That vast, irresistible, and perhaps even glorious, tremendous power descended from the heavens and entered the human body. Without any experience or preparation, the relatively small and fragile human body would have been directly shattered into countless shards of light by that power, or turned into an idiot in bewilderment.
But this situation was not strange to the Great Divine Priest of Light. Many years ago, he had taken that step and understood the revelation of Haotian. He understood that as long as he opened his heart and body in all aspects, he could get the most precious gift that Haotian gave to human beings, so that he could use this power that should not appear in the human world.
The Great Divine Priest of Light's crystal deep eyes calmly watched everything between the cliffs, as if he could see every line of Jing Fu cutting the space. The Divine Light around his index finger had become a mass of solid white light. The beautiful and holy milky white light exuded an unimaginably horrible aura.
Countless rays of pure white light spread out from his fingers. Some hung down like umbrellas, protecting his body, but even more pierced out like sunlight, piercing into the space that had been cut into countless pieces.
After the light pierced into the space fragments, the fragments suddenly became bright. The horrible aura contained in the light supported the lines on the edge, so that the space would not continue to be broken.
Master Yan Se used the powerful talisman meaning beyond the Five States to cut the space into pieces.
The Great Divine Priest of Light forcibly maintained the existence of the space with the power of Tianqi.
Tens of thousands of pieces of bright broken space were like tens of thousands of tiny mirrors. The images of the cliffs, the air, the snow, the flowers and the trees appeared in the mirrors. Although they were all broken pictures that had no connection after being cut, they still existed.
On the edge of tens of thousands of bright mirrors, the lines of cutting were slightly trembling. If these lines collapsed, the power of light would break through the shackles of cutting and return to the real and complete world. If these lines continued to cut into the fine parts, then the space would continue to be broken. No matter what kind of aura of light it was filled with, it could only gradually dim in the end.
The talisman meaning borrowed from the aura of heaven and earth or the power of light borrowed from Haotian, which was more powerful?
Talisman Taoism was the truth that human beings understood from heaven and earth and mastered the deepest law of the world. Light was the reward or punishment that Haotian gave to the world. Who would win?
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Everything on the cliff, including the cliff itself, had been cut apart. Supported by Haotian's indifferent aura of light, it did not turn into green smoke. Only a tree was not shattered and sealed in the bright mirror.
It was a tall white poplar tree, and a little girl was squatting under it.
The little girl held an old urn in her left hand and a new one in her right.
She trembled slightly in the light and talisman between the cliffs, like a grass shivering in the cold wind.
A piece of snow that escaped from nowhere landed on her shoulder.
She picked up the piece of snow and felt it slowly melt between her fingers. Looking at the scene, her willowy eyes grew brighter and brighter, but her pupils grew darker. Her black pupils seemed to be able to see the essence of light.
The battle between a Divine Talisman Master beyond the Five States and a Great Light in the Tianqi State had no specific form or picture in the real world. However, both the old man and Master Yan Se used their consciousness to seal the white poplar and the little girl under it out of the space, so she was a real bystander.
Therefore, this battle that could not be understood by the secular world was portrayed into a picture that could be understood by human beings after falling into Sangsang's black eyes. Those pictures were extremely beautiful and also extremely frightening.
The majestic aura, the sacred light, the fearless heaven and earth, and the talisman meaning, they cut and hurt each other, snuggled and struggled. The space compressed the light, and the light broke through the space, and finally compressed and condensed into the stars in the dark night sky, into the silent flowing fire in the wilderness, and into the spring reflected on the dewdrops.
Then all the pictures disappeared in Sangsang's eyes. They were invisible and formless, and even did not exist. There was absolute darkness and silence, darker than the darkest night, darker than the darkest clouds, just like the pupils of Yama.
If it were any other ordinary girl, she would have fainted from the shock, but Sangsang didn't. She didn't know what had happened. She couldn't understand what had happened on the cliff, but she still tried her best to open her eyes wide. She watched and waited quietly. She wanted to see everything that she could see and remember everything that she could remember, because she knew that Ning Que would want to know what had happened today in the future.
In the absolute darkness, a tiny light spot suddenly appeared, and then the light spot suddenly erupted into countless beams of light particles, breaking through the whole space in an instant, like the birth of a new world.
It was also like countless beautiful fireworks blooming in the night sky.
Looking at those beautiful fireworks, Sangsang rubbed her eyes confusedly. When she opened her eyes again, she found that everything that had happened had disappeared, and the cliffs came back to her.
The rainbow inhibition that covered the nameless mountain disappeared without a trace.
Snowflakes fell again.
On the edge of the cliff stood two old men looking up at the sky.
At this time, they finally became real old men, and they coughed when the cold wind passed through the cliffs blew.
