Many people know that the master has no class, so many people want to become the disciple of the master, whether it is the people of Chang'an, the prince of Longqing in the Xiling Temple, or the desolate people of the Far North Wasteland.

Because as long as they have received the guidance of the Master, they will inevitably believe that they can leave a strong mark in history, not to be confident in themselves, but to be confident in the Master.

This confidence was engraved in the bones of the Tang people, so they would be surprised by Su Yu's refusal and feel so incredible.

Chen Pipi is not a Tang person, he is the person behind the Xiling Temple, who knows how to watch and watch, but this does not prevent him from having the pride of belonging to the mountain behind the academy.

Su Yu refused once, so naturally he wouldn't mention it a second time.

He thought about how surprised he would be when he told the news to those senior sisters and brothers in the academy.

In this way, the feast of bidding farewell to Prince Yan ended in the Victory House, but the news that spread out was like a boulder falling from the sky into the sea, setting off many waves.

Although Prince Longqing is not the crown prince of Yan Kingdom and ranks second, with his excellent cultivation talent and extraordinary influence, he is already the hope of Yan Kingdom's recovery.

But this hope has now been beaten to the dust in the clouds, how can the Yan Kingdom not be angry, but the Tang State is the first power, so they can only send a letter of accusation to the imperial city in Chang'an City.

And the Xiling Temple is also pressuring, the Son of Light was abolished, this is an unbearable fact anyway, let it hand over the murderer who abolished the Prince of Longqing, but the rest of the countries are the rest of the countries, the Tang State is the Tang Kingdom, the Tang Kingdom will never compromise with the Xiling Temple, it was, it is, it has always been.

……

"There's something wrong with this person."

Tens of thousands of miles away from the capital, there is a majestic mountain with thousands of walls, and this mountain is called Peach Mountain.

On the peach mountain, nature is full of peach blossoms, although many years ago by the master with a sword to cut down, but now into the wind and rain nourishment, has long been restored to bloom.

At this time, there are several vast and hundreds of zhang in Taoshan, like a neat cliff flat cut by a sword, there are countless solemn temples on the cliff flat, this is the Xiling Temple called in the world.

The shrine is divided into three floors, and on the cliff flat closest to the heavenly dome in Momoyama, there are four huge temples with the most beautiful appearance.

Xiling has a master and a tripartite shrine.

Among them, the indifferent building made of black stone and with a square appearance is the Hall of Judgment, one of the three halls.

The hall of adjudication is extremely empty, and there is a bead curtain hundreds of meters away that separates the front and back into two, and behind the bead curtain is the Moyu Divine Throne that only the Grand Priest of the Judgment can sit on.

At this time, on the Moyu Divine Throne, there was a ruling priest wearing a red robe.

"There's something wrong with this person."

Indifference without any tone echoed again in the empty hall, and even the bead curtain in front of the Moyu Divine Throne swayed without wind.

And when it swayed, it revealed a blurred person on the other end of the bead curtain.

The beaded curtain covered the body and face of the man outside the curtain, and only the shoes at the bottom were as red as blood and rusted with a few small fish.

There was also an extremely fluffy red skirt that hung down below the knee, and it was clearly a woman.

And what the chief priest said was obviously facing the woman outside the curtain.

"Longqing was deposed by this person, that's his business, why did Uncle Shi call me here?"

The crisp voice appeared brighter through the beaded curtain, she should not be very old, she was still a girl.

The figure of the Grand Priest of the Adjudication Division was still very indifferent, "Yesterday, Guanli sent someone to inform him that this person's name never appeared on the Japanese scroll. ”

The woman in the red dress standing outside the bead curtain is a Taoist idiot Ye Hongyu, and her clear cheeks have always been very quiet, but at this time, she only fluctuated slightly when she heard the Kannai and the Japanese character scroll.

The view is to know and keep the view, and the Japanese character scroll is naturally the heavenly book and the Japanese character scroll.

There are seven heavenly books in the Xiling Temple, among which the Japanese scroll records the names and realms of all the worldly cultivators, and the name of a cultivator never appears on it, which is almost impossible.

Unless that cultivator starts to cultivate, he directly breaks through the Five Realms and steps through the Knowing Destiny to the Boundless Realm.

Or that cultivator was forbidden or somehow to cut off the Heavenly Dao's gaze.

The former is even more impossible, then only the latter, but who can have such incredible abilities?

Ye Hongyu couldn't help but think of the dialogue that circulated in the cultivation world, how tall the master is, maybe the sky is so high.

"The capital of the Tang Kingdom has always rumored that this son refused to accept the apprenticeship of the master, but he was able to abolish Longqing and not be perceived by the Book of Heaven, which is obviously a problem. At this point, it is not possible to determine his relationship with his master, but whether he is indeed uncertain, I would like to know how he managed to hide from the heavens, whether it was the master, or some other reason. ”

Or the young man abolished Longqing, or the changes that appeared on the scroll of the Book of Heaven and the Day, the ruling chief priest became interested in the young man who had caused a storm in the capital of the Tang Kingdom.

"I need time to recuperate." Ye Hongyu was silent for a moment and said.

"The Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle seems to have made a prediction about the lost scroll of Heavenly Book recently, and this matter will be dealt with after the appearance of the Heavenly Book Prophecy, giving you enough time."

The cold tone made the final assertion.

The red skirt moved slightly, the leaf red fish outside the curtain saluted, and then left, in the clear sun, the fish on the shoes were as red as blood as if swimming.

A few days later, Sangsang climbed the mountain behind the academy and entered the second floor.

Su Yu didn't feel much surprised, the formation tested in the mountain after the academy climbed, and the illusion had no impact on the body and mind transparent, and the Sang Sang of Haotian's clone had no impact at all.

Therefore, in the strange eyes of outsiders, countless jaws were shocked, and Sangsang, who had no cultivation, became the thirteenth Mr. of the academy.

A few days later, Wei Guangming, the Great Priest of Light, who was imprisoned in the Youge Pavilion of Taoshan, broke through the cage and aimed directly at Chang'an of the Tang Kingdom.

When the news reached the capital city of Chang'an, the city was shocked, and the cultivators who knew the inside story knew what Wei Guangming was looking for.

Su Yu naturally knew what Wei Guangming was looking for, looking for the son of the Hades who guided the Eternal Night Tribulation, but the current Wei Guangming couldn't understand that the Hades was the Ming King, and the Ming King was Haotian.

Su Yu continued to sleep in front of the bunk, perceiving this grotesque world, he didn't go out and naturally didn't know the news that Wei Guangming had left the hidden pavilion, Sang Sang went in and out of the back mountain of the academy every day, it seemed that those people in the back mountain were thinking about how to let Sang Sang embark on the path of cultivation.

Although the master has no teachings, and he doesn't care about the cultivation realm of his disciples, whether he cultivates or not, but if he can practice, it will naturally be better.

It's just that it's obvious that the recent actions of the academy back mountain are a bit futile, and after a period of time, Sang Sang is still unable to practice.

It wasn't until Sang Sang told Su Yuwei that Guangming had come to the capital, until an old man stood in front of the shop that used to be a noodle restaurant.

(End of chapter)