The fallen knights supported each other and retreated to a place not far away. They began to bandage their wounds and rest. The fear in their eyes when they looked at the black horse carriage gradually disappeared, replaced by vigilance and hatred.
They had come from the mountain road like a thunderbolt, but they were forced to retreat before they could even touch the black horse carriage. They also paid the heavy price of the death of one of their companions and the serious injuries of several others. For them who were in the Seethrough State, this was an unbearable shame.
The autumn rain continued. The Red Lotus Temple was covered with frost leaves and the horse carriage was wet.
Ning Que had already sat back in the carriage and covered the skylight. He looked at Long Qing through the window and suddenly asked, "Hey, how did you come back to life?"
Long Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. He said indifferently, "That's a long story."
Ning Que looked at the autumn rain and said, "If the story is too long, I may not be able to finish it."
Only when the well talisman still existed could one tell the story and listen to the story. Once the well talisman disappeared, the person who told the story and listened to the story would return to their original identity — the sworn enemy. The well talisman in the autumn rain was no longer so horrible at this moment. Instead, it brought a temporary peace or balance to the meeting place.
"I wore a mask, but you could recognize me at a glance and were so interested in my story. In those years, there was a legend in the cultivation world that you and I were destined to be enemies for life. It seems that it makes sense …"
Prince Long Qing said expressionlessly, "In this case, I naturally can't allow you, Mr. Thirteen of the Academy, to shine in the cultivation world alone. So I came back."
Ning Que said sarcastically, "Don't think that just because you have entered the Knowing destiny State, you can put on a show and make me bow down to you. You know, there are not many people in the Knowing destiny State in our place. They are like cabbages all over the mountains and plains."
Long Qing said calmly, "I am not an ordinary Knowing destiny State. I believe you should have felt it."
Ning Que did feel a very strange and even a little horrible aura from Long Qing, which was much stronger than ordinary Knowing destiny State cultivators. But he just smiled and said, "Not ordinary cabbages, after all, they are still cabbages."
Then the smile on his face gradually disappeared. Looking at the silver mask on Long Qing's face, he frowned and asked, "What happened to you?"
Long Qing began to tell the story of what had happened to him over the years.
This was a very long story, but it was outlined very clearly by him in the simplest language. Just by listening to a few key words, one could feel the strangeness, cruelty, and even tragedy of this story.
His voice was calm and emotionless, as if he was telling someone else's story.
In fact, he did not want to tell others about this, but Ning Que had a special meaning to him, so he wanted Ning Que to know what he had lost and what he had regained before he died.
This was a spiritual need.
The fallen knights roughly knew what had happened to the Priest, but they did not know these details. Listening to the voice coming from the autumn rain, they listened silently and attentively, occasionally moved.
"It's a good story, but it's a bit cliché."
Ning Que's comment was cold and even harsh.
Long Qing didn't care.
"I don't believe in the theory of fated enemies. Of course, I also don't believe that after you've been through so much and come back to the world, you will take revenge for all the humiliation you've suffered."
Ning Que said, "Because the two biggest humiliation you've suffered were from me. If I let you take revenge for all these things, how can I live?"
Long Qing said, "Since it's death, why should a dead person care about how to live?"
Ning Que said, "I won't die."
Long Qing said, "I'm the person chosen by Haotian. I'm the one chosen by Heaven. I won't die, so you must die."
Ning Que looked at his calm expression and suddenly felt a little cold. He remembered what Second Brother had once asked Liu Yiqing. He smiled and said, "How can you prove it?"
"There's no way to prove Haotian's will, and there's no need to prove it to mortals."
Long Qing's answer was very boring.
Ning Que looked at him with a mocking expression.
Long Qing said, "I've taken the Heavenly Power Pill. Is this proof?"
"Is the Heavenly Power Pill rare?" Ning Que asked.
Long Qing nodded very seriously.
Ning Que looked at him and laughed, saying, "I've taken it a few years ago."
His smile was very mean.
His voice was very cold.
"I can also tell you that Chen Pipi has a lot of Heavenly Power Pills in his hands. If we want, we can eat them like fried beans. What does this prove? That we are the illegitimate children of Haotian? "
Long Qing could not help changing his expression, even though he knew that there must be something wrong with this sentence.
Presently, his state of mind was calm like water and cold like ice. It was even to the extent that he was on the verge of the emotionless and senseless Grand Supreme Realm. However, after being repeatedly ridiculed and slapped in the face by Ning Que, the irritation in his heart gradually grew stronger.
Ning Que continued, "You led a group of fallen knights, and your hands are stained with blood. You were chased by the West-Hill Divine Palace. Don't you think it's ridiculous to say that you are a person of Heaven's Mandate? It's just a mental torture. "
After a moment of silence, Long Qing said, "Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm not a person of Heaven's Mandate, but the son of Yama. That's why I have suffered so much in this life. But I can always see hope in the darkest time, and may eventually sink to the bottom of the endless abyss."
Hearing this, Ning Que was slightly shocked, but the smile on his face became more and more sarcastic, "Your Highness, you've really been away from this world for too long. You actually don't know the most widespread rumor now."
