Beyond the Divine States Chapter 423: : The thread that starts to be bundled

The ancient Lingzong who was still tens of thousands of miles in the clear sky, in a blink of an eye, there was an autumn rain.

The white mist spread on the roof tiles. In a hazy atmosphere, Ning Changjiu and Bai Zang crossed the chain bridge across the lake and came to Jiuyou Hall.

They stepped into the light curtain, their figures plunged into the darkness, and after their body and mind sank, they came to the ancient nether country.

Ning Xiaoling waited for them at the door.

The Nether Temple is too big, so it looks desolate, and after bypassing the front hall, a quiet moon shadow appeared in Ning Changjiu's eyes.

In this couch as the Nether Temple, the hairspring-like halo floats faintly, giving people the illusion of being in the Guanghan Immortal Temple.

Ning Chang stopped after walking in for a long time and looked into the house.

The bed is too vast, it looks like a white snowy area, Ye Changong has sat up on the bed, her back is leaning on the cotton pad behind her, she looks thin, like when the moon was at its thinnest status.

Even so, the girl still has indescribable beauty. After people see her, apart from the shock and pity for beauty, they can't think of anything else.

Ye Chan Palace has woken up, Yuezhi is still lying next to her, covered with thin frost, but the original ice has melted, and the golden crow with great contributions stands on the side wrapped in a quilt, dumbfounded. Shivering, which is very abnormal for it as a symbol of the sun.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, and the Golden Crow flew back immediately and escaped back into the Purple Mansion.

"The disciples have seen Master."

Ning Changjiu saluted.

On the side, Lu Jiajia and others were also present. Only Bai Zang raised his head proudly. Behind Bai Zang, Jiuyou also poked out a head, looking curiously, and then her eyes were also affected by that. Moon Shadow stuck, and didn't blink for a long time.

Ye Changong looked at them, and then at her tiny hands. She was not surprised by her own changes, and there was no extra strange look in her eyes.

She took the moon branches, gently wiped off the frost from the moon branches, and thanked them.

So, this Nether Temple became busy again. Everyone traveled through it and began to take care of Master’s daily life together, but Ye Chan Palace had been alone for a long time. Although they knew they respected and loved themselves, the true stars held the moon. , She is also not used to it.

Ye Chan Palace rejected their kindness, put up a weak body, and tried to stay alone.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her fair-skinned feet were at a higher distance from the ground, so she jumped off when she got out of bed.

Ye Chan Palace fell on the ground, his legs and knees bend down, his hands resting on the ground, his body swayed for a while before he finally stood upright.

"Master...Is it okay?" Lu Jiajia immediately went to help.

Ye Chan Palace calmly said: "I'm fine, I won't die if the moon is still there."

She distinguishes whether there is anything wrong on the basis of life and death.

Si Ming looked at her feet on the ground, turned her head and said: "Xiaoling, are there any extra clothes in the Ming Palace? Bring some for Master to avoid catching a cold."

"Catch a cold?" Ye Changong is a little strange to this word. She looks like a delicate flower. She swayed slightly, and then whispered: "I am not a human being. How can I catch a cold?"

When she said this, she held Laurel in her arms.

Ning Changjiu thought of the memory of the past. He already knew that Master is the incarnation of Yuegui, which is the only sacred tree where the prisoners of the moon condense, and she is also the fairy king with the sacred tree as the spirit. But although the divine body is extremely noble, the master's appearance at this moment looks completely sick.

Si Ming's attitude is also very determined. She hurried forward and directly hugged Ye Changong's extremely light body. When they were walking together, this scene had appeared many times, so Si Ming's movements were also very skilled.

She picked up Ye Chan Palace and touched her hands and legs. The delicate skin was as cold as ice.

She frowned and immediately asked Ning Xiaoling to find clothes.

Ye Chan Palace is still like a cold beauty, but now it is too weak and has no resistance to it, and can only really be like a little girl, letting the grown-ups manipulate it.

The enthusiasm of the people is also quite high.

The collection of Jiuyou's clothes is very rich in styles, and everyone selected them together.

