Even those pious Haotian believers kowtowed around the temple Taoshan...... There is always a direction, but this, there is no treasure map in the story, there is no map sandwiched in the blood cloth, only the imperial court that throws the heavy responsibility on Ning Que's shoulders and doesn't care, and the completely irresponsible second senior brother:

So Ning Que's trip to the wasteland turned into a tangled and confusing journey in the end. In his opinion, if this journey is practice, then at this time, those guys who are warming themselves around the fire in the warm house of the palace in Chang'an City are all old and uncultivated, which is really angry and I don't know how to speak.

I don't know how to speak or how to walk, in the first few days of entering the northern foot of Tianqi Mountain, Ning Que and Mo Shanshan walked silently and boringly, he perfectly exerted his hunter skills to find traces, but he still couldn't withstand the difficulty of the north wind and snowflakes as big as the Xi brought by the north wind overnight.

Walking to a mountain billet where the cold wind was particularly strong, Ning Que pretended not to see the girl's frowning ink eyebrows, forcibly stuffed her with a warm charm, and was about to continue moving forward when he suddenly stopped and looked up.

Mo Shanshan looked at his expression, thinking that he had seen a snowy mountain woolly-footed sheep again, and couldn't help but want to shoot down to eat for dinner, and couldn't help but shook his head gently, just feeling the warmth coming from his abdomen, and didn't say anything.

Ning Que did not take a bow and arrow to hunt, but slowly frowned, just sat down in the snow to pick, closed his eyes and crossed the mind power in the sea of consciousness out of his body, and began to sit quietly to feel the breath of the surrounding heaven and earth.

The wind swept the snow and picked, and after a short time, a thin layer was accumulated on his clothes, Mo Shanshan looked at him, a little worried and a little confused, and wanted to reach out to dust off the snow for him, but in the end there was no action.

Just at that moment before, Ning Que felt that there was a breath that he was very familiar with in the depths of the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain, with his current realm, it was logically impossible to perceive things so far away, but that breath suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness, which showed that it was not that he sensed that breath, but that the breath in the depths of the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain Range ignored the thousands of miles of snow drifting and took the initiative to find him.

This analysis made him speechless in shock, thinking to himself what kind of realm strength it must be that this great cultivator of realm strength could be able to allow himself to perceive his existence from such a long distance? Could it be that this is the legendary Boundless? Could it be that there is really a saint-like existence that has crossed the Five Realms in this vast mountain?

In order to make sure that there was no deviation in his perception, he sat down without hesitation, and began to close his eyes and meditate, with the concentration of his spiritual power, the slow release of his mental power in the sea of consciousness, the breath that came from afar became clearer and clearer, like snowflakes in the wind, over a thousand mountains, gently falling on his body, covering his clothes, slowly and unstoppably seeping into the skin on his cheeks.

An unimaginably terrifying aura of a strong man, picked from afar, instantly occupies your sea of knowledge, in the face of this and the situation, even if it is a character like a Taoist idiot, I am afraid that the first thought born in my mind is far away.

Ning Que didn't run away, but sat down and quietly perceived, because as he said before, this terrifying and powerful aura made him feel very familiar, and it could even be said to be close, but the problem was that no matter how he recalled, he couldn't remember that he had met a great cultivator with such an aura in the past two years:

That breath is powerful and not domineering, although it is not domineering but extremely proud, just like a cedar tree that stubbornly survives on the top of the snow peak, covered with thousands of years of snow but refuses to bend down slightly, overlooking the beings under the peak, disdainful of looking at the sky.

Ning Que closed his eyes, quietly feeling the smell of this breath, and suddenly the bright light flickered, and there were suddenly many more pictures in the sea of knowledge, that was the green and calm meadow in front of the academy, that was the countless books in the old book building that disdained to be understood by the world, that was the big white goose that proudly fed the fish in the back mountain, that was the ancient crown on the head of the second senior brother, that was the flower that the eleventh senior brother was looking at obsessively, and that was the forest under the academy mountain that pointed straight to the sky like a sword.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the distant mountain range, feeling the calm persistence contained in that breath, and for some reason his heart was sore, and he almost shed tears, because ...... That familiar breath remains the pride and obsession of the owner, but there is no information, it finds itself only because it also feels that it has a very familiar smell in it, it does not want to continue to stay in this mountain, it wants to return to the place it is most familiar with.

