Beyond the Divine States Chapter 342: : Blocker on the lake

The flower arrangement in front of the window exudes a delicate fragrance.

Ning Xiaoling curled up and fell asleep, her long fox hair swept Lu Jiajia's face, Lu Jiajia's slightly bent arm half embraced the soft fox, and the night was warm.

Lu Jiajia had a weird dream.

She dreamed that she had eaten an elixir, and then her body lost weight. As the wind floated lightly and slowly upwards, the moon was no longer an unattainable shadow from far to near.

Lu Jiajia actually touched the moon in his dream.

She can't tell what it feels like.

What she saw was not the phantom beauty of Qionglou Yuyu in the mythology, but a desolate, cemetery-like existence. Looking around, she saw rough surfaces, oblique rocks, and distinct impacts. Pit, giving people a sense of suffocating silence.

This feeling is only a moment.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Jiajia was in a sea of ​​moonlight. She subconsciously named it Yuehai.

At this moment, Lu Jiajia in the dream did not have a sober consciousness. She walked in the moonlight by feeling, and Guanghua rippled in her knees. After a long time, she looked up in the moon sea. There was a blurry shadow.

It is also the shadow of a white suit with ink hair. Her white is like a cloud floating in the starry sky, and her black is like a pupil condensed in a cloud.

Lu Jiajia didn't know who she was, but she gave birth to a kind of intimacy.

She approached her slowly.

Lu Jiajia raised her head. She couldn't see the other's facial features, but she could feel a kind of beauty. That kind of beauty was different from the beauty of Siming. If Siming's beauty was ingenious, impeccable beauty, The beauty of the woman in front of her is the vagueness and vagueness, prying into the depth and mystery of the infinite possibilities of the universe.

"It looks like..." Ye Changong suddenly said, her voice was clear and soft, and she sounded very young.

Lu Jiajia subconsciously asked: "What is it like?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "There is a sword fetus hidden in your body. It was one of the eighty-one fairy swords that fell into the world when the Ten Eyes Kingdom collapsed."

Lu Jia married a little bit. She knew that this was the origin of the sword spirit.

Ye Chan Palace said: "Do you know who made the Eighty-One Sword?"

Lu Jiajia gently shook his head: "I don't know."

Ye Chan’s palace talked about a story that has not been recorded in the legend: "Eighty-one swords are all the swords of immortals, and the sword of Zhenxian in Luo Shulou is a kind of eighty-one swords. The imitation, there was a great monk who gathered the fine iron of Kyushu, used the sun as the furnace, the stars and the moon as the charcoal, and the blood of the goddess who cut the palm of her own blood, cast eighty-one fairy swords, and put them in the custody of his best friends. My best friend is named..."

"At that time, there were two suns in the sky, the real sun was bright, and the sun held by the "phase" was more like a star. This star hung high above the sea, and it encircled the whole world , These eighty-one immortal swords are controlled by a spiritually-constructed realm of knowledge of the sea. The creators of this realm of knowledge of the sea are the'xiang' and five'zaohua' monks, and the five monks are located in Nanzhou and Zhongtu , Northland, Westland, East China Sea, the pond, although the body is dead, but the sea of ​​consciousness extends indefinitely, covering the entire land."

Lu Jiajia listened to the myth idiotically...wrapped the whole world with the sea of ​​knowledge, and then connected a consciousness far beyond the sea of ​​market...How could this be possible? What kind of mental power is needed...

Ye Chan Palace continued to tell her this story: "This big net of knowledge of the sea has been constructed. It can control the information of the entire world at the same time, it can also control eighty-one fairy swords, making it fall from the sky like a divine punishment. It can fall anywhere, that place, it can even be accurate to thatched huts in a certain village."

Lu Marrying is even more incredible.

It took such a great effort to construct a false sun, and then use the giant spiritual net that envelops the entire world to control eighty-one fairy swords... this is something that myths and legends dare not describe, do all of this Who is the person? Who is he trying to kill?

"After... later?" Lu Jiajia didn't think about the reason for the dream, but just followed intuition and asked questions.

