Thousands of streams converged into a river, crossing thousands of miles of valleys, hills, plains and mudflats, and finally gushed out to the sea. It was so pleasant, just like Ning Que's mood at the moment.
He used to be a naughty boy in Chang 'an City, but he suddenly encountered an accident. He was used to the ugliest things in the world and experienced the most dangerous things in the world. In his young age, he had to wander around with Sangsang, and finally became a woodcutter boy in a border town.
When he knew there was Tao in the world, he didn't know where it was. He went to the market in Kaiping to find a Record of the Response of the Tao, but he couldn't find anything after reading it for several years. When he met a sage by chance, he realized that all his acupoints were blocked, and the so-called cultivation was just an infatuation and delusion. Fortunately, in the end, he was enlightened and entered the Academy. All his complaints were gone.
Today, he finally passed the important juncture of cultivation and entered the Seethrough State. He only felt extremely comfortable both physically and mentally. Standing by the lake with his hands on his waist, he leaned back and looked up at the clouds floating in the blue sky. He only wanted to shout or giggle a few times to express all the pleasure in his chest and abdomen.
Mo Shanshan looked at him by the lake and found that his figure was so harmonious with the lake and mountains. Feeling the aura coming from the wind, she understood what he had done and showed a sincere smile.
Ning Que looked at the clouds in the sky, the clouds on the lake, and the real or imaginary Snow-capped Peaks in the clouds. He was moved to understand the subtle feelings brought by the Seethrough State. At this time, he didn't have a clear understanding of the real meaning of entering the Seethrough State, but at least he clearly felt that his understanding of Talisman Taoism had deepened a lot.
On a clear day, in a winter lake, in a verdant valley, all the traces between heaven and earth turned out to be the lines of talisman.
Because of this new understanding, he had a strong desire to set up a desk by the lake, grind the ink and write down all the traces between heaven and earth in his sense of perception.
But he didn't do so, because there were more important things waiting for him to deal with.
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On the south bank of the Daming Lake, there was a gentle slope near the cliff of the verdant valley. With the dissipation of the tactical formation and the return of spring, the gentle slope had long been occupied by green weeds and turned into a meadow. However, the outermost part of the meadow facing the cliff was invaded by the chill outside the valley, so it looked a little withered.
Ning Que and Mo Shanshan stood in the frost grass and looked up at the snow cliff in the distance. Today the sky was blue and clean, and the view was excellent. However, there were countless tiny particles in the air that were invisible to the naked eye. It was impossible to see the snow cliff from a distance of more than ten miles, and even the snow cliff could not be seen.
Although Ning Que could not see the snow cliff, it did not mean that he could not see it at all. Ning Que had just entered the Seethrough Realm, and it was the moment when his spirit and aura were at their peak. His senses, which were usually very sensitive, were even more acute. In his sense of perception, he could clearly see a bright ball of light. The ball of light was golden and unusually bright, and its edge scattered like a beautiful flower.
He was shocked by the scene that appeared in his sea of consciousness, and subconsciously asked, "The Seethrough Realm … is this powerful? How can it perceive the scene from such a long distance? "
Mo Shanshan looked at the direction of the snow cliff more than ten miles away and said thoughtfully, "It's not that the Seethrough Realm can perceive the aura of Heaven and Earth from such a long distance, but because Prince Long Qing has reached the critical moment of breaking the realm. He wants to break the Knowing Destiny State, so the movement is not small. At this time, he is about to take that step, and the Taoist meaning and Psyche Power that he has obtained for decades of cultivation are all discharged out of his body, which interferes with the Qi of Heaven and Earth too much. That's why we can see it."
After a moment of silence, Ning Que smiled and said, "One step is not enough. In the end, I won."
Mo Shanshan looked at him and asked, "What should we do next?"
