Beyond the Divine States Chapter 318: : Heavy snow in the world, Yuyu Qiong Tower

In winter, the snow is endless.

Spring is far from coming. The peaks of thousands of miles are covered with snow. In the cold winter season, the rocks that should have been rugged are all poured into beautiful snow-white jade.

In the command building, Ning Changjiu sat alone in white, enjoying the scenery every day.

Middle-Earth is vast and vast, and even the eighty-one countries closest to the sky list will take seven days to reach with the sword. At the Hai State Banquet that day, a little girl who played chess with herself was said to be from there.

He didn't intend to sit in the building for too long. After a month, he would return to the Ancient Lingzong and go with Si Ming to check and fill the gaps in Mingjun's authority.

In these snowy days, he spent most of the time looking at Liu Junzhuo's sword.

This is the sword of the second disciple of Jiange, and it is the top five sword in the entire Middle-earth.

He was holding the hilt of the sword and wanted to see if there were any other inscriptions on the sword besides the word Kunlun.

But he found that he couldn't draw the sword.

Every inch of the sword out of its sheath, the sword intent in his hand becomes heavier. This heaviness crosses the body and mind, and it almost doubles. He hadn't even pulled out half of it, so he couldn't get in. He just felt that every bone was filled with thousands of catties of lead, which made the bones creak, and there was heart-wrenching pain from the soul.

If you pull it out again, it's not he who pulls out the sword. It was this ‘Kunlun’ fairy sword that pulled his soul from his body.

Ning Changjiu had no choice but to give up.

But even so, the sword intent contained in this scabbard is still of great benefit to his Dao cultivation base. The sword intent of this sword is majestic and majestic. When the edge of the sword is reflected in the snow, the glow of the sword light floats like a towering Kunlun, as if it is cut with a sword, it is the momentum of opening the mountains and the sea, smashing through the ocean.

Ning Changjiu tried to refine these sword intents, but the sword intent was unruly. If the sharp rocks in the stream were to be washed away, it would take a very long time.

The sword of the sword pavilion is indeed well-deserved.

Ning Changjiu didn't make any extra attempts. He just held the sword horizontally on his knees, and used the sword energy in the sword to temper his body and polish his soul, making his own kendo to a higher level.

His original sword intent was more than exquisite, but not strong enough, but he happened to be able to complement this sword.

As for the silver crown... it matches well with the marriage.

Marriage...

Hey, I don’t know how Marry and Xiaoling are now.

Ning Changjiu raised his head to look at the snow, his gaze set to the southeast, for a long time in a daze.

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The ancient Lingzong is also snowing.

In the dimly lit room, the colorful curtains painted with little ghosts hang silently, and there are several half-out sheathed swords on the weapon racks, and the swords are like mirrors, reflecting a little bit of sparks.

The spark came from the Rui Beast bronze furnace burning in the center. A pair of snow-white catkins swayed softly on the furnace, and the pale wrists were faintly crimson.

The woman wore a suitably tailored white dress, perfectly contouring the curve of her body. She simply wore cloud-like hair, no powder, and pure jade face, looking at the snow outside the window lattice, and she was fascinated.

It is Lu Jiajia.

Before the age of twenty-four, she liked this, sitting alone in an unlit room in the quiet afternoon, opening her eyes in the dim place to look out at the bright and colorful scenery outside the window.

It's been more than a month since Ning Chang left in a blink of an eye.

In a few days, the Qiongzhiyuye at the window will turn into a delicate flower tree.

Lu Jia married her knees and her legs, feeling the temperature between her palms. The sword intent in her body was gurgling, like her curve.

There are fewer people coming to the sect today, and most of the sects have surrendered their authority and replaced them with equivalent cheats.

The passage of these cheats in the next hundred years will probably change the pattern of ancient Lingzong’s sole control of the Netherworld, but Si Ming doesn’t care. Although she is the sect master, she is more like a faint emperor, who is not to the sect. What a sense of belonging, I just want to support my young crown prince.

And the young prince interprets the meaning of the term "fox fake tiger power" every day-under the cover of the huge curtain erected by Si Ming, wagging nine flame-like tails, revealing a huge figure.

After the visitors left tremblingly, Ning Xiaoling spread out the rolled up plush mat with her small paws, and then lay on the mat, closing her ears, and taking a nap with her tail in the middle.

Sometimes, when Sister Si Ming is away, she hides under the other eight big tails, gently pinching her tail with one claw, and covering her mouth with one claw to prevent any noise.

And today, when she pinched her tail, the phantom in the black dress silently appeared in front of the throne.

