Volume Six, Suddenly, Chapter Sixty-third, the Arrow Points to the World
The butcher was silent, remembering that a few years ago, the master of the temple asked the drunkard to go to the Western Wilderness to meet the leader of the lecturer. He was not trying to do her harm.
"He is worthy of being the first person in the Taoist sect in thousands of years."
The butcher stood up, wiped off the water stains on his body, and said with emotion.
The drunkard looked at him and said, "What should we do?"
In other words, how should we choose?
The butcher said: "Don't forget, there are two Haotians now."
If she really has not returned to the Kingdom of God and is still in the human world, then there is her in the sky and there is her in the human world, but I don’t know which one is the real her.
"If Chen acts according to the wishes of the one in heaven... the chance of success will be very high, but I don't know if the one in heaven will fulfill the agreement we made with the one on earth, so we can't let anyone on earth
She will die."
Drunkards and butchers live too long and are too afraid of death.
When the radiance of Haotian enveloped the world, they hid like mice. When the Master discovered them, they remained silent and honest. After the Master ascended to heaven and landed, they remained silent and honest. They never had the courage to rise up.
But they still have greed. That greed seems to be a collection of greed in countless human instincts. It is so strong and so unwilling that they want eternity.
Eternity does not belong to the human world, but only to the kingdom of God. They received Sangsang's promise or gift, so they became calm and happy, no longer clinging to the boring life of the past countless thousands of years. Until now... they discovered that there may be two
Haotian.
This situation has happened before. When Sang Sang traveled with Ning Que in the world of mortals, or earlier, when she lived with Ning Que in Minshan and Weicheng, in an existential sense, there were always two
Haotian, but one of them did not wake up. When she woke up, she was indistinguishable from herself in the Kingdom of God.
But the recent behavior of the viewer indicates that... it is very possible that she who failed to return to the Kingdom of God has entered a different river than the one who stayed in the Kingdom of God.
So, is the agreement they reached with Sangsang still valid? What does Haotian in the Kingdom of God think? Who should they follow?
The butcher looked at the drunkard and said seriously: "Fortunately, there are two of us. If there are really two Haotians, then... one person will guard the other."
The drunkard stood up and said: "That's the only way. Even if you make the wrong choice, everything will not be lost. You can still make something happen at the last moment."
The butcher said: "You go too."
The drunkard said: "It is inevitable."
The butcher said: "If she really has not returned to the Kingdom of God and is still in the human world, you must find her before the viewer and Li Manman..."
The drunkard said: "What about you?"
The butcher walked back to the chopping board, threw the pig's trotters into the big pot, looked at the pig's trotters floating in the brine, and said: "I go to Taoshan. If the Taoist sect is really acting according to the will of Haotian, the Kingdom of God, then they
Need my help."
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In addition to the calligraphy and painting shop, the butcher shop and the wine shop, there is also the only gambling stall in the town. There are not many people living in the town, there are few wealthy families, and idle bad gamblers are relatively rare, so the gambling stall business
It has never been very good, but this does not stop many men in the town from reporting every day. They never tire of it.
Zhang San and Li Si gathered in front of the stage, looking at the chips and the big and small patterns. They listened to the croupier's drink and smelled the smell of makeup and alcohol around them, and they were very excited.
When he was in Chang'an City, Li Si liked to hang around and was not a good boy. Zhang San was also very fierce in fighting in his hometown. He broke the heads of many villagers for his mother's affairs, and they were in the academy.
Their time was too short and they did not have the opportunity to receive Li Manman's moral education and Jun Mo's stick education, so they had no resistance to gambling.
"Why do we always lose?"
After losing a few copper coins again, Li Si gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I don't believe it's a technical problem, nor can it be an IQ problem."
Zhang San reminded from the side: "I played a few games with my junior uncle that year, and I always lost, right? My junior uncle said it was a matter of character."
"Aren't our characters good? If we are not good, how can we be favored by the teacher? Are you the prime minister's son, or do you think I am the princess's brother?"
Li Si said angrily, took out a handful of broken silver from his arms, stuffed half of it into Zhang San's hand, then put it heavily on the table with a bang.
"Catch with both hands! I bet on the big one and you bet on the small one! Someone will always win!"
Not long after, Zhang San and Li Si left the gambling stall angrily, and returned to the shop with their heads lowered. Chao Xiaoshu was washing the chess pieces with water. Looking at their expressions, they knew that they had lost all their money again, so they asked with a smile.
A few words about the situation.
