"Every death in the world is a reunion after a long parting."
Outside Chang 'an, the Drunkard once said this to Ning Que. Ning Que never understood what it meant. It was not until this moment that he realized it was an invitation.
Sangsang asked the Drunkard to tell him this.
According to the doctrine of Haotian, the death of a believer was to return to the Kingdom of Light and the embrace of Haotian. If he was willing to surrender to her, he could be with her forever after death.
What was surrender? It was Ning Que removing the natal connection with Sangsang.
Although she was Haotian, she had to obey the rules of the world of Haotian. When she found that she could not cut off this mortal bond, she could only hope that Ning Que could do it himself.
Haotian would not deceive the world. When the world chased after the Daughter of Yama, it was not her who deceived the world. It was the mistake of the people who were blinded by dust. She said that she would grant Ning Que eternity, so there must be eternity. Even if Ning Que's answer was so rude, she was not going to change her mind.
If the Hierarch knew that Haotian would grant such a great gift, he would be mad with jealousy. But Ning Que's mood did not change. He stared into her eyes and continued, "God does not negotiate with the world. Why do you negotiate with me? Do you like me? Or are you afraid of me? "
"You are not one of my people, so I can forgive the sins you have committed. I hate those memories, but in them, you have loved me enough, so I give you the gift of God."
Sangsang's face was emotionless and frighteningly calm.
"That year in the Victory House in Chang 'an, you hid behind me and drank the Nine-river double distilled wine. You were so happy that you forgot Longqing. Longqing asked me to give you to him. I said he was very beautiful."
Ning Que looked at her ordinary face and said, "You have become paler and fatter, but you are not beautiful. But I really want to say the same words to you now."
Since you were born so beautiful, then don't think about it so much. In my past life, I didn't respect you, but I doted on you. Why should I submit to you?
Sangsang said, "In my memory, you are a person who is afraid of death."
Ning Que said, "Then you should remember that I am afraid of some things more than life and death."
Sangsang asked, "What things?"
Ning Que replied, "For example, you and my relationship."
Sangsang said, "So even if you will be killed by me, you will not submit to me?"
Ning Que said, "In fact, I don't think you will kill me. That is why I have the courage to stand here."
Sangsang frowned slightly and said, "Why wouldn't I kill you?"
"Because you are my origin."
"So?"
"If I die, you will die too."
"Haotian will never die."
"But it will be washed clean. Will the new Haotian still be the original Haotian? You have left Haotian's Divine Kingdom, but you already exist. You have the memories of the human world. You have the dust and breath on your body. You already have your own consciousness. You are life, and as long as you are alive, you do not want to die. You do not want to lose your current self. "
Ning Que looked into her eyes and said, "We can only live or die together. That's why you don't dare to go to Chang 'an and kill me. You don't even dare to see me."
Sangsang said, "Why not be with me for eternity?"
Ning Que said, "That's nothing. What I want to be together is not this kind of together. What I want is for two independent existences to be together. We can be one, but we can't be one. Because then there will be no you and me. We won't be able to feel you and me. It will be meaningless. "
Sangsang said, "The Academy has always believed in meaning."
Ning Que said, "Wouldn't it be better if we could find some meaning?"
Sangsang said, "What I gave to the Drunkard and the Butcher can also be given to you. It must be an objective and independent eternity in the Divine Kingdom. You don't have to worry about losing your own consciousness."
Ning Que said, "But I still have to submit to you."
Sangsang said, "All lives must submit to me."
Ning Que said, "I don't accept it."
Sangsang asked, "Why?"
Ning Que said, "Because you are my woman."
Sangsang did not understand what he meant.
Ning Que looked at her and said, "Since you are my woman, only you can submit to me. You should listen to me in bed or at the dining table."
Sangsang frowned slightly and said, "How can you do that?"
Ning Que looked at her and said calmly, "Just like that night by the Hot Sea. If you don't submit, I will f * ck you until you do."
Sangsang's expression did not change. But in the depths of her bright willowy eyes, there were billions of stars being destroyed.
Her hand was no longer a gentle universe, but an angry universe.
Ning Que felt a strong divine power falling on him. Countless mountains were pressing on his shoulders. His knees began to creak as if they would break at any time.
He could clearly feel how cold and authoritative her hand was while he was holding it. His eyes and ears began to bleed, and the blood dripped on the terrace in front of him.
His face was covered with blood, but it still could not hide the happy smile on his face, "There is something that I have never understood all these years. You are so good, so hardworking, but so many people never like you. They like Shanshan, Yilan, and even that idiot Lee Yu, but they don't like you. "
"I didn't understand until now. It's because people can't feel human feelings and warmth from you, because you are indeed not human."
