Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 41: The Way, Long Time No See
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 41: The Way of That, Long Time No See
After Chen Bachi was carried back from outside the tent, no one could believe that he was the commander of the temple cavalry with a serious and bright look. It seems that whether it is an emperor or a saint, as long as he is stripped of his clothes, he is then thorny.
I tore off countless flesh and blood from my back and wrote an inexplicable blood painting, all of which could only be a tragic prisoner.
The Lord Tianyu Secretariat looked at the bloody body on the blanket. The expression on his face did not change at all. He said something calmly and sternly. Of course, the main meaning was to reiterate the teachings of the temple and warn everyone Haotian.
His fair eyes are always on the world, and those who dare to violate will be punished.
Ning Que did not listen to this seriously, because he did not have any disgust towards the great figure of the temple, or wanted to express strong contempt for hypocrisy, because in his opinion, hypocrisy is sometimes a virtue. The reason why he was unable to concentrate on it
Listen, it's because the man lying on the carpet was staring at him.
Chen Bachi, who was bleeding like a river and had a muscle, raised his head with difficulty and stared at Ning Que's eyes without blinking. There was no emotion in his eyes, but it was just indifferent, but it was this indifference,
It deeply revealed his hatred for Ning Que at this moment.
As the commander of the Temple Protector's Divine Army and a powerful man from the Cave Xuan Realm, he has never suffered such humiliation.
He knew that he was not qualified to go to the academy for grudges, and he was even more unlikely to initiate a cold revenge on the other party, but he also believed that the two masters in the Judgment Division, especially Prince Longqing, would definitely stand up for him in the future. So even if it were a matter of fact,
He was already in pain at this time and his mind was a little confused, his eyes were blurred, and he was still staring at Ning Que because he wanted to remember this face and this person clearly.
The matter of horse thieves in the meadow has been declared over as the commander was severely punished by the temple. Therefore, even if Chen Bachi stared at Ning Que, Ning Que had no choice. Ning Que could not be like the gangsters in the west city of Chang'an.
, just because the other party stares at him, he beats others up.
However, Ning Que would not be afraid of anything. He knew the meaning hidden in the cold eyes of the blood man on the ground, so he slowly squatted down, glared back without hesitation, and said, "This commander, Lord,
You stared at me and felt a little eager to see you, but it’s a pity that you can’t kill anyone just by looking at me.”
"You must know that we were in the camp at that time, and we were looking forward to you on the meadow."
Suddenly, he remembered that Master Yan Se had described himself as a true great practitioner, such as someone like the second senior brother. You just need to look at you and you will die. Then he thought that he had to rely on his waist and the academy.
He bullies his reputation with Master, and he will only rely on his power to be unable to develop his power, and he will inevitably feel a little disappointed.
No one could notice that Ning Que was feeling disappointed at this moment. On the contrary, many people in the discussion account were disappointed because of his appearance, especially looking at the miserable situation of the blood and flesh of the commander of the Temple Cavalry, Ning Que was still relentlessly bowing down.
He continued to mock words. In the eyes of disciples of various sects, he, a guy with fresh but ordinary eyes and a nice expression, was really unspeakable. He was just a scum who bullied others with his power.
Aunt Qunimadi could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She slapped her chair heavily and shouted loudly: "Enough!"
Ning Que stood up, looked at Qunimadi, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not enough."
There was a nervous silence in the meeting tent. Everyone looked at this young man with a cute dimples on his cheek when he smiled. He wanted to use a pair of scissors to penetrate the dimples. He thought that the temple had punished his subordinates, everyone
All remained silent, wasn’t this enough?
"When I walked into the tent, I stopped the mountain master from sending a life-and-death battle to you. I interrupted a little rashly. The reason why I did this was because I thought that my aunt, you are old and weak. If the mountain master failed for a moment, he would really hurt you.
He would gossip, but he didn't think she was doing this wrong."
Ning Que looked at the cold expression of the old woman's face that could not be clamped with wrinkles, looked at the anger and contempt in her eyes, thought about the scenes she saw with her own eyes after coming to Yanbei Bianshu, and thought about the old woman bullying others and framed her
, using the power and prestige in his hands to force the girls of the Great River Kingdom into a dangerous place, said with a frown:
"I just think I should ask first. When the ration team camp was besieged by horse thieves, the temple cavalry kept holding their troops and watched coldly. Aunt, you were also on the meadow. Do you know? If you knew, why didn't you care?"
Before the voice spread, he quickly continued to ask: "The temple was punishing subordinates before. Aunt, you said enough... Do you also care about the matters of the temple? If you care, why don't you care about it on the meadow that day?"
