Nightfall Chapter 86: The cursive script on the cloud
Countless guards and sergeants of the Great River Nation poured into the square in front of the temple. The darkness was covered with long swords like a forest. The formation looked terrifying, so they wanted to attack Ning Que.
Wang Shusheng raised his right hand and signaled everyone to stay calm and restless. He looked at Ning Que and said with no expression on his face: "Looking at it from the monarch, the Tang people really don't make sense."
Ning Que smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Master Shusheng, please tell me."
Wang Shusheng frowned and said: "Since you have no interest in my female disciple, why do you interfere with her marriage?"
Ning Que said: "Because I know she categorically refused to marry the monarch of your country."
Wang Shusheng said: "Why do you say that?"
Ning Que said: "My elder brother and I are the closest people to her, and I know she doesn't want to marry."
Wang Shusheng shouted in a deep voice: "I am her teacher and raised her since childhood. Are you and Li Shao these two outsiders closer to her than I am?"
Ning Que spread his hands and said, "Look, I know that Shanshan never thinks you are the closest person, but you don't know, then who is closer to her, who understands her heart better, isn't it? Obvious thing?"
Wang Shusheng didn’t want to engage in such boring conversations, and said indifferently: “I don’t know how you can escape from the Xiling Temple, but since you are in front of me, don’t think about leaving again.”
Ning Que had seen Wang Shusheng’s unexpected look before. At this time, listening to him say this, he knew that Xiling Temple was very tight about his escape from Taoshan. I’m afraid that even the academy doesn’t know where he is now. No one knew that Sangsang was taken by him, but the whole world should know about it after today. What really made him feel puzzled and vigilant was that the words of Shusheng unabashedly revealed the killing intent.
"What does Master Shusheng mean by this?"
Wang Shusheng did not answer his question, and the emotion in his eyes became lighter and weaker. After the killing intent, he was absolutely indifferent. He thought that Ning Que would be killed. It is to solve the problem for Haotian.
He is not a subject, and he doesn't know the complicated relationship between Ning Que and Haotian, but he is a strong man at the pinnacle of fate, he has an intuition about everything in the world, and he feels very accurate.
Looking at the look of the silver-haired old man in front of the temple, Ning Que quickly figured out the reason. His body suddenly became cold, not because of fear, but because he had to calm himself.
Suddenly hearing about Shanshan's marriage in Kyoto, he naturally wanted to react. It's just that he didn't expect such a big noise to happen—he couldn't really kill the Monarch Dahe directly, as Sangsang said. After all, Dahe had good relations with Tang for generations. The old man in front of him is Shanshan's teacher, but if the other party wants to kill himself, then he will choose the toughest counterattack without hesitation.
Ning Que respected the old man in front of the temple, not because he was Shanshan's teacher, but because his surname was Wang. Respected by the world as a book saint, he is a master of the Taoist priest who is as famous as his master Yan Se.
Wang Shusheng is a senior and the strongest in the field of Fudao. Of course, he must be respected, but any Fudao who has been immersed in Fudao for a long time has his own pride. He is also included.
Ning Que didn't want to die, he was very proud of his talisman, so today is the battle of Dahe State Palace. It is inevitable, even if he will lose in the end, he will never give in.
"Teacher Yan Se once mentioned that Master Shusheng was in the realm of Taoism, and he told the boy. If you have the opportunity to work with Taoism, you must not miss it."
Ning Que said: "Please enlighten me, Mr."
Wang Shusheng said: "If Yanse is still in the world. Or you can fight with me, you can't."
Ning Que said sternly: "Mr.'s words are absurd."
Wang Shusheng said calmly: "Where is the error?"
Ning Que said: "Whether it is a mule or a horse, you always have to take two steps."
Wang Shusheng was startled by the sudden change in his tone, and his face became extremely ugly.
The faces of the guards are also ugly, and the emotions in their eyes are very complicated, because they already know the identity of Ning Que-Dahe has been close to Tang for generations, and the relationship is too close. The college is not only the pride of Tang, but also faintly. Become the pride of Dahe people-Mochi Garden is of course also the pride of Dahe country, and Shanzhu is even more so. So Mr. Thirteen of the Academy who once shared a good story with Shanzhu naturally has a very high status in the hearts of Dahe people. Today he has become an enemy.
This person dared to threaten the monarch and came to break the marriage. Of course Dahe people were angry, but if he really didn’t show up, Dahe people would also feel disappointed. At this time, seeing him appear, besides being angry, he was a little bit happy. This emotion is really complicated and hard to describe in words.
Ning Que didn't know what his appearance meant to Dahe citizens, and what kind of complicated mental stimulation it brought them. He looked at the book saint in front of the temple and took a step forward.
At this time, he and the Book Sage were separated by a distance of tens of feet, and they were facing each other far away. Although it was only a small step forward, it meant that the battle was about to begin.
The guards and soldiers evacuated the square and poured into the main hall, protecting the monarch from the crowd. At this moment, no matter how complicated the emotions were, they turned into tension, and the palace became silent.
