Beyond the Divine States Chapter 347: : Great dreams in the world, the world’s spring is cool

The rain in Ten Thousand Demons City stopped and fell.

The air was very stuffy, the insects and birds flew very low, and the humming sound from time to time in the valley. The little monkey demon stared in horror, looking at the catfish demon in official uniform in front of him, and said:" My lord...it...it's none of my business, I really didn't kill the two kings!"

The catfish demon looked long, and said: "Hmph, you really know how to put gold on your face, and you want to kill the fog demon king even with your little things? I think you are scared and stupid."

The little monkey demon was taken aback, wiped the rain from his face, and said: "Then...what is this?"

The catfish demon said: "It's just a routine business. The monsters near Qijue Cliff must be investigated and almost missed you... You monkey demon, live in this cave?"

Little Monkey Yaodui smiled and said: "It's comfortable to live in the mountains."

Speaking, two sharp noises came from the cave. The catfish monster frowned and looked at the two little monkeys. He shook his head gently, not paying much attention, and continued to ask: "The night two days ago , Have you noticed any changes? Or, is there any strange person passing by?"

The little monkey demon scratched his head, his pupils turned, and gently shook his head: "The rainstorm last two nights last night, but...there is no impression."

The catfish demon nodded without suspicion, and said: "Do the Mist Demon King and the Hundred Face Fox have anything to do with you?"

The little monkey said demonly: "It doesn't matter, I don't know them at all."

The catfish demon nodded and said: "Well, if you remember anything, remember to tell me."

The little monkey demon nodded, and it couldn't help asking: "By the way, dare to ask the adults, what killed the two big demon?"

The catfish demon faintly said: "Wounded by a blunt weapon...well, your cave is too broken. How can the spirit-opening monsters be so miserable as you, then I will give you a treasure place that includes food and housing."

Speaking, it patted the little monkey demon on the head and slowly left.

The little monkey demon repeated thanks. It looked at the back of the leaving official uniform, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly dived back into the cave.

After the catfish demon came down the mountain, a goat spirit greeted him and asked: "How is it?"

The catfish demon handed it the transcript, then spread out his palm, took out two vellus hairs, and looked at it in the light. This is what he stuck on the monkey demon's head last time.

It said solemnly: "It can't be wrong. This is exactly the same as the monkey hair found on the Hundred-faced fox. It should be the little monkey... Heh, the acting is really like, if it hadn't cleaned up the scene, Almost lied to this lord."

The goat spirit also handed over a book, saying: "This monkey and the Hundred-faced Fox are in the same troupe. There was a festival. What is the relationship with the Fog Demon King is not clear."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." The catfish demon said: "Don't let people watch the peak, tell the adults on it, let them decide the life and death of the monkey demon."

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While the Nine Spirit Yuansheng was meditating on the stone platform to realize Zen, the Golden Winged Dapeng came again.

"Have you made a decision?" Nine Spirit Yuansheng asked.

The Golden Wing Roc asked back: "This is a rare opportunity, why should I miss it?"

Nine Spirits Yuan Shengdao: "That woman is very strong. If I don't take the holy artifacts, and I don't have the confidence to beat her, are you sure to try?"

The Golden Wing Roc asked: "Without her, the Golden Crow would have been in my womb at this moment."

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng asked: "Do you want me to help you?"

The Golden Wing Dapeng said coldly: "I know what I did was against my vows back then. My decision today may even make the collapse of the City of Ten Thousand Demons come early. It’s fine if you don’t hinder me, don’t expect your help. Me."

The Nine Spirit Yuansheng closed his mouth, and the lion’s head in the dark flame beside his head said: “I advise you not to seek your own death. The only old ape who can help you has been a hundred years ago. When she dies, the Empress of Ten Thousand Demons vowed to stay in the funeral for her to death and will not help you. You have no sacred artifacts, and you will find the woman in trouble, and you will die.

The Golden Winged Roc stood silent for a while, the golden feather behind him burned like fire, he raised his face, and said after a long while: "I really can't pull out the sacred artifact, but..."

She stared at the head of the ghost fire of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and said: "The City of Ten Thousand Demons has more than four sacred artifacts!"

Nine Spirit Yuansheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eighteen pairs of eyes stared at the Golden Wing Roc. The mane was surging like a raging fire, and he said: "Are you coveting the saint's relic?"

Gold Wing Roc said: "You and I know that, when the saint cut the flesh and cut the bones, he hid the divine object in flesh and blood and left it in the City of Ten Thousand Demons. It's just that we have been I couldn't find it."

