Senior Brother and Ye Su walked up the stone steps and whispered a few words to the Taoist. The Taoist was a little surprised, a little unhappy, especially when the right hand in his Dao sleeve was clenched into a fist, and he waited for a long time and didn't find that these two people handed over the money, he was even more dissatisfied, but looking at the Dao bun on Ye Su's head, the Daoist found that he had lost all the courage to stop for some reason, so he had to be silent.

The dozen or so neighbors came to the small Taoist temple today to listen to the canon preaching, and were immersed in the historical stories told by the Taoist, occasionally questioning but still listening to it with relish, at this time suddenly found that the preaching was interrupted, I don't know where two people came from to stand in front of the Taoist, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Ye Su didn't have any emotion on his face, for him, if he didn't want to settle the dispute of ideas with the master of the academy, he wouldn't have any interest in talking to these ordinary people in the turbid world.

Next, I will explain the essence of the three essentials of the Daomen. Then he glanced at the senior brother and said, "Mr. Big is welcome to ask questions at any time." ”

Senior Brother nodded calmly.

Ye Su began to talk about the Haotian Dao as he understood it.

The elder brother occasionally spoke out to raise his doubts.

One is the world of Haotian Daomen, who knows and watches the heirs, has studied the Taoist canons since childhood, and then traveled to various countries, breaking through the barriers of life and death, and has a deep understanding of morality, and is the most remarkable person in the world.

One is the master of the academy, the first apprentice of the master, the six arts of the scriptures are passed on and learned, well-read and well-read since childhood, following the master to travel around the world, the realm is wonderful - unpredictable, although words and deeds are good, but he is the most wise person.

At this time, arguing with each other in front of the crowd, the two were naturally not as calm and direct as the previous private conversation, each looking for evidence from ancient classics and famous commentaries, looking for comrades-in-arms, concise and concise, and then difficult and profound, each word contained a very deep meaning.

No matter from any point of view, the debate between Mr. College and Ye Su, the successor of Zhishouguan, is undoubtedly a legendary event destined to go down in history.

In order to be able to participate in such a grand event, to be able to hear the voices of these two masters who are only on the clouds, even if they are seriously ill and dying, they will call the doorman to carry them over on a stretcher and listen respectfully.

However, the place where this debate took place was not the Lanke Temple, nor the Xiling Temple or the Academy, but a remote street in Chang'an City, in front of an inconspicuous Taoist temple.

The people gathered in front of the Taoist temple were just some of the most ordinary ordinary people, and they didn't know that these two people standing on the stone steps were worldly masters who occasionally stepped into the red dust, and their identities were as precious as emperors.

These people have read books, but they have not read the classics hidden in the academy and the Zhishouguan, and they do not understand the profound meaning contained in the arguments of these two people, they are just ordinary people who work every day to earn money, and then think about drinking, chatting and playing.

"What are these two people talking about?"

"Who knows? I don't understand anyway. ”

"Why did the Skinny Man let them speak?"

"Who knows?"

"These two people don't mean anything at all, let's go. ”

"Didn't the thin Taoist say that he could take a jar of wine home after the preaching? If he can't take it, why should I delay so much time here?"

"I really can't listen to it anymore, I'm going to fall asleep if I don't leave, don't mention that jar of wine to me, I'd rather not drink it than listen to it any longer. ”

"That's right, let's go. ”

There was no way to attract the attention of ordinary people in this debate in front of the small Taoist temple, which could make the entire cultivation world crazy, and the people under the stone steps talked a lot, annoyed to the extreme, and then gradually dispersed.

The debate on the stone steps was entering the most critical moment at this time, Senior Brother and Ye Su frowned and pondered, each word was extremely cautious, and they didn't notice what was going on around them at all.

I don't know how long it took, when they woke up, they found that the front of this Taoist temple had become extremely quiet, the people before did not know where to go, the autumn wind blew the fallen leaves, the autumn leaves rolled the alleys, only the cold and awkward atmosphere accompanied the two.

The somewhat thin Taoist looked at the two of them and sighed helplessly, and said, "I bought more than 20 jars of wine to gather so many believers to listen to the preaching, and as a result, you were all forced away.

The elder brother was a little embarrassed.

Ye Su was a little annoyed, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "If you think that the incense money is less, I will stay, and I will earn enough of the incense money for you." ”

The Taoist looked at the Dao bun on his head, and he couldn't say anything to refuse, but he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, are you going to collapse this small Taoist temple of your own?

Senior Brother looked at Ye Su and said with a wry smile: "It seems that the so-called battle of ideas has no meaning at all, because it is always floating in the clouds, where can it land?"

"I don't have a place to live in Chang'an City, so I live in this temple temporarily. ”

Ye Su looked at his eyes and said very directly: "I came to Chang'an City, except to see Xiahou, because of that incident, I heard from the family teacher, fifteen years ago, you have been sitting on the other side of the black line since you are also a witness, so in your opinion, your little junior brother is or is not?"

