Before the age of sixteen, Ke Manzhou would always sit in the long corridor of the courtyard, hugging his sword and watching the rain pounding on the banana leaves, sometimes able to be lost in thought for a whole day.
His elder brothers and sisters then practiced their swords in the courtyard, and the old master walked through them, occasionally correcting their tendons and instructing them in the art of swordsmanship; the old master was very much in the mold of a high person, and while he walked with small steps, he always gave off a majestic aura.
Ke Manzhou just quietly watched them without saying a word, most people would forget about this teenager, the banana leaves dripping with rainwater in front of the court were more striking than him.
The sound of the rain was loud, the fallen lacquer pillars were plastered with paper talismans, and the disciples dispersed one after another when the brass bells were rung.
They walked past Ke asked Zhou and occasion
At the end of November, the mountains and rivers collapsed in the northwestern part of the earth, and the wind was cold.The turbid aura was still gushing out between the crevices of the earth's veins, colliding with the water of the fractured Luo River and creating wild waves.The picture of the Divine Painting Building had long since been chopped open, and Lu Shuangjian, Siwei, and Xiao Li were instantly incorporated into the Golden Crow and left together.For his part, Shirazo chewed on his chains himself and struggled to leap out of the mountainous landscape of the Broken Realm, stumbling to escape, his fur frying with anger.Ning long stood with Ye Chan Gong, and Harakune unfolded his mythic form, but that mythic form was corroded rapidly by the Sword Saint's power of darkness, and as a projection, there was nothing he could do to stop anything.Ning long held onto the scarred and ancient sword plate and said earnestly, "I'll do my best to help you
In the early autumn, the big clock in the imperial city struck three times. Meanwhile, it started to drizzle with coldness.Shortly before dusk, as one side of the gate of the imperial city opened silently, two rows of paper umbrellas and reddish lanterns slowly moved through the gate.The leading middle-aged man, wearing an official suit and an official hat, walked through the gate and then slightly stopped. With a solemn expression, he gazed at the road veiled by the mist and the rain amidst the walled-in compounds.“Mr. Ning, please go inside.”Mr. Ning was a Taoist priest named Ning Qinshui, who was more than 70 years old with gray hair, still wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist topknot decently.Behind the old Taoist priest were a young man and a young girl dressed in the Taoist suit.The young man was 15 or 16 years old while the girl was a bit younger, both of whom were slim and pretty. They both low
At midnight, the bright moon was high in the sky, the gate of Xiongzheng Palace was closed. The floor palace lanterns inside the palace were all lit, illuminating the interior furnishings brightly with the red candlelight.Ning Qinshui stood at the gate and frowned.The usher was still the Song Ce whom they met in the daytime. Song Ce explained, “This is General Wang Yangyu’s main hall. Since he perished abruptly three days ago, the hall has been locked. However, late every night, the candles in the hall will burn themselves. Meanwhile, an old voice will come from inside vaguely once in a while.”Ning Qinshui frowned and asked, “What voice?”Song Ce replied, “It was too vague to be clearly heard, but according to the palace maids, it was General Wang’s voice.”Ning Qinshui asked again, “Where is General Wang’s body?”Song Ce seemed to recall something. Subconsciously, he clenched his fists and sighed, “Bur
His eyes were crystal and extremely light.They looked like the mists at both ends of the fall and also the drifting sparks on a midwinter night.He looked sideways and frowned when he looked at the crazy walking corpse and the unconscious girl.Then he stretched out his finger and pointed at the fierce walking corpse with uncertainty.The candlelight gradually faded away, and the hall was silent.After a while, the young man stood up. Looking at the rotten flesh torn apart on the ground, he made his judgment, “So weak.”Then he looked at the dying girl and frowned. Memories just flashed through his mind. He only felt some pain in his head and seemed to be watching a difficult puzzle. Then he raised his index finger and pointed amidst her eyebrows.That finger was still a bit bloody and dirty, but it didn’t tremble at all....The autumn breeze approached; the moon ro
It was a quiet night. The light was slightly bright. Ning Changjiu stared at her blankly and his faint eyes appeared nearly transparent.He had a moment of confusion.Very quickly, he restored himself to peace, just like the twinkling flame between the sleeves of the blue shirt, which appeared and vanished in an instant.“Have a good rest and don’t think too much,” he said. “I am your fellow disciple, always and forever.”Ning Xiaoling looked at him in fear.Ning Changjiu looked at her face. The girl moved backward subconsciously and touched the wall. Instantly, she shivered.In a chaotic mind, Ning Changjiu turned around and left. The light went out then. Ning Xiaoling curled up in the corner and looked at the dark ahead of her in horror. She seemed to have run out of her courage. She slumped on the bed, holding her face in her hands. Tears overflowed between her pale and dry fingers.Bang.
The Jiuling Tower was as tall as a hill, with thousands of stone steps winding upwards. At the top of it, a copper statue of a colossal bird flying could be vaguely seen.That was the place where the imperial family of the state of Zhao held the memorial ceremony as well as the shrine for the annual great sacrifice to heaven.The bottom of the Jiuling Tower was surrounded by eight huge copper furnaces, one of which had already got flames in it. The turbulent flames were spurting heat waves with sparks scattered around.Even if Ning Qinshui’s corpse was covered with a sheet of white cloth, the rotten flesh and decayed bones could still be seen.Song Ce glanced at the young man and the young girl behind him. The young girl frowned, which indicated that she must feel extremely painful; the young man who dared to talk wildly just now must drop the absurd thought when he saw the scene.However, after carefully observing Nin
“Her Highness?”After a short silence, a hubbub of voices arose.“When did she come back?”“How can I know it? Not a clue at all!”“Can’t believe...she is still alive.”Song Ce heaved a sigh with his hands in his sleeves constantly trembling. His fear and anxiety couldn’t be concealed anymore.Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while and then suddenly said, “Could it be her?”Ning Changjiu asked, “Who?”Ning Xiaoling immediately explained, “According to the legend, in the imperial palace, when it comes to ‘Highness’, everyone will not think of the crown prince, a prince or princess but...the foster daughter of a goddess.”Ning Changjiu became even more puzzled. “A foster daughter?”Ning Xiaoling nodded. “Legend has it that more than ten years ago, on the way back from the war, the late emperor met a fairy-like woman on the tower. He took this woman back to t
“Your master is quite famous in the state of Zhao. I thought that his intervention this time could put an end to the matter, but it turned out to end like this.”Zhao Shisong led the way ahead and said with pity.“But you don’t have to be afraid. Maybe it is because my mansion is too cold and my wife is too weak that she has got sick. Her situation may not be that critical.”Ning Changjiu nodded and said, “Master was devoted to Taoism all his life and eventually died for it. In a sense, he ended his life well.”Zhao Shisong never expected this young man to be so philosophical. He laughed and commended, “If things go well in the future, I think you can outdo your master.”Ning Changjiu said, “Thank you.”Ning Xiaoling walked silently with her head lowered.Zhao Shisong took a look at her and only thought that this little girl was pretty and lovely, except for some coldness between her eyebrows.