Ning Xiaoling was very calm, and immediately closed her eyes.

Si Ming pulled her ears and said, "Don't pretend to be asleep, get up."

Ning Xiaoling weakly opened his eyes, sleepy eyes and whirling, and the words were vaguely said: "Marry... marry the master?"

Si Ming snatched the tail from her arms, squeezed it fiercely, and sneered at the cry of the young fox: "You little fox, think you can hide the fox's tail in front of me?"

"Sister Si Ming, I was wrong... let me go." Ning Xiaoling was lifted upside down by her tail, her paws subconsciously scratched out of thin air, and quickly yielded to Si Ming.

Si Ming played with Ning Xiaoling's foxtail for a while, and then hung her softly on her neck, saying: "The authority here has been collected and nothing happened recently. I will take you to the street. Let's go."

Ning Xiaoling said softly: "Thank you Si Ming for helping me all the time."

Si Ming said: "Well, the fox's fur will be more comfortable after it is raised."

"Sister, what are you going to do!" Ning Xiaoling shivered.

Siming smiled and said: "Let’s go and call your master together."

"Hmm." Ning Xiaoling nodded, she desperately needed her master to share the oppression.

Si Ming said with a smile: "I heard that the marrying marry is trying hard to practice swordsmanship recently and wants to retaliate against me.

Ning Xiaoling's spirits lifted up and she was happy, but she was very clever and immediately realized that this might be a conspiracy. She shook her head gently and said: "Sister Si Ming is so good, how can we think of revenge? , My sister is so powerful, even if the master wants to beat you, it is wishful thinking!"

Ning Xiaoling has been humiliated by Si Ming's lewd prestige and has temporarily betrayed the camp of marrying Master.

Si Ming touched her head and said: "The little mouth is so sweet."

So, Si Ming wrapped her around her neck and went to the pavilion where Lu Jiajia was sitting in the meditation. He knocked on the door and called Lu Jiajia together.

Lu Jiajia's tranquil mood was disturbed, but he didn't dare to get angry at Si Ming, so he had to accompany him obediently.

After she left, on the Qiongzhi she had been watching before, a black finch stopped in a blink of an eye, and the black finch picked up the Qiongzhi and fluttered away.

No one noticed.

"Sister, how is the practice recently, but is it going well?" Si Mingzhang asked casually.

Lu Jiajia has been practicing very smoothly recently. She has continuously understood several thresholds, and the opportunities she has gained in the past have been digested within this month and become the nourishment of the Taoist realm.

But she responded softly: "Marriage is a bit stupid. Not only is the practice unsatisfactory these days, but there are signs of the river flowing backwards... I have been worried for many days. When I want to come to my sister, I feel upset, so I want to find me. Are you going out to play?"

"..." Si Ming squinted his eyes and looked at this beautiful sword fairy in snow clothes and white clothes, and said: "It's a good sword that can't be bent, how can it be like this?"

Lu Jiajia blinked and said innocently: "I have always admired my sister. The sword heart cannot be broken by force, but it can be warmed by love. My sister is the latter."

"Well, Xiaoling thinks so too." Ning Xiaoling, who is acting as a scarf, raised her paw and nodded in agreement.

Si Ming knew that it was a lie, but it was also useful to listen to it... It seems that the pair of masters and disciples has been trained very well.

She nodded blankly and said, "Wearing such plain clothes all day long, it's no wonder that Ning Changjiu is always outside with flowers and weeds. My sister will take you to buy some good-looking ones today."

Vegetarian? Does this mean I am soil... Lu Jiajia looked at her unchanging black dress for thousands of years, dare not to speak.

Si Ming took them to Clothes Street together. When parting, let the fish king guard the gate, and if anyone comes to return the authority, let him entertain him. The fish king gave a ‘bow’, which was also very behaving.

Siming finally recovered the feeling of being a high seated **** when he was a priest.

It's just that there was still a divine lord at the beginning, but at the moment in the ancient spirit school, it is truly lawless and self-respecting.

"A few days ago, many stone tablets, ancient trees, and mountains and rocks have all issued orders." Si Ming walked on the snow silently, and said leisurely: "Ning Changjiu is said to have won a great disciple of Shenzong, and then Jiang Jian. The fourteen disciples were defeated, so angry that the second disciple of Jiange broke the rules and broke the rules... Hey, it was him, and he could make some noise wherever he went."

"This has been the case all these years." Lu Jiajia said helplessly: "Compared with the past, this news is not worth mentioning."