Ning Que said matter-of-factly, "Of course to tell Long Qing that I have already broken the realm. Since he has lost the bet, he will destroy his Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi later. Then why should he work so hard to break the realm? If he admits defeat now, it may be less painful. If he really enters the Knowing Destiny State and destroys himself, I think it is too cruel. "
Mo Shanshan looked at him with mixed feelings, thinking that Long Qing was only one step away from the Knowing Destiny State that cultivators dreamed of, and he would soon become a Grand Cultivator. At this moment, would he really fulfill the bet and abandon his cultivation and identity in the Divine Hall? Ning Que, you don't seem to be as innocent as you usually are.
"Now the problem is how to tell him that he has lost." Ning Que said.
Mo Shanshan shook her head gently and said, "When you break the realm, your Taoist Heart is clear. You and I can feel him. His perception is also extremely sharp. The moment you broke the realm, he should have already known."
Ning Que looked at the invisible snow cliff and asked after a moment of silence, "Then what is he waiting for?"
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Prince Long Qing was waiting for the flowers to bloom.
The green on the firewood beside him had already bloomed. There was a pink peach blossom on top of a dozen green and tender leaves. The peach blossom was blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye. One by two, the delicate petals slowly stretched out. The delicate petals slightly trembled in the wind, and a few drops of dew could be faintly seen on them.
The peach blossom had already bloomed four petals, and the fifth one was slowly and firmly unfolding in the air.
If the last petal also fully unfolded, it would be in full bloom and full bloom.
That was the Knowing Destiny State.
The fluctuation of aura from the depths of the verdant valley was clearly transmitted to the snow cliff and reflected in his Sense of Perception, which was the most sensitive in his life. He knew that Ning Que had broken the realm, but so what?
Prince Long Qing closed his eyes and sat calmly and joyfully on the snow cliff, sitting outside the fence, sitting in front of the green leaves and pink peach, waiting for the moment when he broke the realm.
Perhaps it would be the next moment.
In the eyes of the Grand Cultivators in the Knowing destiny State, the former peers in the cultivation world would become nonentities. Any obstacles that could affect their Taoist Heart would no longer exist. Because once they reached the Knowing destiny State, there would be a difference between the world and the outside world. Once they reached the Knowing destiny State, they would no longer be a person of the world and naturally would not care about the rules and principles of the world.
The Tao Addict, Ye Hongyu, sat on the other side of the snow cliff. She did not look at Long Qing because she knew that he would enter the Knowing destiny State today. Instead, she felt a little bored and could not help but frown impatiently.
It was strange that as one of the best in the younger generation of the West-Hill Divine Palace, she and Prince Long Qing were in charge of the Judicial Department. Although they did not fight openly, they had secretly competed with each other. Over the years, she had been suppressing Long Qing. Now that Long Qing was about to enter the Knowing destiny State, she did not know why she did not care and did not feel that it was a threat.
She also did not stare at the verdant valley because she had already sensed the change of the Breath of Heaven and Earth. She knew that the Academy disciple named Ning Que had entered the Seethrough State. Although it was a little unexpected, she did not care. She thought that if she wanted to maintain the dignity of the Divine Hall, she could kill Ning Que and the Calligraphy Addict later. Then who in the world would know about this bet?
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Looking into the distance, Ning Que raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is he going to break his promise?"
Mo Shanshan said softly, "It's impossible for him to admit defeat at this time."
"A loss is a loss. He has to admit it even if he doesn't want to."
Ning Que said, "I told you that day that if I enter the Seethrough State first, he has to keep his promise."
Mo Shanshan turned to look at him with confusion in her eyes. She did not understand how Ning Que could force him to fulfill the promise of breaking the realm when they were more than ten miles apart and he was about to enter the Knowing destiny State.
"There is only one rule in the gambling house. If you lose, you have to admit it."
Ning Que put his luggage on the ground and took out a heavy paulownia wooden box. He said, "If anyone dares to break his promise or is caught cheating, the most useful part of his body will be cut off."
