Under the action of the talisman array, the black carriage walked on the mountain road almost like a wind, silently. On the grass slope by the mountain stream, there were many horses eating grass, covering up the sound of the big black horse's hooves and the big green trees
No one noticed the arrival of Ning Qu and the others.ishu.
The girl under the bamboo wall noticed that she had already entered the realm of Zhiming, and could also detect the subtle changes in the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. Moreover, she was the most genius talisman master in the world, and now she was the divine talisman master.
How could she not notice the aura of talismans emitted from the black carriage at the realm? Or, in fact, it was just because she had been silently looking at the direction of the mountain road, who did she want to see?
Looking at the black carriage gradually parked in the distance, the girl's eyes showed a joyful expression, and a faint confusion, then she turned into calmness, and then slowly walked towards the other side.
There are many practitioners on the stone plaza by the stream and silently paying attention to the girl, including the noble young master who was surrounded by many practitioners. As the girl left Cuizhu and walked towards the black carriage in the distance, theirs
The eyes moved subconsciously, and they seemed a little confused.
Some people are guessing who was in the black carriage, which can make the world-famous book creep to welcome him. Some smart people or people who are more familiar with the Tang Kingdom have guessed the truth and can't help but show a shocked look.
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Ning Que did not pay attention to the expressions and reactions of the practitioners under the big green tree. He just silently looked at the girl who was walking towards him, watching her getting closer and closer, looking at the picture that I haven't seen for a long time or even rarely remembered, but really didn't.
The forgetful face became clearer and clearer in the sight, and the mood became more and more nervous.
The girl has really reduced a lot, but she is still beautiful and charming, with thin and thick black as ink, Ming Ruoqiu's eyes, slender and sparse eyelashes, thin and bright red lips,
The black hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, a dandelion-like white long skirt. As she moved, the simple and clean cloth shoes were removed from the hem of the skirt from time to time, and then floated back into the skirt like leaves in the wind, as if it was
Nothing has changed before.
During the past year and a half, Ning Que often received letters from the Dahe Kingdom. Those letter papers that seemed to have the smell of ink ponds were daily affairs written in beautiful handwriting, and never involved love affairs.
After reading these letters, he would hand over the letter to Sangsang or throw it away himself, and he would also reply, but he rarely said anything in the letter, and more often he just sent some books that he was more satisfied with.
When Ning Que decided to come to Lanke Temple to participate in the Yulan Festival last year, he thought that the book fan would definitely be invited. And she might really come. He thought about how it would be when he met again many times.
What he could say and what he should say, but the more he thought about these things, the more he couldn't understand them, and the more he thought about them, the more he became nervous and helpless, so he stopped thinking about them until he forgot about them, until he saw her again by the mountain stream
Appeared in front of one's eyes.
Looking at the girl who was slowly approaching, Ning Que didn't know what to do. He hoped that some sound could be heard from the car behind him at this time, and hoped that Sangsang could hear two false coughs, even if it was just the thinness of his clothes moving.
The slight voice also made him calmer at this time, and the expression on his face became more indifferent.
When Mo Shanshan walked to the carriage, the big dark horse found that it was the first beautiful hostess she recognized and liked very much. She waved her head and neighed twice, looking extremely happy.
Mo Shanshan smiled slightly. He raised his palm and touched its head. The big dark horse desperately tried to squeeze his huge head into her palm and rubbed it affectionately. It looked very funny.
Ning Que patted it on the back and silently warned it not to be too excited and nervous to lose its composure. At the same time, he also told himself not to be too excited and nervous to lose its composure.
In the carriage, Sangsang still made no sound.
But he had already calmed down a lot at this time, looking at Mo Shanshan bowing and bowing.
Mo Shanshan returned the gift, bowed to the black carriage, and said calmly: "I have seen the daughter of light."
In the carriage, Sangsang's voice finally came out: "I've seen the mountain master."
The first words of the two girls were very calm and polite. Ning Que could not help but speechless as he heard Sangsang's voice so calm and gentle, and he actually had the tone of a great figure in the Xiling Temple.
When he was a little at a loss, Sangsang's voice sounded from the carriage again: "Young Master, I'm a little tired and want to rest in the car for a while."
Ning Que understood that she was giving herself the opportunity to talk to Mo Shanshan alone. After a moment of silence, she nodded, walked to Mo Shanshan, and said, "Go to the stream and take a look?"
Looking at the backs of the young men and women walking towards the mountain stream, the big black horse kicked the hind hooves lightly and sniffed, and praised them in his heart that they were such a beautiful couple. Of course, Sangsang is also very good, but Ning Que is a fool.
Why don’t both goods need both? If humans want women to marry, then they can marry both of them. Seeing this guy is so glorious now, who else dares to stop you? I thought I had it in the south military camp back then.
I had a good time, but I saw the snow-white mare on the wasteland and still did not retreat. I thought I would do it. Love really requires courage...
Just when the big dark horse kept mocking Ning Que, and felt that he was too pitiful and wanted to encourage him to have more courage, Sangsang's question suddenly rang in the car behind him.
Sangsang asked, "Do you know Miss Shanshan?"
