Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 137, Sleepless Night (1)
In the quiet mountains and old forests, there is a simple Taoist temple. There is a bright lake behind the Taoist temple. There are seven thatched houses by the lake, and the roof is covered with straw like gold and jade.
A blue shirt suddenly appeared on the lake water, and the figure of the viewer appeared on the lakeside.
There is a thatched house by the lake that has collapsed halfway, with golden straw everywhere, and you can vaguely see a book of ink and red classics, as well as some pens, ink, paper and ink.
Looking at this scene, the owner's face turned slightly cold.
A middle-aged Taoist stood under a bluestone by the lake, with a whisk on his arms, pale and solemn expression. He didn't feel relaxed a little until he saw the viewer appear, and said tiredly: "I've seen my senior brother."
The viewer ignored him and looked at the collapsed thatched house, silent.
A rustling sound started.
The eldest brother crawled out from under the grass, with grass branches stuck to his hair and cotton jacket, and blood stains remained on the corners of his lips. He looked a little embarrassed. He must have been injured when fighting with the middle-aged Taoist.
There are not many people in the world of cultivation who know the existence of the middle-aged Taoist, but this does not mean that he is not strong.
Many years ago, the Master used a wooden stick to force Chen to stay away from the land and dared to drift in the South China Sea. From that day on, everything that Zhishouguan was handled by the middle-aged Taoist.
The middle-aged Taoist is the second master of Zhishouguan. He cannot leave the world and can still make a move once he takes action.
So the eldest brother was injured.
The master of the temple looked at the senior brother in the pile of thatched trees and said, "You know that your junior brother stayed in the Taoist temple, but you came here deliberately. In my opinion, it is very unwise."
The eldest brother replied: "Since the master of the Guanyin came here after me, it means that my choice is correct."
The master of the temple suddenly asked, "Have you been to Zhishouguan?"
The eldest brother shook his head calmly.
The observer frowned slightly and asked, "Then how do you mark the position of Zhishouguan in the sea of consciousness?"
"The teacher knows the position of Zhishouguan."
The eldest brother raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at his forehead, and smiled and said, "And told me."
The observer said, "You have traveled around the world these two days, but you have never come here. I think it was the moment you waited for."
The eldest brother said, "No. Because only in this way can I gain some time to take action in Qingxia, but the master of the spectator, you have to leave Qingxia immediately with me."
The observer said, "I left a sword in front of Qingxia."
The eldest brother was silent after hearing this. After a moment, he said, "I believe them."
The observer asked, "Why can you confirm that I will leave Qingxia with you?"
"Because I came to Zhishouguan, you must follow me to Zhishouguan, even if you are slowing down for a moment."
The eldest brother said calmly: "Previously, my junior brothers and I have been thinking. For the viewer, what is more important than the Detective Tang and Mie Academy. It can make you give up the opportunity to take action in Qingxia, and you must also do your best.
We went to rescue for a long time and never came up with a suitable answer."
The host and the middle-aged Taoist are silent.
The eldest brother looked at the Mohong scriptures buried in straw in front of him and said with a smile: "Later we finally thought that for you, your belief or awe of Haotian is better than countless people in the world."
"The Book of Heaven is a holy object given to the Taoist sect by Haotian. Two volumes have been lost over the past thousand years. Haotian is on it. Naturally, I will feel unhappy. If the remaining five volumes of Heavenly Heaven are taken away by me, whether they are destroyed or hidden,
It's probably all very interesting, so you have to follow me here."
The observer was silent for a moment and said, "Since you are here, you don't have to leave."
The eldest brother said, "I am a bad guest, and the host family does not welcome him, so it is better to leave earlier."
The audience looked at him and said calmly: "The rain will not leave guests, I will keep guests. You must be clear that this is not the back mountain of the academy, but the knowledge to watch. You come here on a dangerous occasion, and there are birds who fall into the trap.
What's the difference?"
The meaning of this sentence is very clear, not intimidation, but a simple explanation of calmness. No one will doubt it—in the unknowing place, Zhishouguan is the simplest, but Haotian Taoist Sect ruled the world, Zhishouguan was the top of the Taoist Sect.
The existence of the body must have very powerful, even more powerful than imagined.
The eldest brother knew this very well, but his expression was quiet.
Since he dared to come, he naturally had already made some measures.
The master of the temple swung his sleeve lightly, and clouds appeared. Between the green mountains and clear lakes, the breath of heaven and earth suddenly locked.
The beautiful autumn sunshine cannot be set.
The autumn wind can only walk through the ruined mountains and forests behind the Taoist temple, but cannot cross the walls of the Taoist temple.
Zhishouguan's formation was launched.
The Taoist temple became a small world where Yu Haotian World existed but was closely related to the Haotian World.
No one can leave this small world.
Even the realm of no distance is not good.
Because at this time, the aura of heaven and earth in Zhishouguan had been completely separated from the aura of heaven and earth around him.
If the eldest brother wants to leave with no distance, he will bump into the stern parting.
But he left, and left sternly.
The cotton jacket trembled slightly, and the eldest brother's figure suddenly faded and disappeared in the autumn wind by the lake.
There was a dead silence by the lake.
The observer looked at the middle-aged Taoist, his face slightly cold.
