Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 56: Meeting of enemies and hatreds on the snow cliff

Even those devout Haotian believers kowtowed around Taoshan, there is always a direction. However, there is no treasure map in this story, no map stuck in the blood-burn, and only the important task is thrown on Ning Que's shoulders.

Regardless of the imperial court, and the second senior brother who was completely irresponsible.

So Ning Que's journey to the wasteland finally turned into a tangled and confused journey. In his opinion, if this journey was a practice, then those who were warming up around the fire in the Chang'an City Palace Warehouse

The guys are all old and uncultivated, which is really angering and can't tell how to speak.

I don't know how to speak or walk. In the first few days when I entered the northern foot of Tianqi Mountain, Ning Que and Moshan walked silently and boringly. He perfectly used his hunter skills to search for traces, but he still couldn't stand it for a night.

The difficulties caused by the tight north wind and the snowflakes are as big as the mat.

When he arrived at a mountain pass with a strong cold wind, Ning Que pretended not to see the furrowed eyebrows of the girl Talisman Master, forcibly stuffed her a warm talisman. When he was about to continue moving forward, he suddenly stopped.

Look upwards.

Mo Shanshan looked at his expression and thought that he might have seen something snow-capped sheep again. He couldn't help but want to ejaculate for dinner. He couldn't help but shake his head gently, just feeling the warmth from his abdomen.

I mean, nothing said.

Ning Que did not take a bow and arrow to hunt, but slowly frowned. He sat down in the snow, closed his eyes and sent the mind power from the sea of ​​consciousness out of his body, and began to sit quietly and perceive the breath of the surrounding heaven and earth.

The cold wind rolled in the snow, and soon a thin layer was accumulated on his clothes. Mo Shanshan looked at his appearance and was a little worried and confused. He wanted to reach out to dust off the snow for him, but in the end he did not move.

At that moment, Ning Que felt a familiar breath coming from the depths of Tianqi Mountain. With his current realm, it is logically impossible to sense things beyond such a long distance, but that

The breath of wiping suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, which means that it was not that he sensed the aura, but that the aura deep in the Tianqi Mountains ignored the snow piao in Wanli and took the initiative to find him.

This analysis shocked him speechless, thinking that this is a great practitioner with such a state of strength, who can prepare to feel his existence through such a long distance? Could it be that this is the legendary infinite distance? Is this a piece of film?

Is there really a saint-like existence that crosses the five realms in the vast mountains?

In order to make sure that there was no deviation in his perception, he sat down without hesitation and began to close his eyes and think quietly. As his mental power was concentrated and his mind was released in the sea of ​​consciousness, the breath from afar became clearer and clearer.

, like snowflakes in the wind, came over thousands of mountains, gently fell on his body, covered his clothes, and slowly and unstoppablely penetrated into the skin on his cheeks and mouth and nose.

A strong aura that is unimaginable is coming from afar and instantly occupying your sea of ​​consciousness. Faced with this situation, even a person like Dao Chi, I am afraid that the first thought arises in my mind will be far away.

Avoid.

Ning Que did not escape, but sat down and perceived quietly, because as mentioned earlier, this terrifying and powerful aura made him feel very familiar, and it could even be said to be close. However, the problem is that no matter how he recalls it, he can't remember it.

In the past two years, I have met a great practitioner with such an aura.

That aura is strong and not overbearing. Although it is not overbearing, it is particularly proud. It is like a cedar that survives stubbornly at the top of the snow peak. It is covered with thousands of years of snow but refuses to bend down. It overlooks the sentient beings under the peak. It is disdainful.

Take a look at the sky.

Ning Que closed his eyes and quietly felt the smell in this breath. Suddenly, a bright light flew over, and many pictures suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was the beautiful and peaceful meadow in front of the academy, and it was countless in the old place.

Books that are disdainful to be understood by the world are the big white goose that proudly feeds fish in the back mountain, the ancient crown on the second senior brother's head, the flowers that the eleventh senior brother is staring at, and the sword at the foot of the academy mountain

It is like pointing straight to the woods in the sky.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked into the depths of the distant mountains, feeling the calm and persistent hidden in the aura, for some reason, and almost burst into tears, because... the familiar breath retained the pride of the master.

With obsession, but without any information, it finds itself just because it also feels that it has a very familiar smell. It does not want to continue to stay in this mountain, it wants to return to its most familiar place.

Want to go home, want to go back to the academy.

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When Ning Que woke up, the wind and snow had stopped and a very thick layer of snow had accumulated on his body.

He looked over there silently for a long time, understood some things, and firmed up some things, and suddenly asked, "Do you feel that breath?"

Thick snowflakes fell down their clothes.

Mo Shanshan kept guarding him silently, not knowing what was going on with him. Hearing his problem, Mo eyebrows slowly frowned, shook his head and said, "I didn't feel anything."

Ning Que stood up, patted the snow off his clothes, carried his heavy luggage, and said, "Let's go."

Mo Shanshan asked, "Where to go?"

Ning Que pointed to the distant mountains where the powerful aura of pride came into being and said, "Go there."

Mo Shanshan said: "We don't have a map."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "The people in Chang'an City asked me to come over because they knew I didn't need a map."

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The snow road is difficult, no matter how difficult it is, it is not as difficult as climbing to the sky. Ning Que, who is determined to be firm, walked firmly in that direction with the book-minded girl who is determined to be firm. Without spending too much time, he came to a steep cliff.

