(There were many typos in the chapter the day before yesterday. You can probably feel my drowsiness. I have already corrected some of it, but I haven't uploaded it yet. My current discomfort is called Quni Madi.)
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Standing in front of the verdant valley and looking at the desolate snow mountain, Prince Long Qing was silent. He knew that he was faced with a choice again. The result of the choice was not important, but the spirit that he showed when making the choice. With the experience of climbing the mountain in the Academy, he did not hesitate this time and turned to walk into the verdant valley.
The moment his boots left the snow, the wind and snow on the snow cliff and the mountains behind him suddenly stopped. He looked up and saw that the thick clouds had disappeared, revealing the clear sky behind him.
The dark blue and tranquil sky was an objective and real existence. However, when it was reflected in his Dao Heart, the sky that appeared in his sea of consciousness had a completely different appearance. Half of it was clear black, and the other half was dazzling and resplendent like an array of stars.
Once again standing between light and darkness, he shook his head with a smile after a short silence. He stepped on the snow cliff near the verdant valley and continued to walk. With every step he took, a few blades of grass would grow beside his boots. The grass magically became more and more luxuriant, gradually covering the entire snow cliff.
The fence at the end of the snow cliff that had trapped him for many days had already fallen to the ground. On the top of one of the firewood, he could faintly see a star-like green. Although the green was weak, it was extremely pure. When he approached it, he could see clearly that it was a leaf about the size of half a fingernail, glowing with a faint green.
This firewood was completely lifeless, but at this moment, a new bud had sprouted. Looking at the speed at which this new bud was growing, perhaps it wouldn't be long before it grew more green leaves, and in the end, it might even bear a beautiful flower.
Prince Long Qing quietly looked at the green bud on the top of the firewood. Although there was no expression on his face, his heart was already warm and extremely moved. The so-called Knowing Destiny was to understand the origin of the world, to master the law of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and even the law of life. Only such a cultivator could be regarded as a true Taoist. At this time, he was only a step away from the Knowing Destiny State, and there was no obstacle on the Taoist Heart that could stop him.
Only when the green leaves grew and the petals sprouted, he would be able to break the realm.
However, the expression on his face gradually became serious, because the greatest taboo was to be disturbed during the moment of breaking through.
If he had crossed the threshold of Knowing Destiny in the Peach Mountain of West-Hill, the Great Divine Priest of Judgment would have personally protected him. However, at this time, he was deep in the Snow Mountain of the Wilderness. He had to overcome all the dangers and obstacles by himself.
At this moment, the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind rang out.
The Tao Addict, Ye Hongyu, appeared on the snow cliff in red. Her black Taoist bun was slightly messy and her beautiful face looked a little tired. She must have consumed a lot of energy in the chase with Tang Xiaotang.
She glanced at Prince Long Qing, and her clear and cold eyes revealed a trace of scorching and admiration. But she did not do anything. Without a word, she sat down not far from him and looked around coldly.
Prince Long Qing nodded to her to express his gratitude. Then he sat beside the firewood that had sprouts and slowly closed his eyes to wait for the moment when the flowers bloomed. He calmly and joyfully welcomed the arrival of the Knowing Destiny State.
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Deep in the verdant valley, beside the Daming Lake, Ning Que slightly bowed his head on the stone. He seemed to have fallen asleep. The willow branch in his hand trembled from time to time in the lake as his body moved up and down.
A fish swam from the depths of the lake. The movement of its tail was a little strange, mainly because its rhythm was not as light as that of its companion. It seemed to be a little tired. With the light shining into the lake, it saw the trembling willow branch. Then it swam over and carefully held it with its lips.
The fish knew that it was a willow branch, and it was a willow branch that had become white and fat after being soaked in the lake. There was no meat or worms on it, but it wanted to swim over and hold it. Because the fish always felt that it should be there, and it was born to be there. Because the willow branch was so close to its confidant, as if it was a part of its body.
