The West-Hill Divine Skill was the most sacred and supreme Taoist magic of Haotian Taoism. It was even called the origin of Taoist magic.
Different from the Divine Skill used by the deacons of the Judicial Department who patrolled the world, this Divine Skill was not a specific Cultivation Method, but a Divine Weapon given by Haotian to the cultivators.
The disciples of Haotian Taoism who could practice the Divine Skills on Peach Mountain did not necessarily have the highest aptitude for comprehension, but they must have the purest Taoist Heart and the strongest faith in Haotian.
Ye Hongyu, the Tao Addict, was able to cultivate the Divine Skills because she had done these two things. Prince Long Qing's faith in Haotian was firm enough, but he could not keep his Taoist Heart clear because of the royal affairs of the Yan Kingdom. So even he could not cultivate the real Divine Skills.
For some reason, Cheng Lixue could not cultivate Divine Arts either.
Therefore, he could not understand why Ning Que could do it.
Until he remembered the little girl who had been standing quietly under the big tree.
He recognized the little girl because she was the reason and purpose why the Great Divine Priest of Revelation led the West-Hill Diplomatic Corps to Chang 'an. So he thought he had guessed the truth.
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There was a courtyard deep in the wetland of the Academy.
Ning Que and Chen Pipi stood on the bank of the wetland outside the courtyard.
Perhaps it was because Tang Xiaotang was asked to practice by Senior Sister Yu Lian, Chen Pipi was silent. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the water plants in the wetland. After some time, he suddenly raised his head and said to Ning Que, "That Divine Light came from the blade."
Ning Que knew what he wanted to express. After a moment of silence, he said, "Special Taoism?"
Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "The West-Hill Divine Skill is not like this."
Ning Que frowned slightly and said, "I used a Divine Talisman to inject Haotian's Divine Flame into the blade. That's why the Divine Flame came out of the blade when I waved it. What do you think of this explanation?"
"Nothing much."
Chen Pipi reminded him seriously, "In the beginning, your blade was wrapped with the Qi of Heaven and Earth."
"It's my first time. I don't have any experience."
Ning Que said sincerely, "There will be no such loopholes in the future."
Chen Pipi mocked, "Do you really think you can deceive the world for a lifetime?"
Ning Que asked, "Even if they sense something wrong, who can find evidence for this?"
Chen Pipi thought about it and shook his head. "Not really."
Ning Que relaxed and said, "That's good."
Right at this moment, a shrill and miserable howl suddenly resounded in the courtyard, and then the howl came to an abrupt end. Silence ensued, and the two of them looked at each other before turning around and walking into the courtyard.
In a secluded room in the courtyard.
The old woman in the blue gown looked at Liu Yiqing, who was rolling on the bed in pain. She shook her head and put away the needles and other medical items in her hand, saying, "I can't do it anymore."
Second Brother nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."
The door was pushed open, and Ning Que and Chen Pipi walked in.
Liu Yiqing gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his eyes. His left hand tightly gripped the wooden bar beside the bed and shouted, "What the hell do you want to do?"
White bandages were wrapped around his injured eyes.
Ning Que looked at him and said, "You should be very clear."
Hearing Ning Que's voice, Liu Yiqing's face, which was not covered by the white bandages, revealed a vicious expression. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You blinded my eyes today, and I will definitely pay you back in the future."
Ning Que had always been a person who refused to be at a disadvantage, whether it was in a sword fight or a verbal battle. Hearing this person threatening him, he said, "If you really want to take revenge, why wait until the future? You can kill me now, because you know that I really want to kill you."
Liu Yiqing did not expect that he would use words to express his killing intent. After a slight stiffening, he said in a cold voice, "My Eldest Brother is the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai. How dare you kill me?"
Cultivators paid attention to their state of mind and willpower. Once they started to reveal their background, except for people like Ning Que who did not care about manners, most people would feel desperate or even collapse.
However, Liu Yiqing did have some hope and confidence.
The Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, was indeed too famous. Although the Academy would not be afraid of him, it seemed unnecessary to provoke the world's strongest powerhouse.
At this time, Second Brother, who had been standing quietly, suddenly said, "Since you are Liu Bai's younger brother, the Academy will not treat you harshly. Please rest assured."
Liu Yiqing knew that the owner of this voice must have a high status in the Academy. He might even be the rumored Mr. First or Mr. Second at the back of the mountain of the Academy. He sincerely said, "Thank you for your care."
"You're welcome."
He was not being polite, but because Second Brother was an upright gentleman and did not want to lie. Moreover, he did not think that what he had done was worthy of being thanked.
He said, "Because I plan to let you stay in the Academy to recuperate."
Liu Yiqing was stunned and asked with the last hope, "Then when are you willing to let me go?"
Second Brother thought for a moment and said honestly, "I will let you go when Liu Bai releases Chao Xiaoshu. If Chao Xiaoshu is dead, then you will never have to leave."
Liu Yiqing heard the seriousness in Second Brother's words. The pain in his eyes and the fear of being imprisoned in the Academy made him even more panicked. He said anxiously, "Chao Xiaoshu is really not in the Sword Garret. He is not dead. Eldest Brother is in seclusion, so I could only take his sword and hurt him. Then he ran away." Ning Que finally knew that Chao Xiaoshu had met the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai.
