Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 47: The Wastelander, It’s a little interesting

Leaving the royal court and heading north again, Ning Que's route was very clear, he followed the caravan from Tuyang City, but when he came to this snow pass, the information of both Tianshu and the secret guards had been interrupted.

, the only way to explore is yourself. Fortunately, I am extremely cautious all the way. Regardless of the cloudy and snowy weather, I always keep the Tianqi Mountains clearly visible on my left hand. Even if I can't catch up with the caravan, I won't be able to return the same way.

question.

It is not clear whether the words were written or the spirit of being stubborn and stubborn was played. Mo Shanshan did not walk with the powerful temples, but headed north with him. The journey was lonely, and the two often discussed calligraphy and talismans.

Dao has its own benefits, especially Ning Que has mastered more basic methods of Taoism through her demonstration, and even vaguely felt that he was about to break through the realm, so he couldn't help but feel happy.

Mo Shanshan is in a good mood. As she said, she likes to read the words written by Ning Que. Whenever she rests on the road, she can see Ning Que holding an ink pen or a branch on paper and hooking it on the mud and snow.

The most boring and monotonous journey seems to have become richer, and the snow is like an ink pond.

The sound of branches whirling in the snow rustled. Ning Que looked at the words he wrote and nodded with satisfaction. He found that under the pressure of Moshan Mountain, not only did his cultivation level improve, but even his calligraphy could not grow.

few.

Mo Shanshan pulled the scarf on his chest to his shoulders, leaned his body slightly, lowered his head and looked at the words he wrote seriously, stretched out his index finger and gestured slowly in the air, as if he was copying it.

Ning Que knew that the girl's eyes were not very good, and he was used to her concentration and posture every time she read the characters. A cold wind with snow blew up from the bottom of the pass, blew the scarf on the girl's shoulders whirring.

The black hair floated backwards, setting off a slightly red face and looked very beautiful.

Behind Xueya, the big black horse held its head high and kicked its front hooves boredly. It didn't know what it ate all day long and was so angry that it seemed to be not afraid of the cold here at all.

There was a maroon mare next to it, wearing a warm cloth mattress and a cloth strap on its hooves, but it still seemed a little afraid of the cold. It kept leaning against the big dark horse, rubbing carefully and gently, as if it wanted to keep warm.

, and don't want it to get bored.

The big dark horse sniffed gently, looking a little bit greasy, but instead of moving away his tall body, standing upright in the wind and snow, blocking the snowy wind blowing from the right for the red horse.

Mo Shanshan's fingers slashing in the air slowly stopped and completed the copying, but she did not look up, but continued to look at the words on the snow seriously, as if she wanted to keep all the words in her heart.

Ning Que reached out and took off the black mask from his face and asked seriously: "I asked about breaking the realm yesterday. You said that everyone's situation is different. The higher the level, the more difficult it is, but I just went into the cave mysterious.

, It’s not a difficult breakthrough, why hasn’t there been any movement after so long since I arrived here from Dongshengzhai?”

Mo Shanshan stood up and looked at him quietly and said, "You only started to realize it in spring. Now that the year has not ended, you have seen the gate of Dongxuan. If you have not lie, it only means that you are practicing.

The genius of Tao also shows why the Master chose you as his student."

Ning Que asked: "What do you mean is that I am already very amazing compared to others?"

Mo Shanshan's eyelashes trembled slightly and asked, "Who is the other person you are talking about?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Prince Longqing."

Mo Shanshan looked at him and said seriously: "Didn't you say you don't accept such a bloody statement as a lifelong enemy?"

Ning Que laughed and said, "Everyone in the world said that Prince Longqing is only one step away from knowing his fate. If he really knows his fate, I can't even get rid of it even if I want to... "

His smile gradually faded and he said calmly: "The temple will respect the academy, but it does not mean that he is afraid of the academy, especially for a person like Prince Longqing. He will definitely find an opportunity to defeat or even kill me with his own hands to perfect his so-called Taoist heart

.If he had entered Zhidi, he could really beat me into a dog."

Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly, as if he was looking at the wind and snow outside the Xueluo, guessing what he was thinking about. After a long period of silence, he whispered: "Do you want to defeat him?"

"Pride and confidence come from strength, I am not the second senior brother."

Ning Que said: "So I don't expect to defeat him now, but I think that if it is possible to delay his entry into the realm of knowing life, maybe one day I can catch up with him."

"I think you should have time, although time may not be enough."

Mo Shanshan looked at him, and a very rare smile appeared on his usual dull and expressionless face. This smile was a bit awkward, but full of relief, warmth and encouragement.

"The five realms of practice are the most difficult to achieve the ultimate realm. It is very difficult to know the destiny of heaven. Although I can write the half-way divine talisman now, it is just a great opportunity I got by chance. I can never see the threshold of the realm of knowing destiny.

where."

Mo Shanshan looked at him and continued, "Although Prince Longqing is recognized as the first person among the younger generation to enter the realm of knowing one's life, I think he just saw that threshold, and there was still a chance to cross that threshold.

For a while, a few days ago, I was thinking that the temple also had considerations in this regard when we let us enter the wasteland."

Ning Que suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked in confusion: "You have also said that Longqing is not as good as Daoqi. If Longqing has seen the threshold of the realm of knowing fate, what about Daoqi?"

"Maybe she stepped over a foot? Maybe she just saw that threshold."

