Beyond the Divine States Chapter 71: : Yuntai Youjian

"Book?" Ning Changjiu was slightly puzzled.

Yan Zhou nodded and said: "The second half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra is one of the most important to the succession of the suzerain. It was lost by me back then."

Ning Changjiu said: "Such an important matter should not be told to an outside disciple of mine."

Yan Zhou said calmly: "I can't find it anyway. Who said it is different?"

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and it was true, and then asked: "Why can't I find that book? Could it be that I can run on my own long legs?"

Yan Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the extremely high ceiling of Shuge, saying: "The content recorded in the second half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra is completely different from the first half. It is a true ancient book bestowed by gods, with natural spirituality. Once he breaks free, it will be difficult to get it back. Hanchi Yijiazi is also looking for this book, otherwise he should have already broken the Zi Ting."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Hanchi? Sect master of Tianzong Yujian?"

Yan Zhou nodded and said: "Well, the real man Hanchi, my junior. Now he is also discouraged, and he has entered the world to seek other opportunities. Before I went out, I had a divination. There are more and more bad luck than good luck."

Ning Changjiu sighed and said: "It's a pity for the lord."

Yan Zhou glanced at him and smiled: "Han Chi is also a major practitioner of Zi Ting Peak anyway. It is difficult for your kid to enter the gate of cultivation, and I feel sorry for others?"

Ning Changjiu was silent for a moment, and said: "Senior said yes."

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On the Yuntai Sword Field, Lu Jia married with a sword, dancing in the cold wind, and the thin winter sun reflected her snow-like skin almost crystal clear.

Dozens of disciples stood together under the cloud platform, and under their feet, there were dozens of lines arranged vertically and horizontally. Those lines were not drawn, but were chopped out with a long sword in one go. Measure the direction of the step when repairing the sword.

Ning Xiaoling raised her head, looked at the silver-crowned hosta, the woman with extremely beautiful face, unconsciously recalling the sword light that she had witnessed before the imperial palace that day, her thoughts swayed.

"Tongxian, what is immortal? Immortals, who move into the mountains, immortal also..."

"Long life, long life, long life, long time, irreversible, if you break cliffs and fall waterfalls, you can climb for an inch, it is also a world of strength..."

"The purple court in the sky, the purple mansion in the human body, the harmony between heaven and man, the communication between God and me, for the sake of Tao..."

The cold mist floated on the cliff, and Lu Jiajia's voice came through the fog through the clouds in a cold and cold voice, like a long sword in his ears.

Marriage to my sister is really good, although I don't understand...but there is nothing more like a fairy demeanor.

She was just a little sorry, but it was a pity that brother could not practice with herself.

After Lu Jiamara finished speaking, he looked around and said: "Do you have any questions?"

"Master." A disciple took a half step and performed a sword ceremony.

Lu Jiama asked: "Do you have any questions."

The disciple looked around, and many people knew what he was going to say. At this moment, he cast affirmative glances. He took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Master! The disciple asks Master to practice safely in the future and teach his disciple swordsmanship. Little things shouldn’t have made Master work hard every day, the disciples are ashamed of their hearts..."

Lu Jiajia sighed softly: "You are the future of the Tianku line, how can you not be a teacher?"

The disciple said: "Master is the future of Tianku Peak. In recent years, other peaks have deceived people too much. If Master cannot enter the Purple Court realm, how can other peaks resist the ceremony in the future? Master, please practice with one heart and one mind. Although we have benefited a lot from the teacher’s words and deeds, we still have a guilty conscience."

Lu Jiajia smiled rarely, and whispered softly: "You are very happy to be a teacher if you can think like this."

"The master..."

"I will consider this matter. If the time is right, I will retreat for my teacher, but there are still many things I haven't figured out and haven't done." Lu Jiajia said softly: "There is no need to mention this matter. "

She has never thought about letting other people serve as teachers. Although Tiankufeng currently has no practitioners of the Purple Court realm, there are still a few uncles and elders in the Longevity Realm and Upper Realm, just before the master's death They gave them the position of the peak master. They had quite a lot of opinions about this. Although Lu Jiajia treated them as respect, he would not tolerate the repeated temptations and provocations.

More than a year ago, an uncle master and three elders forced the throne. Lu Jia married intolerable. He brazenly beat the uncle master and seriously injured the three senior elders. Expelled from the peak, since then, the contradiction between her and the previous generation has almost been at odds with each other.