There were strangely shaped metal objects in the paulownia wooden box. These metal objects had a dark surface and were woven by countless extremely thin metal wires. They seemed to contain extremely tough power.
Mo Shanshan frowned. She knew that Ning Que attached great importance to his heavy luggage on the way to the Wilderness. It was only today that she found out that the luggage contained these strange things, but she did not know what they were used for.
Ning Que took out the metal objects in the box and slowly rubbed his fingers on the slightly rough surface. Then he sped up his movements. With the sound of the metal components being buckled, a dark metal bow was quickly formed.
Then he began to string it and took out a dark alloy arrow from the dark quiver. The shaft of the arrow was densely covered with scale-like fine lines. It was unknown how many times it had been forged to produce such an effect. If one looked carefully, one could also find some deeper lines among the scale-like fine lines. Those were talisman lines.
Mo Shanshan stared at the dark iron bow and arrow in his hands. She was shocked and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth.
The unique Primordial Thirteen Arrows made by the unique Academy in the world.
It appeared in front of the world for the first time in the vast Tianqi Mountain.
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On the day when they made the promise to break the realm, Ning Que had asked Mo Shanshan what would happen if she was suddenly attacked by the outside world at the most critical moment of breaking the realm. At that time, Mo Shanshan had answered that the person breaking the realm would suffer a severe backfire and might even have no hope of breaking the realm in this life. So he had decided to fulfill the promise on behalf of Prince Long Qing.
Standing on the white frosted meadow, Ning Que looked at the distant cliff dozens of miles away and the golden flower that was about to bloom in his sense of perception. There was no expression on his face. It was as calm as a lake in winter.
The aura that Prince Long Qing emitted after breaking through the Knowing Destiny State was too bright. It was as bright as a bonfire at night. There was no need to aim at it. It appeared clearly in front of him.
If you are well, it is a sunny day.
Today was a sunny day, suitable for archery.
Ning Que took a deep breath and raised the iron bow to aim at the distant snow cliff. He slowly pulled back his right arm. The hard iron bow was slightly deformed and the bowstring was deeply inserted between his fingers.
"It is so good that the world is flat."
After saying this, he loosened his fingers.
The tight bowstring rubbed against his fingertips and rebounded at a high speed, driving the Talisman Arrow to shoot out!
The sharp arrowhead instantly protruded forward from the archer's grip. When it traveled a certain distance, the diamond embedded in the archer's grip slightly rubbed against the metal arrow shaft. The diamond tip, which had an extremely complicated profile, casually drew a line on the arrow shaft like a brush tip dipped in ink on a piece of paper.
It was the blank Talisman on the arrow shaft. It was the last stroke of the Talisman.
The tail of the arrow finally left the bowstring. It was unknown whether it was because of the high speed or the activation of the Talisman on the arrow, but when the tail of the arrow left the bowstring, it brought a milky white turbulence.
Then the Primordial Thirteen Arrows disappeared in the milky white turbulence. (Note)
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Prince Long Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the snow cliff, felt the fluctuation of the aura of Heaven and Earth from afar. He even clearly sensed Ning Que's hostility and killing intent. However, he did not care and even opened his eyes contemptuously.
In his sense of perception, half of the darkness had been defeated. It was as if the stars were about to occupy the entire sky. On the firewood behind him, the peach blossom had already bloomed, and the last petal was about to burst out with a final tremble.
The higher one's cultivation, the harder it was to break the realm, and the more dangerous it was. However, he did not believe that Ning Que had any means to interfere with him since they were so far apart.
If it was not the sword of Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword, who could hurt someone from more than ten miles away, then it could only be the legendary sage who had entered the Limitless State. But did such a person really exist in the world?
Moreover, he had the Tao Addict, Ye Hongyu, to protect him.
This was Prince Long Qing's real thought when he was about to enter the Knowing Destiny State for the first time in his life.
Then he immediately knew that he was wrong.
