Beyond the Divine States Chapter 396: : Southern Wilderness

That night, the strong wind blew all night on the peaks around Baoshan Mountain.

In the sky, blue-gray clouds are pushed to the distance one after another, listening through the temple, the sound of the wind is like a sobbing flute, resounding mysteriously and high, the leaves are shaking, and the grass waves are low. , And then the torrential rain flew down again, and the sky and the earth were out of balance in the wind and rain.

Shao Xiaoli held the wooden sign of the inner disciple of the Hehuan Sect, like holding a treasure. She stood outside the hall, sitting under the steps covered by the eaves, looking at a dim world, where endless rain fell, Xia The sultry heat of the day surrounded her, and occasionally the rain blew, and her face was cool.

Several hours ago, she informed Ning Changjiu of her heart, and Ning Changjiu accepted the acceptance of her as a disciple.

Shao Xiaoli has a strange feeling in her heart. When she was called the boss, she always had the heroic feelings of worshipping the hand on the mountain, but after she was called the master, there was a lock of respect and inferiority in her heart. At this moment, the long-term view is raining all over. No one, she was quieter unconsciously.

The girl sipped pears, feeling the aura from the wind and rain.

She sat alone for a long time.

After midnight, the door of the palace opened, Ning Changjiu walked out quietly, took a white dress and put it on her body.

Shao Xiaoli realized afterwards, she gathered her clothes and asked with a smile: "Master not only likes mentoring, but also white clothes?"

Ning Changjiu rubbed her head, "I'm afraid you will get cold."

Bai Chang is very flexible. Shao Xiaoli is slightly petite and curled up inside. She took out the pear and gave it to Ning Changjiu. Ning Changjiu ate with her.

Ning Changjiu's expression was slightly pale, and the three-legged golden crow flew out, stopped on his shoulder, and watched the rain with them.

"We used to be your tribe." Shao Xiaoli suddenly spoke. She had already got those memories and repeated: "After you died, our tribe began to flee. After several cycles, it is about to perish. It coincides with the return of the master. In the world, the scorpion was beheaded and killed, and then the withered tribe was placed in Broken Boundary City, and the tribe was able to continue to this day."

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly. When he first came to Broken World City, he felt a trace of blood ties, but he never thought about it in that direction.

"I didn't protect you well in the first place, it was my fault." Ning Changjiu said.

For several lifetimes in the memory, he died very early, and every time he showed his head, he was beheaded and killed by the projection of the gibbon.

In comparison, although this life has gone through many twists and turns, it is happier than in the past.

Shao Xiaoli smiled faintly, and said: "Master is also trying hard to recall past memories, right?"

"Well, building mythological logic requires real history." Ning Changjiu said.

"History..." Shao Xiaoli recalled: "How powerful we were when we were old immortals. If we can return to the top, why should we fear the Lord of the Kingdom of God?"

Ning Changjiu gave a hum. The ancient immortals of the early Yuan Dynasty at the peak of Nuwa Pangu created countless incredible myths. If humans can climb to that height, the projection of the Lord of the Kingdom of God will not help them, they join forces. , It is even possible to destroy the invincible kingdom of God.

"Unfortunately, I can't go back again." Ning Changjiu said.

Shao Xiaoli was puzzled: "Why can't we go back? We were humans at the beginning, but now we are humans. What's the difference?"

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, feeling the aura flowing through his fingertips, and said: "In these years, the dark master has been plundering the aura of the world forever. These auras are gone forever, and the aura of the world is becoming thinner and thinner. The person may also become weaker and weaker."

Shao Xiaoli opened his fingers to the rain curtain, and the night was divided into eight fragments between his fingers.

"Really? Is such a vast aura still unable to provide for a monk of the legendary three realms?" Shao Xiaoli asked.

Ning Changjiu was silent for a long time, and said: "I'm not sure. Thin spiritual energy is a common opinion in the world, but in fact...this doesn't convince me."

He stood up and watched the rain dripping down under the eaves.

After he and Lu married Huifeng, the aura of Yujian Tianzong became more abundant, and these auras were enough to support a monk of the five realms, so why did the real man of Hanchi be unable to break through the realm back then? Eventually embarked on the evil way.

