Nightfall

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The arbiter of the ruling, sitting on the Moyu seat, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl kneeling down outside the curtain. There was no expression on her face, but there seemed to be a lot of complex emotions hidden in her eyes.

I do n’t know how long it has passed, the ruling Archbishop said indifferently: “Although you have become a waste now, I hope your vision is still there.”

This voice was slightly hoarse, and there was an unstoppable violent breath hidden in the grace and elegance, directly striking the sway of the bead curtain in front of the throne, and the clear voice echoed in the empty temple. It seemed as though the heavy rain kept falling in an empty lacquered porcelain empty bowl.

Ye Hongyu knelt quietly in front of the curtain. There was no slight movement because of the noise and the pressure contained in the sound, but he buried his head lower and looked more respectful.

A deacon of the ruling division came out from behind the curtain, holding a dossier in both hands, and walked to her with a gentle comfort, then handed the dossier to her.

Ye Hongyu took the file quietly, did not get up, still kneeling, carefully read the contents recorded in the file carefully, and then fell into a long time of thinking.

The volume was passed back to Xiling by secret missions of the Tang Dynasty's temple missions. The pen was written by Cheng Lixue, the director of the oracle. The content of the volume is a detailed description of the battle between Ning Que and Liu Yiqing. The focus of the description is of course on Ning Que's magic technique that was finally revealed.

"What do you think of that person you have seen?"

The indifferent and solemn voice of the ruling grand priest sounded again from behind the bead curtain.

Ye Hongyu listened quietly to the sound of the bead curtain, and said slowly: "Ning Quexiu is faster than the realm, which is beyond my prediction. As for the magical act of Tianyusi ... It seems to me just an apprentice It has its form, because according to the details, Ning lacked the condensed vitality of heaven and earth at the time, and finally turned into the Haotian Shenhui. It should have burst out from the sword, not extracted from nature. "

There was silence in the hall of Tao.

Through the details on the dossier, Ye Hongyu had some doubts about Ning Que's real means. This kind of doubts pointed to a very surprising fact, so there was silence in the field.

Not knowing how long it passed, the voice of the deciding grand priest asked slightly: "Can you confirm?"

Ye Hongyu shook his head and said, "Mr. Ke also showed his magic in the world. And since the young maid Ning Que was worshipped under the gate of the Light God, no one can doubt him without evidence, even if Can doubt, can not show this doubt to the world. "

Ruling that the Grand Priest looked at her kneeling in front of her with no emotion, suddenly said: "Can you prove it?"

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

The ruling magistrate looked at the quiet expression of the girl. I felt a sense of dryness from the chest and abdomen. Shen Nu said: "So what else do you do?"

Ye Hongyu said after a moment of silence: "At least there is still vision."

A dull coughing sound suddenly sounded behind the bead curtain, and then could not stop.

After a long time, it was decided that the great priest stopped coughing and stared at her indifferently through the bead curtain, saying, "You have been stained by Liansheng's demon head and need to be purified. It is a good choice to choose a stone house for hard work During this time. You do n’t have to deal with the affairs of Secretary. "

Ye Hongyu knows very well that this simple sentence by Lord God is equivalent to taking away the position of the ruler of the ruling Division. In fact, since the return of the wasteland, she has been hiding in the stone house, and she rarely pays attention to the affairs of the Ruling Division. Ignoring and being deprived of the right to treat are two different things.

She is now seriously damaged. The state has fallen to Dongxuan Zhongpin and even continues to go down. If even the position of the ruling secretary no longer exists, then the people who have eaten countless sufferings in front of her in the shrine may ridicule those who despise them. The gaze becomes real behavior.

Ye Hongyu knelt before the throne. Silent, no answer.

Ruling the Grand Priest leaned back slightly tiredly. Holding his forehead with his hands, looking at the girl outside the curtain, a trace of boredom and sarcasm appeared in the deep eyes.

Such as his temple giant sitting in the cloud, absolutely can not accept that before the gods, some people tried to maintain pride, refused to humble down and kneel down, in the past years, because of the talent of Ye Hongyu, he taught to appreciate her, he also valued She, plus the man in Guanli, so he can calmly watch her pride and even support her pride, but now that she is not qualified for pride, then go to silence.

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

Ruling the Great Priest looked at the girl outside the curtain indifferently, breaking her final psychological dependence.

Sure enough, after hearing this sentence, Ye Hongyu's expression became a bit bleak, her body trembling slightly, and her eyebrows were full of self-deprecation and lost emotions, just like a seemingly hard egg, which was finally crushed. The outermost shell reveals the fragile inner.

