Nightfall

The third volume of the eventful autumn chapter three spring story (below)

The forest under the cliff was full of foliage and blocked the sunlight. It seemed extremely quiet and even scary. Fortunately, it didn't take long for Longqing to walk out of the woods.

He moved the shoulder pad on his shoulder to avoid crushing the wounds he had left a few days ago. Looking at the blue cliffs in front of him and the vines covering the whole rock wall, he took a deep breath and dispelled his fears, then bowed his head down the narrow and steep mountain path.

The cliff is very steep, and it is very difficult to carry such a heavy object. When Longqing walked to a cave, he already felt that his waist was about to break. Fortunately, there are about three or four steps in the corner of the small stone ping, which can be set aside. He put the bucket down a bit awkwardly. Remembering that there is a living spring in this hole, he did n’t take water. Vine, walked into the hole.

The cave is very low. Ordinary people can't stand upright when walking in the cave. Longqing Rongchen walked silently, looking like a real servant. However, although the cave is low and covered with vines, it is not dark and dim at all, but bright and daylight.

Because every few steps on the wall of the cave, there is a brilliant night-light pearl, which is round and flawless, crystal-clear, and as big as a chicken egg, if it is placed in the world, it must be the most rare and precious treasure, but After knowing and watching, there are countless caves in this green mountain, and there are countless such precious night pearls in this cave, and the builders used these treasures as candles.

Long Qing has been to this cave before, so he can still remain calm. Knowing that he entered this cave for the first time, the picture in front of him was shockingly speechless. Be aware that even if he lived since his childhood, Yan Guocheng The Imperial Palace, like a pearl of this quality, can only find a few at most.

The seemingly rudimentary and even miserable caves between the cliff walls of Qingshan, there are unique caves inside, carved jade carved among the stone walls, pastel flowers and birds, golden brick paving, silver beam wall, waiting to go to the deepest cave hall, there are countless Treasures and different flowers, old paintings and calligraphy, richness to the extreme, complexity to the extreme, and even beyond the limits of the enjoyment of the world's emperors and human imagination, vulgar but no one dare to evaluate it as vulgar.

Because apart from the Haotian Daomen, who ruled the entire world and possessed endless wealth and resources, there was no longer any power to do such a vulgar thing in the old forest of the deep mountains that no one knew.

There is a very large soft couch in the cave hall, covered with dozens of furs of snowy giant wolf, just like a real snowy field, a silver-white fur in the middle of the ocean, sitting a faceless old man with wrinkles on his face Deep, the gown is very old, it seems that it has not been changed for many years.

The Xueyuan giant wolf is very powerful, and it is extremely difficult to hunt one head. There are so many snow wolf furs here. I really don't know what kind of strongman this old man was.

Long Qing walked to the couch and knelt down with his hands in a box. He didn't dare to look up at the old man. His expression was extremely respectful and humble, and he was silently waiting for the other party's instructions.

Drunk lying in the snow wolf skin, waking up to the world's most precious objects, thought to be the dream enjoyment of countless people in the world, but the old skinny face, no expression, it seems lifeless, it can even be said that it looks like a The only thing that can prove that he is still alive is his occasionally twitchy eyes, which are full of cruelty and endless blood and madness.

Isolated from the world for decades, even a real palace will become the most gloomy prison cell, not to mention a cave. The horror in the eyes of old scholars probably comes from this.

The reason why this old Tao would sit in the cave for decades is naturally not imprisoned. There are not many people in this world who can imprison him, and Daomen will not treat such a big-time figure like this, except for some very The most obscure reason is that he ca n’t walk with a disability, or even if he can walk, he does n’t want to appear in the world as a disability.

The old disability is very heavy, he has no feet, legs, or even ass, as if there was once the sharpest sword that cut him from the waist, so now he is only half of the whole person, "sitting" The snow-white snow wolf fur seemed to be stuck in it.

Waist slashing is one of the cruelest death sentences in the world. Since it is called the death penalty, it is naturally slashed by the waist. It will lose a lot of important organs, will shed blood in the body, and will inevitably scream and die.

The old man who was cut down by the waist survived, and lived for many years.

Of course he lived a very painful life, but he was alive.

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When Long Qing entered the cave for the first time, he was shocked when he saw this old road with only half of it, and he couldn't think how he survived. Later, he knew that for decades, the old man only drank the spring water in the cave and did not eat any food. In this way, he completely discarded the lost lower body. Of course, the human body will still produce some waste. The old Tao must have been a terrifying practice, forcibly removing these wastes with the body fluids evaporating from the skin surface.

This guess made him even more shocked. Humans need to eat grains to survive. This is Haotian ’s rule for the world. It ca n’t be violated. Even the great practitioners who know the fate of the world can break the valley, but they ca n’t sustain it for decades. According to the records of the Xiling Tomb, only the saints who passed the five realms in the legend were purged of the dirt and flesh as **** bodies, so that they can capture the world's vitality to live and drink!

In this way, is it true that this old manuscript that has been cut down by the waist is so horrible that it has already passed the high threshold of practicing the Five Realms decades ago!

Long Qing couldn't confirm his guess, but if the guess is correct, then Xuehai's old way on the dry draft will be the first saint he met in the world. Of course, he is not clear about the view on the South China Sea boat. Lord, which step has you reached for realm?

