Nightfall Chapter 121: The Book of Heaven is here, what will happen in the future

When Ning Que opened the old book gently in Huo Duo Di... Tao and breath slowly emerged from the yellow spider, this breath was calm and calm, as if it was not owned by the human world, it took a while He swayed up to the sky, as if he was going to disperse into the clouds of winter, and would never return to the page again.

Because this aura is too indifferent and quiet, it can't repel anything on the Winter Sky Wasteland, but it doesn't merge. Even the soft clouds and silks cannot merge. Fusion is not resistance and repulsion, it is just keeping the nature silently, it is unwilling to connect and touch.

Without contact with nature, there will be no mutual effects. It is still the quiet winter clouds and the wasteland frost forest. Even the most powerful practitioner in the world, it is impossible to discover the breath of this book.

But the sky is fine, because the blue or lead-grey sky is a mirror, a mirror that belongs to Haotian, which is omnipresent and omnipresent, so it can clearly reflect the appearance of that breath.

The dense and low-hanging clouds in the winter sky, like old cotton mattresses that are full of water, quickly reacted after the opening of the scriptures of the heavens and the Ming scrolls. The thick clouds were twisting and tearing violently. , And then entangled and swallowed each other, and finally separated from each other's area, becoming countless thousands of independent clouds.

The distant azure sky background is revealed among the countless thousands of clouds. It is precisely because of these backgrounds that these clouds have a clear sense of drape, turning them into countless silent rocks floating in the air.

Ning Que looked up at the marbles in the sky, remembering the hundreds of millions of oh-sacky strange rocks in the large array outside the Demon Sect Mountain Gate... If he realized something, he felt silent, feeling silent.

Somewhere in the black wasteland.

Ye Su is looking at the sky and watching the clouds, with his hands behind him, as if he has held the thin wooden sword, his head is raised high, as if he has been leaning against the thin wooden sword, and his clothes are very thin... As if to dance with the cold wind on the wasteland... The emotion on his face is also very thin, it is a thinness formed by a self-deprecating indifference.

Another place in the Black Wasteland.

Don is also looking at the sky and watching the clouds... With his hands hanging on his side, he clasped two firm stones tightly, his head tilted high, like a huge rock falling on the edge of a cliff, his leather jacket Very thick...No matter how hard the cold wind blows on the wasteland, but there is no trace, the expression on his face is also very thick, which is the thickness of Yihe Mingwu's calmness.

Heixi Wasteland is another place.

Xiahou lightly lifted the reins, slowly raised his right hand, signaled that the mysterious black armor around him stopped, and then he raised his head to look at the tens of thousands of clouds in the sky like hanging stones, it is hard to remember. The mountain gate that Nian Tao was able to see day and night for many years... thinking of a lot of things, a few traces of pain flashed over his deep iron complexion.

There are many people on the wasteland at this time, and none of them have the ability to touch the breath of calmness and tranquility leaked from the heavenly book, but they saw the vision in the sky, and saw those who were independent and silent and did not blend with the world. Cloud group.

So they were shocked... and then silent.

The oracle of the great priest is true.

The scriptures of the heavens and the Ming scrolls appeared in the wasteland.

Unfortunately, people in the world can know that the heavenly book is present by looking at the clouds, but they don't know where the heavenly book appears in the wasteland.

"Brother... Yin Ran Tianshu is in your hands, why don't you tell them Xian Tao?"

"They didn't ask me... and" I really didn't want to tell them. "

"It makes sense. No one can tell except the people in our college."

"Yeah, I told them that they will definitely come to grab, and I don't want to fight with them. I said, I'm not very good at fighting. The people in Xiahou are very strong, and it's hard to beat them. "

Ning Que noticed that what Big Brother said was not difficult, but just hard work, and couldn't help laughing out loud after being startled.

"Master, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just think you are a wonderful person, big brother."

"Oh? What's so great?"

"Everywhere is wonderful."

"Well, I don't understand this whisper."

"Big brother?"

"Master brother?"

"How do you close this book? You can't keep it so open and the sky's reaction is so strong. What if someone can find a trace to catch up?"

"Such things and things are generally divided into three steps, the first person..."

"Big brother."

"Master brother?"

"This book of heaven is weird. I took a look earlier and found that Shihai was too violently shaken. I wanted to vomit blood at this time, so I wanted to close it, and now I want to vomit blood even more when talking to you, so can I trouble you? Can you help?"

"Oh, I see.

"Big brother?"

"Master brother?"

"Why didn't you speak anymore?...

"Didn't you ask me to help? Jun Mo was easy to get angry when he talked to me when he was a child. At that time, he was just like you, saying he wanted to vomit blood. The so-called help, naturally just shut up."

"I'm talking about books...Of course, I will keep in mind the precautions for chatting with you, brother."

"Oh, I see."

A hand stretched out in the reddish fire. It was the hand of the big brother. The cover of the old book was extremely heavy to Ning Que, mixed with infinite sense of pressure and pressure. It was just a glimpse of the light that made him understand the sea shockingly, but he did not show any abnormalities under the hands of the master. With a light lift, the pages of the book were gently closed, and the tens of thousands of rock-like cloud clusters on the sky gradually dispersed, merged with each other, and returned to a gloomy stretch of wet cotton wool, covering the entire wasteland.

