Beyond the Divine States Chapter 343: : The resignation of the Dynasty, the Baidi Caiyunjian
Nv Wa Empress.
For this title, Shenyu was indifferent, and she calmly said: "The fairy court is broken, the ten thousand immortals fall, the emperor and **** emperor may be wiped out, or reincarnated, after thousands of years, it has long been completely different, and I am not me."
Master Jiange is still puzzled: "Why would a ancestor like you be willing to become a disciple of others? Who is the master? Who is in the master?"
Shen Yu smiled indifferently, she stood on the lake, the world seemed to be frozen, but their conversations responded clearly.
"They are all in the same way." Shenyu said with a light smile.
Sister Jiange thought for a while, and then asked: "Dare to ask the immortals of the past, how many are left now?"
Shenyu bluntly said: "Ten do not save one."
Shen Yu's words are calm and light, but they reveal ancient blood.
Sister Jiange also felt a bit, and her words were solemn and solemn: "In the early days, the gods battle, the sky shattered, the empress is facing the four poles, the yin and yang, the killing of ghosts and gods, the calming of the flood, and the feat of refining stones to repair the sky is remembered by the world So far, now the sky is safe, why do you have to go back and poke a hole? Madam, what do you...what are you asking for?"
Shen Yu replied: "What does the sword pavilion ask for? Do you walk the way for the sky?"
The master sister said without hesitation: "Maintain the existence of the way of heaven."
Shen Yu smiled slightly and said: "Maintain the Way of Heaven? It's the Year of the White Tibetans, but it is the four words for the tiger."
The elder sister pondered for a while and asked: "Master Nuwa, have you ever been to a dynasty on earth?"
"What do you mean?" Shen Yu asked back.
The elder sister earnestly explained: "The dynasties on earth have always undergone ups and downs. It doesn’t matter who the emperor’s surname sits on the throne. It hasn’t harmed the common people, so why bother? Five hundred years ago, the saints went their own way, but in the end they didn’t. Only in exchange for a disaster of millions of corpses, it only makes the world more withered and all souls are not living! Hundreds of years have not been able to slow down. Now the world is cultivated and rested, finally in exchange for peace in the world, and there are sects in the world. There is a kingdom of God guarded in the sky, all people are happy, and all souls are full of spirits. The age of ancient gods has passed, and the Lord of the kingdom of God does not intervene in the world. We should enjoy this prosperous age, why bother?"
Shen Yu listened quietly, but rarely agreed: "The disaster in five hundred years was really too big."
The big sister frowned and said: "In that case, what are you doing?"
Shenyu said: "You believe in the laws of heaven, but do you really know what you believe in?"
Sister Sister said seriously: "Heaven is of course a rule derived from heaven and earth. For example, if you are in a country, you have to abide by the law of the country. You want freedom and smash the law of the country. But can this kind of freedom make the country better? "
"The law of heaven is not the law of the country, but harsh government." Shen Yuyou said: "The law of heaven you believe in is something that has been tampered with, but you are too young. When you were born, it already existed, so you I don’t resist, I even think it should exist."
The master sister retorted: "You always say that heaven is the devil, but what kind of evidence did you show? Why do you want to bet the whole world with you to bet on a possibility? Or, all of this is your scam, you All you want to return is your own God’s Court? When you are high in God’s position, you are willing to cherish the common people. After losing your God’s position, the common people will be the **** at your mercy?"
"I have never been sentimentally attached to Shenting, nor am I too lazy to play chess with the common people, which will increase my life." Shenyu laughed softly, her figure looked lonely in the ice, "You have to believe in the truth you think. , I don’t advise you, but one day, you will find that this world is not a country at all, but an iron pot that has already been set up with firewood. While billions of creatures are stewing and boiling, the water is still warm at this moment. You wander in it. I don’t want to leave, I can understand."
The master sister frowned slightly, her eyes moved slightly, but the sword heart was firm: "The law of heaven has given me a powerful realm and a masterful spirit. I can feel its light, what proof can you show? "
Shenyu smiled and said: "I don't need to prove anything, this is the way I want to go, I don't ask for approval."
