Beyond the Divine States Chapter 397: : Willow heads on the moon
In mid-August, cicadas screamed.
At the top of the waterfall around the mountain, the clouds resemble a sword boat hanging on the blue screen, slowly pushing towards the distance.
In the past few days, the torrential rain has been washed for a few more rounds, and the heat is still continuing. The pond dug out at the back of the lord’s palace is filled with water. Lu Jiajia often bathes in it to relieve the exhaustion of the whole day.
The five immortal bodies are innocent, and the skin is mirrored by the water, on the contrary, they look like immortal cores that never fade.
Shao Xiaoli has never slackened. The exercise she cultivated was passed to her by the master in Duanjie City. She didn't know what the name of this exercise was, but felt that it was in harmony with the magical powers.
Ning Changjiu was meditating in front of the temple, his body was nailed to the ground like a nail, and his spirit slowly lifted into the air, combined with the eyes of the lunar yin, overlooking the world, gradually forgetting himself, and falling into the realm of heaven and earth.
His state is steadily improving.
When he broke through the realm many times, what he felt was not that he was struggling to a higher place of cultivation, but that a certain figure was standing on a high place from his back, and he wanted to go back there and merge with the shadow.
Gradually, the white clouds in the sky reversed, and the cliffs and waterfalls flowed back. All the astronomical phenomena here centered on him, and his spirit and thoughts circulated.
Lu Jiajia slowly got up from the verdant pool of Tan Ying, the drops of water rolled down, fell into the pool, her delicate back fell into it, like the weird and secluded moonlight on a sunny day, she put on her clothes , The jade belt is lightly tied, and he returns barefoot to the temple. In the temple, a looming river is rushing and tumbling beside Shao Xiaoli who is practicing, like a colorful satin jade belt lingering around him.
On Ning Changjiu's shoulders, the three-legged golden crow flew gently and whispered around him.
Now, even this golden crow with chaotic consciousness seems to recognize who is the boss on this mountain.
Lu Jiajia couldn't help but think of the years when Ning Changjiu used the Golden Crow to forge his sword, and his eyes were long, but the years could not be like the white clouds in the sky.
Lu Jia married for a while in the temple to relieve the sleepiness of the past few days. After Ning Changji meditated and adjusted his breath, his consciousness floated back from the sky, and his body seemed to be lighter. He stepped on the steps and entered the temple. Rootless duckweed floats around in the water.
"Will you go to the Southern Wilderness today?" Lu Jiajia asked, afraid of disturbing Xiaoli's practice.
Ning Changjiu felt the increasingly thin aura in the mountains, and nodded gently: "Well, the aura in the Golden Crow Kingdom is almost exhausted."
The golden crow fluttering beside Lu Jiajia, the golden light on its wing feathers is also visibly bleak.
Lu Jiajia stretched out his hand to tease the Golden Crow and said, "Yes, our Golden Crow is also a little girl, so we can't treat it badly."
"Huh?" Ning Changjiu looked slightly different, "Isn't the Xiantian spirit genderless?"
"Don't you know?" Lu Jiajia felt strange, and explained: "The Master invited me to dream and told me the story of your shooting the sun. You were born on the 9th, you shot eight, the last one Only the Queen of the Golden Crow surrendered to you and turned into your innate spirit."
"Queen? And these things..." Ning Changjiu's gaze at the Golden Crow changed a little, he thought, this way the mythological logic could be supplemented more completely.
The Golden Crow was the spirit of his own Golden Arrow back then. Now three thousand five hundred years have passed. This Golden Crow should be the last arrow that has survived so far.
I didn't expect it to be male and female, but I have never noticed it... Obviously I caught it in the past and studied it carefully...
Lu Jia married slightly frowned, "What are you thinking about again?"
Ning Changjiu said innocently: "What else can I think of?"
On the other side, Shao Xiaoli finished adjusting her breath, and the looming river flowed into her eyes as her eyes opened. After the eyes were bright, they returned to coldness and silence, as if a long river was frozen in ice.
"Master is leaving?" Shao Xiaoli rubbed his eyes and asked.
Ning Changjiu nodded, "Well, I will be back as soon as possible."
Shao Xiaoli got up and saluted, with a stern look, and said: "Tuo'er respectfully sends Master off, Master has a safe journey."
