Beyond the Divine States Chapter 449: : Bai Zang Zhan Ling

At the beginning of December, the heavy snow on earth has not yet reached the West, but the two-day short gathering has ended.

In the city of Xiguo, Zhao Xianger and Ning Changjiu had noodles, and they walked together on the street in a foreign land. They watched various performances in the endless stream of people.

This is the place where the sun falls. People in Western countries also have a fanatical worship of the sun. On the streets of the capital city, statues and ornaments related to the sun can be seen almost everywhere, even the red carpet draped on the elephant is painted with abstraction. Sun pattern.

When Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger walked through the street, they were holding hands, but they seemed to be nothing but shadows.

Gradually, the pedestrians became sparser and the surroundings became quieter.

Zhao Xianger stopped and lifted his finger forward.

Ning Changjiu looked in the direction she pointed.

"Is this the statue of Suzaku?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the statue in front of him. It was a woman in a long dress and a golden crown. The woman was graceful and gentle, like a princess who lived in the simplest form. She turned her back to the sunset, and her facial features seemed to be covered with a faint blackness. Yarn, can't see the face clearly.

Zhao Xianger lightly nodded, her fingers moved up the black statue, pointing to a certain void, and said: "When the year of the Vermillion Bird arrives, the Kingdom of Vermillion Bird will be opened there."

Ning Changjiu said: "I hope she is really not an enemy."

Zhao Xianger looked at the statue of Vermilion Bird and said: "She may not be the enemy of the world, but it may be mine."

Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger stood in front of the Vermillion Bird statue for a long time, thinking about things separately, until the sun set.

"Well, these two days of fun have passed, and no more time will be lost afterwards."

On the way back, Zhao Xianger looked into Ning Changjiu's eyes and said seriously: "It's a pity that I can't leave Three Thousand Worlds. I can't walk with you on the road afterwards."

It is not easy for them to meet for two days in one year and two days. Before that, their spirits had been lonely for three thousand five hundred years.

Ning Changjiu said: "It doesn't matter, you just wait for me to come back in the West."

Zhao Xianger smiled faintly, and the smile was fleeting, "Well, take care, too many people have died along the way. If we die again, this world may not be able to wait until the next Criticism has grown up."

Ning Changjiu said: "Don't worry, the Lord of the Kingdom of God is not to be feared."

Zhao Xianger thought for a while and asked: "The kingdom of God is a symbol of rules. Now that the destruction of so many kingdoms of God will have additional impact on the world? For example, the counterattack of rules?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "The Kingdom of God is outside of the rules of the world, created by the Dark Lord, and destroying them will not affect anything."

Zhao Xiang'er nodded, she stared at Ning Changjiu's eyes, but she always felt that he seemed to be hiding something.

"Don't worry anyway." Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I am very happy to be with you these two days, and I will always remember."

Zhao Xianger frowned and said: "Don't talk like that, it's not a goodbye to life and death."

Ning Changjiu looked at the girl's face, nodded lightly, the two hugged, and then walked towards the upper end of Three Thousand World together.

In the world, both Lu Jiajia and Si Ming are practicing, and Lu Jiajia began to mobilize the power of the real sword and spirit.

She sits cross-legged, her white clothes fluttering, the aura of the three thousand worlds converges towards her, and Lu Jiajia's spiritual mind starts from the Western Kingdom and spreads to the whole world.

The range that the divine consciousness can extend quickly approached the limit, but the swords scattered in the world were also sensed, releasing a weak sword intent to respond.

Lu Jiajia perceives their location.

She can't do the magnificent scenery with a shout of a hundred swords, she can only feel their fuzzy position, and then go to the world to take them out one by one.

Under the intense consumption, Lu Jiajia’s spiritual mind quickly dries up. This sense of exhaustion is like a person in the void. The body is searching for the poor air in the lungs, and the fainting feeling caused by suffocation is quickly suppressed. Uncontrollable aura overflows the body, just like thin sweat on the skin.

After struggling for a long time, Lu Jiajia’s mind is slightly loose, and her body fluctuates violently because of gasping. She subconsciously stretches out her hand to her side, but she doesn’t catch anything. The sense of frustration prompts Lu Jiajia to return to her senses, she sees Facing the boundless world of the West, after adjusting his breathing, he began to extend the second round of spiritual thoughts.