Ye Chan Gong said: "Later Xiang betrayed him."

Lu Jia married slightly startled, she always felt that the words ten eyes kingdom and phase seemed to have been heard somewhere, but she couldn't think of it.

Ye Changong looked at Lu Marry's face tenderly. Moonlight was like her hand stroking the woman's cheek, with an almost dreamlike tenderness.

She continued to tell the story: "The phase was eroded by darkness and went crazy. The power condensed in the sun was divided by nine three-legged golden crows and turned into nine suns arranged around the real day. It’s like a scale on a sundial."

"The nine suns don’t emit light and heat, um... they are not so much the sun, as they are the abyss hanging in the sky. They rotate like a whirlpool, greedily absorbing the aura from the earth, the whole world It seems that after a huge drought, disasters occurred in Chixian County, and disasters caused by mountains and seas. As a last resort, the one who used the last fine iron set up **** pillars in the northernmost and southernmost parts of Middle Earth. The pillars interact with each other and connect into strings."

"This is a great bow that runs through the entire middle-earth."

"He expended immense power to shoot and kill eight golden crows. The last golden crow queen stepped off the **** seat, took off the crown, bowed her head and proclaimed her minister, and was saved from death. But the fairy sword on the other eight days The kingdoms scattered across the world, unrecovered, lost in the wilderness, or captured by the soul, reincarnate together. The reincarnated person can have the same body of sword and spirit, which resonates with the iron of the world."

Lu Jiajia raised his head and listened to this legend quietly in the moon sea.

This is the complete story of the sword and spirit.

Is this the origin of the sword fetus in the body? If the story told by the person in front of her is true, then she... is a sword spirit in a sense, but this sword spirit is not a vassal of the sword, but the owner of the sword.

"Senior...who is it?" Lu Jiajia looked at her and asked softly.

Ye Changong nodded, admiring her politeness, and said: "You can call me the master."

"Look at the Lord?" Lu Jiajia looked at her and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "All those who travel along the avenue and the world are all Taoists."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Senior led me into a dream and brought me here again. What do you do?"

Ye Chan Palace bluntly said: "Give you a chance?"

Lu Jia married Wei Wei startled, and asked: "Chance?"

The huge white clothes and jade belts of Ye Chan Palace are dancing in the wind, and a full moon slowly rises behind her, occupying the whole world. Her flying dress and the moonlight flicker, seeming to melt. As one.

In the moon, Ye Changong stretched out his finger and lightly touched Lu Jiajia's forehead.

"Senior...what do you do?" Lu Jiajia did not resist, nor was he able to resist.

Her instinct tells her that this illusory predecessor is not malicious, and she also seems to be wrapped in a cocoon, as if to grow gorgeous wings.

Ye Chan Gong said: "This is your Jianxin."

"Jianxin?" Lu Jiajia was startled slightly.

Ye Chan Gong said: "This is not the same as the Jianxin you usually understand. At this moment, your Jianxin is still empty. When you cultivate it to perfection, you can enter a new realm."

Lu Jiajia is confused, "How should I practice Jianxin?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "Every night after today, I will call you into an illusion. In the illusion, you will meet the person you miss in your subconscious. At that time, I will use Jianxin to collect what you need. Tell you what you do, you can follow it."

Sounds...it seems simple.

Lu Jiajia's spirit is still a bit hazy, her vision is overwhelmed by this giant moon, she can't think about it, just nodded unconsciously.

It wasn't until the time he left his dreams that Lu Jiajia suddenly remembered that this senior didn't answer his previous question in the end—who is he like?

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After Lu Jiajia left, another woman appeared in the moon sea.

The silver-haired and ink-robed Si Ming ran across the moon sea and came here again.

Is it the heart demon again... She looked at the shadow of Qingsi Baishang, her eyebrows trembled lightly, and she held the sword at her waist.

Siming repaired the sword for a few days, and the realm of kendo was improved, and there was no fear in his heart.

The black robe glowed with silver light, and the moonlight rose from behind. Without a word, Si Ming rushed towards the figure with his sword.

All her insights in recent days have been melted into the sword.

