Beyond the Divine States Chapter 73: : A journey of a thousand miles also

Thinking seems to be eclipsing the moon, and after the darkness, the light shines a little bit into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ning Xiaoling looked at him cautiously, and she could clearly feel that at that moment, the brother seemed to be taken away.

This scene was like when he was telling the story of the little Taoist priest in the house when it was raining that day. At that time, she felt that the brother was like a star, and the world could only see his faint light, but Can't see the body under the light.

Ning Changjiu sat there and was silent for a long time. At this moment, he was like a person who had been walking in the dark for a long time. Suddenly, he saw a light that pierced the night before his eyes.

The beam of light is like a sword, as long as you hold it, you can tear through the long night.

"Junior Sister..."

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth, his hands lightly covered her hair, his eyes looked into hers, and he said softly: "Thank you."

Although his smile is very shallow at this moment, Ning Xiaoling can feel his joy, like a calm lake, suddenly 10,000 heads of koi pouring over, and even if you don’t pay attention, those koi are just like Will shake the body, Qi Qi Teng jumped out of the water, sending out countless crystal clear waves.

Ning Xiaoling avoided the brother’s eyes that seemed to melt people, and said a little embarrassed: "Thank me for what I do?"

Ning Changjiu did not answer, but suddenly said: "Xiaoling, I am your brother."

"Ah." Ning Xiaoling was taken aback, wondering why he suddenly said this.

Ning Changjiu continued: "I have not been taken away by anyone, nor have I been taken over by monsters. I have always been your brother. The me who was before that night is still who I am now."

Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while. Ning Changjiu's words seemed very complicated, but she could understand them.

He wanted to dispel his last doubt.

"Brother, you don't need to do this."

"I'm afraid you still have worries."

"Actually, I know that you are good to me." Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips, raised her head, and said: "And I don't know why, I have always felt that you are the original brother, you have always been... …Um…this is intuition, right?"

"It's really good to meet the younger sister."

The brief peace is like the first blizzard.

"Fool." Ning Xiaoling yelled a little, and suddenly jumped up and hugged him unexpectedly. Ning Changjiu's hanging sleeves moved slightly, and he heard the faint sobbing of the girl in front of his chest. It passed, and then the white clothes on his chest became a damp color.

Ning Changjiu bent his arms, covered her back with both hands, and patted gently.

He felt a little emotional.

In the previous life, he was decapitated by Master personally, so he has always had a misunderstanding of thinking, that is, his congenital spirit has been decapitated by Master, so at this moment the location of the Purple Mansion is empty.

But now is twelve years ago.

If time goes back in time and everything goes back to the beginning, then what does it matter what happened that year?

He hasn't practiced yet, he hasn't formed a spirit, just like he did in the past.

Everything will start again.

He closed his eyes and held the girl in his arms with a small smile on his lips.

A bit of joy and a bit of self-deprecating.

Under the paper window, thinking clearly.

For such a simple thing, I have been going around for half a month. No wonder when I saw the book in the book pavilion today, I was conscious of it, but I still hadn't figured it out at the time.

It's really a fool.

"Junior sister, don't cry, I will teach you to read, um...Where did you teach last time?" Ning Changjiu whispered.

"The last time I taught you the bending hook..." Ning Xiaoling hesitated.

Ning Changjiu angrily smiled and said: "Why? Want to do it again? This will let you know about marrying, but you will get angry."

"Married sister married tofu mouth glutinous rice heart, so you won't be angry, don't think Married sister rarely talks to you, in fact, she must be very concerned about you secretly."

"Yes, brother can't let her down anymore." Ning Changjiu said softly: "Alright, let's get up. Today, brother teaches you to read poems. From now on, Xiaoling must be educated, but she can't become Reckless girl."

"What poem to read..."

"The snow falls in the middle of winter this year, and the sound is smashed. Brother, let me tell you some poems about snow."

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In the afternoon, the blue light will stand still, and the ancient scroll will be fragrant, and the conversation will be quiet and flakes are like snow.

"All over the world is made of white jade, which makes people feel courageous and clear, and they want to go to immortals..."

"When the sky is cold and the sun sets, I draw a corner and a door, blow into a Qiong tree and fall into a poplar flower."

"..."

After a long time, Ning Changjiu slowly closed the paper, smiled and asked, "Which sentence do you like?"

Ning Xiaoling thought about it for a while, and thought about it: "Is it possible to make a difference in the salty air?"