The powerhouses on the wasteland who sensed the celestial phenomena and raised their heads to look at the clouds remained silent for a long time, and then left in silence with complex emotions of emotion or confusion.

It’s getting late, and the extremely faint red sunset shines through the clouds, shining on the cold forest on the wasteland, and the small stream of Wenxi like a girl’s blue silk, reflecting countless golden threads, and a **** horse by the river. Jumping like an awkward monster sparrow, the beautiful girl charmmaster dressed in a white coat chased behind, and the color of the fire by the forest became darker and darker.

The big brother put the leftover potato skins by his feet and asked slowly: "I picked the Haoran sword?"

In the Demon Mountain Gate, Ning Que didn’t pick up the Haoran sword from the little uncle’s back then, but he knew what the big brother’s question really meant, so he nodded and said, “It’s not a real sword, but I picked it up."

The look on the face of the big brother looked very willing and happy, and Wei Wei said: "That's good.

After Ning Que was silent for a while, he asked very seriously: "Brother, why did you choose me to inherit the mantle of Uncle Master?"

The Book of Heaven and Ming Scroll has been in the academy. Of course, the academy will not compete with the world sects. It is only possible that it is because of the mottled sword marks left by the young master and the aura of wanting to return to the master. Those sword marks and breath represented the spirit and mantle of the little uncle, because the Demon Sect Mountain Gate was covered and kept out.

Decades later, the Mozong Mountain Gate opened in response to the time of the day. At this time, the empire and the academy changed into a fall practice plan, allowing Ning Que to lead the team to the wasteland. Now he naturally understands why. .

However, there are so many senior brothers and sisters in the mountains behind the academy. He has the lowest qualifications and has not met with the master. Naturally, he is not the most beloved. So why is the little uncle's mantle his turn? inherit?

"Because this is your chance for Junior Brother."

The big brother looked at him with a gentle expression, as if his clean eyes could directly see through his heart.

Ning Que murmured and repeated: "Chance?"

"What is chance? In the words of the teacher, it is the cause and effect that do not understand but exist naturally. However, the teacher does not believe in chance, but I believe that in my opinion, Master Liansheng, the temple for thousands of years, the deserted person Going south, it's all the same and so are you, Junior Brother."

The senior brother said: "You want to enter the academy, so you entered. Your majesty needs you to come to the wasteland. So you come. You can feel the aura of the little uncle. So you go. The night is coming, and the demon sect who has been sealed for decades The mountain gate opens in response to the weather, and you are there, so you enter. This does not need to be explained by reason, nor can it be explained, but it has its own cause and effect, so this is your chance, not mine, nor Junmo or It’s the chance of other juniors and sisters."

Ning Queran raised his head to look at the reckless snowy mountains in the distance, thinking that he left Chang'an when he was a child and grew up hard at the southern foot of Mengshan Mountain. After more than ten years, he went to the northern foot of Mengshan Mountain and became the youngest in the academy. His disciple, inheriting the mantle of the little uncle, seems to have something at play in it.

I don't know how long it took him to get rid of the inexplicable sentimentality, and when he turned his head, he ran into the big brother's clean and pure water-like gaze, he couldn't help but startled slightly, and then he felt sad.

When he mentioned things in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate to the big brother, he didn't mention the most secret part, which is the reason for the sadness. When he first met the big brother in the academy last spring, he used to fear the cleanliness of the other party and the breath that made people close enough to hide his sincerity. Now that he knows that the other party is his own big brother, he will definitely treat him sincerely. I will fear again, but I feel more and more struggling and painful.

Is it necessary to tell the big brother?

The sky is going to be night, the stars are out, and the black is about to cover the entire wasteland. The fire near the frosty forest looks brighter and brighter. When the swaying winter wind blows, Ning Que's face is dimmed.

Ning Que looked down at the fire in front of him. After a long period of silence, he finally made up his mind, and said in a tight voice, "Big Brother," Was the Master Uncle demon? So was killed by Tianzhu? "

The big brother looked at him quietly and said: "Yes."

Ning Que raised his head and asked, "Then I inherited the Yi Feng from the junior master..."

The big brother said with a smile: "Haoran sword has a great spirit, and Haoran spirit has a great intention. I have also learned the Haoran sword."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "No."

The big brother seemed to know what he was struggling with, waved his hand to stop him from continuing, smiled and said, "Master, if you really don't know how to deal with some things, then you have the opportunity to talk to the teacher in the future."

(In a resort, I was lucky. When many authors can’t access the Internet, I can do it, I can stand up to the dick, and I won’t break it tomorrow. It’s just that it’s really bad. If the writing is rougher, Please bear with me.

Then I strongly recommend the new book hall of the Skeleton Elves. The book number is Nai Chou Qiang, who is accustomed to the blood. What kind of story will I toss in the world of Xian Xia this time? I am also very curious. . )