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Ye Tong raised his head and said with an indifferent expression: "The anger of the ruling should be turned into the divine fire of the sky, but the anger of the divine seat can only be turned into laughter now, which is really ridiculous." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

There was a soft sound behind the curtain, because as Ye Tong raised his head, the Grand Priest of the Ruling had discovered something very unexpected and interesting, so he decided to let her live.

"I didn't expect you to not only recover the realm, but even successfully break through the realm, it was indeed beyond my expectations, you know the rules of the ruling god army very well, then come back and be the seat again." ”

Ruling that the Divine Army punishes the world on behalf of the heavens, pursues unusually realistic and cold rules, the strong represent everything, the weak deserve to be bullied, whether it is power or rank, it is only related to whether the strength is strong or not, if you are no longer strong, then you are no longer qualified to have a position of power, and you should not even live again, if you become strong again, then you can regain a position of power.

Ye Tong forcibly fell out of trouble in the wasteland, her strength was seriously damaged, and there was no longer any hope of recovery, so she saw the coldness and endured a lot of humiliation, and now that she has recovered and even has more powerful strength, then she has the qualifications to no longer be humiliated, but those things in the past, could it be erased by the sentence of the Grand Priest like this, as if it had never happened?

For people outside the Ruling Divine Army, this is an unimaginable thing, but for the people of the Ruling Divine Army, this is a very natural thing, those priests in red robes, listening to the edict of the Ruling Divine Throne, quickly stopped scolding Ye Tong and calmly retreated to the side.

In the eyes of these priests who adjudicated the Divine Army, what Ye Tong asked for was just this sentence from the Divine Throne.

The Great Priest of the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army is known as the heavens, above the Divine Throne, and his status is extremely respected, even if he is in charge of the Sect, he can't ask at will, how can he apologize to mortals? The Grand Priest of the Ruling Decree agrees that Ye Tong will return to the Divine Army and let her continue to serve as the Grand Priest of the Adjudication Division, which is already tolerant enough.

Adjudating the Divine Army has never been a place of tolerance.

Ye Tong is also not a tolerant person.

At this moment when her beautiful face showed a smile, many pictures appeared in front of Ye Tong's eyes.

On Yanming Lake in the wind and snow, Xu Chen unbelievably drew out the Pu knife under the powerful iron spear, but with the knife as a sword, it was natural that it stabbed into Ximenwang's abdomen unstoppably.

In the stone house of the Western Jin Dynasty, under the dim light, she tore open the envelope and took out the stationery, and the clumsy sword on the paper turned into a turbid river.

In the mountain of bones, the Lotus Divine Seat, who was as thin as a ghost, clutched his shoulders tightly, lowered his head calmly and compassionately, and tore a piece of flesh from his shoulder.

At the bottom of the holy lake, countless angular stones blocked the way, and she lowered her body to wipe off the bruises on a stone, and saw the two sword marks left by Mr. Dushan Zongke.

Countless images flashed quickly in front of Ye Tong's eyes.

The two sword marks finally converged into one, falling on the yellow paper, on the snow lake, in her eyes, in her heart, and into the scabbard at her waist.

Ye Tong drew his sword out of the sheath.

It's this sword.

Then she stabbed her sword at the bead curtain.

Stab at the Grand Priest of the Judge.

............ The black ruling divine army, shrouded in the clear light of late spring, was particularly solemn, and at this moment, countless dust rolled out of the hall and ran down the stone steps towards the cliff.

In the white divine army at the top, a thunderbolt sounded, as if the gods were also shocked and puzzled.

In the other Divine Army, the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle sighed softly.

In the Judgment Divine Army, the red-robed priests fell to the ground one after another.

The beaded curtain was shattered.

Ye Tong stood behind the bead curtain, in front of the divine seat.

Her right hand, holding the sword, trembled slightly, and her pale face looked extremely indifferent.

She pulled her sword out of the archpriest's chest.

Countless blood splattered out from the terrifying wound in the chest of the Grand Priest of the Judgment, instantly soaking through the blood-colored divine robe, staining the cyan Dao robe on Ye Tong's body red.

