Nightfall Chapter 11: If the light comes
Volume 2 Winter Lake Chapter 11 If the Light Comes
Haotian is the highest and only faith in this world.
Countless believers in the world devoutly worship the Taoist temples of the Haotian Taoism all over the world with spirit and money. The temple located in the Taoshan Mountain of Xiling is the highest center that influences and controls these Taoist temples and secular imperial power.
Xiling Temple is governed by the head of the Taoist Temple, and the Taoist affairs are specifically managed by three great priests. These three great priests are extremely powerful, majestic, and extremely high, so they are called gods.
The three gods are the great priest of heaven, ruling, and light.
Among them, the adjudicator chief judges the heresy and arrests the remnants of the demons. There are countless powerful under his command, the most powerful, and the greatest power in the face. The official commander of the Tianyu Great God comprehended Haotian's will, compiled classics, and remotely controlled various Taoist temples in the world with seven-point calligraphy, which had a great influence in the world.
The Great Priest of Guangming is the most special existence in the three gods. He has no specific distribution of Taoist affairs, but has the power to control all Taoist affairs, because anyone who can become a Great Priest of Guangming must be the most proficient in doctrine in the temple. A master who has the strongest faith and the most complicated feeling for the dark shadows of the world.
Recall that thousands of years ago, the great priest of Guangming brought a certain volume of heavenly books into the wasteland to preach. It can be described as carrying the most arduous and important historical mission of the Haotian Dao Sect, and you can imagine its status. And the great priest of Guangming gave up the creation of the sect of the Haotian God for some reason, and he created a demon sect in the world, and he fought against the Haotian Dao. From this one can imagine its power.
Xiling Temple has served as the great priest of Guangming, and they are all such great figures. Therefore, although there is no ranking within the temple, the great priest of Guangming is hidden as the first of the three gods and is only under the command of the head.
In the past few years, there have been occasional revelations issued in the name of the Xiling Three Gods in the world, but no one outside of Taoshan knows that the bright and respected priest was actually imprisoned by the temple in the gloomy foothills of the mountain. In the secluded pavilion where I haven't seen Yangguan all year round, and one prisoner is 14 years.
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The middle-aged priest kneeling in front of the wooden fence could not suppress the excitement in his heart. Over the years, he was the only one in the world who could often see the old man behind the wooden fence, but every time he was as excited as when he first saw the old man.
Now he is the most trusted subordinate of the ruling priest, even if you, the ending sound is faint.
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There is an island in the far southeast.
The storm in this ocean is more terrible than the storm sea, and no fishing boat or merchant ship has ever come.
There have never been human footprints on this island before.
A thin Taoist man in Tsing Yi stands on a high rock.
The terrifying waves kept beating against the bottom of the reef. The sound was thunderous and the island rock trembled, but he seemed to feel nothing.
Tsing Yi Taoist quietly looked into the depths of the ocean, watching the soaring hot fog that was evaporated by the melting of the submarine volcano.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and looked back at the invisible land.
After a long time, Taoist Tsing Yi sighed and shook his head.
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That night, fourteen priests in Momoyama were turned to ashes in the light.
That night, 300 people in the Temple of Light were executed.
That night, the Great Priest Guangming, who had been imprisoned for 14 years, successfully escaped from Xiling Temple.
He is the first prisoner in history who can leave Taoshan Houlu Youge alive.
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In the winter wasteland, the twilight is the warmest time. The red sunset slanting across the long grass exudes the last light of the day. Although it cannot melt the snow, it can add to the cheeks of travelers Some rosy.
Arrows roared in the wasteland and heavy objects fell to the ground.
People in the camp heard a surprise call from a distant Tmall woman: "Brother, your arrow skills are really good!"
Since someone went to pick up the prey, Ning Que fed the **** horse and prepared to take a rest. When passing by the carriage, he found Mo Shanshan beside the car window, writing in the last afterglow.
"Beware of broken eyes."
He stood by the car window and said kindly.
Mo Shanshan looked up at him, his eyes cold, as if he was the air.
It's been a few days since entering the wasteland. Ning Que found that this girl was actually proud to never look at herself with her straight eyes. It was inevitable that she was a little upset, thinking that she didn't even care about the pride of Princess Datang, where would you be defeated?
So he didn’t bother to look at her straight, leaning against the window and squinting at her writing. His eyes did not fall on the paper, but on her face, and found that the small round face was full of writing. Focus and forget feelings.
The most beautiful when serious, Ning Que agrees with this statement. Once he picks up the pen, he often forgets everything around him, so watching the girl concentrate on writing calligraphy, his impression can't help but improve.
"I can't tell that you are still a book-loving guy, and you have a bit of my style in writing."
The boys from Dahe Country are doing physical work and are responsible for setting up tents and nailing stakes, while Zhuo Zhihua and other female disciples are stacking firewood and cooking rice. Listening to Ning Que’s comments, I don’t know why they laughed. .
They covered their mouths and laughed, looking at Ning Que, but they laughed without saying why.
Ning Que was a little embarrassed. In order to conceal this embarrassment, he looked up at the sky and found several rice-like stars appearing on the edge of the wasteland, facing the setting sun the next day, subconsciously saying, "There is still no moon." /
In the car window, Mo Shanshan put his pen on the inkstone, followed his gaze, and asked dumbly: "What nonsense?"
Ning Que was slightly startled, remembering something, and a smile gradually came to his cheeks.
Mo Shanshan looked at his profile through the car window, the breeze on the wasteland blew his hair, and a cute dimple appeared in the hair. She suddenly realized that this guy’s smile was actually Such sincere and sincere.
Suddenly, Ning Que put his palm on the car window, swept up and disappeared like this.
There was a soft noise from the top of the carriage, and Mo Shanshan looked up, wondering what he meant.
In the wasteland wind, Ning Que stood at the top of the carriage, watching the smoke and dust gradually rising under the round sunset in the distance, his brows gradually frowned, and he reached into his lips and blew a sharp whistle.
There was a sudden silence in the camp, and the horse began to commotion.
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In the company of the setting sun, Sangsang ate the omelette noodles by himself.
There is not a single green onion in the noodles because she doesn't like to eat green onions. The reason why she used to put green onions in the past was because someone liked it.
She applied Chen Kum Kee's powder to her heart in the mirror alone, and no one would always laugh at her.
She slept alone, rolling from left to right and from right to left, the bed looked much bigger.
On the bed, she kicks her legs when she wants to kick, stretches her arms if she wants to stretch her arms, and no longer worry about who is kicking and who is beating.
Life alone in Chang'an is very comfortable, very uncomfortable.
Sangsang is lying on the bed, looking at the tree outside the window, looking at the stars in the leaves, wondering why there is still no moon? What is the moon that the master said? Where is the young master now?
It may be that the bed suddenly became bigger, so I was not used to it. Sangsang did not sleep well all night like the other day. She tossed till dawn. She yawned and rubbed her face to get up and pushed the door. Go to the alley to buy a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup, and then sit on the threshold of Lao Bi Zhai.
In the bright light that came in the morning, she ate without taste.
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The southernmost Yangguan of the Datang Empire is noisy, with countless caravans waiting to enter.
There is a regular carriage lined up.
An old man with withered hair and deep eyes was closing his eyes in the carriage.
He opened his eyes and looked at Chang'an City in the far north, his eyes filled with gentle and majestic light.
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(Amended one of the minor errors)