Ning Que opened the big black umbrella in his dream. Then he woke up and found that he was still holding the willow branch tightly in his hand. He rubbed his eyes with his left hand and found that the willow branch, which had not been touched for a long time, moved again. He could still vaguely feel the drooping feeling between his fingers.
He picked up the willow branch and found that there was a fish hanging on it. The fish kept swinging its tail, splashing water everywhere. However, the strange thing was that no matter how much it struggled, the fish's lips were tightly biting on the willow branch, unwilling to let go.
Ning Que thought that the fish was really stupid.
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The vast North Min Mountain was the Tianqi Mountain. It covered thousands of miles and was as vast as the starry sky at night. The verdant valley was just an inconspicuous place in the Tianqi Mountains. There were more protruding Snow-capped Peaks and Cliffs.
Two extremely straight and steep cliffs had been facing each other in silence for thousands of years. In the middle was a terrifyingly deep and bottomless gorge. Two people were sitting on the two cliffs in silence, just like the cliffs themselves, facing each other in silence.
A Taoist priest sat on the east cliff. He had calm eyes and a thin body. He wore a pale white collarless robe and carried a thin wooden sword without a sheath on his back. His black hair was still combed into a bun, with an ordinary ebony fork inserted in it. It was not as unshakable as a pine tree, but more like a cloud attached to the beautiful sky.
On the west side of the cliff sat a man. His eyes were calm and his body was strong. He was wrapped in a winter coat made of animal skin and cotton. His hands were empty and he had no weapons. The slightly bulging muscles under his clothes seemed to contain infinite power. His bare legs were casually covered with boots that no one knew where he picked up. It was as if he could break the sky with just one step.
The child-looking Tang Xiaotang stood behind the man and held the blood-red giant knife tightly. She looked warily at the Taoist priest sitting on the opposite cliff. She felt a little cold.
She knew who the Taoist priest was. She also knew that the deep gorge between the two cliffs seemed insurmountable. However, whether it was her brother or the Taoist priest on the opposite cliff, they could meet at any time if they wanted to.
Because they were the World Wayfarers of Zhishou Abbey and Devil's Doctrine.
A cold wind blew in the gorge. The Taoist priest on the east cliff spoke slowly with his clothes fluttering. He was dozens of feet away, but his voice was so clear that it seemed to be ringing in everyone's ears.
"I haven't seen you for 14 years. You are still like a stone, Tang."
Tang said, "The proud Ye Su seems not so proud anymore."
Ye Su said calmly, "You have been guarding me for three days and three nights. Are you going to guard me forever?"
Tang said, "This is our place."
Ye Su shook his head and said, "But the Tomes of Arcane are our Tomes of Arcane."
Tang shook his head and said coldly, "This Tome of Arcane is our Tome of Arcane."
Ye Su said, "The Devil's Doctrine has already withered. The other branches have all disappeared. Your teacher has not appeared in the world for a long time. I'm afraid he has already disappeared. Only you and your sister are left. How can you resist the torrent of fate?"
Tang said, "There are pillars in the middle."
Ye Su looked at him quietly and suddenly said, "You don't fight because you have your reasons."
Tang looked at him coldly and said, "You have your reasons for not fighting."
After a moment of silence, Ye Su said, "I've waited for 14 years for an opportunity to ask him for guidance. If I fight with you before this, it'll be too disrespectful to myself and him."
Tang said coldly, "You can't be reasoned with. You are not qualified to fight him."
Ye Su smiled and said, "I have to give it a try. Are you interested?"
Tang shook his head and said directly, "I am no match for him. Moreover, my reasons are not because of him."
Ye Su raised his eyebrows and asked, "You have seen him?"
Tang nodded.
Ye Su said, "Since both of you have your reasons for not fighting, are you really going to continue watching on this cliff?"
Tang looked into the distance and somewhere in the vast mountains. He said, "Who do you think will break the realm first?"
