Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 71: The Great and Small Caves
In the green valley, by the dry Ming Lake, on a pile of rocks, Tang Xiaotang untied the beast tail from his collar, revealing his tender little face with reddish white. Listening to the sound of swords breaking through stubborn rocks in the distance, he asked: "
Brother, is the Heavenly Book really inside?"
Tang shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Tang Xiaotang asked in confusion: "Then why did those old guys in the temple send people here?"
Tang said: "According to the news from the Central Plains, the great priest Tianyu issued an edict after returning from the south, saying that the Holy Land will be opened in accordance with the weather and the Book of Heaven will appear."
Tang Xiaotang scratched his head and asked: "But didn't you say that the Holy Land has turned into ruins after it was destroyed, and there is nothing in it? How can that old guy named Tianyu be sure that the Book of Heaven is here?"
Tang said: "The three major thrones in the temple each have their own wonderful senses and mastery. The great priest of the Heavenly Mandate has a sense of Haotian's will. It is rumored that he may even have the ability to make great predictions. Who would not believe what he says?"
Tang Xiaotang suddenly thought of the Taoist priest who was singing on the Yafeng Mountain Road. For some reason, he felt a sense of fear in his heart, and he asked nonchalantly: "Brother, do you think that person will come over and steal the Book of Heaven?"
Tang was silent for a long time, shook his head and said: "No, because there is someone more important in his heart than the Book of Heaven."
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As time goes by, the nights in the extreme north of this world get longer and the climate becomes colder. In this mountain range abandoned by Haotian, the green valley that has been missing for decades reappears in response to the weather, and the Daming Lake is drained.
The legendary block formation was reactivated, causing the aura of heaven and earth to rise up from the snow peaks and point directly to the sky. The momentum was so astonishing.
Although the fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth brought about by the reopening of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate disappeared in a very short period of time, this fluctuation still spread across the vast snow-capped mountains and spread to more distant places.
In the wasteland outside the Tianqi Mountain Range, black soil and white snow are mixed. Occasionally, dead beasts can be seen in the snow. The cold wind in the winter season makes the tent hunt like a knife, and it is already the sharpest hunting knife.
Ye Su walked silently between heaven and earth. The ordinary Taoist robe on his body was as straight as a smooth cliff. It was not affected by the cold wind at all. He seemed to be walking with his knees raised as usual, but he walked straight for more than ten feet in an instant.
, the footsteps fell on the floating snow without leaving any trace, floating like a fairy.
When the fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth when the Demon Sect Gate was reopened in the distant mountains were transmitted from behind to his world, he slowly stopped and looked back expressionlessly, but had no idea of going over to take a look.
As a Zhishouguan leader, Ye Su knew the instructions from the Great Priest Tianyu earlier than anyone else. He even knew earlier than the Great Priest Tianyu himself that the Mingzi Volume in the Seven Heavenly Books would
Reappear in the wasteland.
It's just that a practitioner at his level can see through even the barrier of death. Naturally, he can also see through any external objects, and will not let those external objects hinder his heart, even if those external objects are heavenly books.
Moreover, he made a bet with Tang Yiningque and Long Qing about breaking the promise. Since he lost, he would naturally admit defeat. There was no question of whether he could see through it or not. He just couldn't allow himself to leave the slightest shadow on his state of mind.
His appearance in the wasteland has nothing to do with the Heavenly Book, has nothing to do with the wilderness people going south, and has nothing to do with the reopening of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.
He has lived in Guanli since he was a child, and his enlightenment reading from the beginning of literacy was the six-volume heavenly book. He has looked at the world with a cold eye since he was a child. The desolate man going south may be a big deal to the world, but it cannot attract his attention at all. The Mountain Gate of the Demon Sect
Restarting is relatively interesting, but the Demon Sect has long since withered away and is no longer a problem.
There are too few people or facts in this world who are qualified to let him leave Zhi Shou Guan.
But the man who stood on the other side of the line fourteen years ago definitely qualifies.
Ye Su really wanted to meet that person. He thought about it for many, many years, but all these years that person was always in that big mountain, beside that big mountain. Even if he was proud and powerful, he couldn't get close to him.
This year, the man on the other end of the line finally left the mountain and came to the wilderness.
He didn't know where that person was.
But he knew he would meet that person.
Because the unique temperament of that mountain and the temperament of that person determine this.
That person has to protect the little guy named Ning Que.
So when Ning Que really encounters danger, that person must be by his side.
So he only had to wait until Ning Que encountered real danger.
But at this moment, Ning Que was outside the gate of Mozong Mountain.
Why did he leave the Demon Sect Mountain Gate and go south?
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There is a large blue lake to the south at the foot of Tianqi Mountain. It is the Hulan Sea that is regarded as a holy place by the prairie barbarians. At this time, there is thin ice floating on the lake. The men of the prairie tribes who have lived by the lake for generations are taking advantage of the incomplete ice surface.
Retrieving certain aquatic plants from the lake before sealing it.
Where there are grassland barbarians, Central Plains caravans often appear. However, after all, it is the coldest winter at this time, and the war between the grassland and Central Plains coalition forces has just ended, so it still seems strange that a Central Plains caravan appears on the shores of the Hulan Sea.
It was a little strange, but these merchants were extravagant and had paid deposits for fur goods at the end of next summer, so the tribal leader acquiesced to their existence and even set up a camp for them.
