A few days ago in the Wa Mountain monastery, Ning Que and the Flower Addict had exchanged a few words through the wall. When he returned to the room to help Sangsang dress, he handed her a brocade pouch and told her to remember to tell him in her heart if anything happened.
Telling him in her heart was just thinking about it. That was why Sangsang did not forget to think about it when she had no time to do anything in the face of the sudden attack.
Ning Que knew when she thought about it.
That was why Ning Que thought about it.
With a thought, the silk pouch hidden in Sangsang's sleeve was triggered.
The light in the dark Buddhist hall suddenly changed shape, especially the space in front of Sangsang. The powerful talisman power from the brocade pouch distorted it into countless overlapping mirrors.
The jasmine flower petals that splashed out from the tea landed on those mirrors. The collision of the two auras caused a strong wind to blow in the hall. The dust that had accumulated in the cracks of the bricks was blown out, causing smoke and dust to rise.
The petals landed on the mirrors and trembled as they tried to drill into them. However, they could only penetrate two or three layers before they became powerless and twisted. They were crushed into mud and scattered.
The Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia, who was sitting in the corner, looked extremely shocked. Her beautiful face looked like it was in extreme pain. She spat out a mouthful of blood and wet her clothes.
After a while, the aura of the talisman surrounding the Buddhist hall gradually dissipated.
The countless layers of mirror protection in front of Sangsang also disappeared without a trace. The powder of the jasmine petals mixed with the tea that had been torn into the finest water droplets and gently splashed on her face. It was slightly damp.
Ning Que slowly stood up and looked at Lu Chenjia without any emotion on his face.
He had never been worried about his and Sangsang's safety on this trip to the Lanke Temple before he met the Buddhist chariot. Just as he had told Xian Zhilang, in this world, those who were stronger than him would not dare to provoke him because of his background. Those who were ignorant and dared to provoke him would not dare to provoke him.
However, this was not an absolutely rational world. There were still lunatics like Long Qing, and many people would become crazy for various reasons, such as losing their children or husbands.
Ning Que was very grateful to Long Qing for giving him a fatal blow in the autumn rain in front of the Red Lotus Temple. This allowed him to regain the cautiousness and calmness he had in Min Mountain. When he talked to Lu Chenjia in the monastery on Tile Mountain, especially when he saw her eyes, he had always been wary that this woman would go crazy like Long Qing. That was why he placed the brocade pouch beside Sangsang.
In that brocade bag, there was a talisman left by Master Yan Se.
"Although I can't accept it, I can understand. You've always wanted to kill me because of what happened to your fiancé, but this has nothing to do with Sangsang. Why would you do this?"
Ning Que asked Lu Chenjia.
Lu Chenjia raised her arm and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips. A crazed smile appeared on her pale and beautiful face. She said, "I am very sure that killing the current me can only free myself and not cause me pain. Since I want you to be in pain, why would I kill you?"
She stared at Ning Que with hatred and said in a trembling voice, "You once killed the most important person to me. Do you know how it feels? It was your entire world being destroyed in front of you. The more beautiful the past, the more painful it is for you to live now. You killed Long Qing, which is equivalent to destroying my world. You turned me into a walking corpse. I live in pain every day and struggle on the edge of collapse. "
Ning Que said, "Many people have experienced this kind of pain."
"No! You don't know! You will never know what kind of pain it is. "
Lu Chenjia cried and said pitifully, "If you have never lost someone, how would you know that the pain would tear your heart into pieces? That's why I was really happy when I knew that Sangsang was about to die."
Ning Que looked at her and said, "When you found out that Master Qishan could cure Sangsang's illness, you couldn't bear it anymore and decided to kill her yourself?"
Lu Chenjia looked at him and said in a daze, "That's right. I wanted you to watch the most important person die in front of you. I wanted you to feel that kind of pain."
Ning Que said, "It's a pity that I will never be able to feel the pain you are feeling now. But I am more curious. Long Qing is not dead yet. Where does your pain come from?"
Lu Chenjia smiled bitterly when she heard this. She said in extreme pain, "Yes, he is not dead yet. But he has become neither a human nor a ghost. He is like a dog being chased by the West-Hill Divine Palace into the Wilderness. He has even abandoned the faith that he has held onto for half his life and turned into a devil. Isn't living like this scarier than dying? Compared to now, I would rather you shoot him to death in the Wilderness that year! "
"In my opinion, living in any way is better than dying."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I don't understand now. Do you like Long Qing as a person, or do you like the Prince of the Yan Kingdom, the symbol hidden under the glorious appearance of the West-Hill Divine Prince?"
"If he is really the most important person to you, then no matter how his identity changes, how his standpoint changes, whether he is dazzling or ugly, whether he is a deity or a monster, whether he is a saint or a devil, he will still be the most important person in your heart. Unless you like that shell. But if you like that shell, it is still unreasonable for you to be in so much pain because of that shell."
His voice was very calm. He was not deliberately sarcastic or harsh, but … every word hit the heart.
Lu Chenjia's face turned even paler. She said, "I did not expect you to have the patience to talk to me for so long."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I just want to peel off your skin and make you feel more pain."