Long Qing frowned slightly and asked, "What rumor?"
Ning Que pointed at himself and said, "Everyone thinks that I'm the son of Yama."
"It's said that Yama has tens of thousands of children. Of course, only one is projected into our world, which represents disaster and destruction. It's not a dazzling image."
Ning Que looked at him and said, "But you even want to compete with me for such a title? Your Highness, you are too competitive and too arrogant. Moreover, your arrogance is fake because you still care about how the world looks at you. Back then, you lost to me repeatedly and suffered humiliation and the cold eyes of the world. Therefore, the reason you reappeared in the world this time is not only to kill me, but also to regain the respect of the world. "
"If you don't get respect, you don't even hesitate to let the world fear you because these strong emotions are the spiritual pillars that support you to live until now. In order to achieve this goal, you need a shocking background. Unfortunately, even if you can kill me, you can't surpass me in this aspect because my teacher is the Headmaster of the Academy. Even if you are accepted as a disciple by the abbey dean of the Zhishou Abbey, you are still inferior to me because your teacher will never be able to defeat my teacher."
"In order to restore your confidence and seriously damaged glory, in order to regain the respect of the world, you hungrily make yourself stronger and stronger. You constantly hypnotize yourself, trying to make yourself believe that you're really a person of Heaven's Mandate. Unfortunately, Haotian Taoism's intolerance has shaken your confidence in this aspect. So you turned to the dark night, wishing that Yama could sleep with your mother."
Ning Que looked at him and shook his head, saying, "You're already crazy."
Long Qing said, "How can a dying man be qualified to judge me?"
Ning Que said, "I may not be qualified, but what about the Headmaster of the Academy?"
Long Qing was silent.
Ning Que said, "When you and I climbed the mountain together and participated in the examination for the Second floor of the Academy, what words did you see on the wooden door?"
Long Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course, he remembered the four words written on the stone, but he didn't want to remember them.
Ning Que said, "A gentleman doesn't fight. This is the Headmaster of the Academy's reminder or warning to you. If you always want to fight with others, how can you not lose? If you always want to fight with Heaven, how can Heaven tolerate you?"
Long Qing looked into his eyes and asked, "If Heaven can't tolerate you, will you … fight or not?"
Ning Que said, "I will fight when it's time to fight."
Long Qing said, "Then why can't I fight?"
Ning Que said matter-of-factly, "How can you be compared with me? Don't always think about fighting with me. You can't possibly win against me. The more you fight, the worse you will lose."
Long Qing smiled calmly and indifferently.
Just when he was about to continue to say something, Ning Que suddenly opened the skylight and stood up. He glanced at the rain falling from the sky and felt the gradually fading talisman intent in the rain. He said, "Don't talk so much nonsense."
Long Qing frowned slightly and wondered who was talking nonsense.
In the carriage, Sangsang put the modified small iron cylinder on the remaining five iron arrows in the box. She silently thought that her young master was indeed the most talkative person in the world.
Long Qing raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the autumn rain. He said, "Your Jing Fu is still there."
Ning Que held the iron bow with his left hand and said, "Idiot, since it's my Jing Fu, how can it work on me?"
Long Qing smiled and said, "Then why haven't you moved?"
Ning Que said, "Because I need to rest, or I really can't pull the bow."
Long Qing asked, "Have you rested well?"
Ning Que said, "I feel refreshed, full of energy and full of energy."
Long Qing said, "You don't need to talk when you rest. With the Jing Fu, you don't need to talk to stall for time. Why did you talk so much before, and it seemed to be from your heart?"
"Of course, those words are from my heart."
Ning Que reached out to take the iron arrow from Sangsang. He looked at Long Qing and said, "I am going to kill you, and I sincerely hope that your last time in this world is also very unpleasant."
Long Qing's face was slightly cold.
Ning Que pulled the bow and arrow. Without any nonsense, he shot an arrow at him.
Long Qing knew his shameless and cold-blooded fighting style very well. He seemed to be talking calmly, but in fact, he had been silently preparing for the next battle.
The seemingly unexpected arrow had long been expected by him.
He was fully prepared, and even calmer than when he took Ning Que's iron arrow before he was injured. He flicked his sleeves, and the Qi of Heaven and Earth in front of the ruined temple was in chaos, and the peach blossom reappeared.
The black peach blossom seemed to receive the arrow effortlessly.
Long Qing's figure blended into the autumn rain, and like a ghost, he swept past the arrow.
Then, it was a terrifying counterattack from a powerhouse in the Knowing destiny State.
However, at this moment.
The iron arrow that pierced the black peach blossom exploded.
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(When I wrote the last few sentences, I suddenly thought of a chapter in The Vermilion Bird. It was many years ago. I like this kind of feeling very much. It is scattered and free. If you also like it, please continue to vote for me. I will continue to write, and I plan to finish this part of the plot. I really don't know when I will finish it. While I am not dizzy, I should speed up and try to finish the next chapter before four o 'clock.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for me and vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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