For a country, chronology is like everyone's name. It may not be loud, but it must be there. Therefore, all countries in the world have their own chronology, which can really be remembered by the people and can be effectively used in daily life.
There have been only two types of chronology for thousands of years.
Time passed and we came to the 16th year of Tianqi in the Tang Dynasty, which was the 3447th year of the Xiling Great Rule. In the spring of this year, many stories happened.
The Taoist madman Ye Hongyu finally returned after leaving the Xiling Temple for a full year. Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, she killed Chen Bachi and then walked into the black Judgment Temple.
The moment she stepped into the temple, an extremely majestic voice sounded from the depths of the hall. The huge sound wave hit the wall made of black boulders, shattering into countless tiny and harsh things, like sharp steel needles.
It came in front of her and enveloped her body.
"You are the first person to betray the temple and dare to come back. Are you here to receive punishment?"
The majestic voice, like ten thousand steel needles, pierced the eardrums. Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, but had no reaction. He just looked into the depths of the temple with an indifferent expression.
There is an extremely dazzling bead curtain deep in the temple. Behind the bead curtain, you can vaguely see the huge blood-colored ink jade throne, and you can see the majestic figure on the throne like the sea.
Just like in the past years, the voice that sounded from the black jade throne stirred up cold divine power, overlooking the contempt of everything in the world, and today it even contained some mockery.
Ye Hongyu's faith is extremely pious and truly pious, so she doesn't think that leaving the Xiling Temple represents betrayal at all, but she doesn't want to make any excuses for the voice behind the curtain at this time. She just wants to walk to that door.
Before leaving the bead curtain, finish what you plan to do.
That's what she thought, so she did it.
She walked quietly towards the Judgment Temple, her green Taoist robe slowly fluttering on the black smooth ground, like a green leaf walking in the dark night, inconspicuous but very eye-catching.
A priest from the Adjudication Department stood next to the stone pillar, looked at her and shouted sternly: "How presumptuous!"
Another priest from the Judgment Department shouted angrily: "How outrageous!"
More priests came out, and their red robes swelled like blood on the vast black ground. However, they gathered together into a lake of blood, and angry and cold scoldings kept ringing out: "Presumptuous!"
The thunderous scolding did not change Ye Hongyu's expression at all. She was still so calm and indifferent, and the distance between each step was exactly the same.
Ye Hongyu's belief in Haotian is impeccable, but she is not one of those foolish believers who burst into tears when she sees the temple. Except for Haotian, nothing else can make her respect her. So when she faced the headmaster and
She did not choose to give in to the pressure from the Judgment God's Throne, but resolutely left the Xiling Temple, even at the expense of being accused of being a traitor to the Taoist sect. Therefore, she will return to the Xiling Temple today and walk towards the bead curtain.
She was originally a very arrogant person, and all she did was extremely arrogant, so how could these red-clothed priests in the black temple scold her for being arrogant, and how could she be moved at all?
She walked deeper into the temple.
The priests of the Judgment Department who were wearing blood-like robes were extremely angry, their whole bodies were shaking with anger, and their faces were red. However, the strange thing was that no one dared to stop her or take action against her.
Ye Hongyu walked into the crowd of priests. The priests retreated with horror on their faces and made way for a passage. It was like a green leaf falling into a bloody and murderous lake. The water parted and receded toward the shore, not daring to touch the green leaf.
Finally, she walked from outside the temple to the bead curtain.
She stopped and looked calmly. Behind the curtain, she saw the great ruling priest Mo Yu sitting on the throne, resting his chin on his hands, as if he was thinking about some complicated issue.
Ye Hongyu bowed her head and saluted, her expression calm and calm, just like the scene when she came to the temple every time before going to the wasteland and met the Judgment God's Seat behind the curtain.
Saluting means respect, bowing your head means obedience.
The ruling priest raised his head slightly, his cold and powerful gaze fell on her through the bead curtain, and said plainly and without doubt: "Kneel down."
This voice was not very loud, but it made the red-robed priests who were in a confused mood wake up and think about many things. The anger and dissatisfaction caused by their dignity being slighted and provoked suddenly overwhelmed the name Dao Chi in the past few years.
The prestige left to them.
Even if you meet the opportunity to repeat your strength, even if you are still the terrible Taoist idiot you were back then, this is the Temple of Judgment, and behind the bead curtain is the invincible Judgment Seat. What else can you do except kneel down?
They raised their arms, pointed at Ye Hongyu who had his head lowered in front of the bead curtain, and yelled in unison: "Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
These voices, either angry or excited, cold or cruel, gradually merged together and became extremely neat, reverberating like thunder in the quiet black temple.
When Ye Hongyu was still a Taoist idiot, she had never knelt in front of the beaded curtain, even if there was the Judgment God's Seat behind the curtain. Later, when she was not a Taoist idiot, she had knelt down once in front of the beaded curtain. That kneeling was deliberately done by the Judgment Temple.
The pressure and infinite humiliation imposed on her. From that day on, she swore that unless she could gain the strength not to kneel again, she would never step into the Temple of Judgment again.
Today she walked into the Temple of Judgment, so of course she would not kneel down again.
"I only kneel to those who are worthy of my kneeling," Ye Hongyu said.
Behind the curtain, the ruling priest slowly sat upright and said indifferently: "For example?"
