Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 76: Enchanted (1)
The old monk looked at Ning Que with a gentle expression and said with a smile:... It seems that you have never heard of me...
Ning Que was slightly stunned and said, "Everyone must have heard of you?"
The old monk struggled to squeeze out a self-deprecating smile on his face as thin as a ghost, and said, "It may sound a bit ridiculous, but I think that just decades have passed, the younger generation should always remember my name.
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Ning Que didn't know what to say. Looking at the cold gaze cast by Ye Hongyu, he saw the helplessness in Mo Shanshan's dark eyes, thinking to himself whether this Liansheng God's throne said the truth?
"If you know my story, you should know that I realized the truth at Lanke Temple. I once served as the first lecturer in the Hangk Temple. I passed the temple twice and failed, but in the end I became a ruling priest, but I miss you two.
Small
The girl probably won't know that I almost became the great priest of the Demon Sect.
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The old monk looked softly at the young man in this year who could not hide his shock and said slowly: "Since the Demon Sect can penetrate into the Central Plains countries, the Buddhist and Taoist sects in the Central Plains naturally have similar methods, so don't be too surprised."
"Looking back on my life, I have experienced so many things myself, even if I think about it late at night, I feel it is wonderful, but when I think about it carefully, the most proud thing in my life is to have a person like Ke Haoran
Friend, ask me why I want Ke Haoran to die?"
The old monk looked at Ning Que with a compassionate expression, but slightly awkward: "Because he is my best friend, I know his earth-shaking skills better than anyone else: When I was young, I traveled with him in the mountains and fields.
After a few years, I saw him again and was shocked to find that his ability was getting bigger and bigger, and he was getting closer to the dark night."
"My friends have many friends. What I want to do is a friend Li You. The greater the ability of Ke Haoran, the less I can accept his change in his view of the world. So I will do anything, even if it is a big problem, I will make it better.
He dragged into this bloody storm, I would rather him die with the Demon Sect than he would fall into the Demonic Way."
Listening to these long-lasting but still thrilling past events, the room fell into a dead silence, Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan lowered their heads subconsciously. The girl Fu Master vaguely heard a few words related to this incident from the teacher, and Dao Chi has lived in Xiling for a long time
The temple is even more clear about Mr. Ke’s story than most people in the world.
Ning Que has never heard of it. Through the indirect retelling of the senior brother and sister in Houshan, the image of the junior uncle is always so tall and proud. Holding a green steel sword in his hand, he scolds the sky and cursing the earth invincible. How can he be as tall as the image of the Demon Sect?
Connect.
His eyebrows raised, looked at Master Liansheng and asked, "How could my junior uncle be possessed by the devil?"
The old monk sighed and said, "The devil is hidden from the heart, and anyone can become a demon.
Ning Que is not a typical Tang people, but he still retains a lot of Tang people's demeanor in his bones. He doesn't believe this or the saying at all. He shook his head and said calmly and affirmatively: "My uncle is invincible in the world, and his strength and spirit are the best in the world.
If you are powerful and do not need external help, how can you practice any magical skills?"
The old monk said with a gentle expression: "He has never practiced the Demon Sect's martial arts. As you said, he does not need the help of the Demon Sect's martial arts at all, but you don't know that people like Ke Haoran are like the bright light thousands of years ago.
The priest, he will not be confused by external things and external causes, but will go astray because of his own thoughts. When his view of the world changes essentially, he will begin to deviate from the brilliance of Haotian and towards the night.
Walking away."
Ning Que was stunned and said, "I don't understand..."
Hearing this honest or slutty answer, the old monk laughed, shook his head very slowly, and then gradually curled his smile, looking at him calmly and said, "Once, when he picked up the scratch."
By the time, he had become a demon."
Ning Que asked, "Haoran Sword?"
The old monk silently flatters
Ning Que remembered the book Haoran sword he had read in the old place. He thought about the second senior brother taught his own wiping technique in the back mountain of the academy. After the silent slice, he shook his head and said, "Haoran wiping has nothing to do with the magic sect's martial arts.
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The old monk looked at him and said with a smile: "People only know Haoran's sword, but not Haoranqi. If you have the opportunity to understand what Haoranqi is in the future, you will probably know why I said that."
Ning Que vaguely understood something. It was probably because the uncle of the junior master was so powerful that he had in the past. In order to make a breakthrough or to enter the philosophical wise, he created his own priest like the great master of light thousands of years ago.
, and this Haoranqi is something that Haotian does not allow to exist, just like the magic of the Demon Sect.
"I still don't understand."
Ning Que looked at the old monk in Baigu Mountain and smiled and said, "Anyway, I don't believe that uncle is a devil:"
This is unreasonable. Anyway, whether it is Tangren or the academy, what he is best at is unreasonable. He thought that after all, it was the dusty past decades ago. What can you do to me even if you are the Lotus God's throne?
"Mr. Ke did indeed enter the devil's path later."
Ye Hongyu suddenly spoke, looked back at Ning Que and said, "I ended up being punished by heaven and died."
Ning Que was stunned, then jumped up like a wild cat with his tail, and cursed: "Punish ***!"
