All Chapters of Beyond the Divine States: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

The flower arrangement in front of the window gave off an ethereal scent.Ning Xiaoling curled up and slept, her long fox fur gently sweeping against Lu Daiwai's face, Lu Daiwai's slightly flexed arm half wrapped around the sheepish fox, the night was cozy.Lu Married Married had an odd dream.She dreamed that she had taken an elixir of immortality, and then her body lost its weight and floated lightly with the wind, slowly upward, the moon coming from far away, no longer a distant shadow.Lu married married the moon by literally touching it in a dream.She couldn't tell what it was like.Instead of the phantasmagorical beauty of mythological buildings, she saw a desolate, graveyard-like existence, with a sense of suffocating silence as she looked out over rough surfaces, long, sloping rocky ground, and well-defined impact craters.The feeling is also fleeting.In a twinkling of an eye, Lu Shuangdao was in a sea of moonlight. She subco

Dusk came, the sun invisible in the overcast sky, muddy light filtering down from behind the rain and clouds, raindrops wrapped in light, smashing against the eaves and splashing into a misty fog.Ning long sat under the eaves of the window, in front of him placed a copper furnace, the light in the furnace flickered, as if breathing.Ning long recalled what he had learned from the scripture scrolls in his dream, extracting the leanings from them like a cocoon, running them through the circumference of his orifices week after week, sending out booming thunder in his body, and in his sea of consciousness, it seemed as if there was a tidal wave rising and falling, and the undulating water surface seemed like an extremely tense net, suppressing the behemoth that hid beneath the surface.After running into the fourth cycle, Ning long began to hallucinate, feeling that he was in the copper furnace used to warm his hands in front of him, having every inch of his skin sear

No more light leaked down from the huge canopy above, the sky and clouds drifted away, the thin sound of rain in his ears replaced the tantalizing sound of the stream, and Ning's consciousness floated for a while in a desolate landscape before he opened his eyes and woke up.Sight gathers out of focus.Pillow people do not know when has been in the window, is to the fine rain meditation, uncombed long hair slightly messy draped, robe has not been changed, white sheer dress reflecting the window cast the faint light, will be reflected all the disorientation."Waking up so early?" Ning spoke gently for a long time.Szell said, "I woke up not long after you fell asleep."Ning long frowned slightly as he touched his side well, there was clearly still some residual warmth.He couldn't help but remember last night's dream.It's strange. Why did I dream about Szell? Is it just the fear of the day, or is it because she's sleeping next to you?

In the courtyard of the Bu Ke Guan, the bright, high sun began to fly down to the west, the blazing white light gradually turned red, and soon the last wisp of rosy red fine light was swallowed up by the clouds in the sky, and all the music was quiet, and the bright moon didn't rise from the east, but instead hung directly high above the head, hanging down on the center line of the Taoist temple.It was as if this moon and the Taoist temple were relative light and shadow.The moon is smooth as a mirror, without the slightest pitting, and carries an ethereal beauty.Then the moon faded, and the sun came out of the east, shining like a wave lapping at the sea of clouds, mountain peaks, and Taoist temples.The sun rises, the moon sets, and the weeks go by.Then the flowers on the large trees in the view began to fade, and the dry heat of the air, after climbing to its peak, gradually turned yellow, withered, and piled up on the ground.It is half a y

On the mountain road, the rain was drizzling, and the eaves of the houses pressed heavily behind them; they looked like mountains from which the dark clouds of rain were spreading.The sound of the deer sounded every now and then, echoing infinitely in Bichon Peak, and when he raised his head, the sky seemed incredibly distant because it was empty and misty.Ning long walked through the cold and silent streets with Siming, and the occasional white deer stepped through, but they also avoided the road. They are spirit beasts, and they can all feel the woman's murderous aura, which has been maintained for several days.Three days ago, Ning Longjiu slowly woke up in a dream holding the hands of Lu Married Married and Zhao Xiang'er, and after waking up, he realized that he was really holding a pair of hands, a pair of slender and bony but warm and cool and soft hands-exactly the hands of Siming.Ning was immediately awake, and he felt the fond touch of his fingert