Beyond the Divine States Chapter 83: : The brightest star in the night sky

Tonight is like the sky shattered, and countless jade shavings are blown off. The strange rocks of Tiankufeng are piled with snow and piled into white jade. In the meantime, the dead wood becomes a Qiong tree. The plum blossom and snow lotus blooms, and it is faint and cold.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling reached the summit together.

Ning Xiaoling was wearing a cotton skirt and a jacket, breathing out her breath and rubbing her hands.

Ning Changjiu still wore that thin white coat, but he carried a wooden box on his back, not knowing what was inside.

The snow is blowing like feathers.

"Brother, many people look at us..." Ning Xiaoling said a little worried.

Ning Changjiu glanced at the bottom of the snow cliff at the bottom of the peak. Someone came out one after another, holding an umbrella to block the snow, tilting the umbrella, looking at the figure on the snow cliff more and more, pointing and pointing. what.

For the disciples of the same generation, who can light up the higher stars is also a secret competition, so usually after a disciple is ready to light the sword star, the other disciples also like to come and watch.

Ning Xiaoling is even more a celebrity in the peak, she won the third place in the snow field listening to the sword a few days ago. This envy of others' talents is so dazzling that the male disciple loves the female disciple. Envy, when everyone discussed in private, they guessed when Ning Xiaoling would go to light the sword star and receive the sword intent inheritance.

Tonight, after hearing that Ning Xiaoling was about to ignite the sword star, many people's expectations fell into reality, and naturally they ran out for the first time.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that her named senior brother from the outside door actually followed and stood beside her without shame.

"What is he here for? Could it be that he also entered the Profound Realm and inspired sword fire?" Yun Ze stared at the figure, very dissatisfied.

Le Rou put on a thick dress and ran out in a hurry. After seeing the two figures on the snow cliff, her brows suddenly frowned, and she said, "This Ning Changjiu Sure enough, he is a villain. At this time, I still don’t forget to come out and get the light. What do I stand there to cheer for Ning Xiaoling? An eyesore..."

Xu Weiran comforted: "Maybe Junior Brother Ning is also here to light up the sword star. If Junior Brother secretly cultivates a Profound Realm, maybe it can really light up a shorter sword star."

Le Rou dissatisfied: "Entering the Profound Realm? He is an outer disciple who can't do well in a class. How can he enter the Profound Realm? He really thinks that he is Chinese cabbage when he enters the Profound Realm... If he can light up the sword star, I will also find a cabbage to swallow it!"

"Junior sister doesn’t have to be like this..." Of course, Yun Ze didn’t believe that Ning Changjiu could light up the sword star. After all, this is against the law of practice. He just remembered another thing and whispered: "Junior sister Le Rou, if it’s true Let Na Ning Xiaoling point a star about the same height as Nancheng, what can we do? Isn’t your status in the peaks of the rivers and lakes..."

Le Rou snorted coldly, and said with a little confidence: "When do we pay attention to the path of cultivation at Tianku Peak? It has always been the first. Otherwise, why do we see Lu Yuanbai every time Have to call the teacher uncle?"

Standing behind him, Lu Yuanbai, who had been listening with relish, turned and left silently, sat down in a secluded place, untied the hip flask at his waist and drank a warm drink.

Somehow, today's wine is a bit bitter.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the snow cliff, and transferred the anger to Ning Changjiu, dissatisfied: "It's the night again, and I chose such a ghostly weather again, with a big box on his back. What do you want to do? Don’t you know that the colder the weather, the faster the sword fire will cool down? If you don’t want to order it yourself, let’s cheat your sister..."

Not long after, Lu Jiajia also stepped on the sword.

The disciples lighting the sword star and gaining the inheritance of sword intent is one of the major events of Tianku Peak. The master must be on the sidelines to prevent accidents.

Lu Jiajia pinched a sword tactic, spreading out a space, and the heavy snow was cut and cut, and no one could fall into the sword field.

She looked at Ning Xiaoling and Changjiu, and asked, "Sure?"

Ning Xiaoling and Ning Changjiu hummed together.

Lu Jiajia glared at Ning Changjiu: "What are you doing?"

Ning Xiaoling explained: "Brother is also a disciple in the peak, so he should be a bit qualified as a sword star."

Lu Jia married and said: "There is or there is, but..."

She looked at Ning Changjiu's face, and said suspiciously: "Are you really ready?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "I have been preparing for a long time, there should be no problem."

Lu Jiajia looked at the box on his back, frowned, and said with a grim expression: "The rules of the peak, the sword star must be ignited with spiritual energy to inspire the sword element, and the sword element should be used to burn the fireworks. Above the sword star, only enough and hot enough sword fire can ignite the sword star, but you are not allowed to do anything wrong."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "I have seen the rules, I have always followed the rules."

