Looking at Ning Que who kept falling between the cliffs, Sangsang suddenly remembered that Ning Que often told her some stories in the City of Wei many years ago. In those stories, the extremely angry villains would often say, "You want to die?" Not so easy.
The most basic rules of this world were in her hands, and the appearance of nature was completely up to her. She had already come to the human world. How could it be so easy for you to die?
Sangsang flicked her sleeves, and the flowers on her sleeves seemed to come alive. The Divine Hall of Light behind her continued to collapse with a rumbling sound, and gradually became ruins.
Countless streaks of Qi of Heaven and Earth responded and turned into a cold wind. The snow outside the cliff suddenly became chaotic, and the clouds below the cliff were cut into countless strands, and then densely weaved together, turning into something like a quilt.
Ning Que fell between the cliffs. Suddenly, he felt that the space around him became sticky, and countless strands of clouds lingered. They softly interacted with each other, and the speed of his fall suddenly became much slower.
In this dense cloud, he felt the power of rules, and even more clearly felt her will. She did not allow him to die like this, so it was difficult for him to die.
Ning Que could not accept that his life and death were in the hands of others, even if that person was her. Since he had jumped into the abyss, he did not want to succumb to her will again.
Facing the countless layers of clouds below him, he stretched out his hand and wrote a word in the wind.
His hand trembled violently because the wind between the cliffs was too strong, and because his arm bones were broken into 20 pieces. Just moving even a little bit would bring him great pain.
But his word was written very clearly, and every stroke seemed to be engraved on the cliff. No matter how the wind blew, the clouds would not erase it. A sharp talisman was suddenly released between the cliffs.
The cloud represented the power of rules, and it was set by Haotian herself. Logically speaking, except for people like the Headmaster, no cultivator in the human world could break it.
But Ning Que was an exception, because she was his natal. More importantly, in the Divine Hall of Light, in the You Prison, in reality, and in his dreams, he had been tortured by her countless times. He had used his flesh and blood and endless pain as the price to truly experience her power of rules countless times.
During the days when he was imprisoned in the You Prison, Ning Que had spent all his time learning the power of rules that she had demonstrated, apart from fighting with her in his dreams.
As far as the eye could see, among the countless reincarnations in the human world, he understood Haotian the best. Now, his grasp of the power of rules in this world had also far surpassed that of all his predecessors.
He wrote a "Yi" talisman on the precipice. This Divine Talisman was not the most powerful Divine Talisman he had ever written. Compared to the Taoist Talisman he had written in the blue sky of Chang 'an, it was not even worth mentioning. However, this Talisman of Yi had vaguely touched the threshold of the basic rules of space.
Noiselessly, the countless layers of clouds and mist between the precipices were torn into two huge gaps. The gaps converged in the middle and turned into four pieces before rolling towards the precipice.
Ning Que broke through the clouds and fell faster and faster. The remaining wind and snow between the cliffs were smashed into the finest powder when they touched his fluttering sleeves.
Soon, he landed below the three cliff plateaus. The stone window that the You Prison had carved between the precipices flashed past. The precipices and rocks became a rapidly changing monochrome picture in his field of vision. Occasionally, protruding rocks were stretched into extremely straight lines. One could imagine how fast they were falling.
The howling wind rang in his ears, and the cold wind cut his face like a knife. He looked at the dark abyss at the bottom of the fog, looking at death, but his expression was so calm and fearless.
"You used to be so afraid of death. Now, you would rather commit suicide than let me die?"
Sangsang stood by the railing and looked at Ning Que, who had become a small black dot between the precipices. Her face was slightly pale. If he fell into the abyss, he would definitely die. If he died, how could she live?
The moment she arrived in the human world, she could cover a thousand miles with one step. It was easy for her to save Ning Que from the precipices. The problem was that she slowed down on the second step in the human world. Because the Headmaster had poured the mortal dust into her body, her aura had become a little turbid and she could no longer leave the earth.
Sangsang's hand gently fell on the railing.
She did not touch the railing, and the railing broke.
The railing was completely broken, and the cliff at the terrace collapsed towards the precipices.
She walked towards the clouds and mist outside the cliff.
Between the precipices at the foothills of the Peach Mountain, there were countless booming sounds, like thunder.
In fact, it was the sound of something breaking through the air.
A figure in indigo appeared between the precipices, and the snow clouds scattered in fear. The resentment of the You Prison's sinners for thousands of years had turned into fog. They did not dare to invade and hid between the precipices.
She descended from the sky and came to his side.
The mountain wind blew the hair on her cheeks, but it could not move her indifferent expression.
She and Ning Que fell into the abyss side by side in the wind.
She did not look at him, but her will fell on him.
"Do you want me to die so badly?"
Ning Que looked at her quietly and said in his heart, "No, I just don't want to live alone. Compared to this, I would rather the two of us die together."
The dispersed clouds between the precipices gathered again. Ning Que could no longer be seen, nor could he see Sangsang's indigo dress. The abyss at the bottom of the fog was extremely quiet, just like it had been for thousands of years.