Mo Shanshan said: "The power of Taoist cynical is not only in her cultivation level, but also in her exquisite mastery of Taoism. It is reported that the head of the temple once praised her for her understanding of all things, you can imagine it."

Ning Que was shocked when he heard the four words of understanding everything. He was about to ask more specific questions, but suddenly he raised his eyebrows and stretched his arms to hold the big black umbrella behind him.

An extremely faint sound of arrows sounded in the wind and snow outside the pass.

Although Mo Shanshan is not as sensitive to the sound of arrows as Ning Que, as a practitioner in the upper realm of Dongxuan, he found that the speed of the feather arrow was not a little slow. His fingers exposed outside his sleeves moved slightly and then grabbed them.

A piece of talisman paper.

Ning Que reached out to stop him because he could hear that the direction of the feather arrow should have nothing to do with him.

A feather arrow shot deep into the gentle slope outside Xuelu.

A snow rabbit hiding in the snow slope had its buttocks torn apart by arrows, and it jumped up desperately and jumped into the pass.

The snow rabbit fell into the snow pavilion and was killed after a few bounces.

The words written by Ning Que on the snow were kicked up so much.

Heavy footsteps sounded on the snow slope outside the pass. Ning Que used his eyes to signal Mo Shanshan to handle the matter. The hand that reached his back released the umbrella handle and held the hilt upwards.

A man in a lint suit crossed the edge of Xueluo and searched for the injured Xueluo's eyes. He first saw two horses, and then saw Ning Que and Mo Shanshan. He was shocked and pulled his bow and arrow at the two.

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Ning Que frowned slightly, looked at the short bow between the man's hands, and noticed that the bow material was a bit special, and the twisted silk in the bow string flashed slightly, as if it was not used for animal tendons. Then he noticed that there were several long hairs from

The man's hat floated out from the brim. Looking closely at the face, it turned out to be a woman in her thirties.

He held the hilt of the knife and looked at the woman calmly and said, "We have no malice."

Mo Shanshan glanced at him and didn't understand what he was going to do. Although she could confirm that the woman was just an ordinary person, shouldn't she be more cautious in such a place close to the deserted tribe?

The woman looked a little surprised when she heard Ning Que's words. She hurriedly took two steps back, stepped on the edge of Xueya, and set a distance of enough from Ning Que to appear a little relieved and asked, "Zhongyuan".

people?"

The tone of her speech was a bit strange, her tongue was rarely moved, and the time distance between the characters was very standard, which made her look straight and tough, but just these three words could still be understood.

Ning Que looked at the woman and asked seriously: "Wild Man?"

The woman did not answer his question, and looked at the two of them vigilantly. The short bow between her hands was pulled tighter, making a slight deformed sound, as if an arrow could be shot at any time, and continued to ask: "Central Plains people?"

Mo Shanshan is not good at lying, and there is no need to lie in this situation. He replied expressionlessly: "I am from Daheguo."

The woman shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Mo Shanshan pointed at Ning Que and said, "He is a Tangren, I think you should have heard of it."

Ning Quexin told the bad things. Thousands of years ago, it was the Tang Empire who drove the deserted people to the extreme northern cold domain. The two sides could be said to have a deep hatred. This deserted woman knew that she was a Tang Dynasty man, so why didn’t she get angry?

His right hand, holding the hilt, tightened slightly, and was about to cut over the other person before the woman took action.

However, unexpectedly, after hearing the word Tangren, the woman was slightly stunned and did not react too fiercely. Instead, her emotions stabilized and she said, "I have heard of Tangren."

Ning Que frowned and asked, "Have you heard of it?"

"Well." The woman said in her unique tone: "Everyone in the tribe knows that we moved away many years ago because our ancestors could not beat you."

Ning Que became more and more puzzled and asked, "Then you know I am Tangren, why aren't you angry?"

The woman took back the bow and arrow and said expressionlessly: "If you can't beat it, you have to admit defeat. What's so angry about this?"

Ning Que scratched his head and said, "It seems...it makes sense to say that."

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This is the first time Ning Que and Mo Shanshan have seen the deserted man. Through a brief contact and dialogue, the two discovered that the deserted man is not the rumored monsters who can eat stones and drink iron. Just like them, they need to hunt and can talk and talk.

, wearing clothes and running around for life every day, ordinary people can't be more ordinary.

The woman in the desert ignored them and pulled out the feather arrow from the snow rabbit, carefully watched the wear of the arrow cluster, then grabbed the snow ball, wiped the blood stains on the rabbit's body, and threw them into the bag behind her.

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Mo Shanshan looked at her quietly and suddenly asked, "Why are you coming to the south?"

At this time, it was Ning Que's turn to look at her.

He came to this wilderness occupied by the deserted people very clearly. It was not for the temple or the peace of the Central Plains. He went to find the Heavenly Book, and of course he didn't want to deal with these deserted people who were not easy to mess with.

The woman from Huang looked at her and said, "Why can't you come?"

Mo Shanshan said: "This is someone else's place."

The woman said, "Many years ago, this place was our hometown. It was only after we left that we were occupied by those barbarians. Why can't we come back?"

Mo Shanshan looked at her and asked her very seriously: "But the grassland barbarians have lived here for so many years and have lived here for generations. Now that you have occupied their land, how can they survive?"

Ning Que looked at her and thought to himself that although you are a genius in the Taoist practice, how could you ask such an idiotic question?

The woman from the desert looked at Mo Shanshan like an idiot and said, "If we don't take it back, how can we survive?"
To be continued...