536 Who Could Foresee Destiny (2/2)
He just felt very thirsty and wanted to drink water.
feeling the liquid, he kept sucking.
All of sudden, he vaguely felt that the liquid he drank was not water, as the warm liquid contained lots of complicated tastes, some of which were good and some were bad.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have known where these tastes came, but the information automatically appeared in his sense of perception.
Some of those tastes belonged to Elder of Martial Art Sect and Master Zhang from Mountain DargonTiger, and among them there contained a very strong taste from a Taoist surnamed He. Besides, there was a freshest and most comfortable one which he knew coming from Heavenly Power Pill, as he remembered its taste in his deep memory.
Ning Que gradually woke up.
Those consciousness fragments of Master Lotus left in his sense of perception started to show the details of The Practice of Taotie.
Ning Que had naturally refused the aura released by Tao Tie, but his survival instinct that one should drink water when one was thirsty drove him to learn naturally.
A very cold, strong, and greedy aura gradually enveloped his body.
At the same time, Long Qing's body was also enveloped.
Struggling to pick himself up, Zi Mo wanted to walk to the black horse carriage, but when he felt the cold aura from it, he was too scared to step forward.
Under the tree on the cliff, he had once thought that the Priest that he saw was the legendary Tao Tie.
However, tonight in front of the shabby temple looking at Ning Que covered by cold and strong aura, he gradually became aware that the monster walking in the dark Underworld should be like that.
As Ning Que woke up completely, his eyes returned to normal.
Slowly moving his teeth from Long Qing's bloody neck and looking at pale and frightened Long Qing, he smiled bitterly. As he still had Long's blood in his mouth and on his teeth, the smile was even more terrible than the devil in Long Qing's eyes.
”Eating people ... needs no technical skills, thus it is not difficult to learn.”
Tightly holding Long Qing's shoulders, he recalled the desperation sprouting when he had been dying and the words that Long Qing would eat Sangsang, the bitterness in the smile turning into calmness. He said lightly, ”After you luckily learnt so much lost knowledge, have you ever thought that you will eventually give it all to me?”
It was the words that Long Qing previously said to him before he intended to swallow his cultivation state.
Now Ning Que returned the original words to him.
The wheel of fortune always came so steeply beyond everyone's imagination.
Who could know what his true fate was?
Long Qing had once thought that he knew, but now he found himself aware of nothing, his eyes filled with horror.
He felt that the aura from Ning Que vaguely restrained him, It was the first time that he felt that Ning Que was so terrible that he desperately wanted to escape despite the reason.
Letting out a bitter yell, Long Qing forced out his damaged natal peach blossom.
Then he did not hesitate to destroy the peach with the powerful Psyche Power of Halfman Taoist inside his body.
The black peach broke into the finest powder.
The impact brought by the terrible power directly catapulted both Ning Que and Long Qing apart.
Ning Que cracked the horse carriage wheel.
Long Qing was hurt more seriously, lying in blood on the ground.
The autumn rain continued.
The black peach had caused black rain.
And the blood became blood mist.
They all floated around the ruins of the shabby temple.
Reluctantly and venomously looking at Ning Que, Long Qing snarled in a quavering voice, ”Kill him!”
With that, he fainted.
The fallen knights were so loyal to Long Qing that they immediately climbed with their hands toward the black carriage on hearing those words even though they were seriously injured.
At this moment, Ning Que was digesting a large amount of aura that had been swallowed just now, unable to move.
No matter the partial cultivation of Halfman Taoist or the medicinal power of Heavenly Power Pill, they both took time to be digested.
Leaning against the broken wheel, he closed his eyes.
It seemed that those fallen knights really had a chance to do so.
However, at this moment, outside the quiet Red Lotus Temple there was a violent neigh!
The Big Black Horse, like a black lightning, rushed through the autumn rain and raised its forefoot, directly crushing the chest of the fallen knight who was nearest to Ning Que.
Zi Mo, pale-faced, had never thought that even an animal from the Academy was so terrible!
Bitterly making a choked cry, he suddenly lowered his chest and took the secret method of West-Hill Divine Palace to burn his life, regaining his full strength with the fastest speed.
With a violent yell, he hit the horse's head with his fist as quickly as the strong wind.
Neighing violently, the horse collided with him without any fear.
The collision produced a huge thud.
Bending its forefoot slightly, the horse wheezed painfully.
After all, it was not like the old yellow bull, it was unable to defeat a master from the peak of Seethrough State.
It was at this moment that Zi Mo noticed Ning's eyelids flicker. He could not help feeling cold, guessing that Ning was going to wake up. He shouted, ”Get on the horse and leave with our lord first!”
Opening his eyes, Ning Que saw a number of fallen knights riding toward the foot of the mountain.
However, the strongest fallen knight commander was standing in front of him.
Getting up from the ground, Ning Que asked, ”You want to stop me, don't you?”
Zi Mo said, ”Even though I can only live for another three months, I can stop you now.”
Ning Que said, ”You will fail to defeat me.”
Zi Mo said, ”I want to have a try.”
Ning Que looked at those fading figures in the rain without any emotion on his face. He just easily waved his hands back to break a hole in the carriage, reaching for the iron bow.
Zi Mo frowned slightly and said, ”You don't have any more arrows.”
Through the hole, Ning Que looked at Sangsang who was in a coma and the Big Black Horse who was injured.
He drew the iron bow.
As there were no arrows on the string, it was an empty pulling action.
The string buzzed, seeming to crack the cloud.
There appeared a very deep bloody line on Zi Mo's chest.
He confusedly looked down at his chest.
Ning Que again pulled the bow, and the string started to rise again.
Every time the string buzzed, he became less fractious.
Thus, he pulled the bow ten consecutive times.
Ten feet away from Ning Que, Zi Mo had ten bloody lines on him. Like sand mountains collapsing, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Ning Que placed the bow behind him.
He stood in the cold autumn rain, thinking thoughtfully.
From this moment, he had entered the Knowing Destiny State, and he was a real Taoist master.
However, this promotion was a little bit different from the previous two times.
He was only exhausted rather than joyful.
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