Chapter 547 (1/2)
Chapter 547
Chapter 547: The Little Town on Wa Mountain
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Ning Que was most grateful to Ye Hongyu for stabilizing Sangsang's illness for the time being . He knew that the young Divine Priest of Judgment was on her way to capturing and killing Long Qing . Logically speaking, even if they were not friends, he should have shown a degree of worry for her out of grat.i.tude . However, he did not .
Ning Que had absolute confidence in Ye Hongyu . Long Qing was indeed very terrifying . In the battle under the autumn rain, Ning Que would have died had he not been fortunate . However, he still believed that Ye Hongyu was the most terrifying amongst the younger generation of cultivators . Since she had said that she would personally kill Long Qing, then Long Qing would find it hard to escape death .
Looking out of the windows, Ning Que thought about that b.l.o.o.d.y battle in the autumn rain, the fallen riders outside the rundown temple and Long Qing, who wore a black Taoist robe and his dark quiet figure . Images of other memories popped up moments later, and he recalled a dream he had where he saw three black whirlwinds of smoke and dust in the Wilderness .
The three vortexes were cold and dark as if they were part of the night . Now that he carefully thought about it, they were very similar to the aura that Long Qing and his fallen knights carried .
Ning Que felt even more so that what Long Qing had said that day was true . The fellow who had learned to consume others and had fallen in love with consuming others was the Son of Yama .
He was soothed by the thought, and the fear about rumors surrounding his birth and struggling against the Buddhism Sect lessened . He grew more anxious to reach the Lanke Temple .
However, they would still need to travel slowly no matter how anxious Ning Que was . This was especially so since Sangsang was weak and could not travel without stopping to rest . The speed of the horse carriage did not pick up .
The air in the south was more humid, and even though it was late in autumn, the trees by the sides of the road were still verdant . It was certainly more pleasing to the eye when compared to the bleakness of the north .
There would be the occasional autumn showers and the days grew colder . Sangsang's body grew colder as well, especially her limbs which felt as if they were made of ice when touched .
Strong alcohol could warm her up, but the effect lasted less and less . As such, Ning Que stuck the failed Fu paper he had left over from two years ago, which had some warming effects on Sangsang . He also made a brazier in the horse carriage . Fire Fu which were extremely precious to cultivators burned in the copper bowl day and night, never extinguis.h.i.+ng . They burned an unknown amount of Fu paper on their trip .
They used up the Fire Fus that Ning Que had written in the past and he began to write new ones . However, no matter how powerful Ning Que's Psyche Power was, it could not withstand his extravagant usage . His face grew paler and paler .
Sangsang did not stop him because she knew that it was meaningless and would not produce any results . If Ning Que were sick, she would do the same thing and Ning Que would not stop her either .
Everyday she would look out at the autumn scenery from the window, or at Ning Que's face next to the window . She kept a small, serene smile on her face . To her, all the scenery she saw was beautiful, even the autumn's wind and rain, and the yellow withering leaves . And as long as it was Ning Que's face she was looking at, she would find it good-looking as well, even if his face was haggard as if he had not slept in days .
Sangsang spent more and more time looking at the scenery and the smile on her face grew sweeter . However, she spoke less and less . Even though she did not speak much over the years, she was even quieter now .
She did not know if the elder at the Lanke Temple could heal her odd sickness, and she did not know if she had a future . She did not know what the future would hold for her if she even had one . This fear that had come from not knowing was the source of her silence .
Ning Que understood how she felt but did not say anything because he knew about Sangsang's personality .
Sangsang might seem warm, but she was stubborn and had never liked being consoled . That was because she and Ning Que had managed to survive through their utmost efforts . She knew that she could not be weak no matter the situation . The weaker they were, the easier it was for them to die . And if she was consoled and became touched, it would be the beginning of her weakening .
Ning Que did not console her but hugged her to his chest . They looked out at the crisp autumn scenery outside the window in a daze . This was pretty good as well, for they felt that they had traveled back to ten years ago .
Other than hugging Sangsang and staring out at the scenery in the daze, Ning Que only did one thing during the rest of the time, especially while Sangsang was sleeping . He repaired the Primordial Thirteen Arrows .
There were special tools made to fix the arrows in the box . His hands were stable and the talismans on the arrow shafts were carved by him, so the work of fixing the iron arrows was very successful .
Just as he was fixing the last iron arrow, they heard the sounds of people talking from outside the carriage .
Sangsang lifted the curtain and looked out front . There were several strange peaks on the hills in the south . The tops of the peaks were completely flat and looked like black roof tiles .
They have arrived at Wa Mountain .
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In the world of Haotian, the Buddhism Sect had remained silent for a millennium . They had shut their doors in cultivation . Occasionally, there would be someone who would enter the human realm but they were just va.s.sals of Haotian Taoism . They were well known for debates and meditation . With regards to Buddhist rituals and sacrifices to heaven, many high monks had always thought that the Buddhist wheel of life was just another way of expressing Haotian's will .
This argument led to the Buddhism Sect being surrept.i.tiously cla.s.sified under the Haotian Taoism system . It was so low-key that many predecessors had written in their notes that the Buddhism Sect was a school of thought and nothing else .
Perhaps due to these reasons, Buddhism was not widespread in the world . Other than the sadhus in the countryside, it was difficult to find a Buddhist temple in South Jin and other Kingdoms .