Ning Que took the people of Moshan Mountain to run for most of the day before gradually moving away from the big pit blasted by the Qinglian Earth's Heart Fire.

Just after Ning Que and the others left for a while, someone gradually came here.

The first person to come was a girl dressed in red, who looked at the huge hole in front of her and was silent.

This red-clothed girl is the Taoist idiot Ye Hongyu who came from Xiling, and she went to the wasteland this time to find the Heavenly Book Ming Scroll by the order of the Grand Priest of the Judgment, and she also hopes that she can experience it.

As a result, Ye Hongyu had just arrived in the wasteland this time, and on the way to the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain, he felt the extremely active Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi fluctuations here, and before she could react, she saw the huge explosion, the terrifying cyan flames and high temperature made him instantly think of the matter of the Hanging Temple that the Great Priest had told her before.

Fortunately, Ning Que reacted in time, otherwise if he was a step late, he would probably be directly bumped into by Ye Hongyu, which would not be good.

Ye Hongyu looked at the scene in front of her, she had an inexplicable excitement in her heart, she had always aimed at the second master of the academy, and now she was even more excited when she thought that there was such a young great cultivator in this wasteland.

Stimulated by the words of the chief priest of the adjudication, Ye Hongyu has broken through the realm of knowing her fate, and now she is even more arrogant, firmly believing that she is not weaker than anyone among her peers in the world.

"Wait, one day, I will find you and defeat you again." Ye Hongyu looked at the cyan flames remaining in the big pit in front of him and muttered to himself.

Although the Grand Priest of the Judgment had said that the person with the cyan flame might have the cultivation of the pinnacle of knowing her fate, she still had faith in herself.

After standing for a while, she sensed that someone was about to approach here, so she turned and left, she only had the Tao in her heart, only the will to fight, she was unwilling to be with those people.

After Ye Hongyu left, people from all forces came here at the same time, the Heavenly Oracle Division of Xiling, Shu Cheng, the general of the Tang Empire, the generals of the Yan Kingdom, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the monks of the White Pagoda Temple of the Yuelun Kingdom, etc., all arrived here.

They all looked at the big pit in front of them and were silent...

Between the mountains and forests in the distance, Ning Que and the women of Mochi Garden were resting here.

"Bell... Ah no, Senior Brother Ning, you are really Mr. Fourteen of the Academy. The lynx girl jumped over and asked Ning Que.

Everyone has been healing for a while, and the injuries on their bodies have recovered, and without the suppression of the enemy, the lynx girl has regained her jumping temperament.

Ning Que nodded a little embarrassed, he was still a little embarrassed to hide his identity these days.

"Senior Brother Ning, you are Mr. Fourteen, is Brother Ye also a disciple of the master?" Ji Zhihua suddenly walked over and asked.

"That's right, Brother Ye is Senior Brother Ning's senior brother, so Brother Ye must also be Master's disciple." The lynx girl also said excitedly.

"Well, he is my senior brother and a disciple of the master." Ning Que nodded and agreed.

"Which gentleman is he?" Mo Shanshan also turned his head and began to ask.

Ning Que glanced at Mo Shanshan, looking at Mo Shanshan's good-looking eyes, Ning Que had an inexplicable disappointment.

"He's my twelfth senior brother." Throwing away the strange thoughts in his mind, Ning Que replied.

"Mr. Twelve..."Mo Shanshan finally muttered twice, and then stopped talking.

"What was that flame you just took out?" After being quiet for a while, Mo Shanshan asked again.

"It was given to me by the Twelfth Senior Brother, and I was going to keep it as a hole card to use, but that Qu Ni went too far and wasted one of my hole cards." mentioned Qu Nining and said through gritted teeth.

Although Qu Ni is dead, Ning Que is still a little angry, how good it was to keep it to deal with Xiahou, but now it is used on these miscellaneous pieces.

"By the way, you'd better not talk nonsense about that flame, it's going to be a big problem." Ning Que suddenly remembered the matter of the flames, and hurriedly said to Mo Shanshan.

"Is it the Hanging Temple?" Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que's eyes and asked.

Ning Que nodded, he knew that Mo Shanshan was very smart, and he understood a little, so he didn't say anything more.

