Nightfall Chapter 212: The successors of the gods

Piaotian Literature sitting on the Moyu God's seat, the ruling priest slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl kneeling outside the curtain. There was no expression on his face, but there seemed to be many complex emotions hidden in his eyes.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and the ruling priest said indifferently: "Although you have become a waste now, I hope your eyes are still there."[]

This voice is slightly hoarse, and there is an unstoppable violent aura in the calm and gracefulness. It directly hits the vibrating bead curtain of Shen Zuo Tao, and the clear voice echoes in the empty hall. In it, it seemed as if the rainstorm kept falling in the empty lacquered porcelain bowl.

Ye Hongyu knelt quietly on Liantao, not at all moved by the noise and the coercion contained in the sound, but burying his head lower, appearing more respectful.

A deacon of the adjudication department walked out from behind the curtain, holding a file in both hands, walked up to her body, smiled gently, and then handed the file into her hand.

Ye Hongyu took the scroll quietly, didn't get up, still kneeling, carefully read the contents of the scroll carefully, and then fell into a long time of thinking.

The volume was secretly returned to Xiling by the envoy from the temple of Tang Dynasty. It was written by Tianyu Sizuo Cheng Lixue. The content in the volume was a detailed description of the battle between Ning Que and Liu Yiqing, the side gate of the academy. Of course the focus of Ning Que was on the magical skill that Ning Que finally revealed with that sword.

"What do you think about that person?"

The indifferent and solemn voice of the ruling priest resounded from behind the bead curtain.

Ye Hongyu quietly listened to the impact of the bead curtain, and said in a slow voice: "The speed of Ning Que's realm is beyond my prediction. As for the magical skills that Tianyusi has done...in my opinion It was just a mere appearance, because according to the details, Ning Que's condensed heaven and earth teeth, Qi, and finally turned into the Haotian Divine Radiance should have burst out of the knife and not be taken from nature."

There is dead silence in the hall.

Ye Hongyu, through the details of the dossier dagger, had doubts about Ning Que's true method of using the knife. This and doubt pointed to a very surprising fact, so there was a silence in the room.

I don’t know how long it has been, but the ruling sharp priest asked in a low voice: "Can you confirm?"

Ye Hongyu shook his head and said, "Mr. Ke also showed magic skills in the world and since Ning Que's little maid worshipped at the gate of the God of Light, no one could doubt him without evidence. , Even if you can doubt it, you can’t make it clear to the world."

The ruling priest looked at her kneeling in front of her without emotion, and suddenly said: "Can you prove it?"

Ye Hongyu said calmly: "It used to be, but now it can't."

The ruling priest looked at the girl’s peaceful expression, and felt that a dryness was growing from his chest and abdomen, and said angrily: "Then what's the use of you?"

Ye Hongyu was silent for a while and said: "At least there is still a sight."

A dull cough like thunderous face suddenly sounded behind the bead curtain, and then couldn't stop.

After a long time, the ruling priest stopped coughing and looked at her indifferently through the bead curtain, and said: "You have been contaminated by the demon of Liansheng, and you need to be purified and choose stone houses to cultivate and escape the world. It is good. Choose, during this time you don’t care about the affairs of the department."

Ye Hongyu knows very well that this simple sentence of Lord God is tantamount to depriving the position of the adjudicating division. In fact, since returning from the wasteland, she reclusively lived in the stone house and rarely paid attention to the adjudication division. Affairs, however, the right to ignore and the right to be admitted are two different things.

She is now severely damaged, and the Mango Realm has fallen to the middle rank of Dongxuan and even continues to fall. If the position of adjudicating Sisi no longer exists, then the temple has eaten countless before her The suffering people may turn those mocking and contemptuous eyes into real behavior.

Ye Hongyu knelt on the wave of the **** seat, silent and did not answer.

The ruling priest leaned back tiredly again, with his hand on his forehead, looking at the girl outside the curtain, a trace of boredom and sarcasm in his deep eyes.

Such giants like him sitting on the cloud in the temple, absolutely cannot accept the waves of the gods. Some people try to maintain pride and refuse to kneel and bow their heads humbly. In the past few years, because of Ye Hongyu’s talent, the master admired her. , He also valued her, coupled with the person in Guanli, so he could calmly watch her proud, and even support her pride, but now that she is not qualified to be proud, then go to silence.

"This matter, this seat has been revised and learned, your brother, thank you for your disposal."

The ruling priest looked at the girl outside the curtain indifferently, crushing her last psychological dependence.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Ye Hongyu's expression became a little bleak, his body trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were filled with self-deprecating and lost emotions, like a seemingly hard egg. The man smashed the outermost shell, exposing the fragile inside.

I don’t know how long it took, she seemed to finally wake up, with a sad smile on the corners of her lips, and bowed to the **** seat behind the bead curtain, saying: "These years, relying on the **** seat It is only today that I am, and disciple Rong thanks Daen.

