Volume 6 Suddenly Chapter 35 His Conversation with Her (Part 1)
■God is dead.!
Haotian will die too.
The former sentence once sounded like thunder in a certain world, shattering the dark sky and awakening countless ignorant people. The latter sentence, appearing in this world, should have had a similar effect, but it's just a bit regretful.
Unfortunately, only four people heard it when it first appeared. What makes it a little less regretful is that the person in the stone house heard it.
The story told by Youxian was Ning Que's story. He didn't even know what the story was about. He just followed Ning Que's explanation very seriously and memorized it with a seriousness that far exceeded the attitude of studying in the academy.
Not a word was missed.
After hearing this story, the middle-aged Taoist felt emotional. After hearing the last two sentences, the middle-aged Taoist's expression finally changed, but the stone house remained quiet.
Youxian was well prepared for this situation. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and ignored the other party's reaction. He lowered his head and continued to repeat Ning Que's words - those were the words Ning Que wanted to say to the world and to Shiwu.
What the people there said.
"It is better to make progress together than to destroy together. There is no eternity in the world. Before Haotian appeared, there was no Haotian in the world. So why can't there be no Haotian?"
"Before there was Haotian, there was Daomen. Daomen wanted to protect the world, so Haotian was born. So the Academy and Daomen should have been members of the same Taoist school."
You Xian lowered his head and spoke, his voice getting lower and lower, because he vaguely understood the meaning of this sentence, and felt that Ning Que's comrades were too shameless. As a repeater, it was naturally difficult for him to resemble him.
It was just as natural as before, sweat dripped from his forehead and hit the ground in front of the stone house. Because the distance was too close, it could not splash flowers.
"Since we are members of the same Taoism, why do we need to meet each other in life and death? For thousands of years, the Taoist sect has naturally regarded Guanzhu as the strongest. However, if Haotian is to die, the Taoist sect will always choose a new path. Such a major change that has not been seen in thousands of years would not be as big as Guanzhu's.
No wise person can preside over it. Even if you have some protection
Why can't I watch it for two more years? Yesu is your student. If he becomes a saint, you will be the Holy Master. Chen Pipi is your son. If he becomes a saint, you will be the Holy Father. Taoism will embark on a new journey.
You are the Holy Master, Holy Father and Holy Lord, the Holy Trinity, why not?"
It was very quiet on the cliff. Apart from the mountain breeze, there was only Youxian's voice. The people in the stone house did not express their approval or objection, but just listened quietly.
Youxian's voice became softer and softer, but his words became smoother and smoother, almost nagging, and he finally added a sentence of his own subconsciously.
"One is your most accomplished student, and the other is your biological son. Isn't Taoism... actually a matter of your family? We are all members of the same family, so we can't have a good talk?"
After saying this, Yu Xiancai realized that he had said too much, and his face instantly became paler. The sweat suddenly disappeared and he felt that the wind between the cliffs was a bit cold.
The next moment, he found out that he was still alive. He couldn't help but feel lucky and decided that if he could still go to the temple later, he would keep his mouth shut and not say a word, letting Chen Qi do the talking.
After listening to Ning Que's words relayed by You Xian, the stone house remained quiet. The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand, indicating that You Xian and Chen Qi had completed their mission when they left Yaping. They dared not stay any longer and retreated toward the mountain road, still feeling uneasy.
rabbit.
With a creak, the door of the stone house opened again, and an ordinary wheelchair slowly rolled out from inside. An old man sat on the chair, covered with a gray blanket.
The man in the chair has lived for more than a thousand years. According to time calculation, he has long been old. But in fact, when he occasionally appeared in the world, he never made people feel old, until the battle of Chang'an City, until he
Sealed in the snowy mountains and seas by Haotian, he aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His temples are now graying, and his eyebrows are getting softer and kinder.
But no matter how old he is, even if he is a disabled person now, as long as he is still alive, he can hold the Dao Sect tightly in his hands, and he is the academy's most terrifying opponent.
In Ning Que's eyes, the Temple Master is far more important than the drunkard and the butcher, not because of the unimaginable supernatural powers this person has shown, but because he is the Temple Master.
This thousand-year human world is the Master's world, and it is the Master's thousand-year life, but the viewer has always been there. Just this fact itself proves many things.
The middle-aged Taoist pushed his wheelchair to the edge of the cliff.
The viewer quietly looked at the flowing clouds outside the cliff and the remaining snow in the green mountains, and said slowly: "Ning Que has been trapped in Chang'an for half a year. In the eyes of many people, he has done nothing. He is just a repeat of the last time he imprisoned himself.
