Beyond the Divine States Chapter 404: : Baicheng Yuxian

Ning Changjiu saw the fairy.

When he boarded the ascent platform for the second time, he anticipated that he might see different things, but what he saw was still beyond his imagination.

On the soaring table, the stove was filled with water and gurgled rice. Shao Xiaoli leaned against Ning Changjiu, and she could feel that Ning Changjiu was asleep.

Rather than falling asleep, it is better to say that you have entered a mysterious, nihility state.

Lu Jiajia holds his hand, and both of them have participated in the Taoist scriptures to a very high level. After a while, their spirits can be sublimated. Under the huge thrust of the sea of ​​knowledge, they will break through the sky and reach the sky. .

She knew that Ning's long-term thought had left her body, but she didn't know where he was. She just held his hand to prevent the accident from happening.

Ning Changjiu came to the inexhaustible height of the Eye of the Moon.

He only learned today that the story of Baicheng back then was true.

There really were immortals flying here, and... staying here.

The immortal Ning Changjiu saw was a pile of white fragments.

He doesn't know how to describe them, maybe it's a shovel of snow, maybe it's torn paper, or maybe it's the original shape of a person before it formed an embryo.

The incomparable coldness from the heights, this coldness almost penetrated the manifestation of the entity, and penetrated into Ning Changjiu's pure consciousness.

White City... Ascendant...

Is this what Suzaku is suggesting?

Ning Changjiu looked at the "immortal" in front of him, unable to determine exactly what kind of existence the other party was.

Next, this group of white fragments realized his existence and started a conversation with him.

"Is anyone there?" the fairy asked.

"Yes." Ning Changjiu replied.

"Don't go up." The fairy said.

"Go up? Does going up mean soaring?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Yeah." Immortal said: "Going up will be torn apart, just like I am now."

"Are you the ascendant of Baicheng?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Yes, that's where I preached the Dao." The fairy said: "But I shouldn't be called the Ascended One, we are all paper men."

"Paper people?"

"Well, the ascenders are all paper people." He said so, his body like shredded paper.

"Are there many paper people like you?" Ning Changjiu asked again.

"There are many... but they should all be dead. I was lucky enough to survive." The fairy's words were full of fear.

"Who killed them?" Ning Changjiu knew the existence of the Dark Lord and still asked.

"It's a ghost." The fairy's words are firm and simple: "There is no fairy court in the sky. There are only ghosts. It is outside the door. It wants to come in."

"Ghost?" Ning Changlong did not expect the other party to describe the dark master like this. He asked: "Have you seen him?"

Xianrendao: "I haven't seen it, but I have been in touch."

"Then how do you know it is a ghost?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The fairy said: "I killed a lot of ghosts before becoming a fairy, so I know that it is also a ghost."

This sentence is a bit inexplicable. Ning Changjiu didn't know how to understand it. He could feel the fragments of the fairy trembling constantly, which seemed to be out of fear in his bones. That is the inherent fear of ghosts or unknown lives.

Ning Changjiu asked: "What exactly is the ghost? Where does it come from?"

The fragment of the fairy was glowing white, and he was wriggling in a limited area, like a poor worm.

The fairy could not answer, he was vague: "Of course ghosts are debts, karma, and grudges... The fairy is a paper man, but a ghost is a ghost."

"Is there a way to get rid of ghosts?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"A bigger mahogany sword and fairy talisman." said the fairy.

"How big is it?"

"I don't know, I am not a Taoist priest." The immortal's words revealed fear, and he said in a low, faint voice: "Hush. Stop asking, it might be eavesdropping on us."

"Um...Okay." Ning Changjiu raised his head and looked at the indescribable sky, feeling chill again. After thinking for a while, he said: "Who left you here, what is your state now?"

The fairy said: "I have been dismembered. The person who saved me asked me to wait for someone here, waiting for a young girl, are you the one I want to wait for?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "Sorry, I am not a woman, not the one you are waiting for."

The fairy was silent for a while, as if thinking heavily.

