Beyond the Divine States Chapter 306: : The arrogant Si Ming sister
Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia heard this answer, and their minds fluctuated.
Ning Changjiu had inferred several people about the fallen lord five hundred years ago, but never thought that the fallen lord was talking about a saint.
The same is true for Lu Jiajia.
When she asked Si Ming, she was only out of curiosity, thinking it was a shocking secret, and never thought the answer was so simple.
But this is also a blind spot for thinking.
But since the saint is already the supreme lord of the country, why should he rebel? What is he resisting?
They are thinking, Si Ming has faintly opened his lips, and said:
"Now there is a Lingxu Pavilion on the Peak of Remnant Hope in Middle-earth. A few months ago, I visited Middle-earth by myself, but the mountain is deserted and the pavilion is broken. There are statues of saints inside. It is said to be the last of Zhongtu, with a stone tablet beside it. It is said that it is a saint’s handwritten last word, which is cut through the ground. I have not seen the opening of the Kunlun character, and the writing behind it is difficult to distinguish."
Si Ming slowly recalled, his eyes fell between the cups of tea, and the plain words seemed to carry other, hidden emotions.
Ning Changjiu has countless questions: "Didn’t it mean that the Lord of the Kingdom of God cannot leave his Kingdom of God? How did the saint come out? Was he finally killed by the Lei Prison?"
Siming listened to his doubts, his index and middle fingers rubbed his head helplessly, and sighed: "My kingdom of God was destroyed seven hundred years ago. You care about the saints, but you don't care about me. ?"
Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly, and asked: "Could it be that you want us to help you restore your country?"
"This is not necessary." Si Ming said: "When that year of the Kingdom of God arrives, I will feel it. As for whether I can go back... I'll talk about it then."
She took a sip of tea and smiled and said: "As for your questions, it is difficult for me to say clearly. After all, I haven't witnessed the rest of the matter with my own eyes. All the origins are only my inferences. The inability of the Lord of the Kingdom of God to leave the Kingdom of God is not true According to the iron law, it is said that now a certain country lord can leave his country with special magical powers. As for Lei Lao..."
Si Ming shook his head and said: "Broken into the kingdom of Lei Lao alone. I was shocked when I heard about this in Luo Shu, but since the saint can do this, I don’t believe that Lei Lao can win. Kill it. Among the twelve kings, Lei Lao’s combat power alone is already top-notch, but I always feel that the real goal of the saint is not the lord of the kingdom of God."
"Not the Lord of the Kingdom of God?" Ning Changjiu was slightly startled, and the word'Dark Lord' flashed past in his mind.
The only thing he knew that could possibly surpass the kingdom of God was in Mingjun's mouth, the Dark Lord who had obscured the sky and blocked the return of the six gods in the early days.
Ning Changjiu can't imagine so far, what a terrifying existence it would be to be able to reach the point of a dark master.
It... is it possible to be defeated?
Ning Changjiu feels restless.
Siming lightly touched the head, she didn't know about the existence of the dark master, but when she was a priest, she had really come into contact with the so-called "world". She has long forgotten what she saw behind Jin Mang, but the creepy shudder has made her unforgettable to this day.
Lu Jiajia asked curiously: "Which Kingdom of God was the sister Xueci in the past? Didn't my sister remember at all?"
"I can't remember." Si Ming said: "But compared to this, I am still more curious...the one who killed the lord."
Siming didn't have any specific impressions of that woman. She only slowly remembered the monstrous bright moon in recent years.
The moon descends like a huge sword through the sky, and the majestic picture of the world sprinkled with silver powder has always been her nightmare.
Ning Changjiu looked at Si Mingjing's kneeling appearance and knew what she was thinking.
At the beginning of the sinner’s torture, when he and Siming were in the game, she knew that the scene of the death of the God Lord was a lingering black mark for her.
"What do you want to say?" Si Ming suddenly raised his head, looked straight ahead, and looked into Ning Changjiu's eyes.
"Nothing." Ning Chang thought about the master's affairs for a long time, but he stopped talking, he slowly said: "I just want to ask, do you know the specific identity of the saint?"
Siming smiled and said: "Although I have not experienced the catastrophe, the identity of the saint is really not a secret. After all, one of the twelve kings back then had a realm far superior to the others. Of the eleven gods."