But actually he was thinking all the time, and this is what he did."
Yes, Ning Que has been thinking about it.
He was thinking about how to solve the affairs of the human world and thus the affairs of the kingdom of God. In the end, he came to the conclusion that in order to solve the affairs of the human world, he needed to convince the viewer.
It's not about defeating or killing the viewer, but persuading - he believes that the viewer has the possibility of being persuaded, because the viewer is not a drunkard, a butcher, or a monster tortured into decay by the obsession of existence. In his opinion, the viewer is not a drunkard, a butcher, or a monster tortured into decay by the obsession of existence.
The master is a person who has escaped from vulgar tastes, is a person with extremely advanced aesthetics, and is a person with a strong heart. In other words, he thinks that the master is a person who is very similar to the teacher, which is a great compliment.
Through the Master's teachings and living with Sangsang on the Buddha's chessboard for countless years, Ning Que's understanding of faith was much deeper than before. He knew the origin of Taoism and the origin of Haotian, so he soon
I am convinced that the viewer is definitely not one of those foolish women in the world who cry bitterly when they see the divine glory. The viewer’s piety does not lie in Haotian, but in the concepts he adheres to.
That concept is the biggest secret of Taoism from ancient times to the present.
With Haotian guarding the world, the world is the foundation and the object that Taoism wants to protect.
Regardless of the gambler who founded the Taoist sect, or the Guanzhu who rules the Taoist sect today, in their hearts, Haotian has no innate sanctity.
So Ning Que tried his best to tell the viewer that story and the last two sentences.
He knew that the viewer did not need to wake him up, but he wanted to remind him.
If God dies, Haotian can die too.
In that world, if there is Protestantism, Taoism can also take a new path.
The old world waved goodbye and the new world made its debut. As long as Daomen actively embraces this trend, it can still have its own place in the new world.
Daomen can still protect the world, but in a different way.
Ning Que wanted to remind him that the world itself is much more important than Haotian.
This is not only the academy’s view, but also the most essential concept of Taoism.
So why can't the academy and the Taoist sect share the same Taoism?
Ning Que chose the Guanzhu as the person to talk to because he knew that the Guanzhu could understand him. He knew that the Guanzhu had enough wisdom and that the Guanzhu was a truly remarkable person.
Only truly great people can make such great decisions.
"Master, I am a man who cannot afford to teach such a student."!
The viewer calmly said: "Ning Que can see through the fundamentals of Taoism and see my philosophy. He is also a great person."
The middle-aged Taoist was moved because in this sentence, the viewer spoke highly of Ning Que, and even more because the viewer implicitly admitted his truest thoughts.
The viewer looked outside the cliff and was silent for a long time.
The middle-aged Taoist's hands trembled slightly as he landed on the wheelchair. Even he felt endless tension at this moment, because what happened next would inevitably change the fate of the entire human world and even the Kingdom of Haotian.
There are many clouds outside the cliff, white clouds floating everywhere, like waves on the water. They seem to come and go at will, but in fact they are being shaped by the wind and attracted by the earth.
The viewer looked at those clouds and said calmly: "It's a pity... he still can't understand himself."
Youxian doesn’t understand either. Although he is a storyteller, he is no different from a parrot. He doesn’t know who God is, what the Crusaders are, and what the relationship between that religion and Taoism is. What Ning Que wants to say to the viewer
What is it, how could Haotian die?
After leaving Yaping, Zhao Nanhai and dozens of temple cavalry were waiting for them. The scene was a bit tense, but Youxian was not afraid. He pointed to the small stone houses and said: "If I can get there, then there is nothing wrong with me.
If I can come back alive, you can't kill me."
Zhao Nanhai looked at the small stone house in silence and didn't know what he was thinking. In the end, he did nothing and led You Xian and Chen Qi towards the peak.
The white Taoist temple on the top of Taoshan Mountain is the main hall of Xiling Temple and the highest building of Haotian Taoist Sect in the world. It is also the place where the two parties negotiated today.
The floor of the temple is paved with extremely smooth stone tiles, like a bronze mirror, reflecting the skylight from all directions, and it also looks like it is paved with gold. The space inside the temple is huge, and the stone walls are engraved with murals with rich religious meanings, and are inlaid with mosaics everywhere.
Gemstones seem to bring together the wealth of the entire world, so they also seem to have the importance of the entire world, and are extremely solemn and sacred.
