Behind the curtain, the head of the sect was silent. His severed hand had been healed by Haotian, and Ning Que's shoulder wounded with Yuan Thirteen arrows had not been healed for some reason, just like he said to He Mingchi, there were many incomprehensible things in the Xiling Temple today, including the recent silence of the Ruling Temple.

At the Light Festival, the appearance of the ruling god seat Ye Hongyu was questioned by many people, especially those who returned from the South China Sea, but her status was noble, even if he was the head of the temple, it was impossible to punish her without any evidence

But what He Mingchi said at this time made him even more vigilant, because of some old things many years ago, and because He Mingchi said that she occasionally looked at the Temple of Light from afar.

The Temple of Light is on top of Peach Mountain, you can see it at will, Ye Hongyu is the chief priest of the ruling, if it is usual, don't say that you look far away, even if you walk in front of the Temple of Light and look carefully?

However, the Temple of Light is no longer what it used to be.

Since the revival of the peach blossoms in the spring and the extinguishing of the 10,000-year-long lamp, the Temple of Light has become a forbidden place on the peach mountain, as if isolated from the world, and no one dares to peep.

With Haotian revealing miracles several times at the Light Festival, the speculation that was once hidden in the hearts of all believers has become a fact, and naturally no one dares to have the slightest disrespect for the Temple of Light, let alone peeping, no one dares to talk about who lives in the temple at all, and even conjecture has become taboo.

The priests of the South China Sea lineage were temporarily arranged to live in the Temple of Heavenly Oracle, **Hai and the others returned to Taoshan, originally wanting to compete with the sect leader for the power of the Daomen, but now they dare not do anything, worship in front of the Temple of Light every day, and pray sincerely, only hoping to have the moment when they can see the face of heaven

Under such circumstances, Ye Hongyu looked at the Temple of Light from afar, which naturally made people a little puzzled and wary of what she was looking at, did she dare to spy on the one in the temple?

In the depths of the Judgment Temple, Ye Hongyu sat on the Moyu Divine Throne and was silent, without any emotion on his beautiful face. Cold and palpitating. These days, she spends most of her time sitting on the throne, not responding to the reports of the subordinates of the Adjudicator, and even seems to have lost the ability to think.

The reason why this is so is because she has been thinking about a certain picture of the Light Festival, when Ning Que shot the god where the sect leader was located with an arrow, the short and thin old Taoist looked so ridiculous.

Because of that picture, she tosses and turns these days. It was difficult to sleep peacefully, her thoughts were myriad, and she couldn't be quiet, just as He Mingchi said, her mood naturally couldn't get better, and as for her, she occasionally looked at the Temple of Light. It was because of the news that Ning Que was locked up in the Hidden Pavilion, so naturally she couldn't hide it from her, the great priest of the ruling, and she wanted to know how the one in the temple would deal with Ning Que, and this would affect her thoughts about something.

Like Momoyama, the atmosphere in the entire Xiling Divine Kingdom was very solemn and tense.

Because of the relationship between the academy, the light festival was carried out very unsmoothly, the sacrifices fled, and the Xiling Temple suffered heavy casualties. Because of Liu Bai's death. The Sword Pavilion officially broke with the Daomen, and in the end it could only be hastily ended. It could even be said that it ended dismally, and many of the prepared ceremonies were not held.

But many people did not leave the Xiling Divine Kingdom, and the kings from all countries kowtowed sincerely in the front flat of Momoyama because of government affairs, and then reluctantly left, but the mission stayed, and at the same time, there were also the musicians of the dance troupe who were originally preparing to participate in the celebration, and tens of thousands of believers.

Haotian is in the world, and he may be in the Xiling Temple now, in such a situation, how can those devout believers leave Xiling, even if it is a sword and axe, it is impossible for them to move their position, so the Taoshan front lawn and the surrounding villages and towns are still full of people, but no one dares to make noise.

The Tang State did not send an embassy to participate in the Light Festival, and it was the Red Sleeve Dance Troupe that did not have an official identity that came to the Xiling Divine Kingdom, in fact, if it wasn't for the Xiling Shrine insisting on writing this article into the peace treaty, the Tang Imperial Court would not even send the Red Sleeve Move, because everyone knows that the Tang people can't be treated too well here.

The Red Sleeves were originally scheduled to perform a song and dance after the end of the Light Festival, but Chen Pipi was rescued by the academy, and the celebratory song and dance naturally could not be carried out, and they were about to leave Momoyama afterwards, but they were forcibly left behind by the Xiling Temple.

This is a war between the Tang Kingdom and Xiling, the academy destroyed the Light Festival, but they were forcibly stayed, no matter how you look at it, this matter is very depressing and dangerous.

The girls with red sleeves live in a small town in front of the mountain, the house is ordinary, and there are many temple cavalry guards outside, the girls are naturally afraid, and they don't know when bad luck will come.

Now the main thing of the Red Sleeves Song and Dance Troupe is Xiaocao, who was once a naïve and cute little girl, but now she has matured, she is still not very old, but she is already quite a general.

After revealing the intention of not allowing them to return to Chang'an, she sent the news back to Chang'an City through the relevant channels of guò as soon as possible, and just the day before yesterday, the negotiation documents of the Tang court had arrived, and because of this, the Xiling Temple did not make more excessive moves towards the red sleeves.

