Nightfall

(There were a lot of typos in the chapter the day before yesterday, and probably you can feel my faintness too. I have modified some of them, but they have not been re-uploaded. My uncomfortable moment is called Qu Ni Madi.)

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Standing in front of the verdant valley, looking at the wild snow mountains, the Longqing prince was silent, knowing that he was facing choice again, the result of the choice was not important, the key lies in the spirit shown in the choice, with the experience of climbing the academy, So this time he didn't hesitate and turned to walk into the verdant valley.

When the bottom of the boot left the snow, it was the moment when the foot was lifted. The snow suddenly stopped above the snow cliff and behind the peaks. He looked up and saw that the thick lead cloud disappeared sometime, revealing the cham Clear sky.

The azure and tranquil sky is an objective and real existence. However, reflected in the heart of his Dao, the sky that appears in the sea of ​​his knowledge is a different appearance, half of which is clear black, and the other half is starry and splendid.

Standing again between light and darkness, he smiled and shook his head after a little silence. He continued walking on the side of the snowy cliff near the verdant valley. Every step of falling, a few green grass will grow beside the boots. The magic is getting more and more flourishing, and gradually it will be covered with a whole snow cliff.

The fence at the end of Xueya that had trapped him for many days had already been scattered on the ground. The top of one of the firewoods could be seen as star-like green. Although the greenness was weak but extremely condensed, he only saw it when he approached. It turned out to be a leaf about half the size of a fingernail, glowing with a faint green.

This firewood has no vitality, but at this time, new buds are born, especially depending on the growth rate of the new buds, maybe soon, more green leaves will be born, and even a beautiful flower may end up.

Prince Longqing quietly looked at the green buds at the top of Chaimu. Although there was no expression on his face, he was deeply moved in the depths of his heart. The so-called knowing destiny is to understand the origin of the world, to master the laws of heaven and earth, and even to The law of life can only be regarded as a true way for such a practitioner. At this time, he is only one line away from the realm of destiny, and there are no more moral obstacles to stop him.

Only when the green leaves are full of life and the petals are spitting out can you break through.

However, the expression on his face became more and more dignified, because the moment of breaking through the border, the most bogey was disturbed.

If he passed the threshold of Taoism in Xiling Taoshan, he ruled that the Grand Priest should personally protect him, but at this time deep in the wilderness snow mountain, all dangers and possible obstacles must be borne by himself.

At this moment, the sound of the cloth robbing the wind sounded.

Dao Ye Yehong in a red dress appeared on the snow cliff, the black bun was slightly messy, and his beautiful face was slightly tired. It should have consumed a lot of energy in the chase with Tang Xiaotang.

She glanced at the Longqing prince, her bright and cold eyes showed a hint of burning and appreciation, but did nothing, and sat down not far from him without a word, staring indifferently.

Longqing nodded her gratitude to her, then sat down next to the firewood with tender shoots, slowly closed her eyes and silently waited for the moment of blooming, calmly and joyfully greeted the arrival of the realm of destiny.

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Deep in the verdant valley, beside the Daming Lake, Ning Que hanged his head slightly on the stone, and seemed to have fallen asleep. The willow branch he held in his hand fluctuated in the lake water from time to time as his body moved up and down.

A fish swims in the depths of the lake, the fish tail swings a bit strange, mainly because the rhythm of the bounce is not as light as its companion, and it seems to be a little tired. Through the light that is shot into the water on the lake, it sees that The root of the willow branch that was trembling steadily swam over and carefully covered it gently with the lips of the fish.

The fish knows whether it is a willow branch, or a white and fat willow branch whose roots are blistered by the lake water, and there is no meat or insects on it, but it wants to swim over and contain it, because the fish always feels that it should be there It should be there, because the closeness revealed on that willow branch is as close as a part of his body.

Ning Que stretched out the **** umbrella in her dream, and then woke up and found that the willow branch was still tightly held in his hand. He rubbed his eyes with his left hand and found that this one had been fishless for a long time. The willow willow moved again, and he could feel the drape from the branches faintly.

He lifted the willow branch and found that there was a fish hanging on the branch, and the fish flicked its tail, and the water was splashing. However, strangely, no matter how it bounced, the fish lips bite the willow branch firmly Let go.

Ning Que thought, this fish is really stupid.

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The vast Beimin Mountain is the Tianji Mountain, and the radius is thousands of miles away. The vastness of the sky is like a starry sky at night. The verdant valley is just a small place in the Tianqi Mountain Range. And chaos.

Two extremely straight dangerous cliff peaks have been relatively silent for thousands of years. In the middle is a bottomless terror canyon. Two people sit silently on the two cliff peaks, just like the cliff wall itself Relatively speechless.

A priest sitting on the cliff on the east side, with a quiet and thin figure, wearing a moon-white collarless thin blouse, carrying a sheathless thin wooden sword, and still black hair combed into the bun , With an unusual ebony fork inserted, is not as unshakable as a green pine, but more like a cloud attached to a beautiful sky background.

There is a man sitting on the west cliff peak, his eyebrows are calm and strong, his body is wrapped in a winter jacket made of animal skin and cotton skin, his hands are empty and there is no weapons, and the slightly bulging muscles under his clothes seem to contain infinite power Boots with bare legs and boots picked from nowhere, as if one foot could break the sky.

The childish Tang Xiaotang, standing behind the man, holding the blood-red giant knife in both hands, watched the negative sword priest sitting across the cliff opposite, feeling a bit cold.

She knows who the Taoist is opposite. She knows that the two cliffs are separated by a deep canyon. It seems insurmountable, but whether it is her brother or the Taoist between the opposite cliffs, they can meet whenever they want.

