The elder brother said, "I don't understand why the master would say that. ”

The first speaker looked at him and said gently: "You are a student of the master, you should know his temperament very well, if he really thinks that killing Sangsang will lead to the invasion of the Hades, then he would have taken Ning Que and Sangsang back to the academy a long time ago, where will there be these stories from autumn to winter?"

The elder brother was silent.

"I heard that in the Ranke Temple, Ye Su once said that the Daomen is doing the right thing, and my Buddhism is doing what we think should be done, and only your academy has always been doing things that make you happy. ”

The first speaker looked at him and said, "You have no faith, no reverence, or you can be infinitely powerful, but if you continue like this, you may find that in the end you do not understand what makes you happy." ”

"I don't know if the Master is happy about his life now, but I know that he is hesitating now, and he doesn't know what to do right, what to do to make himself happy. When you return to the academy, please convey your greetings to the master on my behalf, and tell him that the future of the world is very large, and he is hesitating now. ”

After saying the last sentence, the first person of the sermon held a tin rod and boarded the carriage with difficulty, and the sixteen horses neighed in pain, pulling the carriage and slowly walking towards the outside of the temple.

Looking at the carriage that was slowly leaving, the senior brother was still silent, thinking to himself: Could it be that the teacher would hesitate? But if the teacher did not hesitate, he should have made a move a long time ago.

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Winter has left, but spring has not yet fully arrived. Among the low mountains in the northern part of the Moon Ring Country. The plants are starting to turn green, but they are hiding between the dead branches and frost leaves, which is not always pleasant.

The scenery on both sides of the trail is slightly desolate, and the rapid sweep on the car window looks like a monotonous movement of color blocks, which is not much better than the dullness of the wasteland.

In the carriage, Sang Sang was wearing a fur coat, hugging a thick futon, and his little face was pale. Holding a skin filled with liquor in his hand, he took a few large sips when he felt cold to warm his chest and abdomen, but there was no way to stop his cough.

Ning Que stared at the small medicine jar on top of the copper basin. Carefully calculating the time, and coughing lightly from time to time, the injuries he suffered in Chaoyang City had basically healed, but there were still some minor problems in his lungs.

Sang Sang's arrow wound, under his careful care, had healed, and now what made him feel uneasy was that he didn't know if he was running around continuously, and the cold aura in her body was about to move again.

Some pungent medicinal smell gradually spread in the carriage. He took off the medicine jar and put it on the floor to cool, then took the wine bag from Sangsang's hand and stuffed a scroll of Buddhist scriptures into her hand.

"I was able to carry it. Sangsang looked at him pitifully.

Ning Que's heart was like an iron stone, unmoved, and said: "What Master Qishan said is to read the scriptures and learn Buddhism, even if you recite it backwards, it is meaningless, what you want is to read the scriptures and understand the meaning of Buddhism." ”

Sangsang said: "I have read so many Buddhist scriptures. I don't know if it's useful. ”

"Isn't it confirmed to be useful in Chaoyang City?"

Ning Que walked to the window and said, "Think about it, the first seat of the sutra spits out the words of the Buddha, how powerful it is, if you can learn that trick." Maybe at the sound of an order, the cold aura in your body will disappear immediately. ”

Sangsang laughed. Continue to read the sutra according to the words.

Ning Que lifted the curtain on the car window and looked behind the mountain road.

Desolate, with occasional evergreen pines and cypresses, but more of a coniferous forest that has not yet produced new leaves, his gaze does not rest on these mountain landscapes, but falls farther south.

I don't know how the senior brother is now.

This is the thing that Ning Que is most worried about after leaving Chaoyang City, except for Sang Sang's body, just thinking that since he left with Sang Sang, there is no reason for the first seat of the scriptures, and he risks angering the teacher and continues to embarrass the senior brother, then the senior brother should be safe.

At this time, they had already left Chaoyang City for hundreds of miles, and the Seven Masters and the cavalry of the Moon Wheel Country had long been thrown without a trace, so Ning Que asked the big black horse to choose a roadside and pause to rest.

Stepping out of the carriage and looking at the fine landscape beside the road, Ning Que was very satisfied, patted the big black horse's back, filled the water bladder, began to stew dried meat, and took the time to stuff an old ginseng into its mouth.

The big black horse snorted, chewed and swallowed the old mountain ginseng in two clicks, feeling a little bitter, but knowing that this was a great tonic, he was naturally embarrassed to express his anger to Ning Que.

This old ginseng, as well as the medicinal herbs boiled in the medicine jar in the car before, were stolen from several particularly luxurious princely mansions in Chaoyang City when Ning Que was in winter, and they are all extremely precious things.

The dried meat gradually became full in the boiling water, and a meat aroma mixed with the smell of hala overflowed the edge of the pot, and the big black horse turned his head very disdainfully, and went to the field next to the road to find flowers and chew food, wanting to clear the bitter taste of the old ginseng in his mouth, but found that there were not even a few grasses, where did the flowers come from, and he was very annoyed.

"After spending a winter in Daqing Mountain, I really raised you wild, eating flowers is such a thing, it has to be done by the eleventh senior brother, which one do you chew?"

Ning Que reprimanded a few words and looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds still followed Sangsang, thicker and darker than when they were in Chaoyang City, like soaked old cotton wool, which felt very heavy.