The big sister looked at the looming blue skirt on the Silver Lake, and the sword beside her was rebuilt, densely packed like snake bones.
"Which is your little junior brother from Ten Thousand Demons City?" the senior sister suddenly asked.
Shenyu smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, fortunately, the younger brother hid well, and was not killed by you before we found him."
The master sister squinted her eyes and said: "Before the saint was killed, it is said that there was a prophecy that in the next 500 years, there will be another saint?"
Shenyu said: "This is what the Juggernaut told you."
The elder sister did not answer, but just asked: "If the words of the saint before his death are true, then the saint in this world is probably your junior brother, right?"
The corner of Shenyu’s lips appeared with a smile, "My junior can't be a saint, he is a man with a blindfolded face, and one more life is worse than one less..."
The elder sister has determined that the saint of this generation is the young man named Ning Changjiu.
The saint is immortal, and there are more thieves.
"Who was he in his previous life?" Sister Jiange asked.
"I can't say that, I said that the master will punish me." Shenyu looked at the woman surrounded by sword light, and smiled: "I rarely talk with people in such a calm heart, if you don't want to go to Ten Thousand Demons City , I'm too lazy to find you."
The elder sister did not feel that she was insulted, instead she rekindled her war spirit: "Please also Nuwa Empress for advice."
Shen Yu said: "Your sword intent is far from enough to attack me, let your master come."
The master sister said: "The times have long changed, you old gods...too arrogant."
"Really..." Shenyu raised his head and couldn't help but recalled the long past. The millennium is also a long time for the gods.
In the early days, all the gods who boarded the Xian Ting were humans. They were given the authority of the Yuan Dynasty that the Xian Ting came into being, and they were molded into true divine bodies and hearts.
They were the first ascenders and the most powerful ascenders in history, and no one can replicate their achievements since then.
They each have their own unique **** names, Nuwa, Pangu, Xingtian, Donghuang...
So in that era, in addition to the six gods of the early days, another evenly matched force emerged-Xian Ting.
They are the people in troubled times. At that time, the seventh **** was just killed, and the rules of the world were broken. The great monks who had forbeared for so many years in the troubled times broke through the bottleneck together and gained unprecedented strength. .
At that time, they didn't even need to write a monument.
Later they learned that the reason they could not ascend in the past was that they did not understand the mystery of the sky stele. And the seventh **** died, the rules of heaven and earth were broken, and if there was time to rebuild in the future, this group of people who soared with strength would have been long ago. After that, the way of heaven was reconfirmed, and the rules of the monument were restored.
At that time, the gods had great powers, and they left countless feats in the fight for power with the ancient gods, the old gods, and the later dark masters.
It's a pity that everyone knows the final outcome.
The imperial court collapsed, the ten thousand immortals fell, and the twelve kingdoms of the gods, along with the establishment of the new order, maintained the way of heaven and became the iron law of the world, unshakable for thousands of years.
In short, it was a long, long time ago...Many times, she would even wonder if the person who made up the sky at the beginning and the current self are the same person.
On the Silver Lake in front, the great sister of the sword pavilion has laid out an array of ten thousand swords within a single thought. The entire Silver Lake is illuminated by sword light. This place is not like a lake, but like a sword country. Those who enter, all have death but no life.
The surroundings are no longer quiet.
The silver-like lake was full of waves, and the sword flew across the air, stirring up a slender wind, and the stars were all over it, seeming to flicker faintly. The whole world is like a dying candle, which is a sign that the silence will be broken.
Shen Yu looked at everything and said coldly: "Who told you to speak?"
Everything went silent, and silence returned.
Including the sword of the swordsman.
Shenyu walks in the kingdom of swords, like a stroll in the garden. She lifts her green sleeves, and the sword light lingers, "Let me take a look, what exactly has the sword master taught you? Is it worthy of the title of the first person in the world."
Silver Lake is broken.
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When Si Ming woke up, Ning Changjiu was sitting against the wall, adjusting his breath and energy, and turning his sword art around.
Si Ming sighed and rubbed his eyebrows immediately after calming down.
Nothing touched...
Fortunately, there is no slave mark, just a dream.