……

Lu Jiajia’s sword fell on the cold cloud platform. Snow was suddenly floating between the cloud platform surrounded by cold mist. When I looked up, the sky was endless white, and the sound of the wind stirred, and there seemed to be a flurry of scales. , Rolled down countless frost and snow.

Lu Jiajia's bomb sword came out of its sheath, and in the clear sound of the sword, the wooden sheath around his waist was empty, and a large green spring ran across the sky.

She concentrated her thoughts and swung her sleeves in a rush, holding the hilt in her hand, and wiping the blade with her left fingers. The bright and mirror-like sword body, her brows were cold, she swung the sword with a slash.

The swordsmanship in the first half of the Tianyu Sword Scriptures is cut out one by one.

There are three swords with the most magnificent and decisive intent to kill the white rainbow, the river enters the sun, and the ink rain. There are also three swords that are unparalleled in the cold, the cloud cliff stone carving, the idle guizi, and the knock on the moon to ask the immortal. The rest are sand, snow, and white. The swords of Aya, Kyoka, and Autumn Makeup were also handed out one by one.

Between the cliffs, the sword energy is invincible, and on the everlasting rocks, there are many thin sword marks, which fall in disorder, like small characters on the cliffs one after another.

Above the cloud platform, sword energy soars into the sky, and snowflakes roll down.

Lu Jia married with a slim waist belt, and his slender figure was erratic in the meantime.

The red plum blossoms on the edge of the cliff, and her appearance is better than the winter plum Baixue.

At first, the sword was extremely powerful, magnificent and majestic, wide open and closed, but at the end of the sword, it looked like an Iraqi in the attic raising a sword, singing and dancing.

Lu Jia married Dan's lips and white teeth. His complexion was like snow, and the sky light from the clouds covered his upper cheeks, reflecting the crystal clear earlobes.

The sword is silent.

The wind and snow are over.

Lu Jiajia sighed faintly, and the tip of his sword swept across his side and sheathed.

She stood silently, looking at the sword aura that was gradually dissipating in the world, with a dazed expression. The sword moves that were just now were mostly repeating the indomitable killing. At the end of the move, she turned soft, like a showgirl dancing sleeve. .

It's not that she suddenly felt tenderness in her heart, it was just her bursting spiritual power. After the fifth sword, it came to an end, and the two churned acupuncture points on the back were loaded to the extreme and turned into conical thorns. Pain, so the last two swords can only be soft as a breeze, seemingly beautiful, and the pain can only be realized in the meantime.

The six main swords and four auxiliary swords in the first half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra have been finished hastily.

When Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling rescued her before, Ning Changjiu asked her what would happen to her if it was difficult for her to advance in this state?

The rhetoric of the time is now in place, and she only feels a deep weakness.

Today she is twenty-four years old, even if she is not a cultivator, she is still very young...

Yes, I'm only twenty-four years old.

Lu Jiajia sighed softly and raised her eyes blankly. For the next hundred years, if she always wanders in the state of long life, how can she survive?

On the peak of the cave, the star rock is lonely.

Lu Jia married behind Jian Jian, turned his back to the mountain and snow, and walked into the sword hall.

……

It's late at night.

Ning Chang sat on the floor for a long time, with a copper lamp lit in front of him.

He sat cross-legged, staring at the light, the light of the flame reflected in his eyes.

Today in the previous life, he didn't know what kind of night it was. At that time, he should have pushed down the marriage letter, and his realm had already entered the purple court realm.

If he were to meet Zhao Xianger at that time, based on the difference in their realm, she would dare to clamor for retiring in front of her.

It's just that things are not.

He hasn't entered the Xuan yet.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Previously, he had been going around in confusion for a long time, but he hadn't really taken that initial step.

The practice of the previous life has always been like clouds and mists, and now he is in the mortal world, so he doesn't want or even thinks about keeping his feet on the ground.

Until today, he didn't want to understand that everything was really overturned and started again.

Those memories are there, but the closed disciple is no longer in the unobservable, and his own life trajectory is already a brand new picture.

"Let’s start tonight..."

Ning Changjiu's breath sinks slightly. He stared at the beating flame, and in the dead lake of his heart, a spark seemed to burst into the lake, which turned to fireworks, and gradually brightened.

He couldn't find the sharp knife for the time being.

But since he is sure that there is beautiful jade under the stone, even if the water flows for thousands of years, the dust and sand can be washed away after all.

Outside the window, the snow is like white scales all over the sky, Xiao Xiaosusu.

In this ordinary snowy night, Ning Changjiu in this life formally entered the road of cultivation.

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(Four changes...completed!)