Changjiu raised his head and looked at the very different scenes around him.

He stretched out his hand, and raindrops hit his fingertips, feeling clammy and real.

"Is this purgatory?" Ning Chang looked around for a long time.

This is a barren mountain. Almost all the surrounding barren mountains have been broken. The black peaks have been turned into huge broken rocks. These rocks are piled up, like the ones that have been repeatedly burned by the fire. city.

There is still fire remaining in those cracks.

This is not a real-world fire, but a legendary ghost fire. The flames of the ghost fire are immortal in the heavy rain. It burns very slowly, like a sleeping kid, so quiet, but people dare not approach it.

Ning Changjiu walked forward in a world where water and fire blended together.

"Hello, saint." A skeletal old man approached.

Ning Changjiu looked at him.

The old man did not appear out of thin air. He was standing on the side of the road before, like a burnt old tree. He didn't recognize him at first sight.

"Hello." Ning Changjiu's words were a little jerky.

The old man with a skull head asked: "Are you here to save us?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "Sorry, I just came to find someone."

"Looking for someone?" The old man with skull head joyfully said: "Then you are here to save us."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Why do you say that?"

The old man with the skull head said: "The person you are looking for is a little girl in a white dress."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Yes."

The old man with the skull head said: "She is in the palace at the end of this road. As long as you keep moving forward, you can see."

Ning Changjiu asked: "It's that simple?"

"Yes, young man." The skull-headed old man seemed to be smiling, but his face looked like a skull, so the smile seemed gloomy.

Ning Changjiu thanked him, he curiously asked: "How can I save you?"

The old man with the skull head said: "Open up this sky, we can go out and return to the real star sea, instead of sinking into it forever."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Do you know where you are?"

The old man skeleton nodded and said: "Of course I know that this is a sinful and unreasonable world. I only figured out this five hundred years ago. At that time, I devoted myself to delving into the sea of ​​thorns. I concluded that there are seventy-six rules about the sea of ​​thorns, and I am preparing to gradually classify them into a unified group. A remnant soul coming in from the outside tells me..."

The old man skeleton seemed to think of his sadness and couldn't bear to say it.

Ning Changjiu curiously asked: "What did I tell you?"

The old man with skulls pointed at the piled rocks and said: "She told me that in the outside world, water and fire are incompatible."

Ning Changjiu looked at the unquenchable stone fire splashed by the rainstorm, was silent for a long time, and asked: "You didn't come from the outside world?"

The old man skeleton said: "I am an aboriginal here, a soul-condensed creature created in the world of the underworld. Unlike those foreign souls, I know a lot of knowledge from birth."

Ning Changjiu immediately thought of Si Ming.

Siming is the result of her fetal spirit practice bred in the kingdom of God in the old days.

The Kingdom of God is like a small world, with its own ability to nurture life. It is said that Mingguo was formed after Mingjun died, even if it is broken, it still has the power to conceive living beings.

The old man skeleton recalled what happened back then, and said: "I have studied the sea of ​​thorns for a hundred years, only to realize that it is just an absurd imagination of Master Mingjun's confusion after his death. Its end is chaos instead of hope. It doesn’t make any sense to study it... Just like this road, every 100 steps there will be a copper pillar headlight, from here to the end, without exception. But this does not represent the truth of the world, the rest of the world There is no lamppost in the place..."

"I used to enshrine it as the truth and believe it for a hundred years." The Old Skeleton sighed as he recalled the vigorous years.

Ning Changjiu said: "No matter how broken it is, it will be a world after all. After returning to Linghai, there is really nothing left."

The old man Skull said: "The meaning of life is to find meaning, and the meaning of death is to return to reality."

Ning Changjiu said: "You are like a scholar."

The old man Skull said: "Because Lord Mingjun is a poet."

"Ms. Ming is still alive?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The old man Skull said: "Yes...no, anyway, you will see her soon, along the way, you can see many stone tablets, all of which are poems by Master Mingjun." /

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The rain continued to fall, and there was occasional thunder in the sky, but there was no electric light.

Ning Changjiu looked around.

In the surrounding rocks, black flowers bloomed one after another.

The old man skeleton stopped, bent down his thin body, bit a dark flower, and swallowed it down.

"What are you doing?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The old man Skull said: "This is the flower of darkness, it is a life-sustaining thing. Today is very lucky. You have to find one for a long time in the past... You should be a lucky person."

"Is it delicious?" Ning Changjiu asked casually.

The old man skeleton said: "I can't taste it."

Ning Changjiu looked around. As the old man said, a lamp post appeared every 100 steps. This lamp post was very strange. No matter how big you took, it would always appear at one hundred steps.

Ning Changjiu said: "This is purgatory?"

