Nightfall Chapter 166: I am invincible in the Chang’an war (Part 2)
There are many serfs living at the bottom of the Tiankeng in the Western Wilderness. They serve the monks in the Xuankong Temple and maintain the existence of that society. In Haotian’s eyes, the human beings living on the ground are actually serfs. It's an ant-like existence, repeating a boring life without complaint.
It's just that in the past tens of thousands of years, there are always a few mavericks in the ant colony that, for various reasons or no reason, decided to temporarily look away from the leafy soil and look towards the blue sky.
Seeing the blue sky, the lives of those ants will change greatly. Some ants yearn for seeing it, some are angry because of the distance of the sky, and some are afraid because they see it, so they tremble and surrender in the soil, grateful for the gift of the sky.
But no matter what kind of ending, those ants are no longer ordinary ants. In a sense, they have left the category of ants because they can fly.
Master and Ke Haoran are undoubtedly the two most incredible flying ants in countless years. Ning Que said that the master is a flying ant. He is not laughing at each other, but expressing his respect.
"In fact, there is one thing I haven't figured out. You have long been extraordinary, and your eyes are not in the world. Then why don't you put your eyes on the blue sky again?"
Ning Que looked at the other side of Changjie and asked for advice.
"The philosophy of Taoism and academy has never been connected. My views are different from those of the Master. Any beginning must have an end, and any cycle must have an end. This is the true cycle."
The voice of the subject came from the wind and snow.
"It's like the city of Chang'an where the Master stayed in the world, dead from the sky. No matter how strong it is, it is just a pool of stagnant water. Also like the character you write now, it is ferocious, but there is no way back, so I can’t talk about it. If you are mellow, there is no choice, so how can you stop me?"
Ning Que looked at the wind and snow and said, "There is no choice. Isn't it freedom?"
The subject said: "No choice is not no choice."
The breath and the formation are constantly colliding. There are countless very thin and sharp lines on Suzaku Avenue, and the streets are often bursting with light bubbles. Snow is broken.
The voice of the subject got closer in the wind and snow.
"Even with the blessing of the Shocking God Formation, as weak as you, it is impossible to hold this city. According to your temperament. You should have fled a few days ago, but you were still on the street, which surprised me a bit ."
"The teacher left this city to me, so I had to stay in this city. And if I understood earlier, maybe the Shocking Formation had been restored two days ago."
Ning Que said: "And unfortunately, she has been in Chang'an for too long in the past few years. I am too lazy to let her do everything. As a result, she has traveled too many places. There is too much breath left. From this perspective, the current danger in Chang'an City is the responsibility of our husband and wife."
"You are right. If it was before, I might have escaped from Chang'an, but since it was her and me responsibility. And she is dead now, then I have to stay and carry it, because she is mine Wife, this account must always be recognized."
The viewer knew who he was talking about, and said: "Even if you know you can't keep it?"
"Because I know, I have to keep it. If I know I can't keep it, I still have to keep it."
Ning Que said: "This is my guardian."
After saying this, he looked at the figure that became clearer and clearer in the wind and snow. He clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, bent his left knee slightly, his body as tight as a bow, and swung the knife down.
He understood that what the subject said was correct.
He hasn't found the word yet, and he can't perfectly mobilize the Shocking Array.
The only magic rune he knew before was the two-character, which represented cutting and absolute stubbornness, but it also represented parallel opposition, and it was difficult to connect with the surrounding world.
Last night he realized the X character. Those two parallel lines intersected and began to communicate. So he could borrow the power of the world from the Shocking Array and possess the power of one of the five realms, but the four corners of the two lines Falling into the sky, but it is drifting away, unable to recycle, only gradually overflowing.
But he still wants to give it a try, because he doesn't believe anyone can fight against this thousand-year-old city.
Two knives broke through the wind and snow, and the whistling grew stronger.
The watcher's expression was tranquil, and once again he brushed his face with his palm.
The perfect combination of immeasurable and nirvana allowed him to integrate this war into another dimension.
The eye club in Ning Que's hand was hot like molten rock in a volcano.
He looked at the swaying figure of the Lord on Long Street, and the thought power in his body kept rushing out.
The lake is boiling, the blue bricks trembles slightly, and the vitality of the whole city of Chang'an seems to have been summoned by Ning Que to the Zhuque Avenue, rushing towards the viewer.
The sky above Chang'an City suddenly cleared. The snow clouds that had been lingering from last night to the present disappeared in a very short time, revealing the azure blue sky.
The pressure of a city bombarded the body of the master.
Almost at the same time, countless thunder fell from the sky and bombarded the city.
The watcher's figure is dimly disturbed in the wind and thunder.
The anger of Haotian and the power of the world, through the body of Guanzhu and Ning Que, truly collided together.
There is no falling snow, but there is falling snow, Blizzard.
There is no wind, but there is a howling wind, squally wind.
The whole city of Chang'an was shrouded in the violent collision of heaven and earth, and the surface of countless buildings was shaken out of cracks. Apart from the terrifying sound of wind and snow, no other sound was heard.
……
……
The wind and snow gradually stopped, and the clouds scattered across the wild came back a bit, and the sun on Chang'an City was a bit dim.
Suzque Avenue is quiet and silent, the watcher and Ning Que stand opposite each other.
The distance between them is no more than ten miles, only ten feet.
Ning Que could clearly see the face of the master.
He saw the scars on the master's face, the broken eyebrows and broken fingers.
The watcher came to him.
The small round stones on the street moved rustlingly, avoiding them on both sides.
Ning Que lowered his head and coughed, looking very painful, bloodshot from the corners of his lips.
Then he suddenly raised his head, looked at the subject, and punched out without warning.
His eyes are very calm at this time, so they are cruel.
Like a young male tiger staring at its prey on the grassland.
He stood on the spot and threw his fist, his fist came more than ten feet away and came to the front door of the master.
Since the practice of Haoran and the enchantment, his physical strength has become more and more terrifying, and his power has become more and more terrifying, so he has never worried about close combat, he has been waiting for the master to come before him.
The majestic fist is like a tiger claw protruding from the night.
Sharp and deadly.
……
……
Guanzhu raised his palm and held Ning Que's fist.
Ning Que's current fist can knock down a small building, but hitting the master's palm, it seems to hit the big mud in the depths of the wasteland, and it seems to have fallen into a sea.
Even Yu Lian's fist can't threaten the viewer, let alone Ning Que's.
The master smiled.
Ning Que's left hand held the eye club, suddenly bright.
The vitality of the heavens and the earth of Chang'an City, all poured into his body through the eye and pestle, and burst out from his fist!
……
……
(I will go to the annual meeting in Hangzhou tomorrow. I have not asked for leave. There will be updates. In addition, I will discuss with you. I will just scold me these days. I will try my best to pretend to be blind. Scolded, but please don’t involve family members and sub-pages, thank you.)