Ning Changjiu had no say in this, so he sat with Ye Changong on the side of the bed, whispering the current situation these days.

"Well, that's the way it is... The Golden Crow Kingdom has been completed. I took charge of the Kingdom, but I didn't get the'changming' authority of Dijun back then. I don't know what else is missing." Ning Changjiu said: " I probably know Master’s conscience for killing me back then."

"Will you work hard..." Ye Changong murmured softly.

Ning Changjiu asked in confusion: "Master doesn't know why you want to kill me?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "That's me eight years later, how can I understand my future thoughts now?"

Although she said that, she softly added: "But I will never kill you."

Ning Changjiu said: "I believe in Master."

Ye Chan Palace sits on the edge of the bed, the straight swan neck is exquisitely cut through, she hangs her head slightly, thinking for a while, and said: "You failed to gain the authority of Chang Ming, it is probably because, now you Not complete yet."

"Incomplete?"

This concept is a bit vague, and Ning Changjiu couldn't think of an entry point.

"You may need to make up for your own destiny." Ye Changong explained: "In a sense, you do not belong to the people of this world. If the world is countless lines, you may have completed between the line and the line. Hops, and these lines...maybe at a certain node, converge into one."

The line of the world?

Ning Changjiu couldn't understand this statement, and asked: "Where will that node appear?"

Ye Chan Palace said: "I don't know, but I have a hunch that when you get your own bow, your destiny will be filled with it."

Get your own bow...

As for the so-called bow, Ning Changjiu has only a general intuition in his mind.

Ning Changjiu said: "By the way, during the decisive battle with the Sword Saint, I took a peek at the Dark Lord."

Ye Chan Palace looked at him and asked: "How do you feel?"

Ning Changjiu tried to use a few words to deconstruct the feeling at the time: "Darkness, stickiness, horror, countless double spiral eyes, an endless behemoth."

Ye Changong listened quietly, and when he finished speaking, he spoke softly.

"Actually, a lot of monks tried to perceive in the past." Ye Changong said: "Most of them think that the dark master is a ghost."

Ning Changjiu agreed with this view, but still wondered: "But how can there be such a big ghost in the universe?"

Ye Chan Palace raised his head, looked at the dome of the Hades, and said: "There are many things in this world, and there are obviously many evidences in front of them. People will still be blinded by their own intuition."

Ning Changchang puzzled.

Ye Chan Palace looked at him and asked: "Do you think, where is the Nether Palace we are in at this moment?"

Ning Changjiu frowned, and said: "Of course it is at the bottom of Jiuyou Hall, in the veins of the underground Huangquan."

Ye Chan Palace stretched out immature fingers, pointed to the apse, and said: "Then what is connected with this palace door?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "The Sea of ​​Reincarnation...that is, the Sea of ​​Ruins."

Ye Chan Palace asked: "Where is the Xuhai?"

Ning Changjiu also realized something was wrong, "Heaven."

Ye Chan Palace asked: "Why is there a gate to the sky in a temple buried deep underground?"

Ning Changjiu thinks too much that this is a strange spatial structure, but at this moment, thinking about how far apart the sky is from the earth, even the ancient dragon with spatial authority cannot fabricate the bond between the two worlds. The door?

In the past, when he was thinking, he subconsciously avoided the most direct possibility.

"What do you mean, this Nether Temple is actually located in a space close to the market sea?" Ning Changjiu suddenly woke up.

Ye Chan Gong nodded gently.

After they entered the light curtain, their senses turned upside down imperceptibly. The so-called falling was actually ascending. And they are now standing upside down in the sky. This posture is very weird, but the people in it are unaware of it.

Ning Changjiu cleared up the surprise in his heart and asked: "What does this have to do with ghosts in the universe?"

Ye Chan Palace was silent for a long time before speaking. If what she said is true, then what she said is a secret: "Outside the sky, many stars have bred powerful gods. Since they can bred gods, what about you? Can you be sure that there are no dead souls in the stars?"

……

Dead Soul...