The ruling priest frowned and looked at the girl who saluted the girl who was crawling on the curtain Tao. Suddenly he felt that his decisive treasure seemed to be in a hurry. He always felt the sad smile on the corner of the girl’s lips and this sentence that sounded a little desperate and sad. , Hiding some meanings that I didn't understand.

Ye Hongyu finished his salute and stood up slowly. Just before leaving the tide, she looked at the Lord God seat on the Moyu seat behind the curtain, and said softly: "This story between the Southern Jin Jiange and the Academy, The disciples thought it was better not to interfere with the adjudication department, although this was an afterthought."

The ruling priest watched her suddenly coughing again in pain, and sternly shouted: "It's not terrible to fall in the realm. It's really terrifying for you to be cowardly and cowardly... My Xiling Temple rules the world, and the ruling division executes the scriptures. Commandments, who dare to ask questions about this?"

Ye Hongyu said no more, and walked out of this black hall.

Standing at the top of the tall stone steps outside the Taoist Temple, looking at the smoke from the fields outside Taoshan, she was silent for a while and suddenly sighed and said: "Someone is dying again."

The deacon who handed her the file before, sent her to the outside of the temple, was standing beside her quietly...Listening to her emotion...I couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If you murmured, "Master God has been suffering from colds in recent months... I have a bad cough, and my temper has become a little bit irritable. Please don't worry about it. As for the Jiange, the **** person is always going to die. "

As the most powerful and terrifying priest in the Xiling Temple...The realm has already been advanced to the top of life, sitting on the cloud head and looking at the world like ants, people like this have long been invaded, and there is no possibility of colds, or colds. , How can you cough, how can you be grumpy without coughing? Ye Hongyu looked at the deacons of the Judgment Division who looked at him with mocking and contemptuous eyes in the distance, and suddenly said with sympathy: "I was injured by the Light God Seat, but it is not so easy."

Xiling Temple has a head teacher and three gods.

Regardless of whether the people sitting on the seat of God are always sick or injured or imprisoned, as long as they are still alive, they are infinitely respected... The great priests worshipped by hundreds of millions of people in the world.

At some point last year, the Great Priest Guangming, who had been imprisoned in Youge for more than ten years, escaped from his religion and died with Master Yan Se on an unknown mountain outside Chang'an City.

There was an empty seat on Xiling Temple.

The seat of God is empty for others.

Xiling Temple cannot allow this and the situation to continue for too long...So after knowing that the Great Priest Guangming once left a descendant in the world, what the temple urgently needs to do... is to bring that descendant back to Xiling.

This matter is still in secret for the time being.

People outside the temple, if they know about this, they will probably have some doubts, why Tao Ren Guangming God's seat apostasy and brought great harm to the temple, but the people in Xiling Temple still He must choose his descendants to take over the position of the Light God Seat.

But for the people in the Xiling Temple, this matter is very natural, because the apostate Guangming Grand Priest is still the Guangming Grand Priest, and because for countless years, the inheritance of the three gods of Taoshan has never been done by the palm The teacher or the great priest decides by himself, but by Wu Tian.

The inheritance of the three gods, each relying on a different path.

Judging the inheritance of the **** seat is made by Haotian through the judgment of power.

The inheritance of the Oracle God Seat was made by Haotian through the revealing of prophecies.

The quiet inheritance of the Light God Seat is the choice made by Haotian through the continuation of light.

The dying great priest of Guangming found his successor in Chang'an. This must be Haotian's will, so that successor must be the great priest of the future.

Especially after the news from the South China Sea, the head teacher of the Xiling Temple and the Oracle God Seat strengthened their confidence, and did not hesitate to let the Light God Seat wait for the return of its true master.

Ling 47 Lane, in Old Bi Zhai.

Ning Que looked at Cheng Lixue in front of him and was silent for a long time.

In the Royal Court of the Right Tent of the Wasteland, he once met the Lord Sizu of the Temple Tianyu. In that dispute, Cheng Lixue's calm and even fairness left a good impression on him, but today I see He felt very uncomfortable with the silver white beard and hair of the other party.

Because the other party is a great figure in Xiling Temple, but the attitude in the previous conversation was so sincere and even a little humble, especially when Sang Sang Duan tea came up, Cheng Lixue's respectful appearance made it easy for Ning Que to have something This is an illusion, is this guy the future son of himself and Sangsang.

Ning Que picked up the teacup on the table, thought for a moment and said: "I probably understand the ins and outs of this matter, but I really can't promise you anything."

Cheng Lixue looked at him quietly, and suddenly frowned: "Although there have been occasional misunderstandings between the temple and the academy over the years, they still respect each other."

Ning Que said: "I respect the Haotian Taoist Sect."

Cheng Lixue sighed and said: "Sister Sangsang will be the light seat of my temple in the future. The hundreds of millions of Haotian believers in the world, including me, will kneel and salute to her. Sir, you let her make a bed here and be poured tea and water, so where is the respect for the door?"