"Maybe the time hasn't arrived yet." The fairy is also a little sorry. In fact, he doesn't have the concept of time anymore.

Ning Changjiu probably guessed that it was Suzaku who saved this immortal, and it was Xiang'er who made him wait...or was it Jiuyu?

Ning Changjiu asked: "Wait later?"

Xianrendao: "Answer the questions she asked. Just like now."

Ning Changjiu watched him in a fragmented state, the immortals could not speak, and their communication was based on pure spirit.

"Can you still go back?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Can't go back." The fairy said: "The road to ascension is one-way...because life and death are one-way, here is the sky, there is no sea of ​​reincarnation."

Ning Chang felt all the emptiness and silence around him for a long time. He couldn't determine which space he was in. There was no soul swallower here, and the whole world seemed to have only this broken fairy in front of him.

Ning Changjiu looked at the creeping fragments of the fairy and asked: "Do you regret your ascension?"

"Regret." The fairy said straightforwardly.

In Luoshulou, many people knew that the ascension might be a scam, but still insisted on rushing to the sky, even though they died without regrets. So Ning Changjiu was still a little surprised when he heard his answer.

The fairy continued: "Ascension is meaningless, because the outside world is also desolate. Even if the ascendant spends his entire life, the ascendant will leave this sea of ​​stars at most. This is meaningless to himself and to the universe."

"Then what makes sense?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Longevity." Immortal said.

"Isn't what Feisheng asks for is longevity?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"No, ascension and longevity are incompatible. This is something that paper people will only figure out after they ascend." The fairy's words are very light, but people can feel endless regret: "There has been a longevity in the world. , They have already told the secret of longevity."

"Who is it?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Dijun and Chang Xi." The fairy said.

"..." Ning Chang hesitated for a while before continuing to ask: "What did they say?"

The fairy solemnly said: "They said, live forever."

"To live forever?"

"Well, being with the world can live forever. Human beings live, they live, this is the holy." The fairy said slowly, with hindsight regrets: "There is no world outside, and the probability of the world being born is very small. To almost nothing, even the gods like Zhulong Tianzang Mingjun have come to our world with great pains, we are already in the fairy court of the universe, and the ascent is to go to a larger cemetery. "

Ning Changjiu listened to his words, and his spirit also appeared in a trance.

The words of the immortal deny the common sense of the cultivator. Ascending is to stay away from the longevity. The real immortal court is actually the world...

"But there is no difference between cultivation, cultivation and weaving. Even without the guidance of the saints, people will understand these by themselves sooner or later. Why is the end of cultivation contrary to the purpose of cultivation?" Ning Changjiu asked what was in his mind. doubt.

The fairy has obviously thought about this issue too.

He gave his guess uncertainly.

The fairy asked: "Do you know when to tie the paper man?"

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said: "When someone is dead?"

"Hmm." Immortal said: "The paper man may be a tribute."

……

The air current in the air floats emptily, like a glacier surrounding the world, freezing the paper man’s ‘remains’ here.

The body of the fairy has long been shattered, leaving only the fragments of the sea of ​​consciousness. This is the brain for him to think.

At this moment, after the word tribute was finished, the fairy's brain began to tremble.

This tremor was caused by fear, although he didn't know where the fear was coming from.

Ning Changjiu also felt cold.

"Tribute?" Ning Changjiu said: "Whose tribute?"

The fairy moved convulsively, without making a sound, but vaguely said: "Maybe our mother **** knows."

What the mother **** said is the seventh god.

He added another sentence: "It's also possible that Reiki wants to escape."

Aura wants to escape?

Ning Changjiu felt that this statement was too weird.

Ning Chang didn't follow up for a long time. He planned to ask the follow-up doubts after seeing Master next time.

The conversation between the fairy and him was not long, but the information involved made him unable to digest for a while.

Ning Changjiu didn't know what to ask, so he asked, "Do you have any secrets you want to tell? I can help you convey it to the world."

Xianren said: "No. Because ghosts are coming soon... These years I have nothing to do, I can only think. I have thought about many possibilities, but the more I think, the more despair."

