The night covers Chang'an City. The eternal lights in the corner of the imperial city spread a slightly yellow light to the ground. The dim light reflects the white snowflakes slowly fluttering in front of the red palace walls. The picture is very beautiful.

This is the most remote section of the moat. The snowflakes falling in the night sky will be silent when they fall on the river surface. In the quiet environment, the sound of the two people walking on the snow on the pine and snow becomes clearer.

Mo Shanshan gently disturbed the hair fluttering in front of his eyes, looked at the snowflakes dancing in front of the red palace wall, and said softly: "The river is far away in the south of the world, and it is almost impossible to see snow."

Ning Que thought of the distant country where the four seasons are like spring, and longed for it: "I really want to go and see it if I have the chance."

"The river is narrow and has few people, and its national strength is weak. The north is the powerful Southern Jin Dynasty. Its relationship with Yuelun has always been bad. However, it has been able to ensure peace and even prosperity for hundreds of years. Do you know why?

"

Ning Que shook his head.

Mo Shanshan looked at the Tang Dynasty palace in front of him and said calmly: "Because there is the Tang Dynasty in the world, there is this palace, because the river has been in good relations with your Tang Kingdom for generations, so although our two countries are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the country is not

In fact, the river has always been under the protection of your Tang Kingdom."

Ning Que knew very well that what she was talking about was the fact, but he didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this.

"Nan Jin and Yue Lun are very clear. If they do too much, if their army really invades Dahe, the soldiers and civilians of the Tang Dynasty and the Emperor in this palace will not stand by. Therefore, other countries in the world will not stand by.

We believe that the Tang Empire is an ambitious overlord and the root of war. Only the people of Dahe Country do not think so. For us, only the Tang Empire exists, and this dangerous and chaotic world is peaceful."

Mo Shanshan looked at him and said with a smile: "The world of a practitioner is actually never separated from the secular world. Only by being strong can one ensure peace between the Tang Kingdom and the river. What you have to do now is to make the Tang Kingdom become by strengthening yourself.

Be stronger than before.”

When Ning Que heard this, he finally understood that at noon, Shanshan guessed the hesitation and shaking in his mind on the street outside the Ministry of Rites, so he used the snowflakes in the palace wall to explain his words.

He shook his head and said, "Thank you for your understanding. Actually, I have almost figured it out. If you want peace in the world, you can't just avoid war. I just don't understand why a Buddhist master like Guanhai Monk is still

If you can't get rid of those thoughts of anger and ignorance, why do you have to come and fight me?"

"When seeing a high palace wall, people always want to go around behind the wall to see what stories there are. When seeing a mountain, people always want to climb up to see what scenery there is on the mountain."

Moshanshan pointed to the palace wall in the night on the moat and said, "The practitioners of the institute are also humans, they will be curious and yearn for them, and the group is proud of them, so this emotion will become stronger and stronger."

Ning Que listened to this passage and recalled the mood when he heard Chen Pipi discussing the real strong people in the world, and the heroic attitude he had developed when he saw several peaks on the other side of the sea of ​​clouds after successfully reaching the top that night.

"For practitioners, the end of the long path of cultivation in the world is the legendary unknowable land. They are awe of the unknowable land but are full of desire to approach or even surpass each other, and there is nowhere to be found for Zhishouguan and Hanging Temple.

If they go, they can only see the academy, so they must try to climb the academy peak."

In the snow, Ning Que and Moshan walked forward with a big black umbrella. The topic of the academy's entry into the world and being challenged ended. They looked at the thin ice on the surface of the moat, and looked at the hidden ones that entered the water.

Snowflakes often remain silent for a long time, and occasionally they will discuss Fudao calligraphy when they feel something.

They lived and died together for many days on the wasteland, and had a tacit understanding early. Recently, they often traveled side by side in Chang'an City. This tacit understanding was as the shoulders touched the shoulders, and the girl's hair occasionally floated across someone's nose and gradually penetrated deeper as the shoulders touched the lightly.

Every part of the body and even the mind, the common preference for rune calligraphy allows them to easily detect the intention of each other's eyes and gestures, and the joyful and peaceful mood gradually arises.

When I walked to a certain section of the moat, the snow gradually stopped.

Ning Que took the big black umbrella after taking over.

Mo Shanshan walked forward a few steps, then looked back at him. With this action, the black hair like a waterfall slipped from his shoulders, and the white skirt looked particularly beautiful in front of the red palace wall, just like the falling snowflakes before.

Then, then

Ning Que looked at her beautiful face and tightly pursed her lips as red as a thread. He found that her eyes did not drift at all, and she was unprecedentedly calm and focused, and she couldn't help but feel nervous inexplicably.

Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly and said, "I said in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate that I like you."

Ning Que was slightly stunned and squeezed out a sentence with some difficulty: "I remember."

Mo Shanshan looked up slightly, and his slightly round face looked particularly stubborn and proud: "I want you to like me too."