Lu Jiajia was silent for a while, and said: "Open the things on your back and let me have a look."

Ning Changjiu didn't evade anything, so he untied the box and opened the face of Lu's marriage.

Ning Xiaoling knew what was inside, so she covered her face before opening the box and stayed aside.

Sure enough, after the box was opened, Lu Jiajia's expression was also a bit wonderful. She stared at the box, her expression changing, and asked: "What are you doing with this large bundle of firewood? You want to use flying swords to take them Send them to the sword star one by one, pile them in a pile, and then ignite them with sword fire? Or do you want to build a ladder to climb higher?"

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said: "I did think about sending them up with flying swords, but the sword star not only has a smooth surface and it is difficult to fix the firewood, but the surrounding air is also thinner, even if you want to light the firewood on it, It’s not easy. The latter is a good idea, but it’s a little troublesome."

The disciples under the snow cliff also saw this scene from a distance and discussed in a low voice.

"What's in that box?"

"It seems like a pile of...chai men?" The sharp-eyed disciple asked incredulously: "He wants to make a campfire and dance around?"

"Huh, who knows, the countryman, he overestimated him before."

Hearing that Lu Jiajia finished speaking casually, he glanced at the box again and confirmed that it was really ordinary firewood. Lu Jiajia's chest was ups and downs. After calming down his emotions, he snorted coldly. Said: "What do you like to do, I don't bother to care about you, but if it is too embarrassing, I am afraid I will have to carry you to the outer peak."

She didn't give Ning Changjiu a chance to breathe herself again, and immediately said: "You two, who will come first?"

Ning Xiaoling took a step forward and volunteered: "Master, let me come first."

Lu Jiajia glanced at her with relief, and said softly: "Xiaoling, you break the realm too fast, it is inevitable that your foundation is not strong. Sending the sword fire to the sword star will consume a lot of spiritual power. If you don’t support it, Qian Don’t force it, it’s not worthwhile to recuperate for a few months if your body is broken."

"Master, Xiaoling has a sense of measure."

Ning Xiaoling bowed respectfully, and then took off the saber around her waist and slowly withdrew it. The girl turned her back amidst the friction of the sword and the sheath and walked further forward.

The conversation under the snow cliff diminished. Le Rou clenched her fist and stared nervously at Ning Xiaoling’s back. She hoped that Ning Xiaoling would choose a very high star without knowing the sky, and then unfortunately failed, and she also hoped that Ning Don’t choose too high for Xiaoling. In case you light up by chance, I’m afraid that your position in the master’s heart will really not be kept...

"Brother, are you ready?" Ning Xiaoling turned her head and looked at him nervously.

Ning Changjiu said: "Just pick the one you like."

Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously. She raised the sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword moved slowly like a compass, as if she was aiming at something.

Lu Jiajia's hand holding the sword between the sleeves of her sleeves exerted a slight force.

She looked at the direction Ning Xiaoling's sword pointed with some uncertainty.

Although sword stars are superior and inferior, there is not much difference in the inheritance of sword intent among them. Lighting up the higher stars is often just a symbol of talent and realm.

At this moment, Ning Xiaoling was not able to enter the Profound Realm. The point of her sword was actually a sword star that could not be reached even if it was vaguely connected to the fairyland.

"Xiaoling, don't act impulsively, you burn the stars with your sword fire, even if you ignite it, if you don't beat the sword armor projected by the sword star, you will still be backlashed." Lu Jiajia reminded aloud.

Ning Xiaoling stared at the star, just like staring at the beloved candied haws on the street when she was a child.

"That's it." Ning Xiaoling said softly.

She held the sword steadily.

The sea of ​​air in the body is churning like a volcano, and the heart is vomiting blood.

A fire suddenly lit up at Jianfeng’s central axis. It was a fiery entangled line of fire. After it was lit, it shot upwards at high speed, instantly passed the tip of the sword, and rushed into the wind at a faster speed. In the snow, it shoots straight towards a very high place.

Everyone looked at the direction pointed by the line of fire, and their hearts were shocked.

The position where the sword star hangs is extremely high, and it is not too big. Even if it is ignited, it is estimated that there is not much sword intent inheritance. It is obviously a thankless job, but...

Many people quickly realized that Ning Xiaoling didn't care about the inheritance of sword intent at all. She just wanted to choose a star that others didn't dare to choose and didn't want to choose.

How arrogant... Is this a genius? It's no wonder that when she enters the mountain gate, the master takes her so seriously that even her brother who has an empty skin makes an exception and arranges it next door to her.

Well, if her brother hadn't delayed her practice every day, then Xiaoling's realm would have been more solid and reliable now.

