The middle-aged Daoist's face was a little pale, and no matter the spring rain or autumn wind, he couldn't shake the moist Tranquil Dao Heart, and suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and even showed signs of collapse.

The words he heard, the hidden meaning behind the words, and the thoughts of the Lord, were too cold and terrifying things for the Daomen believers.

It is said that the Great Priest of Light is the closest person to Haotian, but he knows that since thousands of years ago, the person closest to Haotian in the world has been the Guanzhu, and he has always been the Guanzhu.

A few years ago, Haotian came to the world, and the Lord met her, and that kind of proximity fell into practice in a theological sense.

No, after seeing it, he is no longer afraid, and he dares to think of killing and destroying it, compared with it, whether it is Liansheng's ambition or the ideal of the academy, or even Haotian's own thoughts, there will be some waiting, and Ning Que's question is even more ridiculous.

The middle-aged Taoist would not question his judgment, looking at the remnants of snow between the cliffs, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, he suddenly felt a little sentimental, because he would see the destruction of a complete old world, and that old world was what he had dedicated to protecting, and what he cared about.

"Really...... Is there no other way?"

"The flame of Protestantism burns the whole world, the old Daomen and the old temples will all become sacrifices to the newborn in this fire, even if the master loses, the academy and the Tang Kingdom are destroyed, the Daomen will not be able to change this ending, but why be sad and painful? It is just a nirvana, which should be celebrated with joy. ”

"Is the Nirvana that the Buddha said about going to fall this winter?"

"That monk is taking care of himself, where does he care about the whole world?"

"Next. What should be done?"

"He who decides the fate of the world was ...... in heaven"

The gaze of the viewer turned from the night dome to the wind and snow world below the mountain, and after looking at it for a while, he continued: "Now that she is in the human world, then of course we must find her first. ”

Ning Que asked him to care more about things in the world, in fact, he has always cared, more than anyone else - it should be in heaven, but now in the world, how can he not care?

After saying this, the viewer said no more and looked at the wind and snow outside the cliff. Looking at the villages and fields on the other side of the snow. Looking at the moonlight that the wind and snow couldn't stop, he smiled silently.

On the curtain of night, the clouds are almost in the east, sometimes in the west. Although the snow is constantly spreading. But it didn't cover it all. The moonlight shrouded the whole world.

The wind on the cliff whipped up snowflakes and danced with the moonlight, becoming colder and colder as the night deepened. The viewer sat in the chair for a long time, but his spirit was still excellent.

A few years ago, in the battle of Chang'an, he was seriously injured by the sons of the academy with the help of the Shocking God Array, and then met Sangsang on the road, and was punished by Haotian, so he became a disabled old man who was abandoned in the snow mountain and the sea of qi. Logically speaking, it was extremely difficult for him to endure such a cold night, but he sat quietly like that, without coughing, his face was not pale, and even with two clusters of redness, his expression was always so calm.

His eyes were full of yearning for the beautiful scenery of the world, curiosity about the moonlight and snowflakes and the sky that sowed moonlight and snowflakes, innocent like a child.

Yokoki and Ada, the gods left by Haotian to the world, often have naïve expressions on their faces, but that innocence comes from the sense of alienation from the world and their own age.

The innocence of the viewer is different, he quietly looks at the world, thinks about the world, seems to be ignorant, seems to know everything, a little sluggish, but not disgusting, some cute, but not boring, he is different from Hengmu and others, and his previous self is not the same, he is more calm, like a cloud floating out of the mountains unintentionally, clean and innocent is amazing.

When he entered Chang'an, he walked against the wind, fluttering like an immortal, in the eyes of the people of Limin, as if a real immortal, after being disabled, he became a real mortal, from the immortal to the mortal, that is the real person.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at him in the chair, felt the innocent breath, vaguely understood something, and was very emotional, it turned out that above the quiet, there was especially the world.

The viewer suddenly moved, his hands left his knees, and slowly fell onto the armrests of the wheelchair, and there was residual snow under his palms, which gradually melted into a spring spring by the heat, and his expression was as pleasant as a spring spring.

The middle-aged Taoist was speechless, because he was shocked, because the conjecture had become a reality, and the conjecture that made him so excited seemed to be about to come true.

The middle-aged Taoist's hands in the wheelchair trembled a little.

At the beginning, the situation of the Lord was broken by the academy, and his people were injured by Chang'an, but what really turned him into a mortal was Haotian's means, what does this change mean now?

The Spectator stood up and left his wheelchair.

It seems that countless thousands of years ago, human beings used to do that action.

Snowflakes mixed with the moonlight, slowly falling on the cliff floor, the cold wind kept blowing, and the cyan Taoist clothes on the body of the spectator kept fluttering, but they couldn't blow the gray hair on his sideburns.

"Look, it's like a dog. ”

The viewer looked at the night sky and said leisurely.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and he didn't know that twenty years ago, the master raised his glass to the sky on the mountain behind the academy and said something that was not similar but actually had the same meaning.

After saying this, the viewer put his hands behind his back and walked to the bottom of the cliff in the wind and snow, the green clothes were fluttering, the wind and snow were like anger, the night was deep, he left the peach mountain, and disappeared.

Looking at the footprints left by the Lord on the cliff and snow, the middle-aged Taoist was silent, and the Si people had already drifted down the peach mountain, leaving him with only a back and full of awe.

I don't know how long it took, he came to his senses, looked at the wheelchair he was still holding onto, smiled, pushed the empty wheelchair to the cliff, and pushed it down with a shake of his arms.

The cliff is extremely high, there is a sound of falling snow, and the sound of a wheelchair falling to the ground naturally cannot be heard here, and the viewer who walks to the world does not know when he will return to Momoyama.

The middle-aged Taoist quickly returned to calm, because he was the real powerhouse of the Daomen, and because he had absolute confidence in the Guanzhu - the Daomen had existed in the world for countless years, and I don't know how many great characters had appeared, and how much wisdom had been dedicated to mankind.

The middle-aged Taoist left Yaping and went to the Heavenly Oracle Temple.

No one knew what he said to **Hai in the temple, but then, **Hai silently followed him to the Temple of Judgment, and at that time, the head of the sect had already arrived first.

Looking at the woman on the terrace in the robe of the Judgment God, he looked at her with admiration, and she walked to the Moyu Divine Throne in the moonlight, blooming like a blood flower.

He has always admired her, and when he was very young in Guanli, he liked her very much, but unfortunately today he is going to kill her, and the Guanzhu has already decided the life and death of her and her brother.

"Please give me a real explanation. ”

"I'm sorry, I can't say. ”

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(There was something wrong with the login, I have to go out tomorrow and go for a walk in the village, so I don't have time to write, so I didn't update, I wish everyone a good time and drink less.) ）