Ning Que's eyes passed through the girl's shoulders, looked at the red palace wall in the night, and found that there was nothing good to look at. Then he looked at the moat flowing slowly under the bridge of the boat, and found that it was in the night

The river water was like ink, and there was nothing good to look at, so he had to look at her face again and said seriously: "This is a very fair thing."

Mo Shanshan slowly lowered his head, looked at the tip of his shoes in front of the hem of the skirt, and said in a slight voice: "Do you like me?"

This time Ning Que really looked at the palace wall behind the girl, because the large red palace wall was already higher than his parallel sight, occupying most of the area in the night, and could serve as a good background curtain wall.

Then, then

Life is like a question, and Mo Shanshan is a bookworm, so it is also a question, and this is probably the most difficult question he has encountered in his life, so he needs to think carefully and repeatedly show a certain one in his mind.

These pictures have been used to determine the answer to this question.

By the thin blue sea, I saw the girl swaying gently in the wind on the branches in the morning, and the blue blue around her waist. Then I saw her casual and cold gaze all the way, looking at her

Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her cute little round face as she looked at her casting a half-dozen talisman, watching her fall from the air, and then she walked with her car and said about the calligraphy talisman until Wang Ting re-entered the north

He was walking alone in the snow. He had cooked fish by the lake and jumped forward among the stones all over the mountains and valleys. He carried her on her back and guided him. She said that she liked his big dark horse, liked his words, and then

When he was dying in front of the mountain, he said he liked him.

These scenes flashed quickly in Ning Que's mind on the red palace wall in front of him. The feelings he had touched and the things he had thought about occasionally appeared again. He could not confirm more things, but at least one

He could completely confirm something, and even if a girl said that first, he felt that it would be incorrect to delay the time even for a moment.

He looked at the mountain in front of him, looked at her sparse eyelashes with slightly trembling, and said surely: "I like it."

Mo Shanshan's body was slightly stiff. He did not look up to look at him, but walked directly to the bridge. She lowered her head and looked at the moat like ink, and looked at the calm face of Frozen in the river.

Smile.

The battle between Ning Que and Guanhai Monk in the main hall of Nanmen Daoguan did not cause any turmoil in the secular world. The practitioners who live in the streets and alleys are like Ning Que's eyes back then

The practitioners are like gods who eat wind, drink dew, and don’t eat the world’s fireworks flying around the clouds. However, whenever gods fight, as long as mortals are not willing to care much, they are actually unaware of it.

These things.

However, for all sects in the world of cultivation, the result of this battle was far-reaching. The failure of the elders of Lanke Temple to close their disciple Guanhai, not only once again proved that the academy was the highest peak that was unattainable on earth, but also made the academy thirteen.

Mr. Ning Que's name has truly entered the ranks of the so-called strong men.

"The monk Guanhai lived in seclusion in the deep mountains behind the Lanke Temple in his early years, and his reputation was not obvious, but even if I had to defeat him, it would be a little difficult. I didn't expect that Ning Que could beat him. It seems that he has made great progress in recent times.

Maybe I think that no one in Taoshan now thinks that he can win two consecutive wins by Longqing, which is all based on luck.”

In a dark room in the Xiling Temple, Ye Hongyu looked at the file she had just received, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face. For some reason, she did not wear the iconic red dress, but a simple Taoist robe.

Then, then

A subordinate of the Temple Judgment Department heard her say this and frowned slightly and retorted in a deep voice: "No one can deny the rapid progress of this Thirteenth Mr. Thunder, but he won the prince twice in a row, which was definitely a lucky chance. On the snow cliff

If the prince hadn't been at the critical moment of breaking the realm, how could he have successfully plotted against him?"

Ye Hongyu looked at the subordinate quietly and said, "Strike-up is also a kind of battle. Since it has become an enemy, do you still want the enemy to show tolerance and demeanor? As long as it is a battle, it is fair, and you must remember,

Haotian is also fair. A shameless guy like Ning Que can become a student on the second floor of the academy and be selected by Uncle Yan Se to become a successor. Then he must have something worth learning beyond his luck."

The subordinate of the ruling department did not dare to argue anymore, and lowered his head and responded. He went out to a tree by the cliff. He glanced at the simple stone house, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and said to his companion in a low voice.

Besides

"This trip to the wasteland, the temple was severely frustrated, and Prince Longqing may have died. We, the head of Ye, didn't know how powerful the enemy we met, were forced to fall into the realm. We were afraid that there would be no hope of entering the realm in this life.

But she still has to show such confident appearance in front of us. Don’t she know that this is both pitiful and ridiculous?”

During the trip to the wasteland, Ye Hongyu was indeed seriously injured, especially when she was given a meal technique by Liansheng, and finally forced herself to fall into the state and survive, which caused irreversible damage to her practice.

But after all, she is a Taoist ignorant, and her cultivation level is still in the upper realm of Dongxuan. She would not hear the private discussions outside the house. However, she was not angry, but just gently tidied up the big blue Taoist robe and then closed it silently.
Chapter completed!