The old man nodded: "Isn't this scary?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the desolation washed by the rain. It was like a cemetery filled with green smoke. At best, it can only remind people of the haunts of little ghosts. It is difficult to imagine the great terror hidden. There was smoke billowing in the distance, like boiling water, gurgling towards the chaotic sky.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Where is the scary?"

The old man skeleton sighed: "It's scary and desperate...you'll know it later."

The old man walked forward with Ning Changjiu.

"Have you been here waiting for me?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Yes, the saint." The old man skeleton said: "The great existence in the underworld makes me wait for you, and take you to the underworld to prevent you from getting lost here."

Lost?

Ning Changjiu was a little confused.

The old man with skulls seems to act as a guide, but the road is straight. No matter how you look at it, people who are road-blind don’t seem to get lost.

Along the way, Ning Changjiu saw many souls again.

They wander in this world, most of them don't have legs, but a bunch of smoke-like objects with a pointed end. They are floating at low altitude.

"This is purgatory." The skeleton old man pointed to the distance and said: "These people call themselves the Destroyed Sect. They built a city of stones, and the whole city is a cannon chamber. The shaped spheres are shot out and high into the air. Each of these spheres has been polished for decades, so every time one is thrown, it is decades of effort."

Ning Changjiu asked: "What is their purpose? Is it war?"

The old man skeleton said: "War is a thing of the past hundreds of years. Many of the remnants who entered here at that time died in the war."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Then what are they doing? Breaking the sky?"

"Yes." The skeleton old man said: "They want to blast a hole in the sky... But it is impossible."

Ning Changjiu nodded in agreement.

This is the sea of ​​spirit, and thinking is endless.

They continue to move forward.

Ning Changjiu saw a huge copper pillar machine again, which was somewhat similar to Zhang Heng's armillary sphere.

The old man skeleton said: "This is Xianzong. Their overlord is a witch. They are different from the ambitious Shattered Sect. They want to use artificial stars to call for the arrival of the outer gods."

Ning Chang thought for a long time, knowing that the underworld is under the pressure of the entire ancient spirit school, and the message conveyed by the rituals inside can not even reach the underworld outside, let alone the outside.

The armillary sphere rotates in the rain. It does not rotate naturally, but a few wild ghosts are dragging it. The wild ghosts are wrapped in chains and posture like a grind donkey. Those chains have been deeply squeezed into their bones, and from time to time, wild ghosts can't support them. They fall in the air and turn into a pool of bones. Soon a new ghost was pushed up with chains and took over its original position.

Their efforts are also in vain.

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head and walked forward in silence.

The skeleton old man pointed to the neat array in front, and said: "This is King Killing Sect. As the name suggests, they are going to kill King Ming."

"Kill Mingjun?" Ning Changjiu asked, "Isn't Mingjun the master here?"

The old man skeleton said: "They think that King Ming is guarding the patio leading to the outside world, so they are going to kill King Ming and replace it. They have been training soldiers for these years, and they will wait until the number of people reaches 300,000. Send troops to advance toward the palace of the underworld."

Ning Changjiu said: "Just train under Ming Jun's nose like this?"

The skeleton old man nodded and said: "The king doesn't care about this."

Ning Changjiu said: "This is also the world. What is the difference in living here? Why do you have to go out?"

The old man skeleton said: "Because the end is near, if you don't go out, everyone will die. There is a stone stele outside the Hall of the Underworld, which records the year of the end... So the war has stopped long ago. Everyone is looking for a way to escape."

Ning Changjiu nodded thoughtfully.

He doesn't want to listen to this anymore, because the closer he gets to the Underworld, the more confused his heart is.

They have walked past many stone tablets. It is said that the long poems of King Ming are recorded on those stone tablets.

Ning Changjiu said: "Do you know the characters on the stele?"

The old man Skull said: "The young people now can't read words, but we still know them."

Ning Changjiu said: "What kind of story do these steles tell?"

The old man skeleton replied: "It is about the arrival of the great Mingjun to the world, what he has seen and heard and...the final demise over the centuries."

Ning Changjiu asked: "How did King Ming finally perish?"

The old man skeleton replied: "The sky is covered, and the monarch has severed contact with the rest of the gods. They lost their power and created a gap between each other. Then, an existence who became a dark lord by the dark lord descended... Well, here we are."

The Old Man Skeleton didn't say any more, he stopped, and leaned his thin body against the magnificent palace in front of him.

"My lord, I have come to guide you the saint." The old skeleton skull came piously.

A gust of wind blew from the temple, and the old man with skull head disappeared.

Before the old man disappeared, he suddenly showed a weird smile. He whispered: "Holy, you look back, don't you think that the world here is essentially the same as the outside of you?"

Ning Changjiu looked back at the sound.

