Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 62: An Arrow That Destroys Life
Volume 2: The Lake of Winter, Chapter 62: An Arrow That Destroys Life
Thousands of streams formed into water, and then merged into a river. After thousands of miles of arduous journey through canyons, hills, plains and tidal flats, finally the waves crashed and shattered the sand, gushing wildly out into the sea. It was so unpleasant, just like Ning Que's mood at this moment.
He was originally a naughty boy in Chang'an City, but something unexpected happened to him. He was used to seeing the ugliest things in the world, and experienced the most dangerous things in the world. When he was still young, he had to wander around with Sangsang, and was eventually tortured by life and became a woodcutting boy in a border town.
Lang.
After knowing that there is a great road in the world, but not knowing where it is and which direction it is, I went to the market in Kaiping to buy a copy of the Taishang's Inspired Records. After looking at it for several years, I found nothing. I met a sage by chance and realized that I had no understanding. The so-called cultivation was just wishful thinking and delusion. Good.
In the end, he finally understood the Tao and stopped complaining after entering the academy.
Today, he finally passed the important threshold on the spiritual path and entered the realm of cave mystery. He felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally. He stood by the lake with his hands on his waist, leaning back and looking up at the clouds floating in the blue sky. He just wanted to roar or giggle for a few seconds.
Only by using the sound can all the pleasure in the chest and abdomen be expressed.
Mo Shanshan looked at him by the lake and found that his figure was so harmonious with the scenery of the lake and mountains. He felt the breath in the wind and understood what he had done, with a sincere smile on his face.
Ning Que looked at the clouds in the sky, at the clouds on the lake, and at the real or illusory snow peaks in the clouds, and was moved to realize the subtle feelings that the cave profound realm brought to him. At this time, he had no idea about entering the cave.
He didn't have a very intuitive understanding of the true meaning of Xuanjing, but at least he clearly felt that his understanding of Fu Dao had deepened a lot.
In the green valley of the winter lake on a clear day, all traces between heaven and earth are originally the lines of symbols.
Because of this brand-new understanding, he had a very strong desire to set up a case by the lake, lay out paper, sharpen ink and brush, and write down all the traces of heaven and earth he saw in the sea of consciousness in his eyes.
But he didn't do this because there were more important things waiting for him to deal with.
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On the south bank of Daming Lake, there is a gentle slope near the steep cliff of the green valley. As the formation dissipates and the spring comes back, the gentle slope has long been occupied by a lush green grass and turned into a meadow. However, the outermost edge of the meadow is surrounded by valleys and cliffs.
The cold outside made it look a little decayed and withered.
Ning Que and Mo Shanshan stood among the frost grass and looked towards the snow cliff in the distance. The sky today was blue and dust-free, and the field of view was excellent. However, there were always countless tiny particles invisible to the naked eye in the sky.
From a distance of more than ten miles, it was impossible to clearly see the scene on the snow cliff, and even the snow cliff could not be seen.
Just because you can't see the snow cliff doesn't mean you can't really see it at all. Ning Que had just entered the cave, when his spiritual aura was at its peak. His usually extremely keen perception was even more acute, and something clearly appeared in the sea of consciousness.
A group of extremely bright light appeared, the light group was golden yellow and extremely bright, and its edges were scattered like a beautiful flower.
He was shocked by the scene that appeared in the sea of consciousness, and subconsciously asked: "The Cave Mystic Realm... is so powerful? Can it actually perceive such a distant scene?"
Mo Shanshan looked at the direction of the snow cliff more than ten miles away, and said thoughtfully: "It's not that the Dongxuan realm can sense the breath of heaven and earth so far away, but because Prince Longqing has reached the critical moment of breaking through the realm. He wants to break through."
He is in the realm of knowing his destiny, and there is naturally a lot of movement. At this moment, he is about to cross that step, and all the Taoist thoughts and thoughts gained from decades of practice are released outside the body. The interference to the vitality of heaven and earth is too strong, so you and I can see it.
