There is a large lake on the bank of Yanming Mountain in the south of Chang'an City. It was just dredged in the early autumn of the 14th year of the Apocalypse. The plaster in the stone embankments along the lake still seems to have a fresh smell. In the late winter, the lake water has already condensed into
The ice and the turbid air in the air seemed to have turned into dust on the ice, making it look particularly fresh.
Ning Que heard his senior brother talk about this lake some time ago, so he came here after leaving alone under an umbrella.
He sat in the residual snow for a long time. He did not see the figure of his senior brother, but he saw the fishermen who broke the ice and netted fish that the senior brother mentioned. He looked at the creaking and turning nooses, and looked at the few fishermen.
The horse was panting on the ice, running hard in the heat mist, turning the noose, and dragging the huge fishing net under the ice. It was silent and I didn't know what to think.
Guan Hai, the disciple of Lanke Temple, is the first direct challenge he has encountered since joining the world on behalf of the academy. If he retreats and avoids today, it will inevitably have a very serious impact on his future spiritual state of mind. If he does not dare to accept other people's
Challenge, then why should he challenge Xiahou head-on in the future like the senior brother said?
The key reason why this matter caused him to struggle and hesitate for so long was that he was possessed by a demon. He was worried that in the fierce battle, he would be unable to control himself and expose the fact that he was possessed by a demon.
Even if he can forcibly control himself, the Haoran Qi passed down by his junior uncle is his most powerful force now. Things like the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, which are sure to kill when they hit the target, cannot be used in battles to prove their spiritual realms.
, these two most powerful weapons cannot be used, how can he defeat a strong practitioner like Guan Hai?
Unable to use the Haoran Qi and the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, Ning Que is still the useless practitioner who only has ten orifices through the Snow Mountain Qi Sea. The flying sword controlled by his mind power is like crawling. He has not even found his own destiny except Sangsang.
, in Chen Pipi's words, even if he reaches the realm of knowing his fate in this state, it still has no meaning.
Ning Que was sitting in the snow by the lake, looking at the grass threads in the snowdrift in front of him, and suddenly thought of the overwhelming talisman in the garden of Tuyang City, and of the military advisor Gu Xi who cast countless talismans in an instant.
He stretched out his cotton sleeve with his right hand and flicked it, and a piece of light yellow talisman fell on the ice. With a hiss, it turned into a very weak flame, which then dimmed instantly and was easily extinguished by the ice on the lake.
Although Master Yan Se is sure that he is the successor of the Talisman Master with the most potential, potential is not the same as strength. Talisman Dao is a relatively difficult and dangerous path of cultivation. How can there be any chance of quick success?
Ning Que looked at the busy fishermen and horses on the lake ice and remained silent.
He once practiced flying swords on the side of Jinghu Lake in the academy, and he once broke into the mysterious cave by the side of Mozong Ming Lake. However, today he sat for a long time by the nameless lake at the foot of Yanming Mountain, but still got nothing.
Time passes slowly but firmly, the snow has stopped long ago, the clouds above Chang'an City [Baidu Jiangye Bar YY:108052] have dispersed, the sun is gradually setting, and the red twilight shines on the white ice, as if to let the whole
All the lakes were on fire.
Looking at this heart-stoppingly beautiful scenery, Ning Que's heart moved slightly.
He remembered that his master had once said to him that when writing amulets, one must retain the form and forget the mind, but to apply the charm, one must concentrate the Qi with the heart.
Realization, then what should be the explanation of the four words "heart" and "unconsciousness"? If the word "heart" refers to the power of thought, what does "qi" refer to?
Nature is the vitality of heaven and earth.
The so-called casting of a talisman is to activate the meaning of the runes on the paper with the power of thought, and then use the breath naturally contained in those runes to affect the surrounding heaven and earth energy. If the runes are powerful enough, then this influence will be presented in an unimaginable way.
Come out, such as burning, such as being still, such as mountains and rivers flowing backward, or even the heaven and earth falling apart.
To make mountains and rivers flow backwards and heaven and earth fall apart, that is a legendary talisman that can be written by saints who are at countless higher realms than talisman masters. Ning Que is still infinitely far away from that realm. The talisman he has written now
Wen is too weak and can only mobilize the very small vitality of heaven and earth. It can only be used to dry the hair and warm the bodies of the little maid and the young talisman in winter. It is difficult to light the dry wood in the stove, let alone to deal with the cold.
enemy?
However, although the talisman paper is weak, what if it can mobilize enough energy? This is like the little girl on the street corner holding a match that may be blown out by the cold wind at any time, but what if a barrel of gunpowder suddenly appears above the match?
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Well, this idea is a bit too cruel, but it seems to make sense. Ning Que looked at the lake that seemed to be burning, and a look of joy gradually appeared on his face.
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For the traditional talisman master, his idea at this time was completely deviant and made no sense at all, because as we all know, the vitality of heaven and earth is distributed in the fields, mountains, rivers and lakes in a relatively balanced state. Even if some famous mountains and rivers are slightly more, they are not.
It's far from that level, because Haotian is fair.
However, Ning Que is not a traditional talisman master.
He is a possessed magician.
In these days from the mottled wall of Mozong Mountain Gate to Chang'an City, his body has been slowly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in nature, but it is quietly stored deep in the body, turning into his own awe-inspiring energy.
