Volume II Winter Lake Chapter 273 This is not an understanding
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 273: Isn’t this a kind of understanding
Ning Que did not deceive Ye Hongyu. He really took Sangsang to Hongxiuzhao. However, today he did not hang out in the Shuizhu Organs, nor did he peek at the new red cards, but he went to the verge of the new red cards.
On the top floor, sitting in Jian’s room, rolled up his sleeves and launched an attack on the pot of mutton soup.
The earthen bowls and mutton are very well equipped with utensils and vegetables. The steam is steaming with greenery, which makes the winter solstice festival atmosphere really beautiful.
Ning Que picked up the chopsticks and sheep's belly from the bowl, dipped it in garlic, and put it into his mouth and chewed it randomly. He put the Jiujiang Double Steamed Brew in the cup into his lips. His spicy brows were frowning very tightly, just like
Something extremely difficult happened.
Jian everyone took the towel handed over by Xiaocao, wiped the sweat beads on their foreheads, and looked at him and said, "I have brought the words of the Queen. As long as you can quietly finish today, the Queen is willing to give you what you need.
Of course, she will apologize to you again on behalf of Xiahou.”
Ning Que pointed to his brow that was so spicy that he was as frowning as the word "chuan" by the strong wine, and said, "The problem is that there is a confusion between the eyebrows and eyes that cannot be stretched, and it cannot be smooth no matter how you think about it."
"You are so spicy that you can drink, so you shouldn't drink strong wine."
Everyone Jian’s words seemed to have deep meaning. After saying this, she was silent for a long time before she persuaded again with caution and gentleness: “To be able to tolerate and calm is great wisdom.”
Ning nodded in a bad way and said, "I understand this."
Jane laughed comfortably, then sighed, "Before you come, I'm really worried that you'll be like that guy back then."
According to the senior brothers in the academy, everyone should be considered the sister-in-law of the junior uncle. In this way, she is the only one in the world who dares to call the junior uncle as that guy.
"I don't have the ability of the junior uncle." He said with a smile, and then his smile gradually faded and said, "If I have the ability of the junior uncle, I naturally don't need to endure it anymore. Since I have entered the world, of course I have to kill the generals well, and I can't do it.
If you lose the master's majesty, you can't lose the reputation of your uncle."
Jian everyone frowned slightly and said, "Entering the world is not about killing people, but about understanding. The latest chapter of the Holy Hall."
Ning Que said: "Isn't murder a kind of understanding?"
After saying this, Ning Que became drunk. I don’t know if it was the double steamed wine from Hebei County that made him drunk, or if he found that he was unable to tear open the dense nets of the powerful people in Chang'an City, so he had to
Drunk, maybe he just wanted to use Drunk to hide some of his thoughts.
As usual, after Hongxiuzhao got drunk, he slept in the small courtyard of Shuizhuer. The warm fragrance on the bed was as old as before, but fortunately, there was not much smell of Master Yan Se's smell of smell.
Sangsang sat at the head of the bed, took a wet towel and put it on his forehead. She knew very well that Ning Que was pretending to be drunk at this time, so she politely declined Shui Zhuer's proposal to cook sober soup.
Ning Que did not dream in his slightly drunkenness, did not see the darkness in the distance, the three extreme cold black smoke and dust, nor did he see the infinite light on the sky above his head, he just submerged his consciousness.
Enter the sea of consciousness, sink to the deepest bottom of the sea, pick up those fragments of consciousness and experience them silently.
These fragments of consciousness were obtained after a bloody battle with Liansheng at the mountain gate of the Demon Sect last year. Before Master Liansheng died, he forcibly passed these fragments of consciousness into his sea of consciousness. Since then, he has been experiencing them carefully, but he has always been experiencing them carefully.
No specific gains.
However, he knew that these fragments of consciousness were very important, at least to him, because in Hulan Haibei, it was precisely because he relied on these fragments of consciousness that he instinctively avoided Xiahou's iron fist.
, it seems that he can guess what Xiahou thought in the battle.
Sitting drunk and warming the bed, Ning Que's right hand unconsciously landed on his waist, and there were a few hard things in his belt, the academy's waist card, and other waist cards.
These signs in the belt seem to give him some spiritual comfort, making his consciousness lurking in the sea of consciousness become more and more quiet and clear - the deep meaning of the fragments of consciousness left by Master Liansheng,
At that time, he still did not have enough realm to fully understand, but he already understood what important role these fragments of consciousness would take in the battle with Xiahou.
On the banks of Yanming Lake, Ye Hongyu once said that great practitioners who have entered the realm of Zhiming can perceive the subtle changes in the vitality of heaven and earth. All the opponent's methods cannot surpass their experience and perception. This kind of combat consciousness can
It is the truly terrifying place for the powerful man in the realm of Zhiming. (《》)
Ning Que's current realm is at the upper realm of Dongxuan. If he wants to cross the realm to fight against the great practitioners in the realm of Zhiming, the huge gap in combat consciousness alone will make him despair.
However, there were many fragments of consciousness left by Liansheng in the depths of his sea of consciousness.
The former great priest of Xiling and the great guardian of the Buddhist sect, the realm of his life had already reached the peak of the realm of Zhiming. If it weren't for some mysterious reasons, he would have refused to take that step, but he would have broken it long ago.
