Nightfall

> .. In Longqing's wish, his decision, his response, without any problems, completely grasped the human nature ... can not be said to be weaknesses, should be said to be traits, but he forgot a very important point, the common traits of human nature, So it must have happened many times in history. In other words, his determination and response seemed to be wise, but in fact it was nothing but a cliché. .5㈠ο.

Until now, Long Qing still does not know the name and surname of the middle-aged Taoist, but after the Taoist Taoist in Tsing Yi was escorted to the South China Sea by a wooden stick, he naturally had enough wisdom and insight. Long Qing ’s response was He seemed to be filled with stale and disgusting atmosphere, which made him more unacceptable.

Unacceptable, it was tough and extreme repression. He did not hesitate to pat the top of Long Qing ’s head, ignoring the precious Tongtian pill that was swallowed, or what Long Qing meant to Daomen What he did, he just wanted to maintain the rules and bottom line of the Daomen.

However, it is regrettable, regrets the world, and will make Ning Que feel very regrettable in the future. This palm of the middle-aged Taoist has not been able to shoot Long Qing's palm to death, but it is extremely strangely surrounded by Long Qing's body. The light and tough breath returned.

Long Qing, who is almost mad, no longer has any moral rules in his heart, so he can do so many irresponsible things. However, Haotian ’s world has rules, and he can survive at this time, to a large extent. Thanks to these rules: such as acting force and reaction force.

The middle-aged Taoist understated the incomprehensible palm and fell on Longqing's head. His teeth shook suddenly and the facial features shocked the snow, but he didn't break the thin breath. The power was so great that it was terrible. He rebounded and let his palms bounce high.

With a bang, Long Qing's feet stepped out of a deep hole on the hard meadow ground. The trousers on the legs broke into butterflies and flew away. There was a sharp pain in the leg bone, which seemed to be broken.

The smoke filled the air, and Long Qing was hit by a palm, just like a ball that was severely patted on the ground by a palm, suddenly stagnation, and then flew towards the sky at a terrifying speed!

The roaring wind broke.

Long Qing flew into the air, extremely high and far, and he was extremely at a loss, at a loss. Feeling the breeze coming from the face, looking at the clouds that are getting closer and closer, thinking about the feeling of lightness after serving the Tongtian Maru before, I can't help but think that I really have become an immortal and will leave this bad world?

A Tongtian pill cannot really turn mortals into immortals.

As long as it doesn't become a fairy, it will fly higher. There is always the moment of falling.

Long Qing was shaken off the ground. He fluttered up, wondering whether he was flying dozens of feet or hundreds of feet. At the moment when he felt like he could reach the blue sky and the clouds, he began to fall.

In addition to those sages who can return to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, most people's final destination is the earth. The attraction of the earth to humans is that strong, so strong that it carries a lot of power.

Those forces made Long Qing fall, and fall faster and faster.

He left the cloud. Breaking the autumn wind, looking at the middle-aged Taoist, crossing the meadow, falling into the cliff behind the meadow, disturbing the clouds that have not dispersed for years, and going straight into the deep and bottomless chasm.

Falling from such a high place, even if it is a strong man who knows the fate of life. It can also be turned into a slough of mud by an earthquake, not to mention that no one knows how dangerous it is under the abyss.

Long Qing took the Heavenly Book and fell into the abyss.

The middle-aged Taoist walked to the cliff, watching the clouds between the cliffs flowing like a lake disturbed by stones, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

No one knows whether Long Qing is alive or dead.

He may live, but he should be dead.

But who knows?

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the hollow humanoid that was gradually swallowed by the drifting clouds, and silently thought, if you haven't died in this way, then you may really be the legendary oracle person.

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In the green mountain behind the observance, from time to time, dull or sad voices, and those vines scattered in the mountain roads and dense forests, trembling with these voices, seemed to feel extra terrified.

These voices came from the horror priests who had been hiding in the cave for decades. These priests did not deliberately show their power, but they had a sense of feeling and a sense of conversation. Ten caves were shaking.

"why?"

"Why do I see hope, but it is such a cold hope."

"I'm going to kill the junior."

"That waste is so courageous! I dare to disgust people like us!"

"Why did the Daoist do nothing before he died?"

"What did he see?"

"Haotian's will or the shadow of Pluto?"

"Is this the real oracle?"

The cliff that was still tightly wrapped by the broken vines suddenly became quiet, and no one spoke for a long time. The old priests in the cave remembered the scene that they saw before, thinking of the faintly realized Some truths were silent for a while.

After a long time, a very thick voice rang between the cliffs, and the birds who were trying to find nesting materials in the forest debris at the foot of the mountain, listening to this voice, suddenly flew around in panic.

"Whether it is Haotian's will or the shadow of Pluto, regardless of whether it is the decree of heaven or the original sin of mankind, this young Taoist disciple appeared before us, and it has explained many problems. Brother He was taken away by the young man. Cultivating oneself, but not killing each other before dying, shows that he does not want to resist this temptation. "

There was a very old and bitter voice in a cave.