People from the Central Plains caravan were making a fire to cook by the lake. Dozens of people were sitting around the fire. Taking advantage of the rare clear weather, they did not enter the tent to avoid the cold. Looking at the movements of everyone, it was vaguely headed by one of the businessmen.
The rather wealthy businessman was gnawing on the greasy leg of lamb, complaining from time to time. It was obvious that he was not very satisfied with the hospitality of the prairie people. Next to him was a burly middle-aged man wearing a felt hat, who was probably a steward or a guard.
, I tried to persuade him a few words softly, but instead he got a lecture.
Suddenly, countless wispy white clouds suddenly appeared in the clear blue sky, as if an invisible giant hand had directly torn the blue canvas apart, leaking out the white paint behind it.
The grassland barbarians and the Central Plains merchants noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky at the same time, and looked up in surprise.
The leading businessman yelled a few curse words.
The burly middle-aged guard with a respectful demeanor looked at the clouds in the sky with squinted eyes, his expression gradually becoming serious.
I don't know why, but looking at the solemn expression of the middle-aged man, the wealthy businessman's expression turned serious. He no longer dared to scold him, lowered his head to hide the awe in his eyes, and asked a few words in a low voice.
The burly middle-aged man quietly looked at the white clouds in the sky, feeling the fluctuations of heaven and earth coming from the foothills of the far north. A very complex expression slowly appeared on his face hidden by the shadow of the felt hat.
His expression - that expression is one of nostalgia, warmth, and peace after a long time, but mixed with some very faint regret and sentimentality.
Then the middle-aged man said three simple words: "The door is open."
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Ning Que carried Mo Shanshan's weak body on his back and trudged forward on the rocks. When he arrived at the center of the lake, he saw a large stone door. This stone door was very huge. When he stood below it, it looked like a stone door.
Like a hill.
Chang'an, the most majestic city in the world, does not have such a majestic and huge stone gate.
Because of its huge size, this is the mountain gate of the Demon Sect.
Ning Que never thought that it would be so easy to find the mountain gate of the Demon Sect. For a moment, he didn't believe his eyes, and he couldn't understand how such a majestic and huge stone gate was hidden in the Daming Lake.
While walking, I didn't see it at all. I subconsciously looked back at the way I came.
When walking among the jagged rocks and fierce formations, he couldn't see the stone gate at all. However, when he walked out, the stone gate appeared in front of him, as if the stone gate only wanted to be seen by the people it selected.
generally.
Opening the Demon Sect's mountain gate is even easier than finding the mountain gate. There is no need to recite any spells, and there are no ingenious and terrifying mechanisms. When Ning Que's right hand lightly touched the rough and solemn surface of the stone gate, there was a soft pop.
There was a loud noise, and countless years of dust flew out from the cracks in the stone door, and then the stone door slowly opened.
Ning Que raised his head and glanced at the snow-capped peaks, which were taller and more majestic than before. Then his eyes met Mo Shanshan's shocked and weak eyes, and he stepped in.
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Majestic, solemn, solemn, grand, sacred... This kind of characteristic feeling is often based on a huge spatial scale, just like the city of Chang'an that goshawks dare not cross lightly, or the temple buildings on Peach Mountain overlooking the common people.
, this feeling will arise when there is a strong contrast between these buildings and the small human body.
When they walked into the huge stone gate, climbed up tens of thousands of long stone steps, and arrived at the main hall of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, these feelings instantly occupied Ning Que and Mo Shanshan's minds.
Because the Demon Sect Mountain Gate they saw was more majestic and gigantic than any building they had seen before.
The gate of the Demon Sect is in the mountains, more precisely in the majestic snow peaks on the shores of Daming Lake. The Demon Sect is in a huge space formed by the complete hollowing out of the belly of a towering snow peak.
This space is so big that it is completely unimaginable, how deep it is, how high it is, and even so big that it gives people the illusion that this is a place that can only appear in dreams, this is a world that only Haotian has the power to open up.
Clear light shines from nowhere, and countless thick and huge stone beams lie across the space. The marks of knife and ax cuts on these stone beams are regular and clear, and they are extremely strong. The flat surface can allow four carriages to run parallel to each other.
The two of them looked at the spacious, straight and suspended stone beam in front of them, and they felt that they could not see the end of the stone beam at all. However, the thick stone beam in the distance was just a very thin spider thread in the huge space!
Thick stone beams gathered in the middle like a spider web, and finally merged into a stone flat in the hollow of the distant rock peak. On the flat, a palace could be seen in the distance. The palace should be huge, but when standing on the cliff, it looked
But they are like hollow micro-carvings carved by skilled craftsmen on grains of rice. As for Ning Que and Mo Shanshan, which are far away from the palace, they are more like non-existence in this huge space, just like the mountains between the rock walls.
A grain of sand!
The two looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.
Facing such an incredible and majestic existence, anyone would be unable to restrain themselves from feeling a sense of awe, wanting to kneel on the ground to worship, or even burst into tears because they feel their own insignificance and futility.
Because in front of such a magnificent world, human beings can only be ants.
However, what really shocked Ning Que was that this huge space that only Haotian could open up was actually dug out by those ant-like humans thousands of years ago!
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(I have been thinking about the chapter title for more than ten minutes, but I really can’t think of anything better. Because I care a little, I always want to come up with a good one. It really hurts my head.) (To be continued)