Even if those devout Haotian believers were kowtowing around the Divine Hall and the Peach Mountain, there was always a direction. However, there was no treasure map in this story. There was no map in the bloody cloth. There was only the imperial court, which threw the heavy responsibility onto Ning Que's shoulders and the completely irresponsible Second Brother.
Thus, Ning Que's trip to the Wilderness became a tangled and frustrated journey in the end. In his view, if this journey was cultivation, then those guys who were warming themselves around the fire in the warm room of the Imperial Palace in Chang 'an were all old men. It was so infuriating that he didn't know what to say.
He didn't know what to say or how to walk. In the first few days after entering the north of Tianqi Mountain, Ning Que and Mo Shanshan walked in silence and boredom. He perfectly played his hunting skills, but still couldn't overcome the difficulties brought by a night of strong north wind and heavy snowflakes.
When they reached a mountain valley where the cold wind was especially strong, Ning Que pretended not to see the frowning black eyebrows of the young Talisman Master and forced her to give another warm talisman. When he was about to move forward, he suddenly stopped and looked up.
Mo Shanshan looked at his expression and thought that he probably saw some Snow Mountain sheep and couldn't help but want to shoot it for dinner. She couldn't help but gently shook her head. She just felt the warmth coming from her abdomen and didn't say anything.
Ning Que didn't take out his bow to hunt. Instead, he slowly frowned and sat down in the snow. He closed his eyes and released the Psyche Power from his sense of perception out of his body. He began to sit quietly and feel the aura of heaven and earth around him.
The cold wind blew the snow over, and soon a thin layer of snow had accumulated on his clothes. Mo Shanshan looked at him and was a little worried and confused. She wanted to reach out and brush the snow off for him, but in the end, she did not move.
Just at that moment, Ning Que felt a familiar aura coming from the depths of Tianqi Mountain. With his current state, it was impossible for him to perceive things from such a long distance. However, that aura suddenly appeared in his sense of perception, which meant that it wasn't him who perceived that aura, but the aura in the depths of Tianqi Mountain ignored the thousands of miles of snow and took the initiative to find him.
This analysis shocked him and made him speechless. He thought to himself, what kind of Grand Cultivator's state was that he could let me perceive his existence from such a long distance? Could it be the legendary Limitless State? Could it be that there really was a Sage-like existence in this vast mountain that surpassed the Five States?
In order to make sure that his perception was not wrong, he sat down without hesitation and began to close his eyes to meditate. With the concentration of his spiritual force and the release of the Psyche Power in his sense of perception, the breath coming from afar became clearer and clearer, like snowflakes in the wind crossing thousands of mountains, gently falling on his body, covering his clothes, and slowly and unstoppably seeping into his cheeks, mouth, and nose.
An unimaginably terrifying aura of a powerhouse came from afar and instantly occupied one's sense of perception. In the face of such a situation, even a person like the Tao Addict would have the first thought in his mind to avoid it.
Ning Que did not flee. Instead, he sat down and sensed quietly. Just as he had said before, this terrifying and powerful aura felt very familiar to him, even close to him. However, the problem was that no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall meeting a Grand Cultivator with such an aura in the past two years.
The aura was strong but not overbearing. Although it was not overbearing, it was extraordinarily proud. It was like a cedar that lived stubbornly on the top of the Snow-capped Peak, covered with thousands of years of snow, but refused to bend its waist, overlooking all living beings under the peak, and disdainfully looking at the sky.
Ning Que closed his eyes and quietly felt the smell in the aura. Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and a lot of pictures suddenly appeared in his sense of perception. They were the beautiful and calm meadow in front of the Academy, the countless books in the old library that disdained to be understood by the world, the proud white goose feeding fish in the back mountain, the ancient crown on the head of Second Brother, the flower that Eleventh Brother stared at in a daze, and the forest at the foot of the mountain of the Academy that pointed straight to the sky like a sword.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked into the distant mountains, feeling the calmness and persistence contained in the aura. He did not know why his heart ached and he almost shed tears, because … the familiar aura had the master's pride and persistence, but there was no information. It found him only because it also felt that he had a very familiar smell. It did not want to continue to stay in this mountain, it wanted to return to the place it was most familiar with.
