Sangsang looked at the moon in the night sky—when the moon was gone, she was as powerful as she had been for countless years. When the moon is full, she feels weakness like never before, or she feels her own weakness in the kingdom of God, and the man once said that the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck, so what does she have?

From the moment she fell into the snowy peaks of the far north, she wanted to leave the world and return to her own kingdom because she sensed danger. Whether she is in the kingdom of God or she is on earth, she is very dangerous. However, the gate of the kingdom of God was destroyed that day, how could she go back?

On Peach Mountain tonight, different people look at the same moon and think about different things, some want to leave, some want to stay, but they don't know if they want to see each other.

She stood on the terrace behind the Temple of Light for a long time, until the bright moon disappeared, the sky above the east of the mountains was white, and the morning light sprinkled on her body, and she still did not leave.

The morning clouds shone with brilliant colors, and were blown away by the wind from nowhere, revealing the warm red sun, she bathed in the sun, slowly squinted her eyes, and looked quiet and beautiful.

She is the rule of this world, and she is also the master of this world, and she gradually becomes a mortal when she falls into the world, and she does not need to practice, she just needs to bask in the sun. Although the red sun is not known to be true or not, the light and heat are real, the source of her strength, and as for those drinks and dishes, they are only the nutrients that her body needs, or more importantly, the needs of her weak consciousness.

Now she is very plump, or it can be said that she is very fat, her body is a little uplifted, she is very white and tall, and her appearance is completely different from that of the past nineteen years, but her eyes have not changed, they are still slender like willow leaves, and her eyes are very clear.

She squinted her eyes, and then became thinner, like those willow leaves on the shore of Yanming Lake in Chang'an City, which did not mean that she really closed her eyes. She was still looking at everything in front of her.

The red sun that jumped out of the morning glow, the silky clouds in the wind, and the thin waterfalls between the cliffs were presented one by one in her bright eyes, and she saw the birds flying back and forth between the cliffs, the young beasts in the mountains and fields in the distance, the reefs appearing under the sea in the far distance, and the heat of the sun turning the sea water into steam.

All these pictures. It all means that the rules are in play, the rules of this world cannot be shaken, and they seem so stable, so the world also seems so stable, and the distribution of heaven and earth and all matter seems so even, she is the rule. So she felt satisfied.

There was still no expression on her face, but in the deepest part of her eyes seemed to be able to see a look similar to that of human intoxication, and she was intoxicated by the harmony between the world and herself.

She continued to stand on the terrace behind the Temple of Light, watching the ever-changing but in fact unchanged scenery and never leave until night came again and the moonlight fell again.

Tonight's moon was different from last night, and she didn't like it.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and she has no good fortune or misfortune. But she felt the breath of birth, old age, sickness and death, which was a breath she hated very much, because it was a breath that only humans could feel.

Because of this disgust, the scenery behind the Temple of Light suddenly became less stable, and she became more and more disgusted, and the sound of the wind blowing in the treetops was like thunder in her ears, and the waterfall falling into the clouds seemed to be silent, but in her ears it seemed like someone was beating the war drums constantly. The tranquility she loved could no longer be quiet. It's like even if she throws all the wine jars behind her under the cliff, she can't change it. The fact that the liquor in those jars had already been drunk by her.

"I'm going to go out for a walk. ”

She said as she looked at the bright moon in the night sky.

The two white-clothed girls knelt behind her, shocked and speechless, after they came to Peachyama, they had never seen the saint leave the Temple of Light, and the people in the Xiling Temple had never seen the true face of the saint, why did she leave suddenly, where was she going?

Early in the morning of the second day, an extremely ordinary carriage stopped in front of the Temple of Light.

The big black horse poked his head out of the hall and looked at the two Xiling war horses in front of the car, and his eyes released countless killing intent, wanting to let the two war horses know that it was difficult to retreat, so as to create some kind of opportunity for himself.

She walked over from the depths of the temple and glanced at it.

The big black horse hurriedly took a few steps back, bent his front hooves, and knelt on the frozen temple floor, grinning silly, looking extremely deferential, and even a little servile.

She got into the carriage and began to close her eyes and recuperate, a girl in white waited in the carriage, and a girl in white waved a horsewhip and drove away from the Temple of Light and headed for the bottom of Peach Mountain.

The more ordinary the carriage, the more conspicuous it was in the solemn temple, but the miraculous thing was that no priest or deacon seemed to see the carriage in its existence, and no one heard the sound of hooves or the whipping of the girl in white, and the carriage quietly descended the peach mountain like a ghost.

The carriage did not stop at the foot of the mountain, but continued to move forward, traveling more than ten miles of mountain roads, running over the stone bridge over the river, coming to a small town, and then stopping in front of a shop opposite the town's Taoist hall.

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Ning Que woke up very early in the morning, he first practiced a set of knife techniques to warm up, and then sat down cross-legged in the morning mist, meditated for a while, and then began to breathe and breathe, wisps of the abundant heaven and earth vitality in the peach mountain

The wisps are borrowed into the body and turned into their own Haoran Qi, and the whole process is carried out very carefully.