The senior brother smiled slightly, did not answer the question, and turned to leave the small Taoist temple.

Walking out of the Great General's Mansion, Ning Que noticed those eyeliners hidden in the streets and alleys but did not deliberately hide their whereabouts, knowing that there were many big people in the court and the opposition who were concerned about the story between himself and Xiahou, and after a moment of silence, he walked down the stone steps and gently patted the head of the big black horse.

During this time, he had a lot of things to do, and he needed more convenient transportation, and the steel carriage left to him by his master Yan Se was not as light as a feather because he was not in enough realm, and ordinary horses couldn't pull it at all, so he led the big black horse out of the mountain behind the academy.

The big black horse obviously didn't have the pride and emotion of being entrusted with it, because the carriage behind him was too heavy, compared to this, it would rather continue to be bullied by Muyu in the academy.

The all-black carriage drove towards the shore of Yanming Lake, and Ning Que sat in the carriage, leaning against the back wall of the carriage and closing his eyes to recuperate, looking a little tired between his eyebrows.

Previously, in the Autumn Garden of the General's Mansion, he sat at the table with Xiahou, sat and discussed, and talked about the stories of the old years and grievances and hatreds, although they were not clarified, but they also made his mind tempered and tested.

The scent of osmanthus came faintly outside the car window.

He thought to himself that it was the osmanthus in the He family's mansion, and it actually bloomed at this time.

At this moment, something in his arms suddenly warmed up, and the heat spread into the air in the carriage through the black hospital uniform, steaming the fragrance of osmanthus a little stronger.

Ning Que opened his eyes, Zhong took out the array eye pestle tightly wrapped in cloth in his arms, felt the clear heat coming from his palm, and his brows slowly raised, with a solemn expression.

With the study and meditation of entering the palace, he now has a deep understanding of the big array of Chang'an City, although it is still far from the realm means that Master Yan Se once had, but his mind has gradually connected with Chang'an City, and he can perceive that this Xiongcheng wants to sue him.

Ning Que felt that there was a peerless powerhouse who had entered Chang'an City.

At this time, it was the moment when Ye Su entered Chang'an City with the grain teams of all counties.

Ning Que didn't know that the strong man who came to Chang'an City was Ye Su.

He only knew that the other party was very strong, so strong that the pestle began to heat up slightly, and he couldn't help but have a very strong sense of vigilance in his eyes, and said to the dark horse in front of the car: "Turn around and go to the academy." ”

Transferred to the academy because Ning Que knew very well that with his own realm strength, he couldn't deal with the strong man who came to Chang'an City, in addition, in fact, he also used this as an excuse to ask the teachers some questions, some of the academy had not discussed but always crossed his heart like a firewood.

Entering the mountain behind the academy, listening to the sound of the waterfall and coming to the grass house, Ning Que did not see the figure of the master, it was obvious that the master did not want to answer his question, so he did not want to see him.

Then he left the cottage, bypassed the waterfall, and came to the cliff, and slowly ascended the steep stone path hidden between the cliffs, and returned to the cliff where he had lived for three months.

The wisteria flowers on the rain corridor have long since withered, and the wisteria fruits that bear them have not been stewed into the meat by the mulberry in the end, but have become food for the ants on the ground.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of clouds in front of him and Chang'an City on the other side of the sea of clouds, Ning Que was silent for a long time, analyzing what kind of attitude the teacher avoided.

I don't know how long it has been.

Senior Brother walked to his side, looked at Chang'an City in the distance, and said, "The person who came is Ye Su. ”

Ning Que had already sensed that it was a peerless powerhouse who had entered Chang'an City, so he was not surprised to hear Ye Su's name.

The senior brother looked at him and suddenly said, "All kinds of things in the past, such as yesterday's death. ”

Ning Que knew that Senior Brother wanted to persuade himself with this sentence, he didn't want to say anything, but looking at the Chang'an City shrouded in autumn sunshine in the distance, he suddenly had the idea of speaking.

"But yesterday I didn't die, they all died. ”

Between the cliffs, the autumn wind kills, the clouds are moving, and the silver-threaded waterfalls between the cliffs are thinner than in spring because of the decreasing amount of water.

The elder brother looked at the waterfall between the cliffs and said, "If a person is blinded by hatred, then he cannot see the wider world and more beautiful scenery. ”

Ning Que said: "Hatred can't blind my eyes, it can only make people's eyes red, for me, hatred has long become my eyes, over the years, I haven't seen anything else in front of my eyes at all, revenge is my world, is my most beautiful scenery." ”

The senior brother said: "Is such an uncomfortable life really worth it?"

Ning Que turned his head to look at him and said, "Senior brother, you are wrong, if you want to live freely, you shouldn't think too much, you can do whatever you want, so you can really be at ease." ”

(In this state of mind, I still wrote it out, smiling wordlessly.) (To be continued)