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Ning Que was silent for a moment and then smiled and said: "One step is just a step away. In the end, I won."
Mo Shanshan looked at him and asked, "What should we do next?"
Ning Que said matter-of-factly: "Of course I want to tell Long Qing that I have successfully broken through. Since he lost the bet, he will destroy the snowy mountains and seas later, so why bother to break through so hard? It may be less stressful to admit defeat now.
Painful, if he really advanced to the realm of knowing his destiny and then deposed himself, I think this would be too cruel."
Mo Shanshan glanced at him with mixed emotions, thinking that Long Qing was only one step away from the realm of knowing one's fate that practitioners dream of, and would soon become a great practitioner. At this moment, would he really fulfill his bet and give up his life?
Cultivation and temple status? Ning Que, don’t you behave like this on weekdays?
"The problem now is how to tell him that he has lost." Ning Que said.
Mo Shanshan shook his head slightly and said: "When you break through the realm, your Taoist mind is clear. You and I can feel it. His perception is also extremely sharp. He should have already known the moment you broke through the realm."
Ning Que looked at the invisible snow cliff and asked after a moment of silence: "Then what is he waiting for?"
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Prince Longqing is waiting for the flowers to bloom.
The greenery on the firewood beside him has already bloomed. There is a pink peach blossom above a dozen green and tender leaves. The peach blossom is blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye. One petal and two petals slowly bloom.
Stretched, the delicate petals trembled slightly in the wind, and a few drops of dew could be faintly seen on them.
The peach blossom has opened four petals, and the fifth petal is slowly but surely unfolding into the air.
If the last petal is fully unfolded, it is in full bloom, and it is in full bloom.
That is knowing destiny.
The aura fluctuations coming from the depths of the green valley were clearly transmitted to the snow cliffs, reflecting into the sharpest sea of consciousness in his life. He knew that Ning Que had broken through, but so what?
Prince Longqing closed his eyes, sitting calmly and happily on the snow cliff, sitting outside the fence, sitting in front of the green leaves and pink peaches, waiting for the moment when he broke through.
Maybe it's the next moment.
In the eyes of great practitioners in the realm of knowing destiny, former fellow travelers on the path of cultivation will become like ants, and any obstacles that can affect the Taoist heart will no longer exist, because once knowing destiny, there will be a difference between the world and the outside.
Once you know your destiny, you are no longer an insider, and naturally you no longer need to care about the rules and principles of the world.
Ye Hongyu, a Taoist idiot, was sitting on the other side of the snow cliff. She did not look at Long Qing because she knew that he would know his fate today. Instead, she felt a little bored and could not help but frown, a little impatient.
Strange to say, as a leader of the younger generation in the Xiling Temple, she and Prince Long Qing were in charge of the Adjudication Department together. Although they did not fight openly, they had secret disputes. She had been suppressing each other for these years. At this time, Long Qing was about to realize his fate. Unexpectedly,
Why did she act so indifferent, as if she didn't think it was a threat?
She did not stare at the green valley, because she had already sensed the changes in the breath of heaven and earth at the previous moment, and knew that the academy disciple named Ning Que had discovered the mystery. Although it was a bit unexpected, she did not care. She thought about how to maintain it.
For the dignity of the temple, at worst, they will kill Ning Que and Bookworm later. Who in the world knows about this bet?
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Ning Que looked into the distance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is he trying to cheat?"
Mo Shanshan said softly: "It's impossible for him to admit defeat at this time."
"If you lose, you lose. Even if you don't admit it, you have to admit it."
Ning Que said: "I told you that day, if I go to Dongxuan first, I will have no choice but to fail to fulfill my contract."
Mo Shanshan turned to look at him, with confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand how Ning Que could force the other party to fulfill the promise of breaking the boundary because they were more than ten miles apart and the other party was about to die.
"The only rule in gambling houses is that if you lose, you have to pay your dues."
Ning Que put his luggage on the ground, took out a heavy Paulownia box, and said, "Anyone who dares to cheat or is caught cheating will have the most useful part of his body chopped off."