The sky was darkened with smoke and dust, and the smoke was everywhere.

The end is approaching, and under the dark sky, people are struggling hopelessly in vain.

Is this the same as the outside world...?

Ning Changjiu was a little shaken about the beauty outside.

He looked at the stone stele in front of the temple. The number on the stele read three hundred.

Three hundred days.

The wind came round and round, like a hand, pushing Ning Changjiu forward.

Ning Changjiu crossed the stone steps and walked into the hall.

The Underworld in the outside world is incomparable to this one. If this Underworld is an iceberg, then the previous one is just the remains of the tip of the iceberg.

Ning Changjiu walked into the hall.

He ignored the glaze-like illusion and beauty of his surroundings, and walked toward the depths of the hall.

In the depths, what he saw again exceeded his expectations.

He originally thought that this was a story of a brother saving a sister, but in the depths, he saw the beautiful girl in white skirt sitting on the throne, looking at him with a smile, beside her, the snake bone was Ji's waiter bowed his head humbly.

On the pillar behind the throne, the bones of a feathered serpent are entwined.

Behind the huge body of the feather snake, a bunch of wing bones are as thin as a sword blade.

"Senior brother." Ning Xiaoling looked at him, smiled, and tears filled her curled eyes.

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"Brother, I knew you would come." Ning Xiaoling said: "I'm afraid you will get lost, so I made the only road so straight. I will keep you hundreds of miles away from this road. They are listed as forbidden places. So... you can find me."

"The gods here have been killed by me, and now I am the new gods here, so brother... don't be afraid." Ning Xiaoling said with a smile.

Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly, without any touch on her face: "Don't pretend."

Ning Xiaoling was taken aback, and said: "Brother...what's wrong with you?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "Are you Mingjun or White Fox?"

Ning Xiaoling looked at him for a while and asked: "How did you know?"

Ning Changjiu learned of Si Ming's hard work. If he hadn't carefully sensed Ning Xiaoling's breath in advance, then he might have been deceived this time.

"Senior brother will never fail to recognize the younger sister." Ning Changjiu said.

The **** the throne stood up. She suddenly changed her appearance and said, "Oh, her mouth is so sweet. It's no wonder that this silly girl was so coaxed by you, and her last obsession never extinguished." /

The last obsession?

Ning Changjiu's fist between the sleeves of his clothes clenched instantly.

The girl smiled and said: "Don't worry, she is not dead. As long as you promise me and do things for me, she can live well."

Ning Changjiu asked: "What do you want me to do?"

The girl said: "Kill a traitor for me, kill her, and I will return your junior sister to you."

"What traitor?" Ning Changjiu continued to ask.

"Wild River Dragon Sparrow...Well, she should be called Suzaku now." The girl replied.

Ning Changjiu pondered for a moment, and said: "In the beginning, the Wild River Dragon Sparrow was an enemy of Heaven. If you are related to the Emperor Ming, then you and the Dragon Sparrow should also be an endless enemy?"

"You know a lot..." The girl said: "But you don't have to follow my history. You just need to tell me, can you kill it?"

"No." Ning Changjiu shook his head.

This has little to do with Xiang'er, no matter what he thinks, it doesn't prevent him from being an opponent of Suzaku God.

If the girl had expected it, she said: "Then the difficulty will be lower. You take me out of here, okay?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "What should I do?"

The girl smiled and said: "It's very simple, darkness is a sea. If you want to cross the sea, your body is a kayak. Your junior is the best kayak. Take me for a ride when you take her away. Wait After going out, I will return your junior sister to you."

Ning Changjiu said: "Do you want to be a parasite too?"

The girl angrily said: "Don't compare the **** with such a despicable life."

"But what you do is the same."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this." The girl said: "Anyway, would you like it?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I want to see my junior sister first."

The girl uttered, reluctantly: "At that time, your junior was fighting with a group of big snakes and was dying. If she had my authority, she would definitely not be accepted by the underworld, she would have long since turned into a ghost I was arrested by the witch of Xianzong to pull the armillary sphere. Therefore, I am her savior."

Ning Changjiu frowned and said: "You...are Mingjun?"

The girl turned around and asked angrily: "Why look at me like this? Don't I look like it?"

Ning Changjiu was silent for a moment: "Isn't Mingjun the husband of Tianzang?"

The girl faintly said: "The gods can only guarantee that they will not die, but they cannot guarantee their gender."

"Are you really a poet?" Ning Changjiu asked again.

The girl turned her head angrily: "So like to reveal short stories?"

Ning Changjiu said: "This is not a shortcoming."

The girl stood with her hands in her hands. Although she was petite, she stood very prestigious. She coldly said: "It's not worth mentioning, but it was just to fool Tianzang that stupid woman."