Although the Dark Lord is constantly plundering the Aura, but the Aura is the largest mine, and it may not be possible to dig it for several thousand years-but before that, the Dark Lord may directly infiltrate here, and there is no need for the God Lord and Innate Spirit , He can devour the aura like a gluttonous gulp.

Although the aura is becoming scarce, there are countless barren mountains and ridges in this world, and the whole area is vast and sparsely populated. Why can't a real monk or a big demon be able to raise it?

The vegetation and all the spirits are prosperous, so why are people and demons withered?

There must be a deeper secret hidden in this.

Ning Changjiu can't think of the answer for the time being.

Both of them were thinking about this problem, and the rain gradually became lighter.

Lu Jiajia walked out of the hall dressed in white clothes, elegant in appearance.

"I haven't come back for so long, are you teaching privately?" Lu Jiajia asked with a chuckle.

Shao Xiaoli reacted quickly, and immediately took out a pear and said: "Madam, eat pears."

Lu Jiao grafted pears and sat down beside Shao Xiaoli.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Do you want to be in attendance when you are married?"

"Being a teacher doesn't have this interest." Lu Jiajia said lightly.

Shao Xiaoli yelled, and joked: "It stands to reason that I am the first disciple of the boss, in Duanjiecheng, so I seem to be a married sister."

Lu Jiajia turned her face sideways, staring at her faintly, "Senior Sister?"

"No! I was joking with my married sister!" Shao Xiaoli slandered and categorically cut the line.

Lu Jiajia gently nodded, she rubbed the girl's head, smiled and said obediently.

Ning Changjiu looked at the upright fairy and smiled and said: "After the marriage broke into the Five Realms, it really became more and more rigid."

The Little Sword Fairy, who was once bullied by the great evil man Snow Porcelain, now has a tendency to become a brand new evil force.

Lu Jiajia coldly hummed: "Do you have an opinion?"

"Don't dare." Ning Changjiu said, and then asked: "By the way, I have never asked about marrying. After you break into the Five Realms, what authority do you have?"

Lu Jia married the eyelashes lightly, she thought for a while, and said: "After entering the five realms, I learned that the sword spirit itself is a fragment of authority..."

Speaking, Lu Jiajia raised his hand.

The wind and drizzle that had been blowing all night suddenly stopped.

The majestic sword aura rises like a tsunami in the rainy night, the rain, the leaves, everything you see in Lu Jiajia, everything that raises his hand is turned into a sword, and the mountain around the waterfall is like a royal court at this moment. , The Empress of the Sword came to the rainy night, and all the heavens and all Xiangs bowed down to her.

Lu Jiajia overturned his hands.

Thousands of Rain Silk is like a flying sword, rewinding into the sky, rushing to the infinite clouds.

Lu Jiajia did not gain new power, but after the sword spirit was reshaped, the power is not what it used to be. She is even confident that she can mobilize all the swords and iron weapons of the entire Yujian Tianzong in a single thought. With more spiritual power, she can even assimilate the peaks into swords and control the four peaks together.

Shao Xiaoli returned to her horror. At a certain moment, she even had the illusion that she was in a sea of ​​swords and swords. She thought silently, she must not provoke the wife in the future...

Ning Changjiu was also a little surprised. He smiled and said: "The eighty-one fairy sword I forged at the beginning looks stronger than I thought."

"Really?" Lu Jiajia stared at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu changed his mind again, "Of course, if it weren’t for the diligence of the day after marrying, there would be no such power to carry Mount Tai over the North Sea."

Lu Jiajia smiled, looked at the night sky, and said: "Thanks to Master's Jianxin..."

"Jianxin?"

"Hmm..." Lu Jiajia told him about his third sword match with Liu Junzhuo.

Ning Changjiu couldn't help but remembered the scene of him and Zhao Xianger chanting the marriage words in their dreams when facing the Golden Wing Roc. The timing of everything is just right, and it is within the master's calculation.

"Liu Junzhuo relied on his realm to deceive others, and his hands were so heavy. In the future, I will fight against Jiange. I will marry and avenge." Ning Changjiu vowed.

Lu Jia married and said: "Liu Junzhuo is the pinnacle of the Five Realms no matter what, how long have you been in the Five Realms, can you be her opponent?"

Ning Changjiu believes in himself: "No one who uses a sword in the world is my opponent."

"Huh?" Lu Jiajia's Ling eyes narrowed.

