In the dead of night, the Big Black Horse ran back to the Divine Hall of Light. It did not dare to neigh, but kept shaking its head. The sound of its hooves was particularly brisk, and its mane wet with dew danced in the wind.
Suddenly, it felt that someone was looking at it. It looked back in surprise and saw the tall and fat figure in the depths of the Divine Hall. Instantly, it sweated profusely, washing away the dew on its body.
Sangsang did not punish it for its disloyalty. She walked to the railing of the balcony behind the Divine Hall with her hands clasped behind her back. She looked at the young man who was falling like a leaf between the cliffs in silence.
The moon had been covered by clouds for several nights. The color of the mountains in the West-Hill Divine Kingdom had darkened, and it was very quiet. Only the cliffs below the Divine Hall would occasionally make a very small sound.
Except for her, no one could hear those sounds.
Since the first night, she had stood by the railing and watched this scene quietly. She watched him jump from the peach blossoms to the cliffs, watched him fall dangerously, watched him climb up with difficulty, watched him wait by the east side of the stables every night, and watched him quietly return to the bottom of the cliff before dawn.
She did nothing but watch in silence. Until tonight, she saw the man on the cliffs raise his head and look at the Divine Hall where she was.
She knew he was looking at her. She knew he could not see her, but she could see something in his eyes. The thing in the man's eyes was to remove all thoughts. It was not to remove all thoughts, but to send his thoughts elsewhere. In other words, he was sending his thoughts to the balcony of the Divine Hall of Light.
She was the object of his thoughts. She was Haotian, and humans like ants were not qualified to miss her. So she thought it was disrespectful to her, or even blasphemy.
The hatred and anger in her consciousness burst out uncontrollably again.
Just like the uncontrollably burst out of the man's eyes.
The fierce wind rose from the sea of the Kingdom of Song thousands of miles away, whistling through the high night sky. The night clouds above the Divine Kingdom were shaken and uneasy, like cotton under a rope, as if they could be torn apart at any time.
The peach blossoms in the mountains and fields shivered, and tens of thousands of petals were blown off by the wind. The roofs of several Divine Halls on the Peach Mountain, which were made of gold and jade, began to whimper.
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The Divine Hall of Light was far away on the peak. Ning Que could not see it clearly no matter how good his eyesight was. Even if he could see it clearly, it was impossible for him to see the tall and fat woman standing by the balcony railing. Moreover, in his imagination, if his surname was Luo, then the cliff would definitely be under the balcony, and the girl by the railing would naturally be thin and small.
He looked at that place and smiled. He withdrew all his thoughts and confusion about his unknown fate into the depths of his sea of consciousness. He calmed his mind and continued to walk down the precipice.
At this moment, a wild gust of wind howled from the sky and landed heavily on his body with the stench of seawater. He felt a thick damp coldness on his face. When it merged with the gaze he had faintly sensed earlier, it immediately destroyed the Dhyana state he had maintained!
Without the state of Dhyana, Ning Que's Emblematic Gesture naturally dispersed. What was even more terrifying was that no matter how calm he was in danger, even if he re-entered the state of Dhyana, his hands could not form Emblematic Gestures again.
The night wind was too cold and too strong. It howled around his body violently. Every time he tried to form Emblematic Gestures, it would blow away his Emblematic Gesture!
The Emblematic Gesture of the Buddhism Sect could no longer be used. Ning Que no longer had any connection with the precipice. He was blown into the abyss by the strong wind. At this moment, he was more like a stone than a fallen leaf.
The fall this time was even more terrifying than the fall on the first night. In just a breath's time, he had fallen thousands of feet between the precipice and his speed became faster and faster!
He fell into the deep night fog. Haotian no longer cared for him. In the next moment, he might be shaken out of the precipice by the precipice. Without any place to hold onto, he would directly break through the fog and fall to his death.
In the face of desperation, Ning Que made the toughest and quickest response. With a muffled groan, the Great Spirit in his body was released without hesitation. His hands suddenly stretched forward like two sharp knives, stabbing into the hard cliff wall! Two cracking sounds could be heard. His arm, which was as hard as iron, had cut a hole about twenty feet long in the cliff. Finally, he stopped falling and stopped on the precipice.
He did not get rid of the desperate situation. Although he was holding onto the precipice tightly, he could no longer maintain the state of Buddhism Sect's Dhyana. The Shocking Array on the precipice began to attack his eyes and sense of perception. He could only endure the sharp pain in his eyes and the huge waves in his sense of perception, desperately clinging to the cold precipice.
Something even stranger happened. The forces that he had once sensed in the clouds and fog on the precipice swam over like snakes. In a very short period of time, they densely covered the surface of his body.
Ning Que endured the pain in his sense of perception and released his Psyche Power to sense. However, he could not identify what those wisps of power were. When he looked with his naked eyes, he found that they were just wisps of fog.
The fog that surrounded the precipice of Peach Mountain and was responsible for sealing the You Prison was naturally not a simple fog. Those wisps of fog strangely seeped into his clothes and then continued to seep into his body. There was no blood, but he could clearly feel the pain and the clear feeling of being cut. As the wisps of fog invaded, he felt as if he was being cut by countless sharp knives.