As the light of the Simein sword lighted up, under the center axis of the sword, the moon sea was opened with a white crack, and the stunning white arc light was fully lit, and it smashed straight towards Ye Chan Palace, and Ye Chan Palace was not at all. Bo Lan just stretched out his jade finger and pointed at Si Ming.

Before the sword struck Ye Chan Palace, her finger had already hit Si Ming's eyebrow first.

The sword light dissipated, and Si Ming fell to the ground, kneeling on the edge of her skirt.

Is it still the case... Si Ming thought unwillingly, but she was not discouraged, because she knew that she was far from reaching the peak, and the opponent was not invincible. When you ascend to the seat of God!

Si Ming lowered his head and looked at her face reflected in the moon sea.

At the center of the eyebrows, where a pointer had been placed before, it was faintly blooming, with small flower-like patterns.

"What is...what?" Si Ming felt a little familiar.

Ye Chan Palace said lightly: "Slave pattern."

Si Ming was shocked and withdrew his hand like an electric shock. The other party... how could he plant this for himself?

Si Ming suddenly understood that Nuwen was also his own big demon, and the symbol was Ning Changjiu!

The mysterious woman seven hundred years ago and Ning Changjiu now are the two biggest demons of her own! Only by overcoming it can she truly become clear.

Ye Changong sighed silently, she could clearly see Si Ming's thinking.

Hey, among these people, Lu married married the best.

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The sky of Ten Thousand Demons City has no longer seen lightning and thunder, but the rain has never stopped.

In a small cave on the edge of Qijue Cliff, the little monkey demon slowly opened his eyes amidst the bewildering sound of rain.

It's like being struck by thunder, cut by thousands of swords, and burned by fire.

It's pained all over.

After twitching for a long time, the little monkey demon slowly raised his body. He held his head and his head was heavy.

"This is..." The little monkey demon looked around and finally found a sense of familiarity.

It confirmed that this is the cave in his own home.

Why am I... here?

The little monkey demon looked around and found that he was surrounded by wild fruits. After the wild fruits, the two young monkeys blinked their big eyes and were staring at him.

Seeing that they are okay, the little monkey demon breathed a sigh of relief. It looked at the fruits and asked: "How did I get back? Um... Xiaoru, small ideas, you picked these?"

The two baby monkeys can't speak, they chirp like sparrows.

"Annoying spirit." The little monkey demon habitually said.

It grabbed the wild fruit and said, "Didn't I tell you? Don't leave this cave until you grow up. There are vicious monsters outside, and you will eat it if you are not careful."

The two baby monkeys squeaked twice, very well-behaved.

The little monkey demon sighed, touched their heads, grabbed a wild fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. It took a bite, and the juice from the wild fruit spurted out, splashing its mouth. It was so sour that its teeth trembled and tears were about to fall.

"Pooh..." The little monkey demon frowned, trying to spit out the fruit, but was seeing the innocent eyes of two baby monkeys.

The little monkey was silent for a moment, and said: "The fruits you picked are delicious, hehe, the little guy is going to grow up, so I won't use it."

While speaking, he took another bite and chewed eagerly.

The acid of the juice flowed into the empty abdomen, and the whole stomach was like a tight leather bag, convulsing.

The two young monkeys looked at its smiling faces and clapped their hands happily.

The little monkey demon looked at them and smiled.

It looked at the rain outside the cave, and still didn't understand how he came back to the cave from the night of heavy rain. How can his two little monkeys have such a great deal of endurance?

Did the guest bring himself back? Still...

The little monkey demon looked at his arm, and once again showed a look of surprise... The arm, unscathed!

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In the past, the little monkey demon often had the dream of the Great Demon King. It would imagine that he was just an ascetic monk in the world, and for a certain great mission, he felt that he was suffering from the human world. In this way, it can attribute the suffering to fate and enjoy it.

But it knows that these are all false. It is a sacred stick that is chased by people wearing a tattered robe. It is a harlequin who performs fire-jumping tricks in front of a thousand people. It is an orphan monkey, an unlucky ghost, but not The big demon, even if it was, owed countless wicked debts thousands of years ago, and couldn't repay that kind for several lifetimes.

