Ah Da died. Regardless of whether he accepted that fact in the end, he closed his eyes and left this world. At this time, it was exactly one year since he transformed from a slave to a powerful man in the royal court.
He is not very old and is a real grassland boy. He has firm beliefs and true love for the tribe. It is indeed cruel to destroy his beliefs before he dies.
Ning Que has always been a cruel person. He knew how cruel and bloodthirsty this grassland boy was when he killed the Tang people. But he was not a perverted person who wanted to destroy the enemy's faith before he died to gain some kind of pleasure.
He inherited Liansheng's mantle, but he was not Liansheng after all.
The reason why he said those words to Ata at the last moment is because he has always insisted on a certain truth: a person may live a confused life, but he should die sober.
This is what he demands of himself, so he treats others in the same way. Moreover, the time when he said those few words was also the time for him to adjust his breath and recover. Since he is free, he will do something meaningful.
At the same time that Ada closed his eyes, he had finished adjusting his breath, the raging waves in the sea of consciousness had calmed down, and the crystal beads condensed from the awe-inspiring energy in his lower abdomen were dazzling, and everything was in order.
He raised his eyes and looked outside Weicheng to the grassland in the north. He bent his knees slightly. The bluestone beneath his feet was shattered inch by inch. An unimaginable force spread from his knees to the ground and back again.
With a loud bang, he left the street and jumped into the blue sky.
Like jumping into the blue sea.
He jumped very high, breaking through the cool air. He was far away from the ground in an instant, and came to the sky more than a hundred feet high. Looking down from here, Weicheng turned into an inconspicuous mound, and the wilderness seemed to have turned into
A large rug.
In the distance, you can faintly see the royal flag of the Golden Tent Royal Court, but you don’t know if Shan is there. On the wilderness, hundreds of smoke and dust are gradually getting thicker. Each smoke and dust represents the fleeing prairie people. Those prairie people are
They ran for their lives and ran for their lives because they wanted to survive.
Because he was high, he could naturally see very far away. He looked around, wanting to see something. Until he saw the distant Tianqi Mountains turning into a black line in his field of vision. But he still didn't see what he wanted to see.
That person.
He is not a master. He cannot fly truly freely. No matter how high he jumps, there will always be a moment when he falls. But he can choose the timing and direction of falling.
The next moment he fell towards the surface of the wasteland, his speed became faster and faster. The wind blew against the Tang Army uniform on his body, making a soft crackling sound similar to that of an explosion, but his eyes did not narrow.
He has to stare at where he landed.
The ground was getting closer and closer, and the cavalry and convoys galloping in the fields became very clear. He could even see the panic and fear on the faces of the cavalry, and he could also clearly see the wooden boxes on the carriages.
Those carriages were his target.
The Imperial Advisor of the Golden Tent was in that motorcade.
As for the Shanyu and the last cavalry of the Golden Horde who had fled dozens of miles to the north, he didn't care.
What he has to do now is to kill the mysterious and powerful national master.
There was a deafening sound of air tearing in the sky above the wasteland. A person fell from the blue sky like a meteorite, with faint flames caused by friction behind him. However, because he fell too fast, he was left behind.
The war horses on the grassland were frightened and neighed non-stop, ignoring the whipping of their masters and just spinning in circles. The carriages stopped in place, and no matter how much the coachmen shouted, they could not go any further.
There was a loud bang.
A carriage was smashed into smoke and dust.
The carriage turned into countless broken pieces of wood as thick as fingers, sputtering in all directions. Many wounds suddenly appeared on the bodies of the horses and cavalry who could not stay away. The sounds of miserable screams could be heard endlessly, and the scene looked extremely bloody.
The smoke gradually calmed down, and Ning Que's figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
He looked at the Imperial Master in front of him and said, "It seems that you have guessed that I will come."
The Imperial Master of the Golden Chamber was sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of him, with a peaceful expression on his old face.
Ning Que jumped down from the sky and crushed the entire carriage with one foot, but failed to trample him to death.
Just when his feet broke through the carriage and reached the top of the Imperial Master, the Imperial Master suddenly disappeared from the place and came to the other side of the carriage. When the entire carriage was shattered, the Imperial Master sat on the field.
The wilderness was full of wild grasses and flowers, surrounding him at this time.
The Imperial Master did not pick wild flowers, but quietly looked at a wild flower in front of him, and said calmly: "I have been waiting for someone from your academy to jump from the sky, but I didn't expect that the person who jumped down would be you."
Ning Que looked around, looking at the seemingly scattered carriages, and felt a mysterious and strange aura gradually becoming stronger. The aura was full of the original smell of blood.
"Is this your preparation?" He withdrew his gaze, looked at the national master in front of him and said, "You should know very well that no matter how powerful the formation is, it will be difficult to hurt me."
The wrinkles on the Imperial Master's face relaxed at the same time. He looked at Ning Que and said expressionlessly: "You are so powerful and your body is as strong as gold and stone, but this does not mean that you are truly immune to harm."
After saying this, his figure suddenly appeared more than ten feet away, standing on another carriage. The wind on the grassland blew the coarse cloth on his body, and the ordinary wooden bead chain swayed gently.