Shao Xiaoli added a sentence to him: "Married to marry a sister is a fairy in the sky."

The three laughed softly for a while, then returned to the temple with a chat.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia finished resting, went back to the room to practice again, and drilled the Well of Fetal Spirit in Jinwu Country Middle School. Shao Xiaoli sat cross-legged in the main hall, and also practiced hurriedly. Her realm was suppressed for too long in the city of Broken Realm. , At this moment, the building was broken again and again, and it was advancing forward.

But Shao Xiaoli is not satisfied with the speed that can be called a miracle.

She knew that only after breaking into the Five Realms, could she have a slight influence on the future trend of the world.

This is a rare and peaceful August.

In the next half month, the three of them never went out of Huanbaoshan.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married together to build the Golden Crow God Kingdom. The Well of Fetal Spirit has begun to take shape, and the positions of the five pillars of mythological logic have also been drawn up. The discussion on the mythological node is still going on.

"The most central **** pillar should be the legend of shooting the sun." Lu Jiamarried: "This is something that the world knows, and it should be the absolute foundation."

Ning Changjiu has no objection to this, saying: "I came to the world from the ancient sun country through the sea of ​​reincarnation. This is the initial node, but for the world today, it is a matter of'outside history'. Even Bai Zang did not know that Chang'e was Chang Xi, so...the shooting of the sun should be the midpoint, but it is difficult to choose the major events before and after."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Then what do you think was the first in history?"

Ning Changjiu fell into memory.

The creation of Mythological Logic must be rigorous, but rigor does not mean procrastination. After the lunar eclipse is only three and a half months away, he must make a decision.

"What if I am not a god, but an ordinary person?" Ning Changjiu said.

"What?" Lu Jiajia did not react.

Ning Changjiu explained: "If an ordinary person was asked to choose the most important node in his life, what would he choose?"

Lu Jiajia thought about it for a while.

"Birth, marriage and child, death..." She said this. She believes that every day of life is important, but these are probably common nodes.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "That's it."

He raised his hand and landed gently in the kingdom of the Golden Crow.

In the village that year, he was born on the same day as Chang'e. The villagers from the whole village came, and they looked solemn, as if they were dealing with an extremely solemn thing.

When he was fourteen years old, he and Chang'e completed their wedding. He was not sure if they had the bridal chamber that night. In short, they carried their swords out of the village together on the second day and went to the world.

They did not have children.

According to Lu Jiajia's point of view, the third picture shows Yi shoots for nine days, after which the Golden Crow surrenders.

The fourth picture is that he was killed by the Knuckles, which is also something that many ancient beings know.

The memory has become a real picture, and the shadow of Yunfu cannot be described. Lu Jiajia only sees the beam of light and Ning long-bodied with a knife, and the soul is blown away in the wind alone.

"The last scene..."

Ning Changjiu raised his hand.

Lu Jiajia looked at the position of his fingers, and a beam of light rose on the ground. In the beam of light, the picture was depressing and solemn.

Ning Xiaoling lay on the ground, her hair spread, pale cheeks with faint bloodshot eyes, Ning Qinshui roared in the hall, and crawled towards the teenagers and girls. The sky is high and the moon is far away, Mrs. Bai’s. The soul is hidden outside the hall, peeping here through the candlestick.

The hall was dim and the candlelight was shaking, but the young man who should have died opened his eyes.

Looking at this scene, Lu Jiajia was a little trembling. At that time, she hadn't left Jianzong on the blue and white sedan chair, but all her destiny had quietly begun to operate in the imperial city thousands of miles away.

Ning Changjiu dropped his arms, the sea of ​​memory seemed to be emptied, and his breathing became weak.

Lu Jiajia grabbed his hand and gently conveyed his spiritual energy, saying: "Let’s take a good rest today, you haven’t slept well for half a month."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said weakly: "It's okay, I'm fine."

The five beams of light are extinguished one after another. What Ning Changjiu has just given is only the first draft. He needs time and energy to inject more details and make them complete.

After Ning Changjiu finished speaking, he lightly leaned on Lu Jiajia's body and fell asleep.

Lu Jiajia held him and felt infinitely tired. In the past two months, they practiced Taoism together day and night, their spirits were constantly stimulated, and they almost couldn't feel the existence of joy again. God who tends to be indifferent.