Si Ming gave a hum, and said: "It is said that the second disciple and the 14th disciple of Jian Pavilion are all peerless beauties."

Lu Jia married slightly startled, and immediately pretended to be stupid: "What does Sister Xueci mean by this?"

Si Ming said: "There are a total of four female disciples in Jiange, and I ran into two of them when I went to the top list. Ning Changjiu's life was full of peach blossom trees."

Lu Jiajia firmly said: "It's just a coincidence. I haven't known them for a long time. But if we meet each other, how can we fall in love with one of them? I believe him!"

Si Ming said with a slight smile: "My sister is still too stupid. Maybe next time I meet, he will be with a little girl next time."

"Believe in him anyway." Lu Jiama rarely mustered up the courage to talk back.

Si Ming was not annoyed, and said: "Then wait for him to come back... Hey, you silly girl, I don't know how many sisters he has to hook, so you don't believe him."

Lu Jiajia lowered her head and stopped talking, her beautiful back looks lonely in the wind and snow.

Ning Xiaoling felt that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately said: "I also believe that brother, um...When the brother comes back, Xiaoling will notify you as soon as possible! If he dares to bring the girl back, we Let’s catch him together, don’t give him the chance to hide and tuck!"

A moment of silence.

Si Ming turned her head slightly, looked at the cute little fox on her shoulders, squinted, she caught the point, and asked: "The first time? How did you...how did you know the first time?"

Ning Xiaoling immediately remembered what happened on New Year’s Eve, and realized something was wrong, she covered her mouth and said vaguely: "Xiaoling...Xiaoling guessed it!"

"Really?" Si Ming stretched his hand to her tail and began the torture. Lu Jiajia sighed softly, and had to cast a helpless look.

Finally, Ning Xiaoling obediently confessed the matter of eternal union.

"Okay, it turns out that you were the traitor that night." Si Ming finally solved the case and said, "I said, I pretended to be so good that day, how could I be discovered? It turned out that you secretly called ."

Ning Xiaoling whispered in tears: "Woo...I didn't mean it."

Si Ming asked: "A marriage letter has this miraculous effect. It seems that Ning Changjiu's master is really not easy. Then you must go to visit and see where it is sacred."

Ning Xiaoling closed her ears, like a fold-eared fox. She trembled her mouth, her head was placed on a mat, she wiped her teary eyes, and said against her will: "It's definitely not as good as my sister anyway."

"By the way, marrying your sister, are you hiding this from me?" Si Ming asked.

Lu Jiajia quickly cleared the relationship. She looked at Xiaoling sternly and said: "At this important time, Xiaoling had been hiding things from Master."

Ning Xiaoling was even more aggrieved.

Si Ming asked again: "Does Zhao Xianger know about the same thing?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head: "Sister Xiang'er doesn't know yet."

Si Ming smiled and said: "Well, it's better to keep this kind of thing. If you let her know, she will definitely be put on small shoes."

Ning Xiaoling said: "It doesn't matter, Sister Si Ming will definitely protect me!"

"Xiaoling is getting better and better." Si Ming smiled and said: "It is said that Zhao Xianger is related to the Kingdom of Suzaku?"

"Yes." Ning Xiaoling said.

Si Ming snorted, thinking that although the descendants of the kingdom of God are superior to the world, as long as the opponent is not the Lord of the Vermilion Bird, how can he beat himself?

Lu Jiajia and Ning Xiaoling have lowered eyebrows to herself, and she is more and more expecting that she will meet the proud girl, and then tune it to the obedient picture.

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Heavy snow in the world.

But above the heavy snow, there is still an unseen sky.

West of Middle-earth, at the edge of the world, under the boundary between the sky and the sea, countless bubbles permeate each other like phantoms, floating silently in the sky and the earth. They are invisible to the naked eye, just like the supreme beauty of smoke and dust.

That is one wonderful world living alone outside the dust.

At noon, a faint cloud has appeared in the western sky. This kind of cloud is higher than the sky and far away from the vulgarity, forming an ocean of light flow.

These bubble-like worlds are floating in the flow of light, and they are shining brightly. From time to time, burning butterflies fly out and flick into another world.

And the bubble world is far from being as small as you can see. Every bubble is boundless and vast. In the meantime, there is a sea of ​​immortal mountains and clouds, the sea and the stars are upside down, the white cranes and deer are walking together, and there are thousands of islands in the sky, all like a cup of drunkenness, and clouds floating in the wind.

The most mysterious thing is that every flower here, every grain of sand also hides the mysterious world, and the flowers and trees in the world in the sand also hide the world, and so on.