In the violent blizzard, the line of fire drastically reduced the temperature.

On a snowy night, this is the hardest time to light a sword star.

Sure enough, although the sword fire casts fiercely, after reaching a certain height, as the speed at which the spiritual energy activates the sword element is limited, and the distance that needs to be transmitted is getting farther and farther, the speed of the sword fire is also visible to the naked eye. A lot.

Ning Xiaoling gritted her teeth and changed from holding a sword with one arm to two arms.

Then, with the consumption of a lot of spiritual power, her arms began to tremble, as if what she was holding was not a sword, but a huge axe.

The entire sword has burned.

Besides the bright silver edge, there are blazing, whitish fireworks.

And the sword fire is still advancing continuously, although the speed is getting slower and slower, and Ning Xiaoling also feels that her sea of ​​qi is about to boil, and the heat wave in her chest is surging, and she seems to be from it. Explode.

She knew that this feeling was just an illusion, but this suffocating pain tortured her all the time, as if to force her body to the ground.

Ning Xiaoling stared at her sword, her eyes blurred.

She is not sure whether the sword fire is still being implemented, or it has begun to go backwards, and can no longer reach the sword star she chose, but she is still working hard.

While the will, the sea of ​​air, the door of the Purple Mansion opened, a snow-white fox condensed in front of her chest, leaped on her arm, and a pair of pink and tender meat pads also covered the hilt.

That night of fright, when she faced Ning Qinshui, she summoned the innate spirit, used the strength of the whole body, and was instantly dissipated by the opponent.

For countless hours after waking up, faced with the influence and pollution of the monster species from time to time, she couldn't cut off the connection between her spirit and the monster species, and she didn't even have the courage to tell her brother about it, for fear of being killed.

On the night when the assassin attacked at night, when the arrow was imminent, she almost completely gave up the control of the body, allowing the demon species to directly occupy the soul.

On the day of Zhao Xianger’s birthday banquet, the blood arrow was clearly broken up and turned into such a slow and slow rain of blood, she didn’t even escape...

This kind of unwillingness to the weak, the desire for the strong, the hatred for the enemies, and the shame of the relatives have tortured her over and over again. At this time, it seems that the time has slowed down countless times. The ground passed the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Ah!!!"

Ning Xiaoling suddenly raised her head, her neck stretched out, like a snow fox hissing.

The Xiantian Ling also screamed along with her roar.

In the dark sky, there was a crash like a spark splashing into the dry grass, the night was instantly lit, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the snowy flat like day.

Lu Jia's tight body finally loosened, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a relieved smile.

Under the snow cliff, the disciples who witnessed the sword fire through the wind and snow, saw it staggering forward, almost extinguished many times, but still reached the sword star at the same pace, lighting up the dark night At that moment, with the ups and downs of the sword fire, the heart was uncontrollably excited. Many male disciples had already flicked their scabbards and sounded their swords, shouting the name of the little junior sister, even Le Rou, who had been hostile to her, was watching After this scene, he clenched his fist and loosened it. Although he was still unconvinced in his heart, he followed and clapped her hands.

The suddenly bright light gradually faded and gradually stabilized into a shining star.

Ning Changjiu raised his head, looked at the star, and suddenly remembered another thing he had said.

"What a sea of ​​dead stars..." Ning Changjiu smiled lightly.

After the sword star was lit, there was feedback soon, and a light fell. The difference was that this light was holy and pure, and it shone on the snow plateau several meters in front of Ning Xiaoling. It was almost a perfect circle. .

In the center of the circle, a pair of old vicissitudes of armor emerged. The helmet was made of several arc-shaped iron pieces, with a beast pattern on the front of the forehead. The iron armor came down from the top, the neck guard, the arm guard, and the chest. The plastron armor and the belt armor skirt are all available, except that it is dark and empty, without any soldiers, but the iron armor is still like a veteran who has fought on the battlefield for many years, majestic and silent, with the iron in his hand. The sword is extremely broad, like a token that has been kept for a thousand years.

As long as the star-burner walks into that light field, he will start a battle with the sword armor. After defeating the sword armor, he can obtain the inheritance of sword intent left by his master.

Ning Xiaoling didn't immediately walk into the light field. She loosened her arm, the tip of her sword dropped, and plunged into the thick snow.

Then she propped herself up with a sword, turned around swayingly, and looked at Ning Changjiu.

"Brother..." she said softly.

Lu Jiajia also looked at Ning Changjiu.

The disciples under the snow cliff also gradually calmed down. They looked at the sights of the master and the younger sister, and invariably set their gazes on Ning Changjiu's body, wondering inconceivably whether this outer disciple really wanted to light the sword star?

Ning Changjiu nodded to the younger sister, then picked up the wooden box and walked over.