There are strange-shaped metal objects placed in the paulownia wood box. These metal objects have a dark surface and are made of countless extremely fine metal wires braided and twisted. They appear to contain extremely tough power.
Mo Shanshan frowned and walked all the way into the wilderness. She knew that Ning Que attached great importance to her heavy luggage. Only today did she realize that there were these weird things in the luggage, but she didn't know what their use was.
Ning Que took out the metal object from the box, and slowly rubbed his fingers over the slightly rough surface. Then he sped up his movements, and with the snapping sound of the metal components, a dark metal bow quickly took shape.
Then he started to wind the string, and pulled out a slightly black alloy arrow from the dark quiver. The arrow shaft was densely covered with fine lines like scales. It was unknown how many thousands of times it was forged to produce such an effect. If you look carefully
, you can also find some deeper lines between the fine lines like scales, those are the runes.
Mo Shanshan stared blankly at the dark iron bow and arrows in his hand, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his lips in shock.
The unique Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty created by the only academy in the world.
It first appeared in front of the world in the vast abandoned mountains.
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On the day when the breakthrough was made, Ning Que once asked Mo Shanshan what would happen if the boundary breaker was suddenly attacked by the outside world at the most critical moment of breaking the boundary. At that time, Mo Shanshan said that the boundary breaker would suffer a violent backlash.
, there may even be no hope of breaking through again in this life - so he decided to fulfill the bet on behalf of Prince Longqing.
Standing above the frost-white meadow, Ning Que looked towards the distant cliffs more than ten miles away, staring at the group of golden flowers that were about to bloom in the sea of consciousness. There was no expression on his face, as calm as a winter lake.
The aura emanating from Prince Longqing's Yuezhiming Realm was too bright, as bright as a fire at night. There was no need to aim at it, it just appeared clearly in front of his eyes.
If you are well, it will be sunny.
Today is a sunny day, suitable for archery.
Ning Que took a deep breath, raised the iron bow and aimed at the snowy cliff in the distance. He slowly pulled his right arm back, and the hard iron bow deformed slightly, and the bowstring sank deeply between his fingers.
"It's great that the world is flat."
After saying this, he loosened his fingers.
The tight bowstring rebounded against the fingertips at high speed, causing the talisman arrow to shoot out suddenly!
The sharp arrow cluster instantly protruded from the handshake of the bow. When it traveled a certain distance, the diamond inlaid on the bow had a slight friction with the metal arrow shaft, and was ground into an extremely complex cross-section.
The diamond tip is like an ink tip falling on the paper, drawing a line on the arrow shaft very casually.
It is the blank space at the arrow shaft rune, which is the last stroke of the rune.
The arrow tail finally left the bow. I don't know whether it was because it was too fast or because the runes on the arrow were activated. When the arrow tail left the bow, it actually brought out a milky white turbulence.
Then the Yuan Thirteen Arrow disappeared into the milky white turbulence. (Note)
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Prince Longqing, who was sitting cross-legged on the snowy cliff, could feel the fluctuations of the aura of heaven and earth coming from the distance. He even clearly sensed Ning Que's hostility and murderous intent, but he didn't care and even disdained to open his eyes.
In his sea of consciousness at this time, the half-day darkness has retreated, and the stars are about to occupy the entire sky. On the firewood behind him, the peach blossom is already in full bloom, and the last petal is about to bloom with the last trembling.
The path of cultivation becomes more and more difficult as one goes up, the more difficult it is to break through, and the more dangerous it becomes when breaking through. However, the two sides are so far apart that he simply does not believe that the other side can use any means to interfere with him.
To hurt someone from a distance of more than ten miles, if it is not the sword of the sword master Liu Bai, it can only be the legendary saint who has entered the realm of distancelessness. But does such a person really exist in the world?
What's more, there is Taoist idiot Ye Hongyu protecting the law beside him.
This is what Prince Longqing really thought when he was about to die for the first time in his life.