The big dark horse's body suddenly stiffened. Knowing that the scenes of his previous intimate relationship with Mo Shanshan were all seen by Sangsang, he couldn't help but feel extremely frightened.
As a big livestock and pet from Lao Bizhai to Yanming Lake, it is known to the Ning family that it is always the most powerful lady in this family. This and Sangsang have become the Xiling Temple now.
The daughter of light has nothing to do with it. You should know that when she was still a little maid, the world began to run like this.
In this case, the big dark horse knew that any explanation was a cover-up and was very likely to die ugly, so it grinned and looked at the carriage, waving its tail constantly, and pretended to be stupid and pleasing to behave.
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On the grassy slope next to the mountain stream, there were many horses hunching down their heads and eating grass. It should be the mounts of those practitioners who came to worship the mountain. There were also some wild goats playing not far away. Both sides were silently accompanying each other and they were at peace.
Nothing happens.
Ning Que and Moshan Mountain walked to the ravine and were silent, but the atmosphere was not as calm as on the grass slope. Although it was nothing, it was really hard to be at peace, and there was an embarrassing and uneasy atmosphere...
Silence needs to be broken after all. If Mo Shanshan needs to take the first step at this time, if the senior brother of the Academy knows about this, even if he is gentler, he will probably mock him for many years, and that is indeed too
Not a man, so Ning Que looked at her and asked, "How has this year been?"
The two of them have had letters in the past year and a half. Even if they talk about nothing, they will mention some recent situations. Where do they need to ask specifically? After being silent for so long, and then in such a serious tone, they asked such a question.
, This only means that his mind is still not very good at this time.
"Writing and practicing to break through the realm."
Mo Shanshan answered calmly and seriously without laughing or annoyance. When she spoke, her serious expression and focused eyes made such a simple question and answer feel a sense of ritual.
Then she smiled and asked, "Where are you? You rarely mention it in the letter."
"The same is true for me, writing and practicing to break through the realm."
After a moment of pause, Ning Que smiled slightly and said, "I killed a few people in the middle."
Listening to this sentence, Mo Shanshan looked at his eyes seriously, and was sure that his previous perception had not made any mistakes. He said happily: "When did you break the situation? It's really worth congratulations."
Ning Que looked at her and said with a smile: "You have become a talisman master in spring. I am much later than you. What's so happy about it? Thinking about it now, the letter you left when you left Chang'an is really very
I am foresighted. When you see more magnificent rivers and mountains, I am still crawling hard in the mountain stream."
Mo Shanshan smiled and said, "But you have seen the scenery on the top of the mountain now."
“Well, the scenery here is pretty good.”
Ning Que moved his eyes from the bottomless mountain stream on the cliff to the peaks of Washan.
Mo Shanshan suddenly thought of the thing that worried him the most after the separation, and asked: "I was really shocked to know that you were going to duel with Xiahou. At that time, no one in the Dahe Kingdom, including the teacher, looked down on you."
Ning Que looked into her beautiful eyes and asked, "Where are you?"
Mo Shanshan thought for a while and said, "Although there is really no reason to think that you will win. But for some reason, I always feel that even if you lose, there will be no accident, at least you won't die."
Ning Que was curious and asked, "You actually have so confidence in me?"
Mo Shanshan smiled and said, "When I left the mountain gate of the Demon Sect that year, Ye Hongyu once told me in the hanging basket that a shameless person like you usually has a long lifespan."
Is this the saying that disaster has lived for thousands of years? Ning Que said a little annoyed: "I don't like to listen to such slander. Don't look at her as the ruling priest, and I really force me to the point of being too anxious. I dare to trouble her."
Mo Shanshan stopped mentioning this and asked, "How is it like defeating Xiahou?"
"The feeling of defeating the enemy is not important. Even if you can't beat the opponent, it's good as long as you can kill the enemy, so you should ask me how it feels like to kill Xiahou..." Just like on the journey in the wasteland, Ning Que started
He habitually instilled in her those cold-blooded and realistic combat methods and ideas, and said, "There was a moment of ecstasy, then fatigue and confusion, and finally all of them were calm after getting what he wanted."
Mo Shanshan listened to him silently, looking at the extremely faint scar on his face, looking at the extremely shallow dimples, feeling a little lost. Thinking of the rumored fierce battle on the winter lake, he always felt his calm expression
There were many heart-wrenching things hidden below, and even felt that his dimples were filled with bright blood, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"I only realized after the truth of this incident was passed on to Dahe that you had such a miserable childhood."
She said with a trembling voice, unable to hide her love for him.
Ning Que didn't want to talk about this topic. Looking at her cheeks that were slightly thinner than before, he joked: "The flesh on her face is gone. It seems that you have been having a hard time in the past two years."
I originally wanted to tell a joke to dilute the previous downturn, but as soon as he said that, he knew something was wrong.
As a book lover in the world, there are books saints and relatives who are respected by their fellow students. In spring, they break the realm and come to know their destiny and become such a rare young talisman master. Life can be said to be extremely smooth and happy, which can make her worry and reduce her haggardness.
What else can be said to be a word of love?