But Xiaocao knew that the documents of the imperial court could only temporarily alleviate the current situation, and could not really bring the girls with red sleeves back to Chang'an, and if they stayed in such a hostile and dangerous environment, she was very worried that the girls who were already on the verge of a nervous breakdown would be able to hold out for a few more days.

"Lord Priest, I would like to get a definite reply. ”

Xiaocao looked at the Xiling priest in front of him and said, his tone was calm and firm: "If the temple doesn't let us leave Xiling, I need a reason, and the Tang Dynasty also needs a reason." ”

The Xiling priest squinted at her and said, "Girl, is this threatening the temple?"

Xiaocao bowed his head slightly and said, "Don't dare, but the temple also has to be reasonable." ”

The Xiling priest sneered twice, thinking that the Bright Sacrifice was made to such an ending by you Tang people, and the temple was extremely shameless, you still have the face to ask the temple to reason?

"I said a few days ago, since you are here to dance, how can you leave?"

Xiaocao said: "If you want to see the dance, we can do it at any time, when?"

The priest frowned and said unhappily: "It is a supreme honor for the temple to order you to dance, and it is a supreme honor to wait patiently for orders, where did so many problems come from? ”

Xiaocao's chest rose and fell slightly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Even if it is a dance, it will also take time to prepare, and I will ask the priest to inform me of the date." ”

The priest said indifferently, "I don't know. ”

Xiaocao asked, "Then who knows?"

The priest looked at her and mocked, "I don't know. ”

Xiaocao said calmly: "I want to ask to see Master Zhangjiao, I must know if I want to come to his old man's house." ”

"What is your identity that you actually want to see the master?" the priest reprimanded.

Xiaocao's expression remained unchanged. said, "Then I want to ask to see the Judgment Throne." ”

The priest looked at Xiaocao and mocked and said, "Until now." You stubborn Tang people still refuse to accept the reality? Tell you that unless you die, you will never want to cross this threshold again in your life. ”

The documents of the Tang Imperial Court failed to let the Xiling Temple put red sleeves back to Chang'an, from that moment on, Xiaocao knew that the ending waiting for him and those girls must be extremely miserable, even if the court was willing to start another war with the Xiling Temple for the sake of ordinary women, it could not change the ending of himself and the others.

The girls with red sleeves also understand this truth. But usually no one talks about these things, everyone always has a chance in their hearts, until this time was told by this priest, Xiaocao's expression was slightly gloomy, and the sound of crying faintly came from the house at the back of the house.

The Xiling priest was satisfied with the crying he heard, and was about to say something more. When these Tang girls were even more painful, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.

He turned to look at the Xiling Divine Guards and asked, "What's the matter?"

A Xiling divine guard said: "There is an adult who wants to summon the red sleeves to recruit the women. ”

The priest frowned a little displeased, and said in a cold voice: "Which hall is the lord? I am ordered by the master of the sect to personally take care of these Tang girls, and no one can see them." ”

The Xiling Divine Guard reprimanded sharply: "What is your identity, you actually want to inquire about such a thing!"

Xiaocao couldn't help but feel a little relieved when she heard this, but she was even more curious and vigilant. Who would dare to ignore the orders of the master? Could it really be that Ning Que has an old judgment throne?

The priest trembled with anger, looked at everyone and scolded angrily: "What a boldness. You don't even pay attention to the master of the sect, do you want to die?"

"Who dares to stop the people who want to see in the Temple of Light?"

An extremely immature voice sounded, and the Xiling Divine Guard separated, revealing a girl in white.

The priest looked at the girl in white, and suddenly remembered something, and suddenly felt that all the strength in her body had been drained, and she was paralyzed to the ground, unable to get up again.

The girl in white didn't even look at this person, walked to the court, looked at the women in makeup who came out of the house one after another, frowned slightly, and then asked, "Who is Xiaocao?"

Xiaocao took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said respectfully, "I am." ”

She didn't know what had happened these days, she didn't know what the Temple of Light meant to Haotian Daomen now, and she didn't know the origin of the girl in white, but through the reaction of the priest, she knew that the status of the girl in white in the Xiling Temple must be extraordinary, so no matter what happened next, she had to grasp it.

The girl in white looked at Xiaocao, wondering why the master specially summoned this Tang girl, you must know that until now, no one has been able to enter the Temple of Light, not even the master.

Xiaocao followed the girl in white into the carriage and left the town.

The girls with red sleeves rushed to the door, looking at the vanishing carriage, their eyebrows full of worried expressions, not knowing what Xiaocao would meet in the Temple of Light.

It was only at this time that the Xiling priest woke up from his extreme fright, and he left the courtyard in a state of confusion and despair, and hanged himself at home that night.

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(Three little things set the world, the recent qiē is good, that is, Hubei is a little unbearable hot, living in the Northeast for a few years, it is really a little unadaptable, June 1st is the book review contest awards, I will go back to the Northeast before this day, cool is waiting for me, I will write very hard in June, 200,000 guaranteed, but still will not ask for any tickets, it is to make up for this month's chat, thank you again.) (To be continued.) )