"He, how strong is his cultivation?" Seeing Ning Shanshan's head, Mo Shanshan muttered.

"The pinnacle of the Five Realms!"

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Changan.

Chenguang came to Chang'an City and came to the old pen Zhai in Lane 47.

Master Yan Se and the Great Priest of Light Wei Guangming finally ended the negotiation between the old and hidden words, and decided to use Yihe to resolve the current deadlock in a relatively simple way, and write an end to the history of more than ten years.

The old man's hand slowly pushed open the door, Wei Guangming looked back, and saw that Sang Sang had come behind him at some point.

Wei Guangming looked at Sang Sang's little black face and touched his head lovingly.

"Want to see it?"

Sangsang looked up at the old man's eyes with his little head and nodded vigorously.

Wei Guangming glanced at Master Yan Se.

Master Yan Se smiled and said, "She is indeed the best witness. ”

Wei Guangming looked at Sang Sang's little face, paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Take that new urn with you, you haven't cooked chicken soup yet, there is no oil stain, it should be suitable to use it for ash later." ”

Master Yan Se listened to this and said, "If you have an old urn with you, speaking of which, your little girl has earned a lot of silver by relying on the old chicken soup sticker, but I haven't drunk the chicken soup you cooked. ”

Sang Sang lowered his head and whispered, "If you don't go out, I'll make you chicken soup today." ”

Yan Se and Wei Guangming both laughed.

Wei Guangming looked at Sang Sang lovingly and shook his head.

The door of Lao Bizhai was pushed open, and the big people in Lane 47 suddenly woke up.

The second senior brother, Jun Mo and Chen Pipi, immediately looked at the three people who came out of Lao Bizhai.

The color and Wei Guangming both looked at the second senior brother and nodded in greeting.

"Where's the leaf boy?" Yan Se saw that only the second senior brother and Chen Pipi were sitting in front of the opposite shop, and asked suspiciously.

"Senior Brother Twelve seems to have something to do and walked away." Chen Pipi replied.

Yan Se didn't ask any more when he heard this.

At the entrance of the alley, a black carriage slowly drove from the wind and snow, a heavy body made of all-metal, the bluestone slabs in the crushed alley trembled slightly, and the wheels emitted a low roar like thunder, which was the carriage dedicated to Master Yan Se.

Master Yan Se and the Great Priest of Light sat in the carriage in turn.

Sangsang held the new urn in his left arm and the old urn in his right arm, which seemed a little heavy and difficult, and he also climbed into the carriage with difficulty.

The black carriage drove towards the city gate in the wind and snow.

There was still silence in Lane 47, and the general at the end of the alley and the imperial doctor at the end of the alley did not move, and watched the black carriage leave with a solemn expression.

The second senior brother stood up and walked slowly in the direction of the carriage with Chen Pipi.

After a while, the rest of the big people in the alley dared to make a move.

The general ordered the Yulin army, which was hidden in various parts of Chang'an City, to return to the camp.

The Imperial Doctor went straight to the palace to restore his life.

National teacher Li Qingshan looked at the carriage that was about to disappear in the wind and snow in Chang'an, and slowly bowed and saluted.

After everyone left, a figure appeared in front of the door of Lao Bizhai.

That figure was Ye Zhiqiu, he deliberately did not follow the second senior brother and them, after all, the second senior brother was not prepared to meddle in the matter between Yan Se and Wei Guangming, and it was possible to stop him from making a move.

"It's finally coming." Looking at the direction they were far away, Ye Zhiqiu muttered softly and disappeared in place.

The northern suburbs of Chang'an City.

There is a mountain that is not very famous, the mountain is not very high, nor is it low, the whole mountain is not a trace of people, it is surprisingly quiet, but today's mountain peak is not quiet, and it welcomed three guests.

At the highest point of the nameless mountain, Sang Sang rested under a straight poplar tree behind her, and the two urns beside her, old and new, and her slightly dark face reflected a ruddy luster, full of warmth.

Master Yan Se and Wei Guangming stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain together.

At the end of the sea of clouds on the east side of the cliff, the newborn sunrise had all jumped out, and the red and bright early sun was infinitely magnified in their eyes.

There is still fine snow floating on the cliff, and it is a strange picture to see the morning sun in the snow.