Ning Changjiu sighed and said: "Then what can I do for you?"

"No. You are not strong enough." The fairy said: "I am waiting for someone. After waiting for her, I may still be able to live."

Suzaku...

Ning Changjiu's thoughts were slightly sinking. He found that everything they experienced seemed to follow the trajectory arranged by Suzaku. He knew that Master wanted to save the common people, so what exactly did Suzaku ask for?

Ning Changjiu said: "I wish you complete your mission."

The fairy asked: "Are you leaving?"

Ning Changjiu tiredly said: "My spirit is almost exhausted."

The fairy asked: "Will you still come and talk to me?"

Ning Chang thought for a while, and said: "It's difficult, I'm leaving Baicheng."

The fairy has some regrets: "It doesn't matter, I am used to it."

His words are lonely.

He is floating in the sky and the earth, a ghost nurtured by the Suzaku. He lost his physical body, did not dare to continue upward, and could not return to the world. The loneliness to death was his coffin.

That's the end of this strange conversation.

Ning Changjiu's consciousness slowly floated back into his body, like a snowflake falling back to Baicheng.

He opened his eyes and looked at the night sky leisurely.

The galaxy is shining.

He didn't know where his emotions started, only his heart could perceive infinite loss.

"The porridge is ready."

Besides, the girl's crisp words sounded.

Ning Changjiu recovered.

Shao Xiaoli is stirring the porridge with a spoon. It seems that a long time has passed since his conversation with the fairy, but in fact it is only the first ripe millet in the pot.

On the other side, Lu Jiajia also looked at him quietly.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Lu Jiajia asked softly.

The spirit has left the body, and of course the body is half-corpse, and it will become more and more cold.

Ning Changjiu did not explain, smiled and said: "Then marry me warmly."

Lu Jia Jia Xiudian was slightly low, she grabbed his hand, put it in her sleeve, squeezed it tightly, "Is this all right?"

"Hmm."

"Your body seems cold too..." Lu Jiajia said.

"What should I do?" Ning Changjiu watched Lu marry.

The two looked at each other for a while, and they moved closer involuntarily. Shao Xiaoli on the side picked up a bowl of porridge and said: "It doesn't matter if you are cold, it will warm up if you drink hot porridge!"

Speaking, he prepared the porridge and first handed it to Ning Changjiu.

"Well...it makes sense."

Ning Changjiu released the hand held by Lu Jiajia, took the porridge that Xiaoli handed over, put it in his hand, and said, "Thank you Xiaoli."

Shao Xiaoli also served a bowl for Lu Jiajia, and finally he served it to herself.

The three of them sat on the ground leaning on the railing and drank the porridge together. The porridge was thick and sweet, which brought warmth to the body.

Shao Xiaoli drank the porridge while secretly watching Ning Changjiu.

She found that Ning Changjiu's gaze had no focus, and she seemed to be in a trance.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Shao Xiaoli stretched out his hand and shook it before his eyes.

Ning Changjiu sipped a bowl of porridge and said: "It's okay...this porridge is delicious."

"After all, you taught me back then." Shao Xiaoli said proudly.

Lu Jiama frowned and said: "What kind of story is this that I don't know?"

"Um... it's porridge." Ning Changjiu somehow explained, "In short, it is a meal that Xiang'er was good at before."

Lu Jiajia was surprised: "Is Xianger still good at food?"

"Well, because the porridge only needs rice and water, the amount of water is not very demanding. In short, the smart Xianger of the ice and snow is barely competent for the two ingredients..." Ning Changjiu laughed and joked.

Lu Jiajia also laughed, and said: "I will relay these words to Xianger in the future."

"Ah...Is the Madam going to kill someone with a knife?" Shao Xiaoli pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his slender fingers, and pushed a grain of rice at the corner of his lips into his mouth.

The three of them wrapped in quilts and ate the porridge talking and laughing. The fire on the stove was extinguished, and the broken sparks were blown by the wind and floated towards the sky.

