Nightfall Chapter 35: His and her conversation (part one)
■God is dead. !
Haotian will die too.
The previous sentence once rang like thunder in a certain world, shattering the dark sky and awakening countless ignorant people. The latter sentence, appearing in this world, should have a similar effect. It’s just a pity that only four people heard it when it first appeared. Regrettably, the person in the stone house listened to it. Arrived.
The story told by Xian is the story of Ning Que. He didn't even know what the story was about. He just memorized it very seriously and with a serious attitude far beyond the academy, according to Ning Que's explanation. , Not even a word is omitted.
After listening to this story, the middle-aged Taoist was a little emotional. Hearing the last two sentences, the middle-aged Taoist's expression finally changed, but the stone house was always quiet.
Yu Xian was prepared for this situation a long time ago. He forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, ignored the other party’s reaction at all, lowered his head and continued to repeat Ning Que’s words-those were what Ning Que wanted to say to the world. What I want to say to the man in the stone house.
"To destroy together, it is better to progress together. There is no eternity in the world. Before Haotian appeared, there was no Haotian in the world, so why can't there be Haotian?"
"Before Haotian, there was Dao Sect. Dao Sect wanted to protect the world, so Haotian was born. Then the Academy and Dao Sect should have been in the same way."
Yu Xian lowered his head and spoke, and his voice became smaller and smaller, because he vaguely understood the meaning of this sentence, and felt that the four characters in Ning Que’s colleague were too shameless. As a repeater, he naturally It's hard to take it for granted as before. Sweat dripped from his forehead and hit the ground in front of the stone house because the distance was too close to splash the flowers.
"Since you are in the same way, why bother to meet in life and death? Since a thousand years, Daomen will naturally regard the master as the strongest, but Haotian must die. Daomen always choose a new path. Such a big change has not been seen in a thousand years. Such a person of great wisdom cannot preside over. Even if you have reservations, why can’t you watch for two more years? Ye Su is your student, if he becomes holy, you are the saint teacher, Chen Pipi is your son, if he To be sanctified, you are the Holy Father, and you are the Holy Master, Holy Father, Holy Lord on a new road, and the Holy Trinity, why not?"
It's very quiet on the cliff, except for the mountain breeze, only Yuxian's voice. The people in the stone hut did not agree or disagree, just listened quietly.
Yu Xian's voice is getting smaller and smaller, but his words are getting smoother, almost nagging, and finally he subconsciously adds his own words.
"One is your most accomplished student, and the other is your biological son. Daomen... isn't it your family's business? It's all a family, so you can't talk about it?"
After saying this, Xian only realized that he had said too much, his face instantly became paler, but the sweat suddenly converged to feel the wind between the cliffs a bit cold.
The next moment, he found that he was still alive, and he couldn't help but decide that if he could go to the temple later, he must shut up and let Chen Qi speak without saying a word.
After listening to Ning Que's retelling by Youxian, the stone house was still quiet. The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand to indicate that Youxian and Chen Qi had left Yaping and they had completed the task, where would they dare to stay longer and retreat towards the mountain road. Still like a restless rabbit.
With a creak, the door of the stone house opened again, and an ordinary wheelchair slowly drove out of it. An old man was sitting on the chair, and the old man was covered with a gray blanket.
The person in the chair has lived for more than a thousand years. In terms of time, he is already very old, but in fact, when he occasionally appears in the world, he never makes people feel old until the battle of Chang'an. Until he was sealed by Haotian, he was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His temples are pale, and his eyebrows are gradually softening.
But no matter how old he is, even if he is now a useless person, as long as he is still alive, he can hold the door tightly in his hand, and he is the most terrifying opponent of the academy.
In Ning Que's eyes, the master of censorship is far more important than the alcoholic and butcher, not because of the unimaginable supernatural powers that this person has shown, but because he is the master of censorship.
The world of this thousand years is the world of the Master, the world of the Master, but the subject has always been there, but this fact alone proves many things.
The middle-aged Taoist pushed his wheelchair to the cliff.
The watcher quietly looked at the flowing clouds outside the cliff and the remnant snow between the green mountains, and said slowly: "Ning Que has been trapped in Chang'an for half a year. In many people’s eyes, he did nothing, just the last time he was imprisoned. Repeatedly, but in fact he has been thinking, this is what he does."
