Beyond the Divine States Chapter 479: : Thousand Years of Marriage

Ning Changjiu put on a white coat, walked out of the house, and stood under the eaves.

The shade of the trees has covered the yard, and the sandy ground reflects the bright light.

He turned his head and suddenly remembered after a moment that this place is unsightly. This room is where he lived in his previous life.

Following the memory, walking through the courtyard and bypassing the corridor, looking out from the fence, the buildings such as the Lotus Pavilion of the Law Lingtang are all submerged in a green shade, the wind is not rushing, and the wheat field is still there, unobservable. But most of the earthen house collapsed in the earthquake.

Ning Changjiu looked farther away.

The sea of ​​clouds is gone, replaced by an endless plain.

He was stunned, and suddenly remembered that now the unobservable has fallen into the world.

Ning Changjiu stood in Guannei for a while, took out the marriage certificate and looked at it again, for fear that he had returned to the age of sixteen. Everything he had experienced before was a dream. He opened the marriage certificate and confirmed the'Ye Chan Palace'. After three juicy handwritings, he was finally relieved and smiled.

The sky is blue and white clouds are like wisps, everything seems remote and unreal.

Ning Changjiu wanted to go to the Taoist Temple to find the master, but when he passed by the Lawling Pavilion, he heard the conversation inside.

Ning Changjiu looked through the gap in the window. Sister Sister and Lu Jiajia were talking about something. After listening to it for a while, he realized that Sister Sister wanted to entrust Lu Lingge to the marriage.

Lu Jiajia was talking with the senior sister, his heart moved slightly, and suddenly he turned around and looked.

Ning Changjiu stood at the window and smiled and waved to her.

She said something to the senior sister softly, then ran out quickly, opened her arms, and hugged him.

Lu Jiajia is visibly thinner to the naked eye, but the slender body under the snow white sword dress is still inexplicably soft, and the hair is blown into Ning Changjiu’s cheeks, gently scratching, and it feels like spring. With a unique breath, Ning Changjiu put his arm around her back and her waist with the other. He leaned close to her earlobe and sighed slightly. The woman's earlobe was dripping red, and she hummed a few times. But he didn't let go.

Next, he heard a low sob.

Ning Changjiu said with pity and gentleness: "I've been waiting for a long time to marry the master...What's the matter with Master? Don't cry..."

Lu Jiajia squeezed his fist, hammered his back severely, and said in a tone that I didn't know whether it was a grudge or a pity: "The evildoer!"

Ning Changjiu smiled and tears fell.

Lu Jiajia felt the wetness of his shoulders, lightly moved his hand, wiped his cheek, and whispered: "What are you crying for?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "The sun is too dazzling."

When he said this, he was looking at her eyes.

The two huddled together again.

In the room, the elder sister embraced Whisker and looked at them quietly, with a slight smile on her soft cheeks.

Ning Changjiu stretched out a hand and silently pushed to the window.

click.

Master sister's face suddenly became cold.

She snorted coldly, flicked the whisk, and meditated.

Ning Changjiu took Lu Marriage’s hand and walked through the flower field where the tender leaves were swaying. On the side of the old house, there were clusters of purple **** flowers, and the few big trees that were occasionally seen had been alive for many years. It still grows lushly, as if it will never grow old, the leaves collide, the gaps open and close, where the sunlight penetrates.

The two sat down against the tree and chatted softly about the recent events.

"One month...I slept for so long." Ning Changjiu knocked on his head.

"Yes, Xue Ci and I come to see you every day. Xiaoli insisted on cooking for you at the beginning, but you can't eat it while you sleep. The food is put on the bed to watch and sacrifice. We ordered to be removed, she was still sad for a long time." Lu Jiajia held her knees with one hand, wiped her eyes with the other, Qiu Shui's eyes narrowed like crescent moons when she talked about recent interesting events.

Ning Changjiu looked at Xiaoli's appearance and couldn't help but laugh. He asked, "By the way, where did Xueci go?"

Lu Jiajia thought for a while and said: "Sister Xueci may be catching fish now..."

"Catch fish?" Ning Changjiu was slightly surprised, "I asked about Snow Porcelain, not Baizang."

Lu Jiajia smiled and sighed, and said: "I have caught the release to accumulate merit for you, hey...this set is not learned from you."

"No wonder I woke up after sleeping for a month..." Ning Changjiu muttered.

"What did you say?" Lu Jiajia didn't hear it clearly.