The dead soul of the stars?

They have long been accustomed to the remnants of souls or resentful spirits after death, but will a behemoth like a star have a dead soul after death?

The concept is so big, he never imagined it.

Ye Chan Palace didn't seem to want to continue on this topic, she suddenly said: "The Juggernaut shouldn't be dead."

Ning Changjiu said: "His body has been corroded by the Dark Lord, and he has also been cut into shape with my sword. Even if he is alive, it should be a candle in the wind."

Ye Chan Gong shook his head slightly: "Never underestimate our enemies."

Ning Changjiu gave a hum, and told Ye Changong the issue they had discussed earlier.

At the beginning, Ning Changjiu met the mysterious old man in the temple. It was clearly seen that the matter was far away from the sky. They also discussed this matter, but they did not come to a conclusion.

Because even she can't separate the whole world to spy on what happened in Luoshu.

"Is that so..."

Ye Chan Gong was also surprised.

The historical figures in Luoshu have soared to the outside world from Luoshu...This is indeed unheard of.

In the gap between their conversations, everyone has picked warm clothes and exchanged them for them. Of course, these clothes are also mixed with their own aesthetics.

Ning Changjiu was banished to the side, turned his back, closed his authority, and did not allow peeping.

He was also very disciplined, so he sat quietly, listening to the conversation behind his ears.

"Master is a fairy in the moon palace, how can you wear the same black dress as you?" Lu Jiajia asked.

"The black dress absorbs the temperature best, and the master is cold in his body, so he takes it for granted." Si Ming popularizes the knowledge of the rules of heaven and earth for marriage.

"I also think black skirts look good." Jiuyou is weak.

"Where's the belt?"

"Of course you need a belt, and you have to tie a big bow at the back of your waist. This is where the soul is!"

"Master's feet are so cold." Ning Xiaoling said worriedly.

"There are white cotton stockings, um... it just reaches the knee."

"This, isn't it?" It seemed to be the voice of Master protesting.

But Ye Changong’s voice was faint, and it was obviously reduced to a situation where people could play with it. The rustling dismantling of the dress sounded. Then, the women seemed to have seen the most beautiful thing in the world, exclaiming and sucking. The sound of chill sounded almost simultaneously.

"It turns out that Master is also..." Shao Xiaoli exclaimed.

"What's all the fuss about? The goddess should be flawless." Si Ming said lightly.

"Who said that?!" Lu Jiajia and Ning Xiaoling retorted in unison.

The rest of the people dragged the tone longer, and seemed to know something.

"Uh-huh..." Ye Changong's expression was slightly cold, and he hummed softly, and said: "You...hurry up."

"Well, it seems that Master can't wait." Si Ming said with a smile.

"When Master recovers, I will be the first to arrest you." Lu Jiajia said coldly.

"Wearing this here, it will look better..." Shao Xiaoli was most attentive, as if taking care of the flowers he raised.

When Ning Changjiu looked back, they had packed everything up, Ye Changong was still sitting on the edge of the bed, but the clothes were no longer plain.

She is wearing a black skirt, covered with white gauze, and the color of the belt is deep red. She has a big bow tied at the back of her waist. She has her long hair neatly combed, and she wears silver crown-like decorations. On her slender legs is Snow-colored cotton socks, cotton socks cling to the skin, revealing a soft texture.

She is no longer like the goddess of the moon house, but more like the elf of the stars.

Everyone looked at Ye Chan Palace, and it took a long time to come back to their senses.

Ye Chan Gong doesn't care much about costumes. She looked at Ning Changjiu, calmly said:

"Continue to tell me the story of the ruined old man. I want to know more details. I think this matter will be very important."

After the relaxed atmosphere, everyone also looked serious. Lu Jiajia and Si Ming recounted the scene at that time.

Ye Chan Gong listened quietly.

They didn't see many scenes, and they finished talking in a few words.

"Didn't the saints say not to ascend at the time? Ascenders such as the dragons have all failed. Why can he leave Luoshu miraculously?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt wrong.

