This is the world of Haotian, and the Daomen is the most powerful force, not to mention the Xiling Shrine that gathers countless powerhouses, just say that in the thousands of Taoist temples all over the world, who knows how much power the Daomen still hides?

On the wasteland, the Hanging Temple used more than 200 ascetic monks and several masters equivalent to the realm of fate to pursue the black carriage, and the momentum was already extremely powerful, and the Xiling Temple was a truly terrifying ocean.

From the moment the temple announced that Sangsang was the daughter of Hades, a storm began to brew in the ocean, and the frenzy gradually grew on the calm surface of the sea, until the black carriage was completely smashed to pieces.

The reckless mountains in the night separated the Yuelun Kingdom from the Tang Kingdom, and Ye Hongyu stood on the highest peak, the divine robe on his body danced with the wind, whistling, and there was no expression on his face.

The robe of the Judgment was dark red, brighter than blood, darker than night.

No matter how sharp her eyes were, she couldn't see the black carriage in the distance through the col, but she kept looking in that direction, as if she had seen something very interesting, and refused to look away.

Dozens of priests and knights of the West Temple Shrine knelt among the rock peaks in front of her, and a black-clothed deacon of the Ruling Division whispered the information on the Moon Wheel Country, her expression was indifferent, and she seemed to be very indifferent, as if such an important matter as chasing and killing the daughter of the Hades would not make her nervous.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Hongyu retracted his gaze and looked at the more than ten mountains around him, in those mountains, there were four hundred guardian knights of the Xiling Shrine, three great cultivators of the Knowing Destiny Realm, and more than ten powerful Daomen cultivators who were also edicted. Obey her command and hide in the mountains.

With such a powerful combination of strengths, once they advance westward, they can even occupy Chaoyang, the capital of the Moon Wheel Kingdom, overnight, and it will be more than enough to deal with Ning Que and the sick Sangsang even before the Buddha Sect makes any reaction.

After the black-clad deacon of the adjudication division finished his report, he still knelt on the ground, waiting for the order of the divine throne. However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the voice that made him extremely awe-inspired, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at the graceful figure on the cliff rock at the peak. He asked respectfully, "Lord Kamiza?"

Ye Hongyu didn't know what he was thinking, he was a little distracted, and he woke up after listening to this. Looking at the west again, the corners of his lips curled slightly and said: "That guy is better than a thief, how could I not guess that the Daomen would arrange it here, but I am afraid that he has already left, in this case, is this seat still waiting here?"

The black-clothed deacons were a little surprised, listening to the words of the ruling god, she seemed to be about to leave, but the Daomen ambushed in this green mountain, and it was an edict from the master of the sect himself. Who would dare to disobey?

Ye Hongyu walked down the mountain.

One of the deputy commanders of the Divine Guard stood up in surprise, looked at the back of the divine robe fluttering in the wind in the night, and said, "Lord Divine Throne, this is the edict of the master, where are you going?"

In the midst of this green hill. In this world, there were very few people who were qualified to ask Ye Hongyu to answer the question, so she didn't answer, but when she walked past the black-clothed deacon, she said, "I'll go to the mud pond." ”

The black-clothed deacon, who was her direct subordinate, told him about his whereabouts. It was to decide the affairs of the temple, and it didn't mean that she needed to report her whereabouts to others, even if she was in charge.

The people at the top of the peak looked shocked when they heard this, and even the black-clothed deacon showed a shocked expression, and anxiously dissuaded: "The mud pond, the thousand miles of swamp between the moon wheel and the court of the Golden Horde, Lord Shenzuo, it is too dangerous there, and after so many years, no one has ever chosen to take that path......

"The path that no one walks is the path that Ning Que will take. ”

After saying this, Ye Hongyu floated away, the dark red robe flew between the mountain roads, like a blood flag when it was rolled, like a night when it sank, and the people of Xiling Temple knelt down among the peaks to see each other off in awe.

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The name of the capital city of Yuelun is Chaoyang City, which has been followed for countless years, and no one knows whether to read the dynasty of the twilight or the pilgrimage of worship, because the two meanings seem to be the same.

There is a green mountain in the north of Chaoyang City, the mountain is quite gentle, but it is extremely wide and long, the vegetation in the mountain is extremely dense, although tourists often come, but there are many deep and uninhabited remote hidden places.

The southeast of the Moon Wheel Country is separated by a primeval forest and the Great River, the Southern Jin Dynasty, the water vapor in Daze and the Great River, as well as the water vapor in the southern ocean, is constantly blown to the border by the wind, and is sealed by the plateau in the west, the wasteland in the north and the green ridge in the east, so it is very humid and warm.

It was late autumn, and the snow had already fallen on the wasteland, but there was no trace of cold and killing breath near Chaoyang City, and the mountains were dense with leaves, and the greenery was quiet, looking similar to the spring in Chang'an City.

At noon, the sun hung high above the middle of the sky, spreading heat towards the ground, and the green mountains in Chaoyang City and the north of the city became more and more hot and sultry, and everyone felt a little embarrassed.

Tourists and mountain dwellers rest in the green hills and forests, sheltering from the dry autumn days, while some children play by the springs in the forest, and many dark-skinned ascetics sit cross-legged on the side of the relatively shady mountain paths.