Because they are observant and Mozong walking in the world.

A cold wind blew across the canyon, and the Taoist coat on the east cliff peak moved gently, speaking slowly, across a distance of tens of feet, but the voice was so clear, as if it were ringing in everyone's ears.

"I haven't seen it in fourteen years. You are still the stone-like Tang."

Tang said: "The proud Ye Su doesn't seem to be so proud anymore."

Ye Su calmly said: "You have guarded me for three days and nights, do you intend to keep it forever."

Tang said: "This is our place."

Ye Su shook his head and said, "But God's Book is our God's Book."

Tang shook his head and said indifferently: "This book of heaven is our book of heaven."

Ye Su said: "The Demon Sect has withered away, and the remaining tributaries have disappeared. The teacher hasn't appeared in the world for a long time. I'm afraid that it has already disappeared, and only your brother and sister are left. How can you stop the torrent of destiny?"

Tang said: "There are pillars between the midstream."

Ye Su Jingjing looked at him suddenly and said, "You don't shoot, because you have a reason not to shoot."

Tang Leng looked at him indifferently and said, "If you don't shoot, there are naturally your reasons."

After a moment of silence, Ye Su said, "I waited for fourteen years before I had an opportunity to ask him for advice. If I had to fight against you before that, I would be too disrespectful of this opportunity and myself and him."

Tang Leng said: "The difference is not reasonable, you are not qualified to shoot him."

Ye Su smiled slightly and said, "Always have a try. Are you interested?"

Tang shook his head and said directly: "I am not his opponent, and my reason is not him."

Ye Su raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Have you seen him?"

Don nodded.

Ye Su said: "Since there are reasons for not shooting, is it really necessary to continue watching on this cliff?"

Tang lifted his eyes and looked somewhere in the vast mountains, and said, "Who said that these two children will break through?"

Ye Su looked down his eyes and said calmly: "With the door of the Tao, I naturally believe that the prince."

Tang said: "I trust Ning Que because he is a disciple of the Master."

Ye Su stopped talking.

Tang stopped talking.

The two were silent on their respective cliff peaks, and the bet was settled.

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Ning Que does not know whether he has broken the border or not. It is no longer just a bet between him and the Longqing prince, but a derivative of a more important external disc, which indirectly affects two truly powerful world walkers.

His expression did not even show any anxiety or tension, as if he had not been affected by the breach of the border agreement at all. He took the stupid fish from the lake and waved his hand to the mountain to let it go. All the seasonings and beast oil are ready to be cut to eat.

The fish in Daming Lake is delicate, tender and scale-free, especially the abdomen seems to be transparent. When he put it in a frying pan, a scent sounded, and a strange smell rose.

Ning Que was holding a branch and stood by the fire watching the color of the fish skin in the pot with great attentiveness, frowning and looking more serious than he was when he was practicing enlightenment. .

Instead of using firewood, he chose Fuhuo with extravagance and extremely precise temperature control. While carefully frying fish, he explained to Mo Shanshan: "The most important thing for frying fish is fire, and it must never be followed. Turn it around casually. It's like governing the country and practicing spiritually. We can despise it strategically and tell ourselves that frying fish is a fart. We must pay attention to it tactically and must be careful. "

The bookworm was begged by him to give up two fire runes, thinking about cooking with rune runes, and he felt a bit uncomfortable and distressed. At this time, listening to his explanation, he felt that this was indeed the case.

The translucent fish belly gradually swelled in warm oil, gradually revealing the cold glowing fish hook inside.

Ning Que was stunned. After watching it for a long time, he realized that this fish was the first one to be hooked when he was fishing by the lake, and then the fish was completely snatched from the hook and the shredded meat.

The wisher took the bait, you obviously did not want it at the time, why did you come back without the hook at this time?

He looked at the lake fish growing yellow in the pot, his eyebrows raised slowly, and a smile appeared on his face.

He handed over the branches in his hands to Moshan Mountain, turned around and walked to the lake, watching the snow peaks reflected in the lake water, and the power of understanding the sea released with his heart, but he did not feel the vitality around him ...

Because the power of thought and the vitality of the world beside Daming Lake have been merged into one.

He closed his eyes slowly, and his mind followed his thoughts that blended with the heavens and the earth. He saw the bluestone by the lake, saw the fish in the lake, saw the gravel under the fallen leaves, and saw everything.

It's not ordinary or ordinary, it's not through the light, or it's not about manipulating Tiandi's vitality to touch the surroundings and then perceiving from the feedback, but it is the most subtle perception of heaven and earth.

Then Ning Que opened her eyes and looked up at the sky. I saw white clouds floating in the blue sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Those clouds were shaped into various shapes, some like horse thieves, some like horses, Some are like Bibi Lake, some are like trees in Minshan Mountain, some are like cornices of Spring Breeze Pavilion, and some are like old bookstores, full of the shadows of the past.

He stretched out his trembling fingers and gently moved in the wind by the lake, muttering, "It turns out that there are signs everywhere in this world."

Mo Shanshan held the branch in his hand and looked at the fish fried in the pot. The beautiful little face was full of tension. She didn't know when she could move. As the smell of the paste grew, the fish in the pot was translucent. Suddenly the abdomen exploded, and the bullet of the fishhook flew out and disappeared in the lake.

Listening to Ning Que's words, she looked at the messy fish in the pot and whispered in shame, "The fish is broken."

Ning Que turned around and looked at her seriously and said, "I'm broken too."

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(After designing for a long time, I finally found my own favorite breakthrough design. I like this chapter. The food-loving life is always happier than the life of the cultivator.)