The people in Luoshu are not real historical figures. They are just countless book spirits derived from the rich aura, playing characters and interpreting history.

Of course, as book spirits, they have some insight into the truth of the world, but most of them still don't know it.

Just like people want to become immortals, Shuling also wants to leave the sky of Luoshu and go to the outside world.

But what they interpret is only their own destiny in history.

They are doomed to fail in history.

The only exception is the old man in Ji'er Mountain... Could it be said that five hundred years ago, there was really such an old man who successfully ascended? Is his success a coincidence? Where did he go?

Lu Jia married: "The saint also said that Soaring is a scam. Could it be that he saw through the scam?"

Ning Changjiu listened to their descriptions, but shook his head: "The old man went crazy when he was ascending. He felt that his favorite theory did not correspond to the rules of the world. There were two differences between ugly but right and beautiful but wrong. Among the monuments, he should have chosen the latter, intending to die for martyrdom, but..."

Ye Chan Palace answered: "But the heaven and earth have recognized his monument."

This sentence is very common, but after careful consideration, their sea of ​​consciousness seems to be baptized by thunder.

The old man's suicide ascension was actually successful.

That shows that his monument is correct.

But if the sky stele is correct, doesn't it mean that the law of the world is wrong?

The world can maintain such a coordinated operation by the accumulation of one law after another, and the sky stele is an in-depth explanation of these laws.

If the law is wrong, then the whole world is wrong.

If the world is meaningless, what are these creatures?

This idea is so scary, they even hope that they have misunderstood it.

The room was quiet for a while.

Ye Chan Palace fell gently from the bed to the ground, the snow-white cotton socks fell into the exquisite embroidered shoes, the black skirt moved softly, and the big bow stretched the curve of the waist exaggeratedly.

She didn't say any more thoughts, just said: "I want to go to the sea of ​​reincarnation."

Ning Xiaoling worried: "There are many soul swallowers in the sea of ​​reincarnation. Master's current state..."

Ye Chan Palace gently shook his head and said: "Don't worry about me, I have a sense of measure."

Xiaoling nodded.

Ye Chan Gong slowly walked to Ning Changjiu's side.

She is very elegant, but she always looks weak.

She stretched out her hand and said: "Golden Crow lends me a bit."

Ning Changjiu knew that she was still cold, so he called out the resting Golden Crow and let it fly into the arms of Yechan Palace.

Ye Chan Palace hugged the Golden Crow, as if holding a copper bird hand warmer, his body trembling slightly calmed down.

"You also go with me." Ye Chan Palace said softly.

Ning Changjiu hummed.

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming both expressed concern and wanted to accompany them.

Ye Chan Gong said softly: "I just confirmed something and will be back soon."

Master insisted, they stopped insisting.

Ning Xiaoling opened the door of the apse, and under the sun and moonlight, Ning Changjiu and Ye Chan Palace went to the sea of ​​reincarnation.

……

This is the first time Ning Changjiu has been alone with Master.

Although she is the wife of his previous life, after all, the two lives as a teacher, he always has a deep respect for Ye Chan Palace.

Ye Changong didn't deliberately set up any shelves. She was petite, holding a golden crow, and looked like a girl who ran away from home with a velvet doll.

"Master, what do you want to confirm?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"I want to see the Spirit Devourer." Ye Chan Gong said.

"The Soul Devourer..."

When Ning Changjiu was in a coma, his consciousness drifted into the sea of ​​reincarnation unconsciously and tried to communicate with many spirit devourers.

"Does Master want to ask them anything?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ye Chan Palace closed his eyes, shook his head gently, and said: "Just look at them, I want to know why they exist."

Ning Changjiu had discussed this issue with Lu Jiajia. At that time, he gave the view that the body of the monster is much harder than the human, and it is difficult for the heavens to strangle it, so he throws them into the sea of ​​ruins and fends for themselves.

He shared this point with Ye Chan Gong.

Ye Changong shook his head slightly and said, "I don't think so."

Ning Changjiu asked her opinion.

