Volume 6 Suddenly Chapter 34 God is dead, what about Haotian?
The situation during the war was extremely tense. On the border of the Tang State, in the capital of the Song State, and at the bottom of the dark sinkhole, there were confrontations everywhere. The war was about to break out. In some places, it had already happened, and in some places it had never stopped at all.
The people of the world place their last hope on the envoys sent by the Tang State, hoping that they can reach an agreement with the Xiling Temple.
Those two envoys were just ordinary people who didn't know how to practice, and they couldn't possibly be powerful people in the realm of knowing destiny. But at this moment, they were the most important people in the world.
There are two types of people who love peace. One type is those who are afraid of war, and the other type is just worried about not winning, so they temporarily love peace. You Xian and Chen Qi are naturally such people. They don't know that they are already separated.
They bear the heavy burden of the world, but their thoughts are actually the same as those of the world. They also want to reach a peace treaty with the Xiling Temple.
However, the problem is that there is no way for them to meet the two people they want to see and must see. What makes them feel even more chilled is that if those two people want to meet each other, even if they are in the Xiling Temple now, they will not be able to see each other.
We will definitely be able to meet each other, but now that we can't meet each other, it seems to represent some kind of bad sign. Doesn't anyone want to know what Ning Que is going to say?
Not getting what they want is the source of all anxiety. You Xian and Chen Qi were very anxious. They thought silently in the Tianman Courtyard, but they could never think of a way to complete the task.
The person who came to Tianman Temple to meet them today was an ordinary priest wearing a brown robe. Judging from the color and pomp of his clothes, this priest's status in Taoshan was obviously very low - in fact, these days, the attitude of the temple has become more and more serious.
After You Xian and Chen Qi refused to talk to Zhao Nanhai, the level of the priests they talked to became lower and lower.
"I am a little person, so naturally I am not the person that the two envoys want to see." The brown-clothed priest looked at the two of them and said, "Then who do you really want to see?"
Judging from this question, the patience of the Xiling Temple is getting less and less, or the curiosity is getting less and less, and they actually want to tear off the window paper.
At this point, there is no point in covering up. It is better to really try, although it may be in vain - Youxian thought for a while, looked at the brown-clothed priest, and said with a very serious expression: "We really want to see Ye Hong
fish."
The priest in brown clothes was not surprised and said with a smile: "Why?"
They had nearly been assassinated in Qinghe County. Youxian and Chen Qi had already guessed what the other had guessed, so naturally they would not be surprised by the other's lack of surprise at this time.
"The Taoist sect has no faith, we... To be precise, Mr. Thirteen only believes in the Judgment God's Throne."
"Okay, that's a more reasonable explanation."
The priest in brown clothes said calmly: "I will report your ideas to you. As for whether I will make arrangements, that is not my responsibility."
After saying this, the people from the temple withdrew from Tianyuan. Just like these words, You Xian and Chen Qi were irresponsibly forgotten again until dusk.
Standing on the stone steps in front of Tianman Temple, looking at the withered peach blossoms in the mountain col above, and imagining the three large formations hidden in the mountain paths and peach bushes, Chen Qi said: "Even if the temple can resist my army, the big
Everyone outside the formation will also be killed by Mr. Big."
Youxian said: "So the temple's reaction makes you a little confused?"
"No, what I don't understand is the attitude of the academy." Chen Qi shook his head and said, "Why is Ning Que so anxious to negotiate with the Taoist sect? What is he afraid of?"
The sunset was getting darker, the twilight was like blood, the two of them were silent, and their hearts were a little heavy. At this moment, they finally waited for the reply from the temple, which was a congratulation.
Tomorrow morning, the headmaster will personally summon them. The temple has arranged a very grand ceremony for this negotiation, and the Judgment God's Throne, which they really want to see, will also be present at that time.
After attending the dinner, Youxian and Chen Qi returned to the room and looked at each other speechlessly, just like they did when they looked at the peach blossoms in the dusk, because their hearts were still heavy.
