Nightfall

The experience changes the temperament, the level determines the height, and the practitioners are naturally different from ordinary people. Since ancient times, those who have passed the threshold of the five realms have been able to call the wind and rain, shake the sky, overlook the life, and the spiritual world is gradually away from the earth. Leaving the non-human realm.

This is a very easy-to-understand truth. The Master failed to avoid this journey of thought. Later, he and Ning Que changed the matter. The method he used to find his heart was quite incredible.

The older brother is the fastest person in the world, but he is called Li Slow, because he does things very slowly, even the adolescence and the period of confusion after becoming a big practitioner, come much slower than others, but He will come back after all. He once thought about this issue, and had his own opinions, or choices-at this time he said that the drunkard is not human, not to praise the other party's realm, but to vaguely accuse.

A gentle person like him would actually blame the other party, explaining how calm he looked at this time, in fact he was extremely angry.

——He is angry that the drunkard kills people, kills sages, kills sages for no reason, and may kill more people. This is something he finds difficult to understand and unacceptable.

Yokogi said sarcastically: "It's hypocritical."

The so-called spiritual practice, regardless of whether you enter the world or not, whether it is a picture of immortality or nirvana, is essentially a matter of practice against the ordinary people. Previously, he said that the academy was hypocritical. At this time, listening to the master said that there are people who cannot bear people Heart, insisting on putting himself in the category of ordinary people, he could not help but ridicule again.

The older brother recalled the conversations that Houshan had in the academy, and said: "The second teacher and the younger brother have criticized me in the past. The younger brother said something more obscure, but Junmo was very direct. Although the third teacher has never made any comments, But I know that she has always looked down on my way of doing things over the years ... really hypocritical ... Since I can kill people, I should kill them. If I do n’t, I will blame others for my responsibility, and ... always Find some people who should be killed. "

He gradually calmed down, and looked at the drunkard and said, "The water is turbid and the laundry and foot washing are all feasible. Surabaya is red. I can't always walk on the water without wet shoes."

This calm word hides a certain determination. For Daomen, it indicates a certain great danger. Long Qing, who has been listening silently, squinted slightly, and his expression gradually froze.

"It's useless even if you start killing now."

The drunkard's expression was very indifferent, saying: "Haotian loves the world, I am not Haotian, you love the world, I am not you, I kill people, you will suffer, you kill people, but how can you help me?"

Brother asked: "Is there no person or thing you care about in this world?"

"I have lived for countless years, all my friends and relatives have died, my old friends have nothing, now I am old and lonely, and I don't like or hate people in the world, how can you kill me, how can I move me?"

The drunkard's expression was indifferent, but there was endless vicissitudes in his speech, which silenced the other three.

At this time, a small rain fell, the rain cleared the dust on the ground, softened the willow leaves on the river bank, wet the hair, and brought a cold autumn mood to the world.

In autumn rain, the brother looked at the drunkard and said, "So I must lose?"

The drunkard said: "There is love, so there is fear, you can't help but lose."

Long Qing and Yokogi left the imperial city in the rain, and took two thousand Xiling Temple guardian cavalry, and headed towards the direction of Daze and Song. In the misty rain, millions of people will die.

The autumn rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the master lowered his head to stand in front of Yu, and stood in front of Liu Yiqing's body. The rain wet his hair, and he drew in front of his forehead, looking a bit bleak.

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The world is flat, but the rain cannot be completely uniform, otherwise there will be no floods and floods in the world, but this autumn's rain has covered most of the mountains, rivers and towns, but fortunately the rain is not Big, hesitant, not anxious or not, unlike the fearful year when Confucius ascended to heaven, more like a spring rain that wets people's hearts.

It was also raining in Chuzhou, the pavilion eaves on Dongshan were wet, and people ’s clothes were wet. Two old servants knelt in front of Taishou ’s body and wept bitterly. The officials and gentlemen who came from the city in the early morning were pale and shocked. Unable to speak, no one noticed what a man who looked like a master did on the pavilion.

Although the scenery of Dongshan is good, but the terrain is too high, the tourists are rare, and no one has ever understood why the guardian, who is known for his clean and loving people, why should he mobilize his husband to spend money at the time of the country's severe situation, and no one knows such a pavilion at the peak This pavilion, which brought extremely rare negative evaluations to the Taishou, is actually a teleportation array that can transmit some very brief and important information to Chang'an City.

Such a teleportation array is very costly. Even with the rich resources of Datang, it can only be built in several places. Helan City and Tuyang City are each one. Chuzhou is facing the Yan and Song Dynasties, and its strategic position is becoming increasingly important. Capital, the Tai Shou came forward and presided over the construction of this pavilion with a bad reputation.

The man who walked into the Dongshan Pavilion, in the eyes of the Chuzhou officials, was the chief of staff who was too guarded. In fact, he was a dark bodyguard directly under the palace. What he had to do was to start the pavilion.

Dongshan Pavilion sent the first piece of information to Chang'an City. It was not the invasion of Yansong or the collapse of the river embankment, but a death. The man who built the pavilion ... died.