Speaking, the girl walked towards the back of the palace with Ning Changjiu.

On the way, she couldn't help but asked coldly: "Then... have you read the poems?"

Ning Changjiu said: "The stone steles on the road are all, of course I have seen them."

The girl seemed to ask at random: "How's it writing?"

"..." Ning Changjiu thought, Master Mingjun, are you asking me to praise you?

"Written...very poetic." Ning Changjiu was inconsistent.

The girl sneered: "What kind of costume? You can't read at all!"

"..." Ning Changjiu was speechless.

"But it's okay, one day you will learn the ghost words, and then you will feel the beauty of them." The girl said.

Ning Changjiu couldn't help but ask: "Are you really Mingjun?"

"Are you despising my majesty?" the girl asked.

Ning Changjiu didn't know what to say, only felt that all the depression of feelings along the way, seemed to be emptied by Mingjun's image.

The people of Mingguo have such a monarch, so it's no wonder they experience such a difficult life.

The girl said: "Accurately speaking, I am not the King Ming in your mouth, you can call me... King Ming II."

"Hello girl II." Ning Changjiu was quite courteous.

He knows that no matter how harmless this little girl is, what she holds in her hand is the power that destroys the city and the country at every turn.

In the depths of the temple, the girl stopped.

She pushed open the door of the temple. Behind the door is... a stone mountain?

"This is a cage." The girl was afraid that Ning Chang would not know him for a long time, and took the initiative to introduce: "Your junior is in a cage, you need to find her by yourself."

Ning Changjiu pretended to be difficult. While he said that it was difficult, he walked towards the cage.

"Hold on." The girl stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The girl said: "You have to give something to get a chance to open the stone prison."

Ning Changjiu is no stranger to this. On the streets of Zhao Guo, he has seen a few rows of items with different values ​​on the streets and then spent money to buy copper rings to wear them.

Ning Changjiu asked: "What do you need from me?"

The girl said without hesitation: "Xianjuan."

The answer was within Ning Changjiu's expectation.

This is what Mingjun has.

Ning Changjiu gave out Xianjuan.

"Your junior is hard to find, um...do you need to buy ten copies in one go?" the girl asked.

"No need." Ning Changjiu refused.

The girl smiled and took the Xianjuan... first got the most important thing, and then slowly exploited him until he was only left with a pair of bones. Hmph, I don’t believe that he can pick it once...

Ning Changjiu walked down the stone steps calmly.

He stood behind the Hall of the Underworld, looking at one stone gate after another.

They are like shrines full of souls, waiting silently for their opening.

He found the familiar perception in his mind.

The wind in the Hall of Hades blew back and forth, raising his white clothes.

He came to a stone gate and gently stretched out his hand.

The girl who claims to be Mingjun II sharpened her eyes.

"Wait!" The girl wanted to stop him.

Ning Changjiu has already pushed in.

There was a moonlike white light in the door.

A sleeping, ignorant soul was embraced by him. The curled soul had been throbbing and restless, but now when he was in his arms, it calmed down, as if falling asleep.

It is Ning Xiaoling.

"How... possible?" The girl was puzzled.

She regretted a little after she finished speaking.

He is the second king of the underworld, and should be an all-knowing and all-powerful god. This question seems to be very weak.

Ning Changjiu, holding Ning Xiaoling’s soul, said: "Thank you, Girl II, for letting our brothers and sisters meet again."

The girl tightened her lips, her expression struggling and said: "No, come over again, you must have used shameless means!"

Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly.

Shura's Law Body outlines a light that swallows the darkness behind him.

The girl stared at Shura's Dharma Body, and she was terrified.

In the world of Luoshu, Ning Changjiu has proved that Shura, who has condensed spiritual power, is almost invincible in the spiritual world.

What's more, he could also see that this self-proclaimed King Hades II is not in good condition.

This is also one of the signs that the end is coming.

Ning Changjiu walked forward with Shura Law Body.

The girl stretched out her hand and said: "Wait!"

"What else is the second generation girl?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The girl said: "I came with your younger sister, and there is a cat! I want to come to your younger sister to cherish this cat very much."

Ning Changjiu thought of the cat's paw print on the note and nodded thoughtfully.

The girl scratched it casually, and took out the cat from another stone gate.

"If you want to redeem this cat, exchange it for the golden giant behind you." The girl said.

Ning Changjiu looked at the cat.

The cat looked at Ning Changjiu.

So... it's you? !

Actually...is it you? !

We are speechless.

"Fish..." Ning Changchang hesitated to call his name.

A glimmer of hope ignited in the fish king's heart: "The fish I want?"

Ning Changjiu looked at Mingjun II, shook his head and said, "I don't want it."

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