Ning Que would never have imagined that he would see Chen Pipi's annoying face in the precipice. He and his Senior Brothers and Sisters in the Academy all thought that Chen Pipi had brought the Abbey Dean back to the Zhishou Abbey. They would never have imagined that he would be locked up in the precipice and become a prisoner in the You Prison of the West-Hill Divine Palace.
Chen Pipi would never have imagined that he could see Ning Que's annoying face in the light outside the stone window where the scenery never changed. He looked dull, but he was actually extremely smart. He had long predicted that Ning Que would become a prisoner of Chang 'an City, but he did not expect that this guy would be so bold as to come to the West-Hill Divine Palace and appear in front of him.
This was a reunion that no one had expected. The two brothers stared at each other through the stone window. They were stunned for a long time, and then they began to laugh foolishly.
The cell was very simple. There was only a bed and some tools. Ning Que looked inside through the stone window and found that it was dry and there were no bloodstains. There was food and water on the small table. He felt slightly relieved.
Then he began to observe the stone window. This encounter was too sudden. The Academy did not know that Chen Pipi was locked up in the You Prison and did not have any plans. But now that he had seen it, there was no need to hesitate. He prepared to rescue Chen Pipi from the You Prison without hesitation.
As he observed, his expression became solemn. It was not because the clouds dispersed by the moonlight were cutting his body again, but because he found that it was indeed very difficult.
The stone window was very small and could only see the sky. Even bigger birds could not fly in. If he wanted to rescue Chen Pipi from the cell, he had to pry the stone window open. However, when he stretched out his hand, he was blocked. He was shocked to find that the precipice was a whole. The stone window was a small hole in the precipice. If he wanted to pry open the stone window, he would have to pry open the entire precipice of Peach Mountain. There was an extremely powerful tactical array hidden in the mountain. It was very likely to be a Confinement. How could it be done?
The West-Hill Divine Palace's Dharma Access was so powerful. Other than the Headmaster of the Academy, who could pry open this Peach Mountain with countless talismans? After all, even Wei Guangming, the first person to successfully escape from the You Prison in countless years, did not dare to pry open the stone window. Instead, he chose to push down the wooden sticks in front of him.
Ning Que said, "It seems that you have to stay inside for two more days. I need to think of a way."
Chen Pipi stood by the stone window, somewhat perplexed and did not respond.
Ning Que then remembered that he did not hear Chen Pipi's laughter when they looked at each other and laughed. He thought of a possibility and slowed down to ask, "You can't hear it?"
Chen Pipi looked at his lips, nodded, and said something. Ning Que understood the words from the movement of his lips, "Nothing but light can enter this window."
Ning Que thought for a while and was about to say something when Chen Pipi suddenly showed an anxious expression on his face. His lips moved slightly and he kept saying something. He understood the names of Sangsang and Tang Xiaotang.
He understood what Chen Pipi wanted to say. He nodded to indicate that he already knew what had happened to Sangsang. Then he told him that Tang Xiaotang was at the back of the mountain of the Academy and that there was no need to worry.
The moonlight fell from the night sky, falling on the precipice and on Ning Que. Some rays of light passed through the narrow stone window and fell on Chen Pipi's face. The two talked silently.
"Wait for me to get you out."
Ning Que said while looking at Chen Pipi's eyes. He spoke very slowly and his pronunciation was very accurate. He made sure that Chen Pipi could understand every word he said and feel his determination.
Chen Pipi looked at him quietly and suddenly laughed and shook his head.
Ning Que looked at the smile on his face and slowly stuck out his middle finger. He said, "You are now a prisoner. You have no choice but to wait passively for me to save you."
After saying this, he looked at his middle finger bathed in the moonlight. He was puzzled. How could he be so safe on the precipice with only the Emblematic Gesture of Meditation left on his left hand?
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In the moonlight, Ning Que reached out to the stone window and triggered the inhibition of the You Prison. The Divine Halls of West-Hill knew that someone had approached the You Prison and began to be vigilant. The black-robed deacons of the Judicial Department were everywhere on the three cliff plateaus of Peach Mountain. But no one had found the Revelation Institute at the foot of the mountain.
Ning Que was not worried that they would find him. The peach blossoms on the mountainside were his best shield. As long as the Divine Halls did not think that someone could pass through the peach blossoms, they would not look down the mountain with suspicion.
Other than thinking about how to save Chen Pipi from the heavily guarded You Prison, what made him feel inexplicably cold was the cold gaze that fell from the peak that night.
He was sure that there was no one in the Divine Halls on the peak at that time. But he did not know why he felt that someone had been watching him. Whose cold gaze did it belong to?
He admitted that courage was very important in a battle, but it could not fundamentally determine victory or defeat. That was why he could not leave Chang 'an with courage alone. The Academy had made detailed arrangements in advance. His hiding in the Divine Hall was an important part of the plan. If that cold gaze was really as he had guessed, then it would not affect the Academy's plan at all.