Even if mortals or practitioners are lucky enough to stray into this, they will be lost forever, and they will not be able to tell the difference.

And these thousands of bubbles surround a world.

This is the main world of the three thousand worlds.

The world is boundless.

Red fireworks are constantly burning in the sky, and phoenixes burning in flames are flying in the sky like butterflies, holding the seeds of fireworks into soft feathers, and huge whales are also in the sky. The body tumbling in the sea of ​​fire, it flapped its wings like a giant peng, and on its head like an island, the flames burst like lava.

Below, water and clouds rushed and collided in thousands of mountains and valleys, birds and fish shuttled and met, peach blossoms bloomed in the sea, turning red into corals, and the flow of the atmosphere was silent, enveloping everything to form a A vast and boundless circle.

And in the center of this circle, there is a pavilion hanging.

This is said to be a tall building with one hundred stories, but because only the hundredth story was built, it looks like a castle in the sky on an isolated island.

This pavilion is also round, with the cornices arranged symmetrically, like an exquisite nuclear carving.

In the pavilion, a girl who is more graceful than three thousand worlds is lying on the table where the clouds gather. The delicate green silk is like the wind on the clouds. The bright and shining clouds in the clouds make the girl’s pure face look like painted. He seemed to be asleep, his eyelids drooped, his cheeks were resting on his sleeves, the slightly messy hair swept across his cheeks, and his graceful tips were placed on his thin and curled lips, making him look like a picture.

The pavilion in the sky rotates silently, wisps of light leaking from the gap, and the red and purple shadows are as thin as snow on the girl's white dress.

Suddenly, a beam of light was blocked, and a jet-black bird flickered its wings, followed the stream of light, and stopped gently on the table.

Nine feathers have a Qiong branch in their beak.

Zhao Xianger opened his eyes lightly, and the curled eyelashes touched the light.

Compared with the time in the world, the girl is more childish, like a real fairy goddess, her temperament and face are so beautiful that she can’t compare with Shen Yuluoyan, she seems to stand in the world, and she does not dare to fall in the world when there are thousands of miles of snow. On the beach, the sea waves will no longer rise.

The girl regained her senses from being too empty, and looked at Qiongzhi in the beak of Nine Feathers.

She accepted it gently, and nodded. Jiuyu flew back.

The girl sat upright and elegant. She stretched out her white jade hand to pinch a cloud, and the cloud turned into a jade lamp. With the other hand, she pressed the edge of her sleeve and took a sip to moisten her thin lips.

Then she unfolded Qiongzhi, her eyes fell into Qiongzhi's world, and in the dim room, she stared at Lu Jiajia who was barely touching the fire for a while.

Then she went to see other scenes, and she was in a daze for a long time.

She frowned sometimes, sometimes slightly annoyed, sometimes smiling, and more often with no expression on her face.

Zhao Xianger sits in the three thousand worlds. She is the master of this archipelago-like world, and is also equivalent to the country's lord and heaven here.

She wants to maintain the order of the three thousand worlds, and at the same time, she will occasionally look at the world.

The young girl made Jiuyu record many messages in the world in the name of having the common people in her heart. She watched it around, and then stayed in certain places for a long time.

Zhao Xianger retracted his gaze, put Qiong Zhi aside, slowly got up, put on a red cloak, and walked slowly outside the pavilion.

The world is full of immortals, and she is even above it.

"Liu Xiwan, Si Ming... What a blue-faced fangs, forever tied together..." Zhao Xianger sighed softly and said indifferently: "Ning Changjiu, more and more prosperous."

In the attic, thousands of birds come to the court and converge in the sky to form a rosy belt.

Looking from here, the world is extremely empty and lonely.

In the light of thousands of miles, the only fairy building she lived in was still dim. She stood under the eaves, with mottled shadows falling on her eyebrows, and the Caifeng Suzaku on the great cloak seemed to take the fairy away.

"Sister."

A voice rang softly.

Among the ten thousand birds, an electric and light intertwined bird fell behind Zhao Xiang'er. The bird turned into a girl. The girl carried a rapier and wore a lavender shirt. She was in good shape. She was Shi Yu who was assassinated by Xue Yuan and Yu Wang in the Lei Kingdom.

Shi Yu lowered her head and whispered softly: "Sister, I saw a black spot on the fortune plate. The black spot has crossed the Hulao stars and is about to fall on the moon."

"Yeah." Zhao Xianger said, the immortal sound is not adulterated, if it is pure water: "The starry sky is not under our jurisdiction, it is good to see the record, don't say more."

