The Grand Priest of the Adjudication, who was sitting on the throne of the Moyu God, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl who was kneeling on the ground with her head bowed outside the curtain, there was no expression on her face, but there seemed to be a lot of complicated feelings hidden in her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but the Grand Priest of the Ruling said indifferently, "Although you have become a waste now, I hope your eyes are still there. ”

This voice was slightly hoarse, calm and elegant, faintly revealing an unconcealable violent atmosphere, directly swaying and impacting the bead curtain of Shenzatao, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty Dao hall, as if the torrential rain kept falling on the empty lacquered porcelain empty bowl.

Ye Hongyu knelt quietly in the curtain, not moved in the slightest by these miscellaneous voices and the coercion contained in the voice, but buried his head lower, looking more respectful.

A deacon of the adjudication department stepped out from behind the curtain, held a scroll in both hands, walked up to her, smiled softly and comfortingly, and then handed the scroll into her hand.

Ye Hongyu took the scroll quietly, did not get up, still knelt, carefully read the contents recorded in the scroll, and then fell into a long thought.

The scroll was quietly returned to Xiling by the temple mission of the Tang Kingdom through a secret channel, and the pen was written by Cheng Lixue, the secretary of the Heavenly Oracle Division, and the content of the scroll was a detailed description of the battle between Ning Que and Liu Yiqing at the side gate of the academy, and the focus of the description was of course on the magic that Ning Que showed at the end of the knife.

"What do you think of that person you've met?"

The cold and solemn voice of the Grand Priest of the Ruling rang out from behind the bead curtain.

Ye Hongyu quietly listened to the sound of the bead curtain colliding, and said slowly: "Ning Que's cultivation is faster than I expected, as for the divine skill of the Heavenly Oracle Division...... In my opinion, it is just in vain, because according to the details, at that time, Ning Que's condensed heaven and earth teeth, qi, and finally turned into Haotian Divine Radiance should have burst out from the knife and not from nature. ”

There was a dead silence in the hall.

The details of Ye Hongyutong's dossier dagger had some suspicion about the true means of Ning Que's knife, which pointed to a very amazing fact, so there was silence in the audience.

I don't know how long it took, but the Judge Sharp Priest asked in a low voice, "Can you confirm it?"

Ye Hongyu shook his head and said, "Back then, Mr. Ke also showed his magic skills in the world, and since Ning Que's little maid worshiped under the Bright God Throne, no one could doubt him without evidence, and even if he could, he couldn't reveal this suspicion to the world." ”

The Grand Priest of the Ruling looked at her kneeling in front of him ruthlessly, and suddenly said, "Can you prove it?"

Ye Hongyu said calmly: "I used to be able to, but now I can't." ”

The Grand Priest of the Ruling looked at the girl's quiet expression and felt a sense of dryness arise from his chest and abdomen, and said angrily, "Then what use are you?"

Ye Hongyu was silent for a moment and then said, "At least there are still eyes." ”

A dull cough like thunder suddenly sounded behind the bead curtain, and then it couldn't be stopped.

After a long time, the ruling priest stopped coughing and looked at her indifferently through the bead curtain, and said: "You have been polluted by the demon of Liansheng, and you need to purify and choose the stone house to practice ascetic retreat, it is a good choice, and you should ignore the affairs of the division during this time." ”

Ye Hongyu knew very well that this simple sentence of Lord Shenzuo was equivalent to depriving the position of the chief secretary of the adjudication department, in fact, since she returned from the wasteland, she lived in seclusion in the stone house, and rarely paid attention to the affairs of the adjudication division, but ignoring and being recorded and suppressed are two different things.

Now that her strength has been damaged, the mantis realm has fallen to the middle of the cave and is even continuing to fall, if even the position of the ruling priest does not exist, then the people in the temple who have suffered countless hardships in front of her may turn those mocking and contemptuous glances into real deeds.

Ye Hongyu knelt on the waves of the divine seat, silent, and did not answer.

The Grand Priest leaned back a little tiredly, propped his forehead with his hands, and looked at the girl outside the curtain, his deep eyes revealing a hint of boredom and sarcasm.

In the past years, because of Ye Hongyu's talent, the master admired her, and he also valued her, plus the person in the view, so he could calmly look at her pride, and even support her pride, but now since she has no qualifications for pride, then she will fall silent.

"This matter, this seat has been repaired, and your brother, I would like to express my gratitude for the disposition of this seat. ”

The Grand Priest of the Judgment looked indifferently at the girl outside the curtain, shattering her last psychological dependence.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Ye Hongyu's expression became a little gloomy, his body trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were full of self-deprecation and loss, just like a seemingly hard egg, which was finally smashed into the outermost thin shell, revealing the fragile inside.

I don't know how long it took, she seemed to have finally sobered up, a somewhat sad smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she made a big salute to the divine seat behind the beaded curtain, and said: "Over the years, relying on the protection of the divine throne, it is only today that the disciple Rong worships the great grace."

The Grand Priest frowned and looked at the girl who was prostrate on the curtain, and suddenly felt that his decisive treasure seemed to be in a hurry, and he always felt that the sad smile on the corner of the girl's lips, as well as this sentence that sounded a little desperate and sad, hid some meaning that he did not understand.

