Volume 5: The Stroke of God, Chapter 37, The Sacrifice of Light

If Ning Que's news in Momoyama was known by the temple, it would definitely be a dead end.

Ye Hongyu said that this is, because he came to the Moyu Divine Throne so bravely or stupidly, then his life and death were hers.

Her tone was sarcastic, because the four words of life and death not only described the situation that Ning Que was facing now, but also broke the reason why Ning Que came to Taoshan. , full text hand-typed

Asking what is the love in the world, the reason why people can make people ignore life and death is often because the love word Ning Que came to Taoshan in front of him, it can't be for her, and it was not for Chen Pipi who was imprisoned in the secluded pavilion at the beginning, but naturally for the person in the Temple of Light.

What a stupid choice to get dazed for love and kill yourself.

Ye Hongyu always thought that Ning Que was one of the few people in the world who was as calm and truly sensible as himself, so seeing that he was actually self-absorbed in the childish choice of dying for love like the male protagonists written in those novels, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and naturally mocked.

Ning Que and her are indeed the same kind of people, listening to these words, they understood what she was hiding, and after a moment of silence, they said: "I ask for your help this time, not because of her, but because of Pippi, you and he once had common memories of childhood, can you really watch him being burned to ashes?" See the latest chapters

Ye Hongyu said expressionlessly: "My childhood memories, just like the memories of the Temple of Light and you, are the most hated pictures that I want to forget. ”

When she spoke, she was still leaning on the Moyu Divine Throne with her chin propped up, looking at the black ground in front of the seat, without looking back or turning around, without glancing at Ning Que under the Divine Seat.

Ning Que looked at her beautiful side face above the Divine Throne, and suddenly said, "I saw Ye Su in Linkang City. ”

If before receiving that letter, hearing Ning Que's words, Ye Hongyu's next words might be a little different, then no one knows what the final outcome of this conversation will be.

At this time, she just said indifferently: "Haotian can know a thing in the world, you can hide it from the master and me when you come to Taoshan, but it is impossible to hide it from her." I don't know what Haotian is thinking, I won't interfere, you are destined to die on this mountain, not necessarily at my hands. ”

After saying this, she closed her eyes and never spoke again, as if she had fallen asleep again, and no sound could be heard in the empty temple of judgment, and the silence was palpitating.

Ning Que was silent for a long time, then stepped back. When the large, deserted crystal lamp above the Temple of Judgment could no longer shine on his face, he said to her, "Thank you. ”

From the moment he entered the Judgment Temple, he gave his life to Ye Hongyu. As long as she opened her eyes and glanced at him, or said a word, countless temple powerhouses would appear, but she didn't do anything, he thanked her for the reminder, and thanked her for her kindness.

There was no sound in the darkness, not even breathing, Ning Que left quietly, Ye Hongyu still didn't open his eyes, and sat quietly in the Moyu Divine Throne.

Many years ago, she said to Ning Que that one day we would meet on the battlefield, and then you would die or I would live. There was never a fond memory between her and him that could be more than life and death.

Killing Ning Que would bring this battle to an end immediately, and logically speaking, as the Grand Priest of the Adjudication, she shouldn't have any hesitation, but she finally chose to remain silent. Because she wanted Chen Pipi to live, since she couldn't do anything for her brother, she only hoped that Ning Que would do it.

The most critical problem was that she didn't know if the one in the Temple of Light was watching here, and she didn't know what kind of arrangements that person had made for Ning Que.

The existence zài, which should be above the heavenly dome, came to the human world, so the current human world has become chaotic and complicated, even if the Heavenly Oracle Great Priest, Li Qingshan and the rebirth at the same time, and the contemplation of the Lord to the peak realm, I am afraid that I can't understand where the final direction of this chess game is, because the sky is unpredictable.

The Judgment Temple was silent, Ye Hongyu held her jaw and sat quietly in the Moyu Divine Throne, thinking about the upcoming Light Sacrifice, and gradually fell asleep, because she didn't want to think about it anymore.

The blood-colored ruling robe covered her perfect body, and the blood-colored black jade throne constantly nourished her state of mind, and she looked so majestic and so lonely.

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In the autumn of the 3,450th year of the Great Rule, the Bright Festival was officially held in Momoyama.

Several small towns in front of Momoyama were already heavily guarded, and more than 2,000 apologetic cavalrymen wore armor with runes and rode on the mounts of divine horses, patrolling around with vigilant expressions. The vigilance on the front lawn of Momoyama is even more shocking, and more than 100 Xiling guards with divine swords are staring at the passages everywhere like eagles.

In the early morning, the embassies and believers from all over the world entered the mountain one after another, but the mountain road was silent, and no one dared to make a loud noise, not because of the calming effect of the religious ceremony faintly coming from the front lawn, but because of the solemn and sacred atmosphere that enveloped the entire peach mountain.

