Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 53: The Brightness of the Southern Sky
There are many things that seem complex and are complex to do. Only few people have the ability to see simple cores in complex things and then make concise and correct responses.
The head of Xiling Temple naturally has this ability. He knew that it was not easy to find Ning Que on the vast wasteland, because humans are not able to fly into the sky and overlook the world like goshawks, and they are not as good as Haotian, who can go through the nine skyscrapers.
The clouds see all the details of the world calmly and lovingly.
Since it is not easy to find Ning Que, the easiest way is to let Ning Que appear by himself. So he said something to the lonely black carriage in the north.
"You finally showed up, the daughter of Pluto."
The voice of the head sect was very bright, as if painted in gold, and as wide as the heaven and earth. After coming out of the giant chariot pavilions, it suddenly condensed and turned into a thunder sound like substance.
Where the thunder passed, the thousands of gauze curtains danced without the wind, the golden railings on the chariot were shining, and several priests fell to the ground and died. A straight and invisible wave of air appeared on the wasteland, causing the mud with a smell of blood.
And countless grass-clad gravels, they attacked the black carriage in the north.
A figure flew out of the deserted crowd and came to Sangsang at the fastest speed. It was Ning Que. He took out a big black umbrella from behind and wanted to spread it open to block the thunderous sound wave for her.
The sound wave was too strong, the wind was howling, and the thunder roared. Before the big black umbrella could be fully opened, Ning Que was scraped to the ground more than ten feet later. There were countless extremely small cracks on the black courtyard suit on his body.
There are also many holes in the strong skin, and some places are bleeding.
The big dark horse looked at the sound of thunder and wind rushing towards him, and he kicked his hooves in horror. He wanted to turn around and escape, but he couldn't bear to escape. He bent his front hooves and buried his head in the soil, pretending that nothing would happen.
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Lei Yin came to Sangsang.
Sangsang's face was slightly pale, but his eyes were extremely bright. She didn't know how she could survive this terrifying thunder sound, but vaguely, she knew that she shouldn't be afraid of this thunder sound.
More than a dozen black crows were hovering in the sky above her head. Suddenly, they rushed down and made extremely cold, shrill and unpleasant rattles at the thunder sound that was coming with dust and stones.
The black crow kept flapping its wings. Every time it waved, it would blow out two strong winds, bringing the cold and cold breath emitted from Sangsang's body to the south.
Countless cold winds emerged from the bottom of the black crow's wings, like countless thin ropes. They were tangled and woven together, and eventually turned into an extremely strong thick rope.
Lei Yin and Han Feng met several feet in front of Sangsang.
The black crow's rattle became more and more shrill, and from time to time, black feathers fell off and floated down. Then they stuck to the ice and snow surface around Sangsang's body, looking like there were more ink dots on white paper.
The cold wind gradually calms.
The thunder sound gradually dissipated.
The smoke and dust gradually converge.
More than ten black crows flew back to Sangsang's head and circled and flew, but the speed of flying was much slower than before, and seemed a little tired.
Lei Yin, the headmaster, was thrown away by more than a dozen black crows.
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Ning Que got up from the ground and walked to Sangsang with a complicated expression, not because his whereabouts had been exposed, but because the encounter between Black Crow and Lei Yin proved some of his conjecture.
Since Sangsang is the daughter of Pluto, how could Pluto watch his daughter die?
The people are afraid of Sangsang because the cold and cold breath in Sangsang's body will destroy people. So why does the Xiling Temple have to discharge such a large formation? Because they are afraid? Why are they afraid?
The strong men of the Buddhist and Taoist sects should be very clear that Sangsang's own strength is very ordinary, especially after being seriously ill, he becomes very fragile and easily killed. Their fear can only show that Sangsang after waking up
, with the ability to scare them, so the head of Xiling Temple went to the wasteland in person!
It is not unimaginable that Pluto's daughter has some kind of terrifying ability, but Sangsang has not woken up in the past, so she cannot show it until her illness becomes worse and worse, and the cold and cold breath in her body becomes stronger and stronger.
She woke up day by day, and that unknown ability began to return to her body.
When he was in Yuelun Kingdom, Ning Que realized this clearly, but he did not take advantage of this, but instead tried every means to cure Sangsang's disease, and wanted to eliminate or suppress and purify the yin in her body.
The cold breath, no matter how dangerous the moment, he didn't want her to show that unknown ability.
As Sangsang once said, once Sangsang truly awakens, she will become the daughter of Pluto. Is Sangsang still the Sangsang now? Is it still Sangsang?
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"It's indeed Pluto's daughter."
The voice of the head sect sounded again from the chariot and echoed in the wasteland. However, his voice seemed a little tired at this time. It seemed that the previous thunder sound had also consumed a lot of his mind.
