The thick winter clouds over Chang 'an City blocked the sun behind it. However, a sun suddenly appeared in the streets outside the General's Mansion in the Southern City. The blazing light burst into the eyes of the Great Divine Priest of Light and instantly illuminated the dark world. The withered leaves, mottled walls, broken stone lions, and old steps were all covered with a layer of dazzling halo. It completely lost its original appearance and became incomparably holy.
Dozens of elite crossbowmen, known for their perseverance, threw away the crossbows in their hands and covered their eyes. They screamed and fell to the ground. The flying crossbow arrows screamed even more miserably. They had already lost their direction in the blazing light. Faintly, the quivering crossbow tails could be seen everywhere on the trees and walls.
The black-armored soldiers of the Tang Empire gathered on the street were in chaos. The well-trained warhorses seemed to have sensed the supreme power contained in the blazing white curtain of light in the alley. They neighed and bent their front hooves respectfully, kneeling on the ground in fear. God knows how many cavalrymen were knocked off their feet.
The South School of Haotian Taoism Array Tactical Masters hiding in the distant market place were even paler. Several people's clothes were covered with blood. They did not suffer from any backfire of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. But because of the great confusion and fear in their sense of perception, the spiritual impact directly hurt their internal organs. The exquisite Encircling Array Tactical Array inherited from the West-Hill Divine Palace could not locate the target.
They cultivated Haotian Taoism and poured the power of light into the Encircling Array Tactical Array Tactical Master. But the Great Divine Priest of Light was full of light from his body to his heart, without any impurities. It was impossible to lock a pool of clear water with crystal clear lake water!
Further away on the Vermilion Bird Avenue, a breeze blew out of nowhere. The gravel on the Vermilion Bird engraved deeply in the stone slabs was blown everywhere by the wind. Tourists from various counties of the empire were blinded by the wind and blown by the gravel. They subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid it or rubbed their eyes with their hands.
Even if they did not lower their heads or cover their eyes, they probably could not see that a very clear and faint shadow of the Vermilion Bird, almost invisible to the naked eye, rose from the stone carvings on the ground. It flapped its wings and rolled up the fallen leaves and gravel. In an instant, it flew around Chang 'an at an unimaginably terrifying speed.
Unfortunately, the Vermilion Bird did not find any enemies in Chang 'an. An angry roar came from the Highest Winter Cloud.
Li Qingshan stood at the front of the alleyway outside the general's estate silently. As he listened to the indignant cry from the cloud, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the empty alleyway. His expression became even more stern.
The Azure Dragon that was wandering in the alley let out a low, unwilling roar. It slowly withdrew its aura and returned to its scabbard.
The Vermilion Bird failed to find any trace of that person, nor did all the spies scattered in Chang 'an. The countless backup plans that the Tang Empire had set up were forced to an abrupt halt.
The thick winter clouds above Chang 'an suddenly dispersed, revealing the long-awaited sun. The warm sunlight gently sprinkled down and shone on the thousands of mansions in the human world. It was everywhere.
That person did not make a move, nor did he reveal the slightest hostility or battle intent. He only emitted his Light Will, and like the rays of the sun, it quietly faded away, leaving no trace.
There is light everywhere in the world. How can you find light?
Li Qingshan looked up at the light leaking through the winter clouds and murmured, "Above the God's throne, under the sky …"
"Senior Brother, I finally understand what you mean by that."
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In the small courtyard behind the House of Red Sleeves.
Master Yan Se stared at the swaying candlestick on the table. His wrinkled eyes trembled slightly, as if he was thinking about a very important decision.
Dewdrop reclined in his arms. Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was full of confusion. However, she did not dare to ask when she saw the solemn expression of the old Taoist.
Why did he light the candlestick in the daytime? Could it be that … this Divine Talisman Master, whom no one in the empire dared to offend, actually had some strange interests after he refused to really drink water these days?
Looking at the candle tears gradually accumulating on the candlestick, Dewdrop's body was a little stiff. She thought that she had heard a lot of such interests, but she had never done it herself. She did not know whether the candle tears would hurt when falling on her body, or it was really interesting. She wanted to refuse, but she did not dare to say it out.
Suddenly, the candlestick on the table suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the room. Dewdrop was startled and almost fell down from Yan Se's legs.
Master Yan Se stared at the burning candlestick and narrowed his eyes for a long time. Then he rubbed Dewdrop's plump and tender buttocks lovingly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "In the future, I have something to do, so I probably will not come here often. If … there is something that your Miss Jian can't solve in the future, you can go to the South Gate to find my Junior Brother."
Now Dewdrop already knew the real identity of this old Taoist, and naturally knew that the Junior Brother he mentioned was Li Qingshan, the Nation Master of Tang. Suddenly hearing these words, she understood that she had found another extremely thick mountain in the future. She could not help but feel a little surprised, but then she felt infinite fear. She thought that why did these words sound a bit like that he was making arrangements for his death?
There was no true love on the pleasure ground, not to mention the age and status gap between Yan Se and Dewdrop was too big. However, somehow, when Dewdrop looked at the wretched face of the old Taoist, she actually saw some sadness and reluctance. She subconsciously reached out to grasp the collar of the old Taoist's Taoist robe, completely forgetting that she usually hated the oil stains and dirt on this Taoist robe.
