For cultivators, among the Five States of Cultivation, the two most important passes were the Initial Awareness State and the Knowing Destiny State. The Initial Awareness State was the first thing ordinary people saw when they set foot on the road of cultivation. At that time, how much a cultivator could see would basically determine how far he could go in the future. The Knowing Destiny State, on the other hand, made it possible for a cultivator to be detached from the mortal world. Therefore, the moment cultivators crossed this threshold, they could often see the future that they could not see and sense some mysterious omens.
After escaping from the Zhishou Abbey and falling off the cliff, Long Qing meditated in the poisonous fog at the bottom of the valley and broke into the Knowing Destiny State. Long Qing was now a Grand Cultivator and his cultivation state had long surpassed that of the past. However, he was not like those seniors recorded in the West-Hill scriptures, who could sense the future the moment they entered the Knowing Destiny State. It was not until now, when he stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the setting sun and listening to Zi Mo and the others' cries, that he vaguely sensed something.
The sun was about to set and the world was about to return to darkness. What he had done could be considered as deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. His current state of mind was so cold. So all these years, was he really following the will of Haotian as the abbey dean said, or was he deceiving himself and others? Had he already turned his back on the world of light and resolutely thrown himself into the long night to become the vanguard of Yama?
Long Qing looked at the setting sun gradually being swallowed by the mountains and a self-mocking smile appeared on his face. He could not confirm any of his speculations because it was a realm that he still could not reach.
Listening to Long Qing's words, Zi Mo and the others felt cold all over. However, this coldness did not last long because they had seen too many deaths and suffered too much humiliation on their way to escape. They knew that compared with the cold eyes and autumn wind of the world, the real night was safer and even warmer.
Once again, they kowtowed to Long Qing to show their loyalty.
Zi Mo knelt in front of Long Qing and said in a bleak tone, "Priest, I dare not deceive you … When we went down the Peach Mountain, our cultivation was destroyed. Now we just have more knowledge and experience than ordinary people in the world. I don't know what your purpose is this time, but I think you must want to do something big. I am worried that not only can I not help you, but I will also drag you down."
Long Qing looked at him and said calmly, "What I need is your absolute loyalty. As for your cultivation being destroyed, it is not a big deal. I heard that you are now called the Fallen Knights. Please become stronger and fall with me, all the way to the bottom of the abyss."
After saying this, he took out a medicine box from his bosom.
Zi Mo sensed the pure medicinal power coming from the item in the medicine box and could not help but tremble. His face revealed an expression of disbelief as he said in a trembling voice, "Master, this is …"
He and the other fallen knights' cultivation was destroyed by the Judicial Department of the West-Hill Divine Palace, but their Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi were not destroyed. They were only locked by the secret method of Haotian Taoism. If they wanted to restore their cultivation, they would need at least three powerhouses at the level of Great Divine Priests to force their way through, or encounter a series of miracles like Ning Que.
Along the way, the fallen knights never expected to restore their cultivation, because they knew that they could not get help from three powerhouses at the peak of Knowing Destiny, and there were not many miracles in the world.
Until they met their former direct superior, Prince Long Qing, at the edge of the cliff.
The medicine box in Prince Long Qing's hand contained the Earth Sitting Pill.
The Earth Sitting Pill was not a divine medicine of Haotian Taoism, but from the Buddhism Sect. Although this kind of elixir was not like the Heavenly Power Pill, which could heal the dead and prolong life, it had an unimaginable effect in clearing the acupoints and cleansing the heart. It was not unimaginable to reopen those locked acupoints.
The fallen knights took the elixir from Zi Mo's hand with trembling hands and took it. Then they closed their eyes and sat cross-legged.
The elixir was called the Earth Sitting Pill, which meant to become Buddha by sitting on the ground. At this moment, they were sitting on the ground. They believed that even if they recovered their cultivation, they still could not become Buddha, but they could become demons.
The cliff became darker and darker, gradually becoming pitch black.
Long Qing, who was wearing a black taoist robe, seemed to be one with the dark night.
Looking at his subordinates who were sitting on the ground, digesting the elixir and trying to break through the Snow Mountain Lock, his expression was very calm. He did not feel pity for using up the Earth Sitting Pill that he had painstakingly refined. He also did not worry about whether his subordinates would remain absolutely loyal to him after they recovered their strength.
In the past few years, he was the Priest of the Judicial Department of the West-Hill Divine Palace, the third most important person in the black Divine Hall. Because Ye Hongyu was obsessed with cultivation, he was personally in charge of the internal affairs of the Judicial Department, especially the cavalrymen of the Divine Hall who were directly under the Judicial Department. These cavalrymen were all his absolute confidants.
After Ye Hongyu became the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, she punished these cavalrymen cruelly for the absurd reason of glancing at her in the crowd. Other than establishing her authority, part of the reason was that she wanted to completely erase Long Qing's influence.
Because of the past, Long Qing's trust in these fallen knights was reasonable. Most importantly, the Earth Sitting Pill contained his painstaking efforts. When these fallen knights took the Earth Sitting Pill, they would become Long Qing's painstaking efforts. They would not be able to hide anything from Long Qing.
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As an important part of Haotian Taoism, the Celestial Master Taoism of Mount Longhu had always been the most staunch follower of the West-Hill Divine Palace. In the relatively remote Kingdom of Qi, they had many direct followers. The current Celestial Master Zhang was even more of a noble existence in the Kingdom of Qi. The Taoist temple on Mount Longhu was built with golden walls. There were many green trees planted around the stone platform, which did not change color even in autumn. When the mountain breeze blew, the treetops swayed gently. It was like a fairyland.
