Volume Six, Suddenly, Chapter 56: Sages are Never Lonely
In the blue sky, more and more flowing clouds gathered above the city, covering the sun behind them. At this time, the words and phrases of the people chanted together made the world dim.
The flames on Ye Su's body became more and more vigorous, and his voice had completely stopped. In the raging fire, he could no longer see his face. He was burning like a beacon that spreads light.
The glory that dispersed to the world suddenly converged and then went towards the sky from the pile of firewood. It was a holy pillar of light, from his body, falling in the deepest part of the distant sky.
The dark sky was illuminated by an area, not as bright as the sun, but it was more realistic, because the thousands of people kneeling on the ground could see clearly what was there.
——There are blue sky, dark clouds, relative darkness and real light.
The light domain suddenly dimmed again and quickly returned to its original appearance.
The raging fire on the fire pile had risen to mid-air, as if it was about to burn the sky through. Ye Su's figure had long disappeared and could not be seen at all. What was strange was that there was no unpleasant and terrifying smell in the sky in the courtyard.
Instead, it is filled with a faint fragrance, which makes people feel extremely quiet.
That column of light, the illuminated sky, these strange fragrances are sanctification?
No one knew, Longqing didn't know, and the tens of thousands of people leaning on the ground didn't know, and no one knew about the temple cavalry, the little fisherman and the priests standing outside the courtyard.
The sanctification pictures recorded in the Xiling Buddhist scriptures have nothing to do with today's story, so it is impossible for anyone to know what is going on, including the sage master.
This doesn't matter.
Ye Su has become sanctified, has nothing to do with religion, has nothing to do with the kingdom of God in heaven. His sanctification is to become sanctified in the human world, and in the hearts of believers. He has become a saint.
Regardless of whether the Tang Kingdom and the Academy can win this war, Protestantism will inevitably spread across the world, and no one can stop this tide. He will be regarded as a saint by countless believers.
Then he is a saint.
Snow suddenly fell in the sky - flowing clouds gathered into thick clouds. It covered the sky, and ice crystals began to condense deep in the clouds without the sun, and then there were falling snowflakes.
Snowflakes fall, dancing lightly with the wind, falling on the streets and alleys of the city, on the people kneeling and reading in the square, falling on the small courtyard, falling on the burning pile of firewood.
When encountering the devouring flames, the snow melted into water. The snow gradually accelerated, and the more water it melted into, the firewood was soaked, and the fire was suppressed smaller and smaller. I don’t know how long it took to finally go out.
The chants and readings of tens of thousands of people finally stopped gradually. People looked into the courtyard with their last hopeful eyes, wanting to see the miracle happen, but sadly discovered that the miracle did not exist.
The cross-shaped wooden stakes had been burned and collapsed. The extinguished firewood pile was very messy, without the figure of that person. Even the rope tied to his has been burned to ashes.
Snowflakes fell in the crowd, on people's shoulders, some fell on people's faces, melted into water by body temperature, moistening lips that were dry due to anxiety and sadness. People drank snow water like spring spring, and began to
Crying - the sound of sob gradually becomes stronger and the sadness continues to destroy people's hearts and hearts.
Crying sounds, snow falling, time passes slowly, snow clouds in the sky never dissipated, people in the square gradually dissipated, thousands of Protestant believers supported each other and left, and there was no conflict in the whole process and
No one was detained in the killing because Longqing did not speak.
He stood in front of the pile of firewood, expressionless.
After a long time, the snow continued to fall, and the last sparks of Mars in the extinguished pyrex were extinguished, and the warm steam disappeared without a trace, gradually covered by thick snow, and the ash below could no longer be seen.
It's a vast white area, really clean.
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A thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a second thunder sound.
Two thunders were endless, following each other, back and forth between heaven and earth.
The cavalry of the Xiling Temple, Xiaoyu and other Taoist sects in the square looked at the place where the thunder sounded, and looked alert, but more were fear and uneasiness, as if they heard the anger of the sky.
The thunder keeps changing its location. Where can mortals be captured? It is terrifying and terrifying. It is unpredictable to the heavenly power. Where can mortals be vigilant and guard against it? What is this thunder?
