Volume Six, Suddenly, Chapter 103, All the Way North
Thick clouds covered the sky, making it gloomy. The blue waist sea under the cliff in the distance was quiet and beautiful, with no one disturbing it. The stream between the cliffs ran wildly and made a roaring sound, which seemed extremely cheerful.
I don't know how long it took, but Ning Que woke up. His face, which was extremely pale due to blood loss, showed a confused emotion. It took him a while to really wake up. He remembered what had happened before, and covered his badly injured body with one hand.
Chest, I wanted to stand up, but found it very difficult.
Such a simple action took him a long time and caused him countless pains. The hospital uniform on his body was already in tatters, and the blood all over his body had been condensed by the cold air, like a ghost who had just escaped from hell.
After the battle, the big black horse ran out of the forest and stayed by his side. Seeing how weak he looked, he quickly walked to his side and supported him with his warm and solid body.
Ning Que gently stroked its neck with his left hand, struggled to squeeze out a smile to express his gratitude, and then looked around. He saw corpses everywhere on the river beach and in the river, but the blood in the water had been diluted, making it difficult to see.
Those hundreds of powerful cultivators who were as terrifying as hungry wolves were all dead. Many died under his iron bow, and many others died in Long Qing's hands. There was a very strange look of death on the faces of the dead.
It is gray and looks particularly haggard, which should be the result of Long Qing absorbing all his mind power.
Ning Que noticed that there were dozens of dead birds next to the corpses of several priests. There were still traces of flesh and blood in the beaks of those birds. It seemed that some kind of poison had been implanted in the bodies of these people.
Long Qing's body was at his feet, still staring. He looked at the gray sky and refused to close his eyes. He was not in the habit of collecting corpses for his enemies. But he wanted to find something on him, so he knelt down and began to search carefully.
He found nothing in the tattered black divine robe, but unexpectedly found that a few golden reflections could be faintly seen in Long Qing's wounds. He frowned slightly, not knowing what it was.
He picked up the iron arrow that fell on the ground. He pierced Long Qing's body with the arrow cluster and picked out the golden things, only to find that they were extremely thin gold threads, and there were more than one, everywhere.
Ning Que only knew that there was a lunatic in the spiritual world who had committed similar acts of self-mutilation - Ye Hongyu had planted a lot of gold threads in his body in order to deal with his Taotie Dafa - but he did not expect that Long Qing would do the same.
The poisons implanted in the bodies of those cultivators and the golden threads implanted in Long Qing's body were naturally aimed at him. During the previous feast, Long Qing used his gray eyes to absorb the telepathy of his subordinates. If Ning Que responded with Taotie,
Will fall into his trap, and the outcome of the outcome is life or death. That is something no one can predict.
Ning Que looked at Long Qing's eyes that were brighter after his death than before, and remained silent - there were many important key points in today's battle, and he still refused to use Taotie, which was completely beyond the opponent's expectations.
He and his master had talked about this matter a long time ago. The master and the disciple were as different as heaven and earth in their attainments in gourmet food, but they had an unprecedented consensus on this matter: human flesh really doesn't taste good.
This discussion is possible because both master and apprentice have done such crazy things.
Of course, if it really comes to a moment of life and death, such as the moment when he carried Sangsang on his back and fled in Bailichidi many years ago, or if he still knows how to eat anything, what does gluttony mean?
The reason why he was useless today was because he always thought that Long Qing would have other means, the strongest means - that was also the purpose of searching for Long Qing's body, but unexpectedly he did not find it.
The Shazi scroll of the Book of Heaven has always been by Long Qing's side. In the capital of the Song Dynasty, he used this book to destroy the mountains and rivers of the fourth senior brother. There is still a remnant of the book, but where is it now?
The academy now attaches great importance to the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book. To be precise, it is the six volumes of the Heavenly Book in the hands of the Taoist sect. While Yu Lian and Jun Mo were watching the butcher in the small town in front of Taoshan, they were also looking to see if the middle-aged Taoist still had the scroll of the Heavenly Book.
The same is true for Ning Que, and now it has been confirmed that the Heavenly Books are not with their original owners, so they must be in the hands of the Temple Master. What does the Temple Master want to do with these Heavenly Books? You don’t need to think about it to know that it must be extremely important.
Ning Que stood there and thought for a while. After he regained his energy, he patted the big black horse's neck. The big black horse knew that he was about to leave, and did not wait for him to get on the horse. Instead, he slightly bent his front hooves and arched to the side.
He placed the tired and weak man on the saddle, and then kicked off on the soft river beach.
He hugged the big black horse's neck and noticed that its front hooves were stained with blood. He thought that Long Qing's horse was missing and he probably understood something. Then his attention was attracted by the clouds and mist that appeared again between the cliffs.
The big black horse ran down the cliff and continued northward along the blue waist sea. It stopped at a steaming hot spring for a night. Ning Que soaked in the hot water and adjusted his breath and meditated to ensure that the injury would not worsen before he felt relieved.
He leaned against the pool and looked at the hot mist floating on the pool. Instead of thinking about the stories from many years ago, he felt that the mist was very similar to the clouds and mist on the cliff, without any difference.
