A few days ago, the Holy See High Priest came to Stantown, but returned with a feather.

Ascetic did not follow the high priest back to the Holy See, but the high priest was sure that Mr. Li Zizhi had left, so the first thing the high priest had to do was naturally to inform all the enemies of Sheng Tang of the news.

However, on the way back, the high priest stumbled upon a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man came leisurely from the desert, dressed in a pale cyan robe, with a strange smile on his seemingly ordinary cheeks.

The high priest stopped the moment he saw the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man in the distance also came to him in an instant.

No one in the world could come to the high priest in such a way, unless the barefoot monk of the Tang Dynasty was resurrected, but the middle-aged man came to him so simply, and said when he didn't react: "You are good." Those three words.

The high priest's heart shook wildly, and he realized that the middle-aged man in front of him was not a man, but a god!

And in this world, there are only two places where people can be called 'gods', one is called the South God Gate and the other is called the North God Gate.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him is from the Divine Gate.

The high priest didn't know how to answer the three words "You are good", so he could only look at the middle-aged man in front of him silently.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to need the high priest's answer, but asked, "What does Shengjing have?"

"I don't know. The high priest replied truthfully.

The middle-aged man coughed lightly at this time, looked at the sky full of yellow sand, and the light cough stopped, and he asked again: "Do you want to return to the Holy See for asceticism?"

"Yes. The high priest inexplicably felt chills all over his body, but his mind was clear, and this kind of sobriety obviously meant that he was in an extremely dangerous situation for him who loved to doze off.

"I'll talk to him!" the middle-aged man whispered, stepping past the high priest. There is no intention of making a move.

The high priest snorted for a while, and when he turned his head, the middle-aged man had already reached the end of his vision. He asked, "Will you make a move against Sheng Tang?"

The high priest's voice was not high when he said this, but the middle-aged man's ear power was obviously excellent, his steps paused slightly, turned his head and said, "After a while, let's go to Shengjing together to have a look." ”

The high priest's heart trembled, and he half-knelt on the yellow sand, watching the master of the Nanshenmen disappear into the yellow sand.

Because of this, the high priest did not send a warning to the Great Wilderness and those enemies of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Because the fall of the Tang Dynasty was imminent, he didn't mind that Li Zizhi helped the Holy See kill a few characters that were difficult to solve, but he was a little worried about asceticism in his heart.

As soon as the ascetic saw off the high priest, another guest was welcomed.

But the moment he saw the guest, his ascetic expression was very stiff and wooden, and he didn't even invite the guest into the house to sit.

The middle-aged man who came to Stan Town stood in the fence courtyard and looked left and right, and when he saw that there was nothing to see, he said, "Don't you invite me in and sit?"

The ascetic regained the astonishment on his face, returned to the house with the middle-aged man, and made tea again. It is still extremely inferior in the eyes of outsiders, but it is a precious tea in his eyes.

The middle-aged man didn't dislike the tea like the high priest, and took two sips with a smile.

Ascetic thoughts turn a thousand times. But after all, he still didn't take the lead.

The steaming heat from the dilapidated teapot swirled between the two of them, and seemed to add a bit of mystery to the two who were close at a distance.

After the pot of tea was drunk by the two of them, the middle-aged man finally asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with the Light Doctrine?"

Asceticism is not denied. Just said, "I haven't figured it out yet." ”

The middle-aged man played with the missing corner of the teacup and said, "Then change it." ”

Ascetic never thought that the question that had plagued him for a long time was so breezy in the mouth of the middle-aged man, and he asked, "How to change it?"

The middle-aged man replied simply: "Whoever disagrees, kills whom." ”

The ascetic fell silent. The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Revolution has always been accompanied by the sacrifice of a large number of pioneers, but you are already the head of the Holy See, why bother, why bother?"

Asceticism is obviously a little incomprehensible to the word 'revolution'.

The middle-aged man coughed lightly again, and then cleared his throat, as if there was some discomfort in his throat.

The ascetic was silent for a few moments, and instead of dwelling on this issue, he asked, "The barefoot monk was sealed, was it your hand?"

The middle-aged man did not deny it, but emphasized: "Indirect shot." ”

This is another new word, and the ascetic asks: "I don't want to talk about the affairs of the Holy See, I want to know what to do with me?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyes to look at the ascetic, smiled slightly, revealing a dimple on the left corner of his mouth, and said, "Let's go to Shengjing together!"

The ascetic's heart trembled, and he didn't know how to answer.

The middle-aged man chuckled again: "Li Zizhi is a masterpiece in the world, if the war in the Western Regions fails, you will be in turmoil in the Western Regions Revolution, even if Li Zizhi doesn't come, won't others in the Tang Dynasty come to the Western Regions?"

Ascetic shook his head and said: "This reason is not sufficient, compared to going to Shengjing, I want to know more, what is the ultimate goal of what you have done so many things!"

The middle-aged man stretched out a finger and pointed to the dome of the small dilapidated house and said, "Soaring!"

Asceticism can no longer say half a word!

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The morning in Shengjing City is peaceful and peaceful.

