Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 34 The Broken Temple in Autumn
..Chapter 34: There is a ruined temple
In autumn, a very mysterious force appears in the world.
That force bloodbathed Longhu Mountain, killed Zhang Tianshi, and then destroyed several branches of the Zhenwu Dao Sect. Then it began to wreak havoc in the Song Dynasty, killing families one after another. The method was extremely cruel and bloody. Anyone who went to check afterward was
I feel terrible...
According to rumors, this mysterious force is composed of more than ten masters of the Dongxuan Realm. The leader wears a silver mask. These people ride black horses and wear black Taoist robes. They come and go like the wind, their whereabouts are mysterious, cruel, and even...
He has no normal humanity and is extremely cold and bloodthirsty.
The entire southern continent was shaken. The cavalry and other teams from the Xiling Temple attacked repeatedly, trying to kill these black cavalry, but they could not even capture the whereabouts of these people.
The top officials of the temple and the Southern Jin royal family have already linked these black knights with the fallen knights, but they can't figure out why these fallen knights whose cultivation has been abolished can regain their strength and become even stronger than before, which makes them feel even more...
Confused and frightened, who is the man wearing the silver mask?
There is a clear stream in the mountains. There is a red leaf floating on the stream, just like the decoration on the mirror. It looks extremely beautiful, and the surroundings are quiet.
Suddenly, horse hooves stepped into the stream, crushing the red leaves and disturbing the calm surface of the stream. Then more horse hooves stepped into the stream. A bird by the stream let out a horrified cry and flew away quickly.
More than a dozen black knights crossed the stream and headed southwest along the mountain road. No one in the team spoke. Even the breathing frequency of the black knight on the horse was exactly the same as the frequency of the horse's hooves, and the objects followed by these frequencies
, it was the silent young man on the horse at the front.
The Xiling Temple and other teams were setting up defenses on the border of the Song Dynasty, trying to intercept and kill these black knights. No one could have imagined that these black knights actually crossed several interception lines with ease and came to this area in the southwest of the Southern Jin Dynasty like ghosts.
Between the Qingling Mountains.
Beside a stone spring on the mountainside, more than ten black knights rested temporarily. The fallen knights sat cross-legged. They meditated and regained their strength and majesty. They no longer wanted to go back to the tragic escape life in the past, so they refused to waste any recovery.
Physical strength and time for practice.
After an unknown amount of time, the fallen knights opened their eyes and woke up one after another. They looked at Prince Longqing who was meditating with his eyes closed under the tree on the cliff, with a look of fanatical admiration in their eyes.
Before the upheaval in Snow Cliff, Prince Longqing was their direct superior. He had the absolute loyalty of many people in the Judgment Department. What's more, these fallen knights were able to continue to live because of him, and lived so arrogantly. In addition,
The painstaking efforts and loyalty of Siji Maru are unquestionable.
Escape from Zhishou Temple and set foot in the mortal world again. It only took Prince Longqing a short time to gather a group of loyal subordinates from various countries, mainly those from the Adjudication Department An Chun who were hidden in Taoist temples and markets.
Chun is now his spy, so the encirclement and suppression by the Xiling Temple cavalry and other teams is no secret to him. He and these subordinates can still be very relaxed.
Of course, this is also because the Xiling Temple does not yet know his identity and does not pay enough attention to it. In the eyes of the temple, these fallen knights are just mice who are lucky enough to survive for a few days in the glory of Haotian. After all, they cannot survive forever. If Xiling is allowed to
The temple knew that the leader of these knights was Long Qing. If they knew the unforgivable sins he had committed in Zhishou Temple, the intensity of the pursuit would naturally be much more terrifying.
As long as such a terrifying existence as the Xiling Temple is taken seriously, no matter how many adventures Long Qing has, no matter how powerful these fallen knights are, they will all be crushed into powder.
Thinking of this inevitable possibility, Zi Mo's face showed a trace of worry, and he walked towards the cliff. He saluted Long Qing who was sitting under the tree and whispered: "Sir, the temple has been alarmed now.
Cavalry, it is obvious that the Adjudication Department knows about this matter, if Ye Shenzuo takes action personally..."
Long Qing opened his eyes, looked at the green mausoleum in the distance that looked like a mountain but was not as steep as the mountain, and said, "What do you want to say?"
Zi Mo said: "Sir, I suggest that it is best to leave the temple's sphere of influence as soon as possible."
The light of Haotian envelopes the world, and the sphere of influence of the Xiling Temple is the entire Central Plains world. Although the Tang Kingdom is an exception, these fallen knights with their hands stained with blood certainly cannot be stupid enough to enter the Tang Kingdom, so now they only have one way left,
That is to leave the Central Plains.
Long Qing was silent. Although he was powerful now, especially after absorbing the cultivation of Zhang Tianshi and several Zhenwu Dao Sect elders, he still did not have the confidence to defeat that woman.
Because that woman has already sat on the Black Jade God's Throne, and it has been proven with blood that she, at least at certain periods of her life, is more powerful than the previous Judgment Priest.
Long Qing never thought that he could escape like this for a long time within the sphere of influence of the Xiling Temple. When he was not absolutely powerful, such as when he was at the peak of the world, the longer he stayed under the light of Haotian, the worse he would become from the inside out.
Danger.
He looked at the green mountain in the distance and said with an indifferent expression: "Leaving the Central Plains is an inevitable choice, but before leaving, there is one thing I really want to do."