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded. He stretched out his hand and touched the golden crow. The golden crow turned into a golden streamer and flew back. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a sword in the hall. The sword buzzed and flew in front of him. Pointing to the center of the eyebrows, the center of the eyebrows opened, and the sword turned into silver light into the body.
When Ning Changjiu was about to get up and leave the temple, Lu Jiajia suddenly got up, "Wait."
Ning Changjiu stopped to return to his senses, but saw Lu Jiajia slowly walk in front of him, tiptoe slightly, and leaned in for a kiss. Before Ning Changjiu could react, he felt soft and close, and the snow petals pressed against each other. , The slightly hot summer turns to cool, and it is more fragrant in the meantime.
Shao Xiaoli was surprised to see next to him, thinking that in broad daylight, how could they be in front of themselves...
"Snow Porcelain asked me to bring you this." Lu Jiajia pursed her wet lips and smiled.
Ning Changjiu's heart moved slightly, and he involuntarily glanced at Shao Xiaoli.
Shao Xiaoli was surprised and looked a little aggrieved, thinking that Si Ming was too much, and he even plagiarized his own creativity!
"Um...thank you Xueer." Ning Changjiu was also a little embarrassed.
Lu Jiajia imitated Si Ming's cold and charming tone, and said: "Sister Xueci also said that in the next few months, the concubine body cannot be accompanied by her side, and I hope my husband will not blame it."
"Concubine?" Ning Changjiu was slightly startled, imagining Xue Ci's innocent and arrogant appearance, shook his head, and said: "This is really what she said? How can Xue Ci be so obedient..."
Lu Jiajia's eyes narrowed: "You want to be a good seller if you get a bargain?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "How dare I."
He said goodbye to Lu Jiajia and Shao Xiaoli.
At this moment, his figure is an invisible rainbow light. He whirled around the Four Peaks, then suddenly lifted into the air, smashing the fragmented layers of clouds into fish-scale flocculents.
Sword Qi glided high in the sky and flew south, and within half a time of incense, he crossed the tribe group by the abyss and came to the southern wilderness.
The vast expanse of the Southern Wilderness is full of towering ancient trees, steep cliffs, and deep valleys. The terrain is complex. Many mountain ranges are quite strange in shape and formed unnaturally, more like the relics of ancient gods fighting.
At the beginning, Ye Chan Palace used the moon as a sword, and cut and killed Wei Fu with one blow, causing the kingdom of God to sink into the ground. Although the Kingdom of God is invisible, the curvature of the space should have caused a squeeze on the Southern Wilderness. The Southern Wilderness is generally sunken towards the middle, forming a huge landslide-like valley. At the center of the valley, there are thousands of peaks towering high. Like the sword of a huge rock pulled up in the air, it looks like a holy tower of an ancient god, attracting pilgrims from all directions.
Ning Changjiu wore a white robe, and the rainbow light fell to the low-lying pool in the forest, quietly, like an unintentional wind through the forest, without even disturbing the dragonflies on the pond.
After the heavy rain, the broad leaves of the ancient trees were still filled with rainwater. As the wind passed over them, the rain fell over and over again among the dim layers of forest.
Thousands of raindrops are clear, and none of them show the shadow of Ning Changjiu's white clothes.
The curse in the Southern Wilderness has lasted for hundreds of years, and it is deeply rooted. Even if it is lifted at this moment, there is still a slight resentment floating in the forest. The trees on the outer edge are still straight and upright. The deeper they are, the trees are all like one. An evil spirit devouring grievances, stumbling, half-dead, but surprisingly tall.
Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, feeling the aura flowing at his fingertips.
He stood silently for a while, shook his head slightly, and then floated deeper.
Passing through the outer layers of forest, a huge cliff hangs in front of you without warning, falling down like a waterfall of clouds flowing down the forest. It is white and thick, dark underneath, and full of lush ancient moss. They It is as tall as a bush and grows along the river. The river flows endlessly, clear and white, and further away, there is a faint cry of ancient beasts.
Ning Changjiu opened the eyes of the lunar yin and looked around for thousands of miles. He could feel that there were countless invisible barriers in the air around him. These barriers were like a huge talisman, obstructing something.
These barriers have been weakened, but still floating invisibly, like isolated islands, densely distributed on the line of the true north from Nanzhou to Middle-earth.