Ning Changjiu was afraid of her complaint, and said solemnly: "I said that the priest is boundless."

Lu Jiajia pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Let's go find her. Seeing you wake up, she will definitely pretend to be indifferent. What do you say, why did you suddenly appear and delay my catching fish?" /

Ning Changjiu didn't believe it: "Don't just guess when you marry."

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"Don't delay my fishing."

Si Ming glanced at Ning Changjiu and said lightly.

I saw Si Ming sitting in the dark side full of flowers, holding an elegant umbrella with fluttering white gauze, and wearing a snow-white embroidered long dress, without makeup, but with red lips and eyebrows, she held it in her hand. A piece of jade-like fishing rod, the beautiful figure is as clear as the flower of the night.

Ning Changjiu glanced at Lu Jiajia.

Lu Jiamarried smiled triumphantly.

Next, beside this clear river, there was a splash of water and the woman's slight exclamation and groaning.

"Hey...what do you push me into the water... in broad daylight, it's not impressive here!"

"Uh huh...what are you doing...Lu Jiajia! Take care of your apprentice."

"Huh... don't..."

The voice of Si Ming came along with the sound of the water in the stream, and the innate coldness carried the intrigue of spring flowers reflected in it.

Lu Jiajia held up the pale-flowered white umbrella that fell on the ground and watched them chase them all the way.

In the end, Si Ming was caught by him. The goddess official was caught with her arms pressed against the rocks by the river, she was soaked, for fear that she would be embarrassed again, and temporarily compromise.

"Okay, okay, Xueer... I'm wrong..."

Siming reluctantly said.

Ning Changjiu looked at her icy eyes, and said, "What is Xueer doing by the riverside?"

Si Ming's red lips were slightly raised, and Yan Ran smiled: "I'm thinking about my husband."

Ning Changjiu looked at her with a bad smile, and said helplessly: "Xue'er is so bad, how can I trust you?"

Si Ming smiled slightly, and said softly, with a touch of loneliness: "Hey, I have been thinking about you for eight years..."

Such words were uttered from the glamorous goddess of the iceberg in the past, and Ning Changjiu's heart trembled.

But obviously, after seeing him again after a long time, he didn't intend to easily spare his life when I saw him for the first time.

"Did you catch fish today?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"It's been a month, the fish here have been caught and released, and they have all learned to be smart..." Si Ming was rather lamented.

"As expected, we are not observable." Ning Changjiu sighed with emotion.

"Are you still laughing at me? If you don't believe me, try it?" Si Ming said quietly.

"Of course I can catch fish, if you don't believe me..."

Ning Changjiu said this, stretched out a piece of finger, and gently moved to the soft red lips of Siming.

"Bite the hook," he said.

Si Ming looked at the juvenile's distinct fingers, startled slightly, and then turned his head away, glanced at Lu Jiajia who was sitting under the white pale umbrella and watching the lively Lu Jiajia, and begged for mercy softly: "The marriage is still watching."

Ning Changjiu also repeated: "Yes, I'm still watching the marriage."

The words of the two have different meanings, the former is shy, and the latter is a blatant threat.

Si Mingbing's eyes condensed slightly, staring at Ning Changjiu. After the two of them stood in a stalemate for a moment, Si Ming pursed her lips and softened. She lifted her hair, leaned forward slightly, and bit Ning Changjiu's Fingers and soft lips were closed, and the fragrant tongue swept across the fingertips slightly jerky.

Si Ming could no longer hold the frame of the cold goddess, his cheeks were hot, the frost in his eyes melted away, and the mist was filled with mist.

The Lu Jiajia on the side turned his head away, biting his lip, not knowing what he thought of.

Ning Changjiu gently drew out his fingers and hugged the woman in front of him. His hands were trapped in her hair. Si Ming smiled lightly and pressed his body up, and his hands slowly covered his. Back.

The breeze passed around them, the tip of the nose was lingering, and it was not clear whether it was the fragrance of flowers or the fragrance of women.

"In the future...we will never be apart again." He said.

"Hmm."

Si Ming closed her eyes, and the two of them hugged for a while, she let go of her hand, stood on her toes slightly, and kissed her without anyone else.

Snow tender and slender feet, petals swaying on the slender stem.

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"By the way, Xianger, Xiaoling, Xiaoli... where are they?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"You want to ask Zhao Xianger's whereabouts to be straightforward. You don't have to pretend to say everyone's name." Si Ming sneered.