Recent dreams are really getting more and more weird. The higher the level, the clearer the content of the dream?
Si Ming thought so, slowly raised his head and looked at the rain outside the window.
"Wake up?" Ning Changjiu adjusted his breath after a round of Sundays.
Si Ming wore thin clothes and slept all night, but his expression was even more exhausted.
She got up from the bed, did not get up, her feet touched the cool floor, her head hung down, and her fingers gently combed the silver hair hanging on her chest, her brows were cold, as if thinking about something.
Ning Changjiu looked at her and asked, "Is there something on my mind?"
"No." Si Ming replied and asked, "What are you practicing?"
Ning Changjiu said: "This is my newly enlightened Taoism."
Si Ming did not ask, she combed her long hair and asked: "Have you...have any weird dreams recently?"
Ning Changjiu only thought that he was talking strange dream talk again, and that dream talk must be related to Xiang'er.
He denied it, saying: "No, in recent dreams, it's mostly just reminiscences of the past."
"Reminiscing about the past?" Si Ming's voice was a little soft, and said: "Is there anything you can't let go of?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Is there anything in the past that can't be put down? The unforeseen future is the only thing to worry about."
Si Ming was silent for a while, always liked to ridicule Ning for a long time, and rarely echoed: "Well, you are right."
Ning Changjiu was a bit uncomfortable, thinking that you were beaten in a dream, why are you so behaved today? They all have the potential of being a good wife and mother.
Si Ming also felt that the atmosphere was not right, she got up and walked across the ground, came to the mirror, and stared at her eyebrows for a long time.
The light inside the house is dim, the rain outside the house is pattering, and the entire Ten Thousand Demons City is as calm as a turbulent lake.
"Okay, get up." Si Ming suddenly said: "Go to the ginseng fruit tree and have a look."
Ning Changjiu responded, stretched his muscles and got up, put on his clothes, Si Ming also walked to the screen and changed his clothes.
The screen is thin, and the color is like black gauze. Ning Changjiu can vaguely see the shadow on it.
Si Ming put on the dark robes, walked out from behind the screen, her brows returned to coldness.
Ning Changjiu took the white paper umbrella and handed it to Si Ming before he left.
Si Ming pushed the umbrella away and said: "I don't need it."
Ning Changjiu brought one by himself.
"Can this little spring rain kill a half-step Wudao ascetic? Or do you like arty too much?" Si Ming started taunting again.
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "It's just a little fun in the world."
Si Ming asked: "Little taste is important?"
"Of course it is important" Ning Changjiu said: "This is one of the proofs of us as human beings."
Since his orders were noncommittal, he walked in the rain after losing his hands.
On the quiet streets, the bluestone slabs were polished to look like mirrors, and the fuzzy figures drifted away in the rain.
Ning Changjiu clinging to the white umbrella, looking at Si Ming's ethereal eyes, quietly tilted the umbrella towards her.
"..." Si Ming felt his superfluous act and didn't say anything.
The two walked like this.
Although the umbrella overhead is useless, it can give people a sense of inexplicable peace of mind.
It's just that a lot of scenery is under the umbrella and it is impossible to see it clearly.
Si Ming said: "Wait until Xiaoling is saved, let's go back to Duanjie City."
Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli have agreed that they will go back, but he doesn't think it is the right time: "Why?"
Si Ming said: "I always feel that Baizang's real goal is there."
"Hmm." Ning Changjiu had the same thought.
Although he doesn't understand Bai Zang, he has already felt her greed in the matter of Tian Zang and Mingjun.
The death of the headless **** is a warning. How could a **** like her who coveted all the mighty powers let go of a lost kingdom of God?
At that time, Duanjiecheng may be dangerous.
"I hope that the trip to the City of Ten Thousand Demons will stop making big waves." Ning Changjiu said.
Si Ming said indifferently: "The weak are afraid of the head and tail."
Ning Changjiu smiled and tilted the umbrella face even more towards her.
Si Ming turned his head and looked at his shoulders wet by the rain. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the icy eyes appeared contemptuous: "There is no end? Why are you so naive?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "You will always get yourself wet if you protect yourself from wind and rain."
Si Ming said: "It's the umbrella that shelters the wind and rain, not you."