I don't know how long it took, she seemed to finally wake up, a sorrowful smile appeared on her lips, and she gave a big gift to the **** behind the bead curtain, saying, "Over the years, I have been blessed by the Lord God, It is only today that disciple Rong thanks Xie Daen. "

The ruling magistrate frowned and looked at the girl saluting in front of the curtain. Suddenly she felt that her decision seemed to be in a hurry. She always felt the sad smile on the corner of the girl ’s lips, and the words that sounded desperate and sad, hiding some I didn't understand it.

Ye Hongyu finished her salute and stood up slowly. Just before leaving, she looked at the Lord of the Gods on the Moyuza behind the curtain and whispered: "This story between the Nanjin sword pavilion and the academy, the disciples thought the ruling division It ’s better not to intervene, although this is an afterthought. "

The Great Priest of Ruling watched her suddenly cough again in pain, and shouted loudly: "It is not terrible to fall down. It is really terrible that you are cowardly and cowardly. I rule the world, and the Xingling Temple executes the commandments of the Ruling Division How dare people ask questions about this? "

Ye Hongyu said nothing more and walked out of this black temple.

Standing at the top of the high stone steps outside the Taoist Temple and looking at the field cooking smoke outside Taoshan, she silenced for a moment and suddenly sighed, "Someone is going to die."

The previous deacon who handed the dossier to her was sent to the outside of the temple all the time, and was standing beside her quietly. Listening to her emotions, she couldn't help feeling emotions. Her voice whispered softly, "I have been suffering from a cold in recent months, and my cough has been severe, and my temper has become more irritable. As for the sword pavilion, **** people are always going to die. "

As the most powerful and terrifying priest in the Xiling Temple. The realm has already reached the top of the destiny of death, sitting on the cloud and watching the world as all ants. It seems that such a person has already been sick and invaded. Where can there be cold and cold, how can you cough, how can you be grumpy without coughing?

Ye Hongyu looked at the ruling deacon who looked at him with mocking, pitying and pitying eyes. Suddenly said with sympathy: "I was hurt by the Light God Block. It's not so easy to be good."

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There is an adult in charge of the Xiling Temple, and there are three parties.

No matter whether the person sitting on the throne is always sick, wounded or imprisoned, as long as they are still alive, they are the great priests who are admired and admired by hundreds of millions of people in the world.

At some time last year, the Great Priest of Light, who was imprisoned for more than ten years, fled from apostasy, and then died with Master Yan Se on an unnamed mountain on the outskirts of Chang'an City.

One side of the throne was empty above the Xiling Temple.

The seat of God is empty.

The Xiling Temple could not allow this to last for too long, so when it became known that the Great Priest of Light had left a descendant in the world, the Temple was in a hurry to do. It was to take the heir back to Xiling.

This matter is still in a state of secrecy for the time being.

People outside the temple, if they know this, will probably have some doubts. Why did the former light priest apostate come out and caused great damage to the temple, but the people in the Xiling temple still have to choose his successor. Come to take over the position of the light seat.

But for the people in the Xiling Temple, this matter is very natural, because the abbot of the apostasy is still the abbreviation of the abbot, and it is because of countless years. The inheritance of the Taoist trio is never determined by the palm master or the great priest himself. It is Haotian's decision.

The inheritance of the tripartite gods, each following a different path.

Ruling the inheritance of the constellation is Haotian's choice by judging the power.

The inheritance of the oracle of the oracle is Haotian's choice by revealing the prophecy.

The inheritance of the constellation of light is Haotian's choice through the continuation of light.

It is certainly Haotian's will to find his prince, the bright priest, in Chang'an. Then the successor must be the future prince.

Especially after the news came from the South China Sea, the Xiling Temple's palms and the oracles, more and more firmed their confidence, and did not hesitate to let the light to wait for the return of its true master.

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In the forty-seven lane, in the old pen.

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

In the wasteland right account Wang Ting, he once met the master of the temple temple oracle. In that dispute, Cheng Lixue showed calm and even justice, which left him a good impression, but today he looked at the other party in silver Like Xue's beard, he felt very uncomfortable.

Because the other party is a great figure in the Xiling Temple, but the attitude of the previous conversation was so sincere and even a little humble, especially when Sang Sang Duan tea came up, Cheng Lixue's conscientious appearance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com It is easy to have an illusion whether this guy is the future son of himself and Sang Sang.

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

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 are still respectful of each other."

Ning Que said: "I respect Haotian Daomen very much."

Cheng Lixue sighed and said: "Sister Sang Sang will be the bright seat of my temple in the future, including me, hundreds of millions of believers in the world, kneeling down to salute her, not daring to say much, but you, Mr. Thirteen Let her make beds here and be served with tea and water, so where is the respect for Daomen? "

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