Nightfall Chapter 63: The arrow points to the world

The butcher was silent, remembering that a few years ago, the Lord had asked the drunkard to go to the Western Wilderness to meet with the first lecturer, so he didn't want to disadvantage her.

"It is worthy of being the first person in Taoism in a thousand years."

The butcher stood up, wiped the water stains off his body, and said with emotion.

The alcoholic looked at him and said, "What should we do?"

Or, how should we choose?

The butcher said: "Don't forget, there are two Haotians now."

If she really did not return to the kingdom of God and is still in the world, then there is her in the sky, and there is also her in the world, but I don't know which one is the real one.

"If Chen was to act according to what she said in the sky...the chances of success would be great, but I don’t know if she in the sky will fulfill the agreement between us and the one in the world, so we Don’t let her die."

Drinkers and butchers live too long, so they are too afraid of death.

When the glory of Haotian enveloped the world, they hid like mice. When the Master found them, they were silent and honest. After the Master came to the sky and watched the Lord landed, they remained silent and honest, and they never had the courage to rise up.

But they still have greed. That greed seems to be a collection of greed in countless human instincts, so rich and unwilling, they want eternity.

Eternity does not belong to the world, but only belongs to the kingdom of God. They received Sangsang’s promise or gift, so they became calm and happy, and no longer withered the boring life of the past tens of thousands of years, until now... they found it possible There are two Haotian.

This has happened before. When Sang Sang Sui Ning Que was traveling in the red dust, or earlier. When she followed Ning Que to live in Minshan in Weicheng, in the sense of existence. There have always been two Haotians, but one of them did not wake up. When she woke up, she and herself in the kingdom of God did not distinguish each other.

But the recent behavior of the subject indicates that... it is extremely likely that she who has not returned to the kingdom of God, and the one who stayed in the kingdom of God, has already stepped into a different river.

So. Is the agreement between them and Sangsang still valid? What thoughts does Haotian in the kingdom of God have? Who should they follow?

The butcher looked at the alcoholic and said solemnly: "Fortunately we have two people. If there are really two Haotians, then... one person guards one."

The alcoholic stood up and said: "It can only be done like this. Even if you make a wrong choice, you won't lose everything. You can do something in the last moment."

The butcher said: "You too."

The alcoholic said: "Inevitable."

The butcher said: "If she really hasn't returned to the kingdom of God, she's still in the world. You must find her before watching the Lord and Li Shao..."

The alcoholic said: "Then you?"

The butcher walked back to the cutting board, threw the pig's trotter into the cauldron, looked at the pig's trotter floating in the brine, and said: "I go to Taoshan, if the Taoist is really acting in accordance with the will of the kingdom of God. , Then they need my help."

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Except for the calligraphy and painting shop, the butcher shop, and the wine shop. There is the only gambling stall in the town. There are not many people living in the town. There are very few wealthy families. The idle gambling ghosts are relatively rare. Therefore, the business of gambling stalls has never been very good, but this does not affect many men in the town reporting every day. Have fun.

Zhang San and Li surrounded the stage, looking at the chips and patterns. Listening to the croupier's yo, smelling the powdered wine around, I was very excited.

When he was in Chang'an City, Li Si liked to hang out everywhere. He was not a good boy. Zhang San also fought fiercely in his hometown. For his mother, I don’t know how many villagers’ heads were broken, and Their time in the academy is too short to receive Li's slow moral education and Jun Mo's stick education, so they have no resistance to gambling.

"Why do we always lose?"

After losing a few copper plates again, Li Si gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I don't believe it is a technical problem, nor can it be an IQ problem."

Zhang San reminded me: "I played a few games with the little uncle that year, but didn't he keep losing? The little uncle said that we have a character problem."

"Is our character still bad? If we are not good, how could we be favored by the teacher? Are you the prime minister's son, or am I the princess's younger brother?"

Li Si said badly, took out a handful of broken silver from his arms, stuffed it halfway into Zhang San's hand, and then slapped it back on the table.

"Grab with both hands! I bet big and you bet small! Someone can always win!"

It didn't take long for Zhang San and Li Si to leave the gambling stall angrily, head down back to the shop, Chao Xiaoshu was washing the chess pieces with clean water, and they knew they had lost all again, laughing. I asked a few questions about the situation.

"Betting on both sides will undoubtedly lose. People who do this are really stupid."

