982 Ning Que And Sangsang Return And The Chessboard Goes Back (2/2)
The lakeside was silent, and the pear tree shook slightly in the wind, dripping dozens of droplets.
The Eldest Brother stared at her quietly and then reached out to hold the wooden stick by his waist. The Fourth Brother Fan Yue walked to the smithing room, for the River and Mountain Sandbox was there. The Fifth Brother Song Qian and the Eighth Brother reached out to grab the black and white chess pieces, and their fingers were trembling. The Sixth Brother clenched the hammer and his muscles tightened like rocks. An embroidery needle appeared between the fingers of Mu You, and the Cloud Gate Array at the mountain road moved slightly. Bei Gong sat down with his legs crossed and crossed the Chinese zither in front of his chest. Standing behind Bei Gong, Ximen put the bamboo flute between his lips.
In a flash, the crowd was ready for combat and they all pulled out their strongest weapons, for Sangsang was Haotian, the most powerful enemy that the Academy couldn't run away from.
Wang Chi was very distressed. He was good at debating, taking care of flowers and plants, and using poison, but he couldn't use any of his specialities to fight against Haotian. Haotian would never reason with him, and it was highly doubtful that Haotian could be poisoned to death by him.
He looked around and finally fell his eyes on the hair of Sangsang. Seeing the little white flower, he asked in a trembling voice, ”The flower is pretty. Where did you get it?”
”It's alright. She is still my wife,” Ning Que said eagerly to ease the tense situation. But Sangsang ignored him, which made it hard for the crowd to believe that it was indeed alright. Ning Que felt a little embarrassed.
It was quiet under the pear tree, except for the light sound of the mountain wind passing through the holes of the bamboo flute and the strings of the Chinese zither.
After quite a while, Sangsang finally stopped looking at the pear tree and turned to look at the crowd. She said without any emotions, ”I will not kill you today because of Ning Que.”
Hearing this, Ning Que was finally relieved. Sangsang had regained her Power of Heaven since the poisons of attachment, aversion, and obsession inside her body were gone now. Even though the Academy was very powerful in the human world, it was not a match for Sangsang.
”See, like I said, it is alright.” He patted his chest and said proudly, ”I have the honor.”
Bei Gong felt very embarrassed and said, ”You have lost the Academy's face.”
Ning Que explained earnestly, ”One has to be alive first to care for saving face.”
Sangsang reached out and then the chessboard came to her hand. She looked at the people around and said, ”I want this.”
Although she did not use the interrogative sentence, she was actually asking. The crowd was surprised and then nodded their heads. The Academy indeed liked to be rebellious, but they were not stupid enough to argue with Haotian.
Bei Gong was very brave this time. He held back the stress and plucked the strings with trembling fingers, making a light sound. Then he opened his mouth. ”I think… the chessboard is community property, so at least half of it belongs to my younger brother. Shouldn't you consult him before making any decision?”
Ning Que was speechless. He knew why Sangsang wanted the chessboard. An ordinary person would be angry and depressed if they were trapped in the chessboard by Buddha for a millennium and almost lost their true nature, let alone the proud Haotian.
Sangsang would never just forget the whole matter. She was not able to destroy the world inside the chessboard or kill Buddha whose whereabouts still remained a mystery at this point. She must do something to attain peace.
But the chessboard was not a normal item. Sangsang couldn't destroy it within a short amount of time even though she was Haotian. How would she deal with the chessboard? How would she vent her anger?
Sangsang pick up the chessboard and swung her arm. The flowers on her sleeve blossomed and then a breeze sprang up. The array intent on the sky above the cliff yard of the Back Hill was torn and a crack appeared. The chessboard flew through the crack. Then it became a little black spot and turned into a steamer, falling to the distant west.
Deep in the West Wilderness, the war in the underground world of the Giant Sinkhole was still going on. Tens of thousands of insurrectionary serfs were bravely fighting and blood and countless Lights of Buddha were splashing.
Suddenly, a fierce whistle rang high in the sky. The serfs with the simple weapons and the soldier monks with the iron sticks looked up at the sky with astonished expressions, and silence swept across the battlefield.
A straight line appeared in the sky, coming from far east, tearing the clouds and the air and flying to the Grand Hall of the Xuankong Temple at the Prajna Peak.
With a loud bang, the Grand Hall which had collapsed after being struck by the spring thunder a few days ago disappeared in a flash and became a dust cloud composed of innumerable particles!
The Prajna Peak began to tremble, countless yellow temples collapsed, countless status of Buddha shattered, and innumerable monks vomited blood and died. The horrible vibration passed to the field, and the war horses whinnied with terror and kneeled down.
The Grand Hall was totally broken. There was only the flat cliff yard left on the summit and the dark hole that appeared between the cliffs. The rocks turned into quicksand due to the high temperature, and dust and sparks kept ejecting from the dark hole and were about to hit the clouds.
Disaster fell upon Xuankong Temple because Sangsang threw the chessboard back from the Back Hill of the Academy. She used Buddha's chessboard to make a deep hole on Buddha's remains.
The chessboard passed through the entire mountain and headed to the bottom of the field. After penetrating the hard rock layer and the hot river, it did not stop but kept flying to the horrible magma layer.
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