There is no special reason, Ning Changjiu just thinks they seem to be related to him.
He lifted his sleeves, and the fairy swords shot out while the snow sleeves were shaking, and shot at the barrier in the air. The barrier was in disrepair for a long time and was not strong. There was a crack in an instant, and he was hit to pieces by his sword aura.
Ning Changjiu put away the sword, and his figure fell towards the bottom of the valley.
It stands to reason that the lower the place, the more aura will be.
He went all the way north, slashing through the barrier at will, and swept towards the center of the Southern Wilderness.
No one has set foot in the Southern Famine for 700 years, and there are countless treasures of heaven, material and earth. He has entered the five realms. These treasures are of little benefit to him, but Xiaoli still needs it, so he collected some .
With the Eye of the Moon, no matter how tricky it is, it is difficult to hide it in my own eyes.
He escaped into the snow and waves of the river, plucking pearls from the ground. These beads are the magic pill of the ancient demon. As the river washes and settles here, he swept against the bottom of the river and came outside a huge cave. , In the dark hole, a huge cone-shaped snake head slowly emerged. It was a giant python whose pupils were as big as others.
It swam out from the deep river bottom and drove towards Ning Changjiu. Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the center of its head. The python moved slowly, and he rode on its head, following It walked in, walking through the intricate caves at the bottom of the river.
In the middle of the river is a grotto. Snake groups are squirming densely in the grotto. They surround the center of a stone platform. On the stone platform is placed a faint blue seed. The seed has broken its shell and is twisting. Sprout from thousands of snakes.
Ning Changjiu approached, his sword eyes opened, confirming that this was the green-fired paulownia wood that survived the ancient times. This kind of paulownia is precious and unusual. Burning it can refine the divine body. It should have been extinct thousands of years ago.
This is a rare opportunity for anyone.
But Ning Changjiu turned a blind eye to this.
If he is tempted by the rare treasures of the world, it will limit his practice on the Great Way.
Ning Changjiu snatched some of the jade demon pills collected by the snakes, and then left the python and continued to sneak down the bottom of the river.
In the Southern Wilderness, surprises continue. Ning Chang has seen many rare treasures that should have been extinct for a long time. No matter which treasures were obtained by practitioners, they were enough to write a legend centered on him.
But Ning Changjiu just took a look and didn't take anything. Instead, he only collected some neat and graceful fairy grass.
He didn't need to collect these fairy grasses personally. The local aboriginal beasts collected them for him, and he just needed to grab them.
He plagiarized treasures from the lairs of descendants of ancient dragons, alien species of ancient gods, phoenix blood demon sparrows, millennial fierce monsters, and little squirrels. The descendants of those ancient fierce beasts could feel his pressure, and roared. Dare to move, only the little squirrels are so angry that they jump up and down, chasing him.
Ning Changjiu ransacked all the way in this way, and broke the barrier at will. The beasts along the way dared not speak, and the little squirrels hated him.
During the period, he also found many remaining traces of the city, as well as some shattered images of deities.
Most of these idols are carved on cliffs. They are ancient and decayed, corroded by acid rain, and their shape can only be vaguely distinguished.
Ning Changjiu guessed that this should be the appearance of the Great God Fu in human imagination.
The entire Southern Wilderness can be called the God's Burial Ground, and the abyss of the Southern Wilderness is a tomb. The pilgrims supported by it have long since died, and the grievances that have enveloped seven hundred years have been dispelled by the moonlight.
Ning Changjiu felt like a world away.
His figure is like electricity, passing through Lin Guofeng, to the center of the Southern Wilderness, two days later.
……
Liu Junzhuo has also set off.
She wrote Liu Xiwan the Dao Jue mentality that she will practice later, and after repeated instructions, she left this Yanliu Xiaojie anxiously.
Before leaving, Zhou Zhenyue told her that when she first gave her this name, the character Jun was originally a king, but Master hoped that she would become the king of the sword in the future, and Jun also had the meaning of beautiful jade, so she changed it to Jun.
Master's high hopes for her are actually the biggest in Jiange. At the beginning, she was not convinced secretly, so she would always use excuses to punish her every time she made a mistake, but now she found out that the master was really right.
The king in the sword, the man is like a beautiful jade, and the Taoism is extraordinary...
Liu Junzhuo thought of her name, chuckled and shook her head. Although she is already at the top of the five realms, she has no confidence in this expectation.