Nine Spirits Yuan Shengdao: "That is the sage of the sage. It has already given birth to spirituality. If you deliberately want to hide, you will not find it... Besides, even if it finds it, how can it recognize you?"

The Golden Winged Roc was silent for a long time, and still said: "Two days ago, two monsters in the purple court realm died in the city."

Nine Spirit Yuansheng frowned and said: "What does this mean? There are demons in Ten Thousand Demons City who want to betray?"

The Golden Wing Dapeng shook his head and said: "The demon's death was strange. The broken bone was wounded by a blunt weapon, but the incision was as neat as a sword... Well, this is the file about the case, you can take a look." /

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng took over a thick stack of files with nine lines in one eye.

It also fell silent.

In the Temple of the Demon God, two masterful demon kings are standing opposite each other, seemingly reminiscing about something.

After reading the dossier, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng remained silent for a long time, sitting still like a withered Buddha, and his burly body is much thinner.

The Golden Winged Roc slowly spoke. After the face of the crow, his voice was sharp, and he said as if singing words: "Iron Nine Turns, God Furnace Samadhi, overturned the Big Dipper, and opened the Antarctic...500 years ago, The gods once asked, "The world is boundless, how many catties can you bear in your heart? The saint replied: 135,000 catties..."

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The Nine Spirit Yuansheng sighed a long time later.

In a blink of an eye, the ten thousand demons swallowed the mountains and seas and smashed the past of the gods. It is an old thing five hundred years ago. The waves of the year were magnificent, and in a blink of an eye it was already the twilight setting sun.

Nine Spirits Yuan Shengdao: "The saint's life is not long, otherwise, how can the gods come out?"

The Golden Winged Dapeng was even more pessimistic, and said: "Even if the saint is prosperous, what can he change? He can beat Lei Lao, but can he beat Tianli?"

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng raised his head and suddenly said: "Above this peak, there is still a country."

Gold Wing Dapeng sneered and said: "Do you entrust your hope to them?"

Nine Spirits Yuan Shengdao: "They are the strongest people today. If they can't, no one can save the world."

The Golden Wing Roc said: "Five hundred years ago, didn't the Moon God also take action? What was the result? Afterwards, the Saint was killed and the Moon God disappeared..."

The Golden Winged Roc couldn’t bear to speak more than half of the story, and sighed: “I have no determination to fight against the sky. I have a great aspiration in this life. Only with my body, I can stand on the ground and become a Buddha and create a golden kingdom. In the world, when the City of Ten Thousand Demons collapses, swallow it and leave the last pure land of Ten Thousand Demons."

The majestic voice of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng looked lonely: "If this is the case, you should try it. It is your destiny whether the gods recognize the Lord or not. I will not interfere."

The Golden Winged Roc asked: "Then what about you? What are you going to do? You have the power of a **** and want to be a stone lion and look at the door for a lifetime?"

Nine Spirits Yuansheng's nine heads sighed together, saying: "I don't know what I want."

Golden Wing Roc's golden pupils lit a dark fire, and said: "You and Na Ke Wenzhou are really more and more alike. I hope that then, you can hold the demon heart and don't become a person like him."

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng said calmly: "Junior Brother Ke...the saint said at the beginning that he was born with rebellious bones. But his talent is too high, the saint cherishes his talents, he has no kind of education, and he is one of his disciples, who knows After the sage died, he immediately rebelled... This hatred will not be forgotten throughout my life. In the future, I will personally go to the sword pavilion and fold his first sword in half in half."

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Ke Wenzhou is the life of the sword saint of Jiange.

Five hundred years ago, he was still a boy during the second hunt for the country. At this moment, he was sitting at the highest point of the Seventy-two Cave of the Jiange Pavilion, quietly looking into the distance, looking at the endlessly changing glow of the sea of ​​clouds, and he was silent.

He is not old, his hair is still black, his back is still upright, but his body is too thin, and although the muscles wrapped in bronze skin are red and strong, they are only separated by a thin layer. The skin, like a small blade, can cut it easily.

He is like a penance ascetic, unremarkable, even old-fashioned.

On his knees, there is a quaint, rusty sword across.

This sword is not a great sword, but it has been with me for five hundred years and is best known.

The Juggernaut looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and the glow of the sea of ​​clouds filled his pupils, turning into darkness.

His heart is dark.

The last ray of light in his heart left him on the day the saint was beheaded.