The Grand Priest frowned tightly, looked at the sword wound on his chest, and said, "It doesn't make sense. ”

Ye Tong looked at him and said, "You said that this is a rule given to us by God, so as long as I have the ability to kill you, I will dare to kill you." ”

The High Priest of the Judgment raised his hand in pain and rage, and died.

Ye Tong pulled him off the throne and sat down on his own.

Before ascending the throne, she had to step on the corpse of the High Priest of the Judgment.

From now on, she is the Grand Priest of the Judges.

The Moyu Divine Throne was very large, like a sea of blood.

The cyan Dao robe on her body was dyed red, and sitting on the throne of the god was like a very inconspicuous drop of blood in this sea of blood, but it was the richest and most ruthless drop.

(To be continued)

Chapter 2: The Story of Spring (Part II)

Taiqingguan seemed more and more silent under the starlight, as if no one had visited it for countless years, and the golden thatch hung down on the eaves, as if the starlight had become substance. Prince Chen Lujie sat at the desk by the window, reading the scroll in front of him, completely ignoring the unearthly ethereal beauty around the Taoist temple, and there was only a desire for new knowledge in his eyes, looking so calm and focused, just like the quiet lake in front of the window.

On that day, he opened the scroll of the book of heaven and saw the names of the three people, the Taoist idiot and Xu Chen, and he could not suppress the feelings of jealousy, hatred and resentment, because he was originally the god of the Western Jin Dynasty, and he should at least stand at the same height as these three people, but on the wasteland snow cliff, all the good things were destroyed by Xu Chen's arrow, although he had a great opportunity to re-embark on the path of cultivation on the shore of the South China Sea, but everything was equal to starting again, and now he had just entered the cave Xuan realm, and it seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the front.

However, it didn't take long for him to turn all the negative emotions in his heart into nothingness, because he was now in the Taiqing Meditation, and as long as he had the corresponding ability, he could read all the heavenly books. This is an unimaginable chance, this is the highest level of the world's story, and negative emotions such as resentment and hatred are low-level things that only ordinary mortals are immersed in pain and pain, and they cannot be matched.

This does not mean that Chen Lujie no longer has hatred for Xu Chen, and he is no longer jealous of Ye Tong and Mo Shanshan, but he understands that all the feelings of hatred and pain are very boring processes, and more importantly, the results. As long as he can become strong again, or even become stronger, just like the news from the Western Jin Divine Army a few days ago, he can also regain everything he lost like Ye Tong, and even gain more.

At this time, Chen Lujie was reading this book of heaven.

The reason why this book of heaven is called the sand scroll is because there are countless cultivation methods recorded in the book, some of which are subtle and indescribable, including the method of entering the mountain and field sects, the divine meaning of the heavenly sect, the Huayan laws of the Buddhist sect, and even the most mysterious evil exercises of the demon sect.

This book of heaven records almost all the cultivation methods in the world, whether it is in terms of the number of Haohan's collection or the quality of the cultivation exercises, only the Houshan of the Dushan Sect can compete with it, and as for the Qinghe Junzang, which is famous in the world, it is not qualified to compare with these two at all.

The starlight falls on the pages of the book, shining clearly on the human figures painted in thick ink, with countless lines, flowing back and forth between the human figures, and under the writing, there are dense records of the practice essentials and precautions of the exercises, this strange practice is called Gray Eye.

Gray Eyes is not a Dao Gate Exercise, nor is it a Demon Sect Exercise, but many years ago, after killing a certain elder of the Demon Sect who practiced the art of soul generation, a certain great power of Taiqingguan thought about the danger in the battle, and after three nights of contemplation, he used the supreme Dao method of knowledge and wisdom to transform the soul generation technique.

The foundation of this exercise is the art of surrogate souls, and in essence, it is still to seize the mental consciousness of other practitioners and strengthen themselves, but after the transformation of the Dao method, there is no longer a need to devour flesh and blood, and directly seize the consciousness, which does not seem to be as bloody as before, it seems to be much more peaceful, but in fact it is as evil and cruel as before.

