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After leaving the white Divine Hall on the peak, Ye Hongyu walked down the mountain path. Clouds gathered around her skirt, and her mind became clear. When she arrived at the cliff plateau, she was as calm as still water.
Looking at the small stone houses deep in the cliff plateau, her eyes were as calm as water.
The next moment, her Taoist Heart became as hard as iron.
The cliff plateau and the small stone houses were very meaningful to her. They were not just mementos.
When she was at the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine, she forcefully lowered her state to escape from Lotus. Her Taoist Heart and cultivation were greatly damaged. When she returned to the Peach Mountain, many people thought that she would never be able to recover. She was despised, and the Hierarch even wanted her to marry Luo Kedi …
She locked herself in the small stone house and continued her cultivation in silence. She knew that she could overcome all the obstacles. Then she received a letter from the Sword Garret.
She became powerful again. She killed the previous Great Divine Priest of Judgment and became the youngest Great Divine Priest in the history of the West-Hill Divine Palace. She began to write her own legend.
After that day, Luo Kedi was no longer a problem. Even the Hierarch was no longer a problem. There was no problem in the human world that could baffle her.
Including what Ning Que said today and the question given by the Academy, it was still not a problem for her. She came to the stone house not to ask the person in the house to relieve her confusion and pain, but to receive the reward she deserved for answering the question.
She did not betray Haotian Taoism, nor did she attack the Hierarch. She did not lead the Divine Hall of Judgment to tear Haotian Taoism apart. She ignored Ning Que's invitation and did not take a step closer to the Academy. She still stayed on the Peach Mountain and put herself in danger.
Now, she was alone, and she was taking a strange risk.
She had the right to ask the person inside the stone house for anything she wanted.
Dusk fell on the Peach Mountain and dyed her Divine Robe of Judgment redder. It was as if it had been soaked in blood for thousands of years before it was put on again.
She stood quietly in front of the stone house and did not look inside. Because the person who should have been inside the house was sitting in a wheelchair at the edge of the cliff and watching the sunset.
"Although I don't know exactly what it is, I think it must be very important since Ning Que chose to put it at the end."
The old man in the wheelchair said calmly without turning back.
Ye Hongyu said, "It's important to me, but not to the human world. In other words, it's important to the past, but not to the present."
The Abbey Dean said, "After all, it is still important."
Ye Hongyu said, "But I don't want to hear it."
"Ning Que's attitude towards you is not proper enough."
The Abbey Dean smiled and said, "They sent two people to say seven sentences, and now they want you to risk your life for the Academy. This is too disrespectful. After all, the seven sentences are not the Seven Tomes of Arcane."
Ye Hongyu said, "Indeed, this is also the reason why I don't want to listen to him."
The Abbey Dean said, "It's also because you already knew the truth. That's why it's not shocking enough. That's why it's hard for you to break the defense in your heart and make a decisive move."
Ye Hongyu said, "Ning Que and Yu Lian still underestimated me. The Devil's Doctrine and the Academy might be able to predict everything in the world, but they can't predict what I'm thinking."
The Abbey Dean sat in the wheelchair and said with a smile, "I have said something similar before."
"I always knew it was Xiong Chumo."
Ye Hongyu said, "I didn't do anything after the Rite to Light, not because I wanted to see him struggling, but because I knew you wouldn't allow it."
The Abbey Dean said, "I'm the master of Haotian Taoism. I won't be biased."
Ye Hongyu said, "I still won't do anything. I can even never do anything."
The Abbey Dean looked at her gently and said, "Because of your faith? Because of your devotion to Haotian? "
Ye Hongyu said, "It has nothing to do with faith."
The Abbey Dean smiled and asked, "Then what is it?"
Ye Hongyu said, "I want to exchange Xiong Chumo's life for another."
The Abbey Dean laughed and shook his head, "First, you have to prove that you can take Xiong Chumo's life. Only then can you exchange it for another's."
Only what belonged to you could be exchanged for something else. Otherwise, it would be stealing or robbing.
Xiong Chumo was the Hierarch of the Divine Hall. He had reached the Five States long ago and suppressed all evils with the Divine Light of Tianqi. Other than the Eldest Brother and Yu Lian, who could say that they could win?
No matter how talented Ye Hongyu was, she was still too young. Even if she had reached the peak of Knowing Destiny State, how could she take Xiong Chumo's life?
"Then, I will exchange my life for his."
She said, "No matter how shameless Ning Que is in this, I am still grateful to him and the Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation."
"Why?"
"Because the Academy has proven my importance to the Divine Hall. They have tried their best to get my help. Haotian Taoism should also pay a high price to persuade me not to leave."
The Abbey Dean smiled and did not say anything.
The Hierarch's life was indeed not in Ye Hongyu's hands. But she was the Great Divine Priest of Judgment and had countless loyal subordinates. If she betrayed Haotian Taoism, it would be a heavy blow to the Divine Halls of West-Hill when the Divine Hall of Light was deserted and the Divine Hall of Revelation was without a leader.
The Academy had done everything they could for this. Yu Lian had been waiting in silence for years, hoping to see this scene. But she did not let it happen.
The Abbey Dean looked at the red clouds in the sky and said slowly, "He is my most outstanding disciple."
Ye Hongyu said, "When he was young, people in the Abbey all thought that he was not as good as Chen Pipi."
The Abbey Dean shook his head and said, "Not to mention others, even I used to think so. But he proved that I was wrong. Everyone was wrong."
Ye Hongyu said, "So you think I am not qualified to exchange for his life?"