Haoran Qi is also Qi, and it is countless times more condensed and purer than the vitality of heaven and earth in nature!
The slightly yellow talisman trembled slightly in front of his eyes. He didn't know whether it was caused by the wind blowing on the lake, or because Ning Que's hand was trembling, or because it felt the terrifying aura that was pouring into Bobo's body.
A majestic air entered the talisman paper. Ning Que flicked his finger and flicked the talisman [Baidu Jiangye Bar YY: 108052] towards the ice on the lake. At the moment before the talisman paper floated away from his fingertips, the telepathy in the sea of consciousness simultaneously
It burst out and landed on the talisman paper instantly.
It seems to be a simple action, but in fact it requires that the movements of the body and the movements of the mind must be absolutely consistent without any mistakes. Ordinary people will never be able to do this, but Ning Que has experience with talisman arrows, but he is extremely familiar with it.
As the yellowish talisman paper was drawn by the bow, a very faint dryness seeped out from between the paper. According to the concentration of the vitality of the world by the lake, this faint dryness could at most form a small flame.
Then it fell on the lake and was instantly extinguished like the previous piece of talisman. However, this time the vague meaning instantly turned into a ball of faint blue fire!
It was the burning aura that was clinging to the talisman paper before it had time to float back to the heaven and earth!
Looking at the blue flames floating in the air, Ning Que didn't know whether it was a success or a failure. This time it was obviously different from the power he felt when casting the talisman in the past, but why didn't the volume of the flames change significantly?
Just as he was thinking this, the blue flame had already fallen on the lake.
After a very slight scoff, the blue flame disappeared instantly without a trace, and a hole as big as a barrel appeared where it fell on the ice. However, looking from the lake shore, it was not clear how deep the hole was.
With a crash, a fat fish jumped out of the hole, flicking its tail on the ice.
It turned out that the seemingly inconspicuous blue flame burned through the ice on the lake in an instant!
The loud chants of fishermen rang out from the ice in the distance in the lake. The work of breaking the ice to net fish reached the most critical moment. With the efforts of the horses, the winch turned faster and faster, and the fish net under the ice was dragged.
It went faster and faster, and gradually a large hole was revealed, with countless fish inside struggling desperately in the net.
The cheers and cheers of countless people could be heard on the shores of the lake.
Ning Que looked at the fat fish bouncing on the ice not far in front of him, smiled happily, stood up and brushed off the snow and grass branches stained on his body, and left amidst the loud cheers.
Chang'an City is particularly beautiful and peaceful in winter under twilight.
Just like Ning Que's mood at this time, he walked into the tea shop, looked at the two people chatting in a low voice beside Linji, and suddenly smiled and said: "Fu really can change the world."
Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly, always feeling that there was something different between him at this time and him on the street before.
Then Ning Que turned around and looked at the monk Guanhai, and said calmly: "Whether you want to consult more or ask for advice, please."
Monk Guanhai stood up and looked at him with a slight frown. Just like Mo Shanshan felt at this time, he felt that he was slightly different from before. However, what could happen in just half a day?
Looking up, he saw a winter tree with dead branches as thick as an arm, and behind the branches was a dense palace wall. Ning Que withdrew his gaze and led Mo Shanshan and Guan Hai into the South Gate Taoist Temple at the foot of the imperial city.
Looking at the Taoist holding a yellow paper umbrella in front of the Taoist temple, he said softly: "Brother Mingchi, I would like to borrow some land for use."
He Mingchi looked at the dark-skinned monk, smiled and said, "Master Guanhai was the first to come."
Watch the sea and tithe.
He Mingchi looked at Ning Que and said harmoniously: "Master is not in the temple, but since it is this matter, I will make the decision."
Ning Que said: "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Mingchi."
He Mingchi shook his head and said: "Mr. Thirteen's first battle after entering the world was at Nanmen Temple. This will be written in the history books in the future. Who would be stupid enough to shut you out?"
The door of the Taoist temple slowly closed.
He Mingchi glanced at Mo Shanshan and said, "I wonder what the owner of the mountain thinks about victory or defeat?"
Mo Shanshan looked at the closed palace door and said, "I [Baidu Jiangye Bar YY:108052] originally thought that Ning Que would be defeated, but after half a day I couldn't be sure."
He Mingchi looked at the palace gate and said with a smile: "If he was bound to lose, how could he choose the South Gate as the battlefield?"
The normally quiet South Gate Guanzhengdao Hall has become very lively. Although no one is talking, the mere sounds of breathing and whispers make it very noisy.
Everyone in the Haotian South Gate Temple appeared in front of the temple, wanting to know the outcome of this battle as quickly as possible.
Just as He Mingchi said, if Ning Que didn't have the confidence to win, how could he choose this place as the battlefield? You must know that whether he wins or Guan Hai wins later, the result will be spread throughout the world in the shortest possible time.
(The original name of the disciple of Lanke Temple was indeed Lin Hai, but I thought he was about to be beaten by Ning Que in the book. I was afraid that Lin Hai would come and beat me, so I changed it to Guan Hai, but I still missed three places.
No changes, then this is the second chapter, there are still three hours, I will continue to write the third chapter.)