Ning Que's mood was very heavy, this cloud made him very depressed, and when he heard the quacking sound and saw the dozen or so black crows hovering in the air, his mood became more and more depressed and irritable.

He really wanted to drive these black crows away, or even kill them directly, on the way he shot them with a boxwood hardwood bow, but there was no effect, and he even wanted to use the Yuan Thirteen arrows to give it a try, but finally gave up this idea, because he was worried that these black crows would not be killed, and he wasted precious iron arrows instead.

Whether it is the clouds in the sky or these pesky black crows, they always move with the black carriage, revealing a very strange smell, which will never be abandoned, which makes people tired and afraid.

Ning Que had guessed the origin of this cloud and the black crow, and the gathering might be the change caused by the leakage of the cold aura in Sang Sang's body, which affected the flow of the breath of heaven and earth. The black crow that can't be killed and is quite spiritual. It is more likely that the cold aura in Sangsang's body is condensed by itself.

The cold breath is the imprint left by the Hades in Sangsang's body, this cloud and the black crow are equivalent to the means of the Hades, once it involves the existence of the world, then no matter how weird and magical, it seems to be understandable.

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The black cloud and the black crow kept following the black carriage, which was a very conspicuous mark, Ning Que didn't know if the Hades King could see it, but after encountering the cavalry squad of the Moon Wheel Country in a row, he confirmed that many people had seen it.

The black carriage could no longer hide its whereabouts. The escape of Ning Que and Sang Sang is equivalent to being watched by countless people all the time, and they are forced to become above board.

Since this is the case, Ning Que simply stopped thinking about it so much. Command the big dark horse to speed up as fast as possible, hoping to reach the wasteland faster. Entering the vast desert wasteland, with the terrifying speed of the big black horse, the cultivators of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism and the cavalry of the Moon Wheel Kingdom will be difficult to catch up with them, unless they also have a senior brother.

It didn't take many days for the black carriage to successfully cross the northern territory of the Moon Wheel Country, out of the border, and into the sparsely populated wasteland.

It's just a simple sentence. In fact, the black carriage encountered many interceptions on the way to escape, and even almost fell into a desperate situation a few times.

The powerhouses of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism and the moon wheel ** party laid four interception lines in the north, and the most dangerous one occurred when the black carriage changed its route and tried to break through from the northeast.

The people who were ambushed in the green ridge of the Xiling Temple were moving to the north at that time, and they happened to meet the black carriage on the northeast border of the Moon Wheel Country, and they were in the team of the Xiling Temple. There are more than ten deacons of the Adjudication Division, more than 100 apologetic cavalry, and the most terrifying thing is that there are two Daomen Keqing who know their fate.

When he saw this group of Xiling Temple powerhouses, Ning Que's first thought was, when did he know when the fate realm really became something like a cabbage. The second thought is how much strength is hidden in the Daomen?

The third thought, of course, was to run away.

Today's Sangsang is the enemy of the whole world, no matter how strong Ning Que is. I can't run away if I want to. The black carriage can cross so many blockade lines, meet so many strong people of Buddhism and Taoism, and escape until it crosses the border and successfully enters the wasteland, in addition to the speed of the big black horse is too fast, and his experience in escaping is incomparably rich, the most important reason is that there have always been people secretly helping them.

Ning Que didn't know who was secretly helping him, but he vaguely guessed that his guess was not confirmed until he met the group of powerhouses of the Xiling Temple, and those people were forced to show their figures.

The people who have been secretly helping them escape are the people of the Xiling Temple, including the deacon of the Judgment Division, ordinary priests, and two distinguished red-clothed priests.

In the sudden outbreak of the encounter on the northeast border of the Moon Wheel Country, in order to protect Sang Sang successfully escaped, many people died, and the death was extremely tragic, one of the red-clothed priests once again used magic to blow himself up, seriously injuring the Daomen Keqing who knew the fate of the realm, Ning Que and Sang Sang were able to break out of the encirclement.

The wind in the wasteland was still slightly cold.

As one after another of the priests of the Xiling Temple were exposed or died on the way to cover the whereabouts of the black carriage on the way to escape, Sang Sang became more and more silent.

Ning Que lifted the curtains, looked at the scenery of the wasteland that he had never seen before but was familiar with, thought about the tragic scenes on the way to escape, and said, "They are all from the Temple of Light. ”

Sangsang hummed softly.

The black-clothed deacon of the adjudication division, the Taoist who came voluntarily from a certain Taoist temple, the ordinary priests, and the red-clothed priests, these people came from different places, and they were not all subordinates of the Bright Division of the Xiling Temple.

But these people have one thing in common: they have all met someone, or studied with them, or served them, and may even have just spoken a few words to them.

And after these experiences, no matter what these people become in the future—the ruthless black-clothed deacon of the Ruling Division, the Daomen Guest, the distinguished red-clothed priest, or the ordinary cavalry of the Xiling Temple—they have always been committed to following the light, believing that they are the people of the Light Temple.

For the man they had seen was called Wei Guangming.

Wei Guangming is the greatest great god of light in the Xiling Temple for hundreds of years, and he is also the biggest traitor in the Xiling Temple for hundreds of years, and he is the person who was once closest to Haotian in the eyes of the world.

His only descendant in the world is Sangsang.

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...... (To be continued......)