He looked at Ning Que and said calmly: "The Academy is indeed extraordinary. I thought I valued you enough, but I didn't expect that I underestimated you in the end. I thought that after you left Chang'an City, you would be at the peak of knowing your destiny, but I didn't expect that you could
You defeated Ata so easily, but I still want to try to trap you."
If it can trap you, it will have a chance to kill you.
The Imperial Master did not say this, but Ning Que understood what the other party meant. He looked at the other party at this moment, thinking about the ghostly movements that the other party showed twice in a row, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
His feeling was a bit strange, because it was not in line with common sense. Even the most powerful practitioners, such as the monks and senior brothers, could not move around in such a small area like lightning.
He looked around, looking at the carriages scattered in the wilderness. Feeling the primitive and barbaric bloody atmosphere, feeling the formation's gradually becoming more concrete, he roughly grasped something.
This was the preparation made by the Golden Horde Imperial Master. He used himself as bait to lure the enemy into the formation... The first position he was at was the eye of the formation, but he himself had the ability to leave lightly, so he could use this to trap the enemy.
Dead enemy.
This method is very simple, but it is extremely difficult to implement, because he needs to be able to get rid of his opponent's entanglement. Especially when that opponent is a practitioner of the level of Yu Lian or Ning Que. That ability to get rid of, even to a certain extent
It has broken away from the shackles of time and is vaguely connected to the world without distance.
The Imperial Master stood on the carriage in the distance with his eyes closed. He clasped his hands together and kept chanting something silently. It was not Buddhist scriptures or Taoist scriptures. Listening to those weird sounds, they sounded more like witchcraft prayers commonly used by prairie priests. arts.
The vitality of the world on the grassland changed drastically, and countless strong winds blew from all directions. When they reached the outside of the car formation, they stopped turning and began to roll up, sucking the air in the caravan and throwing it into the sky. In an instant, Ning Que was surrounded by The air becomes extremely thin, and the warm and pleasant feeling brought by the morning breeze and morning light disappears without a trace.
The next moment, Ning Que felt a very strong smell of blood coming from his nose, and the air around him instantly became extremely cold. The smell and coldness of blood even invaded his body, reaching to the depths of the sea of consciousness and the snow-capped mountains. Qihai.
The operation of his mind power became a little stagnant, and the rotation speed of the crystal water droplets formed by the awe-inspiring energy in his lower abdomen was also forced to slow down. What was even more shocking was that the snow-capped mountains were covered with a very thick layer of new snow!
The clouds came again over the grassland, covering the warm sun.
Ning Que lowered his head slightly and did not sit down cross-legged. He silently resisted the powerful formation intention and thought about ways to break the formation. He did not try to go out because there was no way in front of him.
In the severe cold, the surface of his body was quickly covered with a layer of frost, and his eyebrows were covered with two streaks of white snow, which looked a little funny and a little scary.
He didn't think of a way to break the formation, because he couldn't determine where the Imperial Master was in the formation. The Imperial Master was indeed the strongest man in the grassland, and his realm was unpredictable. He was obviously not a master of formations, but he practiced with the Central Plains. Using a method that was extremely unfamiliar to the world, they used carriages to form such a large array in the wilderness and trapped him.
After the imperial master finished reciting the scripture or incantation that no one could understand, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ning Que and said calmly: "There is a box in the car, and there are bones in the box. They are all the bones of the Tang Dynasty. Chanyu It took me several years to collect these quantities, and some of them should be from the Weicheng defenders."
Ning Que raised his head and stared at the other person, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
The Imperial Master seemed not to notice the hidden meaning in his eyes, and continued: "I know that you once lived in Weicheng, and I think you are related to some of the human bones in the box. Unfortunately... they are already dead, and the rest There is only resentment in my soul, there is no old relationship with you, and I want to become part of my power to kill you."
This is the basis of this blood sacrifice formation.
The national master has learned three ways, has a profound realm and profound knowledge. He uses Buddhism to gather the power of faith, uses shamanism to collect souls, and then uses Taoism to build this grand formation by leveraging the power of heaven and earth.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to lose his life span.
Because only such a blood sacrifice formation can accomplish his goal.
The awe-inspiring Qi in Ning Que's body had gradually been frozen, and the bloody aura made his sea of consciousness a little shaken and uneasy, but his mind was still clear. He stared at the Imperial Master and said, "Why are you saying this to me? "
When he said this, the frost on his eyebrows had grown about a foot.
"Because what you said before Ada died makes sense."
The Imperial Master looked at him with pity and said: "People can live in confusion, but they should die in a clear mind."
"Very good." Ning Que said.
The imperial master asked: "What is good?"
Ning Que looked at him and said: "I was originally prepared to let the Golden Horde Royal Court exterminate the clan. No matter who tries to persuade me, I will never change my mind. I don't need anything to help me strengthen my determination, but these things you have done ...It will give me more powerful excuses when I face senior brother’s questioning in the future.”
The Imperial Master understood what he meant and said after a moment of silence: "Everything is an excuse."
Ning Que looked at the carriage under his feet, at the somewhat damaged box on the carriage, at the vaguely white human bones inside, and finally slowly took a step forward.
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(So tired...my neck, I haven't had it for a long time, I want to resume swimming!) (To be continued...)