Beside the Yanming Lake, the mountains on the south bank and the snow forest on the east bank were all quiet. There was no sound, let alone the sound of cicadas.
On the city wall, Eldest Brother and Ye Su looked through the heavy snow and fell on the forest. Their expressions were slightly strange, as if they felt something was happening there.
However, they did not have the energy to pay attention to what was happening in the snow forest, because they saw the blood flag fluttering in front of the Yanming Lake house. Xia Hou pushed the door open and entered.
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The courtyard door was a little new, as if it had been repaired not long ago. Xia Hou pushed the door open and entered the dark courtyard. He suddenly heard the sound of cicadas, and his body could not help but stiffen.
During the day in the imperial palace, he also vaguely heard the sound of cicadas coming from the dancing snowflakes in front of the hall. He was sure that it was an auditory hallucination, but at this time, although the sound was still unreal, it seemed to be a little real.
The indifferent expression on Xia Hou's face did not change at all. He slightly raised his eyebrows and looked more violent. He steadily stepped over the threshold and walked through the corridor to the main hall.
There was a short pause in the snow, and then it flew more violently.
Thick clouds covered the sky full of stars, and the wind and snow dimmed the lights in Chang 'an. It was so dark beside the Yanming Lake that one could not see his fingers in front of him, but Xia Hou could see everything clearly.
There were a few winter plums planted under the stone steps. For some reason, the plum branches were scattered, and fresh stubble could be seen under the snow. It seemed that they had been eaten by some elegant animals.
There was a pot of green plant in the house. Even in the cold winter, the plant was still growing vigorously. Its branches and leaves were plump and green, which made the yellow soil in the pot even more boring.
The thick and straight black beam on the roof was slightly deformed. It should have been hit by some kind of impact, and there were two very small cracks on it. It did not seem to affect safety, but it was still a little scary to look at.
On the side of the unique display shelf, there was an oil lamp. The oil lamp was made of celadon, and the lamp string was white. When it was not lit, it was also a very beautiful work of art.
Ning Que had spent countless taels of silver on this house by the Yanming Lake, and Mr. Qi had spent a lot of effort on it. Moreover, it had been bought by Her Majesty and Li Yu, so it was extraordinary. Compared with those famous gardens in Qinghe County, it was not inferior. Even the inconspicuous things were worth appreciating.
Xia Hou was a general and would never be sentimental about the changing seasons. Naturally, he had no interest in this aspect. However, in the face of a great battle, his gaze on the plum bushes, black beams, bonsai, and oil lamp was so focused.
In fact, he did not look at the plum bushes, the black beams, the bonsai, or the oil lamp.
He was looking at the yellow paper peeking out from the snow on the plum trees, the yellow paper stuck between the cracks of the black beams, the yellow paper in the bonsai, the yellow paper under the celadon lamp.
In this world, there was a kind of paper that was usually yellowish. It was called Fu paper.
There were talisman papers everywhere in the house by the Yanming Lake.
This was a residence made of talismans.
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"The reason why Ye Hongyu could defeat Chen Pipi was that she knew him and knew his fear. I also know Xia Hou very well. Since the day he betrayed the Devil's Doctrine, Xia Hou has been afraid. Maybe he was afraid of the mysterious Grandmaster of the Devil's Doctrine, or maybe he was afraid that the West-Hill Divine Palace would expose his identity. Because of fear, he felt empty. He began to kill people like flies and began to be cruel and arrogant."
Ning Que took the big black umbrella from Sangsang and looked at the courtyard shrouded in the night snow.
"Only in this way can he get rid of his psychological shadow. What he said in front of the palace gates was right. I also have a psychological shadow, so I understand that his pride is a fatal weakness that he cannot get rid of. Because of his pride, he has now stepped into the battlefield that I have chosen. This is the first mistake he has made. "
"How to make use of his mistake? I don't know. I only know that I must not hesitate to use more than 300 talismans that I have painstakingly written in the past two years. "
Writing talismans was not as casual as it seemed. Except for Ning Que himself, not many people knew how many sleepless nights he had spent writing more than 300 talismans, how many times his Psyche Power was exhausted, and how many times his sense of perception had been shaken.
Sangsang knew. Because of those nights accompanied by oil lamps, she had been waiting by Ning Que's side. She saw him sweat like beans and his face was pale, but he still wrote.
In those nights, Ning Que was not plowing the fields, nor writing the articles, but only the talismans.
On the edge of the cliff in the snow, Sangsang looked up at Ning Que. Seeing that his face was as pale as those nights, she was very worried. But she smiled and said, "Yes, young master will definitely win."
Ning Que closed his eyes and held the handle of the umbrella. His eyebrows and right hand were trembling, and his face was pale. The Psyche Power in his sense of perception spread along the black umbrella into the snow-filled sky.
Psyche Power was the foundation of orthodox cultivators. However, cultivators could only use Psyche Power to control the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and then use various means. Even if a Psyche Master could directly attack the enemy with Psyche Power, it was limited to a very short distance. That was because Psyche Power had a characteristic that could not be changed.
This characteristic was that once the Psyche Power left the cultivator's sense of perception, it would rapidly disperse with the distance and return to nature.