He stared at Sangsang and said, "You let my teacher go to the sky, and my teacher let you fall to the ground. You are a god high above, but I want to turn you into a human. If this is a war, then it is a war between me and my disciple and you. I can clearly feel the anger and hatred in your body. Those are all emotions that only human beings have. I think this is the dawn of victory. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and was about to hold her in his arms. He cast a Divine Talisman of "Yi" with his left hand to cover his body. At the same time, he began to summon his natal in his consciousness.
He began to summon Sangsang.
On the cliff by the Snow Lake that year, he sang a song for Sangsang. Sangsang understood the song and the call and invitation in the song.
It was different from the invitation that she conveyed through the Drunkard. That invitation was so close that it meant absolute obedience. Even the shadow of death and the threat of Yama could not tear it apart.
Any life with self-consciousness would instinctively resist such an absolute one-sided connection. Even if they finally accepted it, it would take them a long time to struggle.
But Sangsang, who was standing on the cliff at that time, did not hesitate or struggle. She agreed to the invitation because she was not Haotian at that time. She was his little handmaiden.
Once the natal connection was established, it was indestructible. Even Haotian could not cut it off by himself. So Sangsang's face instantly turned pale and her thin eyebrows furrowed.
This was the most crucial part of the Academy's plan. To be precise, it was a continuation of the Headmaster's trip to the human world with Sangsang last year. It was also the reason why Ning Que dared to leave Chang 'an and come to the Divine Halls of West-Hill.
No natal item could refuse a cultivator's order.
However, what happened next was beyond Ning Que's expectation. Sangsang's face turned pale and her green sleeves trembled for a few seconds. But nothing else changed.
She did not pass out or fall as he had requested, nor did he hold her in his arms.
Because she was Haotian, she was not an ordinary natal item. She was not a sword or a talisman, nor was she a prayer bead. She was an objective rule. Although she had to obey the rules of her natal life, she was an almost infinite existence. Therefore, if she wanted to realize the rules related to her, she would need more power. For example, if a boulder fell from a cliff, it would also obey the rules. However, when pushing the boulder, unimaginable power was needed.
Ning Que was now one of the few powerhouses in the human world. His Psyche Power was strong, but when he wanted to directly control Haotian with his consciousness, it still seemed a little small and ridiculous.
Sangsang did not laugh. She looked at Ning Que expressionlessly.
Ning Que found that the Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Mountain of Snow in his body were instantly locked by the rules that he could not understand. Then they gradually collapsed. The Great Spirit dissipated with the night wind. He lost all his power.
Sangsang slowly let go of his hand.
Ning Que's hand was no longer melted by the gentle water. His body suddenly became light and his feet gradually left the ground. His body was blown by the night wind and floated backward uncontrollably.
He floated to the top of the Divine Hall of Light like a dandelion and was bound by dozens of invisible forces. He looked like a poor little reptile in the middle of a spider's web.
No matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of those threads. Because those threads were rules. Ning Que did not struggle. He looked at the blood slowly dripping from his body and remained silent.
Sangsang walked down with her hands behind her back and looked at him quietly. There was no emotion on her face or in her eyes. She was looking up, but it felt like she was overlooking the whole world.
She just looked at him and he was defeated. Because she was Haotian. But Ning Que knew that he had not completely failed because he was not dead. She was still his natal item.
Ning Que began to think about how to continue this battle. There was no precedent for this battle. Whether it was the battles of Youngest Uncle, the Headmaster of Academy, or Liu Bai, they were all different. He had no one to learn from.
His train of thought was interrupted by a sudden sharp pain.
The shoes on his feet were broken into pieces, and then his skin was broken into pieces. Blood and clots kept peeling off, like the skin of a wall after being drenched in rain and exposed to the sun.
In the blink of an eye, his feet were sliced apart by countless tiny spaces. His flesh and blood were sliced into tiny and regular shapes, falling to the ground of the divine hall several dozen meters below. Only white bones were left on his feet, smeared with blood and flesh. The scene was extremely horrifying.
It must have been deliberately delayed. Although the speed of the space cutting was fast, Ning Que could still clearly see the horrible process. Most importantly, he had enough time to feel the pain.
Ning Que had been injured many times in his life. He had also been punished by the Horse Gang in the Wilderness. But he had never felt such clear and horrible pain.
His lips were blue and white. Bean-sized beads of sweat seeped out and fell to the ground of the Divine Hall, diluting the flesh and blood.
A majestic voice kept echoing in his sea of consciousness, like tens of thousands of drums being beaten at the same time, or like tens of thousands of wooden buildings collapsing. This voice had complicated syllables that he couldn't understand, but it also had an unusually clear manifestation of willpower, which was submission!
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