After reaching the five realms, he became an extraordinary person who became a saint.
What realm did Master Liansheng reach?
Ning Que didn't know that such things could only be known in battle.
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After waking up, Ning Que's alcohol was gone and his spirit was refreshed. He confirmed that his body and spirit were in the best state of his life. Then he and Sangsang left Hongxiuzhao.
The wind and snow in Chang'an City were bigger than in the morning. They were like goose feathers, dancing uneasy, and then fell down, dyeing the whole city white. Ning Que and Sangsang held the dirty big black umbrella.
Walking in this simple world of ice and snow is like a little dazzling ink drop.
The common people in the city celebrate the festival, accompanied by the mellow smell of mutton soup, and the thick snow on the eaves seemed to have turned into fresh mutton slices. The princes and nobles also celebrated the festival, but the quiet and solemn things in the north city
There was no lively sound in the mansion.
Ning Que knew why. The officials in the mansion would go outside the imperial city to see Xiahou off today, and might even send the general out of Chang'an City.
He held the handle of the big black umbrella in his right hand, and held Sangsang's hand in his left hand, walking in the wind and snow, in the beautiful atmosphere of the city, and in the noble nature of the northern city, silent.
The summer of the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, Chang'an City has been in Chang'an for a long time. People in this city, even the seniors in the academy, probably thought they would continue to calm down like this, and they thought Ning Que had given up on that.
Thoughts, because no matter how you look at it, people cannot find a suitable method for him.
Ning Que could not give up. Just as Xia Tianshi said to Sangsang, if Xiahou did not kill Xiahou, Xiahou would be really old. Revenge itself is not important. What is important is that he wants to give his life an explanation. No
This explanation makes his life necessarily incomplete.
He may die because Xiahou is indeed very powerful. On the wasteland, even the senior brother said that he was not sure to kill this person. But he did not think he would die because there was no one in this world except Master.
He knows better than him that he is already very powerful now.
Life is like a question and all kinds of foolish things. Over the past fifteen years, Ning Que has solved many questions, and his purpose of solving the problem is today's battle, and he firmly believes that he will win.
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Flying snow covered the imperial city.
The vermilion palace walls are particularly eye-catching in the snow.
The atmosphere in front of the imperial city is different from the coldness of the wind and snow. Dozens of luxurious carriages are waiting outside the square in front of the palace. The palace gate is hundreds of feet further ahead of the moat jade railing, where there are many people.
His Highness Li Peiyan is here, the military leader, General Xu Shi, General of the State, has come, the grand sects in the pavilion are here, and the ministers are here, except for the prime minister who has recuperated due to illness, all the great figures of the Tang court and the military have appeared.
Before the imperial city, they were going to see General Xiahou off.
Looking at the tall figure slowly walking out of the gate of the imperial city, the big men showed complex emotions, comforting smiles, sighs, and sadness.
This was the first general in the Tang Empire who had retired from the army during the Tianqi period. Going back more than a hundred years, it was probably the only general who had no reason to resign military power.
Xiahou walked slowly outside the city gate, looking at the adults and colleagues who had been in the same dynasty for decades, the expression on his solemn cheeks was also very complicated.
Leaving the palace and going to his hometown, he was no longer a general, but a farmer who returned to his hometown. He was indeed a little reluctant to leave, holding the power of a murder knife, refusing to leave the iron cavalry in the military camp, refusing to leave the sword at night to look at the lamp
years.
The most reluctant thing was that Tang Lu could not shake him, and the enemy's army could not defeat him. Even the Xiling Temple silently indulged him, but he was forced to leave this prosperous stage.
However, Your Majesty gave him a banquet, and all the civil and military officials gave him gifts, and many rewards. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there have been not many ministers who have received this honor, let alone a traitor of the Demon Sect, who can become a guest of the Taoist sect, a king general of the Tang Dynasty, and expand territory and territory.
, killing countless people, but being able to return to old age safely and enjoy life. This is a perfect life.
Xiahou was very satisfied.
In the quiet city gate, walking outside the palace, walking towards the big men who smiled and looked at him, and as he took every step forward, he relaxed a little.
Walking out of the city gate, the military boots stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound. Xiahou frowned slightly, and did not give a greeting to His Highness, who was greeting himself, but looked to the south of the imperial city.
His Highness the Prince's expression was slightly different and he turned around and looked.
The people at the palace gate noticed something strange, turned around and looked over there in confusion.
The old general Xu Shi suddenly coughed in pain, his gray eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, like two sticky snow that refused to fall, a little angry and helpless.
A big black umbrella slowly walked in the wind and snow.
There are two people under the black umbrella.
The black umbrella was very big, and the surface was very thick. No matter how strong the wind and snow were, it could not invade. The heavy snow fell on the greasy black umbrella. It did not stick to it, but seemed a little afraid and slid to both sides.
Looking at the big black umbrella slowly coming in the snow, Xiahou felt completely relaxed for some reason. It was not until this moment that he realized that he had been waiting for this person to arrive.
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(The traditional version will be released last month. Today I received the sample book. I like it very much. Thanks to the students from the publishing house and friends from Taiwan. I don’t know if I have seen it. In addition, regarding understanding this song, the Chinese Voice
The one who sang it was not my favorite, I still like the version of Yang Zongwei's breaking voice the most...)