Tomorrow there will be masters and thousands of priests and deacons in the temple. How can they talk to Ye Hongyu privately in front of so many people?
"Or, it doesn't have to be a private conversation." Chen Qi said suddenly.
Youxian was a little confused and asked: "What do you mean?"
Chen Qi was silent for a moment, and then said: "We are only responsible for telling her what Ning Que said, no matter what the occasion, as long as she hears it."
After hearing this, Youxian was silent for a longer period of time, his face became a little pale, and he murmured to himself: "It's as if we haven't seen each other when we see each other."
Meeting in front of tens of millions of people and saying those words is seeking death.
He raised his head, looked at Chen Qi and sighed, "You are so cruel."
Ning Que chose the two of them to come to the temple to spread the message, based on Chen Qi's plan and You Xian's unscrupulous behavior. At this time, it seems that Chen Qi may be better at ruthless means.
As Youxian said, he is extremely cruel to others and himself.
Chen Qi said: "If tens of millions of people hear that passage, the effect may be even better."
Youxian's emotions are a bit complicated. Seeing himself running wildly on the road of seeking death and survival, who can feel better? But when he left Chang'an City, he had already become aware of this, so although his face was pale, he was still calm.
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"Since you are going to die after saying those words, maybe we should try to see if we can see that person first."
You Xian walked to the window, looked at the cliffs carved out like knives and axes on the side of Taoshan Mountain, and looked at the few inconspicuous small stone houses shrouded in the night.
Chen Qi walked to him, frowned and said, "It's difficult to walk there."
Youxian glanced at him and said resentfully: "Is it harder than death?"
There was no talking all night, each was silent and depressed, saying goodbye to the past, so when they woke up in the morning, both of them were not in good spirits, especially Youxian, who had two deep dark circles under his eyes, looking quite happy and revealing.
There is a smell of dejection.
"It's joy and mourning." Youxian comforted himself.
Under the guidance of the deacon of the temple, the two left Tianman Yuan and walked along the stone steps towards Peach Mountain. Peach blossoms fell on the green hillside and accumulated the snow that had fallen a few days ago. They looked very clean and beautiful. The blue stone steps were covered with peach blossoms.
Wet with dew, the color appears a little darker, which is more eye-catching in the fragrant snow.
Not long after walking, the white zither on the top of the peak hit their eyes, and the morning light fell on it. The holy light spread from there! The holy breath spread.
You Xian and Chen Qi looked at each other, suddenly turned around and ran towards somewhere on the cliff!
The soles of their boots were stepping on the hard stone steps, and their breathing was as rapid as the mountain wind. They paid no attention to the panicked shouts of the temple deacons, and completely ignored the temple cavalry chasing after them. They swung their arms, opened their mouths, and fought hard toward the depths of the cliff.
running.
It was really a wild run all the way, a life-burning run. The two people who were ready to die burst out at an unprecedented speed in this early morning, like two rabbits running away, walking through the grass, swishing.
Even his figure became blurry.
The reaction of the temple was a little slow. It wasn't until they reached the middle of the cliff that the deacons and cavalry caught up with them. But for some reason, they didn't dare to take another step forward.
Zhao Nanhai floated over from the top of Taoshan Mountain and looked at the two figures on the cliff. There was no expression on his face, but his mood was a little strange.
If the person in the stone house at the end of the cliff didn't want to see him, then these two Tang people shouldn't burn their lives. Even if they really burned, they wouldn't be able to get here.
Why does he want to meet?
When they ran to the stone houses at the end of the cliff, You Xian and Chen Qi were panting. They held their waists and could hardly stand up. They felt as if their lungs were about to explode.
Either because of fear or for other reasons, the temple did not send anyone to chase him here. This was actually the result of their calculations in advance, so it was not surprising.
