Nightfall

Because of the light festival, strong men like the Golden Horde King Division and the Xiankong Temple Qinian came to the Xiling Temple, and they shot alone, but they could not resist the lack of peace, so these days he has been particularly low-key, most of the time All stayed in Tianyuyuan, but that cliff was no longer gone. m

According to his style of conduct, it should be reasonable that he should not be allowed to enter such a dangerous situation. In fact, in the original plan, he dived into the Xiling Temple, and he would only stay for a month at most. Before the Light Festival was officially held, I just started to do it, but I didn't expect the situation to change suddenly. Chen Pipi was imprisoned in the Yuling Pavilion by the Xiling Temple, so he could only continue to wait.

Before leaving Qinghe County, he once told Wang Jingluo that he would come back at most one month. Now that it was autumn, he couldn't leave, so he had to send a message to Qinghe County again to let Wang Jingluo wait for a while. As for Wang Jingluo's arrangements, There might be a problem, and he had to ignore it for now.

It was getting dark, he returned to the Tianyu courtyard and took out the arrow box and iron knife, and followed the trail behind the courtyard to Taoshan Qianping. Taoshan Qianping is lined up with several shrines on the peak, and it is extremely wide. It can accommodate tens of thousands of worshippers at the same time. It is the place where the light festival is held. The deacons in the shrine are organizing the venue, not far away Several high-ranking formations are strengthening the surroundings of Qianping. Presumably, when the light festival was officially held, the temple also arranged some dazzling miracles.

Ning Que is wearing a clothes from the Tianyuyuan, and looks like a little girl in Tsing Yi. It is not noticeable. Although the guards at the front of Taoshan are strict, his speed and response have already exceeded that of ordinary humans. Dive into the wood on the left, dig up the mud on the side of the ping and bury the arrow box and iron knife.

He patted off the mud, looked at the countless torches in the night, looked at the temple deacon with a nervous expression on his face, and imagined the grand picture when the light festival was held a few days later. Even he started to get nervous, and then he looked at the four temples on the peak, frowning slightly.

Tonight, instead of looking at the Temple of Light, he looked at the black Temple of Judgment on the edge of Yaping. The Temple of Judgment was a little farther away from the other three temples, killing and lonely.

His last resort was to adjudicate the Moyu Goddess in the Temple, but only by the temperament of the woman in the Moyu Goddess. This is too risky. So there was no way to make up his mind, but as time passed, Chen Pipi was about to be burned to death, he could only try it.

After hearing that Ye Hongyu returned to Taoshan from Chang'an, he had been unable to meditate in the temple. He came to the Xiling Temple. I haven't seen her before. Since I can't meet her, I have to go and see.

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Qinghe County has also arrived in autumn.

Wang Jingluo received a secret letter transferred from Chang'an City and was silent for a long time. He put on the hat again and left the residence in a carriage, and came to an ordinary house in Yangzhou City.

A coughing sound kept in the house, and he stood outside the door for a moment, confirming that there was no ambush. He just walked into the house, put the herbs on the table, and asked, "How are you thinking?"

A young man was lying on the bed, his thin cheeks were pale, his expression was haggard, and the smell of medicine in the room could not completely hide the **** smell from the bed.

There was a pile of gauze behind the bed, stained with blood.

This man is called Cui Huasheng, but he is Cui Fan's younger brother. His wife, Qiu Shi, is the young girl of the former Tang Dynasty Ruyang Zhizhou Qiu Fangwu. On the day of the rebellion, the Qiu family was destroyed by the rebels, and his wife died on the spot.

Cui Huasheng was angry because of embarrassment. Infuriated in Yangzhou City, he was eventually used by the Cui clan to beat him up in the clan ancestral hall.

The family law of the Qinghe surnames has always been severe. If Cui Huasheng was not the nephew of the patriarch Cui Shi, he was afraid that he would be killed alive. Even so, he was also seriously injured. Although he survived, the wounds on his body But it is always not good, and can only suffer like this on the sickbed.

Cui Huasheng looked at the man wearing a hat and said in a hoarse voice: "If I want to go to Fuchunjiang to enter Cuiyuan, it is really not difficult, but it takes time."

Wang Jingluo took off the hat and said, "Why does it take time?"

Seeing him take off his hat, revealing his true face, Cui Huasheng put more trust in him and said, "It takes some time to play remorse and admit mistakes, otherwise no one will believe."

Wang Jinglue nodded and said, "It makes sense. I was really worried that it might be too stiff. Fortunately, we have more time to come out."

Cui Huasheng said: "Cui Shi's birthday banquet has passed, and there will be some days for the next Cui Yuan banquet."

Wang Jing slightly calculated the time, and it just overlapped with the date of the Light Festival, and said, "It's just right."

Cui Huasheng didn't know what to do, he coughed again, and after a while he calmed down. He looked at him and asked seriously: "Don't you worry about killing too many people and will force the temple to shoot?"

Wang Jingluo thought to himself that as long as Ning Que shot at the Festival of Light, this war that had just stopped for more than half a year would inevitably have to start again, so what else is there to worry about?

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Datang has just recovered from the war and is not ready to confront the whole world again. This preparation will take some time both psychologically and resourcefully.