Ning Changjiu looked at the constellations in the sky and casually talked about the twelve gods.

"After today has passed, there will be two days left in this month. At that time, we will pass Quanlin Star and arrive at Tianji Star." Ning Changjiu said.

"Tianji?"

"Well, the legendary Pegasus that breathes thunder and fire, its kingdom of God is called Chixian."

"Where is the red line?"

Ning Changjiu let her clenched her fist, and then drew a circle in the center of her fist, saying: "Our stars are close to a circle, and the red line is probably at this position... That's the hottest in the entire world. A batch of places."

Shao Xiaoli nodded thoughtfully.

Ning Changjiu said: "In the legend, Tianji will rush along the red line at the ultimate speed in the Tianji year until the end of the red line year."

"Uh...it was able to gain the position of God at the beginning, wouldn't it be because of running fast, right?"

"It's really possible." Ning Changjiu didn't have much impression of this, but just smiled: "If this is the case, then next month you don't need to worry too much."

Shao Xiaoli nodded seriously.

She didn't like the word "Quanlin" when she heard it. Just thinking about it, she felt that she was a bad woman. I really hope to get there soon.

Ning Changjiu knew that the Dark Lord was also waiting for an opportunity.

It doesn’t make much sense to lighten up the kingdom of God rashly, because the Lord of God’s kingdom has not been closed yet, no matter how powerful the projection of the Lord of the Kingdom of God is, it can’t really threaten Master...If you are a dark master, which time will you choose? Point?

One Sin King, Erti Mountain, Three Bai Zang, Four Gu Fu... Ning Changjiu broke off his fingers, and silently recited the formula and counted.

In November, it happened to pass by Yuan Junxing.

In December, it was the father star.

Father...

Ning Changjiu's heart is slightly tight, and he vaguely understands something.

Tianji is keen on running races. The original monarch is already old after God's war in the early days. If you say that you most hope that the saint will die and kill the most decisively, it is now the new father.

Will it be December?

If this is the case, everything seems to be in order. After the lunar eclipse, he and Master still have half a month to prepare.

King looked at the sky for a long time, always feeling in his heart that change was coming soon.

……

After drinking the porridge, the three cuddled to sleep for a while.

When I woke up, Star Dou was still hanging in the sky.

Ning Changjiu instantly steamed the lingering dew around him with a sword fire. He cleaned up the stove and put the quilt away. When he came back, Xiaoli and the married couple woke up. They were like camping all night, early in the morning. Before arriving, I returned to Huanbaoshan.

"When Quan Linyue passes safely, let's set off for Zhongtu." Ning Changjiu looked at Lu Jiajia who was packing his clothes and said.

Lu Jiajia raised her head, habitually pulling her hair out, "Have you done everything in Nanzhou?"

"Yeah." Ning Changjiu nodded: "The Dao Yuan has probably been paid off."

"If that's the case, let's go back earlier, and clean up these two days. I'll go and be alone with Yazhudao." Lu Jiajia said.

Shao Xiaoli heard their conversation and was a little nervous.

She is looking forward to seeing Si Ming again, but for Liu Xiwan and Ning Xiaoling, she only hears their names and misses them, and she doesn't know whether they will get along well.

"Don't think about it, Xiaoli." Ning Changjiu saw through the girl's mind, rubbed her hair, took out the pear she had previously given to him, turned it around, and pointed the smiling face at Xiaoli.

Shao Xiaoli looked at him, couldn't help but laughed, and felt much better.

She looked at Lu Jiajia with her back to them, and suddenly picked up the pear, kissed it, and put it on Ning Changjiu's face like a seal.

Ning Changjiu was stunned for a while, he quickly looked at Lu Jiajia, touched his cheek, and held his breath.

Lu Jiajia didn't notice anything, she was still packing her clothes, and now playing with dolls.

Ning Changjiu gave Shao Xiaoli a helpless look, grabbed Li and knocked her on the head.

Shao Xiaoli is already a slim woman, but she still sticks out her tongue like a little girl.