However, today's Mount Longhu no longer looked like a fairyland. It seemed to have become the legendary Underworld. Countless Taoist corpses lay on the stone platform. Broken limbs hung on the treetops. The smell of blood permeated the air. The main door of the Taoist temple was tightly shut. The blood that flowed out from the crack of the door was about to coagulate like glue.
In the Taoist temple, the yellow-robed Celestial Master Zhang looked at the group of black-clothed Taoists in front of him with a pale face. His trembling fingers held the last piece of Fu paper. At this moment, all the disciples of the Celestial Master Taoism had died in battle. He was the only one left alive. The problem was that he did not know why he was still alive.
Celestial Master Zhang cultivated talismans and had reached the peak of the Seethrough State. He was only one step away from the Knowing Destiny State. The Hierarch Lord of the West-Hill Divine Palace thought that he could break through the realm in 30 years and become a precious Divine Talisman Master. Therefore, he was greatly respected every time he went to the West-Hill Divine Palace.
However, he did not see any respect in the eyes of these black-clothed Taoists, not even for their enemies. These black-clothed Taoists' eyes were calm and cold. They looked at him as if they were looking at a dead man.
"You sinners … Didn't the Great Divine Priest destroy your cultivation … How did this happen?"
Celestial Master Zhang's face was pale and his voice was hoarse with fear. He recognized the faces of several of these black-clothed Taoists. He knew that they were the fallen knights who had been expelled from the West-Hill Divine Palace. However, he had heard a few days ago that these fallen knights had been chased like dogs by the army of the South Jin Kingdom and Haotian Taoism. Why did these fallen knights suddenly come to Mount Longhu? Moreover, they had recovered all their strength and were even more powerful!
These 16 black-clothed Taoists had all entered the Seethrough State. Five of them used to be commanders of the cavalrymen of the Divine Hall. The powerful aura they exuded proved that they were already at the peak of the Seethrough State. Commander Zimo, in particular, had even faintly touched that piece of paper and could break through to the Knowing Destiny State at any time!
Other than powerful countries like the Tang Empire and the South Jin Kingdom, which other country in the world could gather so many powerhouses? These black-clothed Taoists possessed such power that the disciples of Mount Longhu could not contend with them. In particular, these black-clothed Taoists had shown a chilling coldness and even bloodlust in the previous battle. That coldness and bloodlust made them even more powerful and terrifying.
Celestial Master Zhang was terrified and confused. He did not know what had happened. These sinners who had blasphemed against Haotian not only did not die, but also became so powerful.
None of the black-clothed Taoists answered his question. They just stood silently in the middle of the Taoist Temple and looked at him as if they were looking at a dead man, as if they were waiting for someone to come.
Long Qing appeared in the Taoist Temple out of nowhere. He was also wearing a black Taoist robe. The edge of the Taoist robe was embroidered with a golden belt, like a picture painted by the sun beside the dark clouds.
Celestial Master Zhang looked at Long Qing and said in disbelief, "You … Prince Long Qing … You are actually not dead!"
Long Qing said calmly, "If you had experienced my life in the past two years, you would probably know that it is also very difficult to want to die."
Celestial Master Zhang suddenly understood. He glanced at those black-clothed Taoists and roared hoarsely, "This is all your doing! You lunatic! Aren't you afraid of being abandoned by Haotian? "
Long Qing said, "Perhaps Haotian abandoned you, Celestial Master."
Celestial Master Zhang said desperately, "If that is the case, then do it."
Long Qing did not say anything, but just looked at him quietly.
Celestial Master Zhang suddenly found that Long Qing's eyes had changed. The line between the black pupil and the white of his eyes suddenly blurred, and a very faint gray was emerging.
He did not know what was going to happen next.
But he guessed that what was going to happen next must be very terrible.
He screamed and crushed the last talisman.
A wall of fire appeared out of nowhere and quickly closed with his body as the center. He was about to be burned to ashes.
Celestial Master Zhang stared at Long Qing through the wall of fire and roared angrily, "You devil! Don't even think about it! "
Long Qing's expression did not change. The next moment, his figure appeared in the wall of fire.
A black peach blossom bloomed behind him.
A cold aura was generated in the Taoist Temple.
The wall of fire suddenly went out.
Long Qing's eyes turned completely gray and extremely gloomy.
Celestial Master Zhang felt that the Psyche Power in his body was being sucked out at a high speed. There was extreme fear in his eyes. Looking at Long Qing's still beautiful face, he cursed with resentment and despair, "You will die more miserably than me."
With a bang, Celestial Master Zhang's withered body fell to the ground.
Long Qing closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, everything had returned to normal.
He walked out of the Taoist Temple.
The 16 black-clothed Taoists, led by Zi Mo, followed behind him silently. Whether it was their steps or aura, they all secretly followed Long Qing's rhythm and charm.
They gradually turned into a whole and then melted into the night.
The heavy door of the Taoist Temple slowly opened.
The autumn mountain wind gradually blew, fluttering Long Qing's clothes.
He felt that he had become a little stronger.
It was a good feeling.
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(There will be a high school reunion in the evening. I guess there will be a drink. There will only be one chapter today. However, although tomorrow is Saturday, there will be no rest. At least there will be an update. It's just that I won't write much. Although I am thick-skinned, there is a limit to how thick-skinned I can be. I wish everyone a happy day.) (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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