I want to go home, I want to go back to the academy.

When Ning Que woke up, the wind and snow had stopped, and an extremely thick layer of snow had accumulated on his body.

He looked at it in silence for a long time, understood something, and firmed up something, and suddenly asked, "Do you feel that breath?"

Thick snowflakes fell down the clothes.

Mo Shanshan has been silently guarding his side, not knowing what happened to him, hearing his question, Mo Mei slowly frowned, shook his head and said, "I didn't perceive anything." ”

Ning Que stood up, patted off Wu Xue on his clothes, picked up his heavy bag, and said, "Let's go." ”

Mo Shanshan asked, "Where to go?"

Ning Que pointed to the depths of the distant mountain where the powerful aura of pride arose, and said, "Go there." ”

Mo Shanshan said: "We don't have a map. ”

Ning Que shook his head and said, "The people in Chang'an City let me pass by because they knew I didn't need a map. ”

The snow road is difficult, no matter how difficult it is, it is difficult to reach the sky, Ning Que, who is determined to be a bookish girl with a firm heart, walked firmly in that direction, and without spending too much time, he took a ride in front of a steep cliff.

It took half a day to climb over the steep cliff...... The two of them stood on top of the snowy cliff...... Gusts of wind are coming...... Warm and cool is not like the cold winter snow wind, but like a piece of spring.

The snow cliff was very long, and the two of them walked along it, and after a short time they discovered the source of the spring breeze...... At the end of the cliff is a large and deep valley, I don't know whether it is because of the geothermal heat or the hot springs, this valley is not large, but it is a green broad-leaved forest, and at a glance it is full of green and the cold world of white and black on the other side of the snow cliff is a sharp contrast.

Mo Shanshan was stunned by the greenery that greeted her eyes, and after being silent for a long time, she subconsciously glanced back at Ning Que, because this was the direction he was pointing, she couldn't understand why Ning Que could know what kind of valley there would be in the depths of the Tianqi Mountain Range, obviously he was so troubled at the beginning because he didn't have a map.

Ning Que's expression was not much calmer than hers, he looked at the cyan valley in a daze, looked at the faint spring water in the depths of the valley, and felt the familiar breath becoming more and more condensed, and he couldn't help but be nervous.

Because of that breath, he had been a little silent these days, but at this time, he finally confirmed that Bai Ji was not mistaken, and after the sudden sharp tension, it turned into an absolute relaxation from body to mind.

Standing on top of the snow cliff, he suddenly shouted at Qingqing Valley: "Zhang Wuji, where are you?"

The sound echoed through the valley for a long time before it faded away.

Mo Shanshan looked at him expressionlessly, probably thinking about what this guy was crazy again:

Ning Que was calm and joyful, looked at her and whispered, "I think, we have found the mountain gate of the Demon Sect." ”

Mo Shanshan's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, and he frowned and said, "It's that simple?"

Ning Que looked at the mountain under the snow cliff in silence, shook his head, and said, "There are many things in this world that seem to be very difficult, as long as you can figure out the connection between them, it will become very simple. ”

Mo Shanshan shook his head very succinctly and said, "I don't understand what you mean.

Ning Que looked at her and asked, "Do you know who was the predecessor who found the Demon Sect Mountain Gate back then, and then slashed the Demon Sect Mountain Gate into ruins with a single sword?"

Mo Shanshan continued to shake his head: "The teacher didn't sue me, it seems that he doesn't want to say." ”

Ning Que said: "I don't know who he is, I can probably guess who he is, but I can confirm that he has a relationship with me, because of this relationship, I found the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and it became very simple." ”

Hearing his words, Mo Shanshan's eyes gradually lit up, and he probably guessed who the senior he was talking about was, but since he didn't say it, she didn't continue.