So when he walked into the cave, he knelt down before it collapsed, and he seemed extremely humble, unable to conceal his awe of the Tao and even the fear of no reason. Then these emotions turned into some kind of longing, unknown to the end of the path of practice. The desire to be near the realm of God, the desire for power.

He thought that he finally understood the reason why the subjective master let him come to watch and do chores. Only by doing chores can he come to the Qingshan Cave and meet people like Lao Tao who stand at the highest point of spiritual practice.

However, the development of things is not entirely in line with Longqing's beautiful imagination. An old man like a corpse, looking at him kneeling in front of the couch with a blank expression, his lips slowly twitching, and his dry voice seemed to be rubbing like two stones scorching to the hot sun in the desert noon sun, making it hard to hear the extreme.

"You are too weak."

Long Qing didn't hear this sentence clearly, but raised his head subconsciously, but met the eye of the old man who was full of madness and emotion on the couch, touching the old man's eyes, he only felt that his consciousness was suddenly pulled into A terrifying sea of ​​blood moaned out in pain.

"You are too weak! You are a waste!"

The old man spread his trembling hands and tightly tightened his thin throat, as if trying to make himself alive, and his voice was forced out of his fingers, full of disappointment or even despair.

"You waste! What qualifications do you have to enter the watch? What qualifications do you have to speak with me! You are nonsense! I am also waste! All hidden in this mountain is a group of waste!"

The old man moved angrily between the snow-white furs, and with only half of his body, he looked very funny and tragic, like a worm crawling.

His shouting cry echoed in the cave, an indescribable atmosphere of terror instantly permeated all spaces, oppressing all things that he could touch.

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Suddenly, Qingqing flew out of the cave spouting blood, and fell heavily on the edge of Shiping, almost fell. He looked at the dark hole, thinking of the terror that he had felt before, eyes. It was full of shock and fear.

He knew that the old man did n’t mean to kill himself, but that his breath naturally leaked out a little with his anger, but it was just that, but he already possessed such a powerful power, if the old man really exerted his cultivation, I'm afraid no one in the world can really resist it.

Long Qing gasped for a moment, and gradually returned to calm. He wiped the blood from his lips, pressed the shoulder to his shoulders, carried his luggage, and continued to walk up the cliff.

There are many caves in this green mountain. There are many predecessors of Daomen in the cave. The predecessors of Daomen are in different states, but they are all very powerful characters, but they have been extremely injured and disabled like the old Tao. , So they have a bad temper.

Who on earth was able to seriously hurt so many seniors? You have to know that some of these predecessors have already passed the five realms decades ago. Doesn't it mean that the person who seriously injured them has a higher spiritual practice level, and more than one floor and two floors?

The answer to this question is vaguely visible in Long Qing's heart, but he does not want to continue thinking, because the Tianshu in Guanli and the green mountain after Guanguan are all his hopes today.

He walked silently between the cliffs of the green mountains, and walked in and out of those mysterious caves, just like a worker ant who was busy walking in the ant cave, where there is time to care what spring looks like.

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Chang'an City.

Ning Que and Sang Sang's dinner was eaten in the bachelor's house. After the meal, Mrs. Zeng Jing and Sang Sang went to talk, while Zeng Jing's bachelor talked with Ning Que in the study for a long time, so he left the house It was already a little late. Watching the few people walking on the street, Ning Que decided to spend the night with Sang Sang and return to Laobi.

Lao Bi Zhai, as in the past, had all the equipment in the bedroom in the backyard. Sang Sang burned hot water. After washing, the two went to bed and prepared to sleep.

When the spring was strong, the night breeze was not cool, and there was even some faint dryness. A wild cat was lying on the courtyard wall, looking at the stars in the night vault, and making a cry like spring.

The voice was a bit unpleasant. Ning Que couldn't sleep at all, looked at the beam above his head with his eyes open, and suddenly said, "Do you know? Ye Hongyu killed the Great Priest."

Sang Sang said softly over there: "I don't know."

Ning Que found that she was not as shocked as when she heard the news. She could not help laughing at herself, thinking that Sang Sang really was not a mortal like herself. It ’s not that the teacher taught, she would kill the man. "

Sang Sang yelled softly.

Ning Que said: "I thought I had caught up with her, how could I think of her being so far away from me ... She is now the great priest of Xiling. Way to use your identity as a bright priest to suppress her, what can I do? "

Sang Sang said: "Then don't fight."

Ning Que said suddenly after a moment of silence: "Your dad said that if you are asked to follow me to the Lanke Temple, the road is far away, and it is wrong to use the status of a maid. I want us to book a marriage first. What do you say?"

Sang Sang asked in a low voice: "... what do you say?"

Ning Que said: "Then order it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sang Sang's voice sounded from under the thin quilt, some buzzing, like a cold:" Okay. "

Ning Que said: "Come over, I'm a little hot."

Sang Sang moved over from the bed and got into his arms.

Ningque always likes to hug her when she gets hot every year, because she is naturally cold, hugging her is like holding Han Yu, soft Han Yu.

The same is true tonight, Sang Sang's body is still so cool.

But she felt very hot herself.

Ning Que also felt a little bit hot, listening to the wild cat on the wall yelling at Spring, more and more annoyed, and whispered, "Spring is going to pass, what is it called!"

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(I wish you all a pleasant job tomorrow.)

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