Nightfall

In the twilight, the hole in the cliff looks like the mouth opened by a monster.

Ning Que looked at the hole, and he felt such a feeling in his mind. He knew this description was too cliché, but he couldn't find any more appropriate than this.

The hole seemed to be ready to devour all people or things that walked in, even including light, spring and summer, autumn and winter, time and all the feelings attached to time.

When I think about walking into this cliff cave, I do n’t know when to come out. It may be imprisoned for months, years, or even ten years. Ning Que feels that his body is very cold. I ca n’t see Changan in ten years. The girls in the city ca n’t eat hot and sour noodle soup for ten years. How old are the girls in the red sleeves after ten years? Xiao Cao is afraid to marry someone, will Shuizhu'er return to his hometown?

In fact, Ning Que may be imprisoned in Houshan for more than ten years, such as a lifetime, but he standing in front of the cave at this time is not willing to make that kind of assumption anyway.

He is a student on the second floor of the academy. He is a close disciple of the Confucius. After looking at the scenes in Twilight, the darker emotions in his heart are all gone. He trusts the mountain behind the academy and the people in the mountain, but After all, he has been extremely miserable since he was a child. When he thought of giving his life and freedom to others completely, he began to develop resistance and want to escape from his instinct.

Ning Que looked back at the Master who was sitting on the cliff eating lamb and drinking wine, and asked, "Teacher, why did you shut me up? Because of the demon or because of ... something else?"

He wanted to ask the Confucius if it was because the light constellation thought he was the son of Pluto, so the Confucius would make this punishment for himself and isolate himself from the world. After all, he still did not ask for an exit. He firmly believed himself and the vague. Pluto has nothing to do with it, but for those illusory legends many years ago, there was a **** storm, and he didn't want to have anything to do with this matter.

The Master did not look back and said, "What does it mean to be imprisoned?"

Ning Que looked at his back and replied after a moment of contemplation: "Deprive of freedom."

Confucius said: "Freedom is a very precious thing. Compared with freedom, even life is nothing. The only thing more precious than freedom is freedom itself."

Ning Que did not understand this sentence.

The master put the chopsticks back into the food box, picked up a piece of **** with his fingers, and slowly chewed it into his lips.

After a moment, he stood up and looked back at Ning Que, who said: "Since freedom is more precious than freedom, there is only one reason to deprive you of freedom. That is to hope that you have greater freedom. It's a very simple thing. "

Ning Que vaguely understood some more things, but said helplessly: "Teacher, since it is a simple thing, why don't you tell me in a simple way?"

After saying this, he slowly turned to look at the cave in front of him. After a long silence, he took a deep breath and walked inside.

The last twilight shining on the distant Chang'an City, also shining on the desolate cliff walls, the golden and red pieces seemed to be the purest flames, and the cliff cave was like an entrance to the unknown in the fire.

The cliff cave is quiet, without wind, slightly cool, and the air is very dry.

Entering the dark room from the bright place, rather lacking the reaction sharpened by hunting and killing thieves over the years, let him instinctively close his eyes in an instant, then open it again, and get used to the brightness of the environment.

The light outside the cliff caves in. The cave is not as dark as when it was seen from the outside, and the natural patterns between the stones on the cave wall can be clearly seen.

Ning Que suddenly woke up to God.

Just walked in like this?

It's that simple?

He turned and looked out of the cave, and saw that Sang Sang was holding a protruding rock at the entrance of the cave, looking at himself with a worried face, and the Confucius on the cliff was already packing up the food box, ready to leave.

It is very close to the cave entrance, and even the last picture of the southern wall of Chang'an City outside the cloud can be seen in the distance. However, once walking into the cliff cave, Ning Que felt that he was abandoned by the real world outside, and a deep heart appeared A strong feeling of lonely fear.

"teacher."

Ning Que looked at the Confucius who was about to leave and asked with a tremble: "Is it possible that I can never come out?"

"So many people were pleading for you before. Your popularity seems good. If you really want to stay here for a lifetime, I believe they will come to accompany you. You don't have to worry about being too lonely."

The Master watched him say this and walked down the mountain with the food box. The wide black gown on his body was like a burning bird wing under the red sunset light.

Looking at the figure of the Master leaving, Ning Que showed a bitter smile. If you really want to be imprisoned in this cave for a lifetime, what's the point of the best relationship?

There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and no one knows for a long time. No matter how good a friend can be with you for a lifetime, if you are really in the cliff cave, you will eventually be forgotten in the world.

Of course, there must be someone who will always be with him.

Ning Que looked at Sang Sang outside the cave, not far away, but felt she was far away. He looked at her eyes and said, "If I can't get out after three months, you will go down the mountain."

Sang Sang wanted to say something.

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Don't force me to use those girls' methods."