His simple and sincere words sounded so cold when they entered the ears of the people in the hall.
No one had expected the Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia, to suddenly assassinate Sangsang while they were discussing the Underworld Invasion. No one knew how to deal with this. Not to mention Sangsang's noble status in the West-Hill Divine Palace, even Ning Que would not let this go. What would he do?
Not everyone in the hall had interacted with Ning Que and knew his temperament as well as Cheng Lixue. But everyone knew the style of the people from the Academy who had entered the human realm. Thinking of Mr. Ke, some people's expressions changed.
Master Qishan sighed and looked at Lu Chenjia with pity. He said, "There are many people in the world who suffer from infatuation."
Master Boshu looked at Ning Que. His lips moved slightly as he prepared to plead for the Flower Addict.
After all, Lu Chenjia was the princess of the Yuelun Kingdom, and the Yuelun Kingdom was the most important and even the only secular kingdom of the Buddhism Sect in the world. The people of the Buddhism Sect could not just watch as something happened to her.
Ning Que did not give Master Boshu a chance to plead for her.
With a clang, he unsheathed his podao.
He stood in front of the futon and slashed through the air.
As he slashed down, the podao in his hand suddenly became bright.
Countless rays of golden light shot out from the gloomy saber body.
Like the sun rising from the clouds, it lit up the dark hall and covered the Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia.
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"Divine Light!"
Cheng Ziqing, a powerhouse from the Sword Garret, looked at the golden light that shot out from Ning Que's podao.
Back when Liu Yiqing was defeated by Ning Que at the side door of the Academy, there was news that Ning Que had learned the West-Hill Divine Skills. However, the Sword Garret did not believe it and felt that there was something fishy about it. Until today, when he saw Ning Que's podao burning with Haotian's Divine Light, Cheng Ziqing finally knew that the rumors were true.
Cheng Lixue, the Priest of the West-Hill Divine Palace, had a complicated expression on his face. He had seen Ning Que's podao burning with Divine Light at the side door of the Academy, but he did not expect the Divine Light on his podao to become even stronger.
The powerhouses in the hall looked at the blade and their expressions turned cold.
They were watching from the side, so they did not have to close their eyes.
However, the Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia, was covered by the Divine Light that shot out from the podao and had to close her eyes.
In fact, she had already closed her eyes before Ning Que waved his podao.
She did not want to live, so she was waiting for death.
However, there was no one who could just watch her die without doing anything.
Quni Madi screamed and jumped up from the futon. She came in front of Lu Chenjia and held her walking stick horizontally. An experienced and pure Buddhist aura was born from the momentum.
Ning Que's podao swept through the hall and landed heavily on the walking stick.
Haotian's Divine Light and the thick Buddhist aura on the walking stick clashed and scattered in all directions like a burning flame.
Quni Madi closed her eyes tightly. The deep wrinkles on her face were clearly illuminated by the Divine Light. It was as if there were countless golden lines on her face, and it was like molten lava that could collapse at any time.
In just an instant, the old woman's hands, which were holding onto the two ends of the walking stick, trembled violently. Her face looked especially painful. With a muffled groan, she fell and hit the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ning Que's podao momentum was exhausted. He lifted his right foot and walked to the other side.
Quni Madi sat leaning against the wall, her body covered in blood. She looked at the approaching Ning Que, her old face full of fear and pain. She screamed angrily, "What are you waiting for?!"
No one in the hall knew who this old aunt was seeking help from.
Master Boshu sighed softly and formed a Mudra with his hands in front of him.
The Mudra was very strange. The index finger of the right hand was slightly bent, like a naughty child flicking a stone.
A merciful and chilling aura of the Buddhism Sect attacked Ning Que.
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Master Boshu was the president of the Commandment Yard of the Xuankong Temple. If one were to judge him by his cultivation state, he was at least in the Knowing Destiny State. No one in the hall could rival him except for Cheng Ziqing.
Ning Que's real cultivation state was still far from this eminent monk's. He had been able to intimidate the monk on Tile Mountain because he had the Primordial Thirteen Arrows in his hands. Moreover, that arrow had been prepared for a long time and was extremely powerful.
Today in the hall, Ning Que was holding a podao instead of a bow. However, there was no fear on his face. He ignored the power of the Buddhist Mudra and rushed forward.
Quni Madi shouted angrily and tried to raise her crutch again.
Ning Que slashed down.
The crutch broke and Quni Madi vomited blood again.
The Buddhist Mudra had already reached Ning Que's back.
Ning Que raised his eyebrows and the tip of the podao swept past Lu Chenjia's cheek.
Then, his left hand formed a bird's beak by his side.
The aura of the Buddhist Mudra paused slightly.
Ning Que floated back and stood in front of Sangsang.
The Buddhist Mudra finally landed on the ground.
There was a soft rustling sound and the hard stone floor of the hall sank slightly.
A strand of hair fell from Lu Chenjia's face.
A bloody wound appeared on her face.
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Chapter Four. There are two more chapters today. The update will be late. Everyone has to work tomorrow, so go to bed early … Also, it's past midnight now and it's already November. The new monthly votes have arrived! Everyone, hurry up and vote for me! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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