However, the Academy has made such preparations, and firmly believes that as long as Ning Que can execute the plan perfectly, then the Xiling Temple will not dare to reopen the battle. What really worried the academy was the drunkard and the butcher, the two big swords that were always hanging outside the city of Chang'an, but because of this, the academy was very determined to implement this plan, and only then could the two dare not dare Hands on, even if only temporarily.

The elder brother is not in the back hill of the academy, and should still be in charge of the restoration of the shock array in the palace. The fourth and sixth brothers are now also assistants there. The third sister Yu Lin has gone away after the war, and the rest are still in a long time. During the healing process, the second brother is now sitting in the back hill of the college.

Junmo is a man with a sword. If he wants to protect the back hill of the academy, he must sharpen his sword sharper. So these days, he has been sitting under the waterfall behind the small courtyard and grinding his sword.

He kept sharpening his sword, day and night, and now he had worn more than ten hard stones, and his heart still couldn't calm down, like a sleeve on his arm swinging in the wind.

Muyou carried the food box to the bank. Looking at his empty sleeves and meticulous gray hair combed, his heart was slightly dark, and then said softly: "The teacher once said that Pippi was so lucky to know his destiny, and his life must be blessed. The younger brother in Taoshan must save him come out."

Jun Mo's heart is not static, not because of gray hair and broken arms. Not because this life is hopeless with sword cultivation to the realm of teacher or uncle, but because Chen Pipi is dying.

In the back hill of the academy, he taught Chen Pipi the most times, beat him with the school rules the most, and said the most, and he had the closest relationship with Chen Pipi.

The festival of light will be held. Chen Pipi is dying, but he can only sit by the lake, I do n’t know how to wear this iron sword that seems to be constantly worn, how can he be calm?

"There are many strong players in the Xiling Temple, and I heard that the palm religion realm has been restored, and there are the gods of the golden tent and the bald donkey of the Hanging Temple. Although the brother ’s plan seems to have no loopholes, the younger brother ’s execution ability is first-class in the world, but we have in advance I do n’t know that Pippi is in Taoshan. So I do n’t worry. ”

Muyou knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't make him feel better. He put the food box on the stone beside the pool and said, "Eat first, remember to go home and sleep at night, and it's cold outside at night."

Listening to the word home, Junmo is not used to it, but still understands what he should do. He gets up and says, "Sisters and sisters have worked hard these days. At night I will ... go home."

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After eating by the lake. Junmo continued to sharpen his sword, and the hard bluestone surface was ground into an extremely fine powder by the iron sword. Falling on the water from time to time, this is probably a strong foam.

Two teenagers came to the edge of the pool to send him water, and at the same time took the food box back to the courtyard.

Looking at Jun Mo's lonely back, the two hesitated, and finally Li Guangdi dared to say: "Teacher, I heard Master Uncle said that if you read more Buddhist scriptures ..."

After Li Guangdi and Zhang Nianzu were sent to the college by Ning Que, they have not formally started to practice. Now they have no first acquaintances, just ordinary people. I just understood some words vaguely. Seeing Master grinds his sword at the bank, they also felt anxious, and they had a lot of energy. They wanted to give Junmo some ideas.

Li Guangdi's voice is getting smaller and smaller, because he feels that he is talking nonsense, and they know from Uncle Wu Shi that the teacher hates the Dharma and the monks most. The one who was cut down by the teacher with his sword actually asked the teacher to repair the Buddha. This is really death.

Jun Mo did not look back, nor anger, said: "After going to the town, listen to Xiao Shu's words, although you have not started to practice, but since you are disciples of the academy, you can't embarrass the academy."

When Ning Que took the students from the college's front yard to practice in the wasteland many years ago, he said this sentence. The requirements in this sentence are very simple, but there are also great pressures.

The two teenagers thought about leaving soon, thinking about the things to be done, but also a little frightened, looking at the teacher's back, but also a little bit reluctant.

Zhang Nianzu hesitated and said: "Teacher, we may not be able to come back alive this time ... You can rest assured that we are not afraid, nor will we embarrass the college, just ..."

Junmo didn't let his disciples finish talking, and turned to look at them and said, "If you want to live, you can live, even if Haotian came to ask me, I only have this answer."

That night, Jun Mo stopped sharpening his sword and returned to the courtyard.

Muyou made a supper for him, and delivered breakfast early the next morning, sent Zhang Nianzu and Li Guangdi out of the Yunmen Grand Array, and kept sending it to the front yard of the academy.

The two teenagers knelt down and gave her a knock.

Li Guangdi said: "Teacher ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You should go back earlier, I still worry about the teacher."

Muyou touched his head with a smile, but did not go until the carriage drove down the meadow before turning around and leaving. Since she was a lady, she had to look like a lady.

When she returned to the Houshan small courtyard, she realized that, as Li Guangdi said, she should come back earlier.

She looked at the gray hair all over the floor and was shocked. When Jun Mo raised her head from the well, she was even more shaky and almost passed out.

Junmo is a person who pays great attention to his appearance. His hair is always neatly combed. Whether it is black or gray, the ancient crown is always straight and straight.

Now his hair can no longer be combed as meticulously as before, and he can no longer wear the iconic ancient crown because he cut his hair.

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(The next chapter strives to be written before 4:30.)