She came to the long street.
The shadow of the willow is reflected in the river next to the street, ducks and geese are mixed, chasing and playing in the water, some people in the distance are singing and sucking in incomprehensible local accents, and there are also children chasing and playing and running by, they say Singing nursery rhymes.
Liu on the embankment, He Qingqing...
Liu Junzhuo silently crossed the street, sword across the green hills, and walked towards the southern wilderness.
Although there are countless savage and ancient beasts in Nanhuang, to a monk of her realm, they are almost flat on the ground.
She is wearing a capable sword suit, with a white upper body and a black dress on the lower body. The waist is raised very high. She has the grace of a sword-bearer in her heroic spirit. She has less pride in her eyebrows than half a year ago. On the contrary, a lot more decidedly.
Nanhuang’s aura is densest in the center. She has no distractions, and turns a blind eye to those rare and exotic treasures.
The sword repairer must climb high places and be careful that there are no foreign objects. When she reaches a sufficient level, she will even abandon the sword and all the restraints given by the world to reach the real world of heaven and man.
Liu Junzhuo knows that she is still lingering in the bottleneck. She needs a life-and-death battle to find an opportunity to break through, but it is difficult for her to find such an enemy in the world...
What's more, for the master's plan, she can only choose to forbear.
In the Southern Wilderness, Liu Junzhuo drove his sword on the road. When he was tired, he opened the sword field to take a nap. When he was hungry, he would steal the nuts that the squirrels were in the tree hole to eat. The squirrels flocked in groups. After chasing and killing her, Liu Junzhuo knew that he was wrong, and did not fight back. He swept along the low **** all the way, shuttled through the unbelievable landforms, felt the traces left by the ancient gods, secretly surprised.
The catastrophe was set off in the center of Middle-earth five hundred years ago. It shouldn’t be a disaster for Nanzhou. This southern wilderness has traces of wars of gods everywhere. When did it leave behind? ?
Liu Junzhuo vaguely felt that he would encounter some opportunities.
Before Jiange was in trouble, she had always been lucky.
Liu Junzhuo chased the clouds flowing in the mountains, and the sound of his sword sounded like thunder, which suppressed the beasts in the southern wilderness to lie dormant and dare not move.
She came to the center of the Southern Wilderness, three days later.
The successive control of the sword made her a little tired, and the thousands of peaks in front of her out of thin air made her sober. Since ancient times, there has been a legend of the most talented person watching the wonders of the world, and she also learned from these peaks. Vaguely felt a bit of sword intent.
Liu Junzhuo closed his eyes, followed the search for the sword intent, and disappeared between the peaks in a blink of an eye.
Sure enough, the aura in the center of the Southern Wilderness is so rich that it is unbelievable. In the mountains, countless auras have turned into liquid, forming a stream of aura in the mountains, and cascading down like a waterfall.
There are countless similar Reiki Pools, each of which can be regarded as a real blessing for ascetics.
In the mountain peaks on both sides, there are countless naturally formed caves, but perhaps the spiritual energy is too high, and things will be reversed. On the contrary, there are not too many creatures here.
Liu Junzhuo was very satisfied with this. She stepped on the virtual sword, lifted off into the air, and looked around.
Qianfeng Jingxiu, the geography is complicated, Liu Junzhuo's cultivation level can only be seen as a rough guide. After she roughly felt that there was no danger, she fell back to the mountain and cut out the cave with a sword at the foot of the mountain as a retreat. Devote yourself to practice.
Liu Junzhuo didn't know that when she just entered the peak, a pair of eyes quietly fell on her.
……
Ning Changjiu never thought that he would see her here.
A few days ago, he also promised Lu Jiajia that if he saw Liu Junzhuo, he would avenge her. Lu Jiajia smiled and questioned his abilities.
And today, this heroic and beautiful woman appeared in front of him.
There are so many coincidences in the world...
Ning Changjiu originally planned to let the Golden Crow feast here, but as soon as Liu Junzhuo showed up, he immediately collected the Golden Crow, hid in a deep cave, took out the divine bow from the Golden Crow, and hooked his fingers on the invisible bowstring. , Watching her silently, waiting for the opportunity.
His impression of Liu Junzhuo is not bad, but the lunar eclipse is only three months away, and he must not be soft-hearted to the Jiange disciples.