Of course, these are not the real reasons.

Previously, she wanted Yazhu to teach on her behalf, but... now she has fallen halfway, and the two broken acupuncture points have not been repaired. The retreat is of little significance, and there is also Ning Xiaoling among her disciples. .

Thinking about this, she turned her eyes slightly, fell on the girl, and asked: "Xiaoling, how do you feel in the past half month, can you understand?"

When asked in public, Ning Xiaoling was startled, her body straightened up subconsciously, and said: "Master, Xiaoling probably understands."

Lu Jiajia nodded, and said: "Well, Xiaoling, you will stay later. I will personally try your cultivation results for half a month."

Ning Xiaoling felt a lot of eyes staring at her, lowered her head, and said nervously: "Yes, Master."

Lu Jia married: "Well, you must remember to practice diligently. After another half a month, you will go to the sword field. You and the seniors will participate together."

Sword Field Touring is a trial every seven days. Lu Jiajia takes the lead to shoot the sword, and the other disciples follow with the sword, just like those people who teach people to practice long-distance running in the world. Postgraduate entrance examination's mastery of aura and mastery of sword control.

As soon as this statement came out, all the disciples on the sword field felt strange emotions.

They all started to practice the sword with everyone after half a year, and this girl named Ning Xiaoling had not entered the Xuan before, and could swim with everyone in a month. How could it be possible?

But this is what the master said, and everyone dared not refute it, but they were puzzled.

Ning Xiaoling also felt flattered, and quickly said: "I see, Master."

Lu Jiajia stared at her and said: "I hope you will go with Nan Cheng at the time of the Four Summits."

"Nan Cheng?" Ning Xiaoling repeated the name in a low voice.

The big brother of Tiankufeng’s generation, Nan Cheng, is rumored to have been through the Immortal Realm at the age of nineteen. Even if his talent is compared with Lu Jiajia, he may be only a short tier. He is a genius of Tiankufeng. He is the only one who has the hope of surpassing the big disciple Shouxiaofeng.

And that Senior Brother Nan Cheng had entered the Inner Peak retreat half a year ago, and has not yet been out, but he has long been a legend of Tianku Peak, even if he can't get out of the gate, his legend still circulates in the sect.

Now the master compares this little girl who has just started and Brother Nan Cheng?

Some people were surprised and shocked in their hearts, while more people were skeptical, and even felt that Master had missed the sight this time.

Natural spirits are scarce, but they are definitely not rare among the heavenly sects. This little girl has not yet entered the Profound Realm at the age of fourteen, and has not spent several years on the outer peaks under the mountain to lay a solid foundation. How could it be possible to build tall buildings on the ground ?

The girl named Le Rou was originally curious about Ning Xiaoling. At this moment, hearing Lu Jiajia say this, her original curiosity turned into hostility.

Before Ning Xiaoling came, Le Rou was a celebrity in the clan and a leader among the female disciples of this generation. She is often respected as a master sister. Now seeing this unknown newcomer seems to be trying to steal her limelight, she After all, it's not a taste.

Hmph, I want to see if you can fly the sword in your hand to the sky in a month...

Lu Jiajia looked at the other disciples and said: "Today, I will speed up the game. Whether you can keep up or not, you must pay attention to a stable control of your qi. Don't be greedy for fast, understand?"

Everyone responded together.

Lu Jiajia turned around, walked a few steps forward, and shouted: "Get out of the sword!"

That drink resembled thunder on the cloud platform, and the fog on the cloud platform instantly dissipated. Instantly clear, the long sword in Lu Jiajia's hand flew out like white light, breaking through the winter fog and rushing straight into the sky. .

Above the sword field, all the disciples looked solemnly, pulling their swords out of their sheaths and throwing them upwards. At the same time, they made **** together. One hand was bent on the side, and the other was pressed together on the elbow. The disciples one after another Close your eyes, take the spiritual energy as the thread, and use the gods to imply swords. Those swords rise up like white light. This scene is like a wild goose crossing the border in autumn, with the head goose as the head, followed by other gooses.

Ning Xiaoling looked up at this scene, her sword-holding hand tightened, she took a deep breath and pressed her chest, but she was still unable to suppress the looming sound of the sword in her heart.