Ning Que finally knew that Chao Xiaoshu had indeed encountered the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai. Naturally, he was no match for him. No wonder his sword was taken away. But how serious was his injury?
Second Brother suddenly asked, "How can you prove it?"
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The room was silent.
Liu Yiqing said, "Isn't it proof that Chao Xiaoshu is not in the Sword Garret?"
Second Brother said, "How can you prove that Chao Xiaoshu is not in the Sword Garret? How can you prove that he is still alive?"
Liu Yiqing thought that no one knew where Chao Xiaoshu was. How could he prove it? The more he thought, the more anxious he became. He said, "How can the Academy be so unreasonable?"
Second Brother said calmly, "A debt must be paid. A life must be paid for a life. A prisoner must be kept alive. You can only leave when Liu Bai can prove that Chao Xiaoshu is not with him and is still alive."
The old woman in the blue coat said lightly, "I will write a letter to Liu Bai and ask."
Second Brother was slightly stunned and said, "Thank you."
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Walking out of the courtyard and to the wetland, Ning Que could not suppress his curiosity. He wanted to ask Second Brother about the relationship between the old professor who liked to clean the Academy and Liu Bai. Unexpectedly, Second Brother did not give him a chance to speak. He patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Not bad."
Second Brother had always been a serious and courteous person. He paid particular attention to filial piety and fraternity. He treated his teacher as warm as spring, Eldest Brother as warm as summer, Younger Brothers and Sisters as cold as autumn, and his enemies as cold as winter. He rarely smiled or praised people like Ning Que and the others.
Therefore, looking at the smile on Senior Brother's face, hearing the two words "not bad", and feeling the strength from his shoulder, Ning Que's legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground. He felt extremely comfortable.
Chen Pipi pursed his lips enviously.
Second Brother turned around to look at Chen Pipi. The smile on his face had long disappeared. He said seriously, "Although you entered the Academy earlier than Youngest Brother and have a higher cultivation state, you are not as good as him in some aspects. As the saying goes, there is an order to understand the Tao. When you get the Tao, you have to forget your identity as Senior Brother and learn from him."
Chen Pipi thought, "When did you forget your identity as Senior Brother to learn from me? And what do I, a genius, need to learn from Ning Que? "
Although he thought so in his heart, he showed a respectful expression and repeatedly agreed.
Ning Que asked a little unconfidently, "Senior Brother, what's good about me?"
Second Brother looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Finally, you told that person that one day, I will beat Liu Bai into a pile of dog shit. Such foresight and courage are very good."
After a moment.
Chen Pipi looked at Second Brother's back and said faintly, "I thought you wanted me to learn something. It turns out that you just like to flatter me."
Ning Que patted his shoulder and comforted him, "It's all knowledge, all knowledge."
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In Chang 'an.
The Southern Gate Temple in front of the imperial city was as quiet as usual.
However, compared to the past, the quietness of the Southern Gate Temple was more tense and somber today. There was no one walking in the beautiful Taoist temple complex, but in the streets outside the Taoist temple, there were many experts from the Tang military and the Imperial Center Administration hiding.
Recently, the defense of the Southern Gate Temple was even tighter than that of the imperial palace. It was not the imperial court's fault for being nervous. It was because the bigwig who lived in the Southern Gate Temple was too respected. If anything happened to the bigwig in the Tang Empire, the whole world would probably fall into the flames of war.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation of the West-Hill Divine Palace lived here.
In the Taoist Temple deep in the Southern Gate Temple, an old man in a gorgeous divine robe sat in the depths of the dark wooden floor. His closed eyes were surrounded by wrinkles like dry land.
Cheng Lixue, the Priest of the Revelation Department, knelt respectfully in front of the old man.
"When Junior Brother Long Qing was destroyed by him, the Divine Hall thought that it was because of the terrifying divine item provided by the Academy. Even when monk Guan Hai and Dao Shi were defeated by him, no one thought that he was very strong."
Cheng Lixue organized the words in his heart. After a short pause, he continued respectfully, "Today, I watched his battle with Liu Yiqing and confirmed that he should have entered the upper Seethrough state. Compared to when we met in the Wilderness, his cultivation state is improving at a terrifying speed. "
The person who could make Cheng Lixue so respectful was naturally the Great Divine Priest of Revelation.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation slowly opened his eyes. The deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gradually stretched out as he opened his eyes. It was like a dry land that was moistened by the spring rain for a night.
"The Headmaster returned to the Academy and can personally guide him. If his cultivation state still improves at the speed of an ordinary person, then it will be truly terrifying."
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at his disciple in front of him and asked, "But why is he able to cultivate the Divine Skill?"
Cheng Lixue said, "I am wondering if it has something to do with Junior Sister Sangsang."
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at him quietly and said, "How can you prove it?"
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(Actually, I am in a very bad state today because of some things. But when I wrote this chapter, I was very happy. When Second Brother said how to prove it, there is still one more chapter. I will continue.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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