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Ning Que, who had just broken the realm, was at the most perfect peak of his life. He did not adjust, did not wait, and did not even allow himself to be overflowing with joy. He shot his most powerful Primordial Thirteen Arrows.
The power of meditation accumulated over the past ten years, the tenacity left in his heart from all the hardships and struggles, all the knowledge of heaven and earth, as well as the hatred, unwillingness, resentment, indignation, and callousness, were all released in this arrow.
It had nothing to do with revenge, but it was indeed very happy.
The water of Daming Lake was rolling and shaking, and the fish were panicking.
From the meadow to the snow cliff, countless fallen leaves floated down, and the treetops fled in panic, forming a hollow.
The invisible arrow moved forward in this empty space.
This arrow.
Shocked the quiet lake.
Disturbed the dense forest.
Withered new peaches.
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Prince Long Qing opened his eyes in shock and looked at the verdant valley. His face instantly became extremely pale.
Prince Long Qing lowered his head in astonishment and looked at the chest of the black-robed man. His eyes instantly became extremely sad.
A flower bloomed on the chest that was covered by the black taoist robe.
It was not the golden flower that bloomed after he mastered the West-Hill Taoism in his wonderful dream.
It was a flower of blood.
Behind the flower was a hole.
A very empty hole.
There was nothing in the hole.
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The moment before, the dark and slender Primordial Thirteen Arrows disappeared on Ning Que's bowstring and in the milky white turbulence of Primordial Qi.
The next moment, the Primordial Thirteen Arrows came to Prince Long Qing.
This talisman arrow did not seem to need time to fly, and it could ignore the distance.
The hard talisman arrow directly pierced through Prince Long Qing's chest and abdomen, bringing out a very exaggerated flower of blood. It tore up the Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow in his body, and then continued to fly like a black lightning until it shot into the mountain far behind the snow cliff.
There was a loud bang.
The accumulated snow on the waist of the mountain began to collapse, gradually turning into a white torrent, and the sound was like thunder.
The clear sky suddenly became gloomy, and there were black clouds in the north of the Wilderness.
Prince Long Qing looked down at the transparent hole in his chest and abdomen, and his body slowly trembled.
The arrow was too fast, so fast that he could not react at all. It was so fast that after the blood splashed, the blood in the horrible wound did not have time to ooze out, and it penetrated his body and disappeared without a trace.
The peach blossom on the firewood beside him had already withered.
The bright stars in his sense of perception had already been broken, and the remaining dark night had already been torn into pieces.
Prince Long Qing moved the corner of his mouth and smiled with difficulty. But the smile was so painful, so painful that it went deep into his bones.
Thousands of streams turned into water, and then converged into a river, crossing thousands of miles of valleys, hills, plains, and mudflats. Finally, the waves surged violently, and when they were about to go out to sea, they encountered a cliff that was tens of thousands of feet high, and the waves were scattered into foam. It was so sad, just like his mood at this time.
He was originally a prince of the capital of Yan Kingdom, but he had many adventures, and was used to the most prosperous and luckiest experiences in the world. In his youth, he had to travel to various countries to make judgments, and finally, he was blessed by Haotian and became the brilliant son of god in the Peach Mountain.
Today, he was finally about to pass the important juncture of cultivation and enter the Knowing Destiny State. He only felt that his body and mind were incomparably comfortable. With his back against the green, he faced the snow peak, and the old wood beside him bore new peaches. It seemed that his life was about to be complete.
However, at this moment, an arrow flew from the sky.
An arrow destroyed everything he had.
How could he not feel pain?
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(Note: The two hundred and seven words here were directly used from the first volume of the Primordial Thirteen Arrows. No matter how I thought about it, I could not think of a better description of shooting arrows. Therefore, I used it directly. Even if I cut out the number of words, the number of words in this chapter is still sufficient. I would like to report to everyone that I have put in a lot of effort into this chapter. Please read carefully.
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