Ye Su followed his gaze and said calmly, "I believe in the Prince of Haotian Taoism."
Tang said, "I believe in Ning Que because he is a disciple of the Headmaster of the Academy."
Ye Su said no more.
Tang did not say anything either.
The two of them were silent on their respective cliffs. The bet had been made.
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Ning Que did not know whether he would break the realm or not. It was no longer just a bet between him and Prince Long Qing, but a more important external factor that would indirectly affect the two powerful World Wayfarers.
His demeanor and behavior did not show any signs of anxiety or nervousness, as if he was not affected by the promise to break through the realm. He took the stupid fish from the lakeside and waved his hand to signal Shanshan to move aside. He took out all the seasonings and animal oil he could find from his luggage and prepared to cut the fish raw.
The fish in Daming Lake were delicate, fat, and scaleless, especially their bellies, which seemed to be transparent. When he put it in the frying pan, there was a sizzling sound and a strange fragrance.
Holding a branch, Ning Que stood by the fire and looked at the color of the fish skin in the pot attentively. He frowned and looked more serious than when he was cultivating the Enlightenment State. He only flipped the fish skin after a long time.
Instead of using firewood, he used the talisman fire in an extremely extravagant manner, controlling the temperature extremely precisely. While carefully frying the fish, he explained to Mo Shanshan, "When it comes to frying fish, the heat is the most important, and you can't flip it casually. This thing is just like governing a country and cultivation. Strategically, we can look down on it and tell ourselves that frying fish is nothing, but tactically, we must pay attention to it and be careful."
The Calligraphy Addict was begged by him to give up two fire talismans. Thinking of cooking with Talisman Taoism, she felt a little sad and distressed. But after listening to his explanation, she felt that it was indeed the case.
The translucent belly of the fish gradually swelled in the warm oil, and gradually revealed the shining hook inside.
Ning Que was stunned. It took him a long time to figure out that this fish was the first one that took the bait when he was fishing by the lake and then took away all the meat on the hook.
You were obviously unwilling at that time. Why did you come back without a hook now?
Looking at the yellowish and fragrant fish in the pot, he slowly raised his eyebrows and showed a smile on his face.
He handed the branch in his hand to Mo Shanshan, turned around and walked to the lakeside. Looking at the Snow-capped Peak reflected in the lake, the Psyche Power in his sense of perception moved out of his body according to his mind. However, he did not perceive the surrounding Qi of Heaven and Earth …
Because the Psyche Power had integrated with the Qi of Heaven and Earth by the Daming Lake.
He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind followed the Psyche Power that integrated with heaven and earth. He saw the bluestone by the lakeside, the fish in the lake, the gravel under the fallen leaves, and everything else.
It was not an ordinary look, not a look through the light, and not a perception of the surroundings by controlling the Qi of Heaven and Earth with the Psyche Power. It was the most subtle perception of heaven and earth.
Then Ning Que opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. He saw the white clouds floating in the blue sky, which were in various shapes. Some were like Horse Gang, some were like horses, some were like Shubi Lake, some were like trees in Min Mountain, some were like the cornice of Spring Breeze Pavilion, and some were like the old library.
He stretched out his trembling fingers and gently drew in the wind by the lakeside. He murmured, "This world is full of talismans."
Mo Shanshan held the branch in her hand and looked at the fish being fried in the pot. Her pretty little face was filled with nervousness. She didn't know when she would be able to move. As the smell of burning gradually spread, the translucent belly of the fish in the pot suddenly exploded. The fish hook flew out with a ding and fell into the lake water, disappearing instantly.
Listening to Ning Que's silly words, she looked at the messy fish in the pot and whispered shamefully, "The fish broke."
Ning Que turned around and looked at her seriously, "I broke it too."
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(After designing for a long time, I finally found my own favorite design for breaking the realm. I like this chapter. The life of a foodie is always happier than that of a bitter cultivator.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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