After half a day, they climbed over the steep cliff. The two stood on the snow cliff. A gust of wind came towards them. It was not as gentle as the cold snow wind in the cold winter, but like a spring.

The snow cliff is very long. The two of them walked along the way. After a while, they discovered the source of the spring breeze. Below the end of the snow cliff is a large and deep valley. I don’t know if it is because of geothermal heat or hot springs.

The valley is not big, but it is a green broad-leaved forest inside. It looks green at first glance, which contrasts sharply with the cold white and black world on the snow cliff.

Mo Shanshan was stunned by the green that came into view. After a long silence, she subconsciously looked back at Ning Que, because this was the direction he pointed. She couldn't figure out why Ning Que could know the depths of the Tianqi Mountains.

What kind of valley will there be? At the beginning, he was still so worried because he didn't have a map.

Ning Que's expression was not much calmer than her. He stared at the green valley, staring at the faint spring water deep in the valley, feeling the familiar breath becoming more and more concise and real, and it was hard to suppress itself.

Be nervous.

Because of that breath, he has been silent these days. At this moment, he finally confirmed that he had made no mistake. After a sudden sudden and sudden nervousness, he became absolute relaxation from body to mind.

Standing on the snow cliff, he suddenly shouted to Qingqing Valley: "Zhang Wuji, where are you?"

The sound echoed in the valley for a long time before it gradually disappeared.

Mo Shanshan looked at him expressionlessly, probably thinking about what this guy was going crazy again.

Ning Que looked at her and said softly: "I think we have found the mountain gate of the Demon Sect."

Mo Shanshan looked slightly cold and frowned and said, "It's that simple?"

Ning Que looked at the valley below the snow cliff silently, shook his head, and said, "There are many seemingly difficult things in this world. As long as you can figure out the connection, it will become very simple."

Mo Shanshan shook his head in a simple and straightforward manner and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Ning Que looked at her and asked, "Do you know who was the senior who found the Demon Sect Mountain Gate and then cut the Demon Sect Mountain Gate into ruins with a single sword?"

Mo Shanshan continued to shake his head: "The teacher didn't tell me, it seemed that he didn't want to say it."

Ning Que said: "I don't know who he is. I can probably guess who he is, but I can confirm that he has a relationship with me. Because of this relationship, it became very easy for me to find the Demon Sect Mountain Gate."

Hearing his words, Mo Shanshan's eyes gradually lit up, and he probably guessed who the senior he was talking about was, but since he didn't say it out loud, she didn't continue.

"Prince Longqing should be in the mountains too," she reminded.

Ning Que shook his head and said, "If the temple knew the location of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, why did the deserted people not come before they went south? And according to my estimate, there should be no good things left in this valley. The temple asked Prince Longqing and others to come to the wasteland.

I’m afraid that we have the same mind as the academy and let us practice for a while.”

Mo Shanshan blinked his eyebrows and said quietly: "Sometimes, practice is a matter between two people."

Ning Que did not misunderstand the meaning of her words. After understanding the meaning of this sentence, he said after a moment of silence: "If Longqing had to defeat me, he could fulfill his Taoist heart, do you think I would give him such a chance?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head and said, "There are often forced things to practice."

Ning Que said seriously: "Everyone is a righteous person. Where can we shout and kill when we meet? Besides, Tianqi Mountain is so big, how can we encounter it so easily?"

As soon as the words were finished, a person's voice suddenly came from the other end of the snow cliff. The person's voice contained a very complicated emotion, some were surprised, some were confused, and some were firm, and finally formed peace.

"I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

Ning Que and Mo Shanshan looked back and saw a person sitting on the other side of the snow cliff hundreds of feet away.

Because the temperatures on both sides of the snow cliff were completely different, the man's right half was covered with thick snow, and the black clothes on the left half were all covered with snow. It looked like he was sitting on the dividing line between the two worlds

On it, half wind, snow, half spring, half dark and half bright, it looks extremely strange.

With the sound, the man's body covered with thick snow slowly decomposed and slid down. His perfect cheek seemed a little vicissitudes and haggard because of the invasion of wind and frost. His clean and dust-free black Taoist robe was also covered with dirt, especially loose.

The black hair on his shoulder made him look a little embarrassed.

But his expression was still calm, with awe-inspiring glory, like a Son of God.

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This world is so big that when you grow up, you hold the power and become famous all over the world. But you want to find the little girl who licked you with lollipops in your neighbor's house. She has been finding death but still has no news about her.

But this world is also very small. Maybe when you eat a bowl of unclean braised and cooked, and when you go to the street entrance to squat the toilet, you will suddenly encounter the shameless scum who competed with you for the lollipops of a neighbor's little girl when she was a child.

The Buddhist sect says that love is separated, and the meeting between enemies and hatreds is about the sufferings of the world. However, life is all suffering. Therefore, when we live in the world, we often have to leave the people you love and then constantly meet the people you hate.

After the mountain climbing test on the second floor of the academy, in the eyes of the top figures in the secular society and in the eyes of those who practice the world, Ning Que and Prince Longqing are destined to be their lifelong enemies.

And they do hate each other.

So no matter how big the world is or how big this vast Tianqi Mountain is, they will inevitably meet.

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To be continued...