It wanted to go home, to go back to the Academy.
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When Ning Que woke up, the wind and snow had stopped, and there was a very thick layer of snow on his body.
He silently looked over there for a long time, understanding some things, and also determined some things. He suddenly asked, "Did you feel that aura?"
Thick snowflakes rustled down along his clothes.
Mo Shanshan had been silently guarding by his side, not knowing what had happened to him. Hearing his question, she slowly frowned and shook her head, saying, "I didn't feel anything."
Ning Que stood up, patted off the snow on his clothes, and carried the heavy luggage, saying, "Let's go."
Mo Shanshan asked, "Where to?"
Ning Que pointed to the distant mountains where the strong and proud aura came from, and said, "Go there."
Mo Shanshan said, "We don't have a map."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "The people in Chang 'an asked me to come here, because they know that I don't need a map."
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The snow road was difficult, but it was as difficult as climbing up to the sky. Ning Que, who was determined, took the Calligraphy Addict, who had always been determined, and walked in that direction. It didn't take them too long to reach a steep cliff.
It took them half a day to climb over the steep cliff. The two stood on the snow cliff, and a gust of wind blew against their faces. It was warm and cool, not like the cold winter wind, but like spring.
The snow cliff was very long, and the two walked along it. After a while, they found the source of the spring wind. At the end of the snow cliff was a large and deep valley. It was not because of the geothermal heat or the hot spring, but because of a green broad-leaved forest, the valley was not big, and it was full of green broad-leaved trees. It was a sharp contrast with the cold white and black world on the snow cliff.
Mo Shanshan was stunned by the greenery in front of her eyes. After a long silence, she subconsciously looked back at Ning Que because this was the direction he had pointed. She could not understand how Ning Que could know what kind of valley was in the depths of the Tianqi Mountains. At the very beginning, he had been so troubled because he did not have a map.
Ning Que's expression was not much calmer than hers. He stared blankly at the green valley and the faint spring in the depths of the valley. He felt that the familiar aura was becoming more and more condensed and real. He could not help but feel nervous.
Because of that aura, he had been a little quiet these days. At this time, he finally confirmed that he was not wrong. After a sudden sharp tension, he became absolutely relaxed.
Standing on the snow cliff, he suddenly shouted to the green valley, "Zhang Wuji, where are you?"
Standing on the snow cliff, he suddenly shouted to the green valley, "Zhang Wuji, where are you?"
Mo Shanshan looked at him expressionlessly. She was probably wondering what was up with this guy again.
Ning Que calmed himself down and said softly to her, "I think we have found the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine."
Mo Shanshan's expression turned cold as she frowned and said, "It's that simple?"
Ning Que looked at the valley below the snow cliff in silence. He shook his head and said, "There are many seemingly difficult things in this world, but as long as you can understand the connections between them, they will become very simple."
Mo Shanshan simply shook her head and said, "I don't understand what you mean."
Ning Que looked at her and asked, "Do you know who found the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine and cut it into ruins with a single sword?"
Mo Shanshan continued to shake her head. "Teacher didn't tell me. It seems like he doesn't want to talk about it."
Ning Que said, "I don't know who he is either. I can roughly guess who he is, but I can be sure that he is related to me. Because of this relationship, it will be very easy for me to find the Front Gate of Devil's Doctrine."
Hearing his words, Mo Shanshan's eyes gradually lit up. She could roughly guess who the senior he was talking about was. However, since he didn't say it out loud, she didn't continue.
"Prince Long Qing should also be in the mountain." She reminded him.
