Chapter 845 - Hatred Of Two (Part 1) (1/2)
Chapter 845: Hatred of Two (Part 1)
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Sangsang looked at the moon in the night sky. When it was full, she felt as powerful as she had been in the past countless years; when it waned, she felt weak more than ever, or in other words, she could feel herself weakening in the Kingdom of G.o.d. That man once said that the moon was bright or dim, and it might wax and wane, just like the unexpected fortune of people. So what did that mean to her?
She felt like leaving the mortal world and return to her own kingdom as soon as she fell in the Snow-capped mountain, because she smelled danger. She would be in danger no matter if she was in the Kingdom of G.o.d or in the mortal world. However, the gate to the Kingdom of G.o.d had been destroyed, how could she go back?
Different people looked at the same moon on the Peach Mountain tonight, and their thoughts also wavered; some of them considered leaving, some wanted to stay, and some weren't sure if they would like to meet each other.
She stood at the gazebo behind the Divine Hall of Light for a long time. She left until the moon disappeared. To the east of the mountains, the sky was growing brighter, casting morning light upon her.
The morning clouds were radiant with splendor, then they were gone with the wind, leaving the red and warm sun there. She was showered with the sun light with her eyes squinting, looking peaceful and beautiful.
She was the rule and the Dominator of the world. She might have fallen into the mortal world, becoming a mortal, but all she needed to recover was the sunlight. The red sun, no matter if it was real or not, had the real light and heat which were the source of her power. As for the wine and dishes, she had them just for her mortal body, or she needed them mostly to weaken her own consciousness.
She was now very plump, or nearly fat. The black clothes with many embroidery flowers looked small on her. She had grown tall and white, looking quite different from how she used to be for the past 19 years, but her eyes didn't change at all. They were pure, long and thin like willow leaves.
Her eyes grew even thinner as she squinted, much like those willow leaves on the bank of Yanming Lake in Chang'an City. She wasn't closing her eyes, so she could still see things.
The red sun jumping out of the morning cloud, along with the threads of clouds and fog and the thin water fall on the cliff, were all in her bright eyes. She saw birds flying between the cliffs, cubs in the far away mountains, rocks revealed by the ebb tide, and sea water steamed by the heat of the sun.
All the pictures indicated that the rule of the world was running stably, and the rule was unshakable, so the world was stable, too. The Qi of Heaven and Earth, and all other materials were distributed in such a balance, and she was the rule; she then felt satisfied.
Her face was expressionless, but deep in her eyes there seemed to be emotion of an enchanted human. She was enchanted by the harmony between the world and herself.
She continued to stand on the gazebo behind the Divine Palace of Light, watching the scenery. The scenery seemed to be changing all along but it actually stayed the same. She never left until the night fell, and moonlight shone again.
The moon was different from how it looked last night, and she didn't like the change.
The moon waxed and waned. She was never worried about her own good or bad fortune, but now she smelled the aura of life and death. She hated it because it was the aura which only humans could feel.
The scenery behind the Divine Palace of Light became unstable because of her hatred. Her hatred was turning the whistling of wind in the woods into thunder in her ears. The waterfall falling into the fog sounded silent, but she felt someone was playing drums. The peace she enjoyed had been long gone. She had drunk up all the strong wine in those jars, and nothing would change even if she threw all those jars off the precipice.
“I'm going out for a walk.”
She looked at the bright moon on the night sky and said.
The two girls in white were so shocked, and they were speechless because the saintess had never stepped out of the Divine Hall of Light since they came to the Peach Mountain. n.o.body else in the West-Hill Palace had seen her face. They wondered why she was leaving, and where she was going.
An ordinary horse carriage stopped in front of the Temple of Light the next morning.
The Big Black Horse popped its head out of the palace, and looked at the two war horses from West-Hill. It had an endless kill intent in its eyes, and it was trying to scare off the two war horses to create an opportunity for itself.
She walked out from the depths inside of the Divine Hall, and took a glance at it.
The Big Black Horse hurriedly took a few steps back, and bent on the frozen ground of the hall. It was grinning, and looked happy, or even a little bit flattering.
She got on the carriage and closed her eyes to rest. One of the two girls in white served her in the carriage; the other one whipped the horse, driving the carriage away from the Divine Hall of Light and down to the foot of the Peach Mountain.
An ordinary carriage looked even more conspicuous in the solemn Divine Hall, but it was strange that no priests or deacons seemed to have noticed the carriage, and n.o.body had heard the whipping and clopping. The carriage drove down the mountain like a ghost.
The carriage didn't stop at the foot of the mountain. It continued driving forward, crossing more than a ten-mile mountain path, and arrived at a small town. Then it was pulled over by a shop opposite the Taoism Temple of the town.
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Ning Que woke up early. He warmed up by practicing the cutla.s.s techniques, and then he started to breathe while in meditation. The resourceful Qi of Heaven and Earth in the Peach Mountain taken inside and turned into his own Great Spirit. He was carrying out the whole process very carefully.