If he was still the proud and clean prince Chen Lujie before, then he would definitely not practice such evil exercises, even if he would be tempted by powerful forces, but now he has experienced so many things, he was extremely dirty, he was extremely weak, and he has done a lot of ugly and evil things, he is no longer the prince Chen Lujie of the past, so he did not hesitate to start practicing.

The stars are like water, the courtyard of the Taoist temple is cool, and the grass house is relatively dark, Chen Lujie looked at the sand scroll of the heavenly book, and his consciousness slowly moved with this exercise, and his face became more and more pale.

A few days ago in the South China Sea, a small boat rose and fell in the waves, the sun on the sea was extremely blazing, the fish had already dived into the deep sea, and the seagulls naturally disappeared without a trace. Chen Lujie knelt behind the Taoist in Tsing Yi, exposed to the scorching sun, but his face did not become dark, but extremely pale.

This is the depths of the South China Sea, how many miles away from the land, the coastline has long been out of sight, Tsing Yi Taoist standing at the head of the boat, watching the waves roll, but as if watching the ebb and flow of the coast.

"Attachment is an obstacle, even attachment to light and darkness. ”

The hot wooden board made Chen Lujie feel as if his knees were about to be scorched, but he didn't dare to make any moves, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "The disciple once tried to stop clinging and march towards the dark night in the north on the wasteland, but even then, he still didn't see the light in the night. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi took his hand behind, stood at the head of the boat and looked at the sea and said: "What do you want to find, so you made a choice, and making a choice itself is a kind of attachment." ”

Chen Lujie asked, "Then how can I not be attached?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "Buddhism pays attention to meditation, the pursuit is silence, non-attachment is not moving, if you move your thoughts, a thought is light, a thought is darkness, how should you choose? So you don't need to choose, you just need to listen to the choice of heaven." ”

Chen Lujie said: "But ...... The disciple is not a Heavenly Oracle Divine Seat, and he can't perceive the Heavenly Decree, how can he know what is the Heavenly Choice, and how can he know that he has not made a mistake in judgment?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "Whatever you think of, it is." ”

Chen Lujie was so confused that he said, "Isn't that what you want from your heart?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly laughed and said indifferently: "Everything in the world is destined by heaven, and the operation of all things is in the control of heaven, including the human heart. ”

Hearing these words, Chen Lujie felt as if the wind and snow on the wasteland were sprinkled on his head, and he suddenly washed away the fierceness of the scorching sun, became extremely refreshing, and instantly understood many things.

He bowed forward, pressed his forehead against the hot deck, his slightly trembling voice was full of desire and courage, and said loudly, "The disciple wants to become strong. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "The day before yesterday, I threw you into the fire spring, and with the endless warmth and compassion given by God, I rebuilt the snow mountain qi sea in your body, and now you can practice, if you want to become strong as soon as possible, then after you land on the shore, you will go to the Western Jin Dynasty to enter the broken temple." ”

Chen Lujie now knows the incomparably noble identity of the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and he can naturally think that the broken view he is talking about is the legendary Taiqingguan, and he can't help but be ecstatic and kowtow again and again.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "There are still six heavenly books in the view, when you read through these six heavenly books, then you may be considered powerful, but reading books is a very painful thing after all...... Back then, Ye Tianming needed to stab himself with a sword to take his eyes off the page, and with your mind, you couldn't resist the temptation of the Book of Heaven, and then the Dao heart was broken and resurrected, and the pain was indescribable. ”

Chen Lujie said with a resolute expression: "The disciple is not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of hardship. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said again: "There are thousands of disciples of the Daomen, and there are very few people who can have the opportunity to enter the Taiqing Temple, you are not the great priest of the Divine Army, and you are not the previous generation of disciples who have made great contributions to the Daomen, so you can only do a miscellaneous work in the Guan, will you dislike this kind of identity?"