The man in the stone house was indeed willing to see him, because even he wanted to know what Ning Que had to say. You Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought with some pride.
With a soft sound, the door of the stone house was pushed open, and a middle-aged Taoist priest walked out.
The middle-aged Taoist is wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, and his description is very ordinary. No matter the description or the aura, there is nothing outstanding - no matter from any aspect, this Taoist should not and cannot be an ordinary person, but he
After being ordinary all my life, this is very extraordinary.
Youxian knew that this was not the person he was looking for, but his expression was still extremely submissive, and his hands that were arranging his clothes even trembled slightly.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at his deliberate behavior and said with a gentle smile: "If you have to come over to meet me, what do you want to say or what do you want to do?"
What does Yuxian want to do?
He knelt down to the middle-aged Taoist, and even to the man in the stone house, without hesitation, and said humbly: "Youxian wants to kneel down and ask the Heavenly Master to listen to a story."
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him quietly, as if he did not expect that he knelt so naturally, so decisively, so unlike a Tang Dynasty man, and that he did not give himself a chance to stop him.
Youxian looked calm and knelt down as a matter of course. Ning Que chose the two of them to negotiate with the Taoist sect because of Chen Qi's strategy and courage. As for him, he chose the bottom line.
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and asked: "What story?"
Since Youxian and Chen Qi were able to come to the stone house, it meant that they had permission. The people in the stone house wanted to hear it, whether it was a story or a fable.
Youxian said respectfully: "That story takes place in a world very similar to ours. In that world, there is a religion very similar to Taoism. The god of that religion is called God, omniscient and omnipotent...
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The morning light gradually moved on, and time moved with it. Youxian's mouth became drier and drier, his voice became hoarse, and he finally told the long story briefly.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him quietly, then looked back at the stone house, and finally looked at the sky and flowing clouds outside the cliff, and said: "It is indeed a long story."
The past and present of Christianity and the rise of Protestantism. No matter how concise the retelling of history is, it is bound to be long. Two thousand years of history are condensed into one story. Looking back at the end of the story, those bloody religious wars were indeed somewhat
ridiculous.
Youxian lowered his head respectfully.
The middle-aged Taoist thought about the story's ups and downs, the cooperation and disputes between the royal family and the believers, and the distribution of interests, and he felt that the story was more and more exciting.
"I heard that Mr. Thirteen told Haotian many stories back then. I don't know if he has told this story before, but at least it proves that he is a very good storyteller."
The middle-aged Taoist said, naturally he knew that this was a story told by Ning Que. Then he stepped aside, and the door of the stone house appeared directly in front of You Xian and Chen Qi.
This story was just the beginning of the conversation. Ning Que used such a grand story as an introduction, and even he began to wonder what he wanted to say in the end.
Looking at the closed door of the stone house, Youxian's face became paler and paler, and Chen Qi also became short of breath. The person in the room had a very different status and status for the Haotian believers in the world.
It means that even they can't bear it.
The middle-aged Taoist said: "Whatever you want to say, just start talking."
Youxian's expression became more humble, and his forehead seemed to be pressed into the ground of Yaping. However, the words he said in a trembling voice were so rebellious.
"If God dies, Haotian will die too."
"So, please, the viewer, please think more about things in the human world."
(The story of the religious reform, whether it is told by Ning Que or written by Ye Su, if you want to write it in detail, it will definitely take tens of thousands of words, so you can only keep it simple. Everyone can self-hypnotize and have seen the story.
, If you really want to read it, then reading some related books is enough. Jiang Ye is not a religious novel, so you have to get out of the way. In addition, the story behind Jiang Ye,
I must rely on my energy and spirit to make a breakthrough, because the mental temperament is the most important to the ending. Now that my body and mind are not good, I have to work harder. If we meet on a narrow road, the one with the knife will win! So what about the structure and organization of words and so on?
, I will pay less attention to it, because thinking too much will really affect my temperament. Even a temperamental person like me cannot do it!)