After Ye Hongyu finished saluting, she slowly stood up, and just as she was leaving, she looked at the Lord Divine Seat on the Moyu Throne behind the curtain, and said softly: "In this story between the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion and the Academy, the disciple thinks that it is better for the Ruling Division not to interfere, although this is an afterthought. ”

The Grand Priest of the Ruling looked at her and suddenly coughed in pain again, and scolded sharply: "It's not terrible to fall into the realm, it's really terrible for you to be cowardly...... I, the Xiling Temple, rule the world, and the Ruling Division enforces the canonical precepts, so who dares to ask questions about this?"

Ye Hongyu didn't say anything more and walked out of this black Dao hall.

Standing at the top of the high stone steps outside the Dao Hall, looking at the smoke of the fields outside the peach mountain, she was silent for a moment and then suddenly sighed and said, "Someone is going to die again." ”

The deacon, who had handed her the dossier and carried her all the way outside the temple, was standing quietly beside her...... Listen to her emotion...... I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said in a thin voice: "Lord Shenza has often suffered from colds in recent months...... The cough is a little severe, and his temper is a little irritable, and he also asks Lord Siza not to take it to heart, as for the matter of the Sword Pavilion, the damned people always have to die. ”

As the most powerful and terrifying great priest of the Xiling Temple...... The realm has already advanced to the peak of knowing fate, sitting on the cloud head and looking at the world like ants, it seems that such a person has long been invulnerable, where can he catch a cold, it is impossible to catch a cold, how can he cough, how can he be grumpy if he doesn't cough? Ye Hongyu looked at the deacons of the adjudication division who looked at him with mocking and contemptuous eyes in the distance, and suddenly said sympathetically: "I was injured by the Bright God Seat, it is not so easy to be good. ”

The Xiling Shrine has a master in charge and has a tripartite shrine.

Whether the people who sit on the throne are sick, wounded, or imprisoned, as long as they are alive, they are in an infinite position...... A great priest who is worshiped and admired by hundreds of millions of people in the world.

Sometime last year, the Great Priest of Light, who had been imprisoned in the Youge Pavilion for more than ten years, apostatized and fled, and then died with Master Yan Se on an unnamed mountain on the outskirts of Chang'an City.

There was an empty seat on the Xiling Temple.

God's seat is empty.

It is impossible for the Xiling Temple to allow this and the situation to last too long...... Therefore, when it was known that the Great Priest of Light had left a successor in the world, what the temple urgently wanted to do...... It is to bring the heir back to Xiling.

This matter is still in a state of secrecy for the time being.

People outside the temple, if they knew about this matter, they would probably have some kind of doubt, why Tao Ren Light Divine Throne apostatized, which brought great harm to the temple, but the people in the Xiling Temple still had to choose his successor to take over the position of the Bright God Seat.

But for the people in the Xiling Temple, this matter is very natural, because the apostate Great Priest of Light is still the Great Priest of Light, and because for countless years, the inheritance of the Taoshan Tripartite Divine Throne has never been decided by the head of the sect or the Great Priest himself, but by Wu Tian.

The inheritance of the tripartite shrine follows a different path.

The inheritance of the ruling god seat is a choice made by Haotian Tong Guò based on the judgment of power.

The inheritance of the Celestial Constellation is the choice made by Hao Tiantong Guò on the revelation of the prophecy.

The quiet inheritance of the Divine Seat of Light is the choice made by Haotiantong Guò for the continuation of the Light.

The dying Great Priest of Light has found his successor in Chang'an, this must be Haotian's will, so that successor must be the future Great Priest of Brightness.

Especially after the news came from the South China Sea, the head of the Xiling Temple and the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne strengthened their confidence more and more, and did not hesitate to let the Bright Divine Throne wait for the return of its true master.

Forty-seven lanes, in the old pen house.

Ning Que looked at Cheng Lixue in front of him and was silent for a long time.

In the Wasteland Right Tent Royal Court, he had met this Lord of the Heavenly Oracle Division of the Divine Temple, and in that dispute, Cheng Lixue's calm and even fair appearance left a good impression on him, but today he felt very uncomfortable looking at the other party's silver-white hair.

Because the other party is a big man in the Xiling Temple, but the attitude when they talked before was so sincere, and even a little humble, especially when Sang Sang brought the tea, Cheng Lixue's respectful appearance made Ning Que always prone to some kind of illusion, this guy is not the son of himself and Sang Sang in the future.

Ning Que picked up the teacup on the table, thought for a moment and said, "I probably understand the ins and outs of this matter, but I really can't promise you anything." ”

Cheng Lixue looked at him quietly, and suddenly frowned and said, "Although there have been occasional misunderstandings between the temple and the academy over the years, they still respect each other. ”

Ning Que said: "I have a lot of respect for Haotian Dao Sect. ”

Cheng Lixue sighed and said: "Senior Sister Sangsang will be the Divine Seat of Light in my temple in the future, including me, hundreds of millions of Haotian believers in the world will kneel and bow to her, and they dare not say much, but Mr. Thirteen, you let her make a bed here and be served tea and water, so where is the respect for the Daomen?"

(The state has plummeted, but I can't be weak!I'll write another chapter!The update time must be very late, and I don't know when I can write it.) (To be continued)