Longqing looked up at the sky, looked at the snowflakes that were shattered by the two thunders and the invisible power in the thunder, and guessed who the visitor was, but his expression was as calm as before.
A storm suddenly appeared on the sea outside Song Kingdom. The storm quickly landed. Countless sea waters fell to pieces on the famous breakwater. The remnants of the storm came to the square and turned into a storm.
The clouds above the city trembled slightly, and the strong spirit spread from the thunderous sound to the surroundings, turning into a terrifying wind. Countless cavalry fell in the wind, and war horses hissed and roared, which was the strong practice of Taoism.
Those who also need to improve their entire cultivation to barely support them in the strong wind.
The strong wind gradually subsided and spread like water between the streets and houses. A circle about ten feet appeared in the square. There was no snow or blood in that circle. It was clean and empty, with only two people.
One person was wearing an old cotton jacket and a short wooden stick in his hand. He was the senior brother of the academy. The other person was wearing a long gown full of wine and a wine pot tied around his waist. He was the highest wine practitioner in the world of practice.
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The eldest brother's cotton jacket was covered with broken mouths, and countless blood flowed out of those broken mouths, wet the cotton and looked very embarrassed.
The drunkard's condition was not much better than that of him. His clothes were stained everywhere, and his left shoulder was a little sunken, as if he was hit by a stick. He wanted to get a wine pot and drink the wine, but found that his hands were shaking a little violently.
The thunders before, the thunders wandering between the sky, the ocean and the earth, are they chasing each other, and they are still fighting in an endless situation.
It is the highest level of the cultivation world and the most painful battle.
But in fact, this battle may not happen.
Yesterday, the drunkard returned to the town, silently speaking to the butcher, waiting for the future. The eldest brother stayed in the small building outside Linkang City, waiting for the result of negotiations between the academy and the Taoist sect. Each had their own uneasiness.
When Taoshan Mountain was moving abnormally last night and Ye Su showed his sage this morning, the drunkard's uneasiness was not eliminated - the host was not convinced by Ning Que. He was very happy to see the current situation, but he was still uneasy.
He thought this uneasiness came from the academy and thought that the academy would save Ye Su at all costs, so he hurriedly left the town. He returned to the small building outside Linkang City and slowly met Li again.
Just like those days in the past few years, no distance, the Taoist sect and the academy exchanged the most important pieces, and the drunkard could not get rid of the eldest brother, and the eldest brother could not completely lock him up.
It was difficult to separate when they met, whether they went to the mountains or the sea. So they began to fight, fighting from the mountains to the sea, and finally, the elder brother finally came here and was seriously injured.
Because he was coming, he was injured.
"Your academy always likes to say that my body and spirit have been decayed...what are you now?"
The drunkard put his trembling hand behind him and looked at him and said, "How long can you last after you have been with me for so many days? How many times can you bear such injuries like today?"
His face was a little pale, and his left shoulder was seriously injured, but compared to the senior brother who was covered in blood and had countless bones broken, it was much lighter, so he was qualified to say such things.
The eldest brother didn't listen to him. He looked at the snow pile in the yard, felt the smell of embers coming from the snow, silent and a little desolate.
He was injured so badly that he could come to the venue, but he was still late.
A crying sound came faintly from the distance of the city. Whether it was for the innocent believers who died in the conflict or for Ye Su who was buried in the flames, he listened silently.
After a while, he turned around and looked at the drunkard and said, "You are in a small town, why bother to enter the world?"
The drunkard said, "You were originally in Chang'an, why bother to come here?"
The eldest brother said, "You are committing a crime."
The drunkard said, "Is it a sin to the world or the kingdom of God? Protestantism has shaken the foundation of the kingdom of God, so he must die. If the Taoist sect does not take action, I will take action."
Since the appearance of the drunkard and the senior brother, Long Qing has been silent. He stood in the yard and looked at the two great practitioners who could only look up to before, with a calm expression and no fear.
Everything is in the calculation of the observer - no matter how uneasy the drunkard is, before discovering the truth, he will inevitably start from Haotian's standpoint and help Taoist sect kill Ye Su.
Because he and the butcher were very greedy, as if they were a collection of greed for countless generations of human beings. They not only wanted eternal life, but also wanted eternity, and eternity could only be found in the Kingdom of Haotian. If the Kingdom of God is gone, what should they do?