Ning Changjiu was silent for a moment, and said: "What if the umbrella leaks one day?"
The umbrella in his mouth refers to the sky.
Si Ming thought for a while, and said: "The sky has been missed once. More than 3,000 years ago, the **** Nuwa performed the feat of refining stones to repair the sky. It is a pity that the dead are now gone, if history repeats itself. , I am afraid that the creatures can only survive in the rain."
"Does Nuwa really exist?" Ning Changjiu asked. He had only heard the myths about the master sister. The master sister played Nu Wa so magically that he couldn't believe it.
Si Ming said: "Mending the sky is not a legend, and creating a man is also a great cause, but it is too long to be chased."
Ning Changjiu curiously asked: "How did you make people?"
Si Ming said calmly: "Just what you want."
Ning Changjiu's eyes widened.
Siming looked at his expression and said in a puzzled way: "Making divine soil and holy water, isn't this something that children know? Are you so shocked?"
"..." Ning Changjiu was ashamed to say his true thoughts just now, and silently said: "The ancient gods are really capable of everything."
Fortune teller: "This is the privilege of the pioneers of the world."
During the drizzle, the two of them walked unhurriedly. The drizzle soaked Ning Changjiu's shoulders a little bit. Si Ming looked at the clear water marks on his white clothes and asked: "If one day, the sky is really I missed it, you happen to have an umbrella in your hand, would you still give it to me like this?" Ning Changjiu said: "Yes."
Si Ming wanted to ask if Lu Jiajia and Zhao Xianger were there, who would you give it to, but asking like this always seemed very strange to her. She gave up the torture, and Ning Changjiu escaped unconsciously.
Ning Changjiu asked back: "If I give you the umbrella, will you take it?"
The Secretary stopped.
They happened to be on the mountainside, beside the withered stone camellia field, the flower-protecting bell swayed lonely, with a thin voice. They have lost what they need to protect, and the long years to come will only be the process of rusting in the rain.
Si Ming stretched out his hand and said: "Give it to me."
"Huh?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled, only to realize that she was talking about umbrellas.
Ning Changjiu handed her the umbrella.
Si Ming took the umbrella, walked to the edge of the cliff with the umbrella, and suddenly raised his hand.
The umbrella fell leisurely down the cliff.
Below the cliff is a forest soaked in rain and fog.
The white umbrella floated there, getting smaller and smaller in the field of vision, like a flower in the rain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
This is Si Ming's answer.
Ning Changjiu looked at the direction where the umbrella disappeared and smiled.
"Let's go." Si Ming said.
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At the foot of the mountain, the fire in the Taishang Pill Furnace became more and more prosperous. Seeing the arrival of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming, the originally lazy virgins immediately sat upright and honestly fanned the fire.
Under the ginseng fruit tree, grievances have accumulated for millions of years and will last for a long time.
Si Ming opened his eyes and glanced at the pill furnace, and said: "It will take nearly half a month."
This sentence became a haze in the hearts of virgins.
They are all wood spirits in essence. The demon spirits of flowers and trees are called ‘puppets’. This name is named after puppets. Wooden people manipulated by humans are puppets. Wooden people who live by themselves are called puppets.
They are naturally afraid of open flames and kiss ghost fires, and the fire of this pill furnace is the hottest level among open flames.
Stay in front of this stove for a day is like a year, staying for half a month, they will all be crazy...
Ning Changjiu sighed: "Has half a month... so long."
Although Xiaoling is still less than two hundred days away from the ‘Last End’, but after a while...
While speaking, Si Ming suddenly turned around and looked at a tree not far from them.
"Who?" Si Ming asked.
I saw a big bird squatting on the tree. The big bird was born with silver-ash feathers and wore a red crow mask. After it was discovered, it was not afraid at all. Instead, it quacked, flew to the ground and turned into A man covered in feathers and thin limbs.
"I am the messenger of the Golden Winged Great Peng King." Big Bird spoke.
The Golden Winged Dapeng King, the only living demon saint in the City of Ten Thousand Demons, once had the feat of whales drinking rivers and swallowing the kingdom of Buddha. Even if he was seriously injured five hundred years ago, it is still hard to heal, and his strength still cannot be underestimated.