If an ordinary woman listens to this sentence, she will immediately cry without saying it. She will probably show her expression slightly, and at least she will give her a hint of force in her smile, which will make the man feel guilty.
Mo Shanshan is not an ordinary woman, so she just smiled and said nothing.
Ning Que looked at her gratefully and said, "I thought that Lanke Temple would definitely invite you to participate in the Yulan Festival. But envoys from all countries want to discuss the deserted people going south. Other practitioners may be worried about the rumors of invasion in the underworld. Please click on you
You probably won’t be able to come here. Do you want to ask Elder Qishan to give you some advice? But you are already a divine talisman master who knows the destiny. You should know the way to do it yourself. How can you need others to solve your doubts for you?"
As soon as he said that, he immediately knew that he had made another big mistake. The book fan naturally did not need Elder Qishan to answer questions about practice or Taoism for him, and he didn't even need to ask about life, so he naturally asked...
No matter how great Mo Shanshan is, he is still a girl's house. After listening to Ning Que's two questions in a row, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and annoyed. He looked at him and asked, "What are you doing again? I want to grab the slaughter.
Buddhist scriptures in the temple?”
Ning Que knew that he had made a mistake, so he dared to laugh at him. He said honestly: "In the grand event in the world of cultivation, the academy always needs people to show respect. I joined the academy on behalf of the academy and had to go through this experience."
Then he looked a little sad and said, "More importantly, my Sangsang's illness has happened again. This time, even the teacher can do anything. But the teacher said that Lanke Temple can cure it, so I brought her here."
During the journey to the wasteland, especially during the period when we continued north, Mo Shanshan and Ning Que were always walking with each other, so naturally they talked about a lot of people or things around each other. She was talking about her fellow disciples from Mochiyuan, Ning Que
He talked about his fellow disciples in the academy and his comrades in Weicheng, but most of the time he talked about the little maid in his family. Naturally, he also mentioned the past of relying on each other when he was a child, and the old illnesses of the little maid.
Mo Shanshan heard the four words Sangsang from Ning Que countless times. Moreover, she had read the chicken soup post, so she even knew the importance of Sangsang to him earlier than Ning Que herself, so although she and Sang were with Sang
Sang had only met twice and said no more than ten words, but she was actually really familiar with Sangsang. In addition to someone and some things, she actually felt a sense of closeness to Sangsang.
When she heard that Sangsang was seriously ill, she looked at the black carriage not far away and was very worried, but she said nothing.
Ning Que could see clearly that her worries were sincere, and when his heart warmed up, he felt guilty again. It was a mistake to be able to be loved by such a beautiful and kind woman.
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"What's going on over there?"
He looked at the crowd under the big green tree, pointed to the square stone pedestal and the old monk in yellow who was making moves.
Mo Shanshan didn't expect that he had entered Mount Wa, but he didn't know the rules that have been circulated in the world of practice for many years. He explained: "Being able to get the opportunity to solve doubts by Master Qishan is the thing that practitioners hope most, so every time the master comes out of the house.
At that time, many practitioners, especially those wild practitioners, would pour into Washan. After all, this place is a quiet place in Buddhism, and it cannot become noisy like a vegetable market. Moreover, it is impossible for the master to choose people with destiny to choose among millions of people. Therefore,
Since many years ago, Lanke Temple has set rules that only practitioners who pass the three chess game can finally arrive at Donglu and obtain the qualification to be personally selected by Master Qishan before they reach Donglu."
Ning Que looked under the big green tree and frowned and asked, "For example, if you have to win this level, then you can cross the bridge?"
Mo Shanshan nodded and said, "Washan talks are a very famous elegant thing in the world of cultivation. It is said that there is an endgame in the three chess games, one game of chess, and the other game is temporarily set."
Ning Que asked: "I have to win three games in a row before I can get to the front of the house?"
Mo Shanshan said: "The last time Master Qishan opened a house and chose someone with a destiny was decades ago. I don't know much about the matter too specific, but the master is a monk of the Buddhist sect, so I don't think he is pure.
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The victory or defeat is decided. If the mountain worshiper can show his wisdom or other meaningful qualities in the process of playing chess, he will probably be selected by the master, but three games of chess must be played."
Ning Que asked, "Why?"
Mo Shanshan said without commenting: "Because this is a rule."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "Rules are dead, and people live."
He said seriously, but Mo Shanshan laughed and said, "Can you play chess?"
Ning Que was a little embarrassed and said, "I am willing to find a victory or defeat on the sword, and I don't like to be energetic on the chessboard."
Mo Shanshan said with a little concern: "What will you do?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "What else can I do? Driving a long cart to break through the tiger and jump over the mountain, who dares to stop me? But... If these monks are so stupid that they dare to go against the academy, you have to help me."
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Mo Shanshan looked at his laughing look, and this time he finally saw the perseverance hidden inside and the ruthlessness of never giving up until he achieved his goal. He couldn't help but feel a little sad, and then Microsoft.
She knew that since this matter was related to Sangsang's life, no matter what difficulties and obstacles were ahead, even if Haotian was ahead, Ning Que would slash him with one knife.