Nomenclature of Night

Countdown: 44:00:00.

Taboo No. 002.

One is more than a thousand meters away from the green mountain cliff, on the other top of the mountain.

"I really miss it," Li Shutong said with emotion in the dark night: "Think about the last time I climbed the green mountain cliff more than 30 years ago. At that time, my brother and I were holding a breath and wanted to see who stayed. The word is higher."

It is the tradition of knights to climb the cliffs of Qingshan and engrave your name there when you are exhausted and rest for the first time.

As a result, the characters left by Brother Li at 212 meters, Li Shutong was at 367 meters.

After returning, he showed off to his senior, but he was beaten violently by senior brother Chen Jiazhang, who had already opened the second level of genetic lock at the time.

At that time, he was not a demigod in the world, nor was he a contemporary knight leader that everyone awed. He was just a young boy who had just learned how to shave his beard.

At that time, he still had the indomitable momentum and the courage to settle down without regrets.

This time, Li Shutong did not tell Qing Chen about the knight's tradition, just to see where the student would engrave his name.

What surprised him was that Qing Chen's name was not high, only more than a hundred meters away.

But Li Shutong always feels that engraving the name like this is more meaningful.

"The students I have received are not bad," Li Shutong flaunted to the side: "There is no fear in the face of crossbow arrows, and the act of lettering expresses silent contempt. If time can go back, I want to follow him. Just think about it. Stimulus."

Beside him, quietly stood a green mountain falcon more than three meters high.

The feathers on the Aoyama Falcon are as big as a knife, and the firm claws are clasped on the rock. With a little force, even the rock will shatter like tofu.

Only at this time, Qing Shan Falcon glanced at Li Shutong obliquely, his eyes were full of humanity, and he seemed to look down upon the other person's boasting: that is your student, not you.

Li Shu was happy: "Why are you still not convinced? This is my vision of looking for students! Don't think that I have been confiscating students. In fact, I am responsible to the Cavaliers organization based on the principle of Ningquewulan!"

Aoyama Falcon rolled his eyes: It's not time for Lao Tzu to chase you all over the mountain.

"The hero doesn't mention the bravery back then," Li Shutong said: "Now let's try a fight? Give you baldness!"

Aoyama Falcon shifted his figure to cover the sky and the sun: Lao Tzu is not as knowledgeable as you.

Li Shutong happily turned his gaze back to Qing Chen, and saw the young man climbing upward like a gecko, becoming more skilled and determined.

From the beginning of the Knights Organization, the most important thing for recruiting new members is not ability, but character.

As for Qing Chen's temperament, Li Shutong felt that he could rank in the top three.

"Teacher, look, I really found a very good successor for our Cavaliers," Li Shutong said with emotion.

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the mountain road behind him, ready to descend.

Aoyama Falcon tweeted twice: Don't you watch it? This is only halfway through.

Uncle Li waved his hands and smiled without turning his head: "The knight has an old saying, I will only accompany him for a journey of thousands of miles, and I won't bother about it anymore."

…

A gust of mountain breeze came, scraping Qing Chen's clothes and hunting.

The boy's fingers were firmly and forcefully grasped in the crevices. He turned his head and glanced at the scenery behind him, and all the taboos were in his eyes.

The sky has turned from dark to gray, and the huge tree in the distance stands tall, and the crown of the tree that stretches for several kilometers is particularly magnificent, as if someone is quietly telling the opening poem of the myth.

Qing Chen continued to climb up, and the magical ginkgo in the forbidden place kept repairing his body.

267 meters, Jiang Feifei stayed.

312 meters, Li Linghong stayed.

321 meters, Yang Dawaliu.

367 meters, Li Shutong stayed.

Qing Chen pursued the white ancestors' footprints on the cliff.

Every ancestor, with a unique greeting, accompanied him to climb here.

It's just that the more you go up, the fewer the names.

When he climbed here, Qing Chen had already felt that the warm current brought by ginkgo was gradually fading.

He felt that his physical strength was rapidly consuming, and his exhaustion constantly invaded his will.

But the next moment.

411 meters, Qin Sheng stayed.

Qing Chen remembered that this was the knight leader of a certain generation who pioneered breathing technique.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

The places where the predecessors of these knights left words were on the climbing route, when they were about to face the most dangerous mountain.

When the seniors come here, they will stop and rest, and then engrave their names.

When all the latecomers feel that they are exhausted, the name engraved by the predecessor is like an encouragement.

Qing Chen pursed his mouth and continued to crawl.

489 meters, Yang Xiaojin stayed.

Qing Chen glanced at the memorable small print, gritted his teeth and set off again.

A trembling whine came from his muscles, and a fierce struggle echoed in his will.

He had almost crushed his teeth, but the pace of climbing still never stopped.

Just when he thought there would be no more names going up.

599 meters, Ren Xiaosu stayed.

…

Qing Chen suddenly raised his head and looked upward, where the cliff was already at the end.

But the next moment Qing Chen was stunned, because at the end of the cliff was a piece protruding from the edge of the cliff.

There is nowhere to borrow.

This is not a vertical cliff, or the 599 meters ahead is indeed vertical, but it is different here.

Before that, Li Shutong had never mentioned this matter.

If you want to climb to the top, you must jump on this mountain.

There is no road here, and there is no white "footprint" in front of me.

The warm current of ginkgo finally dissipated.

The ancestors walked 599 meters with him, but the last meter was Qing Chen's own way.

The countdown is 42:20:00.

At 5:40 in the morning.

There was golden light spreading from the clouds behind him, and the clouds were flowing quickly like a sea.

Qing Chen grasped the crevice on the top of the mountain, and because of hesitation for too long, his fingers began to tremble slightly.

He recalled the moment when his arm counted down for the first time.

Recalling the loneliness in the small black house, recalling Laojun's strenuous throw holding a stone on the mountain.

At this time, Qing Chen saw a line of small characters next to the name Ren Xiaosu: Life should be like a candle, lit from beginning to end, always bright.

The teenager closed his eyes.

Yes, even if there is one last second in life, it must always be bright!

Qing Chen opened his eyes and jumped up suddenly with force.

Past life.

Future life.

Intertwined!

Sonata!

This is the path of life he chose himself.

The longest way among all shortcuts in the world.

Since you chose it yourself, don't look back!

For the rest of your life?

It's the way forward!

It was like the young man had learned to fly in the air for the first time.

But seeing him struggling to stretch his body above the sky, the next moment, the young man's powerful palm grabbed the edge of the cliff!

Qing Chen smiled, cheerfully.

He heard a creak in his body, his bones began to crackle, the physical strength that he had lost kept returning, and the strength that he had never had before was galloping like a sea!

Young people feel completely different powers, completely different worlds, and completely different lives!

He hung one hand on the edge of the cliff and looked back, the morning sun just rising behind him!

The magnificent giant tree welcomes the red light, as if it is also ushering in a new life!

Qing Chen watched all this silently. When he was in the woods of the Forbidden Land, he could only see the canopy covering the sky.

But from here, the dense and neat canopy looks like a magnificent plain.

Qing Chen looked down at Cao Wei who was still waiting.

The two sides were more than six hundred meters apart, and the figure of Cao Wei standing suddenly seemed a little small. The young man calmly cut his throat, then turned over and jumped onto the cliff.

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