Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 40: Thorny Staff exhale a little
(I have finished revising the previous chapter, so it should be more detailed. This chapter is Saturday. Because I have to go out during the day, I stayed up late to write it and sent it regularly. I wish you all a happy weekend.)
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Just like Qu Nimadi's Anjing after asking this sentence before, it is not that no one does not believe what Ning Que said, but that no one dares not believe what Ning Que said. The reason is also the same simple, not because Ning Que has so much.
He has a reputation of lofty and holy, but because he ranks thirteenth in the back mountain of the academy, and there is a gentleman named Master.
For people in the world, the Xiling Temple is naturally the most sacred and solemn place, while the academy in the southern suburbs of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty is the most noble place. The Imperial Imperial cavalry of the Tang Dynasty is a great reason for the harmony of the country and the internal affairs are harmonious.
Most of the court and the princesses have a background in academy education, so ordinary academy is already a giant, let alone the legendary second-story academy?
On the second floor are the disciples of the Master. Those people rarely walk in the world and gradually become legendary figures. However, once they appear, they can be despised by kings and princes, weak princes, even against leaders of various sects and even big figures in the temple.
All can compete with each other. Who has the courage to jump out and question a person like this?
Moshan Mountain once told his classmates in the hot springs by the blue sea that fame is the most powerful thing, and strength always lies only in the power itself, just as the brush and ink always lies only in the brush and ink itself, so today's debate about the meadow horse thief in the discussion tent,
The true emotions in everyone's hearts were biased towards the disciples of Mochiyuan. She was also famous all over the world, but standing opposite her was the temple and the Yuelun Kingdom, so no one believed it, and could not believe it.
The person who spoke the same words at this time was Ning Que. Behind him were the two unattainable mountains, the Master and the Tang Empire. Then, the person who spoke the most powerfully in the tent was him.
The exclamation finally broke out. The people in the deliberation account looked at Ning Que and were shocked and didn't know how to speak. They could only make a sound of suppressing but couldn't help but sigh. Then, all the sounds disappeared again, and the account was again
Returning to the previous silent state, except for the sound of breathing that became a little rapid.
For practitioners of various sects, Ning Que is definitely not a strange name, although the other party seemed to have entered the world of cultivation with a beautiful vitality in a manner that no one expected this spring.
Under the instruction of the Grand Priest of the Judgment, the Temple has been promoting his name, so all the Haotian believers in the world soon learned that there was a man named Ning Que who once helped another rich man in the Chunfeng Pavilion in Chang'an City overnight
The legendary strong man killed a monk from Yuelun Kingdom and a sword master from Nanjin. People all over the world knew that this man named Ning Que defeated the dazzling and perfect in the competition on the second floor of the academy.
If the Son of God is Prince Longqing.
What shocked the world even more was that everyone knew that this name, Ning Que, appeared on the seven volumes of the heavenly book. Although no one had read that volume of heavenly book, and although many people had doubts about it, since
This news was only spread into the world with the consent of the Xiling Temple, so I think it would not be false.
Just entered the second floor of the academy and became the successor of the divine talisman master. He was even more qualified to write his name on the heavenly book. Such a shaking experience could not shock the young practitioners of various sects in the tent and be afraid.
And envy it?
I don’t know if it was because of the old things that happened overnight in Chunfeng Pavilion, as well as the dead in the old things, the disciples of Jiange of the Southern Jin Dynasty and the monks of Baita Temple in Yuelun Kingdom, who were still a bit hostile to the point of being respectful and envious.
The most shocking person was actually a disciple of Mo Chiyuan. The Tmall girl's face was slightly red and she stared at Ning Que in a daze. Her bright eyes were filled with joy and incredible expressions. The girls covered her lips tightly, but she didn't.
Screaming out of shock.
They thought Ning Que was just an ordinary student in the academy, but they didn't expect that they would be the Master's personal disciple. When they met in the hot springs and the time when they walked side by side in the wasteland to kill the enemy, they couldn't believe their ears.
After hearing the name, Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que's eyes slightly stagnated. The pair of pen-holders in her sleeves, which were as stable as Xiushan's hands trembled a little. Her dull and slightly round cheeks still had no expression, but her eyebrows and eyes.
Suddenly, she looked a little tired. She inserted the small sword in her hand back to Zhu Zhihua's waist. She sat back in the chair silently, her scattered gaze seemed a little confused, and she never looked at Ning Que again.
Ning Que did not notice the subtle changes in the girl's emotions at this time. After sitting down next to General Shu Cheng, he didn't say anything more, but just looked at the Lord Tianyu Secretariat.
Because he did not look at Qunimadi again, the noble aunt's expression became more gloomy and ugly.
The Tianyu Secretariat didn't look at Qu Nimadi. He looked at the snow-white silver hair falling in front of him, and suddenly smiled slightly, made a quick decision, looked at Ning Que and said, "Mr. Thirteen, see how to deal with this matter.
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Hearing the title of Mr. Thirteen, Ning Que was slightly stunned. He thought that this great figure in the temple had already known his identity at the Yanbei border. Then he thought of another thing and realized what it was.
Once upon a time there was a mountain, a academy in the mountain, and a master in the academy, who was the highest person... This passage may be just a rumor to people in the world, but for the great people in the world of cultivation, especially like a temple.
For those who know many historical secrets, such as Lord Si, there is a truth that does not need to be doubted at all.
The Master’s high, of course, does not mean that he grows tall. Although he grows tall, it does not only refer to his high moral articles and ideological level, but also to his high seniority.