She held Ning Changjiu and looked at the embryonic form of the Well of Fetal Spirit with a gentle expression.

It was an abyss on the edge of the Golden Crow Kingdom.

The yin and yang qi lingers in the abyss. Those qi are entangled and run continuously under the basic logic of the yin and yang towering grand ceremony. The aura of the entire Golden Crow Kingdom is thrown into it, forming a "spirit" under the support of the unique laws of the Kingdom.

After these ‘spirits’ appear, they burst like bubbles and are thrown back into the mother well. When the mother well is completed, they can become special lives in the kingdom of God.

At the same time, this broken Golden Crow God Kingdom has gradually become more orderly.

Looking at the many changes, Lu Jiajia feels like weaving his home by himself.

In the following days, they will recreate the icon, the temple, and gather the broken sparks into the sun.

She was sitting in this simple kingdom of God, smiling softly, and fell asleep without knowing it.

When he woke up, Ning Changjiu was still a little confused.

He suppressed the exhaustion of his body, took Lu Jiajia away from the Golden Crow, settled her on the bed in the Sect Master Hall, tucked the quilt, and then tucked a fluffy doll into her arms .　　Ning quietly opened the door of the temple for a long time, and saw Shao Xiaoli meditating intently, aura running around the sun.

Ning Chang didn't bother for a long time. He watched earnestly for a while, and after confirming that she hadn't made trouble because of her eagerness for quick success and quick gain, his mind relaxed a little.

After Shao Xiaoli finished his cultivation, he turned around to look at Ning Changjiu, and said with a small smile: "Master hasn't come to see the disciple for a few days, but you still know that you will go to court occasionally."

Ning Changjiu said guiltily: "I can't get out of it."

Shao Xiaoli looked at his bloodless lips, and said: "Master, you have to be more restrained, don't be tired of yourself."

"Well, thank you Xiaoli for your concern."

"When will the master teach my inner sect practice?"

"When do you want to learn?"

"Yeah..." Shao Xiaoli looked at his cheek, and hesitated and said: "Let's wait until the master is done."

While she was talking, she grabbed a pear, changed seventy-six swordsmanship within a few breaths, peeled the pear skin clean, cut it in half, and handed it to Ning Changjiu in half.

Ning Changjiu took it, the moist pear touched the chapped lips, and the juice poured gently into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Shao Xiaoli asked expectantly. This is the only trivial thing she can do.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Little pear is delicious."

Shao Xiaoli blushed slightly, lowered her head, and started chewing.

Lu Jia wakes up shortly after she gets married. She is wearing a snow-white robe and a cashmere doll in her arms, her waist-length hair is messy, and her sleepy eyes are still reddish.

She walked up to the two of them and said vaguely: "Are you stealing food again?"

Ning Changjiu handed half of the pears left over to Lu Jiajia, saying: "We will also eat when we marry."

Lu Jiama looked at him for a while, grabbed the plush doll and smashed it up, Shao Xiaoli hurriedly cut a pear again.

The three of them sat together, Lu Jiajia leaned back in the chair, grabbed the doll back, and placed it on her knees. She rubbed her temples and regained her energy a little bit.

"After two days, I'm going to Nanhuang." Ning Changjiu had eaten pears, and his hoarse voice improved.

Shao Xiaoli asked: "The Southern Wilderness is so dangerous, what are you going to do there?"

Lu Jiajia explained: "The spiritual power of the Golden Crow God Kingdom is not enough. When Yu Jian Tianzong swallows the spiritual energy, the impact on Jianzong is too great. Soon after the curse of the Southern Wilderness is lifted, many uninhabited places have accumulated countless numbers. All the spiritual energy can be absorbed by the kingdom of God."

Shao Xiaoli suddenly realized, nodded, and asked: "Do you need a disciple to accompany you to the Southern Wilderness?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "No, you guys rest in the clan, I will come back as soon as possible."

Lu Jiajia nodded in agreement, but didn't forcefully say that he wanted to be by his side. She is very familiar with the Southern Wilderness, knowing that although there are many alien beasts there, they are seriously polluted and the realm is even lower. At this time, Ning Changjiu's entry and exit to the Southern Wilderness should not be a problem.

