Chapter 97: The moon is full, and people are old and sick
Counting now, they have known each other for several years. They have been at odds with each other, and they have also worked side by side. The relationship between Ning Que and Ye Hongyu has always been delicate.
Before the Light Festival, he went to the Judgment Temple to find her, and Ye Hongyu left him a way out. This was another sign of gratitude, so his answer was serious, and he wanted to help her.
Which is more important, faith or hatred? Ning Que knew that Ye Hongyu, like herself, was not a pragmatist, so her question must have a specific reference, but where?
"After you and Haotian leave, the temple master goes up the mountain."
Ye Hongyu said: "The master seems to be surrendering, but in fact the Taoist sect is still in balance. Long Qing has become very powerful. There are many things that I don't like."
Ning Que said: "So you chose to leave Taoshan."
Ye Hongyu said: "I just came to see where you plan to take Haotian."
Ning Que said, "Why do you want to see her?"
Ye Hongyu was silent for a moment and then said: "Perhaps, he wants to gain some kind of courage through her."
Ning Que vaguely understood something and said: "In fact, you have already started to do it. I really want to know what kind of hatred there is between you and Xiong Chumo."
The Taoist cleansing that started last night was a reaction by the Temple of Light with the help of Haotian's divine power. The Judgment Temple should not have responded so quickly and resolutely, but if you want to understand, the main force behind the Taoist cleansing of the Temple of Light last time was the headmaster.
A close confidant, then you can understand the reason.
In the end, this purge will inevitably shake the foundation of the leader.
Ye Hongyu did not answer his question and said: "I am just executing Haotian's will."
Ning Que said: "You are holding Haotian in order to command the Taoist sect."
Ye Hongyu looked at him and said sarcastically: "Isn't this exactly what you have been trying to do?"
Since she refused to tell the specific origin of this hatred, Ning Que naturally couldn't inquire further. After a moment of silence, he asked: "Even if you succeed, what will you do next?"
Ye Hongyu said: "Success first, then discuss later."
Ning Que said: "What's the point of becoming the new headmaster of the Xiling Temple, or the temple master?"
Last year in Chang'an City, he once said similar words to her.
"Everything done in the academy must be about meaning, but for me, when doing things, I don't care about this, nor whether it is meaningful, but only whether it is worth doing."
Ye Hongyu said: "I have my own ideas about my affairs, and where do you want to take Haotian? Now the whole world is guessing where the end point of your journey will be."
Ning Que said: "I don't have the ability to take her away. In fact, she wants to see the world on her own. She wants to go to these places we go to."
Ye Hongyu didn't know what to say. The current situation had never happened before in human history. Even the viewer had no experience in this and could only watch quietly.
Ning Que said: "Now I can only take one step and see where I can go in the end."
Ye Hongyu said: "It's like crossing the river by feeling for the stones."
Ning Que recalled the scene when he and Sang Sang were crossing the river, shook his head and said with a smile: "We don't need to touch the stones to cross the river."
This conversation ended. Ye Hongyu returned to Taoshan with two thousand Xiling Temple cavalry. Haotian's condemnation of Daomen will definitely continue. No one knows when this turmoil will truly stop.
Ning Que and Sang Sang left the capital of Qi and continued their journey to the west. They walked among the green hills in the spring rain and came to the Red Lotus Temple that had been burned into ruins.
Looking at the rubble on the ground and the new weeds among the rubble, the scorched wood and the new wild fungus among the wet wood, Ning Que was silent for a long time, thinking about Ye Hongyu's words, and his emotions were a little complicated.
Back then, in the rain in front of this ruined temple, Long Qing led the fallen cavalry to besiege him and Sangsang. He broke out in a desperate situation, severely injured Long Qing with the Taotie method, and knew his fate after breaking the situation.
Now, Long Qing has become stronger.
Ning Que knew how proud and confident Ye Hongyu was. In the eyes of the world, Long Qing was a brilliant and beautiful son of God, but in her eyes, he was just an ordinary subordinate with nothing special about him.
Now even she had to admit Long Qing's power.
So this shows that Long Qing is really powerful now.
In the eyes of many people, Ning Que and Long Qing are lifelong enemies, and their parallel lives will eventually end with the death of one and the final victory of the other.
If Long Qing really becomes stronger, Ning Que should be the one who has the biggest headache, but in fact, he just looked at the ruined temple in the spring rain with emotion and was not very nervous.
In the name of Haotian, Ye Hongyu launched a bloody purge in the Taoist sect and weakened the power of the leader, so no one dared to object. Now that he is traveling with Haotian, how can he worry about the power of the world?
Holding Haotian to command the Taoist gate, the Taoist gate will naturally be quiet.
Traveling around the world with Haotian, the world will naturally be peaceful.
Ning Que and Sang Sang left the Xiling Temple, went south to the Dahe River, and entered the Washan Mountain along the coast to visit Lanke. They then went to Qi State and passed the Honglian Temple. They traveled along the way for more than several months and finally entered the Southern Jin Dynasty.
For Sang Sang, this is a war between her and the world. For Ning Que, this is a way to keep her. For them, this is a throwback to the trip they took in the autumn a few years ago.
For the human world, this journey has been given a more complex and sacred meaning. Countless pairs of eyes watched and followed their footsteps. Many people held their breath and kept silent because of this. As they walked, their moods fluctuated, and they were exhausted.