As soon as the words were finished, the tall figure in the ten thousand gauze curtain suddenly became taller. At some point, a magical scepter that was taller than this figure appeared in the figure's hand.
Looking at the changes behind the giant chariot curtain, Ning Que's mood suddenly became cold. He didn't know what would happen later, but he always felt that what was about to happen was terrible.
The thousands of gauze curtains on the giant chariot suddenly burned. It was not real combustion, but countless light and heat, flowing through and falling like running water between the thin slits of the curtains.
The tall figure behind the curtain also began to burn, and countless light and heat spread around the edge of the figure. The remaining grass on the chariot instantly turned yellow and then turned into black and gray.
Dozens of red-clothed priests and divine guards next to the giant chariot dragged several priests and Luo Kedi's corpses, left as fast as possible, avoiding the terrifying light and heat, and then knelt down at the giant chariot.
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Light is the brilliance of holiness, and heat is the absolute heat.
Countless light and heat emerged from the head sect, and his figure seemed to have turned into lamp oil.
He held the long magical scepter in his hand, like a wick in an oil lamp.
Light and heat are combustion, and the combustion of lamp oil is transmitted to the combustion of the wick and becomes a flame of concrete shape.
The flame is a pillar of light.
A holy pillar of light emerged from the top of the magical staff, penetrated through the top of the giant chariot, and shone onto the sky.
The sky in the south was not covered by dark dark clouds, and it was boundless and several white clouds floated on it. When the pillar of light fell on the sky, the blue sky instantly became bright.
A few white clouds floating in the sky covered the light of the sky, and the edge seemed to be plated with a golden edge. Unlimited pressure fell from the sky and fell on the wasteland.
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The blue and white clouds are left with only one color, or there is no color, only light.
Absolute light is a very monotonous visual perception. At this time, hundreds of thousands of humans on the wasteland looked up at the bright sky, but felt that they had seen an infinitely rich world.
That world is not a real kingdom of gods, but a spiritual sense. The infinite richness they see is not a specific thing, but an emotional projection of countless human beings under the power of Haotian.
The picture at this time has transcended all the imaginations of the world of cultivation and transcended the imaginations of practitioners of the supreme realm. This is no longer a magical technique, but more like a miracle!
Hundreds of thousands of troops from the Xiling Temple knelt on the cool wasteland, bowing to the bright sky, worshiping the scenes that only appeared in the mythology.
The expressions on people's faces were shocked and awe-inspiring and fearful, and then they all turned into absolute piety and fanaticism. They had become frightened and uneasy because of the appearance of the daughter of the Pluto and Ning Que's five arrows, and they once again strengthened their own minds.
Faith has gained countless courage.
Correspondingly, when the blue and white clouds were turned into light, the deserted tribe was extremely depressed. The seriously injured and dying soldiers looked at the sky in the south, and their faces showed a look of despair. No one sang again, even if
It was Tang, and his expression on his face became a little desolate.
"Is this the legendary apocalypse?"
Ning Que looked at the huge chariot at the bottom of the light column, looked at the tall figure in the chariot, and asked.
"No, the teacher's apocalypse was not like this."
Sangsang said, then coughed in pain.
Many of the light dropped from the southern sky towards the wasteland fell near the deserted tribe, and naturally fell on her.
Several extremely light white smoke came out of her black fur coat, looking like it was burning in her body, but she couldn't smell any burning smell.
She looked at the light of the southern sky, and her eyes showed a timid expression.
Ning Que looked at her frowning brows, his heart felt a little sad, and he reached out to hold her into his arms.
The moment his fingers touched her body, there was a cube of ice on his nails.
The severe pain spread from the fingertips to the sea of consciousness. Ning Que groaned and found that for a moment, his entire right hand was frozen, and the ice line was spreading towards his arm.
The cold and cold breath in Sangsang's body had completely woken up and was being released outward.
Ning Que should have let go at this time, but he didn't want to let go. The Haoran Qi in his body quickly moved and turned into the radiant light of Haotian, instantly melting the ice layer on his arm, and then he hugged Sangsang into his arms.
Sangsang's hair streaked across his face, and there was an instant snow thread.
His lips were covered with frost, his voice trembling, and he was confused: "If it's too painful, don't do it."
The light of the southern sky fell on Sangsang, burning her body, heart, and soul. The cold and cold breath in her body kept frozen her body, heart, and soul.
This process is very painful.
Ning Que hugged her tightly, and the frost covered with it was shattered and melted by Haoran's gas inside, and then condensed into bones again. He was also in pain, but he knew she was in pain.
Sangsang's body trembled violently and seemed very painful. He shrank and hid in Ning Que's arms, just like in the past years, trying to find safety and warmth there.
However, light is everywhere, she has nowhere to hide, and the scent of the cold is inside her body, she has nowhere to hide, and she can only continue to suffer between the heat and the cold.
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