Yes, Ning Que has been thinking.
He was thinking about how to solve the problems of the world, so as to solve the problems of the kingdom of God, and finally he came to the conclusion that to solve the problems of the world, he needs to convince the observer.
It’s not about defeating or killing the master, but persuading—he believes that the master has the possibility of being persuaded, because the master is not a drinker, a butcher, or a monster tortured by the obsession of existence. He sees Now, the guru is a person who has broken away from low-level tastes, a person with extremely high aesthetics, and a strong heart. In other words, he thinks that the guru is a person who is very similar to the teacher, which is great praise.
Through the teachings of the Master, he lived with Sangsang on the Buddha’s chessboard for countless years. Ning Que’s knowledge of faith is much deeper than before. He knew the origins of Taoism and Haotian. So he was very convinced that Guanzhu was definitely not the fools in the world who wept bitterly when seeing Shenhui. The piety of Guanzhu was not in Haotian, but in his insistence.
That idea is the biggest secret of Daomen since ancient times.
With Haotian guarding the world, the world is the root, the object that the Taoist wants to protect.
Whether the gambler who founded the Taoist school or the master of the Taoist school today, in their hearts, Haotian has no innate sacredness.
So Ning Que tried his best to tell the viewer the story and the last two sentences.
He knows that the viewer does not need to wake up himself, but he wants to remind him.
If God is dead, Haotian can die too.
There is Protestantism in that world, and Taoism can also embark on a new path.
The old world waved goodbye, and the new world made its debut. As long as Daomen actively embraces this trend, then you can still have your place in the new world.
The Daomen can still guard the world, but in a different way.
Ning Que wanted to remind him that this world itself is much more important than Haotian.
This is not only the view of the academy, but also the most essential idea of Taoism.
Then why can't academy and Taoism be the same?
Ning Que chose the master to be the subject of the dialogue because he knew that the master could understand him and that the master possessed sufficient wisdom, and that the master was a truly remarkable person.
Only a truly amazing person can make such an amazing decision.
"The Master is a great man and can teach such students."!
The subject calmly said: "Ning Que can see through the roots of Taoism and see my ideas, he is also an amazing person."
The middle-aged Taoist was moved, because in this sentence, Guanzhu spoke highly of Ning Que, and even more because Guanzhu implicitly admitted his truest thoughts.
The watcher looked beyond the cliff and was silent for a long time.
The hand of the middle-aged Taoist who fell on the wheelchair trembled slightly, even he. At this time, he felt endless tension, because what happened next would inevitably change the fate of the entire world and even the Vast Sky Divine Kingdom.
There are a lot of clouds outside the cliff. White cloud flocks are floating everywhere, like waves on the water, which seem to come and go freely, but are actually shaped by the wind and attracted by the earth.
The Guanzhu looked at the clouds and said calmly: "It's a pity... he still doesn't understand himself."
Yu Xian doesn't understand either. Although he is a storyteller, he is indistinguishable from a parrot. He does not know who God is and what crusades are. What is the relationship between that religion and Taoism? What does Ning Que want to say to the master, what about Haotian? Might die?
Leaving Yaping·Zhao Nanhai and dozens of temple cavalry are waiting for them there. The scene is a little nervous, but Yuxian is not afraid. Pointing to the small stone houses and saying: "I can get there, then there is no Wrong, if I can come back alive, you can't kill me."
Zhao Nanhai looked at the little stone house silently, and didn't know what he was thinking. In the end, he didn't do anything, leading Yuxian and Chen Qi to the summit.
The white temple on the top of Taoshan Peak is the main hall of Xiling Temple. It is the highest building of the Haotian Daomen in the world. It is also the place where the two sides negotiate today.
The floor of the temple is paved with extremely smooth stone bricks, like a bronze mirror, reflecting the sky light from everywhere, and it looks like gold paved. The space in the temple is huge, and the stone walls are engraved with religious frescoes everywhere. They are all inlaid with gems, as if they have brought together the wealth of the entire world, so it also seems to have the importance of the entire world, very solemn and sacred.
Thousands of priests and deacons stood silently in the temple, lined up in a neat line. No one spoke, no sound was heard, just like a sea of silence.