Some ascetics wear the robes of Baita Temple and other monasteries, while others come from other places and their clothes are already ragged, while the ascetics, whether they are native or foreign, have a bronze bowl full of fruits and food in front of them, which are naturally offerings to the citizens of the Moon Wheel Country who believe in Buddhism.

There are hundreds of banyan trees growing in the depths of the green mountains, and under the trees are long grass and dense shrubs, which are difficult for both humans and beasts to walk in, and it seems very quiet, looking at the rotten leaves piled up on the ground, I am afraid that no one has been here for decades.

Ning Que picked up the last handful of dead leaves, carefully sprinkled them evenly on the ground, confirmed that no traces were exposed, and even the formation was hidden perfectly, put his mind at ease, stepped on the thorny bush with his right foot, and swept his body to the flat ground a few zhang away, and began to explain to the big black horse.

With the usual temperament of the big dark horse, watching Ning Que teach children to compare education, he has long been annoyed, but he listened very seriously today, his eyes were very focused, and he didn't miss a word.

"I don't know how long I'm going to stay in Chaoyang City, if I find Senior Brother. I'll take Sangsang and him back first, and then ask the senior brother to come back to pick you up, if you can't find it, you will probably wait in the city, you stay in the mountains for some time, rest assured that I won't leave you alone, hard work man. ”

Ning Que put his arms around the neck of the big black horse. patted it lightly, said with emotion, and then picked up a blue cloth baggage. Tied around the neck of the big black horse, inside is the little food left in the carriage such as Huangguo mountain ginseng.

The big black horse rubbed his face and neighed softly at Sangsang under the tree. Turning around and walking with a soothing step, he walked towards the deep mountains behind the dense forest, and the blue cloth burden swayed gently.

Seeing the figure of the big black horse disappear into the depths of the green mountains, Ning Que walked back to the banyan tree and picked up Sangsang, tied each other tightly with a strong rope, lifted the heavy luggage, and walked towards the city below the mountain.

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From the monarch to the pawn of the peddler, the Moon Wheel Kingdom believes in Buddhism, pursues the realm of indisputability, and is known for its low-key peace, although the Great River Country, which has a feud with the Moon Ring, will definitely not think so. But at least within the Moon Wheel Country, there are indeed very few things like rebellion by powerful ministers or shocking bloodshed.

It is precisely because of this special concept or pursuit that in addition to the Xiongcheng fortress built on the border bordering the Tang Kingdom and the Right Tent Royal Court, many cities in the Yuelun Kingdom do not have city walls, and even the capital Chaoyang does not have city walls. It's just that in the direction of facing Daqing Mountain, a simple bamboo fence was built to prevent beasts.

Travelers who have been to Chaoyang City and Chang'an City always like to compare these two capitals together, not because Chaoyang City is as majestic as Chang'an City, but because Chaoyang City is on the other extreme.

Chaoyang City has no city walls, so naturally there is no city gate, and the royal family is responsible for collecting business taxes. A few tables and a few parasols were placed on the official road and used as tax customs.

Because of the warmth of the four seasons, those officials always looked lazy, and some sergeants even slept under the trees by the road with their clothes open, all of them looked so casual and unruly, but the court of the Yuelun Kingdom was proud to mention that Chaoyang City collected even more taxes every year than Chang'an City.

This is naturally not because Chaoyang City is more developed than Chang'an City's commerce and trade, nor because the tax officials are more diligent, nor because the citizens of the Yuelun country have the consciousness of automatically paying taxes for the country.

Such a scattered and indisputable country, such an inefficient and corrupt court, such an open and chaotic capital, and even the occasional wild elephant that goes out to forage for food, where can it resist any foreign enemy?

If it weren't for the mediation of Buddhism, the Moon Wheel Kingdom would have been wiped out by the cavalry of the Right Tent King Court a thousand years ago, and if it weren't for the Xiling Temple, it might even be defeated by the much weaker Dahe Kingdom.

Chaoyang City is an undefended capital, the wind can enter the rain, fortunately, the geographical location is superior, there have been no storms and rain disasters for many years, and people can also enter and exit at will, but most of the people are timid in cultivating Buddha, and few people dare to try to sneak into the city to avoid all kinds of heavy taxes levied by the imperial court.

One day in late autumn, a white cloud floated into Chaoyang City, and things on the ground couldn't be managed for the time being, naturally no one would notice in the sky, only a tax guard was lying on the ground basking in the sun, looking at the white cloud in the air with sharp ends and extremely thick middle, like a spindle, and smiled stupidly.

Directly below that white cloud, Ning Que carried Sangsang on his back, held a paper umbrella found out of nowhere, and walked into Chaoyang City smoothly, covered with a very faint shadow.

The air in Chaoyang City is filled with the smell of spices, Buddhist temples can be seen everywhere, those beautiful white pagodas above the temple walls and the small Buddha shrines beside the road, inlaid with many precious gems, beggars holding broken bowls look indifferent and wander at will, but no one looks at those gems, let alone try to pry one down from above.

Sang Sang's head rested on Ning Que's shoulder, looking at the picture in front of him, he was a little surprised, and muttered: "Sure enough, it is the legendary Buddha country, even beggars have such virtues." ”

Ning Que looked at an old beggar whose hands were cut off by a sharp weapon on the corner of the street, and said: "This only shows two possibilities, when beggars are so lazy and accept their fate, they are destined to be beggars for the rest of their lives, or they know very well that even if they steal gems, they will not be able to sell them, and they will be punished very badly." ”

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