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and simply followed her words and asked: "Then...where did Xiang'er go?"

"Sure enough...huh! You just finished your love story with me and turned to ask the whereabouts of your little lover? Ning Changjiu, you are ruthless and unrighteous!" Si Ming's arms crossed his chest, and the eyes under Dai's eyebrows condensed again Chill.

Lu Jiajia said in a low voice: "Compared to Xianger, it seems that Sister Xueci is the little lover."

"You..." Si Ming was even more annoyed, and asked: "Who are you helping?"

"I..."

"Do not bully to marry."

Ning Changjiu is very protective of this little master.

"You guys are bullying me like this?" Si Ming felt his position was shaken.

"Don't Sister Xueci like being bullied?" Lu Jiajia smiled.

Si Ming stared at her, as if he was doing something threatening, while Lu Jiajia held Ning Changjiu's arm with a confident look.

"Okay..." Si Mingqing said coldly: "Zhao Xianger has been with Suzaku recently, I don't know what is being discussed."

"Suzaku?" Ning Changjiu was slightly stunned: "Has she not left yet?"

Si Ming nodded and said: "Suzaku holds the power of three thousand worlds, and she can leave at any time, so it is not so urgent."

Ning Changjiu said: "How is Xiang'er?"

Simming said: "You don't have to worry about that killer girl. She is holding the white cat all day. The combined combat power of the two is unmatched in the world. Even if it is me, I have to avoid three points." /

Ning Changjiu asked in a low voice: "Are you only avoiding three points..."

"Ning! Long! Long!" Si Ming's silver hair fluttered and his red lips were brighter.

Ning Changjiu sighed and hurriedly comforted the big white tiger.

Lu Jiajia smiled and watched, his eyes soft as water.

Ning Xiaoling and Shao Xiaoli came together after hearing the sound. They were pretty and cute in white and red skirts, but under their lovely appearance, there were also horrible identities such as Luoshen and Mingjun.

"Master..."

The first time Shao Xiaoli saw him, eight years of time passed through his heart, turning into soreness in his nose.

She rushed over and hugged Ning Changjiu.

Ning Xiaoling froze in place, realizing that she was slow to react, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Lu Jiajia walked to Xiaoling's side and gently took her hand, "Xiaoling is here."

"Of course Xiaoling is coming. I am Master's pocketbook." Ning Xiaoling walked to the brother with the master.

"Small money bag..." Shao Xiaoli asked with tears: "Then what am I?"

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said: "Xiao Li is...um...Xiao Li is made of water!"

Shao Xiaoli hit the master's chest with his fist.

Ning Xiaoling yelled not to bully brother, and joined in.

In the pleasant atmosphere, Ye Chan Palace stands at the highest point of the Taoist Temple, looking at it from a distance, with calm eyes. Her surroundings are clear and empty, but it gives people a feeling of standing under a cherry blossom tree.

Ning Changjiu had a sharp heart, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the Taoist Temple.

He didn't see anything, but the marriage letter stuck to his chest was glowing hot.

It suddenly occurred to him that he was looking for Master...

Ye Chan Palace is the moon, and the moon is like this. Although it has the exquisite beauty of the world, but people walk in the clear splendor of the moon, most of the time they will not look up at the sky to truly see that clearness and flawlessness. Ice wheel.

"Huh?"

Lu Jiajia noticed his absence, she immediately understood the reason, and said: "Master has been waiting for you, don't hesitate, go."

Ning Changjiu looked at them and found that they were also looking at herself.

Si Ming’s lips were slightly curved, and he said in a slightly sick voice: “Don’t pretend to be a gentleman, you’ve already known that you were a husband and wife in your previous life. Are they all your skills that make perfect? ​​Everyone is not surprised. Now Master takes the initiative, who do you pretend to be reserved for? Miss Ning?"

Ning Changjiu listened to Si Ming’s somewhat arrogant words, and wanted to reprimand him for one or two, but he saw Ning Xiaoling also raised his head, blinking Shui Lingling’s eyes, and said: "Yes, brother, hurry up." /

Ning Changjiu naturally doesn't have the slightest temper for his lovely sister.

He looked at everyone and said: "You... don't have any other opinions?"

"Suggestion?" Shao Xiaoli was very excited, handing out the box he inherited from his ancestors, and said: "Of course there is a suggestion. The previous master caused Xiaoli to be separated from the master, so the master remembered to take a hard one. Master the buttocks and help Xiaoli get revenge."

