Nightfall

This sentence represents the academy's Jiedu, indicating that they did not intend to join the competition for the Tianshu Ming Word Scroll, so why will the college's practical training be changed to the north of Yanbian? Why did the backyard of the Academy send Ning Que all the way north?

Ye Su frowned slightly, apparently not understanding the meaning of the academy's definition of self as a passerby, and his eyes fell lightly on the master, thoughtful. Xia Hou obviously didn't feel that the situation would develop so much, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised, if the college left, how should he be between the two doors of Dao and Demon?

Tang looked at Xiahou, and Shen Sheng said: "I said that you are old, and as long as you are old and you will die, you will put the chance of changing your destiny on such things as illusory legends or heavenly books. A volume of heavenly books can really change everything. How could my Mingzong era be wiped out? How could the Lord of Gods float on the South China Sea? "

Hearing Tang mentioning that the teacher was drifting on the remote South China Sea, Ye Su's brows grew tighter.

Xia Hou Moran looked at Tang and said, "If you are not interested in Tianshu, how come you come here?"

Tang said: "The purpose of my coming here is to kill you."

Ye Su ignored the confrontation between the two generations of Mozong strong men. Although Xiahou was the guest of the Xiling Temple, this trip to the wilderness, it was obvious that the general had become distracted by the temple, just like him Same for the empire.

He just looked quietly at the academy master, his eyes slowly moving on this very inexistent scholar, and he seemed to want to see what the other party's true intention was to make this decision.

Xiahou slowly lowered his head, looking at the iron box tightly held in his hand.

At this moment, the sound of a horseshoe like rainstorm came from the Hulan Sea.

The earth trembled slightly, and countless rides on the most powerful black armor of the Datang Empire came from the south. The cavalry that had spread through the winter field could not see the end like a black tide, and the momentum was extremely alarming.

Then, from the east of the wasteland, hundreds of Xiling Temple cavalry cavalry riding black armor and golden charms came to the Hulan Sea in a very short time. The silence and silence showed the meaning of sacred and inviolable.

When the two cavalry came to the Hulan Sea, they restrained each other, and stood silently on the side of the horse ice. The cavalry, however, did not saddle, and still sat on the mount, maintaining the attitude of launching a charge at all times.

A depressive and tense atmosphere shrouded the Hulan Sea, beneath the mountains.

In the eyes of the world, the Xuanjia heavy cavalry of the Tang Dynasty and the cavalry of the Xiling Temple are undoubtedly the two most powerful and terrible cavalry. However, due to historical, political and religious factors, these two cavalry have never been in There have been head-to-head confrontations on the battlefield, at least in the history that can be seen.

Today, these two cavalrymen suddenly moved away from the Central Plains, went deep into the cold wasteland lake, and took on the task of coping. They are an important part of the robbery of the Tianshu Ming Word Scroll. Is it finally said that there will be a battle today?

Thick and heavy riding with amazing speed and terrifying like moving hills, has always been a nightmare for various practitioners on the battlefield, because the carefully cast thick armor can make war horses and knights completely ignore attacks such as flying swords.

At this time, these people standing at the foot of the north bank of the Hulan Sea are the world's strongest, of course not those ordinary practitioners who will easily die on the battlefield. Even when facing the heavy armor Xuanqi, they have maintained their calmness and calmness and confidence. It ’s just that even if you are a great practitioner who knows the pinnacle of destiny, you do n’t want to continuously collide with the endless heavy armored cavalry on the wasteland, because both the historical records of the Xiling Canon and the open battle records of the Datang Empire have The cavalry master will go crazy and use hundreds of precious heavy armored cavalry to pile up the stories of the dead and the strongest.

The battle for the Mingshu Mingshu, as the dark clouds and black tide like cavalry gathered, finally walked from the dark corner to the bright place of the world, which could no longer be concealed.

Looking at the Tang Dynasty heavy armor Xuanqi on the shore of Hulan Sea, the gentle smile on the face of the master of the academy finally disappeared. He looked at Xiahou and asked softly, "Do you want to rebel?"

Ye Su lowered his head and said softly: "Elder Xia wants to betray the door and return to Mozong's arms?"

The voices of these two people are very calm and soft, but they represent the two most powerful forces in the world, the Datang Empire and Wu Tiandaomen. No matter how strong the Xiahou force is, how faithful the army of the northeast side of the Tang Dynasty he commanded Geng Geng has served his life, and if he is abandoned by both parties at the same time, there is only one way to go.

After a moment of silence, Xia Hou said: "I am really old ... Tianshu is of no use to you, so you may not care, but it is useful to me, at least I hope it will be useful to me, so I really care."

Then he looked at Ye Su with a blank expression and said, "I am a guest from Xiling, but I am also a general of the empire. I am a man of the world, so I must rely on the power of the world, no matter whether you or Tang are not sure today I stayed, Mr. Da must not be able to shoot, so this volume of heaven must be taken away by me. "

Brother seemed to think of something, and sighed: "Why don't I shoot?"

Xia Hou Moran said: "Because I will dedicate the Ming Dynasty scroll to His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, in front of everyone, please ask Mr. Da to testify, and according to the rules set by the Master, this is the government and no one in the Academy can interfere. . "

As a general of the empire, he was far away from the station without any explanation. At present, he is more than good at making thousands of ride the Xuanjia to ride deeper into the wilderness. No matter how he looks, he has been conspiring to rebel, but as long as Xiahou really dedicated the book of Tianshu Ming afterwards Tang Tianzi, then all these actions can find a relatively reasonable explanation.