The real impact was still on Chen Pipi.
Haotian's world was so stable, as if it would never change. But in the human world, which was made up of countless trivial details, change was the norm. The Academy's plan had to be adjusted accordingly after he saw Chen Pipi's face between the cliffs. They might even have to start from scratch.
Ning Que could not understand why the West-Hill Divine Palace would lock Chen Pipi in the You Prison. Even if the Abbey Dean was dead and the Zhishou Abbey could not continue to control the West-Hill Divine Palace behind the scenes, and even if Chen Pipi's identity as a disciple of the Academy was unacceptable to Haotian Taoism, it was still so unbelievable to secretly imprison someone of Chen Pipi's status. Were the bigwigs in the Divine Hall not afraid that Haotian Taoism would split because of this?
In the middle of the night, Ning Que once again followed the path through the peach blossoms to the cliff. However, the clouds were thick tonight, and the moonlight could not shine on the human world. Clouds and mist lingered below the cliff. Thinking of the pain he had suffered last night and the hatred in the mist, he did not dare to go down.
It was the same for the next few nights. He could not see Chen Pipi.
After that, Ning Que used the Great Spirit to heal the internal injuries he had suffered on the cliff. He flipped through countless old Classics and tried to find a feasible method. Then, he began to observe the moon every night.
Since light could enter through the narrow stone window, so could the images. He did not want to act like a fool with Chen Pipi between the cliffs, so he began to write letters.
Ning Que dipped his brush in ink and left clear and beautiful handwriting on the snow-white paper. He sat behind the desk and kept writing. He wrote about the Academy's plan and his own thoughts without leaving anything out. At the end of the letter, he even talked about the things that happened in the back of the mountain and asked if the food in the You Prison was really that good.
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In the garden in front of the Revelation Institute, Long Qing and the Flower Addict Lu Chenjia were also watching the moon.
Lu Chenjia was still as beautiful as ever, like a beautiful flower. However, her petals were stained with water, making her look a little cold. She was no longer as beautiful as she used to be.
Long Qing wore a silver mask on his face. Now, no one could see the face under the mask. The beautiful face that had once captivated countless girls in the world was only a memory.
"I don't know when it started to become a habit to eat sweet potatoes in midsummer. I heard that this habit has been maintained in the Divine Hall for thousands of years. Habits are indeed powerful."
Long Qing looked at the half sweet potato in his hand. His lips that were exposed under the silver mask curled up slightly. He said calmly, "I just did not expect that it would be so easy to form a new habit."
Lu Chenjia looked at the scar below his lips and her expression darkened. She thought that it was not terrible to get used to failure, but it was more depressing to forget the old habits. Were we so unfamiliar when we were in front of flowers and under the stars?
After the war against the Tang Empire, Long Qing returned to the West-Hill Divine Palace and found that everything had changed.
He used to be the Priest of the Divine Hall of Judgment. However, the person sitting on the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade was Ye Hongyu. How could he return to the Divine Hall of Judgment? Moreover, he had been convicted of apostasy. Although the Abbey Dean had cleared his name, many people in the Divine Hall looked at him with mixed feelings after the Abbey Dean's crushing defeat in Chang 'an.
The West-Hill Divine Palace had suffered heavy losses in this war. As a powerhouse in the upper Knowing Destiny State, he should have been more respected. With his seniority and state in Haotian Taoism, even Ye Hongyu and his past crimes could not affect his position. He believed that no one would object if he were to directly take over as the Great Divine Priest of Revelation.
However, everyone knew that he had encountered the black wind in the south of Chang 'an. His proud state had been shattered by the blade intent in the wind and he was still badly injured when he returned to the Divine Hall.
No one believed that he could climb back up from the abyss of despair and return to the peak like he did after he was crippled by Ning Que. Just as Lu Chenjia had thought, failure was not scary. However, how could he withstand such a heavy blow when he had been defeated so many times that it had become a habit?
If the new emperor of the Yan Kingdom, Chong Ming, had not sent a lot of benefits to the Divine Hall and had firmly expressed his support for him, and if he had not controlled the tens of thousands of elite cavalries in the Eastern Wilderness, he might not even be able to keep his position as the Minister of Offerings in the Revelation Institute, let alone the Great Divine Priest of Revelation.
"I am not talking about getting used to losing to Ning Que. I am talking about everyone in the Divine Hall. They have only used half a year to get used to the moon above their heads."
Long Qing looked at the moon that had broken through the thick clouds in the night sky and said, "The peach blossoms that had not bloomed for decades suddenly bloomed again this year and have not withered since. People have actually gotten used to such a magical thing. No one has ever looked at the mountain full of peach blossoms and asked why."
His gaze fell on the Divine Hall of Light on the peak and said, "I want to ask."
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