At this moment, Si Ming is in a small attic hanging upside down. The attic is absolutely silent, because Si Ming has sent her mutilated sundial.

This was the sacred tool she used to keep the watch in the kingdom of God, and it was the source of time authority, but it was a pity that half of it was broken when she was in the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

But recently, Si Ming was surprised to find that the crack in this sundial had a feeling of waning moon gradually filling up—the incomplete sundial seemed to slowly become full!

Siming was puzzled, and soon she realized whether this would have something to do with the world becoming more real.

Time is the same as space. Whether it is refined into authority or not, it absolutely exists in the world. When the influence of the Dark Lord on this time and space is declining, the authority of broken time tends to be complete... Also, time exists eternally for human beings, how can the related authority die?

Si Ming looked at the still incomplete sundial, and the wind and snow in his icy eyes became heavier and heavier.

What if one day, the sundial is fully restored? Can the world go back? If you can go back, can you go back to the future to see their ending?

Countless ideas flooded in.

Siming's silver hair dances with his mood and no wind, and wearing a **** robe is also a hunting sound.

She withdrew her thoughts and sundial, and everything was quiet again.

She began to re-examine her own way of supporting the kingdom of God.

Guanfu is the first puppet of the Dark Lord to stand in the world, and what his will represents should also be the will of the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord has bestowed the infinite power of Yan Fu, an infinite power that is intertwined with time and destiny-people make countless choices on a timeline, and these choices are connected together. The so-called destiny.

But in the final analysis, this is just a destiny on a single timeline. No matter how the infinite authority extends, it still cannot escape a fixed world.

So even if Yanfu had unlimited authority, he could not escape his fate of being killed.

If death is doomed in the end, how can the ending be changed?

Si Ming suddenly realized that at the end of Ning Changjiu's last life, Master had probably found the answer, but she had no time to say the answer.

Time flies, as the setting sun goes down the mountain, Lu Jiajia’s spiritual mind has completed the second round of expansion.

If Zhihai is a map, there are already more than 30 spots of light in Lu's married Zhihai, and they are all the places where the fairy swords were scattered back then.

Ning Changjiu came to her behind, looked at the pale woman, stretched out her hand to caress her back, breathed in the spiritual energy for her, and accelerated her breath adjustment.

Lu Jiajia felt the warmth coming from behind, and his frowned eyebrows were loosened.

"Where did you just go?" Lu Jiajia asked.

"Go and take a look at the statue of Vermilion Bird with Xianger." Ning Changjiu replied.

Lu Jiajia nodded and said: "I have found the whereabouts of the thirty-two fairy swords. Later on the trip to the peaks, I can take them out one by one."

Ning Changjiu said softly: "I have worked hard to marry."

Lu Jiajia's breathing gradually stabilized. She opened her eyes and asked: "When shall we leave?" 　　 Ning looked into the distance for a long time and said: "Just tonight."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Where shall we go first?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "Ancient Lingzong."

Ancient Lingzong...

Lu Jiajia couldn't help but remember the first time he saw the Spirit Devourer in the imperial city.

At that time, the spirit swallowers with the same horns broke through the virtual realm, and the huge body smashed into the ground like a mountain. She held the sword and was powerless to face such a demon. At that moment, she felt that the realm seemed to lose its meaning. , Under the disparity of realm, he can only wait for death on the earth without discrimination just like a mortal.

Now that the times have changed, they are going to be the executioners who slaughtered those demons.

Lu Jiajia remembered silently.

Si Ming walked out of the attic and came to them. The lines of the moon bird on Si Ming's dark robe had not yet been bent and faded, and the thin moon was outlined behind him, shining like a waterfall with silver hair.

Zhao Xianger came soon too.

Zhao Xianger gave an ugly folded paper crane to Ning Changjiu. The paper crane had no intentions but a blessing.

Ning Changjiu looked at the paper crane and said: "This must be made by Xianger himself?"

Zhao Xianger snorted and said: "Of course, I have always been ingenious!"

Ning Changjiu smiled.

Zhao Xianger looked at him and said seriously: "In case of unpredictability, don't force it. You must know that the world is boundless and manpower is limited after all."

Ning Changjiu said: "I see you next time, I hope to see Xianger at the end of the world."