Thousands of priests and deacons stood silently in the temple, lined up in neat lines, no one spoke, no sound could be heard, it was like a sea of silence.
You Xian and Chen Qi walked among the crowd, as if they were moving across the sea. They always felt that there was a heart-stopping storm hidden in the silent crowd.
After walking for a long time, they finally reached the high platform at the deepest part of the temple. There was a waterfall-like light curtain hanging on the platform, and an extremely tall, god-like figure was reflected on the screen. The sound the figure made was like thunder, possessing the command of
The power of God that people fear.
That tall figure was once known as the most mysterious person in the spiritual world together with the leader of the Demon Sect, the Twenty-Three-Year Cicada. However, in that battle, he was seriously injured by Yu Lian, and he could no longer maintain the image of the past. The Light Festival
At that time, he was shot by Ning Que with an arrow, which made him extremely embarrassed, which caused his status in the hearts of Haotian believers in the world to drop extremely seriously.
But after all, he is the leader of the Xiling Temple, a peerless strongman who has surpassed the five realms of cultivation and successfully reached the Apocalypse realm, and is the master of the Taoist sect recognized by the temple master.
You Xian and Chen Qi maintained enough respect for the tall figure. They were meticulous in both saluting and paying homage, and could not find any faults. But to be honest, even the dullest priest could see that the two of them were paying attention.
It wasn't on the headmaster behind the curtain at all, but on the inconspicuous chair under the high platform.
That chair was not a rare treasure carved from a single block of South China Sea ink jade, but because the woman sat quietly in the chair, the ordinary chair became a ink jade throne.
She sat there with her eyes closed, and the world around her turned into a sea of blood. Because she was wearing a blood-colored divine robe, she had the most beautiful and coldest face in the world, and she was the inviolable seat of judgment.
Ye Hongyu, the true strongman of the Taoist sect.
Judgment God Ye Hongyu is the person Ning Que wants to speak to her. It is also the person You Xian and Chen Qi have always wanted to see. They finally met today.
There was some strange silence between You Xian and Chen Qi. As they said last night, they were fighting each other as if they had not seen each other - in front of thousands of priests and deacons, in front of the headmaster of Xiling Temple and other powerful people, even if they saw Ye Hongyu, how could they do it?
How about avoiding those eyes and letting her hear Ning Que's words?
The ceremony in the temple has entered the process of praising, and there is not much time left for Youxian and Chen Qi. No matter whether the negotiations between Tang Guo and the temple can continue, they will leave Taoshan later, and that sentence still remains.
Hidden in their chests and abdomens.
You Xian looked at Chen Qi, thinking about the method he mentioned last night, feeling his lips and tongue were a little dry, and murmured: "Do you really want to do this?"
Chen Qi stared at Ye Hongyu and said, "Otherwise, what else can be done?"
Youxian was silent for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to take two steps forward with difficulty, attracting the attention of the crowd in the hall, and then coughed twice, interrupting the congratulations of a certain red-clothed priest.
"We have something to say."
Because of nervousness, he looked at the people in the temple, his voice was a little hoarse, "We are coming with the will of peace, should we be allowed to talk?"
Thousands of priests and deacons in the temple looked at him expressionlessly. Their red, purple, and black divine robes were like sea water of different colors, rushing towards them silently, turning into some kind of physical pressure.
, the pressure made Youxian difficult to breathe.
At this moment, Chen Qi also took a step forward.
The atmosphere in the palace became more tense and depressing.
But Chen Qi seemed to feel nothing. He looked at the ordinary chair in the distance and the bloody ocean, and said calmly and firmly: "Are you willing to listen?"
This negotiation was originally a joke. If there was really a negotiation, it would have been completed in front of the Yaping Stone House. She closed her eyes on the chair and seemed a little tired.
Even after hearing this sentence, she still did not open her eyes.
Chen Qi stared at her and said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone knows... Ning Que wants to talk to the world. In fact, he just wants to talk to you."
Yes, everyone knows that if Ning Que wants to talk to someone, the current Judgment God Seat must be one of the people he talks to. Zhao Nanhai knows that the priests and deacons in the Xiling Temple, even the servants who sweep the floor, are
Know.
So in Qinghe County, Xiong Chumo wanted these two Tang people to die.
So on Taoshan, they never met Ye Hongyu.
Until this moment, in front of thousands of priests and deacons, in a place where countless strong people gathered, they finally met Ye Hongyu, so they wanted to talk, even if they would die in the next moment, because even if they died, they still had to