"Uh...Xiao Li, you understand it wrong, what I said is..." Ning Changjiu was embarrassed.

"I also have a suggestion. You can tie Master's long hair into two ponytails, and then..." Ning Xiaoling's ears were red and he didn't want to go on.

"Xiaoling, why are you..." Ning Changjiu was shocked.

"This is Lingluo fruit." Lu Jiajia spread out his hands and put a few fresh and round fruits into Ning Changjiu's palm.

Ning Changjiu watched Lu married the curvaceous fairy tales, and hesitated to accept them.

On the side, Si Ming disappeared for a while, and soon a wooden cross of the right proportion was brought in, "Bring this one too."

"What do you want to do?" Ning Changjiu was dizzy and angrily said: "Who is going to bully the teacher and destroy the ancestor? Do you just want to see Master being bullied?"

"Want!"

The four women said in unison.

Now that there is no enemy, the world is peaceful, everyone’s heartstrings have relaxed a lot, and many messy thoughts have arisen, such as bullying a powerful and beautiful moon palace fairy like Master, and looking at the fairy prince who does not eat the fireworks in the world. The idea of ​​whether or not they would fall into the mortal dust unknowingly became the consensus they were looking forward to.

In their hearts, Master has always been from his own family. Although he may find it a little strange, he has never had any grudges.

Everyone looked at Ning Changjiu with expectant eyes, and they didn't know the facts, thinking that he was again entrusted with the important task of saving mankind.

Ning hesitated for a long time, boldly put these "gifts" into the void, and under everyone's gaze, he went to the deepest temple with a heavy heart.

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Westland.

Zhao Xianger hugged the white cat and looked at the elegant woman in a red dress, her eyebrows drooping silently.

In these days, they have fought 19 games, all ended with Zhao Xianger's victory, but Suzaku has three thousand worlds to rely on. Although Zhao Xianger can win, he can't help each other too much.

"Aren't you pursuing freedom? This is what you call freedom?" Zhao Xianger asked coldly.

Suzaku smiled gracefully, and said: "This is what I'm thinking about recently... If I leave at this moment and fly to Hongmeng Taixu, then what I get is the freedom I want? ?"

Zhao Xianger thought for a while and said: "You at least have the freedom to choose."

Suzaku said again: "I have the freedom to choose, but is my choice really free to decide? Will it be in the dark, all of our choices have already been decided? We seem to be Freedom is nothing but a destined thing."

Zhao Xianger said indifferently: "While still in the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom, thanks to you, I feel that way."

Suzaku smiled and said: "Of course the mother's arrangement for her daughter is comprehensive."

"Looking for death." Zhao Xianger raised his hand, and the Feng cremation sword screamed out.

Suzaku avoided the sharp edge between the phoenix and the fire, lightly patted the flames between the sleeves, Shi Shiran walked back, and said: "Xiang'er, have you really thought about this?"

Zhao Xianger shook his head and said: "I am not as boring as you."

The white cat in her arms wailed and agreed.

Suzaku showed the color of loneliness and loneliness.

She looked at the sky and said: "We are all birds yearning for freedom. We should distinguish ourselves from the bird in the cage."

Zhao Xianger asked back: "Why do you use heaven and earth as a cage?"

"Heaven and earth are not cages, what else can it be?" Suzaku asked rhetorically.

"It can be the home where we live." Zhao Xianger said: "We live at home, even if the doors and windows are locked, we will not feel imprisoned, because we can go out at any time. Now the dark lord is dead. The poems have gone, and the world is our home."

Suzaku listened to her words, and there was a trace of blankness in her eyes, she immediately shook her head: "This is just an excuse to steal peace, we...always go to see further away."

Zhao Xianger asked: "This is your free will?"

Suzaku was silent for a long time and said: "Perhaps it is my paranoid thought."

Zhao Xianger gently stroked the cat's white hair, raised her head, and said: "Have you finally decided to leave?"

Suzaku said lightly: "It's up to me to leave or stay."

Zhao Xianger was a little too lazy to pay attention to her.

It is impossible for them to fight for victory or defeat.

Zhao Xianger was a little unwilling to say: "Yuan Jun has a close relationship with the mother star, so he didn't dare to kill it easily. He gave him a chance to die, and you successfully obtained the authority of the three thousand worlds. As you wish, traitors like you have such a good end, I...not happy."

Suzaku smiled lightly and said: "If your daughter is unhappy, do you want your mother to hug you?"