This battle was bloody and tragic, but there were also rewards, such as he understood a sentence.
Where the mountains and rivers end, there are white clouds.
There is no need to think about whether there is a road in the depths of the clouds, whether there is a bright future, and there is no need to think about it. There is no need to search for villages and hunting villages. This is what he thought when he swung the iron bow.
Made.
It's not that only being more evil can defeat evil, it's not that only being more violent can defeat violence, it's not that only Taotie Dafa can defeat Gray Eyes, just follow your heart, or you can see freedom.
This may be the true meaning of the academy's indiscretion, that is, the master asked him to see the true meaning of the four words "a gentleman is incompetent" on the stone behind Chaimen. It is also a kind of teaching, and Ning Que understands it.
He knows very well how important this is.
If one day in the future, he really wants to write that big character, he must understand this truth
This battle also gave him some psychological hints. Because it was too painful and miserable, he always felt that this should be the last pass before running thousands of miles to see Tianyan.
He took out the stone statue, looked at Sangsang lying quietly on his side in the fog, and said silently, "You have to wait for me to come."
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Leaving the blue waist sea, Ning Que continued northward on his big black horse. Burnt tents and the corpses of war horses were everywhere on the East Wasteland grassland. The deserters defeated the last cavalry of Zuozhang Royal Court, and no one would bother him.
, the strange thing is that he did not go to those deserters to seek supplies or clues, showing extra caution.
All the way north, when he came to the canyon guarded by Helan Town, he stopped the big black horse and saw that the surrounding fields were quiet and deserted. He put his fingers into his lips and blew a very clear whistle.
The whistle sounded far away into the mountains and ridges.
Birds startled, animals roared, and then there was the rapid sound of hooves heading into the distance.
Ning Que waited there for three days.
On the morning of the fourth day, as the sun rose, a very majestic wild horse galloped towards the morning light. Its long hair danced wildly in the wind, and its toned body was wet with sweat, making it especially beautiful.
"This is much more handsome than you."
Ning Que looked at the wild horse and said to the big black horse. What surprised him was that the big black horse just snorted and didn't take any more drastic action to express his objection, such as acting coquettishly or being cute.
The wild horse ran to Ning Que and stopped in front of him. He lowered his head and delivered a message.
Ning Que recognized that this horse was one of the eight horses in front of the black donkey's chariot. He reached out and patted it to express his gratitude, and then began to check the news that the countless creatures in the grassland had inquired about.
The big black horse shyly approached the wild horse and tried to cross its neck to show affection. The wild horse held its head high to show its pride and disdain, but it did not leave.
Only then did Ning Que discover that this wild horse with an abnormal steed was actually a female horse.
I don't know what method Gaga used to make a certain human being understand its consciousness, and also asked that human being to write a letter. The sentences in the letter were very simple and the meaning was very clear.
"In the cold north, the most cunning snow foxes and the most vigilant snow chickens are dying one after another. No wild horses or snow wolves have seen the beast that is good at hunting, but there must be such a beast."
Ning Que read the letter and looked north.
It’s the same as what the stone statue predicted, it’s all north.
Master once said that the north of all places is in the same place.
——No one found any trace of her, but they found the traces left by a ferocious beast. That ferocious beast was either a green-haired dog or a blue lion.
Ning Que's expression remained unchanged, but the hand holding the letter became a little stiff.
He got on his horse, gently held the horse's belly, and headed north.
The magnificent wild horse saw each other off quietly at the mouth of the gorge.
The big black horse lowered his head, looking a little unhappy.
Ning Que said: "I know you want to find a companion, but I have to find my companion first."
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All the way north, the wind and snow gradually became violent.
Ning Que kept his composure, kept silent, and did not meet the deserted people. He was even careful not to leave any traces on the snow, because he did not want anyone to discover his whereabouts and thus discover her.
He moved forward in the mountains abandoned by Haotian.
He is the one abandoned by Haotian.
In other words, he abandoned Haotian in the human world.
Now he wants to get her back.
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Atami arrived, there was no heat, only thick snow and biting cold.
Ning Que led the big black horse and walked in the abandoned wooden house. He recalled the situation when the teacher brought him and her here, and thought about the wedding that was only witnessed by the Master of Heaven and Earth. His heart felt warm.
The stone statue in his arms was also very warm, telling him that he had come to the right place, she should be here.
But where is she?
He walked to the window of a wooden house and looked at the dark sea of snow and the mountain with an unimaginable height.
There was an oil lamp in the window, and Sangsang looked at him quietly, his face like the silver moon illuminated by the dim light.
She can see him.
He can't see her.
They are originally people from two worlds.
Ning Que stood by the window for a long time, until his eyebrows were dyed white by the snow, and then he left.
When he reached the edge of the snow forest, he suddenly stopped.
He looked somewhere under the tree, and the hand holding the reins trembled.
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(The more I write, the more cautious I become, and the less I want to continue writing. I really love the people in the night. After Long Qing died last night, I could sleep peacefully. This is the truth. I love you too. This is quite true.