Chapter 61 Cooking Xiaoxian, Getting the Great Road
Standing in front of the verdant valley, looking at the barren snow-capped mountains, Prince Longqing was silent, knowing that Bai Ji was facing a choice again, and the result of the choice was not important, the key was the spirit of proximity shown when choosing, with the experience of the academy mountaineering, so this time he did not hesitate at all, turned around and walked towards the verdant valley:
As soon as the soles of his boots left the remnant snow, the wind and snow on the top of the snow cliff and the peaks behind him suddenly stopped, and he looked up, only to see the thick lead cloud disappear at some point, revealing the clear sky behind him.
The blue and tranquil sky is an objective and true existence, but the sky that appears in his Dao heart is different, half of it is a quiet black, and the other half is starry and dazzling.
Standing between light and darkness again, he shook his head with a smile after a little silence, and continued to walk on the side of the snow cliff near the verdant valley, and with each step he fell, a few handfuls of grass would grow next to his boots, and the grass magically became more and more lush, gradually covering the entire snow cliff.
At the end of the snow cliff, the fence that had trapped him for many days had already been scattered on the ground, and the top of one of the firewood trees could faintly be seen as starry green. The green, though faint but condensed, was faintly pure, and when he got closer, he saw that it was a leaf about the size of a fingernail, glowing with a faint green.
This firewood is completely lifeless, but at this time, new shoots are born, especially looking at the growth rate of this new shoot, maybe it will not be long before more green leaves will be born, and even a beautiful flower may be produced in the end.
Prince Longqing quietly looked at the tender green green shoots at the top of the firewood, although there was no expression on his face, but deep down he was already warm and extremely moved, the so-called knowing the destiny of heaven and earth will go to understand the origin of the world, grasp the law of heaven and earth vitality and even the law of life, only such a practitioner can be regarded as truly attaining the Tao, at this time he is only a line away from the realm of knowing his fate, and there is no obstacle in the heart of the Dao can stop him.
As long as the green leaves are full and the petals are exhausted, they can break through.
However, the expression on his face gradually became solemn, because at the moment of breaking the realm, he was most afraid of being disturbed.
If he had crossed his fate in Xiling Taoshan, the Grand Priest of the Ruling Body would have personally protected the Dharma for him, but at this time, deep in the wilderness and snow-capped mountains, all the dangers and possible obstacles had to be overcome by himself.
At this moment, the sound of the wind in the clothes sounded.
A red-clothed Daoist Ye Hongyu appeared on the snow cliff, his black Dao bun was slightly messy, and his beautiful face was slightly tired, he should have consumed a lot of energy in the chase with Tang Xiaotang.
She glanced at Prince Longqing, her clear and cold eyes revealed a hint of burning and appreciation, but she didn't make any moves, and sat down not far from him without saying a word, looking around indifferently.
Prince Longqing nodded to her to express his gratitude, and then sat down next to the firewood that sent out the buds, slowly closed his eyes and waited silently for the moment when the flowers bloomed, and calmly and joyfully greeted the arrival of the realm of fate:
In the depths of Yucui Valley, on the shore of Daming Lake, Ning Que hung his head slightly on the stone, as if he had fallen asleep, and the willow branch he held in his hand trembled from time to time in the lake with the ups and downs of his body.
Swimming in the depths of the lake, the tail of the fish swayed a little strangely, mainly because the rhythm of the bouncing was not as light as that of its companions, and it seemed to be a little tired, and by the light shining into the water on the surface of the lake, it saw the fluttering willow branch, and swam over, carefully and gently holding it with the fish's lips.
The fish knew whether it was a willow branch, or a white, fat, and ugly willow branch blistered by the lake, and there was no meat or insects on it, but it wanted to swim over and hold it, because the fish always felt that it should be there, and that it should have been there by nature, because the willow branch revealed the closeness of Cai's cronies, like a part of his own body.
