Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 138, Sleepless Night (Part 2)
"The mute spoke, put some salt on the cake."
The verse sounded in the mist.
A figure slowly walked out of the fog.
It was a man wearing plain vulgar clothes but with a sacred bun.
A thin wooden sword floated in the air above his head, quietly breaking through the fog.
It is Ye Su, who is walking in the world of Taoism, and his sword.
The second senior brother stood up slowly.
He sat back to back with his fourth senior brother for the whole night.
He didn't sleep all night, and the fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.
Listening to the verses coming from the fog, the people in the academy looked alert and even nervous.
"Put more salt on the cake."
The second senior brother said to Muyou who was making pancakes by the stove: "It seems that his mouth is heavier."
This is a not funny joke.
But he never told jokes, so he seemed particularly funny and everyone laughed out loud.
Then there is silence.
The second senior brother started telling jokes, and everyone felt a little uneasy.
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Ye Su asked: "What's so funny?"
The second senior brother said, "Only you appear, you are ridiculous."
Ye Su said: "It seems that you are not surprised by my appearance."
The second senior brother said, "The master of the spectator has arrived yesterday, and the flies are flying, so why bother to care about one more?"
Ye Su said: "In Chang'an City, I want to fight you."
The second senior brother said, "If it weren't for the senior brother's permission, when you saw through the small Taoist temple in Chang'an City, I would have already raised my sword and went out of the mountain to find you."
Ye Su said: "Killing people is done by sword."
The second senior brother raised the iron sword in his hand and said, "I won't say that the sword is already talking nonsense."
Ye Su asked with a smile: "What are you going to say?"
The second senior brother said, "What I want to say is that the timing of your appearance is very bad, and it is very bad for you."
"What's the solution?" Ye Su asked calmly with a smile.
The second senior brother said, "I have killed hundreds of people in the past two days, and the sword is in full swing."
"Liu Bai has been waiting for you to reach the point where it really rises. I don't want to wait any longer."
Ye Su said: "Because then, maybe the worst time."
Then his brow suddenly frowned and said, "Jun Mo, you are a little bad now."
The second senior brother's answer was calm and serious.
"I haven't slept all night. I'm naturally not in good spirits."
Ye Su said: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"
The second senior brother said, "No."
Ye Su raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Why?"
The second senior brother said, "Because you are not Liu Bai yet."
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You are not Liu Bai, you may become Liu Bai, but you are not Liu Bai yet.
Then even if I haven't slept all night, I have the confidence to defeat you.
This is what the second senior brother wants to convey.
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The ordinary soldiers in the Xiling Temple coalition did not know who that person was.
Some priests with very experienced qualifications in the temple guessed the identity of the man in the fog, and their faces were unstoppable.
Ye Hongyu's brows frowned slightly.
She once regarded that person as an idol and the goal of her practice.
However, in her eyes, that person was also a fool.
Just like the viewer and Liu Bai.
Because they practiced Taoism for a long time, they were too proud and did not live in the world. Therefore, they were pure and had few desires.
They are all masters.
Even saints.
But not the one who wins the final victory.
On the battlefield where life and death are clear, pride is not allowed and demeanor is not needed.
At this moment, she thought of Ning Que again.
I don’t know who would be the victorious person if they were still alive in many years.
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Ning Que didn't know that Ye Hongyu, the contemporary ruling priest, had such high evaluation or expectations for him. At this time, he was all his mind on the ground in front of him.
On the wide granite floor, there are countless three-dimensional shapes composed of light fog and lines. In the city walls with thick light rays, there is a Wanyan Pagoda that is less than knee-high, and a market like scales.
This is the shrinking Chang'an City, which is the God of Shocking Formation.
Ning Que sat cross-legged outside this Chang'an City, observing silently and concentratingly.
He had watched it all day and night.
He had already seen the problem.
Chang'an City is blocked.
It is not that the wide Zhuque Street is blocked by carriages, nor that the streets and alleys of Dongcheng are blocked by vendors, nor that the underground waterway is blocked by the mud, nor that it is real blockage.
Instead, the breath of heaven and earth in this heroic city became a little uncomfortable.
Ning Que could see with his naked eyes that there were more than ten places in Chang'an City in front of him, and it was obviously disturbed by some kind of interference and condensed into a mess.
Chang'an City is a formation.
A great formation that can shock the gods.
The power of this formation comes from the breath of heaven and earth flowing in Chang'an City.
A thousand years ago, Chang'an City was built. The Master used his supreme wisdom to use the terrain and palace buildings in the city to attract the breath of heaven and earth to the city, and set up this formation that can repair itself and endless business cycles.
In the years that followed, the breath of heaven and earth that should have flowed freely, blew like a breeze in Chang'an City, but was still free, but began to have its own rules.
These rules are the origin of the Scaring God Array.
Time is the most ruthless and powerful weapon. Although the Scarlet God Array can repair itself, if it is to keep it in its best state, it still needs to be maintained by the people in the city.
The Tang Dynasty court had a special fund to do this, and the most important work of the Qingshui Department of the Ministry of Works was to be responsible for the dredging of natural waterways and lakes in Chang'an City in Qing Dynasty.
The cleaning of Yanming Lake, on the surface, was a civil affairs project, but in fact it was a routine maintenance of the Jingshen Formation.
But of course, the Great Shock God Array cannot lose its power due to some changes in buildings or terrain. In fact, even if the imperial court has never maintained it, this should not happen.
Ning Que got up and walked into Chang'an City condensed by light and mist, crossed Yanming Mountain, came to the imperial city that was not as high as his knees, and bowed and held the half-part array eye pestle inserted into the ground, and pulled it out.
With this action, Chang'an City on the granite ground gradually turned into a thick fog of light, and then condensed down into a water-like light liquid, slowly seeping down along the marks on the ground.
The array eyes and pestle in his hand gradually became darker, and the complex patterns and pestle body were integrated into one.
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Ning Que left the palace and came to the city wall.
He looked at Chang'an City under the city wall and was silent for a long time.
The chaos in Chang'an City has subsided and life has gradually returned to normal.
There are more and more carriages driving on the streets, and pedestrians look calm, but most of them are in a hurry.
The Tang Dynasty had been completely mobilized at this time, and the Tang people were doing their own things seriously and focused.
They knew very well that only this would be the best support for the soldiers who fought bloody battles on the front line.
Ning Que hasn't slept for a long time, he is very tired and his eyes are a little astringent.
He closed his eyes and began to feel the city.
He seemed to see the calm and firm hearts of the Tang people.
At the same time, he saw more than ten blockages in the breath of heaven and earth.
When all the Tang people regained their confidence and courage.
He saw the crisis in Chang'an City.
He was anxious.
He couldn't sleep all night.
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