"Which one?" Ning Changjiu couldn't help Nai's curiosity.
Lu Jiajia and Ning Xiaoling stared at her attentively.
Siming hesitated for a moment, but chose to say that name.
"He is..."
The words of Si Ming came out.
Kang Dang.
On the clear sky outside the window, a thunder slammed down through the sky.
Behind Ning Xiaoling, Dianguang came earlier. The windows were shining like dazzling golden paste, all the window paper burned out in an instant, the overflowing electric current rushed into the house, and the porcelain and utensils all over the house made sharp and sizzling noises. It looked like a distorted face of a little ghost, sending out threatening warnings to them.
Si Ming flicks his sleeves to disperse the world and kills the world, Lu Jiajia expands the sword field and barely refracts the glare.
Ning Changjiu immediately reached out and put the little fox in his arms.
Si Ming was silent.
After a long time, the thunderstorm was completely eliminated.
"It's okay." Ning Changjiu looked at them with a solemn expression.
Si Ming shook his head lightly.
Although this warning thunder is shocking, it also proves in disguise that his conjecture is correct.
It's just that the identity of the saint seems to be far more important than she thought...the power of authority can't actually act as a barrier.
Ning Changjiu smoothed Ning Xiaoling's blasted hair, and comforted: "Don't be afraid of Xiaoling."
The current Ning Xiaoling has an instinctive fear of thunder and lightning. Her hair exploded, and her claws weakly rested on the senior, shaking constantly.
The discussion about the saint and the lord stopped tacitly.
The existence of that level is far beyond their current realm.
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The next few days were very calm.
The dusk that enveloped the ancient Lingzong has completely dissipated, and the sun has been splashing between the ten peaks for a long time. Across the mountain gates, I only feel warm and warm, forgetting that it is still winter.
The fish king is lying at the door, with green vegetables in his mouth, his eyes are green, and his look is wilting.
It watched Ning Xiaoling happily jumping around in the sun, sighed, and said, "Master Ning, can you help me find Yu Jin and talk about it... I want to go to Yu Jin's house. Door."
"You are not a dog, what door do you look at?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
The King of Fish said in grief: "I am not a dog. How can a dog eat vegetables and leaves all day long!"
Ning Xiaoling said helplessly: "Who made you offend the benefactor sister, the benefactor sister is amazing, even the brother is a little afraid of her... I have to feel wronged and listened to Xiaodi."
The King Fish sighed, swallowed a mouthful of green cabbage leaves, and lay on the ground like a poison.
"Oh, Xiaoling, you don't help me now. When that woman bullies you one day, you will find that there is no one behind you." Yuwang said earnestly.
Ning Xiaoling heard the word bully, and subconsciously hugged her most sensitive tail.
She stubbornly said: "Benefactor sister is kind to me, how can she bully me?"
The fish king sneered, lazily basking in the sun, and stopped talking.
The disciples passing by looked at the vegetable leaves in its pot, and then looked at the white cat that looked like an old monk in a certain way, and they all admired each one.
"I didn't expect cats to start eating fast and reciting Buddha these years."
"It...is this practicing Zen?"
"Weird things."
"Ah, is this cat raised by Yu Jin's family? It's the cat that got a perfect score..."
"It seems to be a bit similar to the legend, why don't you go to Yuling to ask?"
"Where does it look like? Junior sister Yu Jin's cat is fat, this one is so thin, it doesn't look like it."
The King Fish listened to their conversation, his ears moved, and he became more sorrowful and angry, thinking that you would even try to eat seven-day cabbage leaves...
When the fish king listened to his upset, he just wanted to take a quiet nap, so he spoke in a decent way, chanting: "The Dharma is boundless."
The cat spoke.
The rest of the disciples were taken aback.
The female disciple took the lead in reacting: "Zongli has entered the monster..."
She screamed and ran away.
The rest of the disciples also dispersed.
But the fish king is no longer sleepy.
It slowly got up from the ground.
"The Dharma is boundless..." It recalled the four words it had just unintentionally uttered, and thought of a certain rumor, it became more and more frightened.
The cry of the underworld echoed over and over again, as if it would never stop.
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Behind the ancient Lingzong, there is a lot of aura, hanging over the cliffs, turning waterfalls down.