The little monkey demon interrupted his thoughts.

The baby monkey has been comforted by it and fell asleep.

It looked at these sour wild fruits without ripeness at all, and sighed.

I still have to go out to find food by myself...

The little monkey demon covered the depths of the cave with stones, and after covering it with thatch, he picked a tattered bamboo hat and went into the rain.

In spring, most of the fruit trees do not even bloom, let alone mature. Fortunately, it has rich experience and can tell which ones can eat and which ones can't.

In the rain, the monkey demon swinging the cane, swaying all the way, came to Qijue Cliff.

After arriving at Qijue Cliff, it remembered that it had failed to complete the task assigned by the Mist Demon King...not only did it not complete, but also betrayed...

The monkey demon's heart shuddered. It stepped on the rock of Qijue Cliff with needle felt under its feet.

It turned its head quietly, preparing to leave, but there was a conversation in its ears.

"Bai Lu Shou Xing died and was killed by those two outsiders." Mist Demon King said.

"I knew it a long time ago. Now in Ten Thousand Demon City, there are very few things that I don’t know? Those two outsiders killed the Demon King in our city, but instead they occupied the hills and became the Overlord. Oh, it’s ridiculously ridiculous. !"

The voice was very sharp, and the monkey demon suddenly distinguished it—this is a hundred-faced fox!

A few days ago, I acted as a wild monkey jumping through the ring of fire, and after revealing his stuff, the Hundred-faced Fox still kept the account.

It's really a narrow road...

The little monkey demon sighed again with his own bad luck. It stretched out its hand, covering its nose and mouth, making no sound.

Mist Demon King said: "These important events are the meaning of the above. Bailu is my superior, your friend..."

"Bah!" Hundred-faced Fox interrupted: "What friend? Then did Bai Lu ever treat me as a friend? I wish it would die!"

Mist Demon King said: "It's dead, what do you do?"

The Hundred-faced Fox was silent. Its temperament is not good, and it has made a lot of enemies in Ten Thousand Demon City. If it weren't for the white deer in the past, its mean mouth and the demon power of the purple court would have long been torn apart.

"Or... let's run away together." The Hundred-faced Fox raised his eyes, stared at it, and said, "I don't know if we will have a place to stand in the future, anyway, this city will collapse sooner or later, so we won't run away at this time..."

The Mist Demon King pressed his hands and interrupted: "I still have a mission."

"Mission?" Hundred-faced Fox said puzzledly: "What are you talking about? Although you used to be beautiful, but now you are in the sun, what are you still dreaming about? The days of your king and hegemony are long gone. Ah!"

The Fog Demon King played with the chess pieces in his hand, and said: "The ancestor told me before he died that in addition to the four holy artifacts of Tianzhu Peak, there is still one thing hidden in the City of Ten Thousand Demons, which can be directly made semi-sacred. !"

The Hundred-faced Fox shook his head and said: "Do you still have illusions about the saint?"

Mist Demon King said: "Bai Lu will die when he is dead. Today is rich and honored, and tomorrow will be dust. When the city of Ten Thousand Demons collapses and the Kingdom of God will be encircled and suppressed, we will really have nothing... Can't hide."

The Hundred-faced Fox sneered: "Where can we find the divine object? What's more, you don't even know what it is!"

Mist Demon King said: "Actually, over the years, I have gotten some clues."

The Hundred-faced Fox's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked: "What?"

The monkey demon also pricked his ears and listened carefully. At this moment, something wet and greasy was suddenly wrapped around its body. The monkey demon was shocked. When he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a scarlet python!

The monkey demon couldn't help screaming.

The Hundred-faced Fox was startled by a scream, but the Fog Demon King looked as usual. He said lightly: "Let me see who it is, who dare to eavesdrop for so long."

It has long discovered that someone is eavesdropping.

The scarlet python instantly entangled the monkey demon, giving it no room for struggle.

"It turned out to be you." The Mist Demon King has arrived in front of the Monkey Demon.

The monkey demon's mouth was strangled by the python, unable to make a sound.