More than ten Fu Shi and the formation master stood in the center of the Taoshan front lawn, and began to start the large array that had been arranged in advance, the formation was great, the autumn wind between the peach mountains gradually became clear, there were faint peach blossom fragments in the wind, and the vitality of heaven and earth between the foothills was called, dozens of Haotian Sect flags roared and vibrate, and the forty-seven waterfalls in the peach mountain were broken in the wind, turning into countless fine water droplets like powder, which were blown by the wind to the Taoshan front lawn, and then slowly fell.

Before the drizzle falls on the mountain, the dust suddenly gathers, the autumn dryness is gone, the flat stone floor is washed clean, and the altar made of white stone in the middle is as clean as jade.

The waterfall drizzle that has just fallen, is slightly sunburned by the autumn sun and becomes a mist, gradually rises up, becomes a large cover condensed by three clouds and mist, when the clouds and mist disperse, it becomes a circle of light condensed by three clear lights, covering the peach mountain heavily, and the clear light gradually disappears, but the three large arrays have been arranged.

Tens of thousands of believers were also sprinkled by the drizzle, their clothes were not wet, but they felt their spirits lifted, and when the three clouds turned into three circles of light and finally turned into three large arrays, those believers who saw such a formation for the first time knelt on the ground excitedly and kept praising Haotian.

Chongming, the new monarch of Yan State, the monarchs of the small countries of the Song Qi Liang Array also arrived, the representatives of the surnames of Qinghe County and the lord of the Song valve arrived, the monk who presided over the Guanhai Temple of the Rotten Ke Temple arrived, the Buddhist Sect walked the world and the seven thoughts of the Hanging Temple, the national master of the Golden Horde and the first martial arts master of the Royal Court, General, the hermit cultivators from all over the world, the teachers and students of the Heavenly Oracle Academy arrived, the priests and deacons of the four temples arrived, and even the miscellaneous servants came.

These people stood closer to the foot of the mountain, some distance away from the tens of thousands of believers, watching as the believers knelt down in prayer, each with their own thoughts. The priests and deacons of the Xiling Temple naturally felt proud and proud, the sons of the Buddha Sect remained silent, the national teacher of the royal court smiled silently, but General Loeb frowned.

The two gods slowly descended from Peach Mountain and stopped above the front lawn.

The god in the middle is incomparably huge, and there is a thousand zhang of light in the ten thousand heavy veils, and there is a tall figure in the light, which is the master of the Xiling Temple.

The god on the side is relatively small, but the red veil is like blood, indescribable killing cold, the beautiful woman in the chariot is sitting with her jaw propped up, and the black hair under the crown is like a waterfall, it is the ruling chief priest Ye Hongyu.

Most of the tens of thousands of believers in front of the mountain saw the head of the temple and the chief priest for the first time, and after seeing the two gods, they were even more excited, and even their prayer voices trembled.

The mood of those big people on the front lawn is becoming more and more complicated, the Xiling Temple has been ruling the world of Haotian, the master of the sect and the three Xiling great priests, is the most powerful existence in this world, but if the great priest is dead today, but there is no successor for a long time, the Temple of Light has been in turmoil for nearly 20 years, and now even the 10,000-year-old lamp in the temple has been extinguished, and the beginning of today's light festival is so grand, but the two gods seem so lonely, and it seems that the momentum of the Xiling Temple is a little bleak today.

Compared with the Xiling Temple, the lineup of guests who came to watch the ceremony was extremely strong, except for the Demon Sect, basically the cultivators of all the forces in the world had already arrived, especially the identity of the National Teacher of the Royal Court and the Seven Thoughts of the Hanging Temple was the most noble, so it became more and more conspicuous in the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion.

The representative of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion is Liu Yiqing, a blind swordsman in the realm who is famous for killing the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty in rumors, but compared with the qualifications of the rest of the people in the Bright Sacrifice Field, it still seems a little insufficient, which makes the Xiling Shrine feel very dissatisfied.

The god in charge of the sect released coercion, and everyone felt his displeasure.

At this moment, a white line suddenly appeared in the clear blue sky above Peach Mountain, and the white line was very thin, as if someone had drawn a line on the porcelain-blue sky with a needle.

Immediately after, a sword appeared on the front lawn of Momoyama.

The sword was very ordinary, the handle was wrapped in soft and dense cotton Songjiang cloth, and the body of the sword should be made of green steel, and it didn't feel very sharp, and it didn't have any runes engraved.

But everyone's eyes were attracted by this sword.

Because the sword was not held in anyone's hand, but hovered in the air on the front flat of Momoyama, the sword body trembled slightly, and the vibrating air made a comfortable sound.

No one knows how the sword came to be.

Even the people in the realm of Master Zhangjiao, Wang Ting Guoshi, and Qi Nian had only just seen a thin white line appear in the blue sky, and then this sword was in front of everyone's eyes.

Moreover, the invisible array that shrouded the outermost part of Momoyama couldn't stop this sword at all, and it didn't even react, which was the real shocking thing.

The flying sword hovered silently in the air, as if it was being held by an invisible hand.

If someone is behind the sword, they can see that the head of this sword is slightly raised, facing the temple of light on the top of Peach Mountain, without any disrespect, just as if quietly looking at that place.

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