The Hierarch, Zhao Nanhai, and the others came to the edge of the cliff and looked down with a solemn expression. They did not feel anything. After a moment, there was a sudden violent vibration from the abyss below the precipices.
Something must have fallen heavily on the ground of the abyss.
The terrifying impact force from the bottom of the fog rose up and tore the clouds between the cliffs apart again. Even the precipice that was attached to various Taoist formations had many cracks on it.
The Sect Leader and the others all had ugly expressions on their faces. How could anyone survive such a terrifying collision? Of course, Haotian should be fine. But how could she come back from the abyss?
In a corner of the half-ruined Divine Hall of Light, a horse neighed anxiously. The sound of hooves sounded like a rainstorm. The Big Black Horse knocked over several deacons in black and rushed down the mountain.
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The abyss was full of fog. No matter how hot the sunlight was, it was difficult to fall on the ground.
Ning Que opened his eyes and looked at the gray sky. He felt as if he had returned to the City of Wei in the ninth year of the Tianqi era. That year, the City of Wei ushered in the most violent sandstorm.
He felt a little dizzy and it took him a long time to wake up. He realized that he should be in the abyss behind the Peach Mountain, and then he found himself in a pit.
Jumping from the peak would naturally make a deep pit on the ground. What he could not understand was why he was still alive. If Sangsang kept him alive, then where was she?
The trees at the bottom of the abyss were different from those outside. Obviously, their roots were much more developed than the branches and leaves. Most of the trees were vines with thin and sparse leaves. Perhaps no one had ever come here before. Countless years of decayed leaves had accumulated together and formed a thick layer.
Ning Que had not completely woken up from the dizziness caused by the impact. He felt very comfortable lying on the soft decayed leaves. He did not want to stand up at all, and even wanted to lie like this forever.
At this moment, Sangsang's voice sounded in the fog.
"How long are you going to lie like this?"
Her voice was still so cold, so ruthless, and so solemn, but the content of her words had gradually become human. Ning Que listened to her voice in the fog, but it also seemed to be ringing in his ears. He could not help but sigh with emotion. She was indeed Haotian, who was far away but close to his ears.
"Get up."
Sangsang's voice sounded again, and her mood became colder.
Ning Que's expression changed slightly. This time, he finally heard clearly that her voice was indeed ringing in his ears. He endured the pain and turned around, only to find that she was under him.
There was a very big pit on the ground in the fog forest, and the bottom of the pit was full of decayed leaves.
Sangsang was lying among the decayed leaves. She was tall and fat, and in the fog of decayed leaves, she was like the earth. Ning Que was held in her arms, and he looked like a child.
Ning Que rolled away from her arms with difficulty. He tried to bend his elbow to sit up, but found that he was in great pain. He did not know how many bones in his body were broken, and he spat out a mouthful of dirty black blood.
Sangsang stood up. Her body was perfect, and she was not hurt at all when she hit the ground from such a high place. Even her indigo dress was not torn, and only a few leaves were stuck on it.
She reached out and pushed her scattered black hair behind her shoulders. She looked at Ning Que, who was rolling in pain and coughing up blood, and said indifferently, "Don't think you can escape from my palm."
Ning Que's mouth and nose were constantly overflowing with blood, and he looked very miserable. Hearing her words, he felt a little funny and also a little sad. He said, "I am not that monkey. If I really want to die, no one can stop me."
Sangsang slightly squinted her eyes, and she was very disgusted to hear his answer. She said, "In front of me, even if you want to die, it is not so easy."
After saying this, she reached out her right hand and put it on his body. The clear light between her fingers illuminated the fog and Ning Que's cheeks.
The clear light gradually became stronger, and Sangsang's face became slightly pale. His injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken bones were reassembled, and the ruptured internal organs were repaired.
The wound she left on Ning Que's face last night also disappeared. His dimples seemed to be deeper than before, and they were filled with clear light, as if they were filled with good wine.
After doing all this, she stood up, put her hands behind her back, and walked into the depths of the fog.
Tranquility looked at her back for a long time, and then stood up and followed her.
He was going to die, and she could not let him die. In other words, she did not want him to die. So she left the West-Hill Divine Palace with him, jumped off the fog, and fell into the abyss.
Now they did not have that rope, and he did not tie her to him. But that invisible rope had always been there, and they were still tightly tied together by fate.
At the bottom of the abyss, the fog was thick, and the rotten leaves were soft. The two were separated by a few feet, and they walked forward in silence. Their feet stepped on the ground silently, and it was so quiet that it was frightening.
They walked like this, and the surrounding scenery did not change. There were only withered vines and old trees, and a few faint crows in the fog. The moss on their shoes was getting thicker and thicker.
Ning Que looked at her back and asked, "Where are you going?"
Sangsang stopped and said indifferently, "Didn't you decide before?"
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(Tomorrow I will set off for home. I will fly from Yichang first, and then stay at the airport for a night. The day after tomorrow, I will fly to the Qing Kingdom. The writing time is not fixed, and the update may be late. Good morning.) (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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