"Prince Longqing should also be in the mountains. She reminded:

Ning Que shook his head and said: "If the temple knows the location of the Demon Sect's mountain gate, why didn't they come over before the desolate people went south, and according to my estimate, there should be nothing good left in this valley, the temple let the prince of Longqing and them pick the wasteland, I'm afraid that they have the same mind as the academy, let us practice." ”

Mo Shanshan's eyelashes blinked slightly, and he said quietly: "Sometimes cultivation is a matter between two people. ”

Ning Que didn't misunderstand the meaning of her words, understood the meaning of these words, and said after a moment of silence: "If Long Qing has to defeat me to complete his Dao heart, do you think I will give him this and opportunity?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head and said, "There are many times when it comes to cultivation. ”

Ning Que said very seriously: "Everyone is in the righteous path, why do you shout and kill as soon as you meet? Besides, the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain is so big, where is it so easy to encounter?"

The voice fell, and a person's voice suddenly came from the other side of the snow cliff, and that person's voice contained very complicated feelings, some surprises, some surprises, some confusion, some determination, and finally converged into calm.

"I didn't expect to meet you so soon. ”

Ning Que and Mo Shanshan looked back, only to see a person sitting on the other side of the snow cliff hundreds of zhang away.

Because of the completely different temperatures on both sides of the snow cliff, the right half of the person's body was covered with thick snow, but the black clothes on the left half of his body were not a single piece of snow, and he looked like he was sitting on the dividing line between the two worlds, half wind and snow and half spring, half dark and half light, looking extremely strange.

With the voice, that, the person covered with a thick layer of snow slowly decomposed and slid down, that perfect cheek, because of the invasion of wind and frost, looked a little haggard, the black robe that used to be clean and dust-free was also full of dirt, especially the black hair that was scattered on his shoulders, which made him look a little wolf.

But his expression was still quiet, awe-inspiring and brilliant, like a son of God.

The world is so big that when you grow up, you have a lot of power and are famous all over the world, but you want to find the little girl in the neighborhood who licked you a lollipop, and you still don't hear from her until you find her dead.

But this world is also very small, maybe you eat a bowl of unclean stewed fire, and when you go to the street to squat in the toilet, you will suddenly meet the shameless scum who competed with you as a child for the little girl in the neighborhood.

Buddhism says that love and resentment will be separated, talking about the suffering in the world, but there is suffering in life, so we live in the world, often have to leave the person you love and then keep meeting the person you hate.

After the mountaineering test on the second floor of the academy, in the eyes of the big people at the top of the secular society, in the eyes of the people in the cultivation world, Ning Que and Prince Longqing were destined to be lifelong enemies.

And they do hate each other.

So no matter how big the world is, how big this vast abandoned mountain is, they will inevitably meet.

Prince Longqing looked at the pair of men and women on the other side of the snow cliff and suddenly laughed.

Hundreds of zhang away, his voice can be heard, naturally he can also see the other party's face clearly, how can he forget the man's tired and disgusting face, how can he forget the freckles on the other party's face, how can he forget the pear vortex on the other party's face, how can he forget that when he was on the top of the mountain behind the academy, the other party came out of the dense fog and handed out the flattened pastries for himself to eat!

But he didn't expect that Ning Que and the bookworm would really be able to find this valley, because logically speaking, only the temple has a map, and if it weren't for the difference in the sky, the big array outside the valley would be eliminated, and even the people in the temple would not find this place.

"When I picked it a few days ago, the valley was still covered in snow. ”

There was no trace of affection in Prince Longqing's voice, and he said: "I sit here and watch the ice and snow melt, watch the rebirth of Aoba, and look at the difference between each day and each day, as if I saw a miracle and felt something. ”

He looked at Ning Que on the other side of the snow cliff, and continued calmly: "You guys are late or early, because there is still some time before the door opens. Ning Que's warm and sincere voice sounded in the distance: "Your Highness, do you know when the door will open?"

