The raging wind and snow gradually stopped. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without wind, snow can stick.

As a result, there are more and more names on the stone walls that are covered by snow.

There was a dead silence in the Heavenly Dao Courtyard.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhuang Zhilian finally walked out from behind hundreds of snowmen.

This was the first time that he really stood in front of the teachers and students after the National Religious cavalry surrounded the Heavenly Dao Academy.

Because the person who spoke was his most proud protégé - Daimyo Sekihaku.

And because many people have turned into snowmen, he has nowhere to hide.

He looked at Guan Bai with a cold look in his eyes.

"Why?"

"Because you're wrong. ”

"According to the news from the Tianshu Tomb, it should be the Holy Maiden who arranged for you to return to Kyoto. ”

"Your Majesty wrote me a letter in advance. ”

"You've been watching?"

"Yes, I need to confirm. ”

"Confirm that I'm wrong?"

Looking at his teacher, the emotions in Guan Bai's eyes were a little complicated: "Yes, because no one is qualified to use other people's lives to satisfy their own ideas." ”

Zhuang Zhihuan was silent for a long time and said, "It turns out ...... Just confirm. ”

Guan Bai's eyes became a lot calmer, and he said, "Because at the beginning, I didn't believe that you were such a person. ”

Zhuang Zhilian understood everything and said softly: "It seems that the Pope really values you, just to let you watch a scene, and he actually put on such a big formation. ”

Guan Bai said: "Your Majesty is merciful, and you don't want to see the Heavenly Dao Academy turn to ashes because of your ambitions, that's why you are so patient with me. ”

"Ambition ......"

Zhuang Zhilian looked into the distance in the wind and snow, not knowing whether it was Wenshui or his hometown, which he hadn't been back to for a long time, and repeated these two words.

Guan Bai wondered why he sighed.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuang Zhihuan retracted his gaze, looked at him and said: "Yes, I am ambitious, and it is very big, because I have the ability to match it, my realm is very high, my ability is very strong, and I am still very young, so why don't I pursue it?"

Guan Bai Zhengse said: "You taught me before, if the avenue can be taken directly, why bother to ask for it." ”

Zhuang Zhilian said indifferently: "Senior Brother Mao treats me very well, I also have a friendship with the Tang family, in the eyes of many people, I stand on the side of the Pope, and I can also get what I want, turn my ambitions into real wildfire, and burn beautifully." ”

Guan Bai said: "This is exactly what I don't understand. ”

Zhuang Zhilian said: "Have you forgotten how he died when he moulted?"

A few years ago, Chen Changsheng took Su Li to return south from the snowfield, and he would arrive in Kyoto after passing Xunyang City.

That night, under strong mental pressure, Zhuang Changyu chose to kill himself with a sword next to a well.

That courtyard is still in the remote place of the Heavenly Dao Courtyard, and the well is still there, but no one has entered it for many years.

Many people have forgotten what happened in Zhou Yuan back then, and they have forgotten that after Guan Bai, there was once a talented young man in the Heavenly Dao Academy.

Today's blizzard, the ground near the well was frozen out of several cracks, dilapidated, and could no longer be repaired.

Those memories also came out of the cold underground.

Zhuang Zhilian naturally will not forget this incident, and Guan Bai will not forget it either.

When the courts were performing martial arts that year, he challenged Chen Changsheng for this matter.

He was a little sad and said, "Can't you still forget this?"

Whether it is from Tang Thirty-six's side or from Dean Mao's side, Zhuang Zhilian should be someone Chen Changsheng trusts.

Which side did he choose, and that's why?

Zhuang Zhilian shook his head and said, "The moult died of his own weakness of heart, and it has nothing to do with the Pope. ”

Guan Bai didn't understand and said, "Then why is this happening?"

Zhuang Zhihuan looked at him and said indifferently: "I really don't hate the Pope, the question is, who will believe it?"

Guan Bai was silent.

Yes, even if His Majesty the Pope himself believes it, will the King of the Sea believe it? Will Si Yuan Daoist believe it? Will the Holy Maiden believe it?

"Since I can't go down this path, I can only choose another way to burn my ambitions. ”

Zhuang Zhilian's hand fell on his chest and said, "Otherwise, it will always be difficult to settle here." ”

Guan Bai persuaded: "But now that it's not possible, why not give up." ”

"Because you know me for what I am, and you want me to give up? Who do you think you are?

Zhuang Zhilian sneered slightly: "You are a student I taught, what qualifications do you have to judge my right and wrong, and what qualifications do you have to ask me to give up?"

Guan Bai was quiet for a while and said, "I am talking to you now as the archbishop of the Yinghua Palace. ”

Hearing this, there was an uproar in the Heavenly Dao Academy, and the teachers and students were extremely shocked.

The former Archbishop of the Yinghua Hall was Mao Qiuyu, the old dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

They originally thought that after Dean Mao Qiuyu entered the Divine Realm, Dean Zhuang Zhilian would undoubtedly become the Archbishop of the Yinghua Palace.

Unexpectedly, there was very accurate news from the palace, and the Pope didn't mean it at all.

The teachers and students of the Heavenly Dao Academy were very disappointed, and then angry, today's situation is largely related to this matter.

The real situation was beyond everyone's expectations.

The Archbishop of the Anglo-Chinese Hall was succeeded by Senior Brother Guan Bai?

Leaving the palace is not suppressing the Heavenly Dao Academy?

Don't...... Didn't Dean Mao be forced away by His Majesty the Pope?

So what's next?

Zhuang Zhihuan has been teaching and educating people in the Heavenly Dao Academy for many years, and his reputation is indeed very high.

But in the hearts of the young students, Senior Brother Guan Bai is their greatest pride and a true role model, whether it is in practice or virtue.

The snow stopped early, spring returned to the earth, and the snow was difficult to melt, and the students who had turned into snowmen slowly regained their mobility.

They didn't know what to do, but they found themselves unable to raise their weapons again.

......

......

A state cavalry in front of the Tianshu Mausoleum.

An Anglican cavalry is at the cardinal.

A group of Anglican cavalry is in the Heavenly Dao Academy.

The most powerful power of the palace is elsewhere.

The light snow that drifted from nowhere made the air in Taiping Road a little cold, just like the tense situation now.

Si Yuandaoren's left hand rested on his chest, slightly clasped together, as if he was playing with walnuts.

In his hands is actually the treasure of the state religion - the seal of heaven.

Toshi stood beside him, dragging back about half a step, bowing his head slightly, his hands in his sleeves, looking like a low-key shopkeeper.

No one knew that he was holding the Falling Star Stone in his left hand and an ordinary short knife in his right hand.

Again, no one knew whether the Falling Star Stone's divine power was more powerful, or the short knife was more terrifying.

Behind the two state religion giants were all people, looking at the black oppression.

There are occasionally a few dazzling flashes of bright red in the crowd of the black-pressed city, which is even more sinister.

Two hundred and seventeen bishops and deacons of the Gathering Star Realm.

Sixteen cardinals in a terrifying realm.

On Taiping Road.

surrounded the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The remaining ten royal mansions and Tianhai Mansion did not come from any sound, and there was a dead silence.

With such a large number of cultivators, not to mention the former Tianji Pavilion, it would be difficult for even the Great Zhou Imperial Court to make it up.

This is the power of the palace, which is hidden and not visible on weekdays, but when it appears, everything in heaven and earth must be quiet for a moment to show respect. (To be continued.) )