If you let the cultivators in the world know that they have the opportunity to enter the Taiqing Temple and read the seven books for a day, don't say that they are doing miscellaneous labor, even if they go to dig dung every day, they will be willing, and even the dung tank will feel fragrant.

Chen Lujie naturally had the same thoughts, and said without hesitation: "The disciple is willing to do anything for the Daomen. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "I can feel your mind at this time, but there are some old people who are very short-tempered in the view, even I don't want to pay attention to them, don't be afraid when you arrive." ”

Chen Lujie was speechless in surprise, thinking to himself what kind of person the Taiqing Guan Master was, could it be that in the world, besides the Xuanwei of the Mountain Sect, there were other people in the world who could make him feel troubled?

It is too clear in the night, and occasionally a few insects will sound.

Chen Lujie's face became more and more pale, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept rolling down his forehead, his eyes became more and more radiant, and he looked extremely weak, you can imagine what kind of pain he is suffering now.

Every time he opened the sand scroll, he would endure endless pain, and tonight when he began to practice Gray Eye, the pain became even more terrifying, and on the seemingly ordinary pages, it seemed that countless invisible swords had been born, constantly piercing his Dao heart, trying to stab his Dao heart into a honeycomb.

When he finished reading the last word of the Gray Eye Exercise, his Dao heart was also shattered into countless pieces, and the fear and pain like a thousand cuts directly made him faint.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Lujie woke up, during which the morning light had already appeared outside the window, he looked at himself in horror, and found that there were no wounds on his body, and his Dao heart was still as stable as yesterday, as if the ten million invisible sword intents that appeared in the Heavenly Book last night were all fake.

He walked out of the grass hut in a bit of a daze, washed his face by the lake, became a little sober, went to his house to wash briefly, began to fetch water to cook on the fire, and after serving the three uncles who served the book of heaven finished breakfast, he carried two loads of water and a few boxes of things to the back of the view.

This spring, Chen Lujie sprinkled and swept the courtyard day after day in Zhishou, cooking and working, wiping the table and grinding ink, doing all the chores, only in the middle of the night, he had the opportunity to read and practice, and the days were very hard, but his mood was very peaceful, without a trace of complaints, just silently, and then strive for all the time to be able to read.

Interestingly, his biggest enemy in the world, Xu Chen, has basically lived such a hard and fulfilling life in the past ten years, especially after entering the Dushan Sect, I don't know if this is in response to the words of the little uncle of the Dushan Sect, if fate wants to choose whom, then there will be a lot of things to do.

Chen Lujie carried a flat shoulder and a bag on his back, walked out of the Taoist temple and came to a mountain cliff.

In these days of Taiqingguan, he has no complaints, even if it is unbearable pain, he is willing to eat, but looking at this cliff, his eyes are full of fear and want to escape.

Under this mountain cliff is a dense green forest, the cliff wall is crawling with green vines about the thickness of a finger, in the gap of the green vines, you can faintly see that the cliff itself is gray and yellow, and you can also see that there are many holes on the cliff wall, the cave is deep and does not know how deep, revealing a mysterious taste.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Chen Lujie looks like a tiny ant, and if someone looks down on the earth from a very high sky, they will probably think that this cliff is nothing more than an inconspicuous mound, an anthill covered with moss.

The forest under the cliff was lush with branches and leaves, blocking the sun, which was particularly quiet and even a little terrifying, but fortunately, it didn't take long for Chen Lujie to walk out of the woods.

He moved the shoulder to avoid crushing the wound from the previous days. Looking at the cyan cliff in front of him, looking at the green vines covering the entire rock wall, he took a deep breath to dispel the fear in his heart, and then lowered his head and walked up the narrow and steep mountain path.

The cliff is very steep, and it is very difficult to climb with such a heavy object, and when Chen Lujie walked to a cave, he already felt that his back was about to break. Fortunately, there was a small stone flat about three or four steps square at the entrance of the cave to settle down, he put down the bucket a little awkwardly, remembering that there was a living spring in the cave, so he did not take water, took out a box from his bag, pulled open those dense green vines with his hands, and walked into the cave.

