In the verdant valley, on the shore of the dry Ming Lake, on the pile of stones, Tang Xiaotang untied the beast's tail between the collars, revealing the little white and tender face, listening to the sound of the sword breaking the stubborn stone in the distance, and asked, "Brother, is the book of heaven really inside?"

Tang shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Tang Xiaotang was puzzled and asked, "Then why did those old guys in the temple send people over?"

Tang said: "According to the news from the Central Plains, after returning from the south, the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle approved an edict, saying that the Holy Land will be opened in response to the time of the day, and the Book of Heaven will appear. ”

Tang Xiaotang scratched his head and asked, "But didn't you say that after the Holy Land was destroyed, it had become a ruin, and there was nothing left in it?" Why was that old guy named Heavenly Oracle sure that the Book of Heaven was here?"

Tang said: "The three major divine seats of the temple, each with its own wonderful sense and essence, the great god of the Heavenly Oracle has the will of Haotian, and it is rumored that he may even have the ability to make great prophecies, who would not believe what he said?"

Tang Xiaotang suddenly remembered the Taoist priest who sang on the Yafeng Mountain Road, and for some reason a trace of fear arose in his heart, and he asked, "Brother, do you think that person will come over to grab the Book of Heaven?"

Tang was silent for a long time, shook his head and said, "No, because there is someone in his heart who is more important than Tianshu." ”

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As the years go by, the night in the far north of this world is getting longer, and the climate tends to be cold, just in this mountain range abandoned by Haotian, the verdant valley that has disappeared for decades has reappeared in response to the time of the day, Daming Lake has been emptied, and the legendary block array has been restarted, causing the breath of heaven and earth to go up to the sky with the snow peak, and the momentum is amazing.

Although the fluctuations in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi caused by the reopening of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate were extinguished in a very short period of time, this fluctuation still spread out of the Reckless Snow Mountain, and spread to even more distant places.

On the wasteland on the outskirts of the Heavenly Forsaken Mountains, black soil and white snow are mixed, and zombie beasts can occasionally be seen in the snow, and the cold wind in the cold winter season blows like a knife to hunt in tents, and it is already the sharpest hunting knife itself.

Ye Su walked silently between heaven and earth, the ordinary robe on his body was as straight as a smooth cliff, not affected by the cold wind at all, it seemed to be an ordinary knee-raising step, but it was more than ten zhang straight in a moment, and his footsteps fell on the floating snow without leaving the slightest trace, fluttering like a fairy.

When the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi fluctuations when the Demon Sect Mountain Gate was reopened in the distant mountain range spread from behind him to his world, he slowly stopped and glanced back with an expressionless face, but he didn't have the idea of going over to take a look.

As a world walker who knew and watched the world, Ye Su knew about the Great Divine Priest's criticism earlier than anyone else, and he even knew earlier than the Great Heavenly Priest himself that the Ming Zi scroll in the Seven Heavenly Books would reappear in the wasteland.

It's just that a cultivator of his level can see through even the dead end, and naturally he can see through any external objects, so as not to let those external objects tie his mind, even if those external objects are heavenly books.

Moreover, he made a bet with Tang Yining Que and Longqing's covenant to break the realm, since he lost, he naturally had to admit defeat, there was no question of whether he could see through it, he just couldn't allow himself to leave the slightest shadow on his state of mind.

His appearance in the wasteland has nothing to do with the Book of Heaven, it has nothing to do with the desolate people going south, and it has nothing to do with the reopening of the Demon Sect's Mountain Gate.

He has lived in Guanli since he was a child, and the enlightenment reading materials that began with literacy were the six heavenly books. He has been looking at the world coldly since he was a child, and the desolate man's southward movement may be a big deal for the world, but it can't attract his attention at all. The reopening of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate is relatively interesting, but the Demon Sect has long since withered and is no longer a problem.

There are too few people or facts in this world who are qualified to let him leave the Know-Shou.

But the man who stood on the other side of the line fourteen years ago is definitely qualified.

Ye Su was eager to meet that person. He thought about it for many, many years, but all these years that person was always in that big mountain, beside that big mountain, even if he was as proud and powerful as him, he couldn't get close to the other party.

This year, the man on the other side of the line finally left the mountain and went to the wasteland.

He didn't know where the man was.

But he knew he was going to meet that person.

Because the unique temperament of that mountain and the temperament of that person determine this.

That person was going to protect the little guy named Ning Que.

Then when Ning Que was really in danger, that person must be by his side.

So he only had to wait until Ning Que encountered real danger.

It's just that at this time, Ning Que was outside the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

Why did he leave the Demon Sect Mountain Gate and go south?

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There is a big blue lake in the south of the foothills of Tianqi Mountain, which is the Hulan Sea that the grassland barbarians regard as a sacred place, at this time there is thin ice floating on the lake, and the men of the grassland tribe who have lived on the lakeside for generations are taking advantage of the fact that the ice surface is not completely sealed before the water grass in the lake is salvage.

Where there are grassland barbarians, there are often caravans in the Central Plains, but after all, it is the cold and midwinter at this time, and the war between the grassland and the Central Plains coalition has just ended, and it is still a little strange for a Central Plains caravan to appear on the shore of the Hulan Sea, but these merchants are extravagant, and they have paid for the leather goods at the end of next summer, so the tribal leaders acquiesced to their deposits, and even pulled out a camp for them.