"If it is me, as long as Long Qing can inherit my merits, and then destroy the academy and destroy the Tang State, or I am willing, I have really had enough for these decades of secluded life, if not by Hao Ran This lunatic has cut a sword. I should now sit on the Moyu God seat. Where will Liansheng grab the position, and where will I not see Qingtian and the people for the rest of my life? "

There was another extremely cold voice in another cave.

"If you are really willing to pass the karma to the young man, why did you kill him before? Say it, after all, you are still reluctant to get out of trouble, and you do n’t have to say anything about that year, and then you will talk about reluctance, we The old guy in the trapped cave, who did n’t have a **** tear? When the Confucius went to Taoshan and cut the peach blossoms, if I were not at the front, I was seen as seriously injured at a glance. Where did Wei Guangming dare to expel me from Taoshan because of those unjustifiable charges? "

The old vicissitudes of the old voice mocked and said: "You are the elder of Xiling. The brother-in-law of the oracle, and the wife of Song Guopu's apprentice, are looking for joy day and night. If it is not for you to be seriously injured in the hands of the master, you think Wei Guangming just expelled you from Taoshan? "

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that you can pass Xiuwei to that waste called Longqing."

"Why don't you pass?"

"Because I always go out one day."

"Landslides and sea dry, you can't go out."

"Don't be noisy."

The extremely thick and full of powerful voice exploded between the cliffs, the shattered pieces of vines rustled, and the birds who were about to fly away mourned and fell to the ground.

Obviously, the old priests in the cave were afraid of this voice.

"Senior Brother He was chopped down by Ke Haoran. It is better to die for decades. Unlike the day when we may see the sun again, it is not necessarily a bad thing to have such a vicious successor."

"But we are different. Although the old injuries on our body are serious, they are not to the extent that we cannot suppress the realm. As long as we have the opportunity, we can leave these caves. Leave the conservative watch. That vicious young even I feel palpitation. Whether people are dead or alive, in short, they are far away from us. What we need to do now is meditate and wait silently. Any memories of the glory of the past are poisons of our hearts, even if there is no young disciple. You also Will get into trouble. "

There was a dead silence between the cliffs, and no one dared to object, because the old priests in the caves knew very well that when it comes to recalling that year, no one is better than that person to recall that year, if it was not a defeated sword Next, the master of the thick voice. Now it is bound to sit at the top of the Xiling Temple and lead the entire Haotian Daomen as a palmist.

I don't know how long it has passed.

There was a sound again between the cliffs, the vines did n’t move, and the red soil stained with blood began to roll up because of the despair and resentment in this voice.

"Do we really leave these caves alive one day?"

"Can we really see the sky again?"

"When shall we wait?"

"We have been waiting for decades, and some people have already waited until they die, wouldn't we continue to wait?"

These questions, with grievance, despair and unwillingness, are like the cold rain in the late autumn, constantly washing the cliffs outside the cave, and bringing endless pain to the people in the cave.

After a long time, the thick voice rang again, with sorrow, perseverance, with expectations for the future and resentment towards someone, Shen Sheng said: "Waiting, waiting forever, preparing, moment Prepare, wait, prepare the old immortal to die, this is the only thing we can do. "

Decades ago, Mozong flourished. Correspondingly, Haotian Daomen came out strong. If the Xiling Temple exerted its fighting power, it seemed that it could sweep the world.

Then, a small uncle came out of the college.

The uncle of the young teacher, whose surname is Haoran, rode a small black donkey with an inconspicuous sword around his waist, first exterminated the demons, and then for one reason or another, or no need for any reason, just the idea Different, began to fight against Daomen's strongmen.

In the **** and rainy days, I do n’t know how many monstrous geniuses were shocked, or they were cut under the sword by Ke Haoran, or seriously injured by him, or forced to break through the world and sent to heaven.

One day, Haotian Daomen's strongmen gathered, and Qi Haoran was surrounded.

Ke Haoran won the battle.

Then, he was killed by heaven.

Afterwards, Confucius entered Xiling, climbed Taoshan, cut off all the peach blossoms, killed the people who participated in the campaign, and seriously wounded the others ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~

The Master held it with a stick.

The Tsing Yi Taoist suffered a fiasco and escaped, avoiding the South China Sea and never stepping on the land forever.

Decades later.

There are green hills after knowing the view, and caves in cliffs are like ant caves. In the meantime lived innumerable terrible, but seriously injured, half of them were cut by Ke Haoran, half of them were cut by Master.

If these powerful men reappear in the world, I don't know how terrible storms will be set off, but they can't come out, and the world has long forgotten their existence.

Because Master is not allowed.

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(Teacher is good ... I feel like I ’m pretty good. It ’s actually written. In fact, to be precise, it should be said that my dad ’s power is right, Shanzai.) To be continued ...