Yu Xian and Chen Qi walked in the crowd, as if they were going in a separate sea, always feeling that there was a palpitating storm hidden in the quiet crowd.
After walking for a long time, they finally walked to the deepest platform of the temple. There was a waterfall-like light curtain hung on the stage. On the curtain was a very tall, god-like figure, whose voice sounded like thunder. , Has a terrifying power.
The tall figure used to be the most mysterious person in the spiritual world with the master of the Demon Sect for twenty-three years, Cicada, but with that battle, he was seriously injured by Yu Lian, and he could no longer maintain the image of the year. , The very embarrassment that Ning Que shot with an arrow during the Light Sacrifice made his status in the hearts of Vast Sky believers in the world drop extremely seriously.
But after all, he is the head teacher of the Xiling Temple, a peerless powerhouse who has passed the five realms of cultivation and successfully reached the Apocalypse realm, and is the master of Taoism recognized by the master.
Yu Xian and Chen Qi maintained enough respect for the tall figure, and they were meticulous in both saluting and paying respects, and could not fault them. But to be honest, even the dullest priest could see that their attention was not on the master teacher behind the light curtain, but on the inconspicuous chair under the high platform.
The chair was not a strange treasure carved from a whole piece of South China Sea Moyu, but because the woman was sitting quietly in the chair, this ordinary chair became a Moyu God Seat.
She sat there with her eyes closed, and the world around her was turned into a blood-colored ocean, because she was wearing a blood-colored robe, she has the most beautiful and cold face in the world, she is the inviolable **** of judgment , She is the real powerhouse Ye Hongyu.
Ye Hongyu, the ruler of God, was the person Ning Que wanted to speak to her, that is, the person Yuxian and Chen Qi had always wanted to meet, and finally met today.
Youxian and Chen Qi were a little strangely silent. Just as they said last night, seeing each other is like not seeing each other-in front of thousands of priests and deacons, in front of powerful people such as Xiling Temple, even if they see Ye Hongyu, How can she avoid those eyes and let her hear Ning Que's words?
The ceremony in the temple has entered the procedure of praise, and there is not much time left for Yuxian and Chen Qi. Regardless of whether the negotiation between Tang and the temple can continue, they will leave Taoshan later, and that sentence The words are still hidden between their chests and abdomen.
Yu Xian looked at Chen Qi, thinking about the method he said last night, felt a bit dry in his lips and tongue, and muttered: "Really want to do this?"
Chen Qi stared at Ye Hongyu and said, "Otherwise, what else can I do?"
Youxian was silent for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to take two steps forward with difficulty, attracting the attention of the crowd in the temple, and then coughed twice, interrupting the sacrifice of a certain red priest.
"We have something to say."
Because of his nervousness, he looked at the people in the temple with a hoarse voice, "We are coming to our face with the will of peace, should we let us talk?"
Thousands of priests and deacons in the temple looked at him blankly. The red, purple and black robes on their bodies, like seas of different colors, came silently but rushed towards their faces, turning into a kind of as if The real pressure makes Yuxian hard to breathe.
At this moment, Chen Qi also took a step forward.
The atmosphere in the hall became more tense and suppressed.
Chen Qi seemed to feel nothing, looking at the ordinary chair in the distance, looking at the **** ocean, and said calmly and firmly: "Would you like to listen?"
This negotiation was originally a joke. If there is a negotiation, then it has been completed in front of the cliff stone house. She closed her eyes in the chair and seemed a little tired.
Even when she heard these words, she still did not open her eyes.
Chen Qi stared at her and said with a low voice: "Everyone knows that Ning Que wants to talk to the world, but in fact, he just wants to talk to you."
Yes, everyone knows that if Ning Que wants to talk to someone, the current ruling gods must be a master teacher among the conversation objects. Zhao Nanhai knows that the priests and deacons in the Xiling Temple, even those who sweep the floor Those servants know it.
So in Qinghe County, Xiong Chumo wanted these two Tang people to die.
So on Taoshan, they never met Ye Hongyu.
Until this moment, before thousands of priests and deacons, in the place where countless powerful people gathered, they finally saw Ye Hongyu, so they wanted to talk about it, even if they would die in the next moment, because even if they died, They also want her to hear him.