The cave is very low, ordinary people can't stand up straight when they walk in the cave, Chen Lujie leaned forward in silence, looking like a real servant. However, although the cave is low and covered by green vines, it is not dark at all, but bright as day.

Because the walls of the cave are inlaid with a clear and shining night pearl every few steps, these night pearls are round and flawless, crystal dazzling, as big as chicken eggs, if placed in the world, it must be the rarest and most precious treasure, but after the Taiqing view, there are countless caves in this green mountain, and there are countless such precious night pearls in this cave, and the builders actually use these treasures as lamps and candles.

Chen Lujie had been to this cave before, so he could still stay calm, you must know that the first time he entered this cave, the picture in front of him was completely speechless, you know, even if he lived in the Yan Kingdom Chengjing Imperial Palace, like this quality of night pearls, at most he can only find a few.

The cave that seems to be simple and even miserable between the cliffs of the green mountains, there is a cave inside, the carved jade between the stone walls, the pastel flowers and birds, the gold brick paving, the silver belt binding wall, to go to the deepest cave hall, it is countless treasures and flowers, the old calligraphy and painting, rich to the extreme, complicated to the extreme, and even has already surpassed the limit of the enjoyment of the emperors in the world and the imagination of human beings, but no one dares to evaluate it as vulgar.

Because apart from the Heavenly Dao Gate, which rules the entire world and has endless wealth and resources, there is no force that can do such a vulgar thing in the deep mountains and old forests that no one knows.

There is a very large soft couch in the cave hall, the couch is covered with dozens of snowfield giant wolf furs, like a real snowfield, in the middle of the silver-white fur sea, there is an old man with a withered face, the wrinkles on his face are extremely deep, and the Taoist clothes on his body are extremely old, and it seems that he has not changed for many years.

The Snow Giant Wolf is very powerful, and it is extremely difficult to hunt one, and there are so many snow wolf furs here, I really don't know what kind of strong man this old Taoist was back then.

Chen Lujie walked to the couch, knelt down and presented the box with both hands, not daring to look up at the old man at all, his demeanor was extremely respectful and humble, silently waiting for the other party's orders.

Drunk lying on the skin of a snow wolf, waking up to appreciate the most precious objects in the world, it is the enjoyment that countless people in the world dream of, but the old man's thin face, without the slightest expression, looks lifeless, and can even be said to look like a dried corpse, the only thing that can prove that he is still alive is his occasional slightly moving eyes, which are full of cruelty, as well as endless blood and madness.

Isolated from the world for decades, even a real palace will become the most gloomy prison cell, not to mention a cave, and the terror in the eyes of the old Taoist probably comes from this.

The reason why this old Taoist will sit in the cave for decades is naturally not imprisoned, there are not many people in this world who can imprison him, and Daomen will not treat such a former generation of great people like this, except for some very obscure reasons, the most important reason is that he is disabled and unable to walk, or even if he is disabled and can walk, he is unwilling to appear in the world as a disability.

Lao Dao's disability was very serious, he had no feet, no legs, and even no buttocks, as if there had ever been a sharpest sword that cut him off from his waist, so that he was now only half of his whole person left, "sitting" on the snow-white snow wolf fur, as if trapped in it.

Beheading is one of the most cruel death sentences in the world, since it is called a death sentence, then it is natural to be beheaded, you will lose many important organs, you will run out of blood in your body, and you will inevitably die of a miserable howl.

This old Taoist who was beheaded in half survived, and lived for many years.

Of course, he lived a miserable life, just survived.

When Chen Lujie entered this cave for the first time and saw this old Taoist who only had half of the way left, he was shocked to the extreme, and he couldn't understand how this person survived. Later, he learned that this old Taoist only drank the spring water in the cave for decades, did not eat any food, and completely abandoned the lower half of his body in this way, of course, the human body still produces some waste, and he secretly thought that this old Taoist must have used extremely terrifying cultivation to forcibly evaporate these waste products from the surface of the skin with body fluids.