Smiled at the little tree and said, but the line of sight did not fall on Zhang San and Li Si, but over their shoulders and fell on the butcher shop down the street.

Zhang San and Li Si's expressions are very calm, no longer the previous cursing looks, they don't seem to feel sorry for the broken silver lost in the gambling stall.

To go to the gambling stall, you must pass through the butcher shop. You can hear the people in the butcher shop. Yes, the people in the shop must know...

But Zhang Nianzu is just Zhang San, and Li Guangdi is just Li Si. They are just real ordinary people, just like their names. Who cares?

"I'm going to write a letter." Walked towards the small tree to the backyard.

In the butcher shop, in the clear water and the faint smell of blood on the floor, the butcher and the drunkard were speechless. They had already said what they should say, but their emotions could not be restored for a while.

Suddenly, the butcher's eyebrows were raised, and the knife in his belt whizzed through the air, and was held in his hand, hiding in front of his face.

His body reacted more quickly, and he had already squatted behind the cutting board, his expression extremely solemn, reflected on the shiny blade.

He felt the extreme danger. A few years ago, during the Taoshan Light Festival, he also felt the danger, and today the danger is coming again.

The drunkard got up, his gown was hunting, and he seemed to disappear into the wind in the next moment.

They all felt the threat from Chang'an City, and the iron arrow pointed in the direction was slowly moving in the world. Following that person's sight.

Who will Ning Que shoot?

Blood and corpses are everywhere in Yangzhou City, and the blood has coagulated. It turned black, and the body was covered with snow, but it did not rot for a while. There was blood everywhere in the Fuchun River outside the city. Dead people floated on the original clear water. The picture was shocking.

A **** is on the river bank, facing the direction of Qingxia.

Hengmu Liren sat cross-legged on the sun, with no expression on his immature face, but anyone could see his pride in his slightly raised lips and bright eyes.

These days, he led the guardian cavalry of Xiling Temple to kill people in Qinghe County. The beautiful, quiet and elegant bridges and flowing water have been stained red with blood. The green trees in the fields are quickly aging. Magpies are hard to see, and the branches are full of crows.

He is proud of his own deeds, his own strength, he looks at the faintly visible Qingxia in the distance. Spread your hands to face the sky, if you point.

When Jun Mo shocked the world with ten thousand enemies there, he was just an inconspicuous firewood chopper in the Tianyuyuan. He regretted not catching up with the battle, and even more regretful that Yu Junmo had broken his arm. . So, what does it feel like to win the battle now.

Thinking about it this way, regret gradually turned into arrogance, and all emotions in the body of Hengmu Liren will eventually become arrogant. It seemed that Haotian had left him with the mark.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows. With a wave of hands, there was a wind rising from the Fuchun River, swept across with a faint smell of blood, and swept down the countless heavy veils in front of the gods.

One layer of veil and two layers of veil, countless layers of veil fell down quickly, hiding his figure in the deepest part. The subordinates by the bank and the devout believers in the field can no longer see his face and share his Glory and pride.

Hengmu Liren didn't like this, but he had to do it. He even had to guard his spirit and restrain his aura, making Dao Xin calm like a real dry well.

Because if he insists on his arrogance, he is very worried that he will be seen by that person. Even if that person can’t see it, he is also worried about attracting the other person’s attention, so that he can find a way to let that person see. So he must Low-key and then low-key.

Is that humility? No, humility is an active character, and he is passive and low-key, so this is a humiliation, a complete humiliation.

In the depths of countless heavy veils, Hengmu Liren lowered his head, his immature face was covered with flushing caused by anger, his lips moved, and he muttered with indescribable hatred: "If you have the ability, come out. , Come out if you have the ability, come out if you have the ability!......"

After leaving the capital of the Song Dynasty, Long Qing brought his subordinates and more than two thousand escorts from the Xiling Temple to the north, and returned to his home country, Chengjing, to join the escorts who had been stationed here for these years.

The national government has its own Emperor Yan to deal with it——He trusts his brother’s ability and does not have the energy to take care of those little things. His eyes always stay in the north, stay on the east wilderness he re-emerged, and fall on that image. On the ghostly peerless powerhouse.