In fact, if the viewer had not nodded, or the drunkard and the butcher had already attacked Ye Su, these two great practitioners would not care about the so-called sainthood.
They had long thought they had become saints, so what? They were not like mice, hiding around the world for tens of thousands of years, and finally becoming a dog in Haotian.
Of course, Long Qing, who knew the thoughts of the subject, especially when he had a conversation with Ye Su before his death, had basically understood the truth of the whole thing at this time. He knew that the drunkard and the butcher would definitely regret it in the future, but that was
Things in the future will not affect the Taoist sect's current use of them as dogs in the name of Haotian.
Thinking of this festival, Longqing showed a smile on his face, without ridicule, and seemed very sincere. It was a sincere ridicule. People like drunkards and butchers would also be blinded by greed.
The five colors make people blind, and the five sounds make people deaf, and what the teachings say is indeed reasonable.
The smile on Longqing's face was curled because someone looked over.
The eldest brother looked at him, was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Why?"
This is his confusion, and it is also the confusion of the academy. No one can understand why the Taoist sect did this. Burning Ye Su to death to help him become a saint will not be of much help to destroy the Protestantism, but will split the Taoist sect instead.
At least the judgment temple will never be truly trusted by the Taoist sect from now on.
What exactly does the subject think?
"You can take Ning Que's failed attempt as all reasons."
Longqing said: "My senior brother's death is not a family matter. Without your academy, he might not have to die. At least, he would not die so quickly, so your sorrow is boring."
After saying this, he bowed to the elder brother slightly, walked out of the courtyard, climbed the mount led by his subordinates in the wind and snow, and only then put the letter scroll of the Heavenly Book Sands back in his arms.
The eldest brother watched Long Qing's figure disappear into the wind and snow.
Outside Linkang City, he realized the special features of this person. His feelings are clearer today, but he is not energetic at this time but he is thinking about those things.
He looked back at the courtyard, at the pile of firewood that was constantly suffering from falling snow, then raised his head, looked at the falling snow in the sky, and remembered some past events back then.
It was snowing in Chang'an City that year, and many people entered the city. Qi Nian came and was trapped in the snow forest by his junior sister. Junmo sat on the snow bridge all night, and his junior brother and Sangsang killed Xiahou on the lake.
He stood on the city wall with Ye Su, watched the snow all night, and said a lot of nonsense.
I met several times before and after, in front of the Taoist temple, deep in the snow peaks of the Tianqi Mountains...
Earlier, Sangsang was born on earth. There was a black line on the wasteland. He drank water and studied by the pool at this end of the black line. Ye Su cut down trees on the other end of the black line. He heard that he said something.
The interesting Taoist verse then began to travel around the countries, intending to see through the barrier of life and death. I believe that by the last moment, he truly saw through it.
That's why he actually died?
The eldest brother looked at Luo Xue and was silent for a long time. Ye Su's establishment of the Protestantism had a lot to do with the academy, because Jun Mo turned him into a useless person in front of Qingxia, and even more because of the discussions he had with Ye Su.
Then he remembered that since many years ago, even before he became a disciple of Master, the person he wanted to become the most was a scholar, a scholar who taught and educated people.
The scholar lived in a shabby alley, teaching those poor children who lived in poverty, and had a meal or a drink, but he did not change his happiness or his way.
He wanted to be such a person, but he didn't expect that Ye Su did this before him. In the last years of his life, Ye Su had been such a person.
A long time later, he reached out to catch a snowflake, turned around and looked at the drunkard and said, "For eternal life, you will not feel lonely even if you succeed?"
The drunkard said, "Death is the true loneliness, just like Ye Su. He has become a saint now, but has no connection with the world anymore. He is the true loneliness at this time."
The eldest brother shook his head and said calmly and affirmatively: "You are wrong, he will definitely not be lonely."
Ye Su gave up his faith for decades just to make mankind no longer need faith. He left this world, but left a lot of things, believing that those things will truly change the world.
There are still many people doing or are about to do the same thing as him. Jun Mo ignites a wildfire at the bottom of the sinkhole, and he will lead the academy to continue moving forward. He is a saint, but there are many fellow travelers, how can he be lonely?