Lu Jiajia sits quietly by the pool, with loose snow clothes, hanging hair, and Gu Jing's posture and shadow swaying like a lotus in the misty moisture.
She sits cross-legged, her fingers forming a trick like a crane dancing, her eyes falling on the cliff rock are slightly confused, she stretches out a hand, the fingers between the wide sleeves are like a pen, light A light flick fell on the blank part of the cliff, as if to solve a difficult problem.
At the two ends of the waterfall, she engraved the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Oracle and the spiritual arts of the Ancient Lingzong on one side, looking at the incompleteness between them, looking for a way to piece them together.
Lu Jiajia had to admit that the founder of Mu Lingtong and Yujian Tianzong was indeed a genius.
If it hadn't been for Luo Shu Zhongsi to break the flaws in her swordsmanship, she would never have realized that the swordsmanship she had cultivated was actually incomplete.
Now, even if the complete swordsmanship is in front of him, Lu Jiajia still can't find a way to solve the problem in a short time.
Fortunately, Ning Changjiu told herself that Xiaoling's swordsmanship was solved with the help of the fish king, otherwise she would be ashamed as Xiaoling's master.
Although it is a virtue not to be ashamed to ask, she still wants to maintain in Xiaoling's heart the image of herself that has collapsed a lot.
It's just that the more impatient, the more difficult it is to solve the problem.
The most hateful thing is that there are people who are always going to bother you when you are meditation.
Behind him, the sound of thin grass running over came softly.
Even if the waterfall roared, it couldn't hide the sound.
A pair of snow-white feet walked past the grass, gently stepping on the path paved with slabs, clearly walking in the dust, but they seem to be walking outside the world, and the jade feet are not stained.
Today, Si Ming wore a loose white suit. The white suit was like a yukata, with bare arms and shoulders. His beautiful back was also exposed, and his flesh and blood were uniform, beautiful and difficult to say.
"Married to marry my younger sister, haven't understood yet?" Si Ming smiled and sat down beside Lu Jiajia.
Lu Jiama's clothes are decent, and the sitting posture is elegant, which is a completely different contrast with the appearance of Si Mingqing and Mei.
Lu Jiajia glanced at the white skirt Si Ming wore today. The white skirt was tight and only reached the knees. Her tight calves were shining brightly in the sun, and her bent toes touched the spring water. Washing lightly on the water.
Don't say it's other people, even Lu Jiajia's heart can't help but beat faster.
Siming looked at the elegant woman next to her, and felt pleasing to the eyes of the shame that had appeared on her cold face.
The two impure thoughts are sitting by the waterfall.
Faced with Si Ming’s question, Lu Jiajia was unwilling to show weakness, and said: "I have already penetrated it, but at this moment, I am just wondering if there is another mystery. After all, Mu Lingtong is suspicious by nature, so I have to be more precautionary." /
"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Si Ming said suddenly: "I just thought, these two hours have passed. With the wisdom of marrying a younger sister, how could it be impossible to solve it."
Lu Jiajia said indifferently: "Sister Xueci is too worried."
Si Ming reached out his hand and clicked on the faint mole of tears in the corner of her eye, and said: "You are so happy to marry a younger sister, do you dare to talk to me in this tone? Oh, that's right, we in Luo Shu When you are alone, you are obedient to me. A few days ago, before Ning returned for a long time, you were very obedient and obedient in front of me. How come your husband came back and the mistress’s frame was upright. Yes?"
Lu Jiamarry was slightly ashamed when she heard the words, her eyelashes were light, and she defended: "When Luo Shu was not a sister Xueci lied to me, a few days ago...you humiliated me in front of Xiaoling, this matter , How can I give up?"
"Insult to you?" Si Ming asked in return, and said innocently: "Where is it? Is it possible that you still want to conceal the things between you and Ning Changji? Anyway, you have to say it sooner or later, it is better to be happy, not to mention it. You are not too young anymore, do you really think you, a master, are smarter than that stupid girl?"
"You..." Lu Jiajia was questioned by the other party, but didn't know how to refute it. Besides, the other party's question seems to be reasonable...
Siming Chengsheng pursued: "I always think about marrying my sister. In front of Xiaoling, I didn't say many things. You should thank me."
"Shut up!" Lu Jiajia scolded.
