The King of Linghai looked at the old man who was once like a teacher and a father and said, "The Empress has changed her fate for Chen Changsheng, why do you still choose this way?"

"This matter has nothing to do with Chen Changsheng, nor has it to do with senior brothers. Choice can only be your own choice."

The Pope looked at the green leaves in the basin and said with a sad meaning: "I always don't know how to choose in my life, and I float around like grass like a grass, hundreds of years ago, and twenty years ago. What my senior brother said is right, I am really useless, and I can always act according to my heart until the last moment. However, it was often too late at that time, so my senior brother broke up with the Empress, so Zhu Luo and the Stargazer died. If you count carefully, this should be considered my sin."

Although in the past two years, because of the freshman of the National Education Academy, His Majesty the Pope no longer supports the new powers of the National Education Church, and whether the King of Linghai or the Taoist Siyuan have deep resentment towards His Majesty, they have no malicious speculation about His Majesty, because they are very clear that the National Education Church has been around for thousands of years, His Majesty the Pope is a real, pure cultivator.

Hearing these words, the King of Linghai and Taoist Siyuan raised their heads and saw His Majesty standing in the holy light, which made people unable to look directly at.

Taoist Siyuan said in pain: "You don't have to force yourself to make a choice."

The Pope said, "My choice should benefit all living beings."

After saying this, he walked out of the main hall of Guangming.

Thousands of priests knelt down like a tide outside the temple.

The Pope looked towards the direction of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum and said, "Why not go back together?"

The Tianhai Saint Queen’s reply to this proposal was very clear, her voice was very cold, full of ridicule, or was disappointed?

"Give the position to these idiots? You're so confused, then go and die."

The Pope smiled slightly, knowing that she was in a bad mood at this time, and then shook her head.

The pot of green leaves was no longer in his hands, but floating in the night behind him.

As the night wind blows, the green leaves swing slowly, as if they are shaking their heads.

As Qingye swung, many people appeared in the Qingxian Hall, which was still a distance from the main hall of Guangming. Those people were powerful people who had been retreating from the state religion and had a quiet and enlightened priest who had been accustomed to life in the Qingye world. At this time, they were suddenly called out, with a little confused expression and didn't know what had happened.

After a moment, they knew the current situation, and the expression on their faces suddenly became solemn, they met with the priests everywhere in the palace, and then left along the Shinto and dispersed to Kyoto.

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The palace finally moved, and the situation in Kyoto was settled.

Prince Liang left Lingyan Pavilion, and for some reason, the second master of the Tang family did not kill him.

The Yulin Army began to have civil strife, and there were fighting sounds everywhere in the palace. It was not until King Chenliu took the so-called order of the late emperor and rode alone to the palace that the situation was slightly controlled.

Immediately afterwards, several princes followed, and the eighteen cardinals brought three hundred priests into the imperial city, and the palace finally returned to silence.

The situation in the court is more complicated. The rebel side encountered great resistance. If it were not for the Minister of Rites who insisted on walking with him, perhaps the Qingteng Academy masters led by Zhuang Zhihuan, the president of the Tiandaoyuan, would have killed more people tonight.

The commotion in Kyoto gradually subsided.

The forces of the rebel side gradually controlled the situation, but the real victory and defeat were far from being decided, because the Tianshu Tomb was still there.

There are no troops around Tianshuling, nor are there any powerful Taoist cultivators from various prefectures and counties, because the level of combat here is too high.

Some people came to the Heavenly Book Mausoleum one after another, and even the most inconspicuous ones were all big shots.

Mao Qiuyu came, and with him, there was a tall and thin old man in Taoist robe and a little girl.

In the night surrounding the Tianshu Tomb, the opposite bank of the dry river, the hidden strong men from various aristocratic families and sects gradually emerged.

The second master of the Tang family did not appear. He quietly left Lingyan Pavilion and never appeared in front of anyone else. This is the style of the Tang family in Wenshui. After the matter is gone, it will only appear again when it is time to get paid. Not many people will know that the Tang family has played the most important role in the Kyoto Incident tonight.

When many people came to Tianshu Tomb, the head of the Qiushan family left. On the official road leading to Tiannan, facing the question of the offering, he thought for a while and said, "There are too many people."

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Chen Changsheng looked at the scenes under the Heavenly Book Mausoleum and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

In fact, he himself didn't know what he was thinking or what he should think.

The tall and thin Taoist who stood side by side with Mao Qiuyu should be the Archbishop Taoist Ling Baishi. Who is that little girl?

The little girl was very delicate. How could she be qualified to stand with these two great figures in the state religion?

"Mujiushi, when did you come back from Daxizhou?"

The Queen of Tianhai looked at the little girl and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Listening to this name, Chen Changsheng was still a little awake even though he was in a daze.