Zhao Xiang'er's eyes flowed, and the starlight turned into dots of light flashing in it. She smiled slightly and said: "Stop talking big words, it's not bad to ask your Highness for mercy."

Si Ming asked in confusion: "What are they talking about?"

Lu Jiajia shook his head, saying that he didn't understand it either.

Ning Changjiu calmly said: "We are using ourselves as metaphors."

Zhao Xianger nodded in agreement.

They bid farewell to the center of Three Thousand Worlds and promised the next day of reunion.

……

In the Nether Temple, Ning Xiaoling has obtained the letter sent by evil.

She had read the letter and looked at the door behind the Hall of the Underworld, her delicate brows filled with sadness.

Kill the soul swallowers to a specific number, feed a certain amount of aura, maintain the most basic operation of the dark master, and prevent it from killing the practitioners with innate spirits... This plan sounds simple and beautiful, but it is practical The operation is never difficult.

First of all, Ning Xiaoling was unable to determine how many Spirit Devourers were in the entire sea of ​​ruins. They were scattered in the vast sea of ​​ruins, each with thick skin and thick flesh, and it was not easy to kill them.

What's more, even if a part of it is killed, the rest of the devourers still cannot gather. How can it be fixed to feed the aura?

Sitting on the throne, Jiuyou didn't know Ning Xiaoling's troubles.

These days, Jiuyou has always been deeply guilty of Diting’s departure. Even if Diting has long been determined to leave, perhaps it was his own chili fish that night made up his mind, but... but he was just with it. Just kidding, I didn't want to bully it.

She wants to apologize to Di Ting, but she knows no matter how stupid she is, Di Ting will never come back.

Jiuyou sat blankly in his seat, stopped writing poems, just looked outside and became more and more quiet.

Ning Xiaoling did not share her worries with her.

When she was pacing back and forth in the Nether Hall with the letter, there was a bird cry suddenly behind her.

Ning Xiaoling was startled, looking back, a familiar three-legged golden crow stopped on the window lattice and looked at her through the gloom of the hall.

Ning Changjiu, Lu Jiajia, and Si Ming appeared in the hall one after another.

After controlling the sword overnight, they returned to the Ancient Spirit Sect.

Ning Xiaoling thought she was wrong, she rubbed her eyes, but Ning Changjiu had already arrived in the hall and opened her arms gently.

If it were past, she might jump directly into the arms of the senior, but at this moment, she just snuggled gently for a while before letting go.

Ning Xiaoling raised her head, raised the letter paper in her hand, and said: "This letter has been received by Xiaoling. Brother is worried that Xiaoling will not be able to complete the task, so are you here?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the delicate and lovely girl, and was about to say that he believed in the younger sister, but Ning Xiaoling had asked and replied: "Brother's worry is correct!"

Ning Changjiu was taken aback for a while, and then he laughed.

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming also came to the girl's side, Ning Xiaoling cleverly called out Master and Sister twice.

The four of them sat down in the hall of darkness, and Ning Xiaoling began to talk to them about the problems she had encountered.

Everyone listens carefully.

"Even if Xiaoling became Mingjun, wouldn't he be able to perceive the entire market completely?" Ning Changjiu asked while thinking.

Ning Xiaoling nodded guiltily: "My Mingjun is not inherited. Although he has obtained the authority of reincarnation, he can't really possess the abilities that Mingjun had back then."

Si Ming asked: "So, we can't be sure how many Spirit Devourers are in the market, right?"

"Yeah." Ning Xiaoling replied.

Si Ming rubbed his forehead and sighed: "So, is this plan difficult to implement from the first step?"

Ning Xiaoling hurriedly said: "Perhaps Xiaoling's realm is too low. When I have a stronger understanding of the sea, I might be able to perceive the entire sea of ​​ruins."

Lu Jiajia said relievedly: "You don't have to force Xiaoling, just let us find a way."

Speaking, Lu Jiajia looked at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu closed his eyes and was thinking about the method. He is a body of Shura and is good at archery, so his mental power is particularly strong. He may be able to rely on the Golden Crow to measure the scope of the entire sea of ​​ruins, and then according to the spirit swallowing The dense distribution of the people roughly estimates the number of soul-swallowers in the entire market.