Ning Changjiu asked: "What's the matter?"
The messenger opened the mouth and said: "The demon died in the city, and the matter is strange. The king ordered me to investigate this matter."
Ning Changjiu and Si Ming looked at each other.
Si Mingqing said coldly: "I killed the White Deer. If you come for this, you don't have to go around."
"Not so." The messenger said: "Although the Bailu demon is under the king, but the king seems to have not decided to pursue this matter. Another demon died last night."
Si Ming asked: "Who is dead?"
The messenger said: "One is the Hundred-faced Fox, the great demon in the purple court. There is a big theater troupe in the outer city, who will also do some acrobatic performances. The other is the fog demon king of Qijueya. The pythons died strangely together. The cause of death is unknown. This matter is taken seriously and ordered to investigate every outsider."
Mist Demon King?
Ning Changjiu and Si Ming looked at each other.
Ning Changjiu asked: "How is the demon saint going to investigate?"
The messenger handed over two chapters of paper and said: "Just write down the two recent itineraries, and the king will know right from wrong."
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Unobservable.
Second brother sits among the white clouds, throws out the knife at will, and cut the sea of clouds to pieces, without closing it for a long time.
In the sea of clouds, a blue skirt emerged and came to him in a blink of an eye.
"Senior Sister, how about?" Second Senior Brother asked.
Shen Yudao: "There is no ambassador in the Kingdom of White Tibet."
She was willing to go to the big disciple of the sword pavilion in person, not because she valued it, but just wanted to see the reaction of Baizang Kingdom.
Second brother nodded gently and smiled: "Bai Zang is really greedy and timid. He didn't dare to take this risk. Hey, when I saw her for the first time, she was seriously injured under the cliff of blood killing. The ancient demon surviving, covered in blood, looks a little unlovable."
Shenyu smiled coldly: "At the beginning, you can indeed crush her with one hand. Unfortunately, now she has entered the city that should belong to you, poured silver and changed her name to the Snow Palace, and now you ……Hey, the Juggernaut will leave when the time comes. Whether you can win or not, I don’t have the slightest confidence."
The second brother sighed and said honestly: "I don't have confidence either."
Shenyu looked at his expression and said: "If you don't care about everything, can you really be free and easy?"
The second brother grinned and said: "It's just that I don't want to worry about it. Master plans everything. I'm responsible for killing people with a knife."
Shen Yudao: "Master shouldn't save you in the first place."
The second brother said: "If you don't save me, can you save your brother?"
Shenyu laughed and said: "Brother, you are really harder and harder to talk recently."
Senior brother hurriedly said: "Joke and joke, senior sister, don't take it to your heart."
Shenyu didn't bother to say anything, said: "Anyway, if I were you, I would watch someone occupy the magpie's nest, but I don't have the heart to sit alone in the clouds and be an enemy of this leisurely white cloud."
"My city..." The second brother smiled lonely: "The people in the city are dead, but I live alone. How can it be my city?"
Shen Yudao: "Your city is still there, you are still there, everything is available, why should you be depressed?"
The second brother listened, was silent for a while, and laughed casually. He pressed his half-finger-wide back with the knife, and slowly wiped it off, saying: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I have my own plan... when the time comes. I will invite the elder sisters and younger brothers to have a drink on the tower, look at the scenery under the colorful clouds, and reminisce about the scenery back then."
"I hope so." Shenyu hummed lightly.
The second brother remembered something and asked: "By the way, how did you fight with that girl?"
Shen Yudao: "That girl is not bad. If she has been repaired for a hundred years, she should be able to become a great weapon. Now that the fire is still lacking, she should still be healed in Silver Lake at this moment. She will not be able to reach the Ten Thousand Demon City within a month."
"Senior Sister is truly unparalleled in the world." Second Senior Brother praised.
Shen Yu was too lazy to respond. She stepped across the sea of clouds and floated towards the unobservable place.
The second brother stretched his waist and casually chanted a famous verse in the world.
Shen Yu only heard the first sentence.
"The resignation of the Emperor Baidi to the colorful clouds."
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