To this day, he also remembers the day when he knelt before the demons, cut the bones of himself, and betrayed alone. When the old ape with arms was still alive, he asked himself whether you were worthy of Jianxin by doing this.

He replied: What the sword follows should be the strongest.

He studied at Li He, studied at Qiu Ziguan, studied at the most famous swordsman at the time, and finally almost came to and fro and met a saint. At the beginning, the saint was sitting on the futon, looking at him, asking him three questions, he blurted out, answering one by one, but the saint did not speak, but promised to accept him as a disciple.

That day he thought he had found what he wanted in his life...

Ke Wenzhou slowly closed his eyes, his hand slowly closed on the hilt, he was not holding the sword, but his lost heart.

But once the choice has been made, there is no turning back.

Punishment on behalf of the world...

This is a very tempting word.

Three thousand years ago, the Dark Lord chose an ancient **** in the world, and descended the monstrous oracle to make it stronger than ever before, directly defeating and beheading the strongest in the world.

The ancient **** is Yan Fu. It was conferred a **** in that war and gained the position of god. It stands tall in the kingdom of God to this day. When the saint is not dead, it is the second **** among the twelve gods.

Nowadays, he has become a divine lord, unable to go to the realm, and participate in human affairs with his true body.

So Tiandao chose him.

He will be the second Yankee.

A month ago, Bai Zang also left an oracle, revealing a little about Nanzhou Abyssal City.

There is a divine position vacant for seven hundred years.

It is time for him to sit down.

Thinking about this, he slowly got up, deciding when to leave the customs.

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In the evening, outside the ancient Lingzong, a sword came south.

Liu Junzhuo stood on the sword light, stopped outside the ancient spirit sect, the petals of the cherry blossoms dissipated under his feet, and was blown into powder by the wind.

Her hand touched the ancient spirit sect's great formation.

She could break it shortly, but she didn't do it.

This trip is to fetch the sword, so you have to be more polite.

Liu Junzhuo stood at the door, waiting quietly.

Not long after, a woman in white clothes with full sleeves and sword spirit appeared in front of her, looked at her questioningly, and asked: "Who is your Excellency?"

Liu Junzhuo looked at her and said: "Who are you? I'm looking for your ancient spirit sect master."

Lu Jiajia felt a little bit shy in his heart, and said: "What are you looking for the lord?"

Liu Junzhuo said: "There was a disciple of the Guizong, named Zhang Jiu. At the time of the ranking, I gave him a sword and a crown, and now I want to change it back."

Lu Jiajia was surprised and asked: "Your Excellency is the second disciple of Jiange?"

"Yes." Liu Jun Zhuo's head lightly, looked at her for a while, smiled and said: "You are very good."

Lu Jiama was slightly nervous, and said: "Thanks to Mr. Er's approval, um...for the sword and the crown, let's come in and talk."

Liu Junzhuo nodded and followed her into the Ancient Spirit Sect.

Liu Junzhuo looked at her back and asked: "Are you also a sword spirit?"

Lu Jiajia said ah.

Liu Junzhuo asked: "What is your relationship with Si Ming?"

Lu Jiama thought for a moment, not sure: "Sister."

Liu Junzhuo asked: "Where is Zhang Jiu?"

Lu Jiajia said seriously: "That's my apprentice."

"Your apprentice?" Liu Junzhuo was puzzled, thinking that although you are the pinnacle of the Purple Court, your apprentice realm seems to surpass you...

Lu Jiajia explained: "Yes, Sect Master Si spends most of his time in deep meditation practice, so I will accept students as his teacher."

Liu Junzhuo asked curiously: "The Zhang Jiu realm is so high, so he doesn't have any dissatisfaction with you, the master. Do you want to find another wiser?"

Lu Jia married: "No."

Liu Junzhuo looked at her arrogant, glamorous and vulgar figure, and laughed and joked: "That girl, be careful, you disciple, maybe you are plotting against you."

Lu Jia's eyes moved slightly, and the hand between Yun's sleeves was gently squeezed, and his face calmly said: "Don't worry, my disciple just respects me."

Liu Junzhuo was noncommittal, saying: "Sword-spirit body is rare in the world. You did not come to the sword pavilion to practice the Taoism. It is a pity that my seventh and eighth junior brothers are also sword-spirited and highly accomplished. If you come, I can let They give you some pointers."

Lu Marrying did not say much, just smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Er."

Liu Junzhuo said: "I know what you are thinking. At the Haiguo Banquet, my Seventh Junior Brother lost to a woman, which gave people a laughing stock, which is really embarrassing. But now Junior Brother has learned from the pain, and the realm is not what it used to be..."