But doing so will not only result in inaccurate results, but also consume a lot of time.

While Ning Chang was thinking hard, a faint voice rang in his ears, interrupting their thoughts.

Ning Changjiu was slightly surprised, turned his head, and found that Jiu You was looking at them seriously.

Ning Xiaoling looked at her and asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"

I saw Jiuyou tentatively raised his hand and said: "Let me try it."

……

Ning Xiaoling suddenly reacted, Jiuyou is part of Mingjun, the true inheritance of Mingjun, but the descendants of Mingjun are not very competitive, look stupid, and have no sense of existence, so that most of the time, Everyone ignored her.

At this moment, Jiuyou recommended herself, and everyone suddenly realized her noble status.

Ning Xiaoling's heart tightened slightly. She stared at Jiuyou earnestly and asked: "Does Jiuyou really know what we are talking about?"

Jiu You clutched the skirt and said seriously: "I heard it all, perceive the whole sea of ​​ruins...I think I can."

Ning Xiaoling's tense heartstrings are now loosened a lot, she is still a little curious, and asks: "Why is Jiuyou different today?"

Jiu You raised his head, looked at the dome of the Underworld Hall, and said, "It’s nothing different. I have always listened to you. I know that there is a terrifying devil living outside of us. It seals the sky. As for our inability to leave, we have to defeat it..."

Ning Xiaoling asked: "Will Jiuyou also defeat the Great Demon King?"

Jiu You nodded vigorously, his eyes suddenly brightened, "Well, I also want to see the outside world."

Everyone looked at each other, and then they all smiled slightly.

Jiu You came to the Nether Throne with her skirt, and she sat down on the throne and closed her eyes. If the temple felt sensitive, it actually vibrated slightly, and the outline of the sea of ​​sea was outlined in the sea of ​​knowledge. The girl fell asleep faintly.

Ning Changjiu came to her, pointed her eyebrows, and released it after confirming that the girl was OK.

"Jiuyou is exploring Netherworld with her spiritual sense. When she wakes up, it should be the time when the exploration of the sea of ​​the sea is finished." Ning Changjiu gave everyone a reassurance.

Ning Xiaoling laughed happily and said: "I didn't expect Jiuyou to be so powerful."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Then shall we stay here all the time, wait for her to wake up?"

Ning Changjiu hesitated.

He is not sure when Jiuyou will wake up. They have to go to the mountains, collect the lost swords, and go to the world to help the sword pavilion preach together. Even if the Suzaku Kingdom of God is not opened, they will only have two The time is less than a month.

Ning Xiaoling also looked at her senior, and whispered: "With my own power, I can kill those spirit swallowers. I'm afraid I can't kill them for ten years..."

Si Ming suggested: "Even if we can't stay here, we can find a helper for Xiaoling."

"Helper?" Ning Xiaoling asked: "Where to find?"

Ning Xiaoling looked at Si Ming, and Si Ming turned the wooden chair to face her. Since she turned back to long silver-white hair, her emotions have receded most of the time. She has silver hair and black hair. Cold and quiet, looking up like a perfect goddess.

Ning Changjiu already knew, and said, "I'll go out for a while."

He temporarily left the ancient Nether Kingdom, and came to the ancient Lingzong, beside the chain bridge, he closed his eyes, and silently called the master's name in his heart.

……

I can't watch, Ye Changong slowly returned to his senses between the lotus shadows.

She blinked her dry eyes, looked at the ripples in the pool, and heard Ning Changjiu's voice.

Ye Chan Palace did not respond too much, and only said one sentence: "I know it for the teacher."

She looked out of the temple.

At this moment, Bai Zang is patrolling Dahe Town. She raised her head proudly and looked at this shabby town with disdain. Now she is the Elvis here, although the other cats, dogs, cattle and sheep in the town have no origins. Vulgar, it can be seen that she only dares to evade.

Bai Zang is very proud of this. She feels that she has penetrated into the unobservable and is disintegrating the unobservable core force.

The scenery is not pleasant and the four seasons are like spring. She likes it very much. If she can choose, it is indeed more beautiful than her cold Silver Snow Palace.

So she was thinking about defeating Ye Changong one day, stomping on her quiet face with cat's claws and enslaving her severely, and also thinking about helping everyone to guard the unobservable together and resist the dark lord.