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An old man wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket full of dirt, with his hands clasped behind his stooped body, walked slowly in the streets of the Eastern City. The cotton-padded jacket still gave off a very faint smell of hot and sour noodle slice soup.
As previously said in the conversation with Li Qingshan outside the General's Mansion, as long as the Headmaster of Academy was not in Chang 'an, he was the light, and the only thing he was afraid of was the big tactical array of Chang' an. However, he was not evil. He had a kind heart, and his Taoist Heart was pure and bright. Even if what he did was unpardonable in the eyes of the whole world, he still believed that he was the light. As long as the big tactical array of Chang 'an was not fully activated, how could the Vermilion Bird Divine Talisman which arose from the light find him?
However, people who had cultivated to this state, even if they could not understand the deepest law of the flow of the Qi of Heaven and Earth in the world, they had begun to have some kind of connection between man and nature, and could vaguely know what would appear in front of the river of time.
The old man felt that he would die in Chang 'an, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger. He seemed to have seen the messengers of the Underworld begin to dig a grave for him in Chang' an, but he did not know what would be written on the tombstone.
The end of life was not necessarily a sad thing. However, just like Yan Se had a nostalgia for the human world, he also had some regrets about it. Years ago, he had one foot over the threshold and saw the wonderful world over there, but was ruthlessly taken back by some existence. He was not reconciled to it, so he wanted to accept a successor before he left this world, and leave his mantle, so that his successor could clearly see the world in the future on his behalf.
It was difficult for a Divine Talisman Master to have a real successor, and it was also difficult for the Great Divine Priest of Light to have a real successor. Yan Se now had Ning Que, so he had no regrets, but he did not. He even thought that he would not have one until the end of his life, until he came to Chang 'an, came to Lin 47th Street and saw Sangsang.
The old man stood outside the threshold of the Old Brush Pen Shop, looking at the little handmaiden who was busy in the shop. He was full of admiration, joy and satisfaction, and even moved to tears. He felt that although he had repeatedly disobeyed the will of Haotian in this life, at least in the last stage of his life, Haotian still mercifully gave him the most precious gift.
There was no one in the world more suitable to be the successor of the Great Divine Priest of Light than this little girl, because there could not be a second person in this world who was cleaner than her, without a trace of impurity.
The old man crossed the threshold and walked into the Old Brush Pen Shop. He bowed to the busy little girl and said, "Hello."
Sangsang turned around, put the big rag in her hand on the table, and answered, "Hello."
These days, she had long noticed that this pitiful and lonely old man often appeared in the alley. Third Master Qi's subordinates had even asked her if she wanted to drive this old man away. However, she thought that he was just an ordinary strange old man, so she rejected the suggestion. She was even too lazy to pay more attention to him.
The old man asked, "Do you know the biggest difference between human beings and beasts?"
Sangsang did not think, directly shook her head and answered, "I don't know."
Then she grabbed the rag and was ready to continue wiping the table.
The old man sincerely said, "Can you try to think about it?"
Sangsang thought for a while this time and said, "Human beings are more beasts than beasts, so we are stronger than beasts, so we can eat beasts."
Hearing this answer, the old man was obviously not mentally prepared, and asked in surprise, "Why do you think so?"
Sangsang shook her head and said, "I said I don't know. This is what young master told me when I was young."
The old man sighed and said, "Your young master is also a wonderful person, either a great evil or a great good person."
Sangsang thought for a while and said, "Young master is young master."
She did not finish her words, and she did not have the habit of finishing her words. If the old man could understand, then so be it. If not, then it was none of her business. In fact, her meaning was very clear — a son was a son, a mother was a mother, a brother was a brother, a husband was a husband, and a young master was a young master. For her, Ning Que was a separate existence, different from the definition of evil, good, man, woman, rich, and poor.
After a moment of silence, the old man said, "In my opinion, the biggest difference between human beings and beasts is inheritance. Beasts do not hesitate to pass on their own life and death, but human beings want to pass on their spirit. The similarity is that this kind of inheritance contains a very strong desire, and they both want to leave a trace of themselves in the world for a longer time."
After a short pause, the old man looked at the little girl's slightly dark cheeks, and said solemnly, "If the inheritance represents the root of an aristocratic family or the orthodoxy, then this strong desire will even become some kind of heavy responsibility."
Finally, the old man concluded, "This is the so-called future."
Sangsang opened her bright willow-shaped eyes and looked at the strange old man in front of her. After thinking for a long time, she thought she understood, and asked seriously, "Do you want to find a wife and have children?"
She looked up and down at the old man, judging his age, and said, "If you are sure that you can still have children, there are Yan girls in the Eastern City Renyazi. The price is not expensive, and they are easy to give birth to."
The old man was in a trance and said, "I didn't mean that."
Sangsang was stunned for a while, and then she shook her head shyly and said, "I can't, I can't … give birth to children for others."
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(I am sure that this is the first time that I have fallen in love with the character I wrote, and it is only second to my love for my mother and my leader. I wish my leader a happy birthday. Besides, tomorrow is Saturday, and I have to rest. I am really lazy, cheap, and shameless.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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