"Betting on both sides is bound to lose. People who do this are really stupid."
He smiled at Xiaoshu and said, but his eyes did not fall on Zhang San and Li Si, but over their shoulders and fell on the butcher shop at the other end of the street.
Zhang San and Li Si's expressions were very calm, no longer cursing as before, and they didn't seem to care at all about the money they lost in the gambling stalls.
If you want to go to the gambling stall, you must pass by the butcher's shop. You can hear the people in the butcher's shop talking. Yes, the people in the butcher's shop must know...
But Zhang Nianzu is just Zhang San, and Li Guangdi is just Li Si. They are just real ordinary people, just like their names, who cares?
"I'm going to write a letter." He walked toward the small tree and toward the backyard.
In the butcher's shop, amid the clear water on the floor and the faint smell of blood, the butcher and the drunkard sat speechless. They had finished saying what needed to be said, but their emotions could not be restored for a while.
Suddenly, the butcher's eyebrows were raised, and the knife in his belt whistled through the air, and was held in his hand, held in front of his face.
His body reacted even faster, and he had already crouched down behind the chopping board, his expression looking extremely solemn, reflected on the shiny surface of the knife.
He felt extremely dangerous. He had also felt that danger during the Momoyama Light Festival a few years ago, and today the danger came again.
The drunkard stood up, his long gown rustling, as if it would disappear in the wind in the next moment.
They all felt the threat from Chang'an City. The direction pointed by the iron arrow was moving slowly in the world. Following the sight of that person.
Who does Ning Que want to shoot?
The city of Yangzhou is full of blood and corpses. The blood has solidified and turned black. The corpses are covered with snow, but they will not rot for a while. The Fuchun River outside the city is also full of blood. Dead people are floating on the originally clear river.
The picture is very shocking.
A sacred chariot is on the bank of the river, facing the direction of Qingxia Gorge.
Hengmu Liren sat cross-legged on the chariot, with no expression on his young face, but everyone could see his pride from the slightly raised corners of his lips and bright eyes.
These days, he is leading the cavalry of the Xiling Temple to kill people in Qinghe County. The beautiful and elegant bridges and flowing water have been dyed red with blood. The green trees in the fields are getting old quickly. It is difficult to see magpies anymore.
All are crows.
He was proud of his deeds and his own strength. He looked at the Qingxia Gorge that was vaguely visible on the horizon in the distance. He spread his hands to face the sky, as if he was pointing.
When Jun Mo shocked the world by fighting one against ten thousand, he was just an inconspicuous woodcutter in the Tianman Courtyard. He regretted that he did not catch up with that battle, and even more regretted that Jun Mo had already broken his arm. So,
What does it feel like to win the battle now?
Thinking like this, regret gradually turned into pride, and all the emotions in Hengmu Liren's body would eventually turn into pride. It was as if it was the mark left by Haotian on him.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and the wind rose from the Fuchun River, carrying a faint smell of blood and blowing down countless heavy curtains in front of the sacred chariot.
One layer of gauze, two layers of gauze, and countless layers of gauze quickly fell down one after another, covering his figure in the deepest place. The subordinates beside the chariot and the devout believers in the fields could no longer see his face, nor share his glory and pride.
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Hengmu Liren didn't like this, but he had to do it. He even had to guard his mind, restrain his breath, and make his Taoist heart as peaceful as a real dry well.
Because if he continues to insist on his arrogance, he will be very worried about being seen by that person. Even if the person can't see it, he will be worried about attracting the other person's attention, so he will find a way to let that person see it, so he must keep a low profile and keep a low profile.
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Is that humility? No, humility is an active virtue, and he is passive and low-key, so this is a humiliation, a complete humiliation.
Deep in the countless layers of veils, Liren Hengmu lowered his head, his young face flushed with anger, his lips moved, and he murmured with indescribable hatred: "If you have the ability, come out, if you have the ability, come out
Come out, come out if you can!..."
After leaving the capital of the Song Dynasty, Long Qing took his subordinates and more than 2,000 cavalrymen from the Xiling Temple to the north, returned to his homeland of Chengjing, and met up with the cavalrymen who had been stationed here all these years.
The affairs of the country are handled by Emperor Yan himself - he has great trust in his brother's ability and has no energy to care about small things. His eyes always stay in the north, on the Eastern Wasteland where he has re-emerged, and on the ghost-like figure.
On the body of a peerless strong man.
Yu Lian's cleanup of the Eastern Wasteland has come to an end. The Xiling Temple has made many attempts in the past few years to stop it, but there is no way. Instead, more experts have been harmed, so in the end, they only cover their good eyes.