Ye Chan Gong said: "You still underestimate the power of the Dark Lord. The physical gap between humans and monsters is huge for us, but for Dark Lord, it's nothing more than we crushed an ant and an ant. There is not much difference between a beetle."

Ning Changjiu frowned, igniting curiosity about the meaning of the soul swallower's existence.

"But they can't communicate at all, how can we figure it out?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"No need to communicate." Ye Chan Gong said: "Do you know how people understand animals in the first place?"

"How to understand?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Open their bodies." Ye Chan Gong said.

She paused, and then said: "It's up to you to cut it."

As a closed disciple, Ning Changjiu certainly can't let Master do these dirty tasks.

The two cruised for a while, but did not see the trace of the Spirit Devourer.

"The sea of ​​reincarnation is too big, and it takes luck to find the soul swallowers." Ning Changjiu said.

"Then you can attract it." Ye Chan Gong said.

"How to cite?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Huh?" Ye Changong smiled rarely, with an innocent smile: "Listening to Lu Jiajia, aren't you good at fishing?"

Ning Changji remembered the past of the imperial city and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Rather than fishing, you may be more suitable for fishing bait.

He spilled the "fish bait".

Bait is aura.

The spiritual energy filtered through like water. Soon, a ghost face with four horns on his forehead floated over. These spirit swallowers had fallen sharply from the front, and there was no resistance in Ning Changjiu's hands. Up.

Ning Changjiu split his ferocious face.

The spirit swallower's demonic body was split in two, the ghost faces twisted apart, and the hideous expression looked funny.

Ye Chan Palace is holding the Golden Crow and watching the split in half of the Spirit Devourer. Her pupils gradually become moonlight-like soft colors. She observes all the internal structures of the Spirit Devourer, and the tip of her eyebrows is involuntarily slightly slightly Frowning.

Ning Changjiu cut this spirit swallower according to Ye Chan Palace's intention.

Soon, the original face of the Spirit Devourer can't be seen clearly.

"Almost all of their internal organs were destroyed, leaving only one internal organ." Ye Chan Gong said.

Ning Changjiu also noticed that the organ looked like a shriveled ball.

He judged its identity by its location.

"Is this a sea of ​​anger?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ye Chan Gong nodded and approved his opinion: "This should be a sea of ​​demon anger, but it seems...has been transformed."

Although the spirit swallower's sea of ​​air is dry, if it fills up, it may occupy the entire internal space.

"Who reformed this? Dark Lord?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Perhaps."

"What about the purpose?"

"Purpose..." Ye Chan Palace pondered for a while, and said as if asking himself: "What are they called?"

"They...the spirit swallowers?" Ning Changjiu said to himself.

"Hmm."

Needless to say, Ning Chang has understood her meaning for a long time: the spirit swallower, as the name suggests, is the spirit swallow.

At the beginning of the Zhao Kingdom, on the Jiuling Platform, Zhao Xianger formed his own acquired spirit. At that time, the aura of the four directions gathered in the center, and the richness of the aura finally dissipated after a few days of heavy rain. Attracted the spirit swallowers.

The spirit of the devourers has long been blurred, and aura is their only desire.

There are also some records in the past, saying that when the ascetics broke the calamity, the sky thunder weakened the barrier between the two worlds, and the Spirit Devourers broke free from the sea of ​​ruins and directly ate the ascetics who crossed the calamity.

They are monsters that devour auras, which is why they are named.

But it is clear that the spirit swallowers are just born to like auras, not for their livelihood. Because the gulf in the sea of ​​ruins can only be broken through by coincidence, there are very few records of ascetics being eaten. The Spirit Devourer that Ning Changjiu dissected at this moment could not see any aura in his body.

"They are more like containers." Ye Changong came to her conclusion: "Containers of spiritual energy."

"Container..."

The sea of ​​reincarnation is so vast, the number of soul swallowers accumulated for many years is countless.

So many containers...

Ning Changjiu's heart was slightly cold, and he looked up at the sky, as if staring at something terrifying behind the sky.

"What exactly does it want to do?"