"The doctrine of the New Stream seems to be no different from that of Haotian. But in fact, it is to take back the power from Haotian Taoism to the believers, and to take back the glory from the Divine Kingdom of Haotian to the secular world. The Devil's Doctrine only affects the cultivation world, but the New Stream affects the entire human world. He has gone further than the Divine Priest of Light a thousand years ago. "
The Abbey Dean said calmly, "In this sense, he is the biggest traitor of Taoism. He is the real gravedigger. Every time I think about this, even I, as his teacher, can't help but be moved. I even feel proud of him. Such a person can't be easily exchanged."
Ye Hongyu looked at the sunset. It was the east, and there was the sea. The Kingdom of Song was by the sea.
"You still insist on killing him?"
"Ning Que asked me to think about the future of Haotian Taoism. But he did not know that I have been thinking about it. The doctrine of the New Stream has been established. It will spread far and wide, and there will be many believers. Killing him will not change the situation. Why should I kill him? Why should I kill him and then force you to leave? "
The Abbey Dean turned around and said to her with a smile.
Ye Hongyu did not know what Ning Que had said to the Abbey Dean.
"As I said before, you did not leave because of your faith."
He looked at Ye Hongyu and said lovingly, "That faith is not about Haotian, but about Ye Su. Even though he is a wastrel like me, he is much more important to you than Haotian. As long as he has a chance to live, you will not take the risk."
"I said that Ning Que could not see himself clearly, so what he said to me was in vain. Obviously, he did not see you clearly, so what he said to you was also in vain."
Ye Hongyu did not say anything. She admitted that this old man, who was not her teacher but was better than her teacher, had accurately grasped her mentality.
Her brother's life was like a pool full of thunder and lightning. In it was his sword that once dazzled the Continent. She could not move forward. As long as he could live, she could forget all the humiliations and things she wanted to forget. She could face them calmly.
If the Academy could not guarantee his life, then it would be meaningless to do anything else.
Moreover, she knew clearly that Ning Que was a selfish, cold-blooded and shameless person. He had proved it before, and today, he would prove it again.
The dusk faded, and the snow clouds drifted away. The sky was full of stars, and among the stars, a bright moon shone on the human world, including the plateau of Peach Mountain.
The Abbey Dean looked up at the bright moon and kept silent for a long time. Then he said something. His voice was as light as the moonlight on his body. It was as clear as water, without any emotion.
"I will give you Xiong Chumo's life."
Ye Hongyu bowed to the Abbey Dean. After getting the promise she wanted, she left the plateau.
Although the Abbey Dean did not promise anything except Xiong Chumo's death, she knew that her brother's life was saved. Long Qing and the Drunkard who went to the Song Kingdom would not do anything. Because the Abbey Dean had made it clear that killing Ye Su now would not do any good for Taoism.
The question was, did the Academy not realize this? Was what Ning Que had done in vain and would only be described as a joke in the history books?
The Abbey Dean waved his hand in the cold night wind, as if he was trying to catch some moonlight.
"What is the thing between the Hierarch and the Great Divine Priest of Judgment?" asked the middle-aged priest.
The Abbey Dean shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I don't need to know."
The middle-aged priest was a bit worried and said, "The Academy is so concerned about this matter …
The Abbey Dean said calmly, "The Academy has always claimed that they only do meaningful things and do not care about the meaning. But in fact … they never do meaningless things. What they said to me and what they said to Ye Hongyu were all part of a scheme."
"Ning Que knew how destructive the New Stream was to Taoism and used it to convince me. I have to admit that he was right, even though he did not see everything."
"If he could convince me, Taoism would lose, or end. If he couldn't, Ye Su would die, and Ye Hongyu would betray Taoism. Taoism would also lose."
The middle-aged priest seemed to have realized something. He looked at the back of the Abbey Dean and praised from the bottom of his heart, "If he did nothing, the Academy would not be able to do anything."
It seemed to be the Abbey Dean's response. It was a perfect response to the changes by remaining unchanged. However, the Abbey Dean shook his head and looked at the bright moon again. He did not say anything.
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Ye Hongyu walked into the Divine Hall of Judgment and stood under the black stone pillar. She looked at the snow-covered mountains with her hands behind her back and kept silent for a long time. Her eyebrows were gradually covered by a layer of frost in the night wind.
No one knew what she was thinking about. Her loyal subordinates and the girls who served her stayed in the side hall with complicated expressions. They did not dare to disturb her.
The moon moved and the stars did not move. The night grew darker and darker.
She looked at the direction of the Kingdom of Song. She seemed to be able to see the killing, the burning Holy Fire, and the people biting each other like beasts for their faith.
There was no expression on her beautiful face, as if it was carved out of ice.
At this moment, light footsteps were heard in the quiet Divine Hall of Judgment.
Logically speaking, even the slightest footstep would have alerted the Black Deacons in the side hall. However, what was strange was that this person walked all the way behind her and did not encounter any obstruction.
Maybe it was because even the most ruthless black deacons did not dare to stop him, or maybe even the powerhouses of the Judicial Department could not hear his footsteps.
It was a wretched looking, short old Taoist with limbs as thin as withered branches.
Xiong Chumo, the Hierarch of the Divine Halls of West-Hill, came behind her silently in the deep night.
Ye Hongyu looked at the direction of the Kingdom of Song. She saw the snowy clouds glowing in the night sky, as if she could see the terrible storm brewing on the sea.
Her face was slightly pale. She squinted her eyes, which turned into a thin line and a sword.
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