I don't know whose rooster hissed hard, waking up the surrounding households.

Naturally, the children were annoyed by the screams, and even discussed stealing the family's big rooster and stewing it in soup.

And this is naturally just a thought, the family that raised the big rooster lived a poor life, and the children would not kill the big rooster even if they were not sensible.

It's just that when they rubbed their eyes in a daze and walked out of their small courtyard to wash their faces, they felt that there seemed to be something changed in Shengjing City.

Seeing the changes in Shengjing City in the courtyard, it is naturally because there is a very high thing in Shengjing City.

In the past, the only thing in Shengjing City was the Babel Tower of Futu Temple, and people had long been accustomed to its storage, but now when I look at it, there is a stone tablet standing next to the Babel Tower that towers into the clouds.

Rub your eyes, rub them again, rub them wildly, you can rub them no matter what. The stele has not disappeared in people's eyes, which means that this stele really exists!

The elder brother watched his mother-in-law put the stele next to the Tower of Babel, and then took the stele and suddenly seemed to have broken free from some shackles and towered into the clouds.

So this morning, he was not surprised by the stone tablet in Shengjing City, but came to the Futu Temple with the bean flowers of Lotus Lane.

The monks in the temple were obviously the most surprised by the appearance of the stele, and they were also the closest to the stele.

It's just that they can clearly see the huge talismans on the stone tablet, but as long as they are gods, they will feel that these words are blurry and they can't see them clearly.

Monk Wuliang naturally also issued some orders, so that the monks in the Futu Temple, who lived a poor life all the year round, did not gather to watch.

The elder brother who came to the outside of the Futu Temple in the early morning saw the crowd of onlookers gathered outside the Futu Temple. But he ignored it, didn't explain, and went straight into the Futu Temple and came to the bottom of the Tower of Babel.

The mother-in-law was sitting in the square under the Tower of Babel, her head tilted, half of her cheeks exposed.

Compared to Lingyin County, the mother-in-law is obviously a little older, and some wrinkles appear on her face, but for people of her age, this kind of wrinkles are not surprising.

The elder brother did not step forward to say hello. Instead, he moved a small table and two wooden stools in front of his mother-in-law, and finally put the bean curd in a wooden bowl, and gently pushed one of the bowls in front of his mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law picked up the wooden spoon and tasted the bean curd. Nodding in satisfaction, it seemed that the taste was to her taste.

The senior brother changed his old nagging, silently ate the bean curd to the bottom, and then patted his stomach with satisfaction.

The mother-in-law was the first to ask, "When will Li Zizhi come back?"

Senior Brother shook his head and said, "The letter has been sent. Presumably, the teacher knows that you have come to Shengjing, and he will definitely rush back as much as possible. ”

"Does the royal family know I'm coming?"

The senior brother looked at the stone tablet towering into the clouds with a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid the whole world knows about it." ”

The mother-in-law scratched her head and nodded again. Then he stirred the bean curd with a wooden spoon, took two sips, and said: "In the early morning of Shengjing, the Yizhou border pass is the time before dawn." ”

The senior brother didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "The teacher may be fighting." ”

The mother-in-law buried her head in sweeping the bean flower into her belly, and said again: "Your junior brother?"

The senior brother still didn't hide it: "I went to the temple with the general before, and the general and they were making a detour to Nanzhou to rush back to Shengjing, and the senior brother didn't know where he went." ”

The mother-in-law seemed to know a little about the situation in the world, and said softly: "Are you afraid that Shao Donghua will intercept and kill in Yizhou?"

The senior brother shook his head and said, "No, the general is going to take back the Shao Donghua Sheng Tang border army." ”

The mother-in-law praised: "Good spirit. ”

The senior brother said softly: "You are also so courageous. ”

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard footsteps, and the mother-in-law did not look back, and the senior brother saw a group of people coming in the green shade in the distance.

The elder brother immediately stood up.

Among the group, Wen Qinglan and Shi Niang Hanshuang'er were at the forefront, Li Yuemei followed closely behind Hanshuang'er, and Tang Miaomiao pushed Tang Qinian, who was in a wheelchair.

The group came behind her mother-in-law, and Wen Qinglan, who was dressed in civilian clothes, knelt down without hesitation, and the frightened senior brother hurriedly wanted to help, but when he saw the teacher's eyes, he immediately didn't know what to do.

The mother-in-law turned around, and saw that Tang Qinian in the wheelchair wanted to struggle to get up, Wen Qinglan almost put her face to the ground and wanted to speak, so the mother-in-law preemptively said: "There is no need to be like this, Tang Yinlong can be regarded as an infatuated person, and you have not disappointed him, I value the word 'love' very much." ”

Without waiting for everyone to react, the mother-in-law waved her hand gently, Tang Miaomiao and Li Yuemei immediately found that the air above the wheelchair was blurred, and they didn't know what happened to Tang Qinian.

From time to time, this spatial distortion disappeared, revealing Tang Qinian, who was covered in blood.

Before everyone could exclaim, Tang Qinian stood up, his eyes full of disbelief......!