Ning Que stared at Qunimadi's slightly muscular eyes, his tone was extremely serious, of course he was not joking. His confusion seemed gentle, his words were neither too fast nor too slow, but his meaning was very tough.
Aunt Qu Nimadi trembled all over her anger. She never expected that after Commander Chen Bachi paid such a bloody price, the new disciple of the back mountain of the academy actually ignored the seniority and wanted to teach herself a lesson!
The Tianyu Secretariat frowned slightly. In his opinion, even though Ning Que was the master of the Master, it might represent the attitude of the back mountain of the academy, the temple had already expressed harmony with the humiliation and blood of a strong man. If Ning Que
If the war really spreads to Aunt Qunimadi, that is something that the temple must not allow.
The relationship between Daoquan and Yuelun King's True King's True, Aunt Qunimadi's seniority in the world of cultivation, and the power of the Buddha Sect behind her, are destined to maintain her dignity.
So Lord Si took a very casual look at the direction of Nanjin Jiange.
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Both the Master and the second floor of the academy rarely walk in the world, but the world's practice sects still respect the academy very much because there are many legends that have been circulated a long time ago, and these legends have been passed down in various sects.
Through generations, a certain fixed pattern of thinking has been formed, and the distance not only produces beauty, but also makes it easy to feel awe. The Master has not been seen in the world for a long time and the back mountain has not been seen for a long time, and I feel more and more mysterious and profound.
Now I finally saw a disciple on the second floor of the academy, but it was not surprising that I could not sniff the wind when I opened my lips, and could not sniff the rain when I raised my hands. Instead, I was extremely proud and mean, and the respect caused by mysteries and profoundness naturally faded.
They are the sword masters of the Southern Jin Dynasty. They have the sword saint Liu Bai, who is recognized as the most powerful person in the world. They are extremely proud of themselves. They also know that this man named Ning Que is the culprit of killing a senior brother last year. Respect is more like hatred.
More appropriate.
Of course, the Tianyu Seiji did not let any Nanjin sword master jump out and destroy Ning Que. Nanjin sword master would not make such a stupid move, just think about Taoshan being killed.
The legend knows that even if the sword saint Liu Bai is here in person, he will not offend the academy for no reason.
A Nanjin sword master said in a deep voice: "Mr. Thirteen, you are not a member of the temple, why should you take care of the temple?"
The eyes of Master Si and the sword master of Nanjin have no respect for Ning Que, only hatred, gathered together, but only a question and rebuttal. Of course, under the premise that no one in the account dares to question the academy, this is also considered
brave.
This sentence is naturally directed at Ning Que's attack on Aunt Que's aunt Qunimadi.
Ning Que glanced at the Nanjin sword master, shook his head and said, "Are you idiot?"
As soon as he said that, he was stunned.
Sangsang once asked him if he felt that everyone else outside of him was idiots. He said that it was because there were always many idiots doing idiots. His favorite thing was to do in front of Sangsang.
He cursed countless people as idiots in the world, such as the Tang Dynasty princess. He once eavesdropped on the imperial study and gave birth to the warm feeling of a fellow disciple. He once cursed idiots with Chen Pipi on the letter paper.
But... When he started practicing and entered the back mountain and gradually walked on the road to becoming a big man, he rarely had such a direct and stern way, so at this time he felt so familiar and missed the idiot who had not seen for a long time.
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He looked at the sword master of Nanjin and smiled, and continued in a gentle voice: "Idiot, my master Yan Se is the great priest of the Xiling Temple. He is on par with the three great thrones of the Tianyu Guangming Judgment. I am the only one of him
The successor, seeing someone ruining the reputation of the temple, if he ignores it, wouldn’t he let down his master’s earnest teachings and be ashamed of Haotian?”
At this time, most people will probably turn around and ask the Tianyu Session Secretary: Sir, do you think I can control it or not? However, Ning Que didn't ask because he knew that being arrogant and taking advantage was not a mistake, but being arrogant was too arrogant.
Cheap can only make you more trouble. At present, the head of the Tianyu Department is obviously on par with the same view. He has been hunting in Minshan for many years and is very clear about how to do it when he meets a tiger and bear companion. How can he do it more than that?
The Nanjin sword master was full of courage and determination, and was blocked by Ning Que's casual words. No one in the field questioned whether he was qualified to care about the affairs of the temple. Although the whole world knew about the Xiling Temple.