"Go early and return early. If there is a delay on the road, remember the sword book to tell me that the Acacia Sect is still the elder who has escaped. If there is another time, I will be severely punished as a teacher." Lu Jiajia With arms around his chest, he sternly ordered.

Shao Xiaoli looked at her, thinking that Madam is really fierce...

"Yes, follow the orders for the teacher." Ning Changjiu answered with a smile.

……

Smoke of willows on a small street along the river in Nanzhou in summer.

Liu Xiwan cut the pears and handed them to Zhou Zhenyue, saying: "Master sister, eat pears."

Zhou Zhenyue also often coughs.

In the battle of Tianhu Peak, her qi sea was pierced by Si Ming's sword, and now even if she has recovered a lot, she still stays in the first stage of the five realms, unable to fall or rise.

This is like a waste to her.

Liu Junzhuo sits leaning against the window, taking his body as a small world, with good luck, and cultivating kendo.

Her swordsmanship has become stronger after many twists and turns, and there is a faint tendency to take it to the next level.

Liu Xiwan looked at the profile of the second elder sister, and she was constantly in awe. It was not because of the heroic and beauty of the second elder sister, but because she often thought of the hatred between Jiange and Ning Changjiu. Although she vowed to say in front of the second elder sister, She was focused on Jiange, but she knew in her heart that her sword heart had never been firm.

She likes the second elder sister. Similarly, she will never meet Ning Changjiu's life or death. They are all good people to herself. This should be two happiness, but now they are on the opposite side, which makes her worried.

Liu Xiwan's thoughts can't be hidden in front of the second elder sister.

Many times, Liu Junzhuo basically assumes that he is a little traitor with him.

But she is also powerless. This is the first time she has accepted a disciple. She has devoted a lot of effort. She will give her the opportunity and opportunity to make choices. After the choice, if she chooses to stand opposite herself, she The bento teacher and sisters' love points have been exhausted, and no longer show mercy.

Liu Junzhuo finished warming up the fetus of the sword. She looked at the willows lingering outside the window, her sword heart quiet.

"Junior sister doesn't need to take care of me here, it will delay your practice too much." Zhou Zhenyue suddenly spoke and said seriously.

Liu Junzhuo turned his head, looked at the beautiful and pale cheeks of the senior sister, and said: "Don’t delay, although this place is not as good as the Jiange Cave, but it is also a quiet place. It is suitable for cultivating the Tao. If nothing else is involved, I will be here with you. It’s okay for the elder sister and younger sister to die together."

Liu Xiwan listened, then nodded, her short hair dangling.

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her head, biting her lip, her sword-like eyebrows were sharpened: "We are not living in the mountains and rivers in seclusion, but temporarily living here. The great vengeance has not been reported, the big plan has not been achieved, and the master still lives in the North Sea. …Well, although the scenery here is good, we are sword repairmen, not people who appreciate the scenery... The spiritual energy here is too thin, Junzhuo, if you continue to cultivate like this, you will only delay yourself."

Liu Junzhuo's head was slightly lowered. She sat by the bed, and the rice paper and her neck were illuminated as white snow.

When she was punished by her senior sister in the past, she would often think that if she had a higher realm in the future, she would have revenge, but at this moment, although her realm far surpassed her senior sister, she was still humble.

Liu Junzhuo whispered: "Senior Sister taught me the truth, but..."

Liu Xiwan volunteered: "I will take care of the elder sister."

"You are not as good as the master sister..." Liu Junzhuo sighed.

"Uh...then we depend on each other for life." Liu Xiwan is weak and weak.

Liu Junzhuo is not too worried about their safety. She has been to Nanzhou for a few months and has seen it with the sword for thousands of miles, but she has not found any strong enemies.

"Just, if I want to leave, where should I go?" Liu Junzhuo asked.

Zhou Zhenyue said: "Go wherever you are full of energy."

Liu Junzhuo naturally understands this truth.

She looked into the eyes of the senior sister, and the two looked at each other for a while, and both had answers.

"The central part of Nanzhou is a wasteland. No one has set foot in it for hundreds of years. It is full of aura. Maybe there are opportunities to be scattered. The younger sister can go there to dig a cave and retreat, and wait until the master returns by boating in the North Sea. "Zhou Zhenyue said.

Liu Junzhuo was pondering for a long time, and he also had a determination in his heart: "Yes, Junior Sister obeyed."