Ning Que shook his head and said, "If the Divine Hall knew the location of the Front Gate of Devil's Doctrine, why didn't they come before the Desolate Men went south? According to my estimation, there shouldn't be anything good left in this valley. The Divine Hall sent Prince Long Qing and the others to the Wilderness for the same reason as the Academy. They just wanted us to cultivate."
Mo Shanshan blinked her eyelashes slightly and said quietly, "Sometimes, cultivation is a matter between two people."
Ning Que didn't misunderstand her words. He understood what she meant. After a moment of silence, he said, "If Long Qing had to defeat me to complete his Taoist Heart, do you think I would give him such a chance?"
Mo Shanshan shook her head and said, "In cultivation, there are many times when you are forced to do so."
Ning Que said very seriously, "We are all righteous people. Why do we have to fight and kill each other when we meet? Besides, Tianqi Mountain is so big. How can we meet each other so easily? "
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the snow cliff. That person's voice contained very complicated emotions. Some were surprised, some were surprised, some were perplexed, and some were determined. Finally, it all merged into calmness.
"I also didn't expect to meet you so soon."
Ning Que and Mo Shanshan looked back and saw a person sitting on the snow cliff hundreds of feet away.
Because of the different temperatures on both sides of the snow cliff, the right half of that person's body was covered with thick snow, while the left half of his body was black without any snow. It looked like he was sitting on the boundary between two worlds. One side was snowy, the other was spring, and the other was dark and the other was bright. It looked very strange.
Along with the voice, the thick layer of snow covering that person's body slowly disintegrated and slid down. That perfect face, because of the wind and frost, appeared somewhat haggard and haggard. His usually clean and spotless black Taoist robe was also full of dirt. Especially the black hair that draped over his shoulders, it made him look even more miserable.
But his expression was still calm and awe-inspiring, like the son of God.
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The world was so big that when you grew up, you would hold great power and be famous all over the world. But when you wanted to find the little girl next door who gave you lollipops, you still couldn't find any news about her.
But the world was also very small. Maybe when you ate a bowl of dirty stew and went to the toilet at the corner of the street, you would suddenly meet the shameless scum who fought with you for lollipops from the little girl next door.
The Buddhism Sect said that love leaves and hatred will meet. It was referring to the suffering of the human world. But all living things are suffering. So when we live in the human world, we often have to leave the people we love and then keep meeting the people we hate.
After the mountain climbing test on the Second floor of the Academy, in the eyes of the bigwigs at the top of the secular world and in the eyes of the people in the cultivation world, Ning Que and Prince Long Qing were destined to be lifelong enemies.
And they really hated each other.
So no matter how big the world was or how big the vast Tianqi Mountain was, they were bound to meet.
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Prince Long Qing looked at the man and woman on the other side of the snow cliff and suddenly laughed.
He could hear his voice from thousands of feet away, so he could naturally see the man's face. How could he forget the man's tired and disgusting face? How could he forget the freckles on his face? How could he forget the feminine dimples on his face? How could he forget the time when he walked out of the thick fog on the back peak of the Academy and handed him a flattened cake like an idiot?
But he didn't expect that Ning Que and the Calligraphy Addict could actually find this valley. Because logically speaking, only the Divine Hall had a map. And if it wasn't for the abnormal weather and the elimination of the big tactical array outside the valley, even the people in the Divine Hall wouldn't be able to find this place.
"When I came here a few days ago, this valley was still covered with ice and snow."
There was no emotion in Prince Long Qing's voice. He said, "I'm sitting here, watching the ice and snow melt, watching the green leaves grow again, watching the difference between each day. It's like I'm watching a miracle, and I'm touched."
He looked at Ning Que on the other side of the snow cliff and continued calmly, "You're late, or early, because there's still some time before the gate opens."
Ning Que's warm and sincere voice sounded in the distance. "Your Highness, do you know when the gate opens?"