According to the childhood memories of the Master Haotian and the Elder of Lanke Temple, the Master has lived at least 100 years old. According to the Master’s self-deprecating words, living for a long time will always take advantage, such as what kind of seniority is it?
So in this world, there is no longer anyone with the same generation as the Master.
Even those of the same generation as the disciples of the Master are believed to be dead. Therefore, when Master Yan Se talked to his second senior brother Jun Mo on the back mountain of the academy that day, there was a struggle for generations, so whether it was the temple or the Buddha sect.
When talking about the people behind the academy, the great figures never call them according to the seniority of the righteous sect.
The academy itself also has this problem. The age difference between the front yard and the back mountain is too big. In order to avoid the indescribable embarrassment, a habit of title has been formed. The teachers in the front yard call the back mountain people according to the age and the young.
The preface is called Mr. Mi, such as Mr. Grand and Mr. Second. This habit gradually spread outside the academy, but because the people in the back mountain basically did not appear much, and probably only the big people in the temple still remember this rule.
Therefore, Ning Que is Mr. Thirteenth.
Whether in the military camp or in the world of strong practitioners.
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Ning Que is not a typical Tang man, but he has been in the army since he was a child. Although he is no longer the small patriarch of the border town, he still retains a lot of this atmosphere. What he hates most in his life are the miscellaneous things he does not support his fellow comrades and the robbery of military merits. In Dongsheng
The village knew that the Temple Cavalry had snatched the military achievements of Bishui Camp, and went into the wasteland and experienced that bloody battle. He had no fondness for the Temple Cavalry. In addition, since he was Mr. Thirteen, he could not help but have some thirteen energy, so he knew that the sky was
The Yushiji wanted to hear the answer, but still did not follow the other party's wishes.
The head of the Tianyu Secretariat fell silent.
As an important figure in the temple, he should naturally maintain the people in the temple. However, in recent years, the two celebrities, Si Lian's debut and Longqing, have expanded their strength rapidly. In addition, because the secret matter of the Guangming Si must be low-key, Si Cong
He was extremely arrogant when he was young. As the chief of the Tianyu Department, he had long been dissatisfied with the reputation of the academy. Today's matter would be lacking to protect the reputation of the academy. He followed the trend and was considered to maintain the reputation of the bright and fair temple. He was not afraid of
Being criticized by others will damage the dignity of the temple, and you don’t care about being criticized by Dao Chi and others afterwards.
With a determined heart, he looked at Ning Que and smiled and said, "Chief of the Temple Cavalry Commander Chen Bachi was responsible for forty thorny rods, and he asked to ruling that the Sei Shenhou would be removed from his post. The cavalry who belonged to him was punished for half a year after returning to Taoshan. What do you think?"
This punishment does not include Qunimadi, nor does Huazi and the students of Tianyu Academy. However, it is natural that even the heads of Tianyu Academy will not make any decision.
Ning Que knew that it was impossible to ask for more, and nodded gently, so he naturally did not forget to praise the bright and righteous side of the temple. At this time, he did not have the reserve of his disciples.
General Shu Cheng gently stroked his beard and expressed his agreement, so the matter came to the final conclusion. When discussing, no one asked Qunimadi's opinion at all.
Qunimadi, who was sitting next to Tianyusi's seat, had dark faces, and her dry hands holding the chair's hands were trembling constantly. Naturally, she was not afraid of anything, but she was about to be unable to suppress the anger in her heart.
Listening to the forty-spinning stick, Chen Bachi, the head of the temple cavalry, instantly turned extremely pale.
The thorn stick is a special instrument for fines inside the temple. It is a pillar of black pine wood, with fine steel thorns wrapped around it. It is said that the first ruling priest countless years ago was the first ruling priest who carried this thorn for twenty years before he realized Hao Tianzhen.
Yi. As a subordinate of the Judgment Department, he certainly knew this legend and even more so how much pain this thorn rod would bring to people.
In the past few years, he has followed Prince Longqing to inspect and arrest the remnants of the Demon Sect and the evil people of the apostate. He once used his thorn stick to beat the evil people to death. He has seen the blood flowers blooming on his back and the tendons are entangled into
Ma Teng didn't expect that such an encounter would happen to him one day.
He is a master of the Dongxuan Realm and has an important position in the Judgment Department. However, the temple is very strict. Since the Lord of the Tianyu Department made a decision, he not only dared not resist, but also did not dare to speak out the rebuttal and protest.
He gritted his teeth tightly and honestly let the temple manager drag him out.
The practitioners of the Dongxuan Realm are very powerful, but their bodies are no different from those of ordinary people. Shortly after the heavy muffled attack sounded outside the tent, Chen Bachi, the commander of the Temple Cavalry, finally couldn't help but feel miserable pain.
Howling. He wanted to grit his teeth and not shout, not to let the Judgment Secret embarrassment, but under the Judgment Secret's thorny staff, even if he bit his teeth all over his mouth, he could not resist the severe pain.
Listening to the muffled sound of the thorny stick falling heavily on the back of the flesh, listening to the howls, and even vaguely hearing the hissing of the thin steel wire of the thorny stick hooking out the fleshy tendons, the people in the meeting tent couldn't help but feel a little cold in their bodies.
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Listening to these voices, the girls in the Great River Country pursed their lips tightly. Thinking of their junior brother who died under the meadow, I felt that their minds had been depressed for many days. Finally, I felt a little relieved. I couldn't help but look at Ning Que not far away, with his eyes full of