Nightfall Chapter 21: Look at each other and weary (Part 1)

Sangsang looked at the moon in the night sky—when the moon was lapsed, she was as strong as she had been in countless years. When the moon was full, she felt an unprecedented weakness, or she felt her own weakness in the kingdom of God. The person once said that the moon is full of clouds, and people have misfortunes and blessings, so what does she have?

From the moment she fell into the snowy peak of the far north, she wanted to leave the world and return to her own country because she felt danger. Whether she is in the kingdom of God or in the world, she is very dangerous. However, the door of the kingdom of God had been destroyed that day, how could she go back?

Tonight on Taoshan, different people look at the same moon, thinking about different things, some want to leave, some want to stay, but don't know if they want to meet.

She stood on the terrace behind the Temple of Light for a long time, until the bright moon disappeared, and the sky above the east of the group was white, and the morning light shone on her body, but she still did not leave.

Slightly shining towards the clouds, she was blown away by wind from nowhere, revealing the warm red sun. She was bathed in the sun, slowly squinting her eyes, her expression peaceful and beautiful.

She is the rule of this world, and also the ruler of this world. She has fallen into the world and gradually becomes a mortal. She doesn't need to practice, she just needs to bask in the sun. Although the red sun does not know whether it is true or false, the light and heat are real, and are her source of strength. As for the drinks and dishes, for her, they are only the nutrients needed by the body, or more of the weak consciousness. need.

Now she is very plump, or it can be said that she is very fat, and her body is supporting the blooming green clothes. She is very white and tall. It is completely different from the appearance in the past 19 years, but her eyes have not changed. , Still slender like willow leaves, with extremely clear eyes.

She squinted her eyes and became thinner, like the willow leaves on the bank of Yanming Lake in Chang'an City. This does not mean that she really closed her eyes. She still looked at all the scenery in front of her.

The red sun leaping out of the morning glow, the silky clouds in the wind, the thin waterfalls between the cliffs, appeared in her bright eyes. She saw the birds going back and forth between the cliffs, and the young children in the distant mountains. The beast, saw a reef appearing from the sea in the extreme distance, and saw the heat of the sun turning the sea into steam.

All these pictures represent the rules at play. The rules of this world cannot be shaken and appear to be so stable. Therefore, the world also appears to be so stable. The distribution of the vitality of the heavens and the earth and all matter is so uniform. She is the rule, so she I feel very satisfied.

She still has no expression on her face, but in the deepest part of her eyes, she seems to be able to see the look similar to the human intoxication, she is intoxicated in the harmony between the world and herself.

She continued to stand on the terrace at the back of the Temple of Light, looking at the constantly changing but in fact the unchanging scenery, and never left until the night came again and the moonlight shed again.

The moon tonight has changed compared with last night. She doesn't like this change.

The moon is full of cloudy, sunny, and lacking. She has no good fortune, but she feels the breath of birth, old age, sickness and death. This is the breath that she hates very much, because it is the breath that only humans can feel.

Because of this feeling of disgust, the scenery behind the Temple of Light suddenly became less stable. She became disgusted. The sounds of wind blowing in the forest, like thunder in her ears, and waterfalls falling. Entering the clouds seemed silent, but in her ears it seemed that someone was beating the war drums. The quietness she liked could no longer be quiet, just as she would throw all the wine jars behind her under the cliff. She couldn't change the fact that the spirits in those jars had been drunk by her.

"I plan to go for a walk."

She looked at the bright moon in the night sky and said.

Two girls in white clothes knelt behind her, shocked and unable to speak. After they came to Taoshan, they had never seen the saint leaving the Temple of Light, and the people in the temple of Xiling had never seen the true face of the saint. Door, why is she leaving suddenly, where is she going?

In the early morning of the second day, a very ordinary carriage stopped in front of the Temple of Light.

The **** horse poked its head out of the temple and looked at the two Xiling horses in front of the car. There were countless killing intents in the eyes, and he wanted to let the two horses retreat knowing the difficulties, so that he could create something Kind of opportunity.

She walked over from the depths of the temple and glanced at it.

The **** horse hurriedly backed up a few steps, bent his front hoofs, and knelt on the frozen temple floor, grinning silly, looking extraordinarily submissive, even a little servile.

She got into the carriage and began to close her eyes and rest. A girl in white was waiting in the carriage, and a girl in white wielded a horse whip, drove away from the Temple of Light and drove down to Taoshan.

The more ordinary the carriage, the more conspicuous it is in the solemn temple, but the magic is that no priest or deacon saw the carriage, and no one heard the hoof and the whip of the girl in white. The sound, the carriage quietly came down to Momoyama like a ghost.

The horse-drawn carriage did not stop at the foot of the mountain, but continued on, traveling more than ten miles of mountain roads, running over the stone bridge over the creek, to a small town, and then stopped at a shop opposite the town hall before.