The Hundred-faced Fox heard the sound and was taken aback: "It turns out that it was you, a wild thing, who previously caused you to lose face. I wanted to spare your life, but you are good. Your acting skills are not good. Be diligent!"

The monkey demon screamed, his eyes widened, knowing that he was bound to die today.

The Fog Demon King glanced at it and said: "Don't talk nonsense with it, just kill it."

The Hundred-faced Fox sneered: "Just kill it, isn't it cheaper?"

Mist Demon King said: "Don't waste time, kill it, let me go to the cave, I will show you something."

The Hundred-faced Fox replied reluctantly. It licked its paws and cut the monkey demon's throat.

There is no more movement.

The Mist Demon King felt the strange silence behind him, realized something was wrong, and turned around.

I saw the python's body cracked and cut off on the ground. In front of it, the Hundred-faced Fox fell to the ground and lost its vitality.

The Mist Demon King recovered from the shock and smiled: "Okay, old fox, stop pretending, no one knows that you have a hundred faces, although you act lifelike, you can pretend to be childish with me. What's the point?"

There is still no movement.

The little monkey demon fell into the blood of the snake in a daze, looking at the body of the Hundred-faced Fox, and then at his hands covered with sticky blood. Fear filled his heart, he hugged his head, and trembled: "I didn't kill it...I didn't kill it..."

The Mist Demon King narrowed his eyes.

"Still pretending to be with me?" It was a little annoyed, and slapped the monkey demon's Tianling cover.

A golden light lit up on Qijue Cliff.

The little monkey demon shivered in the rain.

The Mist Demon King’s claws could not be photographed.

In its body, the mist is difficult to condense, and all of it disperses, and the raindrops fall to the ground, empty in between.

In the rain, the little monkey demon heard the last words of the fog demon king.

"Master... you really... didn't lie to me."

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Outside the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

Under the night sky, the vast river surface is like ice and silver, and a woman walks on the surface of the river without any ripples.

She is wearing a skirt.

It's a sword rather than a skirt.

She was dressed in a thin, pink-white dress, and outside the seemingly girlish clothes, a silver flying sword revolved, like a long dragon, like a jade belt between the elbows, they danced around her body , Does not touch the skin a little bit, but wraps it tightly.

At the moment she is walking on the surface of the river, but there is no shadow of her and the sword under the surface of the river.

This is one of the solutions to the selfless state.

Her long dark hair curled up, and the hairpin in between was also a sword, and the sword passed through the hair without cutting half of it.

Not only that, the bracelet on her wrist is a sword, and the ring between her fingers is also a sword.

She is the great sister of Jiange.

Is the second person in Middle-earth.

She went to the Ten Thousand Demons City on the order of her teacher to kill someone at the right time.

She used to travel thousands of miles a day.

But on this silver lake, she stopped.

Master told her that someone must come to stop her during this trip. Those who block the way will be the real heavenly beings.

She has been waiting.

She has been sharpening the sword in Guanzhong for decades, and her sword intent sometimes stays long throughout the night, as if she can slash the sky and the earth with a single finger, swallowing 30,000 miles of Changhong.

But even so, she is still cautious in her footsteps. Because she knew what a terrible existence her opponent would be.

Above the Silver Lake, she saw a figure from behind.

It was the figure of a woman.

The green skirt is dancing on the lake, the breeze does not move, the water waves are not happy, and the already quiet world has turned into dead silence.

The woman looked at the blue skirt, thought of the story the master had told herself, and she kept her lips silent.

If it's okay for the others, but this one...she is not at all sure. But only in this way can she grind the sword in her heart into an unparalleled **** blade.

The woman in the green skirt looked back faintly, she wore a bun and a lotus crown, hugging the dust in her arms, and she was immortal.

Master Sister, Immortal.

"Senior." The eldest disciple of Jiange stared at her and said seriously: "I didn't expect that you would come in person."

The big sister smiled and said: "Do you recognize me?"

"Master told me about your identity." The eldest disciple of Jiange took the initiative to unload all the swords and respectfully saluted her, saying: "The younger generation has seen Lord Nuwa."

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