Zuo didn't see anything. But he couldn't pretend not to see it, not because the East Wasteland was the place where he re-emerged and had feelings, but because the south of the East Wasteland was the Yan Kingdom. The Huangren tribe moved south again, and the Yan Kingdom was the first to bear the brunt.
The danger of national destruction is imminent.
Suddenly, Long Qing retracted his gaze from the grassland and looked in the direction of Chang'an City. Just a moment ago, he felt a wave of something like divine consciousness passing by in Chengjing City.
Divine consciousness comes from the power of telepathy. No one in the spiritual world can possess such powerful telepathy. Even Liu Bai, who was once the strongest in the world, could not sweep across the entire human world with his telepathy like the roaring Yellow River. So who does that divine consciousness belong to?
?Long Qing knew that it belonged to Ning Que.
Back then, he received Sangsang's divine brilliance, or now he had the entire city of Chang'an as his source. Only Ning Que could perceive an ocean, and his divine consciousness could sweep the entire world.
Long Qing was silent, but he was not as embarrassed as the butcher. He was calm and did not seem to care. He was not ready to escape at any time like an alcoholic, because he could not escape without distance, and because he was not prepared to leave.
The world of spiritual practice was shot by Ning Que with the Thirteen Yuan Arrows, and there were only three people who survived: the chief lecturer of Xuankong Temple, Ye Hongyu, and him.
Among them, he is the only one who has truly experienced the terror of that iron arrow. The hole in his chest and abdomen is still telling the story of that year to this day. He is too familiar with that iron arrow and knows a lot about it.
The thing - even if there is apocalypse, even with the help of Chang'an City, Ning Que can see all over the world, but if he wants to accurately aim at a certain place in the world, he still needs someone to help him locate it. In other words, someone needs to push his target to the extreme.
The pinnacle state.
These were all calculated by Long Qing, so he was not worried, because Mr. Da should have been far away from the world, but he remained silent, after all, it was the Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty.
A gentleman who has nothing to fight for will definitely shoot. The academy attaches great importance to the word "shoot". When Ning Que was about to shoot, the whole world was quiet.
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, no matter how confident and narcissistic the strong man is, no one wants to be his target. That iron arrow may not be enough to kill someone like the butcher, but no one dares to take the risk - that year at the Light Festival, Qinghe County
The strong man in the realm of knowing destiny died, and the old man Cui whose surname was offered in the cloud also died.
They were killed by an arrow.
Ning Que looked at the human world, his eyes moving across the vast wilderness and mountains, and the iron arrow also moved with it, finally landing in the depths of the western wasteland.
There was nothing there, no fighting, and he could not perceive any special light spots in his sea of consciousness. It was too far away, as if it was reaching the end of the world. Even after his consciousness went there, it became extremely faint and very faint.
Hard to tell.
But he still aimed there quietly, because he had to do something. After the viewer disappeared in the wind and snow, and before he left Chang'an City, those things should be done.
As Long Qing calculated, his iron arrows required the cooperation of his senior brother. In front of the imperial palace in Linkang City, he and his senior brother prepared to use this method to kill the drunkard. Although they failed, it also posed a great threat to the drunkard and caused trouble in the aftermath.
There was violent turmoil until Ye Su died in a small courtyard by the East China Sea.
The Yuan Thirteen Arrows in their most powerful state can threaten all strong men, but that requires the entire Chang'an City to provide power and cooperation. However, many people have forgotten that Ning Que used the Iron Arrow for the first time.
When Qianli killed someone, it was not his senior brother who cooperated with him.
That day in the garden by the Fuchun River, Mr. Cui took a step forward and was shocked when he announced his name. The person who released all his realms without hesitation was Jun Mo.
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The wind and snow on the wasteland stopped for a few days, then suddenly fell again, getting bigger and bigger, and gradually became violent. The royal family of the Golden Tent braved the wind and snow and headed south - every adult male in the grassland tribe
They are the best cavalry, and the current Zhenbei Army is resisting hundreds of thousands of elites.
In the western grassland, the wind and snow were equally violent, and all the fine cavalry from the Royal Court on the right tent were out. The cavalry, which had not fought for many years because they were far away from the Central Plains, did not go south to the moon, nor did they risk returning eastward to the terrifying muddy pond, but towards the more distant place.
West - bitter cold climate, difficult food supply
, failed to make people hesitate, because the place they are going to is called Xuankong Temple. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is
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