She looked around, the brothers and sisters all closed their eyes and focused on the sword, of course no one looked at herself.

She listened to the sound of the sword in her heart like a cicada, and there seemed to be waves surging in the sea of ​​anger, and her mind swayed.

Ning Xiaoling made up her mind silently.

She gently drew out the sword, held her breath, threw it towards the sky, wrapped the sword with spiritual power, and flew upwards.

She imitated the appearance of other people, pinched a sword art and stood on the spot, closing her eyes, spreading out the sea of ​​knowledge to feel the trajectory of Lu's marrying sword intent, and the spiritual force controlling the sword followed closely.

Lu Jiajia noticed a sudden surge of sword energy, guessed something, was slightly surprised in his heart, but did not make too many moves.

Led by the fairy sword Minglan, those long swords circled the mountain peaks under the entire sword field, piercing the clouds and breaking the fog, surging away, and whizzing back.

Half an hour later, Lu Jiajia opened his eyes.

With a loud sound, the fairy sword Minglan hovered above the sword field.

The trail drawn by the sword intent behind it still left a long arc of white rainbow in the air.

In the whole process of swimming the sword, more and more swords were stretched by Ming Lan, and they were thrown behind him. Only four swords were left to follow until the end.

The disciples opened their eyes one after another. Most of them were sweating profusely and looked tired. A few disciples of higher realm looked calm and confident, while those of lower realm would only open their eyes for a long time at night. .

When Le Rou hovered the sword over the sword field and opened it, she quietly looked around. The field had already opened her eyes, but there were only five seniors.

Her talents and aptitudes are among the best in this vein, but only in terms of spiritual strength, she can only be regarded as quite satisfactory. Today, she seems to be slightly stimulated by Master’s words. This time, the ranking of the game sword is higher. On weekdays, it is even higher by two.

When all the swords returned to their positions, Lu Jiajia flicked his fingers and returned the long swords that could not keep up to the master's sheath like a streamer, leaving only four swords.

"Weiran, your aura has improved, and you are already able to do well. Within three years, you will surely be able to enter the upper realm of Tongxian."

Xu Weiran is exactly eighteen years old this year. Although she is not as stunning as her elder brother Nan Cheng, she can definitely be regarded as the outstanding one among the disciples of this generation. Now he is happy to hear Master say that it will last for three years. Unconvinced, he hurriedly said: "Thank you, Master."

Lu Jiajia nodded lightly, and the jade fingers turned slightly, and the long sword turned light into its sheath.

"Yun Ze, although your sword has kept up with the speed, but the air is insufficient, if it is against the enemy, I am afraid it will be shot down directly, but this is also a strict requirement for the teacher, and this speed is already worthy of pride. "Lu Jiajia snapped his fingers again, and another sword returned.

Yun Ze leads the kendo to thank you.

Ning Xiaoling glanced at him quietly and snorted in her heart. She even dared to call her brother a pig. He thought it was too good. Now it doesn't look good. I won't find a chance to clean up you in the future.

Lu Jiajia continued: "Hongyuan, you should be the most diligent one among the disciples. If you can hold on to this determination, you should be able to get a forehead to represent the Tiankui family in the four Summit sword."

Gao Jun, a man named Hongyuan, is tall and straight. He has fiery eyes at this moment. He only feels that these hours of hard work have not been in vain.

The long sword is in its sheath.

"This last sword..." Lu Jiajia moved his fingers slightly, moving the sword to the front of him. The light of the sword reflected his beautiful eyes, and the skin that was already deceiving Saixue was even colder at this moment. Carved ice jade.

Although it is unbelievable, Lu Jiajia still looks at Ning Xiaoling.

When everyone saw that the master had been speechless, they reacted afterwards and followed her gaze.

Suddenly there were several exclamations in the sword field.

Several sharp-eyed disciples have already noticed that the scabbard around Ning Xiaoling's waist is empty.

More people are still a little confused, not knowing what they are sitting on.

"What's the matter?" Le Rou tugged at the person next to her, and asked as she stood on her toes and looked in that direction.

The low voice of conversation rang out in a disorderly manner.

Ning Xiaoling opened her thin lips slightly, and then slightly raised her jaw after exhaling gently, she took a step forward and performed a sassy sword ceremony, saying:

"Master, it is my sword."

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(ps: Thank you Shuyou Ning for your long reward! Thank you for your support!)