While speaking, Liu Junzhuo glanced at her again, only to feel that this female sword was clear with everyone, but the sword intent was not sharp enough and still needed to be polished.

She turned around and said: "By the way, my name is Liu Junzhuo, and the beautiful jade is Jun. The swordsmanship is outstanding."

Lu Jia married a gift, hesitated to speak, and said: "My name is Lu Jia Jia, I will talk about marriage and marry."

Between the two, the temperature dropped sharply, and frost was everywhere. The fish king who had walked here leisurely immediately exploded with cat fur, meowing and running away.

Liu Junzhuo stared at her with his sword eyes like snow: "Are you Lu Jiajia?!"

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In the guest room of the ancient Lingzong, Liu Junzhuo sat cross-legged, his hands formed into lotus flowers, placed on his knees, his eyes closed, his expression slightly cold.

Lu Jiajia smiled elegantly, poured a cup of tea for her, and said: "Sect Master is still in retreat now. I hope Miss Liu can wait two more days. If I don't entertain me well, I hope to forgive me."

Liu Junzhuo looked at her coldly, and said: "It's you who defeated the Seventh Junior Brother?"

Lu Jia married and said: "It's just a fluke to win."

Liu Junzhuo said: "There is no fluke. Victory means victory. If it is on the battlefield, it is the difference between life and death."

Lu Jiajia smiled gently.

Liu Junzhuo laughed at himself: "If this is the case, I invited you to watch it earlier, but I was insulting myself?"

Lu Jiama is very polite and authentic: "Ms. Liu is kind, I am very touched. The sword pavilion is also a holy place for all monks, and I admire it very much."

Listening to her polite remarks, Liu Junzhuo became more and more curious, and said: "You defeated my Seventh Junior Brother, Zhang Jiu won my sword and crown, the order of life is the fourth in the world... You Gu Lingzong, really talented."

Lu Jiajia listened, his face was gentle and calm.

She didn't expect that the second disciple of Jiange would actually come to the door, but at this moment, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming were not with her. She was the only one of Gu Lingzong, and she had to stay calm.

Lu Jia married: "Ms. Liu’s sword and crown are in the sect. Sister Sister told me before she retreats. If you come to find it, let me give it to you directly. Miss Liu, wait a minute and I’ll go. Take the sword."

Liu Junzhuo frowned lightly and said: "Give it to me so easily?"

Lu Jia married and said: "That is what Mr. Er owns. My clan takes care of it."

Liu Junzhuo disagreed. She seriously said: "Since I lost it, it is not mine. I can't take it for nothing. You can state your terms."

Lu Jia married: "No conditions are required."

Liu Junzhuo said: "Then you let Zhang Jiu come to see me, it was him who lost my sword, so he should make the decision."

Lu Jia married and said: "Zhang Jiu... went to other sects to practice, and he is not in the sect at the moment."

Liu Junzhuo was silent for a moment and said: "It's a pity, I originally wanted to give him three peerless sword books."

Lu Jiajia wondered: "Why do you need this?"

Liu Junzhuo said indifferently: "I just want him to give up on my younger sister."

Lu Jiama's expression changed slightly. Her body became tighter unknowingly, her lips were pursed, and she asked softly: "What little sister?"

Liu Junzhuo explained: "My fourteenth junior sister, Liu Xiwan... When she entered the building to compete with Zhang Jiu, the two stayed in the building for a day and a night. Although they did not know what to say, I could see that they were each other. Feeling sorrowful, but this is destined to be fruitless. When the time comes, Miss Lu will see him and persuade him for me so that he can give up as soon as possible."

Lu Jiajia Mu Ran sat with his head lowered, Tan mouth lightly opened, and he stopped talking. Mo Fa Bai Chang's figure is extremely beautiful, but a little cold.

Liu Junzhuo noticed the strangeness and asked: "What's the matter?"

Lu Jiajia whispered: "There are other things... maybe they are just playing swords in the building?"

Liu Junzhuo said: "I violated the rules of the door and trespassed into the top rankings. What can I see with my own eyes is still false? Oh, I was outside the door but listened to them talking affectionately for a long time. I’m afraid I’m going to sleep together that night."

"Oh, I see, I... will talk to Tu'er." Lu Jiajia whispered.

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It's another night.

"Ning Changjiu!"

Ning Changjiu, who was studying, was suddenly called by name. His body was agitated. He raised his head and saw Lu Jiajia looking at him coldly, with an unfriendly expression.

