"Mr. Jiu, how is the situation now?" Huang He, whose left and right faces are asymmetrical, also covered his face and asked in a low voice.

"Apart from Ning Que and Long Qing, there are only some crooked melons and cracked jujubes left." Jiuge smiled faintly: "Then it depends on them, whether they can break the situation."

Huang He was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Jiu Ge strangely.

"I don't know if Ning Que can defeat Prince Longqing."

In comparison, when asking Prince Longqing to become Master's disciple, Huang He prefers Ning Que because he has a better sense of Ning Que.

Ning Que is a disciple of the academy. In Huang He's opinion, the disciples of the academy are much nobler than Xiling.

The Master teaches regardless of distinction and can tolerate anyone, but Huang He's teachings are different. He has close relatives far and wide, and he does not want Prince Longqing to occupy the quota of Master's disciples.

"Old Huang, don't be so pessimistic. Maybe the result may be unexpected!" Jiuge chuckled and said, "This world is always full of surprises."

"Haha." Huang He shook his head, did not speak, just lowered his head.

"Wait? Lao Huang? I'm not Master's old scalper."

Teacher Huang He’s face turned dark. Master had an old scalper. Even Mr. Da respected him very much. That old scalper was called Lao Huang.

If he couldn't beat him, he would have to sew Jiuge's mouth shut.

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On the mountain road.

Prince Longqing took the lead to walk up the mountain path. There was a huge cliff in front of the mountain path, with countless runes carved on it. It seemed that he was sensing Prince Longqing, and the runes on the cliffs lit up one after another. Prince Longqing felt that the surrounding environment had changed.

Change and come to another world.

Prince Longqing knew that everything around him was an illusion, but when he really faced it, it was extremely difficult to overcome his inner fear.

As for Ning Que, he is different. The past is always the past and means nothing. Since it is in the past, let’s cut off the past.

He took a deep breath and raised his head.

The sky is blue, the clouds are floating, the breeze is blowing, and the sun is bright.

He raised his feet, stepped onto the mountain road, and arrived at the woodshed at the same time as Long Qing.

It is a pity that the two will never meet each other after all, because the woodshed has different challenges for everyone, and the things they need are also different.

The second level is "past", and the third level is "face".

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After walking through Chaimen, the mist hanging on the mountainside behind the academy is getting heavier and heavier, and the last twilight of the outside world has been swallowed up. From somewhere in the woods, there is a strange call of a night bird. It may be a crow or another bird.<

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Ning Que was walking on the sloping mountain road. Every time he stepped on a stone step, his body would be stiff for a long time. It had been a long time since he had entered the fog. He had walked more than a thousand stone steps.

, but I don’t know how far it is from the top of the mountain.

Ning Que used a trick to pass the Chai Gate, and the two of them came to the stone steps to reach the sky. Every stone step here is a day in their lives.

Reliving the first twenty years again would be an absolute torment for them. Prince Longqing had a firm heart and was like a passer-by, looking at his first twenty years calmly without any disturbance.

He is like a bright chess piece. There is nothing in his heart except the light. Everything in the world has nothing to do with him.

Ning Que picked up a knife and killed the people he had killed in the previous twenty years one after another.

Compared with Prince Longqing, his life seemed too dark. The two completely opposite lives created two different personalities.

The first two levels designed by Jiuge end here. The rest depends on what the old man chooses.

Originally, the first two levels were prepared for Ning Que, and they were a kind of training for him. If he couldn't pass the first two levels, there was really no need to continue.

Go back to his Weicheng city to chop wood.

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Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was approaching evening.

The mountain of the Academy is really difficult to climb. Now, apart from Long Qing, Ning Que is the only one left.

Most people basically fail at the second level.

In addition to being unable to face themselves, most of them have another reason, that is, their mental strength is really weak and they simply cannot withstand the first two levels.

Jiuge's Reincarnation Sword Intention, as one of the assessment points, naturally they couldn't bear it and were eventually eliminated.

After all, Jiu Ge combined the Haoran Sword and the sword intention he had comprehended, and with the assistance of the Samsara Sword Intent and the vitality of heaven and earth, he unleashed an attack beyond his ability to withstand. Even Ning Que was almost lost in the past just now.

This made him almost think that he had gone back to the past.

Ning Que is not Long Qing. That past truly belongs to Ning Que's past life, so even if it has passed, there will be a shadow left in his heart.

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At this time, Ning Que stood on the stone steps with his head lowered. After being silent for a long time, he slowly raised his hands.

His hand is hollow, as if he is holding an invisible knife.

The night wind roars on the mountain road.

He tilted his body slightly and slashed with the knife, cutting through the night and the mountain road.

The knife fell, and the stone steps went up another level.

Those who didn’t know better thought he was going crazy.

But climbing the stairs is not crazy.

Jiu Ge also laughed at himself. He obviously had a sense of freedom and ease, but he still unconsciously pursued the past. No matter it was good or bad, he wanted to give it a try.

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At this time, we are facing Alley 47.

Yan Se didn't know how much effort he put into finding a suitable successor, but that flower blossom sticker rejuvenated his already disappointed heart.

The Talisman Master's intuition told him that the owner of the flower patch was the successor he had always wanted to find.

However, he still wanted to confirm whether Ning Que could practice.

Lu Qingchen inside the door said that he couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it even if he looked at it, but what if he looked wrong?

Yan Se broke into the old pen studio and did not see Ning Que, but he saw two characters hanging on the wall, which were signed by Ning Que.

"Good words."

Wait, Yan Se suddenly thought of something.

On the day of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the ninth lao of the academy was with Ning Que, and seemed to have bowed to Chao Xiaoshu. When the red-sleeved move was made, the bastard boy had just made the red-sleeved move with his front foot, and Ning Que followed him with his back foot. The bastard that night was posted on Chicken Soup

Wanbao also worked with Ning Que in Hongxiu Zhao. Although the two have never met, they do have contact...

Moreover, his junior brother Li Qingshan also told him that Ning Que was beaten by Jiu Ge when he went to the old library.

"Since that bastard has been paying attention to Ning Que, he naturally represents the academy. Why should he pay attention if he can't cultivate?"

"Is it possible..."

Yan Se now only feels that she has been played.

The boys in the academy are actually competing with me to be the heir!

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Yan Se just returned to the south gate.

A young Taoist with a yellow paper umbrella under his arm walked up to Yan Se, knelt down respectfully, put the yellow paper umbrella beside him, took out a stack of scrolls from Tianshu, then lowered his head and spoke softly.

Zhan said: "There was a report last summer that a practitioner appeared in a gambling house in Nancheng. After investigation, that person should be Ning Que."

Yan Se could only feel an old blood clot in his throat now, and veins popped up on his face. He said coldly: "Say it again."

The young Taoist priest swallowed his saliva and repeated tremblingly: "That practitioner is Ning Que."

Yan Se was so angry that he stretched out his hand and pulled the Taoist priest up.

TNND, really acted.

Thinking of this, Yan Se ran away immediately, fearing that the only successor would be robbed.

Today, even if he doesn’t want his old face and his skin, Master Yan Se will also win over Ning Que.

If it doesn't work, just fight with that bastard. Who is afraid of whom? He Yan Se, the number one Talisman Master under Haotian, can't take care of a baby?

Yan Se decided that he would personally go out and kidnap Ning Que back.
Chapter completed!