When the morning mist was still not cleared, he walked up the path behind the book hall, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the fog, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed. At this moment, the red sun completely jumped out of the morning glow, and the fog in the mountains suddenly disappeared, and he found that thousands of trees and peach blossoms were blooming beside him, and he couldn't help frowning with some disgust.

When the husband drank and climbed the mountain, he cut off the peach blossoms in the mountain, and the peach blossoms here have never bloomed since then, but this spring, the 10,000-year-old lamp in the Temple of Light suddenly went out, and the peach blossoms in the mountain bloomed for no reason, and he never thanked him again, even if it was already late summer.

He loves the peach blossoms in front of the academy, because they are the tree species that his husband brought back from Peach Mountain, and he doesn't love the peach blossoms in Xiling Temple, because it represents the departure of his husband and that thing.

There was a faint road in the depths of the peach blossoms, I don't know where it leads, Ning Que walked to that place, and suddenly felt that the mountain wind was suddenly cold, and the petals kept trembling on the branches, as if it had come to the cold winter in an instant.

There is a great formation hidden in the peach blossoms of ten thousand trees, no wonder the teacher would be spicy to these peach blossoms when he climbed the mountain, Ning Que figured out this matter and decided to quit immediately.

With his current realm and attainments in the rune path, he is not deep in the formation at this time, and it should not be difficult to quit, but he wants to continue to move forward and break out of the formation, but he can't think about it.

However, at this moment, he suddenly sensed a very familiar aura in the peach blossoms in the mountains, and even vaguely understood the intentions of these peach blossoms, he did not have any research on the formation, but he also understood that this was the key to breaking the formation, this peach blossom was open to him.

If it were someone else, he would definitely be shocked by this sudden change, and then have the idea of temporarily retreating, but he didn't, because he quickly figured out why.

The peach blossoms are blooming because of her, how can they stop him?

The clothes rubbed against the peach blossoms, the falling heroes burst into bursts, and the pink incense pieces were pieced, he didn't need to look for directions, and he didn't need to pay attention to the powerful formation in the peach blossoms, just walked with the peach blossoms and his feelings, and it didn't take long for him to walk through this peach blossom that was extremely dangerous for cultivators.

Outside the peach blossoms is the cliff.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the towering temples above, only to realize that he had come to the mountainside, and then his eyes fell on the opposite side, and found that there was still a cliff.

The cliff he was standing on was part of Peach Mountain, and the cliff opposite was also part of Peach Mountain, which was obviously under several temples, but it was independent of Peach Mountain for some reason.

The two cliffs are separated by a distance of dozens of zhang, and there is no bridge or anything like that in the middle except for the mountain wind, and the clouds and mist are shrouded underneath, and there is a faint cold breath coming from it, I don't know how deep.

The distance of dozens of zhang is not far for cultivators, especially for Demon Sect cultivators, but looking at the ground on the cliff side and the moss on the opposite cliff, probably no one has ever been here, and no one has ever appeared on the opposite cliff, and the two cliffs have never been connected.

The two cliffs have been silent like this for countless thousands of years, and I don't know if they have ever been tired of each other.

There was a yin wind blowing from under the cliff, the clouds and mist dispersed slightly, and something faintly appeared on the cliff opposite, Ning Que's eyesight was excellent, and he saw that it seemed to be several rows of stone windows. He was a little uncertain, and continued to watch, and when the next gust of mountain wind came, the clouds and mist cleared again, and he found that there were indeed stone windows on the cliff.

Could it be that this is the legendary Xiling Temple, which was used to imprison apostate repeat offenders?

He looked at the cliff opposite and frowned slightly.

He looked at it for a while, and suddenly closed his eyes, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

It's not that I sympathize with the predecessors of the Demon Sect who have died in the Hidden Pavilion for thousands of years, nor do I think of the Great Priest of Light who was imprisoned in the Hidden Pavilion for more than ten miles and thus think of the ancestor Yan Se, nor is it because the smell of blood and the gloomy aura faintly emanating from the stone window of the cliff make people feel compassion.

It's because his eyes hurt.

Obviously, there was nothing in front of him except the cliff mountain wind, but at the previous moment, it was as if there was an invisible finger that gently touched his eyes.

The power was very gentle, but the eyes were the most delicate part of a person, and although he was close to the end of his qi, he also felt the stinging pain, and he couldn't stop crying.

After a few moments, he opened his eyes and looked at the cliff again, then closed them, and began to weep again, this time more tears, because the power that had fallen in the eye was even stronger.

He was sure that the breath that touched his eyes came from the cliff. He knew that if he insisted on watching, then the counterattack of that cliff would become stronger and stronger.

There is a large array between the cliffs, which can prevent anyone from prying eyes on the secluded pavilion, whether standing dozens of zhang away like Ning Que or standing thousands of miles away, as long as you look at this cliff, your eyes will be touched. No one can avoid it, because when you look, it is not your gaze that falls on the cliff, but the picture of the cliff that enters your eyes, and the power of this formation will come with it.

The name of this array is eye-catching.

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(Two chapters tomorrow.) The recent update is more ordinary.,But I'm still more satisfied with what I'm writing.,It's just that I won't open a single chapter.,Coming soon on Monday.,Or please vote for the recommendation.,Thank you.。 ）