Master Yan Se raised his arm and wiped his nose with his sleeve. He looked at the sky and murmured, "So that's what happened."
The right sleeve of the Great Divine Priest of Light's cotton-padded jacket had become nothing. He put his right arm into the left sleeve, squatted down like an old farmer, and slightly squinted his eyes to look at somewhere in the sky.
Master Yan Se pointed to somewhere in the north, and said to the old man beside him, "I saw an unprecedented big talisman. The big talisman only had two simple strokes, starting from the north of the Wilderness, one in the west, and the other in the east."
Then he looked back at Chang 'an City, which he had silently guarded for many years, and sighed with emotion, "We met here."
At that moment, he surpassed the Five States of Cultivation and even went further. He clearly saw the world on the other side, the real future. Therefore, he knew that the unprecedented talisman was real. It was something that humans could really write. Therefore, he was extremely happy and moved.
The Great Divine Priest of Light squatted on the edge of the cliff and looked to the north along with his hand. He saw something different. He, who had really entered the Tianqi State, understood a lot of things that he could not understand before.
The old man looked back at Sangsang under the poplar tree, and his old face showed a hesitant and struggling expression. Finally, he was relieved and understood. He smiled and said, "It turns out that this is my Lucky Chance."
Master Yan Se looked down at him and laughed. He said, "You still can't see it at this time? No matter what kind of Lucky Chance it is, it is not our business, but their business. "
The old man stood up, sighed and said with a smile, "Yes, it will be their world in the future."
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Many days ago, an old man was taken in by a little handmaiden in the Old Brush Pen Shop. At that time, the old man asked the little handmaiden a question.
"Do you believe in Lucky Chance?"
"I believe in Lucky Chance."
"I believe that everyone is destined to meet some people and do some things. These things arranged by Haotian are Lucky Chances."
"Many years ago, I saw the shadow of Nightfall fall in this city. Once I saw it, I met it."
"Since I met it, I could no longer be separated. But I didn't see it clearly. What I met was not specific. I only knew that it existed, but I didn't know where it was."
"Then I saw a man in Chang 'an who was born with knowledge. I felt that it was wrong, because there should not be a man in the world who was born with knowledge. So my Lucky Chance with him began."
Many days later, standing on the edge of the cliff on the outskirts of Chang 'an, the old man realized that his Lucky Chance was not with that man, but with the little handmaiden named Sangsang.
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A gust of winter wind blew, and the two old men standing side by side on the edge of the cliff instantly turned into ashes like snow.
For hundreds of years, the most outstanding Great Divine Priest of Light in the West-Hill Divine Palace left this world peacefully. He was so talented and omnipotent that he could be called the most powerful man in the Peach Mountain. But he was imprisoned for 14 years because of the so-called Lucky Chance.
He escaped from the Peach Mountain and came to Chang 'an, but he couldn't find the shadow of Nightfall. It seemed that this trip was just to meet Sangsang and accept her as his successor.
At the moment before his death, he received a revelation from Haotian. Finally, for the first time, he clearly saw what the shadow of Nightfall looked like. He saw that his successor would inherit him and shine in the world. So he left with peace of mind.
For hundreds of years, the most outstanding Divine Talisman Master of Haotian Taoism also left this world peacefully. He laughed and scolded and played in the world without any false reputation. But he was the first powerful man who surpassed the Five States by virtue of Talisman Taoism.
Master Yan Se lived a carefree and casual life. He was just looking for a successor. When he met the Chicken Soup Calligraphy, he finally got his long-cherished wish. It seemed that he lingered in the brothel all his life just to accept that guy as his successor.
At the moment before his death, he saw through the reincarnation of light and darkness and saw the big talisman. He knew that his successor Ning Que would definitely write a big talisman that he had never written in his life. He knew that the guy would definitely be able to accomplish what countless Talisman Masters wanted to accomplish. So he left with peace of mind and even happiness.
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The wind blew and the snow stopped. It was quiet on the cliff.
The lonely white poplar looked at the sky. The lonely Sangsang wiped her eyes and struggled to walk to the edge of the cliff with two heavy urns in her arms. Then she knelt in front of the two piles of ashes.
The wind on the cliff kept blowing, and the two piles of ashes were blown everywhere. Many of them had already been blown into the air, onto the snowy ground, and even further away.
Sangsang knelt on the ground and held out her hands to put the ashes into the urns.
"My teacher lives in the new urn. He likes cleanliness."
"Young master's teacher lives in the old urn. He is not afraid of oil."
She reminded herself softly. She put the ashes of the two old people into the urns one by one.
The annoying mountain wind disturbed her from time to time. The ashes were blown everywhere, even on her cotton skirt and small face.
Sangsang raised the back of her hand to wipe her face. Then she lowered her head and continued to put ashes into the urns.
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