The people of the Central Plains caravan were cooking on the lakeside, dozens of people sat around the fire, taking advantage of the rare sunny weather, did not enter the tent to avoid the cold, watching the movements of the people, faintly led by one of the merchants.

The rather wealthy merchant nibbled on a leg of lamb with oil, and from time to time complained a few words, obviously not too satisfied with the hospitality of the steppe people, and next to him, a burly middle-aged man wearing a felt hat, probably a steward or a guard, whispered a few words of persuasion, but instead provoked a lesson.

Suddenly, countless white clouds like silk wool suddenly appeared on the clear blue sky, as if the blue canvas was directly torn apart by an invisible giant hand, oozing out the white paint behind it.

The steppe barbarians and the merchants of the Central Plains noticed the vision in the sky at the same time, and looked up in surprise.

The leading merchant swore a few curses.

The burly middle-aged escort with a deferential demeanor squinted at the clouds in the sky, and his expression gradually became solemn.

I don't know why, looking at the middle-aged man's solemn expression, the rich businessman actually looked awe-inspired, and he didn't dare to reprimand him anymore, lowered his head to hide the awe in his eyes, and asked a few words in a low voice.

The burly middle-aged man quietly looked at the white clouds in the sky, feeling the fluctuations of the breath of heaven and earth coming from the depths of the foothills of the far north, and a very complicated expression slowly appeared on his face covered by the shadow of the felt hat - that expression was nostalgia, warmth, and calm after a long time, but it was also mixed with some faint regret and sentimentality.

Then the middle-aged man said three words very succinctly: "The door is open." ”

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Ning Que carried the weak body of Moshan Mountain on his back, stepped on the rocks all over the ground with difficulty, and reached the center of the lake, and then saw a very large stone gate, this stone gate was very huge, standing down and looking up, it seemed to be like a small mountain.

Chang'an, the first male city in the world, does not have such a magnificent and huge stone gate.

Because of its huge size, this is the mountain gate of the Demon Sect.

Ning Que didn't think that he would find the mountain gate of the Demon Sect so easily, and he didn't believe his eyes for a while, and he couldn't understand how such a magnificent stone gate was hidden in Daming Lake, why he didn't see it at all when he walked in the block formation before, and subconsciously glanced back at the way he came.

The stone gate could not be seen as he walked through the craggy piles of rocks and the fierce formation, but when he stepped out, it appeared before his eyes, as if the stone gate was only willing to be seen by those it had chosen.

The opening of the Demon Sect's mountain gate is even easier than finding the mountain gate, there is no need to recite any spells, there is no ingenious terrifying mechanism, when Ning Que's right hand lightly touched the rough and solemn surface of the stone gate, there was a soft sound, and countless years of dust splashed out from the crack in the stone gate, and then the stone gate slowly opened.

Ning Que glanced up at the Snow Peak, which was even taller and more majestic than some time ago, and then his gaze met Mo Shanshan's shocked and weak gaze, and he walked in.

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Majestic, solemn, solemn, grandiose, sacred...... The feeling of this kind of quality is often built on a huge spatial scale, just like Chang'an City, which the goshawk does not dare to cross lightly, like the temple complex overlooking the common people on Peach Mountain, when these buildings have a strong contrast with the small human body, this feeling will be produced.

Walking into the huge stone gate, climbing up the long stone steps of tens of thousands of steps, when he came to the main hall of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, these feelings also instantly occupied the minds of Ning Que and Mo Shanshan.

Because the Demon Sect Mountain Gate they saw was more magnificent and huge than any building they had seen before.

The Demon Sect Mountain Gate is in the middle of the mountain, more precisely in the majestic snow peaks on the shore of Daming Lake, and the Demon Sect is in the huge space formed after the belly of a towering snow peak is completely hollowed out.

This space is so big that it is completely unimaginable, the depth does not know how deep, the height does not know how high, and even so big that it makes people have an illusion, this is the place that can only appear in dreams, and this is the world that Haotian can have the power to open up.

Out of nowhere, the clear light shines through, and countless stout huge stone beams lie across the space, and the traces of knives and axes on these stone beams are regular and clear, extremely thick, and the plane can allow four carriages to run side by side.

The two of them looked at the spacious, straight and straight stone beam in front of them, and felt that they couldn't see the end of the stone beam at all, but the thick stone beam in the distance was just a very thin spider silk in the huge space!

The thick stone beams are concentrated in the middle like a spider web, and finally converge into a stone flat in the hollow part of the distant rock peak, a temple can be seen in the distance on the ping, the temple should be huge, but standing on the cliff wall looks like a hollow micro-carving carved by a skilled craftsman on the grain of rice, as for Ning Que and Moshan Mountain, which are far away from that temple, it is more like a grain of sand between the rock walls for this huge space!

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

In the face of such an inconceivable grandeur, it is difficult for anyone to restrain their sense of awe, and they want to fall to their knees and worship, and even burst into tears because they feel their own insignificance and meaninglessness.

Because in front of such a magnificent world, human beings can only be ants.

However, what really shocked Ning Que was that this huge space, which seemed to be only Haotian capable of opening up, was carved out by those ants like humans thousands of years ago!

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(I thought about the chapter name for more than ten minutes, but I really couldn't think of a better one, because I cared a little bit, so I always wanted to make a good one, and it really hurts.) (To be continued)