Wang Shusheng is a superb powerhouse in the world. He has reached the pinnacle of life knowing many years ago. Ning Que is not an ordinary person. Not to mention the ability he learned in the academy. The talent of the Talisman is also known to the world, if not There is also a woman in the world named Mo Shanshan, who is the youngest rune master in the world.
There has always been a saying in the spiritual world that in the battle of the same realm, the talisman is naturally invincible. From this, you can imagine the deep horror of the talisman. Then what will the battle of the two gods be like?
You know, there hasn’t been a rune master fight in the world for many years.
The winter breeze in Kyoto is not cold, with only a slight coolness, passing by the flowers and trees inside and outside the imperial city, coming to the square in front of the palace, and coming to Ning Que.
Ning Que raised his right arm solemnly and began to write in the wind.
The character he wrote is very simple, with only two strokes, one stroke on top and one stroke on the bottom, straight and corresponding, as if they would never touch, but never separate.
It is exactly the first rune he has mastered: the second character.
This magic rune was born out of the well character of Master Yan Se. Although it is not like the well character that can cut everything in the world before Ning Que’s finger, it even cuts the space directly in the final battle against Guangming. But it fits him or the academy's temperament perfectly, full of a tyrannical meaning.
Two sharp auras, summoning the vitality of heaven and earth. Wreaked havoc in the Dahe State Palace.
The petals of the flowers and trees in the imperial garden fell, and the twisted trees **** by the gardener suddenly recovered. There were two looming traces on the bark, but the scratches on the surface of the bronze crane in front of the temple were like that. Deep and deep, you can see the new copper color in the nicks, and the bright is like gold.
Fu Yi fell in front of the temple, suddenly tightened, overflowing with a fierce and terrifying aura, several white hairs were falling in the wind, Wang Shusheng's face was still calm. He took a pen from his sleeve and drew it in the wind.
The pen kept trembling in the wind, and the look of the book sage became extremely solemn, and the sky over Kyoto was clear. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind whizzing up, rolling in countless clouds, the palace suddenly became extremely dark, and the clouds continued to scroll and disturb, appearing particularly violent. In the meantime, the word "town" appeared faintly!
Being respected by the world as a book sage, he has his own extraordinary features. His practice of Talisman is different from that of ordinary Talismans. In addition to comprehending its form from the world, it is unimaginable that he has his own destiny.
His destiny is the pen in his hand, which looks very ordinary. About the length of an ordinary person's forearm, it looks like a household character who writes big characters. He lifts a pen to write in the wind. It's really big.
Ordinary Talismans use the power of thought as the pen, and the ink as the ink, and write the characters to nature. When the nature understands, there will be heaven and earth vitality. Become countless magical methods.
And he uses his life as a pen, dipping countless heaven and earth vitality in the wind as ink. He doesn't need to let nature understand his meaning, because he is using his own meaning to command nature!
Suddenly a word of town in the clouds, there was a coercion towards the town in the palace, and the two fierce charms released by Ning Que suddenly became a bit stagnant, no longer as strong as before.
Ning Que looked at the old man writing in the wind with the pen in the temple premises, and said that he was worthy of being a book sage.
After Wang Shusheng wrote the word for town, the pen was still moving, and the winter wind lingering in the palace conveyed the brushwork to the clouds in the sky. The clouds again writhed uneasy, and countless scribbles slowly emerged.
This cloud is like a piece of paper, and the book sage writes among the clouds.
Countless extremely complex and unfathomable fuyis descended from the cloud head and attacked Ning Que's body.
Even if Liu Bai is resurrected, facing these fuyis, he will find it a little tricky, because those handwritings are too scribble, those fuyis are constantly changing, and I don’t know the meaning, how can it be broken?
Ning Que is an exception, because he is also a calligrapher and a world-famous calligrapher. He was shocked when he looked at the scribbled writing on the cloud and gave birth to endless praise.
"What a crazy story!"
Being able to recognize this cursive script does not mean that it can be broken, because this is a wild cursive that spreads the spirit of the book writer to the fullest, and the first thing is the momentum and tolerance!
Ning Que is no longer talented in Fu Dao, and it has only been a few years since he enlightened Dao. It was even last year that he became a rune master. In this regard, how can he be a book master who has been immersed in Fu Dao for many years?
It can't be broken with momentum and tolerance, so how to break it? What word should he write?
Feeling the meaning of the wild grass falling from the clouds, Ning Que collected his fingers in the winter breeze, grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, drew out the heavy iron knife, and slashed towards the cloud full of words. !
A knife left!
Stab to the right!
The Yi character appears again!
If you rely solely on the realm of Fuyi, even Ning Que’s most powerful Yi character, there is no way to break this cursive script in Yunjian, but he uses the original meaning of Yi instead of Fuyi!
Ning Que’s characters are always so simple. They don’t need to be written in cursive script at all. The Yi characters he writes cannot be written in cursive script because the original meaning of the word Yi is to mow the grass!
Many people think that the word "Yi" means killing people like grass. In fact, it is only an extended meaning. At the beginning of the creation of human characters, the word "Yi" was used to weed the grass in the field.
You wrote a big mad grass on the cloud.
Then I have to cut you twice.
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