After sleeping, eating, and worrying, they naturally forgot about their disputes.
There is an unnamed small lake in the east of the Southern Jin Dynasty. Compared with the vast swamp to the north, it is so shabby that you can almost hide your face. Moreover, it is located in a remote and deep mountain, and no one lives by the lake, making it extremely quiet.
Ning Que sat by the lake grilling fish.
The campfire was well controlled, and Sangsang didn't have to use his hands. His understanding of Haotian's divine power also had its own advantages in cooking. The surface of the fish was roasted to a golden color, but the meat was still tender and juicy.
Sang Sang took the grilled fish from Ning Que's hand. Instead of eating expressionlessly as usual, and then expressing her satisfaction or dissatisfaction with her speed, she continued to look at the lake in a daze.
This lake is very small and looks very pitiful among the mountains.
But as long as you sit by the lake, you will definitely be able to see the moon in the lake.
Today is the full moon. The round and bright moon hangs in the night sky, taking away the brilliance of all the stars and scattering countless silver rays to the world. The eyes of the fish in the lake are illuminated.
Sangsang looked at the bright moon rising and falling gently with the lake water, her face was slightly pale and she looked a little tired.
Ning Que had noticed this phenomenon a long time ago. Whenever the moon was full in the night sky, Sangsang would become weak, and when the moon was missing or there were clouds, she would regain her strength.
Of course, this kind of strength or weakness is only relative to her nearly infinite power. Even at her weakest moment, she is still more powerful than all the practitioners in the world combined.
Although the war between Master and Haotian took place in the sky, the result of the war will eventually return to the human world, because Haotian is also in the human world.
The moon waxes and wanes, and people are born, old, sick and die. Sangsang becomes more and more like a human, so she starts to get sick. If this continues, will she die of old age?
Ning Que could figure out the reason, how could she not?
"Do you really want me to die?"
Sangsang looked at the bright moon in the lake and asked Ning Que beside him.
On the terrace of the Temple of Light, when she watched Ning Que trying to break through the clouds and fall into the abyss to die at all costs, she once silently asked this sentence in her heart.
Now, she asked in front of Ning Que.
Ning Que was silent for a long time and said, "There will be a way."
Sangsang said: "This is an objective question, not a subjective question."
Ning Que didn't know how to answer.
The lakeside was quiet and silent, the night wind blew gently over the water, and the bright moon was crushed into pieces, and then slowly and slowly gathered together again as the water surface swayed, as if nothing had happened.
In the depths of Sangsang's eyes, countless stars were shattered and reborn, that was her anger.
Countless stars in the night sky suddenly shine brightly. One moment they are too faint to be seen, and the next moment they are so dazzling that they instantly cover up the brilliance of the bright moon.
The world in the middle of the night suddenly became as bright as day.
Especially the small lakes in the mountains are like turning into a kingdom of light.
Countless divine lights fell, the lake began to boil, and countless mist filled the air. The fish in the water were frightened, swimming around, desperately burrowing deep into the water plants and lake rocks, but how could they escape the power of God?
A thunderous roar sounded among the mountains.
The lake water spurted up into the night sky, like a huge fountain, and the water sprayed over the peak behind.
When it fell, it was a warm rain, like tears.
The stars in the sky are gradually gathering, and the lakes and mountains are getting quieter.
Hundreds of fish lay in the mud of the lake, their bellies turned over, steaming, and already cooked.
Ning Que and Sang Sang were all wet from the lake water and looked very embarrassed.
The rainwater returned to the lake and gradually became clear again.
Sang Sang's face was stained with some mud, like a naughty child.
Ning Que brought a basin of lake water, squatted in front of her, wet the towel and washed her face, wiping off the mud spots on her face one by one, doing so very gently and carefully.
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If there is love in the sky, it only lasts for a while. Most of the time, Sangsang is calm and silent. She is calm because everything is still in her calculations. She is silent because she does not think that any human being is qualified to have spiritual communication with her.
Ning Que might have, but she was getting more and more annoyed with him.
Walking like this calmly and silently, the two people left the deep mountains and wild lakes and came to the fields where there was traffic. The carriages had long since collapsed, and only the big black horse followed silently.
Following the official road, Ning Que and Sang Sang walked into Linkang, the capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty. Ning Que was not very unfamiliar with this city. He came to Dongcheng familiar with the familiar roads and walked into the depths of the slums.
The streets are still cramped, the smell is still bad, the makeshift buildings of every household are still flimsy, and the curtains outside the toilets are still so short that heads can be seen, but things have finally changed.
There is a lot less sewage in the streets and alleys, and they have become relatively dry. Naturally, mosquitoes and flies are not as rampant as before. The most important thing is that the people walking in them seem to be much more alive.
In less than a year, so many changes had taken place. Ning Que felt a little surprised, and he had a lot of admiration for the man who preached in the back alley.
Hundreds of people gathered in front of the dilapidated house and were listening to a sermon. The man preaching was wearing a light old shirt and a bun with an old chopstick stuck in his bun. He looked calm and calm.
The content he talked about was from the Xiling Canon, but the way he explained it was quite different.
Sangsang looked at that place and suddenly said: "These people should be burned to death."
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