At the bottom of the Giant Sinkhole in the Western Wilderness lived many serfs. They served the monks in the Xuankong Temple and maintained the existence of that society. In Haotian's eyes, human beings living on the ground were actually serfs. They were like ants, repeating their boring lives without complaint.
However, there were always some unique ants in the ant colony who, for various reasons or no reason, decided to temporarily look away from the rotten leaves and soil to the blue sky.
Seeing the blue sky would greatly change the lives of those ants. Some ants yearned for it because they saw it, some were angry because the sky was far away, and some were afraid because they saw it. They trembled and surrendered to the soil, feeling grateful for the gift from the sky.
But no matter what the ending was, those ants were no longer ordinary ants. In a sense, they had already left the category of ants because they could fly.
The Headmaster and Ke Haoran were undoubtedly the two most incredible flying ants in countless years. Ning Que said that the Abbey Dean was a flying ant. He was not mocking him, but expressing his respect.
"Actually, there is something I have never understood. Abbey Dean, you have already transcended the mortal world and your vision is no longer in the human world. Then why don't you look at the blue sky again?"
Ning Que looked at the end of the long street and asked seriously.
"The ideas of Haotian Taoism and the Academy have never been interlinked. The Headmaster and I have different ideas. Every beginning must have an end, and every cycle must have an end. That is the real cycle. "
The Abbey Dean's voice came from the wind and snow.
"Just like Chang 'an, which the Headmaster left in the human world. It is isolated from the Heaven. No matter how powerful it is, it is just a pool of stagnant water. Just like the Yi Talisman you are writing now. It is ferocious but has no way to return. So it is not perfect and has no choice. Then how can it stop me? "
Ning Que looked at the wind and snow and said, "No choice. Isn't that freedom?"
The Abbey Dean said, "No choice doesn't mean no choice."
The aura and the array kept colliding. Countless thin and sharp lines appeared on the Vermilion Bird Avenue. The sound of bubbles bursting could be heard from time to time. The Snow Remnant Talisman was broken.
The Abbey Dean's voice came closer in the wind and snow.
"Even with the support of the God-stunning Array, you are too weak to defend the city. According to your temperament, you should have fled a few days ago, but you're still on the street. This is a bit surprising. "
"Teacher left this city to me, so I can only stay here. If I had understood it earlier, perhaps I would have repaired the God-stunning Array two days ago. "
Ning Que said, "It's a pity that she has stayed in Chang 'an for too long these years. I'm too lazy and let her do everything. As a result, she has been to too many places and left too much aura. From this point of view, the danger in Chang' an is our responsibility."
"You're right. If it were in the past, I would have escaped from Chang 'an a long time ago. But since it's her and my responsibility, and she's dead now, I have no choice but to stay and shoulder it. Because she's my wife, I have to pay for it."
The Abbey Dean knew who he was talking about and said, "Even though you know you can't defend it?"
"Because we know, we have to defend. Even if we know we can't defend, we still have to defend."
Ning Que said, "This is my Zhi Shou."
After saying this, he looked at the figure in the wind and snow that was getting clearer and clearer. He clenched the hilt with both hands, slightly bent his left knee, and tightened his body like a bow. Then he swung the blade down.
He knew what the Abbey Dean said was right.
He hadn't found that word yet, so he couldn't perfectly mobilize the God-stunning Array.
The only Divine Talisman he knew before was the Two-Horizontal Talisman, which represented cutting and absolute stubbornness. But it also represented the parallel opposition, and it was difficult to connect with the surrounding Heaven and Earth.
Last night, he comprehended the Talisman of Yi. The two parallel lines intersected and began to connect, so he could borrow the power of Heaven and Earth in the God-stunning Array and possess the power of one of the Five States. But the four corners of the two lines gradually drifted away from each other, unable to be recycled and could only gradually overflow.
But he still wanted to give it a try, because he didn't believe that anyone could really fight against this thousand-year-old city.
The two blades broke through the wind and snow, whistling more and more fiercely.
The Abbey Dean looked calm. He once again brushed his face with his palm. His indigo robe fluttered, and his aura soared to the sky.
The perfect combination of immeasurability and Quietus allowed him to integrate this war into another dimension.
The array eye pestle in Ning Que's hand was as hot as the lava in a volcano.
He looked at the floating figure of the Abbey Dean on the other side of the street, and the Psyche Power in his body kept flowing out.
The lake water was boiling, and the indigo bricks were trembling. The Qi of Heaven and Earth in the entire Chang 'an City seemed to be summoned by Ning Que to the Vermilion Bird Avenue, and rushed toward the Abbey Dean.
The sky above Chang 'an City suddenly cleared up. The snow clouds that had been lingering since last night disappeared in a very short time, and the blue sky was revealed.
The power of a city bombarded the Abbey Dean's body.
Almost at the same time, countless thunders fell from the sky and bombarded the city.
The Abbey Dean's figure was indistinct in the wind and thunder.
The anger of Haotian and the power of the human world collided with each other through the bodies of the Abbey Dean and Ning Que.
There was no falling snow, but there was the sound of falling snow. It was a blizzard.
There was no wind, but there was the sound of howling wind.
The entire Chang 'an City was shrouded in the violent collision of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and the walls of countless buildings were shaken and cracked. No other sound could be heard except the horrible sound of the wind and snow.
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The wind and snow gradually stopped, and some of the scattered clouds came back. The sun above Chang 'an City was a little dim.
The Vermilion Bird Avenue was quiet, and the Abbey Dean and Ning Que stood opposite each other.
The distance between them was no longer more than ten miles, but only a few dozen feet.
Ning Que could clearly see the Abbey Dean's face.
He saw the scars on the Abbey Dean's face, the broken eyebrow and fingers.
The Abbey Dean walked toward him.
The round pebbles on the street rustled and moved to the sides.
Ning Que lowered his head and coughed. He seemed to be in great pain, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Then he suddenly looked up at the Abbey Dean, and punched without warning.
His eyes were very calm, and therefore very cruel.
He was like a young male tiger staring at its prey on the grassland.
He stood where he was and waved his fist. His fist came to the Abbey Dean's face more than a hundred feet away.
Since he started cultivating the Great Spirit into the Devil, his body and strength had become more and more terrifying. Therefore, he never worried about close combat. He had been waiting for the Abbey Dean to come to him.
The fist contained the majestic Great Spirit, like a tiger's claw in the night.
It was sharp and deadly.
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The Abbey Dean raised his palm and held Ning Que's fist.
Ning Que's fist could break down a small building. But when it hit the Abbey Dean's palm, it was like hitting the big swamp in the depths of the Wilderness, or falling into the sea.
Even Yu Lian's fist could not threaten the Abbey Dean, let alone Ning Que's.
The Abbey Dean smiled.
The array eye pestle in Ning Que's left hand suddenly shone brightly.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth in Chang 'an City all poured into his body through the array eye pestle and burst out from his fist!
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(I'll go to Hangzhou tomorrow for the annual meeting. I didn't ask for leave, so there will be an update. Also, I want to discuss with everyone that it's okay to scold me these days. I'll try my best to pretend to be blind. After a few days, they probably won't scold me anymore. But please don't scold my family and the sub-editors. Thank you.) (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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