Many years later, Ning Que walked through the shabby alley and heard the sound of books coming from the deep alley. He listened to the familiar voice explaining history to the children. He was very moved because he happened to talk about what happened in a certain winter.
Many people feel the same as those things. Whenever they recall that winter, they feel a little unwilling, sad, but also a little thankful, and their emotions are very complicated.
No matter what kind of emotion it is, that winter will inevitably become a winter that cannot be forgotten by the world, because in that winter, the world seemed to be only a distance from peace, and saw a glimmer of vitality in the cracks between the academy and the Taoist sect, and it seemed that there was
Unlimited hope is ahead.
On the desolate field, snowflakes were flying violently, and the Tang army camp hundreds of feet away became very blurred. As for the figure of Tang general Huaying, I didn’t know where it was.
Ada narrowed his eyes, and occasionally a few ruthlessness flashed on his childish face, his blue lips moved slightly, and he kept silently praying for the honor of immortality.
He had been waiting in the snowy wasteland for a long time and never took action.
At first it was because he felt the destructive arrow thousands of miles away from the south. Now he did not take action because of the convoy slowly coming from the depths of the wind and snow.
The National Master who was parading the grassland left Helan City and came to Qichengzhai.
No one knew what he was doing here, no one dared to go against his will... Even Ada couldn't do it. Although he was a gift left by Changshengtian to the grassland, he was also a nominal disciple of the National Master.
The convoy stopped in the snow, and the vicissitudes of the national teacher's vicissitudes and quiet voices tear apart the wind and snow. Entering Ada's ears: "What the Tang people want to see most is that we lose our minds."
Ada looked at Tang Ying in the wind and snow opposite and said, "I can kill him."
The voice of the national teacher sounded again: "At that moment, you will be killed."
Ada said firmly: "I'm not afraid of you here."
He was opposing the will of the national teacher and actually expressed his supreme respect for the national teacher, because he firmly believed that as long as the national teacher came, the iron arrow in the south would not hurt him.
How high is the realm of the Jinguan Master? Even after the Light Festival, there is still no accurate concept, especially after the rain this spring. Who knows if this grassland powerhouse who is extremely pious to serve the heaven of immortality has any gains.
.While he was alert and alert, and with the more than ten powerful grassland high priests, Ning Que's iron arrows could really be stopped.
Ada felt that he should be braver in this situation. He wanted to kill the Tang general and defeat the Tang camp opposite him with the iron cavalry. Only in this way can he give the man from the far south a pain.
The national teacher was silent for a moment and responded to the apprentice's trust in one sentence.
"The problem is, we don't know where she is."
Yes, this is the biggest problem - the iron arrow that has been pointing at the grassland in the far south is terrifying. But as long as you are prepared, you can always find a way to deal with it. As long as you control the realm or the output of your mind, the iron arrow is even more
It can't affect this at all, but what about the other person?
That man was born and grew up in the wasteland. Although he had disappeared for decades, as long as he was still alive, he was the most legendary strong man and the most terrifying devil on the grassland.
Lin Wu, the leader of the Demon Sect, 23 years old cicada, Yu Lian, the third senior sister of the academy... No matter what name or identity she is, she will always be the object that the grassland barbarians are most afraid of.
In recent years, it was rumored that she was in the Eastern Wilderness, so the strong men in the Left Treasure Royal Court gradually withered and were about to be killed by her alone. Therefore, the national master and the thirteenth priests kept guarding outside Helan City.
This winter, the national savant finally left the city of Helan and came to the southerly wilderness. No one knew what he was doing, but everyone knew that it must have something to do with Yu Lian.
Ada understood, looked at the southern Tangying a little unwillingly, turned around and turned back, walked into the convoy, and retreated to Weicheng with the teacher.
"I heard... the temple is negotiating with the academy."
"Yes."
"So there can't be war for the time being?"
"Yes."
"Will peace? I hate this word."
"That's something that Haotian can decide."
In the conversation between the master and the apprentice, the convoy gradually drifted away and disappeared in the depths of the wind and snow for a while. Still no one knew where the national teacher would go and what to do, but people knew that the national teacher was waiting for a
The appearance of a person is waiting for the arrival of the iron arrow, and naturally, he is also waiting for Haotian's choice.
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Things in the world are determined by Haotian. Simply put, it is destined by heaven. These three words reveal helpless meaning and calmness to obey fate. However, Sangsang has left the world, how can she put her will
Tell it to hundreds of millions of believers? When she was silent like in the past countless years, the so-called will of Haotian was nothing more than the will of the Taoist sect. Now, to be precise, it is the will of the observer.
Yoko stood in front of tens of thousands of cavalry, looking indifferently at the Qingxia, which was destined to be written in history books, slowly raised his right arm, and in the square of the capital of Song State, the cavalry besieged the Protestant believers retreated, and the priest deacon stopped.
Attack, because a new order came from the Taoist temple. The Golden Tent Royal Court was waiting for the viewer's choice, Chang'an City was waiting for the viewer's choice, and everyone was waiting for the viewer's choice...