Ye Hongyu said: "For example, Haotian, such as the temple master, such as the headmaster, such as the Oracle throne, such as the Lotus throne, but in these examples, your name is not included in the throne."
The ruling priest said coldly: "How dare you compare me with that demon Liansheng!"
Ye Hongyu said: "You are not as good as the Lotus God Seat. It is really inappropriate to compare you with him."
The ruling priest suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of violence and cruelty: "Don't think that the heaven is protecting you, and don't think that because you have an elder brother, I really don't dare to kill you! Don't forget this place.
It’s the Judgment Temple, and we have special rules given by Haotian!”
Ye Hongyu raised his head and said with an indifferent expression: "The anger of the judgment should be transformed into Haotian's divine fire, but the anger of the throne of God can now only be transformed into laughter. It is really ridiculous."
There was a soft cry from behind the curtain, because as Ye Hongyu raised her head, the ruling priest discovered something very unexpected and interesting, so he decided to let her live.
"I didn't expect that you not only restored the realm, but even successfully broke through it. It really exceeded my expectations. You know the rules of the Judgment Temple very well, so come back and be the leader again."
.........The Temple of Judgment punishes the world on behalf of Haotian, and adheres to extremely realistic and cold rules. Strength represents everything, and the weak should be bullied. Regardless of power or rank, it is only related to the strength of the strength. If you
If you are no longer strong, then you are no longer qualified to have a position of power, and you should not even be alive anymore. If you become strong again, then you can have a position of power again.
Ye Hongyu was forced to fall out of trouble in the wasteland. Her strength was severely damaged and there was no hope of recovery. So she saw the coldness and endured a lot of humiliation. Now that she has recovered and even has stronger strength, then she has
Although he has no qualifications to be humiliated anymore, can those things in the past be erased by the ruling priest with just one sentence, as if they had never happened?
For people outside the Judgment Temple, this is unimaginable, but for those in the Judgment Temple, it is a matter of course. The priests in red robes quickly stopped after listening to the order from the Judgment God.
After scolding Ye Hongyu, he calmly stepped aside.
In the view of these priests of the Judgment Temple, what Ye Hongyu asked for was nothing more than these words from the throne of God.
The Great Priest of Xiling Temple is known as the Supreme Priest under Haotian and above the throne of God, and his status is extremely respected. Even the headmaster cannot question him at will. How can he apologize to a mortal? The Grand Priest of Judgment agreed that Ye Hongyu should return to the temple and let her continue to serve as the adjudicator.
The Chief Secretary is already tolerant enough.
The Temple of Judgment has never been a tolerant place.
Ye Hongyu is not a tolerant person either.
After hearing the words of the ruling priest, she smiled slightly.
At this moment when the beautiful face showed a smile, many pictures appeared in front of Ye Hongyu's eyes.
On the Yanming Lake in the wind and snow, Ning Que pulled out the simple sword unbelievably under the powerful iron spear. However, using the knife as a sword, it was natural that it stabbed Xiahou's abdomen unstoppably.
In the stone room of Xiling Temple, under the dim light, she tore open the envelope and took out the letter. The clumsy sword on the paper turned into a big river with turbid waves.
In the mountain of corpses, the ghost-like Lotus God Seat clutched his shoulders tightly, lowered his head calmly and compassionately, and tore off a piece of flesh and blood from his shoulders.
At the bottom of Daming Lake, countless sharp-edged stones blocked the way. She lowered her body and wiped off the green marks on a stone, and saw two sword marks left by Mr. Ke of the Academy.
Countless pictures flashed quickly in front of Ye Hongyu's eyes.
The two sword marks finally merged into one, falling on the yellow paper, falling on the snowy lake, falling in her eyes, falling in her heart, and entering the scabbard at her waist.
Ye Hongyu drew his sword out of its scabbard.
It's this sword.
Then she stabbed the bead curtain with her sword.
Stab the High Priest of Judgment.
.........The black Temple of Judgment, shrouded in the clear light of late spring, was particularly solemn and solemn. At this moment, countless dust rolled out from the temple and ran along the stone steps towards the cliff.
In the white temple at the top, there was a thunder, as if even the gods were shocked and confused.
In another temple, the great priest Tianyu sighed softly.
In the Judgment Temple, the red-robed priests fell to the ground one after another.
The bead curtain has been completely shattered.
Ye Hongyu stood behind the bead curtain and in front of the throne.
Her right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and her pale face looked extremely indifferent.
She pulled the sword out of the High Priest of Judgment's chest.
Countless amounts of blood spurted out from the terrifying wound on the chest of the Judgment Priest, instantly soaking through the blood-colored divine robe and dyeing Ye Hongyu's cyan Taoist robe red.
The ruling priest frowned tightly, looked at the sword wound on his chest, and said, "It doesn't make sense."
Ye Hongyu looked at him and said: "You said that this is the rule given to us by Haotian, so as long as I have the ability to kill you, I will dare to kill you."
The High Priest of Judgment raised his hands in pain and rage, and then died.
Ye Hongyu pulled him off the throne and sat on it himself.
Before ascending the throne, her feet need to step on the body of the High Priest of Judgment.
From now on, she is the ruling priest.
The ink jade throne is huge, like a sea of blood.
The green Taoist robes on her body were all dyed red. Sitting on the throne, she looked like an inconspicuous drop of blood in this sea of blood, but it was the richest and coldest drop.