Ning Que opened the big black umbrella in his dream, and then woke up, and found that he was still holding the willow branch tightly in his hand, he rubbed his eyes with his left hand, only to find that the willow branch, which had been unpopular for a long time, moved again, and he could faintly feel the draping feeling of the branch between his fingers.
He lifted the willow branch and found a fish hanging from the branch, the fish kept shaking its tail and splashing in all directions, but the strange thing was that no matter how it bounced and struggled, the fish's lips bit the willow branch tightly and refused to let go.
Ning Que thought to himself, this fish is really stupid.
The vast Beimin Mountain is the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain, the radius does not know thousands of miles, Haohan is like the starry sky at night, that verdant valley is just a very inconspicuous small place in the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain Range, there are more strange snow peaks and chaotic cliffs.
In the middle is a bottomless terrifying canyon, and two people sit silently on the two cliff peaks, just like the cliff itself, which is relatively silent.
On the cliff peak to the east sat a Taoist priest, with quiet eyebrows and eyes and a thin figure, wearing a thin light shirt with a moon-white collarless, carrying a thin wooden sword without a sheath, and still black hair combed into a Taoist bun, with a fierce and ordinary ebony fork, not as unshakable as a green pine, but more like a cloud attached to the beautiful sky background.
On the cliff peak in the west sits a, a man, with calm eyebrows and eyes, a strong figure, a winter jacket made of animal skins and cotton skins, empty hands and no weapons, the slightly bulging muscles under the clothes seem to contain infinite strength, and the legs of ** are casually covered with boots that I don't know where to pick, as if one foot can break the sky.
Tang Xiaotang, who had clear eyebrows and eyes, stood behind the man, holding the blood-red giant knife tightly with both hands, and looked vigilantly at the negative sword Taoist sitting between the cliff peaks opposite, and his body felt a little cold.
She knew who the Taoist priest was on the other side, and she knew even better that the two cliff peaks were separated by a deep canyon, which seemed insurmountable, but whether it was her brother or the Taoist priest between the opposite cliff peaks, as long as they wanted, they could meet at any time.
Because they are Zhishouguan and the Demon Sect walking in the world.
A cold wind blew in the canyon, and the Taoist priest's clothes on the cliff peak moved lightly...... Speak slowly...... At a distance of ten feet, the voice was so clear, as if it sounded in everyone's ears.
"I haven't seen you for fourteen years, and you're still the same Don like a stone. ”
Tang said: "The proud Ye Su doesn't seem to be so proud anymore. ”
Ye Su said calmly: "You have guarded me for three days and three nights, do you plan to keep guarding it forever." ”
"This is our place," Don said. ”
Ye Su shook his head and said, "But the Book of Heaven is me...... The Book of Heaven. ”
Tang shook his head and said indifferently, "This book of heaven is our book of heaven.
Ye Su said: "The Demon Sect has already been wiped out, and the rest of the tributaries have disappeared, your teacher has not appeared in the world for a long time, but I am afraid that it has already disappeared, and only your brother and sister are left, how can you stop the torrent of fate?"
Tang said: "There are pillars in the middle. ”
Ye Su looked at him quietly, and suddenly said, "You don't make a move because you have a reason why you don't make a move." ”
Tang looked at him indifferently and said, "If you don't make a move, naturally there are reasons for you." ”
Ye Su was silent for a moment, then said, "I waited for fourteen years to wait for an opportunity to ask him for advice, if I fought with you before this, it would be too disrespectful to this opportunity, to myself and him." ”
Tang said indifferently: "It's not reasonable, you are not qualified to attack him at all." ”
Ye Su smiled slightly and said, "You have to give it a try, are you interested?"
Tang shook his head and said directly: "I'm not his opponent, and my reason is not him. ”
Ye Su raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Have you seen him?"
Don nodded.
Ye Su said: "Since there is a reason not to make a move, do you really want to continue to watch on this cliff peak?"