"You?" Si Ming sighed: "Oh, I have helped you so much, but you can't bear to even call your sister. It's really chilling."
Lu Jiajia lowered his head angrily and said nothing.
Sister Xueci is a senior in her heart, and she respects her. But now that I know many things between her and Ning Changjiu, this sister can hardly say anything.
Si Ming said: "What's wrong? Angry?"
"No." Lu Jiajia said indifferently: "I am an ordinary sword, how can I dare to be angry with the priest?"
"The ordinary sword?" Si Ming leaned forward gently, and looked at Lu Marriage's cold and soft face.
Lu Jiajia closed his eyes to practice, meditating on swordsmanship, and was unmoved by the frivolity of his life.
Si Ming looked at her shiny ears, leaned closer, exhaled like blue: "How can there be such a common sword in the world, I am afraid it is not a thief who throws a fairy skin, come, peel it and let me see, this pair Which immortal cave mansion did you steal your body from?"
The warm and humid air sprayed on Lu Jiajia's earlobe.
Lu Jiama's body trembled slightly, but saw that Si Ming was already attached, his fingers bent like a hook, showing a fierce appearance, like a wolf leaping towards its prey.
"Hey, stop making trouble..." Lu Jiajia reached out and pushed her away.
Si Ming grabbed her finger and grabbed the catkin in his hand.
Lu's marriage is very helpless. I thought, Sister Xue Ci, you have lived more than a thousand years old. How come you are more naive than Xiaoling.
"Ah..." Lu Jiajia called out suddenly.
Between Si Ming gently held the fingertips of her right hand, pressed under her lips, biting between her teeth, smiling brightly.
Lu Jia Jia Qiao blushed and wanted to withdraw his finger: "What are you doing..."
Si Ming let go, smiled and said: "Now your husband is back, this slender finger has no use for it, it's a pity."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Lu Jia married Yinya clenching tightly, completely angry.
She had a thought, and wanted to activate the tattoo, but Si Ming had expected it and used her realm to suppress her thought.
"You...Ning will not let you go for a long time." Lu Jiajia's words revealed a little grievance.
Simming said: "This is to encourage you to practice hard and enter the Five Paths as soon as possible."
"Liar." Even though Lu Jiamarried said that, she was actually inspired. As long as she can step into the five realms, she will no longer have to be bullied by the secretary... This kind of thinking sounds like a contradiction between the little girl's family, but it is her sincere belief at the moment.
The two people's minds were sawing, and Xiaoling came hopping around.
In the past two days, she has gradually adapted to walking on four legs, jumping and jumping like an arrogant rabbit that will be caught by an eagle at any time.
"Master~"
Ning Xiaoling ran in happily, with nine tails shaking happily.
By the waterfall, Ning Xiaoling stopped.
She looked at Li Ying, who was wearing a white dress by Si Ming, and took two steps back in shock, "Benefactor sister, you are here too..."
Si Ming looked at her with a smile, and said: "Xiaoling, you are here."
Ning Xiaoling trembled, her nine tails shrunk into one, silently hiding under her lower abdomen.
Si Ming looked at her appearance, smiled, and beckoned: "Come here, sister won't catch your tail."
"Oh...Sister, you count the words." Ning Xiaoling was suspicious and was forced to walk over.
She looked at Master's reddish cheeks and realized that Master could not protect herself.
"Xiaoling, I have seen you running around outside these days, even if you are now a little fox, you can't slack in cultivation." Si Ming ordered.
Ning Xiaoling lowered her head to admit her mistake: "Well, I see."
Si Ming glanced at Lu Jiajia, and said: "Your master's sword skills seem to have something wrong with your comprehension, please help your master."
"No problem." Lu Jiajia immediately denied.
Ning Xiaoling also said: "Master is so powerful, where can I get my turn to teach?"
Lu married to marrying noncommittal.
Simming said: "Then I will test the marriage. If it fails, I will teach you for your husband."
Lu Jiajia stared at her in protest.
If she really said that, in front of Xiaoling, she would have no face left.
Nowadays, when Ning Changjiu is not around, can she really have to let her dominate...
Lu Jia married quite helpless.
Ning Xiaoling is very protective of Master, she begged: "Benefactor sister, don't bully Master, you can beat Xiaoling."
