In Linkang City in late spring, the guest house is green, there are people from the gate outside the city, walking slowly in the streets, Liu Yiqing sits in the chariot, his eyes closed, and his expression is calm.

Today's spring festival, countless bright lights rose in the city, drifting towards the night sky, countless Taoist believers, bowing sincerely to those bright lights, praying to Haotian, the picture is very solemn and sacred.

Liu Yiqing can't see, can't see the scenery of the spring night, and naturally can't see thousands of bright lights, but he can hear the voices of those prayers and feel the fanaticism of the believers.

Naturally, he remembered the spring breeze and rain a few days ago, the rain that sprinkled all over the world, those magical pictures, the big ship sailing towards the kingdom of God.

Haotian left the world, but Enze stayed in the world, and the changes that resulted from it will surely profoundly change this world and this era.

Liu Yiqing raised his hand a little tiredly, turned into a side alley, walked slowly on the road that had been rewidened over the years, and came to an old house.

The old house was no longer as dilapidated as it was back then, and it had been painted by devout Protestants, so Liu Yiqing stepped down, walked into the house, stood by the window, and was silent for a long time.

Chen Pipi walked up to him and looked out the window at the starry sky.

Liu Yiqing said: "I see that the big era is coming. ”

His eyes were covered with white cloth, and he couldn't see anything, but he could see the magnificent future, the stormy world, the blood, and the killing.

In the past few years, the rapid spread of Protestantism has suffered a catastrophe of near extinction in just ten days, not only because the Xiling Temple has issued an edict to the world, outlawing Protestantism, and believers who believe in Protestantism will be burned at the stake during their lifetime, but they will also be beaten down into the abyss after death, and they will never be able to enter the Haotian Divine Kingdom, but also because Haotian has shown her love and power to the world For the Protestant teachings, Haotian's blessings left in the world, those devout believers who have recovered from serious illnesses, and those practitioners who have broken through the realm. Those newborn fingers. is the heaviest blow.

Chen Pipi looked at the somewhat dim moon in the starry night, and after a long silence, he said, "In addition to waiting, we can still do something, such as fighting. ”

Liu Yiqing looked at the starry sky that he couldn't see and said, "People can't compete with the sky. ”

Chen Pipi said: "It's not like you would say it. ”

A few years ago, at the Momoyama Light Festival, Liu Bai went straight to the Temple of Light with a sword. With a sword against the sky, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion did not think about it, and protected Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang to fight out of the siege of Taoshan and return to Linkang.

From that day on, the Sword Pavilion stood on the opposite side of the Dao Gate. Liu Yiqing's resolute strength in the choice still shocked the cultivation world even a few years later.

The starlight fell on Liu Yiqing's blindfolded white cloth, as if coated with a layer of cold frost, looking like snow for ten thousand years, cold and firm, and his voice was the same.

"Just because you can't fight with the sky doesn't mean you don't fight. ”

Chen Pipi was silent. Liu Yiqing's words are the attitude of the Sword Pavilion. As cold and hard as a sword's edge. However, there are still a lot of helplessness and unspoken sighs.

Such a resolute decision cannot change the situation in the world. So it was in vain.

"The edict of the Xiling Temple should be coming soon. ”

Liu Yiqing said that he had not seen the content of the letter, but he could guess that he naturally asked the Southern Jin Dynasty to ban Protestantism and hand over Chen Pipi and others.

He withdrew his gaze towards the starry night, looked at Chen Pipi through the thin white cloth, and said calmly: "The Sword Pavilion doesn't have the strength to continue to protect you, so let's start preparing to leave." ”

Chen Pipi sighed and said: "I'm used to living in Linkang City, and it's really a little upset to leave for a while. ”

Liu Yiqing didn't say anything, turned around and walked out.

The Southern Jin Dynasty is strong, second only to the Tang Kingdom and the Golden Horde, logically speaking, now becoming an ally of the Tang Kingdom, it is very important to the balance of the war situation, but the Sword Pavilion can not completely cut off the influence of the Daomen on the Southern Jin Dynasty, as Haotian sprinkled the rain all over the world, the people of the Southern Jin Dynasty have become more and more firm in their belief in Haotian, and the undercurrent of Linkang City is surging, whether the palace or the military are preparing, no matter how strong the Sword Pavilion is, there is no way to turn the tide.

Unless the academy makes a move, or the Tang army leaves Qingxia in advance, breaks the Qing River and crosses Daze, and rushes before the Xiling Temple, it is possible to directly control the Southern Jin Dynasty, it is possible to change the situation.

However, helplessly, in the past few years, although the national strength of the Tang State has been restored, because Xiang Wanyuan was ceded, the real strength of the Iron Cavalry has become much weaker, and the most important thing is that the current peak combat power of the Tang State is insufficient, even if the Sword Pavilion is added, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Daomen.

In that war a few years ago, there were also many falls, but after all, Daomen ruled this world, with unlimited potential, with the return of the South China Sea, especially with the Ganlin, countless new Daoist powerhouses emerged in countless Taoist temples, drunkards and butchers were hidden, so that the top few people in the academy did not dare to move, so who can deal with these newborn Daomen powerhouses?

Speaking of which, it's still the spring breeze and rain.

That rain has changed the face of the cultivation world a lot, countless cultivators have crossed the high threshold in front of them, many people have been enlightened overnight, and the number of strong people in the realm of knowing fate has also increased a lot, it can really be said that there are many strong people, or this is the proof of the arrival of the so-called great era.

Dabi, who was preparing for the early summer of the Heavenly Oracle Academy, Lu Chenjia, a who had become the vice president, looked at those nervous students and recalled the stories of the year, with a somewhat confused expression. It was in the summer competition of the Heavenly Oracle Academy that Longqing stood out, will there be a similar story this year?

In a remote corner, the roadmaid looked at the neatly piled firewood, was silent for a long time, stuck the firewood knife into his waist, and walked towards the middle of the crowd.

He looked at the teacher nervously and said, "I want to sign up." ”

Jiao Xi looked at the dusty little Taoist and said sharply, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Lu Chenjia looked at the little Taoist servant quietly, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

Xiao Dao was a little flustered by her beautiful face, and said, "Yokoki Liren." ”

Lu Chenjia said, "What are you going to sign up for?"

The little Taoist was a little nervous and said, "I want to participate in the big competition." ”

Lu Chenjia was silent for a moment and asked, "What realm are you in now?"

The little Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

There is a lake in the Heavenly Courtyard and everyone is on the shore of the lake, the little Taoist looks into the lake, and a fish suddenly stops, looking at this scene, Lu Chenjia's face is slightly pale, and the teacher faints directly.

"I don't know what happened to you...... But it must have been a miracle. Lu Chenjia looked at the little Taoist servant, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Because you are a gift from Haotian to the world." ”

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(Although it is not much, but it has finally begun, I am relieved, even if it is a long march of thousands of miles, and I begin to take the first step, then I will be able to finish steadily, thank you again.) This is the last volume of the night, and the volume is called: Suddenly, I once thought of using the beginning of all things and before it got dark, to report to everyone, I will take good care of my body, write carefully, cherish every day, and strive to live a long life. (To be continued.) )