Ning Que was standing on the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake. He was a few miles away from the courtyard on the other side of the lake. If he wanted to trigger the three hundred talismans hidden in the courtyard, he needed to send his Psyche Power to the other side. However, how could his Psyche Power cross the winter lake in the night snow?
At this moment, something amazing happened.
After his Psyche Power passed through the handle and the surface of the big black umbrella, there was an obvious change. It was not that the concentration of the Psyche Power had increased, but the speed at which it dispersed into the snow had slowed down.
Because of the Acupoint Obstruction Tune in the Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow, the aura of heaven and earth around the lake could not understand the song that he sang with his Psyche Power. But at least his voice could travel further.
Ning Que's Psyche Power quietly passed through the wind and snow and landed in the courtyard on the opposite bank.
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The yellow paper that was under the celadon lamp turned into nothingness with a slight sound.
A faint sense of dryness came out of nowhere. The white, jade-like lamp rope that had never been lit suddenly tightened. The oil was released and a weak flame was ignited.
The oil lamp was dim, but it slightly illuminated the inside and outside of the hall.
As the celadon lamp strangely ignited without fire, there were countless changes in the room.
The display shelf where the oil lamp was located was completely ignited. However, the space where the display shelf was was also ignited, turning into a blazing fireball that covered Xia Hou's mountain-like body.
The fire was faintly discernible and terrifying. Wherever it passed, everything was turned into nothingness.
Only the green plant in the pot was different. The slightly drooping, green and tender green leaves melted like fat when they were burned by the tongue of fire in the room. They turned into light green oil and dripped into the flower pot.
The yellow Fu paper that was stuck in the green leaf disappeared.
The green leaf turned into oil and fell into the soil. The flower pot suddenly cracked and the yellow soil inside exploded, filling the space in the room. The granular yellow dust was unknowingly extremely heavy. Every grain of gravel was like a stone, shooting toward Xia Hou's body.
Then, the yellow paper on the black beam disappeared into thin air. With a loud crack, the heavy beam broke from the middle without warning and smashed toward Xia Hou's head.
Xia Hou squinted his eyes. His iron-like eyebrows were not furrowed. They reflected the fire and seemed to be burning.
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He punched.
That terrifying fist was so domineering that it squeezed out all the air in front of him.
The blazing talisman fire was suddenly extinguished. It was extremely gloomy.
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He closed his eyes.
He let the yellow gravel hit his body like stones.
There was a series of crackling sounds!
Countless tiny but powerful pieces of gravel smashed into his body.
It was like countless hailstones falling from the sky and hitting the eaves of the palace.
The robe on his body was instantly riddled with holes.
But there was no expression on his face.
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He lowered his head.
The two halves of the black beam smashed into his back.
Then it broke into more pieces.
The heavy beam could kill a dozen people.
But it could not make his body tremble.
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Facing Ning Que's three talismans, Xia Hou only punched.
This was the Peak of Martial Arts. Especially since he was originally a powerhouse of the Devil's Doctrine, he could ignore any attack below the Knowing destiny State as long as he closed his eyes.
The yellow gravel that shot out like flying stones did not leave any mark on his face. The broken beam rolled and groaned under his feet. He was not hurt at all.
Only one eyelash floated away from his eyes.
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With Xia Hou's cultivation state, he did not have to face Ning Que's three talismans directly.
He could have avoided them. He could have used the simplest way to break them with a wave of his hand.
The reason why he did not do so was that he had been paying attention to the broken plum flowers under the stone steps behind him.
Ning Que thought he knew him very well.
He also thought he knew Ning Que very well.
He knew how cold and sinister Ning Que was. He believed that Ning Que would never waste three precious talismans just to test his strength. There must be a backup plan.
There was also a yellow talisman in the broken plum flowers.
Xia Hou thought it was Ning Que's killing move, so he focused on it.
As expected, the next moment, the yellow talisman in the broken plum flowers turned into a wisp of smoke. The few remaining plum flowers trembled and left the branches. They flew like butterflies to the back of Xia Hou's head.
Xia Hou did not look back. He casually pointed behind him.
When his fingertips touched the plum petal, his iron eyebrows suddenly frowned.
The petal turned into a drop of water.
The talisman in the broken plum flowers turned out to be such a shallow water talisman.
Xia Hou frowned because he found that he had made a mistake in his judgment.
But he did not care. He looked up with an indifferent expression.
The black beam had been broken. There was a big hole in the roof.
People under the eaves could see the starry sky when they looked up.
It was windy and snowy tonight. There were no stars to see.
Only countless snowflakes could be seen pouring in from the hole along with the night wind.
There was also a talisman that was gradually dissipating into coldness.
The snowflakes that fell from the hole seemed to have grown many times larger as they danced in the air.
An extremely cold talisman suddenly enveloped the entire building.
Even the air in the building froze.
Xia Hou looked up at the falling snow. His eyebrows were instantly covered with a thick layer of frost.
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(I was too excited when I wrote the two chapters the day before yesterday, which resulted in a serious increase in typos. I have changed them in the document. The mistakes in the VIP chapter will not be dealt with for technical reasons. I am going to massage and drink. Have a good weekend.) (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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