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Changan City is also raining, the rain is flowing down the bright yellow eaves, the garden is responded to the autumn chrysanthemum in the season, the washing is more beautiful and bright, the yellow core overlaps, it is extremely pleasing to the eye. In the Yu Study Room, Li Yu watched the news of Taishou's death just from the small building, and was silent for a long time. Looking at Qiu Ju outside the window, he was silent for a long time.

Zeng Jing looked at her slightly pale face, forcibly suppressed the shock and anger in her heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "The court must respond, otherwise ... it will be a real mess."

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An empire, a court, a territory, these terms can be maintained by spirit or courage or historical inheritance, but what is really important is the management organization, in other words, the affairs officials at all levels, and the perfect system also needs It is up to the person to do the specific treatment.

When an official may die at any time, when an official finds himself at any time, the system of management of the empire will be crumbling and will irreversibly collapse.

Chuzhou is too stubborn, the court must respond, either find and kill the murderer, or conceal the truth, or let the enemy stop. Since the truth cannot be concealed, there are only two other options left.

Being able to penetrate the national border, ignoring the Tianshu Department and the academy in silence, killing Chuzhou Taishou people, there are only two or three people in the world-no matter who it is, the Tang Dynasty is not able to deal with it, even if Datang is the strongest in the world Big country-because those people have gone beyond the world.

Li Yu knew this very well, and looked at Huang Ju, who was wet from the rain outside the window, and said, "Let the college deal with it ... Kill that person, or find a way to stop that person ... But, Ning Que, you still have to put it in the end That man killed, otherwise how could Mr. Ouyang look away? "

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Ning Que was eating noodles on the city wall when he knew that the guardian was dead. During these dozens of days, his diet and living were all on the city wall because he wanted to overlook the world and wait for the time.

He did n’t know Chuzhou ’s Ouyang Taishou, he had only heard of the other ’s honorable name, and was a little sentimental. Then he was silent. He raised his iron bow and aimed at Linkang City last night. Waiting for the drunkard to appear, he knew his plan and his brother ’s plan. If there is no success, the drinker's counterattack will inevitably come, but I did not expect that the counterattack will come so fast.

The drunkard and the butcher are special existences in the history of spiritual practice. They are accompanied by years and are unpredictable. They have already been extraordinary. If possible, the academy does not want to be hostile to them, but now that they have surrendered to Haotian, they have become the most academy. Enemies who want to kill.

A long time ago, the academy started to prepare to deal with drunkards and butchers, but never thought of practical ways. The arrangements made in advance also showed a disturbing sense of determination, so Ning Que did not kill the teacher before he left the world. The drunkard and the butcher are extremely irresponsible, and they have not given up the opportunity to find all the strong men in a direct and long distance.

Unfortunately, he missed this opportunity, so now he is very likely to become stupid, if let him know that this is due to Long Qing's shot, or will have more sense of cause and effect.

"I'm going down." Ning Que said.

Dozens of Tang Jun have been taking care of his diet and living on the city wall. Those who are busy in the temporary kitchen are even the master chefs in the palace. People know that he has not left the city wall in one step these days. When he said he was leaving, he was surprised.

Is not a trip, just leave.

Ning Que walked down the city wall and walked on the dark blue stone ground wet by autumn rain.

After the autumn, the leaves on both sides of Suzaku Avenue were quickly dyed red and yellow. After the early morning rain, countless leaves left the tip and fell, piled up like Cailan on the street, and there was no knee in the depths.

In a short time, the drunkard will not give another chance, and the strong men of the Xiling Temple will also become very cautious, and they dare not enter Changan, then he will be guarded against the city wall, which makes little sense.

Now the problem he wants to solve is how to stop the drunkards from killing people—if the drunkards continue to kill, the army of the Xiling Temple and the Golden Horde will not wait for the attack ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The Tang Dynasty will overthrow.

The drunkard had not done this before, because he was afraid of the academy, because the master Yu Wei still existed, and because he yearned for the kingdom of God, he was not willing to destroy the world.

Now that he has started to make a splash, how should the college respond?

If Master and Uncle Shi are still alive, the matter is naturally simple. One stick or sword kills the fellow, and by the way, the butcher is slaughtered. Unfortunately, they are no longer there.

Brother is difficult to stop the drunkard, because he is not that kind of person. Brother II is also not good. These two people will only go to work hard with the drunkard, just like they used to do in Xuankong Temple.

When desperation is not needed, Ning Que despise the method of desperation, because he always thinks that his own life and the lives of the brothers and sisters of the Academy are always more important than the lives of others, whether you are a drunkard or a butcher, The first one is still subjective, and he is not qualified to change our lives, so he very much disagrees with the arrangement of Xiaoshu, and has never considered what the two brothers would do.

If Sister Three is in Chang'an, what will he do? If Lian Sheng is still alive, what will he do? Ning Que walked between the yellow and red fallen leaves, breathing the fresh air in the autumn rain, and his mind became very sober, knowing what he should do.

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