Over the years, Zhishouguan was presided over by the middle-aged Taoist. Long Qing was able to escape from the Taoist temple because he inherited the will of the temple master and deliberately indulged it. So what happened at this time?
The middle-aged Taoist looked a little sad, and he sighed and said, "He has been back."
The host gently brushed his sleeves, broke through the void and left two extremely cold words.
"Sad son!"
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No one knows what happened in Zhishouguan.
The fields before Qingxia were quiet, and the Xiling Temple coalition forces had already withdrawn.
Today, the temple was about to win a decisive victory, but no one expected that the senior brother of the academy would appear on the battlefield, and one string and one stick would reverse the entire situation.
Although the appearance of the spectator reinjected confidence and fanaticism into the Xiling Temple coalition, it was beyond everyone's expectations that the spectator disappeared and Qingxia did not seem to have any changes before.
The coalition forces suffered heavy losses, and the loss of their own strength was second. The key was the burning divine chariot, the cavalry corpses all over the ground, and the Qingxia exit that could not be broken, which made the morale of the soldiers extremely depressed.
Although not desperate, I have begun to be tired.
The great priest of Tianyu is now seriously injured, the divine chariot was burned and blown into countless ashes by the autumn wind, and the morale of the army gradually becomes unstable. Ye Hongyu immediately decided to withdraw his troops early, but it was still early.
As night gradually fell, the porridge pot under the iron tent at the exit of Qingxia was only left with the bottom of the pot, and the aroma of the porridge had already spread to the fields, without a trace of it.
The people in the academy were very quiet, which was completely different from the feeling of being so energetic and talking about murder last night, because although only two days have passed, they are already very tired.
The fourth senior brother held the river and mountain plate and coughed from time to time. The front of the academy clothes were covered with mottled blood marks. Wang Chi squatted beside him with a medicine bowl, thinking of a way to feed him medicine.
Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo were injured by the teacher. Fortunately, they took the medicine in time and received treatment from the senior brother, and the injury had stabilized and their spirits were much better.
The person who is the most tired is actually the second senior brother. His expression is still so quiet and his sitting posture is still so upright, but everyone can imagine how tired he should be at this time.
“Everyone rested early.”
The second senior brother looked at the coalition camp between the southern wilderness, looked at the dense lights that made the stars in the sky more than the sky, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Tomorrow should be more difficult."
The junior brother and sister responded to the sound, but no one went to sleep, so they sat around the fourth brother.
At this time, the virtual sword left by the master of the temple was still flying in the rivers and mountains. The fourth senior brother must use his own mind to activate the rivers and mountains and mountains to trap the virtual sword in the yellow sand.
He could not put down the sand table and could not rest, so he could only hold on in pain.
No one knows how long he will last, and whether he can last until the end.
The second senior brother walked behind him and sat down.
Since he arrived at Qingxia, he has never removed his armor.
So when he sat down, the sound of the iron armor collided with great crispness, firm and solemn.
As he said later.
"It's always easier to lean on each other."
The fourth senior brother smiled slightly, leaned back tiredly, and then slowly closed his eyes.
The second senior brother handed the iron sword from his shoulder to the back and placed it under his forearm.
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There is a bright moon in the night sky.
The moon is darker today, so you can see the stars in the night sky clearly.
Ye Hongyu looked at the night sky quietly with no expression on his face.
The great priest of Tianyu has been sent back to the Xiling Temple, but I don’t know if he can save his life.
If the big gentleman hit him with a stick, how should he deal with it?
She thought for a long time and finally concluded that she could not cope with it.
But she was not discouraged or felt frustrated.
She has never been that kind of person.
She has never been the most powerful person.
But it turns out that in the end, she can always defeat enemies who are stronger than herself.
At this time, she was thinking more about other things.
The more she thought about it, the tighter her brows frowned.
She thought about it all night.
Until dawn.
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The morning light is getting brighter and the mist is everywhere in the fields. I don’t know if it is sunny or cloudy today.
The Xiling Temple coalition forces, everyone was waiting for someone to take action.
Because now only that person can defeat the iron sword before Qingxia.
And everyone firmly believes that as long as that person takes action, he will definitely win.
However, Liu Bai still did not take action.
Even the disciples of Jiange began to feel doubts and were very puzzled.
Ye Hongyu looked at the quiet carriage, and a faint irony appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.
She respects the sword saint Liu Bai very much because Liu Bai even has half a teacher in the paper sword in the letter, but she still thinks Liu Bai is a very stupid person at this time.
In her opinion, all pride and self-pride are stupidity.
This is true no matter how proud that person has.
No matter who is the observer or Liu Bai.
In this battle of Qingxia, if the real strong man in the Taoist sect can obey her command, she will have countless ways to directly crush the people in the academy before Qingxia.
If Liu Bai was willing to abandon the pride of swordsmanship and cooperate with the siege of the Iron Cavalry, who in the world could resist it?
If the observer is willing to truly set foot in the world and kill easily, where is the academy the opponent of the Taoist sect?
The problem is that although she is now a great priest from Xiling and is like a god in the hearts of believers, there are always a few people in this world that she cannot influence or control.
Guanzhu and Liu Bai are such people.
Last night, she was still not asleep when she was meditating. She suddenly remembered Ning Que.
She and Ning Que are the real fellows.
Only she and him understand that any means are the best way.
At this moment, a verse came from the mist.
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