The confirmation of the two great priests of the South Gate of Haotian Dao was based on political considerations, but if you question this matter at this time, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face of the Xiling Temple?
Aunt Qunimadi's face was extremely dark. She stared at Ning Que's eyes, her body trembled slightly, and suddenly she laughed hoarsely and said sternly: "A woman doesn't serve her two husbands, but a disciple bows to her.
After two masters, I didn't ask Yan Se. If I met Master in the future, I would ask him what he was thinking. Could it be that for such a naughty and despicable disciple, I would lose the 100-year-old Qing Dynasty.
reputation?"
Although there is no clear statement, the hidden meaning in the words is to point directly to the two masters. Although Ning Que has not seen the Master yet, he has not seen the mountains have lived in the mountains for many years. How can anyone be allowed to be so arrogant?
Moreover, he knew that he could not cure this shameless old woman today. He was dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to deal with the other party. He didn't expect that the other party would come to the door at this time. How could he not kick him hard?
Ning Que's smile slowly faded away and said calmly: "You asked my teacher before who is and said you would teach me a lesson on my behalf. Now you know who my teacher is, but you seem to have to teach him a lesson."
He slapped the table next to him with a heavy palm. The table was almost overturned, the tea cup was blown away, and the tea was splashed all over the sky!
Ning Que pointed to Qunimadi's nose, turned his face like a book, and said furiously: "Based on seniority, you old lady want to call me uncle! Do you actually want to teach me a lesson? Do you understand what it means to be long
Young people! You want to ask the Master? The Master is someone like you who can see him as soon as you want to see him? Do you want to teach the Master a lesson? Do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?”
Previously, the commander of the Temple Cavalry Mu Ran stared at Ning Que, thinking that this was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.
At this time, Qunimadi stretched out her trembling finger and pointed at Ning Que, thinking that this was a humiliation she had never suffered in her life. However, just like the quiet court at this time, the old woman only spent a short time.
Time knew that he could not get back this humiliation today because Ning Que had no reason to her.
Ning Que is unreasonable.
He only talks about seniority.
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As the sister of the Lord of Yuelun, Qunimadi is extremely powerful and has a very high seniority in the Buddhist sect. In the past few decades, she has defeated her with her strength when she meets someone who is not as strong as her.
A strong person is suppressed by his seniority, and no matter who he is, he has to give her some face, so he is invincible and gradually develops such a temperament. In the better part, he is jealous of evil, but in fact he is arrogant.
Cold, narrow-minded.
No matter what, she never thought that someone would use this method to deal with him, and she could only listen honestly, because according to her usual habits of speaking and acting, the other party was not wrong.
The Master's seniority is indeed very high. Even the old woman with the highest seniority in the Buddhist sect is only two generations away. If this is said, if strict requirements are required, she would indeed respectfully call him Uncle Ning Que.
She humiliated her uncle and questioned her master's ancestor... This seemed to be no different from bullying his master and destroying his master.
Qu Nimadi was so angry that she was a little confused. She vaguely seemed to see those who had been suppressed by her seniority over the years, and she didn't dare to raise her head if she didn't even scold her.
My fellow practitioners, wondering if they will suffer the same humiliation today?
She stared at Ning Que, the thin old hand hanging outside her sleeve trembled violently, and there was a strong fluctuation of heaven and earth energy in the tent.
Ning Que raised his face and looked at her from a high point, with his hands calmly behind him, and there was no trace of breath fluctuation on his body.
Nothing needs to be said, but everything is clearly expressed.
You hit me, you hit me, do you dare to kill me? If you are really crazy and dare to hit me in front of so many people, I don’t have to use my senior brother and second brother like this.
It’s a big killer weapon, you just need to send the old twelve Chen Pipi over and take care of you at a glance.
Who made your respected aunt not yet enter the realm?
Ning Que looked at her and shook his head, sighed and said, "As a powerful Buddha Sect, I don't know how thick my life paper is. No wonder I am old and not very virtuous, and I have not been able to know my destiny until today."
Although Qunimadi is a royal family, she has a firm and strong cultivation, noble status, noble seniority, and strong strength. The most painful and regretful thing in her life is that she cannot overcome that high threshold.
With the excitement, she was about to escape from anger and was on the verge of an outbreak, but she knew she could not attack Ning Que here, so she kept forcibly suppressing her, but at the end she heard such a sentence!
Aunt Qunimadi forced her to swallow the blood that was about to gush out of her dry lips, and used the last Qingming Festival to make her eyes dark. She didn't know whether it was true or not, so she fell backwards.
There was a burst of exclamation in the venue.
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