If the court of the Tang Dynasty accepts this volume of heavenly books, then this matter will become a matter of political affairs of the dynasty. According to the Master's stern order, no matter how many people in the academy are unwilling, they must remain silent and even assist in secret. Today, on the banks of the Hulan Sea, if Master Hei no longer goes out for noon, Ye Su and Tang will walk in the world as two demons, and it is even less likely to shoot side by side. Then Xiahou under the guard of Qianqi will undoubtedly have the best opportunity.

The master sighed and said, "Doing so many things, you just want to glance at the scroll?"

Xia Hou said lightly: "You always have to take a look to give up."

The brother is silent, no more to say.

So there was silence in the field, and the wind by the Hulan Sea raked the ground and people's cheeks like a knife, some suppressed and some cold, just like the wind did not know where to fall, and no one knew how this war for the heavenly books end.

Just then, a voice rang.

"If General General wants to read Heavenly Books, why would he grab my box?"

Ning Que opened his eyes and looked at Xiahou with curiosity and doubt. His eyes were bright and clear, his expression was innocent and innocent. In fact, he was hiding a great maliciousness. He wanted to see the other side disappointed to vomit blood.

Except that Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu understood what he meant, the rest of the people thought his question was somewhat meaningless. The iron box was naturally the Tianshu Ming word scroll, otherwise how could Xiahou be willing to forcibly withstand the Xiling Temple and Academy for that box? Two mountains? Ye Su looked at Ning Que coldly, thinking that although the scroll had been lost for a long time, and he hadn't seen it in person, Xiahou had a long time to get it, and he must somehow confirm what was in the box.

The master did not enter the Mozong Mountain Gate, but somehow he seemed to believe Ning Que ’s words, and a few smiles appeared in his gentle and clean eyes. He looked at Xiahou and asked, "Yes, why?"

Xia Hou looked at the pair of college teachers and brothers, and said indifferently: "Mr. Da, Mr. Thirteen, could it be that a random sentence can mess up the mind of the instinct? I will definitely not mistake the breath of the iron box."

The iron box is very ordinary, but it is very thick, and it is very well closed along the line. There is a slight rust mark on the surface and the smooth metallic luster of the previous Xiahou fingers. It is impossible to distinguish what is inside from the weight and feel.

But Xiahou can clearly feel the breath of things in the box, that breath is so familiar and makes him feel awe, this awe originates from the deepest part of knowing the sea, as if it is instinctive admiration in instinct, he believes in the field Among so many people, only the old Ming Sect can feel the breath of things in the box so clearly.

In addition to the volume of Tianshu Mingzi that Ming Zongkai sent, what else can there be in this world that can make you feel intimidated and admired from your instincts? Want to get close but not too close?

The iron box clicked open.

There is no Tianshu Mingzi in it, not even a piece of paper.

There was only a box of dull ashes, mixed with a little bone that had not been exhausted.

He is a martial arts pinnacle strong man, his powerful hands are stable like a mountain rock even holding a giant tripod, but at this time, just holding a small iron box, he began to tremble, and his face became more and more heavy like black iron.

Xiahou stared at the ash in the box, and remained silent for a long time. The eyebrows of the ink silkworm had no longer a trace of anxiety, and he started to twist and smooth, the thick **** lips were pale, and a long time squeezed out a metal friction Such a difficult voice.

"what is this?"

Ning Que looked at his face and said, "This is Master Liansheng's ashes."

Listening to the four characters of Master Liansheng, both Ye Su and Tang were slightly discolored. Even the master brother couldn't help but look at the gray in the box, thinking what happened to these children in the gate of Mozong Mountain?

Ning Que stared at Xiahou's face. He vaguely guessed that the other party should be related to the ghostly old monk.

Xiahou just stared at the gray in the box. After hearing the four words of Master Liansheng, he has kept absolute stillness like a statue, and no frustrated expression can be seen on his face.

Do not know how long after that, the strange expression on Xiahou's face gradually gathered, revealing a deep bitter smile, watching the ashes in the box and sighed softly.

The joints of his fingers holding the iron box suddenly pale, seeming to be faint, but he gave up this action a moment later, and said indifferently: "Since it is the ashes of seniors, then I will be buried on my behalf."

When the situation developed at this time, the peak was turning around, and no one thought that ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The iron box taken by Ning Que and others from the Mozong Mountain Gate and determined by Xiahou to hide the Heavenly Book was actually a handful of ashes. There is a silence between them.

The master looked at Xiahou and sighed, "Why do you suffer."

When Xia Hou Mingming gave up his resignation before, but forced to take it, the master brother once sighed and said the word of bitterness. At this time, repeating again, it is still that slow and long, full of regret.

Xiahou looked at the ashes in the box silently and muttered, "Yeah, why bother?"

Whether it is the seven-volume heavenly book or the thirty-two petal lotus, whether Xiahou does not want to continue to struggle in various identities between light and darkness, or his teacher Liansheng is like a peaceful and joyful incarnation walking in the light and darkness. In the end, it can only be turned into a cup of ashes without any feeling.

However, before becoming ashes, people still have to fight for these things and certain ideas, and fight for battle. If you want to ask why this is painful, you may only have emotions: how hard life is.

(The inexplicable drama coughed for two days. The chest pain was dying, but it was all right. I will fly to the Shanghai annual meeting tomorrow. I must strive for continuous improvement! I will watch my performance! I will work harder when I get home!)