At this moment, Ning Que's respect for the Abbey Dean in the battle of Chang 'an had reached its peak. Because he finally understood how it felt to be cut by thousands of knives, and how painful it was.
Then, something even more incredible happened. As his hands went deep into the precipice, the precipice that had not moved for thousands of years suddenly moved.
No one could see the vibration of the precipice, not even Ning Que who was very close to it. No one could hear the vibration of the precipice, not even Ning Que's ears. But his heart could hear it.
The precipice vibrated in a soothing rhythm. This vibration traveled along his hands that were inserted into the wall, to his body, to his sense of perception, and finally to his heart.
Ning Que's body began to vibrate uncontrollably. His clothes were shaken so much that there seemed to be an earthquake in the depths of his sense of perception. The waves on the sea became even more ferocious. The most terrifying thing was that his heart was beating very strongly, as if it could burst into countless pieces at any time.
The precipice of Peach Mountain turned into a giant war drum, vibrating silently between heaven and earth. Ning Que who was on the drum, no matter whether he was a fallen leaf or a stone, would be shattered by this war drum!
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There were two big tactical arrays on the precipice where the You Prison was located. One was called "Dazzling", and the other was "Shocking". When they were combined, it would be shocking to the eye, and it could kill all enemies who came to it.
At this moment, Ning Que felt as if there were tens of thousands of swords stabbing into his eyes, and tens of thousands of drums beating in his body. His heart could be broken at any time!
If it were not for the experience of the past few nights, he would not have been able to hold on until now. If it were not for the fact that his body was as hard as iron and stone, he would have vomited blood and died!
Even so, his face became abnormally pale, and the pain was indescribable. What really made him feel unbearable was the night fog that lingered around his body.
The night fog was not condensed by the Qi of Heaven and Earth, but was refined by Haotian Taoism with the resentment of countless prisoners who died unjustly in the You Prison over the past tens of thousands of years into the tactical array that guarded the You Prison!
Many of the prisoners who were qualified to be imprisoned in the You Prison were powerhouses with great Divine Sense. Their Psyche Power was extremely strong when they were alive, and their resentment was terrifying. After their deaths, the two merged and were cultivated by Haotian Taoism's tactical array. Every wisp of fog was a sharp blade filled with all kinds of negative emotions such as bitterness, resentment, and resentment. It was extremely powerful. Otherwise, how could someone like Wei Guangming be imprisoned for more than ten years?
No matter how strong Ning Que's willpower was, he could barely hold on under the shocking pain, but he could not withstand the cutting of these thousands of blades of evil aura. After all, he was not the invincible Abbey Dean.
His heart beat faster and faster, and the precipice in front of him became more and more blurry. More and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His consciousness became more and more blurred, but the pain was still so clear.
He could not hold on any longer.
Just as he was about to pull his hands out from the precipice and escape from this terrifying precipice and cloud at the cost of his life, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
He thought that he was hallucinating, but the next moment, he found that it was not. The cold and dark precipice in front of him really became bright!
The night clouds above Peach Mountain were blown away by the hurricane from the Storm Sea thousands of miles away, revealing the full moon. The silver moonlight shone on the mountains, on the precipice, and on him.
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On the edge of the balcony of the Divine Hall of Light, Sangsang looked at the bright moon in the night sky with her hands behind her back. Her ordinary face looked a little pale, perhaps due to weakness or other reasons.
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The moonlight did not have any heat, but when it shone on Ning Que, he felt warmth seeping into his body from the surface of his skin. Even his wildly beating heart became much calmer.
The clouds around the precipice were dispersed by the moonlight. He took advantage of this fleeting opportunity to calm down and re-enter the state of Dhyana. His right hand formed the Taoist Emblematic Gesture and he was ready to leave.
At this moment, he suddenly saw the stone window on the precipice beside him.
He had seen this stone window on the opposite precipice that day, but the precipice was shrouded in clouds from time to time, and there was a tactical array to hide it, so he did not observe it carefully. At this moment, the clouds were dispersed by the moonlight, and he re-entered the state of Dhyana. He saw the stone window and the person in it.
At this moment, Ning Que should have left this terrifying precipice as soon as possible. But looking at the stone window, he knew that he could not leave.
Because the person in the stone window was a young fat man.
Perhaps it was because the food in the You Prison was good that the person's cheeks, which had become thinner, became round again.
He looked at Ning Que outside the stone window and was so shocked that he could not speak.
His eyes were still so clean, and his expression was still so amiable. When he was shocked, he was still the same as before, and his mouth was so big that it could swallow Tang Xiaotang's fist.
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(About the role contest: I don't know why Ye Hongyu was placed as the Best Actor. I will go and ask tomorrow. As for the photo, Sangsang really cannot find a suitable photo. Now, I have written Sangsang according to Ai Xiaoqi. Yes, of course, she is fatter than her, and she does not look as delicate. Now, Sangsang is just a tall, white, and fat ordinary girl. Please remember. There will still be two chapters tomorrow, but the update will still be late. Please vote for me.) (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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