"Yes, sister." Shi Yu's brows were gentle.

Zhao Xianger asked: "When will the next experience start?"

Shi Yu rolled out a butterfly between his sleeves, and the butterfly's wings were covered with inscriptions.

"There are still fifteen days. If this trial goes well, congratulations to my sister for being completely buried in the five realms."

Zhao Xianger gave a hum. She has long hair and a delicate and beautiful body that is blown by Tianfeng. The exquisite lines drawn between her clothes made Deshiyu feel slightly dazed.

Shi Yu glanced at the pavilion, saw Qiongzhi, sighed in her heart, and whispered: "Sister is the daughter of Suzaku, and now the priest is old, the sister must be a new priest, and the relationship must be cut off by then. , Such entangled fetters should be broken when the relationship is shallow, otherwise..."

Zhao Xianger interrupted, and said softly: "Sister, don't worry about me, my sister has a sense of measure."

Shi Yu hummed softly, still saying: "Well, I believe sister, although that person is very good, but after all, he is just a mortal species. The road to immortality has long existed in name. How can he... come and stay with you? What?"

The road to cultivating immortals... Zhao Xianger shook his head lightly and said: "Be careful."

Shi Yu was silent immediately.

Zhao Xiang'er has turned around, the bright cloak and the white skirt are floating, the red and jade feet cross the white clouds, and the petite and protruding back sinks into the dim attic.

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The world knows nothing about heaven.

In the leisurely rolling snow, Si Ming surrounded Ning Xiaoling, led Lu to get married, and wandered in the clothes street. The beautiful eyes of the woman were circulating, even if she had been in the world for more than half a year, she was depressed for too long in Duanjiecheng , When I see rare things, I feel fresh occasionally.

"It seems that the cat is also quite cute, do you want to change your body?" Si Ming blinked his eyes as he looked at the cat kitten, showing a kind of kindness.

Ning Xiaoling didn't dare to speak, she clutched her tail tightly.

"No, and these cats are too young, I guess they haven't been weaned yet." Ning Xiaoling analyzed.

Si Ming said: "It doesn't matter, you can let your master breastfeed you."

"?" Lu Jiajia was shocked, and whispered softly: "I...how can I do it?"

Si Ming asked: "You are no longer a virgin, why can't you?"

Lu Jiajia pursed her lips, her cheeks are slightly red, and she doesn't know how to explain it.

Ning Xiaoling thought I understand this, and said: "It's only possible after a woman has a child."

"Giving birth?" Si Ming remembered the reproduction of the world. She looked at Lu Jiajia and said, "After my sister has a child, can I..."

"No!" Lu Jiajia's words were extremely firm.

Si Ming didn't entangle him, and followed the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus to a tavern with them.

In order to avoid trouble, Si Ming and Lu married a little bit more easily, looking like ordinary ladies.

Ning Xiaoling is the fastest drunk.

Siming smiled and rubbed her, and said: "You are still a little vixen, and you fell so quickly, how can you seduce your brother?"

Lu Jiajia drank a glass of wine in silence.

Ning Xiaoling was drunk and said: "Because Xiaoling is too young."

If she were smaller, she would be drunk in a wine glass.

Siming smiled and said: "You master and apprentice, big and small vixen, how can they drink so badly."

Lu Jiajia remembered the night that she was upset by Si Ming and Ning Changjiu.

I don’t know if they have...

Lu Jiajia thought, a little angry, and said: "I'm not a vixen."

Si Ming said: "Since I am not a vixen, why do I always hook my sister? My sister clearly hides the fox's tail."

Lu Jiajia continued to dare not speak up.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly said, "Master can also have a fox tail."

Lu Jiama frowned and said: "What are you talking nonsense?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "When I came, I saw a shop in the corner. It seemed that there was a fox tail for sale."

Si Ming curiously asked: "Did you chop off the tail of the fox and sell it? Are you people so cruel?"

Ning Xiaoling showed off her wealth of knowledge: "Of course not, my sister doesn't know something, those tails are actually fake, and the ends of it have... um."

Lu Jiajia stretched out his hand to cover her mouth.

If Xiaoling continues, she may really suffer.

Si Ming was very confused: "Fake fox tail? What is it for?"

"No...nothing." Lu Jiajia was unable to explain.

The little fox scurrying up and down, Lu Jiajia stretched out his hand to catch it.

The glass of the wine table poured over and the bottle was thrown into a mess.

The warm lights of the tavern are shaking.

Shortly after, the list of ten people from the soil in the new year will be passed on to the ancient spirit school on this snowy night.