Yu Lian’s cleaning of the Eastern Wilderness has come to an end. Xiling Temple has tried many times in the past few years. He tried to stop it, but there was nothing to do. On the contrary, it damaged more masters, so in the end he had to take a good look. Cover, as if you haven't seen anything. But he can’t pretend to be invisible, not because the Eastern Desolation is the place where he re-emerged and he has feelings, but because the Eastern Desolation is the south of the Eastern Desolation is the country of Yan, the deserted tribes are going south again, the country of Yan is the first to bear the brunt. Right now.

Suddenly, Long Qing retracted his gaze toward the grassland and looked towards the direction of Chang'an City. Just a moment ago, he felt a wave of Taoism similar to divine consciousness passing lightly in Chengjing City.

Divine consciousness is based on mind power. No one in the spiritual world can have such a powerful mind power. Even if Liu Bai, the strongest in the world, his mind power is like a surging yellow river, it is impossible to sweep the entire world. Then that spiritual consciousness Who is it? Long Qing knew it was Ning Que's.

Receiving the brilliance of Sangsang back then, or owning the entire Chang'an City as a source at this time, only Ning Que can perceive an ocean, and the divine consciousness can sweep the entire world.

Long Qing was silent, but he was not as embarrassed as the butcher. He seemed calm and didn't care, and he didn't always prepare to escape with no distance like a drunkard, because he would not be without distance and because he was not ready to leave.

The world of spiritual practice was shot by Ning Que with the Yuan thirteen arrows, and only three people survived: the first lecturer of Xuankong Temple, Ye Hongyu and him.

Among them, only he has truly experienced the horror of the iron arrow. The hole between his chest and abdomen is still telling the story of that year. He is too familiar with the iron arrow and knows that Many things about it-even with the help of Apocalypse and Chang'an City, Ning Que can see all over the world, but if he wants to accurately target somewhere in the world, he still needs someone to help him locate it. In other words, someone needs to target his goal. Forced to the highest state.

These are all calculated by Long Qing, so he is not worried, because Mr. Da should be far away from the world, but he is still silent. After all, it is Yuan Thirteen Arrows.

A gentleman has nothing to fight, he must shoot. The academy is very particular about the word shooting. When Ning Que was about to shoot, the whole world was quiet.

No matter how powerful a practitioner, no matter how confident and narcissistic, he doesn't want to be his target. That iron arrow might not be enough to shoot people like the butcher, but no one dared to take the risk—that year of the Guangming Festival, Qinghe County, the strong man with the fate of life, died, and the old lady Cui, whose surname was in the clouds, died. .

They were shot dead by an arrow.

Ning Que looked at the world, his eyes moved between the vast wilderness and mountains, and the iron arrow moved with it, and finally landed in the depths of the western wasteland.

There was nothing there, there was no fighting, and he could not perceive any special light spots in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was too far away, as if he was going to the end of the world, even after his divine consciousness went there, it became extremely weak. Miao, it's hard to tell.

But he still aimed quietly there, because he must do something, after the watcher disappeared in the wind and snow, before he left Chang'an City, those things should be done.

Long Qing reckons that his iron arrow needs the cooperation of the big brother. In front of the Lin Kang city palace, he and the big brother are going to use this method to kill the alcoholic. Although it fails, it also poses a great threat to the alcoholic. , Causing violent turmoil afterwards, until Ye Su died in the small courtyard by the East China Sea.

The Yuan Thirteen Arrows in the most powerful state can threaten all the strong, but that requires the entire Chang'an City to provide him with power and cooperation, but many people have forgotten, Ning Que uses iron arrows When Qianli killed someone for the first time, it was not the big brother who cooperated with him.

In the garden by the Fuchun River that day, Grandpa Cui, who was shocked when he reported his name, took a step forward and did not hesitate to release the person in all realms... It was Jun Mo.

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The blizzard on the wasteland stopped for a few days, and suddenly it fell again, and it got bigger and bigger, gradually becoming violent. The Golden Tent King Court braved the wind and snow to lift the tribe south-every adult male in the grassland tribe is the best cavalry, and now the Zhenbei Army resists hundreds of thousands of elite.

Western grasslands, the wind and snow are equally violent, and the king’s court of the right tent is full of horses. The cavalry who have not fought for many years because they are far away from the Central Plains did not go south to the moon wheel, nor did they venture east to the terrifying mud pool, but toward The more distant West-the bitter cold climate and the difficult supply of food and grass, have not made people hesitate, because the place they are going to is called Xuankong Temple. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.)