Ning Que looked at Ye Hongyu and said, "You understood this, so you left Chang 'an."
Ye Hongyu said, "Yes."
Ning Que said, "But you haven't thanked me yet."
Ye Hongyu said, "This is my sword. You should thank me."
Ning Que said, "We don't need to thank each other."
Ye Hongyu said, "We don't owe each other anything."
After saying this, she turned around and left. The thin snow gradually flew and her indigo dress gradually fluttered.
Looking at the back of the Taoist girl gradually disappearing in the wind and snow, Ning Que was silent.
He and the Tao Addict were life and death enemies in the Wilderness. They were comrades who fought side by side in the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine. Now, they had spent half a year together in the house by the Yanming Lake. Although they did not have much friendship, they were familiar with each other's existence. He thought that if she could survive this trip, they would probably fight again with swords drawn. Either he or she would die. Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh.
Finally, he said to Sangsang, "I admire this woman very much."
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Because of the battle between Ning Que and Xia Hou at the winter lake, many powerhouses came to Chang 'an. Although the Abbey Dean of the Zhishou Abbey and the Chief Preaching Monk of the Xuankong Temple did not appear, the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace, the Great Divine Priest, and some Bhadantas of the Buddhism Sect did not come, the scene was shocking enough.
The World Wayfarers of Taoism and Buddhism Sects and the Minister of Offerings of Qinghe County all appeared by the Yanming Lake. Although the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom only sent an inconspicuous messenger, everyone knew that he represented Liu Bai. The most unexpected thing was that the Devil's Doctrine Suzerain, the Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation, reappeared in the world.
With so many powerhouses gathered in Chang 'an, they were most concerned about the ending of Xia Hou, the Taoist Sect's Guest Elder, and the legend that Ning Que was the Son of Yama. However, if one thought about it carefully, they could taste more meaning. It seemed to be a cautious test of the Academy by the cultivation world.
Faced with this test, the Academy did not do much. Mr. Second sat on the snow bridge for a night, Mr. First chatted with Ye Su for a night, and then chatted with Qi Nian for a long time.
In the end, Ning Que defeated Xia Hou in a way that shocked the entire cultivation world. Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation disappeared mysteriously again. Qi Nian, the World Wayfarer of Xuankong Temple, meditated in the Wanyan Tower for ten days after hearing a long speech from the Eldest Brother of the Academy, and then left Chang 'an.
These things once again proved a truth that the Academy could not be shaken.
The people of General Xiahou's Mansion left Chang 'an, and so did Ye Hongyu. A few days later, even Ye Su was ready to leave, so the Eldest Brother of the Academy came to see him off.
Ye Su looked at the renovated little Taoist temple and thought that his sweat might have fallen on the black roof tiles and thick beams. He felt somewhat happy. After a while, his smile faded and he said, "I still don't understand."
Eldest Brother knew what he was confused about. He smiled and said, "Tang's fist, Liu Bai's sword, Yan Se's Fu paper, the Back Mountain's knives and arrows, and Sangsang, the successor of the Great Divine Priest of Light. How could Xiahou not be defeated? Besides, he is a member of the Academy. How could he not win?"
Ye Su was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he laughed loudly and said, "How could a member of the Academy not win? What an unreasonable and unreasonable statement."
His laughter echoed on the snowy street. This proud successor of the Zhishou Abbey had entered the human realm to cultivate in Chang 'an. He had a Lucky Chance in the broken eaves of the street and the ruins of the little Taoist temple. His extremely high state had been improved again. When he heard the words about the Academy, he finally understood the cause of everything and floated away.
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After confirming that Chang 'an had really returned to peace and that no one tried to test the Academy, Ning Que would not continue to stay in the house by the lake. He took Sangsang to the House of Red Sleeves.
Mistress Jian sighed and said, "You are becoming more and more like him."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "Youngest Uncle and I are not like each other."
Mistress Jian said, "You have not met your Youngest Uncle."
"But I know I don't look like him. Because Youngest Uncle is a free and easy person, and I can never live a free and easy life." Ning Que laughed and said, "Of course, I can learn from him in the future."
Then, the two left the House of Red Sleeves and sat in a black horse carriage out of the Vermilion Bird Gate. They went along the straight official road covered with snow and came to the mountain in the south of the city. Then, they drove directly into the Academy.
Ning Que did not know the truth and details of what had happened in Chang 'an during the battle between him and Xiahou. It seemed that the Senior Brothers of the Academy did not help him, but he was very clear that they must have done a lot of things in silence under such a difficult situation.
In the hut, he took Sangsang and bowed deeply to Eldest Brother and Second Brother to express their gratitude. Then, he thanked Fourth Brother, Sixth Brother and Seventh Sister, the Talisman Arrow, the iron knife and the array by the lake.
The Senior Brothers and Sisters accepted Ning Que's salute calmly, reservedly, or perhaps proudly. Second Brother, who was usually the most indifferent, looked extremely gentle at this time. It seemed that Ning Que, as a Senior Brother, felt deeply honored that his Youngest Brother could defeat and kill Xiahou.
Third Sister, Yu Lian, was not at the back of the mountain. As usual, she was writing Hairpin-style Small Regular Script by the east window of the old library. She looked calm and focused. Suddenly, she looked up at the falling snowflakes outside the window and smiled. She raised her hand to her lips and gently breathed out the hot air, feeling much warmer.
Tang Xiaotang was her disciple. She had no homework today, so she was grinding the ink in the old library. At this time, the little girl's hands were already sore, but her little face was still full of sweet smile.
Third Sister was a little confused and asked, "What makes you so happy?"
"My brother has always wanted to kill the traitor Xia Hou. I heard that he was seriously injured in the Wilderness to kill him. He must be very happy to know this news."
Tang Xiaotang raised her arm and wiped away the tears of happiness. She looked at her teacher and nodded hard. She smiled and said, "If the Headmaster is still alive, he must be very happy."
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One day, the snow in Chang 'an suddenly became heavy and fell on the city. It was a violent mess. Ning Que happened to go to the tombs on that day, so he had to go out of the city against the wind and snow.
Ning Que and Sangsang first went to the grave in the deep grass near the Academy and talked to Yan Se about some boring things. Then he poured a jar of new wine in front of the grave and took out an undergarment that still had its fragrance from his bosom. He covered it with the wind and snow and burned it.
Sangsang said uneasily, "Will Dewdrop be angry?"
Ning Que said, "How will she know if you don't tell her?"
After finishing these things, he and Sangsang took a carriage to another cemetery. They followed the address that the bodyguard office helped them to find. After many turns in the forest of tombstones, they finally found Darkie's grave.
Ning Que gently brushed away the snow on the tombstone and looked at the name. He said with a sense of guilt, "When we were young, we agreed that if someone died first, the one who killed Xia Hou would bring his head to the grave of the one who died first. I'm sorry that I didn't do it."
"Xia Hou's body was sealed in the coffin after being fished out of the lake by the military. I was also embarrassed to break the coffin and behead him. But I heard that he looked very miserable, like a piece of meat stewed in a pot."
After saying these disgusting words, Ning Que laughed happily. Then he took the two parts of the dark and heavy broken spear from Sangsang's hands and deeply put them into the frozen soil of the tomb, like two long sticks of incense.
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