Prince Longqing was a little irritated by the enthusiasm in his voice, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know, but since you and I are early, maybe we have time to do something else." ”

Ning Que didn't have the ability of Prince Longqing to speak regardless of the distance, he opened his palm to his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Playing chess and playing the piano or talking nonsense?" I'm very good at these things now, if you talk about fighting, then it's better to skip it, I can't beat you, and it's not good for you to bully me." ”

Mo Shanshan stood beside him, and when he heard these words, the city head was speechless.

These scoundrels can't even listen to the girl who secretly loves him, let alone the prince of Longqing?

Prince Longqing looked at Ning Que in the distance and took a deep breath.

Mountaineering overnight is the biggest setback he has suffered in his life, he lost in the hands of Tang Xiaotang a few days ago, which made that frustration extremely strong, and today I finally saw Ning Que, the sparks that had been annihilated in the ash heap between his chest and abdomen gradually became stronger, burning his body and Dao heart, and he was about to ignite the black Dao robe:

Then let this fire burn, and burn the sky and the fence in one fell swoop!

Prince Longqing looked down at the fence made of branches and sawdust in front of him, stretched out his hand and pulled out a random one from the middle, and then slowly lowered it on the snow, and then smiled.

Taking out a piece of firewood from the fence, Ning Que didn't know what this meant, but Mo Shanshan knew, she raised her head and looked at Prince Longqing on the other side of the snow cliff with an expressionless face, her hands reached out with thick cotton sleeves, and she casually swiped it in the wind with light snow, holding a few pieces of cool snow and a few talismans.

With this, the action, the heaven and earth vitality between the snow cliffs was disturbed very violently, and the heavy cotton robe on the girl's talisman master, for some reason, magically became soft and multiply, and swayed gently with the mountain wind wheel between the cold and heat, like a beautiful skirt that was not strong.

There didn't seem to be any change on the snow cliff, but only the powerhouses of the realm of Prince Longqing and Moshan Mountain could see that those fluffy snowflakes had become even fluffier than before, and even the cliffs and rocks under the snow had become soft, and without a sound, the power of the runes had already spread in the middle:

Prince Longqing frowned slightly, quietly looked at the other side of the snow cliff, and then found that the bookworm was even more powerful than the legend, I don't know if she saw the threshold, but she was already close to knowing her fate.

He looked over there and asked in a deep voice, "Ning Que, are you just going to hide behind a woman?"

Hearing this, Ning Que instead stood behind Mo Shanshan, squatted slightly, and confirmed that the girl's body could cover all of herself, before she poked her head out and shouted with a smile: "Don't want to use any bloody agitation, I'm such a person, you can't hit me, or think of something else." ”

This is said to be without shame.

Prince Longqing couldn't imagine how the disciple of the eldest son could be so scoundrel and shameless, so he became more and more gloomy and angry, because he felt more and more that he was qualified to be a disciple of the master:

He shouted in a slightly angry voice: "Do you think you can hide behind a woman for the rest of your life?"

Ning Que rested his head on Mo Shanshan's shoulder, looked at the other side of the snow cliff, and said as a matter of course: "If you can't win, of course you have to hide first, and when you can win you, you naturally don't hide, I just hope that you won't learn from me when the time comes." In addition, although it is unlikely, if I can't beat you in this life......"

He said very seriously: "I will hide behind her for the rest of my life, what can you do with me?"

The anger on Prince Longqing's face gradually faded, and he returned to an expressionless calm.

Ning Que had no shame in his consciousness, vigilantly staring at his movements, thinking about what he should do later.

Mo Shanshan's expression was a little complicated at this time, his sparse and long eyelashes blinked slightly, and his thin and red lips were pursed very tightly, as if they were a little more intense than the color of the white snow and green valley.

Hiding behind me for the rest of your life?

Lifetime?

She slowly lowered her head, and the two sides of the talisman paper trembled slightly, not because of nervousness, but because of something else.