Speaking, she stood upright and spread out her soft, fluffy little paws.
Si Ming squeezed her hand and smiled: "I never hit the palm of your master's hand."
Ning Xiaoling nodded blankly, thinking that she had misunderstood the benefactor's sister, so let's just say, the benefactor's sister is so good.
Lu Jiajia does not allow Si Ming to continue talking.
She got up immediately, ready to leave.
"Where are you going to get married?" Si Ming asked.
"Practicing swords." Lu Jiajia said lightly.
Siming didn't stop him.
Anyway, she couldn't break the bottleneck of the Five Paths for three or five years. Even if she broke open by then, she would have returned to the Kingdom of God early. If she dared to come up for revenge, she would still not be my opponent.
Si Ming thought that everything was within his expectation.
After Lu Jia married away, Ning Xiaoling realized that she had fallen alone in Si Ming's hands again.
"Benefactor sister..." Ning Xiaoling had a bad feeling.
When she was a child, she heard the fisherman say that some people who believe in Buddhism always like to release some fish and turtles, but there are always people who are kind to do bad things and throw some fish and turtles that shouldn’t belong to this fish pond. The foreign fish and turtles are usually fierce and unusual, and the local fish and shrimps are not rivals at all. As a result, the originally harmonious environment was broken, and the entire fish pond also suffered.
Now, Ning Xiaoling finally realizes the true meaning of this.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
In the roar of the waterfall, Ning Xiaoling's cry kept ringing.
Lu Jiajia pretended not to hear, and with the guilt of Xiaoling, she speeded up the pace of leaving.
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In front of the huge light curtain of Jiuyou Hall, Ning Changjiu stood quietly, with countless books spread out in front of him. These books were stacked in piles according to a certain standard.
Ning Xiaoling has recently gained freedom and played carefree for a few days like a wild fox. But as a senior, he is more concerned about the younger sister than the younger sister after all.
He has been reading these files all night and day.
In his spare time, he can even imagine Si Ming arson wantonly in his backyard. It's just that there are priorities, and he is helpless.
Most of the dossiers placed on the table are the information of the sects under the ancient spirit sect.
The Ancient Lingzong is the largest sect in charge of the netherworld. There are countless small sects under it, all over the Middle Earth, each with its own name, and they all rely on the Ancient Lingzong. This can be regarded as one of the methods for Da Zong to spread his influence in China.
And these sects, large or small, have more or less power.
Ning Changjiu listed their locations and the amount of authority one by one.
He rubbed his head with a headache.
The number of these sects is huge and mixed. They come from all parts of the Middle Earth. Even if you want to run all of them, it takes a year to come. Moreover, because of the distance, the records of many sects are vague, and you may need to check again. Fan.
How to be good...
"Tianbang..." Ning Chang thought of the legendary Tianbang in Middle-earth for a long time.
As long as you win the top ranking, you can publish a sentence. Tianbang has a magical power that can make this passage known to all.
This is the only and fastest method Ning Changjiu can think of.
He put aside the scroll.
The members who keep the list in the sky list are all famous disciples of various sects. The eight disciples of Jiange previously issued an order to accept disciples. They kept the list for March, allowing the entire Middle-earth to talk about it for a long time after dinner, guessing The reason why Jiange was born.
It seems that I can only go by myself this time.
I don't know who the opponent is.
Ning Changjiu will lean on the back of his chair, staring at the light curtain, his mind often tumbling over the previous words of Cheese Ming.
As soon as I know the secrets of the kingdom of God, I roll in my mind like a nightmare.
Especially the existence of the ‘Dark Lord’ by Mingjun.
Is it the Dark Lord who really killed the saint back then?
What kind of appearance does the Dark Lord exist in the world now?
Could it be...
Ning Changjiu and Si Ming both had the same answer.
He sighed and forced himself not to think too much.
It's time to see Marry and Xiaoling.
Ning Changjiu got up.
He accidentally touched the almanac at hand.
He straightened the almanac easily.
This is the Shenzong calendar, which is different from the folks. It will automatically turn pages with the circulation of the sun and the moon, and the solar terms, bad luck, good and bad, and the rotation of the stars on this day are all clearly depicted.
Ning Changjiu's vision is slightly stagnant.
New Year's Eve is approaching.
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