Bai Zang is lying on his stomach quietly in the lazy sunshine.

Looking out from the rock on which she was lying on her stomach, she could see five trees growing side by side.

She would occasionally water the tree with a bucket in her mouth. Because Si Ming often bullied herself, she always deliberately watered her less. Watching Si Ming’s tree grows the slowest, which is also one of her rare pleasures. .

Today, Bai Zang returned to the unobservable after patrolling Dahe Town. She originally liked to sleep in Lawling Pavilion. Until one day, when a woman in a blue skirt with the dust in her arms came back and beat her severely, she just Dare to walk around there.

She came to an ordinary hall, found a statue of a **** who seemed to be kind and kind, curled up next to the statue, and took a nap on her stomach.

Suddenly, she felt that this was also very beautiful. It seemed to be happier than when she was the **** lord... But this kind of life can be enjoyed by many ordinary cats. Is a wild cat happier than the **** lord? Such a conclusion made her somewhat unacceptable.

If this is the case, is your **** struggle and millennial obsession just asking for nothing?

Bai Zang sighed meowly, no longer thinking about this, just wanting to live a life without a fight for a few more days.

But when Bai Zang was about to fall asleep, Ye Chan Palace's voice rang in his ears.

Bai Zang's fluffy ears trembled.

Although she is determined not to fight with the world, she is a tiger after all. If there is really a chance to shake the mountains and forests, she is still willing to try...

Bai Zang came to the Taoist Temple anxiously, looking at Ye Chan Palace through the shadow of the white gauze curtain.

The slender figure on the whispering white gauze is quite confusing, and Bai Zang cannot be sure what the state of Yechan Palace is now.

"Meow, meow." Bai Zang yelled several times.

She is waiting for the great mission to come to her.

Ye Chan Palace opened his eyes and said: "Go to the Ancient Nether Kingdom."

"Meow?" Bai Zang puzzled.

Ye Chan Palace briefly explained the plan of raising the Dark Lord, saying: "The scales of the soul swallowers are hard, and you need a sharp knife to kill them, you are most suitable."

Bai Zang was very disappointed. She thought to herself that she had been here for so long to replenish her energy, and finally she was going to chop the unresponsive corpse of the Spirit Devourer?

Ye Chan Gong said: "Remember to listen to Ning Xiaoling's instructions. Don't be too arrogant. If everything goes well, I can temporarily untie your keel chain when I look back next time."

Bai Zang's pupils were slightly erect, revealing a bright light.

She has long been tired of the keel chain on her neck. After all, the collar is a symbol of slavery.

Although she felt overkill, she agreed to kill the Spirit Devourer.

"Meow." Bai Zang responded.

Next, a whirlpool-like water mirror appeared under her feet, and Bai Zang was startled and fell into it.

……

Jiuyou's awakening is already ten days later.

Ning Changjiu and others have already left, heading to the highest peaks that survived in the world.

Ning Xiaoling examined the plan that everyone had discussed over and over again. No matter how perfect the plan is, there will always be worries.

When Jiuyou woke up, she was dizzy. She rubbed her eyes and vaguely saw a white cat lying on the stairs in front.

"Die listen?"

Jiu You yelled softly.

Bai Zang licked his paw and called out to deny it.

Only then did Jiuyou wake up, "Ah, it turned out to be Xiao Baizang, why are you here?"

Ning Xiaoling smiled and said: "Perhaps we can't live without cats in Mingguo."

Now Jiuyou feels a little more relaxed.

Ning Xiaoling asked: "How is Jiuyou's perception?"

Jiu You recalled for a moment and nodded vigorously: "I have finished counting!"

"Does it count one by one?" Ning Xiaoling was shocked.

Jiu You bit his lip, weak and weak: "Don't worry, you can't count them wrong, I have numbered them all."

Ning Xiaoling looked at her suspiciously.

White Zang called out again, indicating that the action could begin.

The keel chain on her neck also loosened a little, and the little white tiger quietly transformed into a girlish appearance.

"Knife." Bai Zang glanced at Ning Xiaoling.

Ning Xiaoling understood, drew out the Shentu blade of Mingguo and handed it to her.

Bai Zang took the knife lightly.

The girl in Xuefa's silver dress gracefully carried the blade and walked towards the back of the Hades.