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Ning Que woke up very early in the morning. He first practiced a set of swords to warm up, then sat cross-legged in the morning mist, and after a moment of meditation, he began to breathe and breathe, borrowing the abundant heaven and earth vitality into his body. , Became his own awe-inspiring, the whole process was carried out very carefully.

The morning mist was still not clear when he received his work. He walked up the path behind the Hall of Books. A faint fragrance of flowers came in the mist, and he couldn't help being refreshed. At this time, the red sun completely jumped out of the morning glow, and the fog in the mountains disappeared suddenly, and he realized that there were thousands of trees and peach blossoms beside him, and he frowned in disgust.

Back when the Master drank and climbed the mountain and cut all the peach blossoms. Since then, the peach blossoms here have never been bloomed again. However, this spring, the Wannianchang lamp in the Temple of Light was suddenly extinguished, and the peach blossoms bloomed unconsciously. Never thanked it again, even if it was late summer.

He loves the peach blossoms in front of the academy because they are the tree species the Master brought back from Taoshan. He doesn't love the peach blossoms at Xiling Temple, because it represents the departure of the Master and that matter.

There is a vague path in the depths of the peach blossoms. I don't know where to go. Ning Que walks there. Suddenly he feels the mountain breeze is suddenly cold, and the petals are trembling on the branches, as if the winter is coming in an instant.

Thousands of trees and peach blossoms conceal an amazing formation. No wonder the teacher used these peach blossoms when climbing. Ning Que understood this matter and decided to quit immediately.

With his current state and attainments on the Talisman, he is not deep into the battle at this time, and it shouldn't be difficult to withdraw. If he wants to continue to move forward and break out of the battle, he can't even think about it.

However, at this moment, he suddenly sensed a familiar breath in the full mountain of peach blossoms, and even vaguely understood the thoughts of these peach blossoms. He didn't have any research on the formation method, but he also understood that this is broken. The key to the formation is that this peach blossom is open to him.

If you change to someone else, you will definitely be shocked by this sudden change, and then have the idea of ​​temporarily retreating, but he didn't, because he soon wanted to understand the reason.

Manshan peach blossoms are in full bloom because of her, how can you stop him?

Clothes and peach blossoms are rubbed against each other, falling in bursts, powder fragrant pieces, no need to look for directions, and no need to pay attention to the powerful formations in the peach blossoms, just walk with the peach blossoms and his feelings, not long , He walked past this peach blossom that was extremely dangerous for practitioners.

There is a cliff outside the peach blossoms.

He stood by the cliff and looked at the towering temples above, only to realize that he had come to the mountainside, and then his gaze fell on the opposite side and found that there was still a cliff there.

The cliff on which he is standing is part of Momoyama, and the cliff opposite is also part of Momoyama. It is clearly under several temples, but it is independent of Momoyama for some reason.

The two cliffs are separated by a distance of several tens of feet. There is no bridge or anything in between except the mountain breeze. Below it, the clouds and mist are lingering, and there is a faintly cold atmosphere. I don't know how deep it is.

The distance of tens of feet is not far away for practitioners, especially for practitioners of Demon Sect. However, looking at the ground by the cliff and the moss on the opposite cliff, probably no one has ever been here before, and never No one has appeared on the opposite cliff, and the two cliffs have never connected.

The two cliffs have looked at each other in silence for countless years.

There was a yin wind blowing from below the cliff, and the clouds were slightly scattered. Something faintly appeared on the cliff on the opposite side. Ning Que's eyesight was very good, and she saw it as if it were rows of stone windows. He was a little uncertain, and continued to watch. When the next mountain breeze came, the clouds dispersed again and found that there were stone windows on the cliff.

Could it be that this is the secluded pavilion used by the legendary Xiling Temple to detain apostate repeat offenders?

He looked at the cliff opposite, frowning slightly.

He watched for a while, then suddenly closed his eyes, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes,

It's not that I sympathized with those demon sect predecessors who died in the Youge for thousands of years, nor did it think of the great priest of Guangming who had been imprisoned in the Youge for more than ten miles, and therefore think of the first teacher Yan Se. It is not because of that. The faint smell of blood and gloomy aura from the stone windows of the cliff is pitiful.

But because his eyes hurt.

Clearly there is nothing in front of him except the cliff and mountain wind, but at the previous moment, there seemed to be an invisible finger, gently touching his eyes.

The power is very gentle, but the eyes are the most delicate part of a person. Although he is almost full of breath, he also feels the tingling pain, and tears can hardly be restrained.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the cliff again, then closed his eyes, and began to cry again, this time he shed more tears, because the force that fell in the eye was stronger.

He confirmed that the breath that touched his eyes came from the cliff. He knew that if he insisted on watching, then the strength of that cliff's counterattack would become stronger.

There is a large formation between the cliffs, which can prevent anyone from spying on You Pavilion. Whether standing tens of meters away like Ning Que, or standing thousands of miles away, as long as you look at this cliff, you will Eyes were touched. No one can avoid it, because when you look at it, it is not your eyes falling on the cliff, but the image of the cliff entering your eyes, and the power of this formation will follow.

The name of this team is striking.

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