After a few days of repairs, the battle was imminent. Daming Lake was deep in Tianqi Mountain, and the vast mountains in the north stretched thousands of miles away. It was time for them to set off.
Ning Que and Bookworm didn't seem to be as close as in the original work because of Yang Wuyue's appearance, but they still chose to go together, of course mainly with Yang Wuyue, while Ning Que followed shamelessly.
"Senior Brother Yang, why doesn't Master Yan Se accept you as a disciple? It seems that you are more like the successor of the Talisman Master." Mo Shanshan was like a curious baby along the way, asking questions here and there, but she felt that Yang Wuyue's Talisman Dao cultivation was far behind.
On top of himself, although he doesn't use talismans very much, his sword doesn't need to use talismans anymore.
Yang Wuyue smiled and said: "Because the disciples of Master Yan Se will be the successors of the Shocking God Formation, and I am destined to be unfit to guard that city."
He can't say that Master Yan Se can't teach him. In fact, Master Yan Se doesn't accept him, which shows that he is not suitable to guard that city.
"What about the second floor?" Mo Shanshan asked again. Why Yang Wuyue didn't enter the second floor has always been a mystery.
"Shanshan, do you think he should be on the second floor?" Ning Que heard the problem.
Mo Shanshan said: "Mr. Thirteen, you are a bit of a rogue. You are not as reliable as Senior Brother Yang. I just want to know why Senior Brother Yang gave up after passing the second-floor exam."
Yang Wuyue smiled and said: "The second floor of the academy is indeed not bad, but I am more suitable to practice at the foot of the mountain."
Ning Que said angrily: "Twelfth senior brother said that Master is afraid that you will destroy the back mountain, and second senior brother and third senior sister speak highly of you. How strong is your strength?"
"I want to know too!" Just as he was saying this, there appeared in front of him a person who was defeated by him twice and was injured, Long Qing, the son of light, and Lu Chenjia, the nymphomaniac.
Yang Wuyue ignored him, but looked at a man dressed in red on the snow cliff not far away. The three of them came together, and the other three seemed to come together as well.
Long Qing glanced over there: "How much do you look down on me? Am I not worthy of being your opponent?"
Yang Wuyue said calmly: "I know you still ask? It would be too bullying to start a fight with you!"
Long Qing took a deep breath and admitted the fact: "I have to admit that you and the Taoist Idiot are the same kind of people. But before your decisive battle, I have to resolve my personal grudges with Ning Que."
Ning Que subconsciously hid behind the two of them: "If you want to drink tea and chat, I welcome you to talk nonsense. If you want to fight, forget it. I can't beat you."
Long Qing said: "You don't dare? Or are you afraid?"
"Why should I give you a chance to perfect your Taoist heart?" Ning Que is not stupid. He is waiting to defeat Long Qing once, which means that he will leave the shortcomings of his Taoist heart.
"I like that little maid of yours very much." Long Qing hit the nail on the head with Ning Que at once. He often begged Sangsang during gatherings in the capital, and Yin Yang Wuyue also begged Sangsang.
Very interested: "If you don't dare, you can give her to me. Yang Wuyue has the opponent he is looking forward to. As for the bookworm girl, he can protect you for the rest of his life."
When Sangsang was mentioned, Ning Que had no choice but to accept the challenge, "Okay, then you and I will make a bet. Whoever breaks through the situation first will win. The loser will destroy his Qi Sea and Snow Mountain. If I lose, I will leave the academy. If
If you lose, leave Xiling."
"Okay, in the name of Haotian!"
"In the name of the Master!"
The two of them had just made the bet between Yang Wuyue and Ye Hongyu, and the bet between the two men was just a matter of life and death.
By the Daming Lake, the water is rippling and reeds are swaying on the endless wilderness. It is like a landscape in a painting. On this side of the lake, Ning Que leisurely set up a pot and prepared to light a fire for cooking.
"Mr. Thirteen, are you still in the mood to eat? Long Qing may break out at any time!" Mo Shanshan said worriedly.
"I'm so hungry now that I can't do anything!" Ning Que shrugged and continued to light a fire and boil water.
"Senior Brother Yang, are you going to have a decisive battle with Ye Hongyu later? She seems to be breaking through too!" Mo Shanshan turned to look at Yang Wuyue helplessly.
"No matter who wins or loses between the two of them, the battle between Ye Hongyu and I cannot be avoided!" Yang Wuyue said calmly: "Shanshan, why are you so anxious?"
Mo Shanshan pouted: "You are my friends. Although I know you are very strong, Dao Chi has mastered all methods. And Ning Que, he is a big difference from Long Qing."
On the snow cliff on the other side of the lake, under a dead tree, the nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia was helping Long Qing protect the Dharma.
"Chen Jia, don't worry, as long as the green leaves are in full bloom and the petals are all gone, you will be able to break through. I will not lose to Ning Que a second time!"
Lu Chenjia had full confidence in him, nodded slightly and looked at Ye Hongyu not far away, "Are you sure?"
Ye Hongyu glanced at her coldly and remained silent. He just looked up at Yang Wuyue in the distance who was still not in a hurry. For the two of them, the fate-knowing realm could be broken with just a finger.
Ning Que only boiled a pot of water and a hot and sour noodle soup that Sang Sang prepared for him. The big pot was really fragrant. Mo Shanshan was looking forward to the delicacies of the Tang Dynasty, and was even more interested in the white jade gourd in Yang Wuyue's hand.
The wine in it is very curious.
"Hanshuang wine!" Yang Wuyue handed her the wine bottle, and Mo Shanshan happily took a sip. It was ice cold and very delicious: "You only drink wine, don't you need to eat?"
Yang Wuyue took out a Nascent Soul Pill and threw it into his mouth: "The vital energy of heaven and earth is used to prepare the elixir. Those who eat Qi will be immortal."
"Qi is the key!" Ning Que had a vague awakening, and his mind followed the thought power that merged with the heaven and earth and continued to emit it. He saw the bluestones on the lakeside, the fish swimming in the lake, and the gravel under the fallen leaves.
, saw it all.
At that moment, he was never confused, penetrated into the cave, and succeeded in breaking the mirror.
Mo Shanshan felt the breath coming from the wind and understood what he had done. A sincere smile appeared on his face, "Congratulations, Mr. Thirteen, for entering the Cave Mystic Realm."
However, there is worry in his heart. At this time, Long Qing is only one step away from the realm of destiny that practitioners dream of, and will soon become a great practitioner. At this moment, will he really fulfill his bet and give up his cultivation and temple identity?
The larger fluctuation of heaven and earth energy in the distance is shaking violently. Long Qing has broken through Zhiming, which is obviously more turbulent. It is obvious that at this moment, he does not intend to destroy the Qi Sea Snow Mountain and fulfill the bet. Instead, he wants to forcefully break it and use a powerful force.
Means to completely kill it here.
Ning Que looked into the distance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is he trying to cheat?"
In an instant, ice cones hit the sky, and the terrifying ice arrows turned into heavy rain.
"Kaka!" The heaviest wooden box Ning Que was carrying was opened, and he quickly took out the parts in the box. With the snapping sound of metal components, a dark metal bow quickly took shape.
There are also arrows covered with dense runes. The rune arrows contain extremely terrifying destructive power. From Mo Shanshan's perspective, it is natural to see that those are divine runes.