Zhao Xianger ignored her.

Although Suzaku hasn't really done anything heinous, but for them, it is a betrayer after all, and almost made a big mistake that is irreparable. If it can, Zhao Xianger certainly doesn't want to let her go easily.

The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.

Suzaku glanced at the sky.

In the past, someone asked a question, "What are the three thousand worlds like?"

Suzaku already has an answer in her heart: the ladder.

In her eyes, Three Thousand Worlds are steps.

In her original plan, after she appeared at the time, she would hand over the Western Kingdom to Zhao Xianger, and let her maintain the balance of the Kingdom of God, and then step on the continuous three thousand worlds and pass through each world. Stop accelerating, and finally peel off the flesh and soul, becoming a complete spiritual state, rushing into the emptiness at the speed of light, and becoming a new level of life.

But the emotions that belong to the intelligent life alone hold her back.

She has not left yet.

Because she knows that once she leaves, then the road ahead will never stop...Light cannot stop herself.

So what has become of the process of traversing the universe?

I can't do any interference, I can only watch the stars passing by the corner of my eyes, and then keep moving forward and forward until the end of the universe. What's the difference between this feeling and keeping yourself in claustrophobia?

Suzaku is indecisive.

In the end, she came behind Zhao Xianger.

"What are you doing with me?" Zhao Xianger was a little impatient.

The white cat in his arms also went to the Suzaku with a hoarse grin.

Suzaku smiled and said: "I still have obsessions that I haven't finished yet."

"What?"

"Of course it is to see Fairy Heng'e marrying as a wife." Suzaku smiled.

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Do not view outside the Taoist Temple.

Ning Changjiu holding the marriage certificate, passed through the familiar courtyard with big trees, passed the lotus pond, and came to the outside of the Taoist Temple.

The door of the Taoist Temple is closed.

Ning Changjiu tapped softly, but didn't get a response.

He thought about the fate of filling in the name of the marriage book in his eight-year dream, after trying everyone's names, he felt lingering, and he secretly complained that he didn't know how to learn a lesson.

Stand still for a long time.

The sky gradually darkened.

He raised his head and suddenly found that where the moon had disappeared, there appeared a round of small but bright stars.

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly, feeling a bit familiar.

"That is the fire spirit of the candle dragon."

Ye Chan Palace's cold and cold fairy sound came out, and fell to it.

When Ning Changjiu looked back, the gate was open. Ye Changong, who was unparalleled in appearance, wore a moon-white gauze dress and stood at the door. His hair was tied with a crown of snow lotus, and he was holding a snowy branch in his arms. whisk.

"The Fire Spirit of the Candle Dragon has been kept by the Thunder Prison. After the war, the Moon Prisoner collapsed. Lei Lao inherited the legacy of the Candle Dragon, and he abolished himself for thousands of years. /

Ye Chan Gong explained softly.

Ning Changjiu looked at Ye Chan Palace’s immortal cheeks and asked: "Aren't we going to see the moon again?"

Ye Chan Palace said: "One day, the world will be lit up all night, when people will no longer need the moon. Instead of staying for a thousand years, it is better to leave earlier."

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head, "Master is the moon of eternity, how can the lights on earth compare to the tranquility of the sky?"

Ye Chan Palace is noncommittal.

She turned softly, her veil floating.

"Why are you here today?" Her words were clear and beautiful, with invisible majesty.

"The disciple is here to propose." Ning Changjiu submitted the marriage letter.

"You are so bold." Ye Changong said, taking the marriage certificate.

"The disciples were too timid in the past. After looking too far ahead, they missed the eight years for nothing and dragged them to today." Ning Changjiu said: "The sun has illuminated the moon prisoner for countless years, and now the moon prisoner is gone, Master How lonely is the lone traveler, I...want to be the only light of the master."

Ye Chan Palace hangs its head, cold and speechless.

Ning Changjiu looked at her, stepped forward gently, opened her arms tentatively, hugged this beautiful girl a little bit, and wrapped her slender waist.

In this process, Ye Changong did not struggle.

This is the first time Ning Changjiu really embraced her after thousands of years.

Their bodies are slowly sticking together, it is an indescribable sense of beauty, cold as jade and soft and boneless, what he holds in his arms, as if not a real existence, but a bunch of gentleness Moonlight on the water.

Ye Changong did not express consent or rejection. She stood calmly, her eyelashes trembling lightly, and she whispered: "Hands...be more regular."

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