Even if you can't kill the other person, she will be hit hard.
He wrote a sword book, quietly handed it out, and sent it to Yu Jian Tianzong, telling the marriage that he had a chance and he would come back later. Then, he stared at Liu Junzhuo silently, just as he did outside the Tianhu Peak.
He is ready to bow and shoot arrows at any time.
Liu Junzhuo first entered Qianfeng and kept a high level of vigilance about everything around her. Instead of meditating by the water of the Reiki Pond, she patrolled the mountain with a sword. It took a full half a day to explore the terrain between Qianfeng. Again.
There are no special ruins of the remnant country in these thousand peaks, and it is more pure than other places in the Southern Wilderness.
And each of these thousand peaks is filled with a vast spiritual energy, which can be called a fairy mountain. When people's footprints go deep into the barbaric again, this place will definitely become a place where the big sects must compete.
After Liu Junzhuo patrolled the mountain with the sword, Jian Xin relaxed a little. She returned to the center of Qianfeng, came to the cave house previously excavated, and finally began to practice quietly.
When she was practicing, she deliberately condensed a sword intent, which turned into a breeze to wind around her body, surveying the danger for her while wandering.
Liu Junzhuo’s talent is extremely high, and she is also very diligent in her practice. Within half a day, the pool of spiritual energy around her was filled with her sword intent, which turned into a frosty mist, and enveloped her. Around the body, the beautiful side face of the woman is covered by mist, which is looming, and the fairy air is out of dust.
She completes a big week of tuna every other hour, and what she cultivates is the secret of the sword pavilion.
Jiangaku swordsmanship originated from the saints. Every sword has the momentum of opening mountains and seas, breaking mountains and peaks. At this moment, as Liu Junzhuo meditates, many shadows appear all over her body, and every shadow is She, the shadows dancing gracefully, used hundreds of sword moves together, and in the end, the only one in a hundred, belonged to her eyebrows.
One day later, Ning Changjiu deduced the rudiment of Jiange's inner door mentality.
He didn't rush to start. In the future, he is bound to fight the sword master. At this moment, he can use Liu Junzhuo to become the first to familiarize himself with the skills of the sword master.
On the second day, he completed the derivation of Jiange's inner mental method, and he also tried to practice for a while, striving to know himself and the enemy.
To his surprise, this second gentleman who seems to be a proud and cold beauty also has another side-she often uses mountain cliffs as painting books and scribbles with swords while she is practicing Taoism.
At first, Ning Changjiu thought it was a sword move or something, but after careful observation for a long time, he found that it was indeed just scribbling.
The second gentleman’s painting skills are really not very good. The paintings are basically stick figures or simple patterns spliced together. They are quite abstract, but she never tires, she is very keen on painting, and she is exhausted in her practice. On this occasion, Yu created many'famous paintings' among the cliffs, and the protagonists of these paintings are all herself.
Ning Changjiu can recognize it only because she drew a name.
Such as ‘Mu Jun ten fights evil dragons’, ‘Mu Jun’s ten blood battles against giant gods’, and “Mu Jun’s ten hands pick the stars” and the like.
Mu Jun Shiying is a play title she gave herself, and each word takes a part of her own name.
Liu Junzhuo has heard many mysterious stories since she was very young. At that time, she began to fantasize that she could become a hero in these fairy tales. Now she has the ability to open mountains and flat seas, and she is naive in her heart. However, the girl seemed to have not walked out, always wandering in place.
It's just these little emotions, she will only show it when there is no one.
She thought that one day, people might look at her stone carvings and ponder the meaning, and couldn't help but smile.
Today, Miss Mu Junshi created another work. In the painting, she is sitting at a crooked table with weights piled up in front of her.
The reason why Ning Changjiu can recognize that it is a weight is because Liu Junzhuo named this painting "Every gambling must win Mujunshi."
"..."
Ning Changjiu was silent, thinking that Mr. Two really didn't know anything about himself.
On the evening of the third day, the slanting rays of the setting sun disappeared, and the moonlight gradually rose. In order to better temper the body, Liu Junzhuo entered the Lingtan for a bath. The black and white clothes were neatly folded by the pool, like knife-cut tofu.
Ning Changjiu sighed softly and watched all this, knowing when the arrow was already on the string.
But it was delayed.