Tang raised his eyes into the distance, looked somewhere in the vast mountain range, and said, "Which of these two children do you say will break through the realm first?"
Ye Su followed his gaze and said calmly: "I naturally believe in that prince in the Dao Sect lineage. ”
Tang said: "I trust Ning Que because he is a disciple of the master. ”
Ye Su stopped talking.
Don also stopped talking.
The two of them were silent on their respective cliffs, and the bet was made.
Ning Que didn't know whether he had broken through the realm or not, it was no longer just a gambling contract between him and Prince Longqing, but a certain and more important external plate was derived, which indirectly affected the two truly powerful world walkers.
He didn't even show any anxiety and nervousness in his demeanor, as if he was not affected by this boundary breaking covenant at all, he took the stupid fish from the lakeside, and then waved his hand to get out of the way, took out all the spices and animal oil he could find in his luggage, and prepared to pick and cut a fish to eat.
The fish in Daming Lake are delicate, fat and scaleless, especially the abdomen seems to be transparent, and he put it into the frying pan, with a sizzling sound, there is a strange fragrance.
Ning Que held a branch, stood by the fire, looked at the color of the fish skin in the pot very seriously and attentively, frowned and stared, more serious than when he cultivated the realm of enlightenment, and only after a long time would he turn it.
He did not choose firewood, but chose Fu Huo very extravagantly, the temperature control zhì is extremely accurate, while carefully frying the fish, while explaining to Mo Shanshan: "This kind of thing is fried fish, the heat is the most critical, and it must not be turned casually, this thing is like governing the country and cultivation, strategically we can despise it, suing us that frying fish is a, and tactically we must pay attention to it and work carefully......"
The bookworm was begged by him to give up two fire talismans, thinking about cooking with talismans, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable and distressed, and then listened to his explanation, but felt that it seemed to be the case.
The translucent belly of the fish gradually swelled in the warm oil, gradually revealing the glowing hook inside:
Ning Que was stunned, and after watching it for a long time, he figured out that this fish was the first fish to be hooked when he was fishing by the lake, and then took away all the hooks and the meat on the hook.
The wisher took the bait, you obviously didn't want to at the time, why did you go back without a hook at this time?
He looked at the lake fish in the pot that were turning yellow and fragrant, his eyebrows slowly raised, and a smile appeared on his face.
He handed over the branch in his hand to Mo Shanshan, turned around and walked to the lakeside, looking at the snow peaks reflected in the lake, the mental power in the sea was released from the body with his mind, but he did not perceive the Heaven and Earth Yuan and Qi ......
Because the telekinesis and the heaven and earth yuan on the shore of Daming Lake, the qi has been integrated.
He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind followed the power of mind that was integrated with heaven and earth, and he saw the bluestone by the lake, the fish swimming in the lake, the sand under the fallen leaves, and everything.
It is not an ordinary way of seeing, it is not a light view, nor is it a way to manipulate the heaven and earth with mental power, and the qi touches the surroundings and then perceives it from the feedback, but directly perceives the most subtle perception of heaven and earth.
Then Ning Que opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, only to see white clouds floating in the blue sky, those clouds were illusioned into various shapes, some were like horse thieves, some were like horses, some were like combi lakes, some were like trees in Minshan, some were like the cornices of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, some were like old book buildings, and they were full of shadows of the past.
He stretched out his trembling fingers and gently drew in the lakeside wind, and muttered, "The world of Yuan Cai is full of talismans. ”
Mo Shanshan held the branch in his hand, looking at the fish fried in the pot, her beautiful little face was full of nervousness, she didn't know when she would be able to move, as the mushy smell gradually grew, the translucent abdomen of the lake fish in the pot suddenly exploded, and the fish hook bounced out with a bang, and disappeared instantly when it fell into the lake.
Listening to Ning Que's stupid words, she looked at the messy fish in the pot, and said in a low voice of shame: "The fish is broken." ”
Ning Que was able to pass over, looked at her and said seriously: "I'm also broken." ”