"What are you doing?" Lu Jiajia noticed the strangeness slightly and turned his head.

I saw the two standing normally, nothing unusual.

Lu Jiajia frowned and turned her head back.

Ning Changjiu was relieved from the tension. He did not go to see Shao Xiaoli, but just said casually: "I will go back to the pavilion to practice for a while."

Ning Changjiu returned to the house alone. He looked at the paintings hanging on the wall. Xu was a coincidence. One of them was Da Yi shooting the sun.

He evoked the Golden Crow after enjoying the painting. Ning's long-term expression suddenly became solemn. He temporarily dispelled the distracting thoughts that had arisen when he wanted to talk with the fairy last night, and his mind was calm and unified.

He came to the third pillar.

The scorching sun hanging in the sky looked like eagles and falcons, staring straight at him. He stared at them too, and opened a bow.

What he drew was not the bow on his back, but a huge bow across the middle earth.

This bow is too big, I don't know how terrible it takes to be pulled. When it is pulled, the entire crust of the earth is trembling with his bowstring.

The sun in the sky is also trembling.

They were stared at by the point of the arrow, so the falcons were no longer falcons, they barked sharply and hoarsely, and became the noisy crows at dusk.

The sun monster screams, threatens, seduces, swears, swears...

"Even if you kill us all, Xihe can't live!"

"Your Majesty the Dragon Sparrow is bound to the world, it is not something you can fight against."

"Give up struggling, this will only wipe out your godhead."

"Master Yi, you and Empress Heng'e are already bereaved dogs."

"You could sit back and relax in the sky, but you want to die... Your time is over, put down your bow, worship the sun is what a person should do."

"..."

Shut up!

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes. He felt divine power rushing through his body. He tensed the string, and then released it after pulling it to the extreme.

The arrow shot out.

At that moment, let alone weeds, the surrounding rocks, even the rocks, reached a violent high temperature in an instant, and the magnificent sharp edge began to soften, like mud soaked in water.

They sacrificed the golden arrow that pierced the sky with death.

So, the place where he is is like the place where the sun rises, the golden light slowly rises, they are dyed by it, burned, and become magnificent.

The golden light pierced the sun in the sky. He heard the scream and saw the black exploding.

These false suns are black.

Those black are filled crow feathers.

He continued to shoot arrows.

The sun in the sky exploded one after another, and the black crow feathers were flying all over the sky, like black snow falling from the shattered night.

The crows fly randomly.

……

A few more hours in a blink of an eye.

Ning Changjiu broke free from the logic of mythology after scrutinizing every detail.

In the past few days, he will focus on repairing the chapter where Da Yi shoots the sun, peeling off the mist of myth that he has shrouded, and going straight to reality.

September 28th, there is no change in the stars.

On the 29th, everything was still calm.

Time has passed by thirty days.

That night, Lu Jia married like a virtuous newlywed wife. He personally cleaned the master’s ceremony inside and out. Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli also went up to help wittily. They cleaned the hall and packed up his bags. Marriage closed the door carefully, with a somewhat reluctant expression.

She will leave this place full of memories where she has lived since she was a child again.

Ning Changjiu took her hand.

"Always leave." Ning Changjiu said with a faint smile: "I also like it very much, but Sifeng is not a Lingluo fruit tree on the mountain after all, and cannot be transplanted away."

"What is Lingluo Fruit?" Shao Xiaoli asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "A kind of fruit that helps monasticism. I used to feed it to my marriage."

Lu Jiajia gave him a faint look.

Shao Xiaoli was on the sidelines, and she did not have any seizures.

The three of them left together with their swords.

Midnight.

Quan Linyue has passed,

Shao Xiaoli wanted to celebrate with two sentences, but suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why does the sky seem to be darker."

Lu Jia married and said: "Perhaps there are clouds..."

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly without thinking, but just for a moment, a chill suddenly surged from the toes to the brain.

He suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

There is no cloud in the sky, and the stars are jagged.

The moon has disappeared.