Then he immediately knew he was wrong.
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Ning Que, who had just broken through, was at the most perfect peak of his life. He shot his most powerful Yuan Thirteen Arrows without making any adjustments or waiting, or even allowing his joy to continue to overflow.
The power of meditation accumulated in the past ten years, the tenacity left in his heart by the hardships, all the knowledge of the world and the cold emotions of hatred, resentment, and coldness were all poured out in this arrow. .
It has nothing to do with grudges, but it is indeed very satisfying.
The water in Daming Lake is rolling and shaking, and the fish are frightened.
From the meadow to the snow cliff, countless fallen leaves fluttered down, and the treetops fled in panic, forming a hollow.
Invisible arrows move forward in this hollow.
This arrow.
Jinghu was shocked.
The jungle is in chaos.
New peach withered.
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Prince Longqing opened his eyes in shock and looked towards the green valley, his face instantly turned extremely pale.
Prince Longqing lowered his head in astonishment and looked at the black-clothed chest, his eyes instantly becoming extremely sad.
A flower bloomed on the chest covered by the black monk's robe.
It's not the golden flower that bloomed after I mastered Xiling Taoism in my wonderful dream.
But a blood flower.
Behind the flower is a hole.
A very empty hole.
There is nothing inside the hole.
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The moment before, the dark and slender Yuan Thirteen Arrow disappeared from Ning Que's bowstring, disappearing into the milky white turbulent flow of vitality.
The next moment, Yuan Shisan Arrow arrived in front of Prince Longqing.
The flight of this talisman arrow seems to take no time and can ignore the distance.
The hard talisman arrow directly pierced the chest and abdomen of Prince Longqing, bringing out an extremely exaggerated blood flower, tearing up the snowy mountains in his body, and then continued to fly like a black lightning until it shot into the far distance behind the snow cliff. in the mountain peaks.
There was a loud bang.
The snow accumulated around the waist of the mountain peak began to collapse, gradually turning into a white torrent with a sound like thunder.
The clear sky suddenly turned gloomy, with dark clouds forming in the north of the wasteland.
Prince Longqing looked down at the transparent hole between his chest and abdomen, and his body slowly began to tremble.
The arrow was so fast that he didn't react at all. It was so fast that after the blood sprayed, the blood in the horrific wound had no time to seep out, so it penetrated his body and disappeared without a trace.
The peach blossoms on the firewood beside him have withered.
The stars in his sea of consciousness have all been shattered, and the remaining darkness has been torn into pieces.
Prince Longqing moved the corners of his lips and smiled with difficulty and confusion, but the smile was so painful that it hurt to the bone marrow.
Thousands of streams turned into water, and then merged into rivers. After thousands of miles of hard work, canyons, hills, plains, and tidal flats, finally the waves rushed and destroyed the sand. They were about to go out to sea, but they encountered thousands of meters of cliffs head-on. The waves scattered into foam. It was so miserable. Just like him at this time
Feeling.
He was originally a prince in the capital of the Yan Kingdom, but he had many adventures, saw the most prosperous things in the world, and experienced the luckiest things in the world. In his youth, he had to travel around the countries to judge, and was finally favored by Haotian and became the splendid God of Beauty in Peach Mountain.
son.
Today, he was finally about to cross that important threshold on the path of spiritual practice and enter the realm of knowing his destiny. He felt extremely comfortable both physically and mentally. With his back against the greenery and his face towards the snow-capped peaks, with old trees growing new peach beside him, his life seemed to be about to be complete.
However, at this moment, an arrow flew from the sky.
One arrow destroyed everything he had.
How could he not feel pain?
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(Note: The two hundred and seven words here are directly used from the first volume of Yuan Thirteen Arrows. Because I thought about it, I couldn’t think of a better description of arrow shooting than this paragraph, so I copied it directly.
Yes, even if you cut out this number of words, this chapter is still full of words. I want to report to you that this chapter is really thoughtful. Please read it carefully.
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