Only Longqing seemed to know nothing, and could not hear the tense breathing of thousands of people outside the wall, and did not receive the latest news from the temple. He felt that the pile of firewood piles in the yard was not spectacular enough, so he picked up the hatchet again.
Unskilledly chopping firewood, imagining the flames later.
The night is getting longer and the world is getting cooler. The warm Xiling Divine Kingdom also suffered a few heavy snowfalls this winter. The cliff floor is covered with snow. Under the moonlight, the marks of the wheelchair are very clear.
The middle-aged Taoist stood behind the wheelchair with a serious expression. He thought that the Taoist sect was a skillful move to break Ning Que's situation by not changing, but it seemed that the viewer did not think so.
"Ning Que just wanted to see the Daomen calm down? But... this doesn't make sense."
The middle-aged Taoist looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, thinking about the possible battle in the distant kingdom of God, and frowned and said, "The Master is getting darker, and the longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it is for the academy."
The host sat in a wheelchair and looked at the world under the moonlight, calm and silent.
The middle-aged Taoist suddenly understood and said, "It turns out that this is what he wants."
He can only vaguely understand the root of faith, but cannot explain it clearly in words.
With this sentence, the temperature on the cliff floor suddenly dropped, the cold wind came through the bones, the bright moon was still in the sky, and the clouds were snowing somewhere, and the snow came very quickly. The snow was extremely thick, and it was thundering.
Yes, there was not much time before the cliff was laid and the wheelchair was laid.
The viewer was naturally covered with snowflakes. The words slowly flowed out between his lips. The snowflakes suddenly became colder after being smeared, just like the meaning in the words.
"He wants to talk to this world, and I want to see what he wants to talk about, but it's a pity that he has been imprisoned in Chang'an City for half a year. He thought he had figured out everything but was wrong after all."
The observer said: "He couldn't see himself clearly, nor did he see Ye Hongyu completely. The most important thing is that he did not see clearly what kind of situation the world is in now."
The middle-aged Taoist said: "If you don't stand high enough, you will naturally not see far enough."
In the world today, there is no one who stands as tall as the master of the view.
The middle-aged Taoist pushed the wheelchair toward the other side of the Yaping. The wheelchair left two deep ruts on the snow surface, and was then cut off by new footprints, just like the line of fate in the world.
"The story Ning Que told me was very interesting. In the words of the academy, it was very interesting, and it was very meaningful. It was really difficult to convince people, at least it could be very fooling."
The observer smiled and said, "The problem is that there is no God in his story, there is no God in that world, but there is really Haotian in our world."
The middle-aged Taoist's expression became more and more serious, and his steps became a little heavy. The footprints falling on the snow became deeper and deeper, as if they were about to be deeply engraved into the cliff.
Haotian is of course the heaviest topic.
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"Of course, as I said before, I have to admit the judgment of the academy, and my judgment is the same... The Taoist sect will inevitably fail, and Haotian will eventually perish."
The smile of the audience suddenly disappeared, and there was no expression. The emotions deep in the eyes became extremely complicated. At first, they were confused and even afraid, but eventually turned into a calm autumn water at the bottom of the well.
"But...so what?"
The lord of the Taoist sect said that the Taoist sect would be destroyed. Haotian’s most devout believer and the most powerful spokesperson said that Haotian would die. If these words flow into the world, what kind of shock and chaos would it bring?
The viewer who said this was already calm. He looked at the world with a smile, thinking nothing, and seemed so quiet and peaceful, as cute as a newborn child.
"Ning Que said it right... Taoist sect and academy, Master and I are indeed fellow Taoists in a sense. We are on the same path and have some ideas about this world, just the route we choose and
Different, we have different views on the future world and the future of mankind. Then the method and ultimate goal of choice must be different. Ning Que would not agree with the path I chose, so there would be no peace. Such a difference,
How can you really be a fellow?”
The observer said, "As you said, he did not stand high enough, he did not see the most important person, and when I saw it, the academy would lose."
Ning Que’s question to Taoist sect seems to be a dilemma, and he forced Taoist sect to calm down and had no solution at all, but in fact, for the viewer, this question is very simple.
Ye Su's life and death, Ye Hongyu's stay and departure are not problems for the viewer.
The observer thought that killing these two siblings together was just the same.
He didn't care about Ye Su's possible sainthood, how far the new church spread, he didn't care about Ye Hongyu's death or rebellion, and the ruling temple would be in chaos and the Taoist sect would become chaotic.
I don’t care, because everything is destined by heaven—the Taoist sect is Haotian Dao Sect, Haotian’s Dao Sect. Haotian himself admits defeat, how can her Taoist sect win?
The world outside the cliff is the world. Looking at the past, there is snow, and the vastness of vastness is impossible to distinguish the sky and the ground, as if they are already connected.
"So what? After all, it's human beings' own business. If Haotian dies, then find a new Haotian. If the Taoist sect is destroyed, then create a new Taoist sect. That's all."