Ning Changjiu thought that he had done nothing...

"Sister, what's the matter?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Lu Jiajia asked: "Do you know it's wrong?"

Ning Changjiu was dumbfounded, and asked: "What's wrong? What did I do? I still hope that the elder sister can point it out."

"What did you do? You can tell me what you did?" Lu Jiajia weighed the ruler, and said, "You should reflect on it, and be lenient."

Zhao Xianger and Si Ming looked at him gleefully.

Ning Chang thought for a moment, and said innocently: "I can't remember it."

Lu Jiajiaqing said coldly: "Then come here to receive the punishment!"

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu was completely stupid, and said: "Married, you and I have always been on the united front!"

"Sister-in-law!" Lu Jia married.

Ning Changjiu sighed and said: "Okay, Master Sister..."

Speaking, he couldn't help but whispered softly: "This senior sister is only big..."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Jiajia's long and narrow Qiushui eyes narrowed slightly, and the water was full of murderous intent, "Well, now you are guilty, disrespect Sister Sister!"

"???" Ning Changjiu was completely stunned, wondering where was his own gentle marriage.

He dared not say anything, his wrist was grabbed by Lu Jiajia, and he pulled it over, a clear voice rang, the ruler fell, and he slapped his palms. Behind him, Zhao Xianger and Si Ming clapped their hands. Applaud.

This fight knocked out Lu Jia's marriage with five swordsmen, but she didn't feel distressed, but felt it was worth it.

Ning Changjiu, with red and swollen hands, returned to his seat, flipping through the book with difficulty.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye.

"Brother, come here again." Lu Jia married.

Ning Changjiu slowly got up and came to him tremblingly.

Lu Jiajia looked at him, eyes flickering, lightly grabbed his hand and looked at it, sighed, and slowly said: "Senior sister... Didn't you hurt you?"

"Senior Sister thinks that if there is, there will be, and if there is not, there will be no..." Ning Changjiu understood the truth from the mouth.

"Hard mouth!" Lu Jia scolded, but still using spiritual power, rubbing his hand to reduce the swelling for him.

Ning Changjiu looked at her cold and soft face, slightly lost.

"Marry." Ning Changjiu called her softly.

"Yeah." Lu Jiajia responded.

Ning Changjiu asked: "What's the matter?"

Lu Jiajia said indifferently: "If your hand is swollen, you can't touch the flowers and provoke the grass."

Ning Changjiu was stunned, with guilt in his heart. He turned his wrist and wanted to hold the other's hand, but Lu Jiajia slapped his hand away and said coldly: "Don't be presumptuous, points will be deducted!"

If you buckle it again, her sword will become negative.

On the other side, Zhao Xianger and Si Ming fought again.

Without the support of spiritual power, the two of them didn't pay attention to any moves in the fight. After a short while, they hugged each other and rolled on the grass, angering the grass.

Lu Jiajia and Ning Changjiu hurriedly went to persuade them to fight.

After separating the two, Lu married both soft and hard, which made their attitudes a little better for each other, and they said to each other in an imaginary way.

Lu Jiajia thought that it seemed that the game of exchange of friendship still could not be left behind, so he ordered the next class not to be held and instead played games.

Zhao Xianger and Si Ming got up reluctantly and were forced to play peekaboo.

After a lesson, their friendship hasn't improved, but they have lost five more swords.

Hey, there are only eight left...

Lu Marrying is in distress.

Thinking about dealing with Liu Junzhuo in the daytime, and coming to the Taoist temple in the evening to get angry, and I feel uneasy. This elder sister, it's improper!

In Jian's heart, the sound of immortality rises again: If you don't do your duty, you will hold three swords.

She raised her head, and saw Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er doing small movements under the table. She puffed up her cheeks and said annoyed: "Ning Changjiu! I want to drive you out of the teacher's door!"

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In the temple, Ye Changong watched silently, and she occasionally smiled like a fleeting gleam.

"It's almost done." She whispered, raising her sleeves and touching it in front of her. An illusory moon stripe was slender and formed.

That is something similar to a sundial.

She turned the sundial lightly.

In Taoist temples, the sun rises and the moon sets, spring passes and autumn comes, and time moves fast, but the people in it don't even notice it.

Dream of Spring and Autumn, but so.

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(Extremely thanks to Qiankun Wanyu for the rudder master and heroes who rewarded!! Married to the rudder master of Tianwaifeixian for rewarding! _ Zixi_, socks must be over the knee to reward heroes! Sincere thanks to the four Great support~ Yeah!)