The middle-aged Taoist face was a little pale. No matter whether it was spring rain or autumn wind, it could not move the moist and quiet Taoist heart. It suddenly became trembling uncontrollably, and even showed signs of collapse.
The words he heard, the meaning hidden behind the words, the thoughts of the observer, were too cold and terrifying for the believers of Taoism.
It is said that the great priest of Light is the person closest to Haotian, but he knows that since a thousand years ago, the person closest to Haotian in the world is the master of the spectator, and he has always been the master of the spectator.
A few years ago, Haotian came to the human world and the host met her. The approach was brought to reality from the theological sense. It was not seen but met, and there was naturally no distance.
Because of seeing, I am afraid? No, after seeing, I am no longer afraid, and I dare to think, kill, destroy, and seize it. Compared with this, whether it is Liansheng's ambition, the ideal of the academy, or even Haotian's own thoughts.
, they will wait a little, and Ning Que's problem seems even more ridiculous.
The middle-aged Taoist would not question his judgment. Looking at the snow on the cliff and feeling the cold wind coming to his face, he suddenly felt a little sad because he would see the destruction of a complete old world, which he had devoted himself to.
He cares about the one who worships and guards.
"Is there really... nothing else?"
"The flames of the Protestant Church burn the entire world, and the old Taoist sect and the old temple will all become sacrifices for the newborn in this fire. Even if the Master loses, the academy and the Tang Kingdom will be destroyed, the Taoist sect will not be able to change this ending.
, but why bother to be sad and painful? It is just a nirvana, and you should be happy and celebrated."
"Will the Nirvana mentioned by Buddha fall into this winter?"
"The monk is taking care of himself, so how could he care about the whole world?"
"What should I do next?"
"Those who determine the fate of the human world were in heaven before..."
The viewer's eyes turned from the night sky to the wind and snow world at the foot of the mountain. After looking for a while, Youyou continued, "It's now in the world, so of course we have to find her first."
Ning Que asked him to care more about things in the world. In fact, he has always cared about it, more than anyone else - he should be in heaven, but now in the world, how can he not care?
After saying this, the audience stopped talking and looked at the wind and snow outside the cliff. Looking at the villages and fields on the other end of the wind and snow. Looking at the moonlight that could not be stopped, she smiled without saying a word.
On the curtain of the night, clouds suddenly appeared in the east, sometimes in the west. Although snowflakes kept sprinkling, they could not cover everything. The moonlight enveloped the entire world.
The wind on the cliff rolled up snowflakes and danced with the moonlight, and as the night became darker, it became colder. The host sat in the chair for a long time, but was still in great spirits.
A few years ago, in Chang'an, he was seriously injured by the sects of the academy with the help of the God-Shocking Formation. Later, he met Sangsang on the road and was punished by Haotian. He became a disabled old man with a snow mountain and a sea of Qi. Logically speaking, this is how it is.
On the cold night, he couldn't bear it, but he just sat quietly without coughing, his face was not pale, and he even had two blushings, and his expression was always so calm.
His eyes were full of yearning for the beautiful scenery of the world, curiosity about the moonlight and snowflakes, and the sky with moonlight and snowflakes. Innocence was like a child.
The expressions of Haotian, Yokogi and Ada, often show naive meaning on their faces, but that naiveness comes from a sense of alienation from the world and their age.
The innocence of the viewer is different. He looks quietly at the world and thinks about the world. He seems to be ignorant and omniscient. He seems to know everything. He is a little dull but not disgusting. He is a little cute but not annoying. He and Hengmu
Waiting for people is different, and he is different from his previous self. He is more calm, like a cloud floating out of the mountains without intention, clean and innocent, which is amazing.
When he entered Chang'an, he walked in the wind and floated like an immortal. In the eyes of the people, he seemed to be a real immortal. After being disabled, he became a real mortal. From an immortal to an mortal, that was a real person.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him in the chair and felt the innocent and romantic atmosphere. He vaguely understood something and felt very moved that there was a world above tranquility.
The audience suddenly moved, and his hands left from his knees and slowly landed on the armrest of the wheelchair. There was snow under his palm, which was gradually melted into a spring spring by the heat, and his expression was as pleasant as a spring spring.
The middle-aged Taoist was speechless because of shock and the conjecture became reality. The conjecture that excited him seemed to be coming true soon.
The middle-aged Taoist's hands, holding in a wheelchair, were trembling.
When the master of the viewer's situation was broken by the academy, his people were injured by Chang'an, but it was Haotian's method that really turned him into a mortal. What does this change mean now?
The host stood up and left the wheelchair.
It seems like the action that humans had done tens of thousands of years ago.
The snowflakes mixed with the moonlight slowly fell on the cliff floor, and the cold wind kept blowing. The blue Taoist clothes on the swaying owner kept fluttering, but they couldn't blow his gray hair on his temples.
"Look, it's really like a dog."
The audience looked at the night sky and said leisurely.
The middle-aged Taoist did not understand the meaning of this sentence, nor did he know that twenty years ago, the Master raised his glass to the sky in the back mountain of the academy and said something that was not similar but actually had the same meaning.
After saying this, the host raised his hands and walked down the cliff in the wind and snow. The green clothes fluttered, the wind and snow were as angry as the night was dark, and he left Taoshan and disappeared.
Looking at the footprints left by the Scenic Scenery, the middle-aged Taoist was silent. This man had already floated down to Taoshan, leaving him with a back and full of awe.
I don't know how long it took, but he woke up, looked at the wheelchair still holding, smiled, pushed the empty wheelchair to the cliff, shook his arms and pushed it down.
The cliff is extremely high, and the snow falls sounds, and the sound of a wheelchair falling to the ground naturally cannot be heard here. However, the viewer who is heading towards the world does not know when he will return to Taoshan again.
The middle-aged Taoist expression quickly returned to peace, because he was a real strong man in the Taoist sect, and because he had absolute confidence in the viewer - the Taoist sect has existed in the world for countless years, and I don’t know how many amazing people have appeared and dedicated themselves to mankind.
How much wisdom has been, for thousands of years, the glory of the world seems to be concentrated on the Master and the Academy, but the Taoist sect is the Taoist sect after all, and the Sacred sect is the Sacred sect after all.
The middle-aged Taoist left Yaping and went to the Tianyu Temple.
No one knew what he said to **hai in the temple, but then **hai followed him silently to the Temple of Judgment, and then the head sect had arrived first.
Looking at the woman wearing the robe of the Decision on the terrace, he showed an admiring look. She walked to the Black Jade God's throne under the moonlight and bloomed like a bloody flower.
He has always admired her. He liked her very much when he was in the temple when he was very young. Unfortunately, he wanted to kill her today, and the temple owner has decided the life and death of her and her brother.
"Please give me a real explanation."
"Sorry, I can't say it."
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(There were some problems when logging in. I would go out tomorrow and go for a walk in the village, so I didn’t have time to write, so I didn’t update. I wish you all a happy time and drink less.) (To be continued...)