Prince Long Qing was a little annoyed by the enthusiasm in his voice. He said in a low voice, "I don't know. But since you and I are both early, maybe we have time to do something else."
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Ning Que didn't have Prince Long Qing's ability to talk regardless of the distance. He opened his palm and put it to his mouth. He shouted, "Play chess, play the zither, or talk nonsense? I'm very good at these things now. If you want to talk about fighting, then forget it. I can't beat you. It's not a big deal for you to bully me. "
Mo Shanshan stood beside him. Hearing this, she lowered her head and said nothing.
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His words were so shameless and frank that even the girl who secretly admired him couldn't bear it, let alone Prince Long Qing.
Prince Long Qing looked at Ning Que in the distance and took a deep breath.
The night of climbing the mountain was the biggest setback he had ever suffered in his life. A few days ago, he was defeated by Tang Xiaotang, which made his frustration even more intense. Today, he finally saw Ning Que. The fire in his chest that had been buried in the ashes gradually burned, burning his body and Taoist Heart. It was about to ignite his black Taoist robe.
Then let this fire burn, burn the heavens in one fell swoop, burn down the fence!
Prince Long Qing looked down at the fence made of branches and sawdust in front of him. He reached out and randomly pulled out a piece from the middle. Then he slowly put it on the snow and smiled.
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He took out a piece of firewood from the fence. Ning Que didn't know what it meant, but Mo Shanshan did. She raised her head and looked at Prince Long Qing on the other side of the snow cliff expressionlessly. She stretched out her hands from her thick cotton sleeves and casually pinched a few pieces of cold snow and talismans in the wind.
With this action, the Qi of Heaven and Earth between the snow cliff violently stirred. The heavy cotton robe on the girl Talisman Master magically became soft for some reason. It swayed gently with the mountain wind mixed with cold and heat, like a beautiful dress that didn't have any force.
There seemed to be no change on the snow cliff. But only the powerhouses like Prince Long Qing and Mo Shanshan could see that the fluffy snowflakes had become fluffier than before. Even the cliff stones under the snow had become soft. Silently, the power of Talisman Taoism had been spread among them.
Prince Long Qing frowned slightly and quietly looked at the other side of the snow cliff. Then he found that the Calligraphy Addict was more powerful than the legend. He didn't know if she had seen the threshold, but she was already close to Knowing Destiny State.
He looked at the other side and asked in a low voice, "Ning Que, do you only know how to hide behind a woman?"
Hearing this, Ning Que quickly stood behind Mo Shanshan and slightly squatted down to make sure that the girl's body could completely cover him. Then he poked his head out and shouted with a smile, "Don't try to provoke me. I'm such a person. You can't beat me. Think of something else."
These words were said without the slightest hint of shame.
Prince Long Qing couldn't imagine how a disciple of the Headmaster of Academy could be so shameless. So he became more gloomy and angry because he increasingly felt that he was qualified to be a disciple of the Headmaster of Academy.
He was slightly angry and shouted in a low voice, "Do you think you can hide behind a woman for a lifetime?"
Ning Que put his head on Mo Shanshan's shoulder and looked at the other side of the snow cliff. He said naturally, "If I can't beat you, of course I have to hide. If I can beat you, I won't hide. I just hope that you won't learn from me then. Besides, although the possibility is not high, if I can't beat you in this lifetime … "
He said very seriously, "I'll hide behind her for a lifetime. What can you do to me?"
The anger on Prince Long Qing's face gradually disappeared and he became expressionless again.
Ning Que was not ashamed at all. He stared at his movements vigilantly and thought about what he should do later.
Mo Shanshan's expression was a little complicated at this time. Her thin and long eyelashes gently blinked and her thin and red lips were tightly pressed together. The color of her lips was even more vivid than the color of the white snow and green valley.
Hide behind me for a lifetime?
For a lifetime?
She slowly lowered her head. Her hands that were holding the Fu paper trembled slightly. It was not because of nervousness, but because of something else.
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