A few days ago, he obtained a piece of information from a Taoist temple in the Southern Jin Dynasty. In fact, that piece of information had no meaning, at least not for his great cause of leading this group of fallen knights. However, that piece of information seemed like
It was like a stone, pressing on his heart, making his breathing quicken.
That information stated that Ning Que and his little maid who was good at drinking, attended the Lanke Temple Bon Festival with the Tang State delegation. However, just after passing through Daze, for some unknown reason, Ning Que and his
The little maid left the mission and took a black carriage on the road alone.
Judging from the specific numbers in the intelligence, the carriage at this time was not far from the location of Long Qing and others. It should be walking in the mountains and was about to drive up the green hill on the opposite side.
Long Qing raised his head slightly and took a deep breath.
He felt that he smelled the carriage in the mountain breeze, smelled the delicious aroma of wine on the little maid, and also smelled the filthy stench of Ning Que.
No matter what the smell was, it made him feel intoxicated. There was a slight flush on his handsome face, and the inconspicuous scar on his cheek seemed to light up. He obviously had no expression, but quickly appeared in the clear black and white and gray.
In the depths of his transformed eyes, there seemed to be flames.
Long Qing's chest rose and fell slightly, his eyes squinted, his hands trembled slightly, and he said: "Kill that person so that my Taoist heart can be truly enlightened, and I want to cultivate his whole body... all the cultivation that smells like the academy.
After sucking it in, the smell of the academy is very rare and very good."
His voice was calm and indifferent.
Zi Mo felt that he saw a legendary monster called Taotie under the tree, and subconsciously felt fear. It was a kind of fear of absolute greed and cruelty in life.
As the most loyal and useful subordinate. No matter how afraid he is, even if it makes the adults unhappy, Zi Mo still has to give his own opinions. He reminded in a low voice: "During your time in seclusion, my lord, something happened.
The thing...I heard that Ning Que killed Xiahou in a head-on challenge, and his little maid is said to be the one who will become the God of Light. She is not an ordinary person."
Long Qing didn't say anything. He slowly put on his silver mask, stood up, and walked towards his horse by the spring.
As he walked along, the gray in his eyes gradually became clearer, but the dust under his feet slowly floated up, chasing the soles of his boots like bees, and eventually turned into dust on his feet willingly.
Looking at this scene, Zi Mo felt even more awe-struck. He didn't dare to say anything more.
More than ten black riders roared down the mountain.
Standing under the tree on the cliff, you can see a large green mausoleum among the mountains in the distance. There are many weeds in the mausoleum and there are no trees. The view is extremely broad. There is a Buddhist temple on the top of the mausoleum.
Even though it is extremely far away, you can still feel the decayed and withered atmosphere of the Buddhist temple. Of course it cannot be Lanke Temple. You can faintly see a few red spots in the temple, but you don't know what it is.
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After crossing Daze on a Tang Dynasty warship and landing at Molingdu in the Southern Jin Dynasty, Ning Que proposed to leave the mission. He took Sangsang first, which immediately aroused a voice of opposition.
Xiaocao couldn't bear to be separated from Sangsang. The girls in Hongxiuzhao couldn't bear to lose the opportunity to get close to Mr. Thirteen. As for Xian Zhilang, the imperial general, he thought about the problem much more directly. He just thought that Ning Que would take Sangsang away from the mission.
The road may not be peaceful and may be unsafe.
Faced with Xian Zhilang's reminder or warning at that time, Ning Que's answer was very direct: "Don't forget that I am Master's direct disciple, and I stole Wang Jinglue's title. Those who can beat me will not know my identity and origin."
Those who dare to mess with me, those who are blinded by passion and dare to mess with me, will not be able to defeat me."
Xian Zhilang found that Ning Que's statement was correct, and it was impossible to refute it. Those who could defeat Ning Que in this world must be those great practitioners who knew their fate, and great practitioners had their own sect inheritance. How could they dare to risk the wrath of the academy?
Directly cut off the risk of inheritance to provoke Ning Que?
So they purchased a large amount of spirits at Molingdu, arranged for the mission officials to find the Southern Jin government, and completed the customs clearance for the following states and cities. Ning Que and Sang Sang left the mission in a black carriage.
The reason why he left the mission and went alone was because Ning Que was worried about Sang Sang's illness. Although Sang Sang's illness didn't seem to be getting worse, it was obviously not getting better. Since Master said that Lanke Temple could cure Sang Sang's illness,
Ning Que naturally had to rush to Lanke Temple as quickly as possible.
The black carriage left the official road of the Southern Jin Dynasty from Molingdu, followed the roads between the states and cities, drove straight to the southeast, and drove on simple mountain roads in remote mountains and fields, crossing mountains and rivers all the way, without deliberately hiding its whereabouts.
He didn't interact with the world, he just focused on his journey in silence.
As time goes by, the wheels of the car are louder, the autumn mood is getting thicker, the autumn leaves on the upper mountains are getting redder, the autumn wind on the mountain road is getting chilly, the chill is getting deeper, and we are getting closer to Lanke Temple.
Perhaps because of the proximity to Lanke Temple, Buddhism is becoming more and more popular in the world. Occasionally, you can see a few temples on the road. Although they are not as popular as Taoist temples, those Buddhist temples are still popular.
One day, an autumn rain suddenly fell.
The thick autumn sky looked increasingly gloomy in the rain.
The maple trees in the ruined temple on Qingling looked increasingly red.
Ning Que lowered the curtains, looked at Sang Sang who was lying on his knees, looked at the tired look on her face, and said, "There is a temple in the mountains with a nice scenery."
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(Chapter 1, the next chapter will be out before 11 o'clock.) To be continued...