It turns out that this little girl who looks beautiful is actually Mujiu Shi, one of the six giants of the National Church?

He never thought that this most mysterious master of the national religion was so young, and after listening to the words of the Saint Queen of Tianhai, would it have anything to do with Daxizhou?

Mu Jiushi looked at the top of Tianshuling Peak, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Empress, I'm just here to be a witness. Don't be angry with me."

The Saint Queen of Tianhai mocked her and said slightly: "If I weren't afraid of being too ugly, even the demons would send someone tonight."

No one answered her, whether it was His Majesty the Pope who was traveling in the night or the Jidaoist who had just entered Luoyang City.

Because, as she said, it was a shame.

The Queen of Tianhai was very clear that such embarrassing things have happened many times on this continent, and similar scenes have also appeared before.

But she was very sure that she would not have such a boring ending like that man.

"The strongest person under the starry sky is still under the starry sky. I am the one who wants to break through the starry sky."

Chen Changsheng heard her voice, but he didn't understand very well, and he was too lazy to think about it.

He is still alive now, as if he has succeeded in rebelling against the will of heaven and changing his fate. He can live like this in the future. This is a very happy thing, but for some reason, he did not have any joy in his heart and lost interest in anything. Even the magnificent battle in front of him will definitely be recorded in history, without any interest, and he doesn't think about anything.

But when he looked at the black smoke and open flames that were occasionally rising in the streets and alleys of Kyoto, he was still a little worried.

I don’t know what the situation of the National Education College is now, and what the friends who really care about him are doing now.

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The Yulin Army and the National Cavalry have both withdrawn, and I don’t know where to fight in Kyoto now.

There is a quiet place in front of the National Education College. There are withered leaves in Baihua Lane, but no one can be seen.

Tang Sanshiliu never came back after leaving. Cheshui knew very well that it must not be because of his own reasons.

So, Zhexiu also left the National Education College and sneaked into the night.

The teachers and students of the National Education College were not sleeping. They stood in front of the library, looking very anxious. Some students said that they should go out to find the dean and the others.

"Don't worry about what's going on outside, no one is allowed to leave."

Su Moyu said in a deep voice: "Who dares to step out of the hospital tonight and get rid of the list on the spot!"

Listening to these words, the students who were a little restless gradually calmed down.

Su Moyu ordered several teachers to do their best to comfort them afterwards. He walked to the gate of the courtyard and said to Ye Xiaolian: "Thank you for your hard work tonight, junior sisters."

Nanxizhai's sword formation is enough to make any force that tries to take advantage of the chaos and is afraid of the National Education College.

After Su Moyu finished setting up these things, he walked to the courtyard gate, looked at the streets and alleys in the night, and listened to the sound of fighting from afar, and felt very heavy.

Chen Changsheng, Tang Sanshiliu, Zhexiu and Xuanyuan Po have all left, and now he is the only one left in the National Education College.

He must ensure the safety of the National Education College, which is the only thing he can do.

Ye Xiaolian walked to his side and looked into the night, her beautiful little face was full of worries.

The disciples of Nanxizhai were ordered by the Saint to guard the National Education College, but the Saint never came back after going to the palace. Tonight, Kyoto is in chaos. How can the Saint be safe?

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The Qingzhu car left the capital, and it was not long before it had already traveled for more than a thousand miles.

I don’t know if I feel a little tired or too boring, but the black sheep stopped by the Tangwang River.

The stars fell in the clear Tangwang River, and were blown into countless silver leaves by the night breeze, shining into the car window, and many beautiful silver patterns were painted on the wall of the cabin.

These starlights fell on the two extremely beautiful faces of Xu Yourong and Mo Yu, but they looked a little dull, just like their mood at this moment.

The wooden hairpin was inserted into Xu Yourong's hair, and she could not move and could only speak.

She looked at Mo Yu and said in a low voice: "Have you guessed something?"

The palace skirt on Mo Yu's body trembled slightly because her body was trembling.

She looked at Xu Yourong and seemed particularly weak and helpless. She was not like Miss Mo who was decisive in the court on weekdays, but like a girl who was suddenly abandoned.

"What do you... want to say?"

Both of them are the smartest women in the world. As they get farther away from Kyoto, their hearts calmer and more speculations. At this time, they get some confirmation from each other's expression, so they become more and more shocked.

Whether it is the wooden hairpin between Xu Yourong's hair, or the black sheep staring at Kyoto by the Tang Wang River at this time, and they themselves, it is proof.

If the Holy Queen Mother had full confidence in the situation in Kyoto tonight, why would she let them leave?

Xu Yourong's face was a little pale and she said, "Let's go back."

Mo Yu was silent for a long time, but in the end he did not obey her opinions and said, "This is the will of the Empress, let's continue to go."
Chapter completed!