Listening to such unpleasant swear words, Ye Hongyu was strangely not furiously fighting back, but looked at him with a complicated expression, and said after the silence film: "Mr. Jing Ke, I, keep your life for the time being..."
Looking at her reaction, Ning Que suddenly understood that the other party was telling the truth.
The second senior brother in the back mountain of the academy said that the uncle was dead, but he did not say how the uncle died. Whether it was the master Yan Se or other practitioners he met, no one had ever mentioned that there was another one in the academy.
A junior uncle.
It turned out that the uncle of the junior teacher left the world in this way.
The junior uncle is the idol of the second senior brother, and the second senior brother is Ning Que's idol, so the junior uncle is his biggest idol. Unfortunately, he has only heard some words in the wind, so he has no clear appearance, but is only faintly in the distance.
pride.
Now that I came to the wasteland, I felt the aura of pride and confident among the vast Tianqi Mountains…” Uncle Master came alive in his spiritual world… He followed that breath through the mountains,
Entering the green valley, breaking through the realm by the lake, pursuing enlightenment, stepping firmly and confidently across the towers, and coming to the mountain gate of the Demon Sect.
Here, he finally heard the story of the uncle of the junior master and guessed the end of the story. He was shocked and sad... and suddenly realized that this was a natural story progress. A proud and confident person like the uncle of the junior master...
When there is no existence in the world covered by the sky, he will naturally pull out the sword by his waist... pointing to the sky above his head:
But, after all, can man still not overcome nature?
Ning Que stood silently between the mountains of Gu, confused and did not know how to speak.
The old monk calmed down in the mountain of Siberian Bone. From the time he heard that Ke Haoran was killed by the devil, he fell into absolute silence as if he had been in the past decades... A trace of compassion gradually appeared on his face as thin as a skeleton.
Buddha's light
"After all I'm dead."
The old monk lowered his head and sighed, unable to hear whether he was admiring or sad. With this sigh, his body, which was as thin as a skeleton, suddenly loosened. I don't know if it was spraying from the cracks of the bones or from the ragged monk's robe.
And come out.
After the story of the dusty story, it was the turn of grudges, love and hatred in the present world. All the things in the world always revolve in such a boring cycle... Ye Hongyu's naked legs were slightly tense, and he held the leap on his waist with his right hand.
Skate.
Ning Que suddenly woke up, looked at her back and frowned slightly, and said quickly: "Master Liansheng is in such a state, are you in a hurry to do something now... In my opinion, it is better to rescue the master first: "
The old monk slowly raised his head, looked at the young man calmly and compassionately, and said with a smile: "I am a self-bound person... If I don't want to come out myself, who can get out of my trap?"
Ye Hongyu knew that Ning Que wanted to delay time... He held the hilt of the sword silently. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw the Lotus God in the White Bone Mountain watching him slowly shook his head, and his heart was slightly stern.
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The old monk smiled and said, "I have avoided here to save the bones from being atone for decades, and will never leave the outside world to fight and kill. Why do you children have to let me see these again? There are bones in front of you, so why do you have to create killing karma again?"
Ye Hongyu was puzzled. When the legendary Lotus Sheng was still a great master of the Buddha Sect, he had a sudden murder in front of the temple leader and the powerful. Whenever he had thought, he became angry with the Buddha's son. How could this be the case now?
A kind and ungrateful monk?
However, looking at the compassionate, gentle and peaceful gaze in her eyes, even if she is as strong as her spirit, she can't help but feel relaxed in her body and mind, and she can no longer have the slightest desire to compete for strength. Her right hand slowly let go of the stroke
noodle:
The old monk said gently: "I never thought that the Demon Sect Mountain Gate would be opened on this day. If the mountain gate is opened, you can come in at the age of your age. I believe that they are also very outstanding young people in the world today. Let young people like you listen to these things.
The boring old story is indeed a torture, but thinking about you is the future of practicing the right path in the world. I really want you to keep listening to this story with your temper."
Listening to this, Ye Hongyu didn't think about it, and sat back on the ground after saluting.
Mo Shanshan sat cross-legged and quietly on the ground.
Ning Que can not fight against Dao Chi, let alone let him tell the story for three days and three nights, and he will not have any objections, so he said sincerely: "Please give me advice...
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Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, feeling very disgusted with the shamelessness of this person.
"The bloody case of Lanke Temple is done by the Temple Judgment Office. Only a few people in the Temple and I knew it was done by the Demon Sect. When we were about to find a suitable opportunity to tell Ke Haoran, he had already seen the matter in advance
The truth, of course, is just the first level of truth to the truth, to be honest, I still don’t know how he saw the work…”
"I felt very comforted when I watched him ride a donkey to the shore of Daming Lake that day, watching him wave his hand to disperse the lake water, and watching him pull his sword and cut off the pile, because I thought my plan was about to succeed:"
The old monk paused for a long time when he said this, and then continued to whisper: "Because I thought at that time that he destroyed the Demon Sect or was killed by the Demon Sect, he would never have the chance to be possessed by the Demon Sect in this life, and I would have done it all.
Friendship:”
Ning Que thought that it would be a disaster for eight lifetimes to have a friend like you.
The old monk said with unrepentance and pain: "However, I have never seen anyone kill like this in my life:"