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Legend has it that the extremely powerful rune masters could paint the grounds as prisons. Ning Que had never seen the master Yan Se reveal such a method, but he had seen the fan cage of the Xiling Temple, ruling that the deacon of the division had been used in the tent of the barren, In Zongshan Gate, he has also seen the Fan Cage Array that the uncle Xiaoshi used the hoor sword.

The mouth of the cliff seems to be empty, and occasionally a ray of light wind blows through it, and the dust floats slowly through the last sky, free to enter and exit, but Ning Que knows that there must be something there.

The Confucius imprisoned him in this cave, so that he could only go out if he wanted to understand, to understand, to understand everything in the world, and to walk out of the cave.

His retreat in the cliff cave can be said to be a punishment, but also to sharpen the mind, is a test.

Whenever there is a real test, Ning Que confirms that he cannot go around by other means, then he will calm down at the fastest speed and dispel all anxiety, and will never be anxious, but will do his best. Preparations before attempting to face this test.

So he sat down on his knees, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, the noble air in his body slowly flowed, and began to absorb the breath of the world around him in accordance with a certain rhythm.

The sun had already set at this time, and Changan City was shrouded in shadows. The people there probably had seen the night in advance, but the people at the top of the cliff could still enjoy some residual skylight.

The light shone on his eyelashes, and Jingliang seemed to be coated with powder.

Ning Que opened her eyes and confirmed that she had adjusted to the best state both mentally and physically, got up and walked towards the hole, and her footsteps were slow and stable.

The last afterglow enveloped the exit of the cliff cave, and he walked into afterglow.

Suddenly, Ning Que felt that the air in front of him, including the afterglow in the air, froze, as thick as water containing countless honey, which brought countless resistance.

Especially as he went outside the cave, the invisible resistance multiplied innumerable times, and finally turned into a quagmire, making his breathing difficult, making it difficult to take a step forward.

Feeling the obstacle at the entrance of the cave, he did not try to break through forcefully. Instead, he stepped back into the cave at the fastest speed, and has been retreating for three consecutive steps before finally getting rid of those viscous invisible forces. He gasped for a moment. Let some pale face return to normal state.

Sang Sang came out of the hut by the cliff, holding a lit torch in his hand.

Through the warm red light from the torch, Ning Que carefully looked at the mouth of the cliff cave. He looked at it very carefully. The seemingly natural lines on the cave wall, even the gravel on the ground, were not let go, but he No sign of fluctuation was found, nor traces of formation.

The prohibition of cliff caves is not a sign or a battle, but a breath that appears flat.

This breath is very simple, but it is extremely powerful, like the purest wine, but it is extremely intense.

The breath of heaven and earth between Wancheng's cliffs was called to the mouth of the cave in a way he could not understand.

Such a large number of heaven and earth breaths, blocking small holes, can be imagined to what extent they are compressed, thick and condensed, unimaginable, and even beyond a certain boundary, directly triggering a certain qualitative change, which should be intangible. Turned into a substantial obstacle!

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Sang Sang raised his torch and looked into the hole, shouting: "Master, how is it? Can it be done?"

"It's not that simple, you can find a way out."

Ning Que shook her head, looked at her holding the torch, and suddenly said: "You give way."

Sang Sang struggled to insert the torch on the ground outside the hole and returned to the hut by the cliff.

Looking at the mouth of the cliff, Ning Que thought that if the prohibition of the cave is a complicated formation, or a rune, with his current state strength, there is really no way. However, the prohibition here is that powerful breath directly let Heaven and Earth's vitality is shaped like a solid barrier.

For the practitioners, this prohibitive condensation of heaven and earth has too much energy, and it can even have a great influence on their direct control of heaven and earth. But for Ning Que, this prohibition seems to have some use. Loopholes, because he does not need to mobilize the world.

Inheriting the unpretentious spirit of Master Xiaoshu, Ning Que's body became stronger and stronger after being enchanted. As long as the barrier is visible, he should be able to rush through with brute force. The more he thinks his eyes are brighter, this method seems feasible.

Ning Que looked at the mouth of the cliff cave, thinking about rushing out later, and when she came down the mountain with Sang Sang, the brothers and sisters' shocked faces, the teacher's ugly face, became more and more excited.

Haoran circulated silently, instilling into the smallest part of his body ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Ning Que stared at the hole and bent his knees slightly, his heels gradually lifted, and with a snap, his left foot kicked **** the hard ground, A clear footprint appeared on the hard ground.

Through the huge anti-shock force, the whole person roared and broke the wind, rushing towards the entrance of the cave like an arrow!

There was a mumble at the mouth of the cliff.

A figure flew to the ground like a wild goose shot through the neck with an arrow.

Ning Que fell heavily on the ground, embarrassed.

He spurted blood, and the blood fell on the footprints he had just left.

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(This is Chapter 3, Chapter 4 must be written before 2:45! I want to watch the ball! I want to watch the ball today! In addition, I have to admit that Ronaldo is indeed the best in the world. One of the two players, although I still prefer Xiaobai.)