After Chen Bachi was carried back from outside the tent, no one dared to believe that he was the previous commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall with a solemn expression and the blessing of light. It seemed that whether it was the emperor or the saint, as long as they were stripped naked and had countless pieces of flesh torn off from their backs by the thorn cane, they could only be miserable criminals.
The Priest of the Revelation Department glanced at the badly mutilated body on the carpet. His expression did not change at all. He spoke calmly and sternly. The main meaning was, of course, to reiterate the teachings of the Divine Hall. He warned everyone that Haotian's fair eyes were always patrolling the world, and those who dared to violate it would be punished.
Ning Que did not listen to him carefully. It was not that he had any bad feelings for this bigwig of the Divine Hall, or that he wanted to express his strong contempt for hypocrisy. In his opinion, sometimes hypocrisy was also a virtue. The reason why he could not concentrate was that the man lying miserably on the carpet was staring at him.
Chen Bachi, who was bleeding like a river and his muscles were strands, raised his head with difficulty. He stared at Ning Que's eyes with his gray eyes without blinking. There was no emotion in his eyes, only indifference. However, it was this indifference that deeply showed his hatred for Ning Que at this time.
As the commander of the Divine Hall's Apologetics Divine Army and a powerhouse in the Seethrough realm, he had never been humiliated like this.
He knew that he was not qualified to hate the Academy, and it was even more impossible for him to take revenge on the other party. But at the same time, he believed that the two Priests in the Judicial Department, especially Prince Long Qing, would definitely stand up for him in the future. Therefore, even though he was already in a daze from the pain and his eyes were a little blurred, he still stared at Ning Que because he wanted to remember this face and this person clearly.
The matter of the Horse Gang on the meadow had been declared over with the severe punishment of the commander by the Divine Hall. Therefore, even if Chen Bachi stared at Ning Que, Ning Que could not do anything. Ning Que could not be like those gangsters in the West City of Chang 'an and beat someone up just because the other party stared at him.
However, Ning Que was not afraid of anything. He knew the hidden meaning in the indifferent eyes of the bloody man on the ground. So he slowly squatted down and stared back at him without hesitation. He said, "Commander, the way you stare at me makes me feel as if your eyes are piercing through me. It's a pity that you can't kill with just your gaze."
"You have to know that we were in the camp at that time, and we were the ones anxiously waiting for you on the meadow."
Suddenly, he remembered that Master Yan Se once described the real Grand Cultivators to him. For example, Second Brother only needed to glance at you and you would die. Then he thought that he had to rely on the waist token and the reputation of the Academy and the Headmaster of the Academy to bully others. He could only rely on his power but could not rise to power. He could not help but feel a little resentful.
No one could sense Ning Que's resentful mood at this time. On the contrary, many people in the tent were resentful because of his appearance. Especially when they saw the miserable situation of the commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall covered in blood and rotten flesh, Ning Que still lowered his body to continue to mock him. In the eyes of the disciples of various sects, he, a guy with fresh eyebrows and ordinary and amiable expression, was indescribably abominable. He was purely a scum who bullied others with his power.
Aunt Quni Madi could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She slammed the arm of the chair heavily and snapped, "Enough!"
Ning Que stood up and looked at Quni Madi. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Not enough."
There was a tense silence in the tent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the young man with cute dimples on his cheeks when he smiled. They wished they could take a pair of scissors and pierce through his dimples. They thought that the Divine Hall had punished their subordinates and they all remained silent. Wasn't that enough?
"When I walked into the tent, I stopped Hill Master from challenging you to a life-and-death fight. It was a little rash to interrupt. The reason why I did so was that I thought you were old and weak. If Hill Master made a mistake and hurt you, it would inevitably cause gossip. But I didn't think it was wrong for her to do so."
Ning Que looked at the cold expression on the old woman's wrinkled face and the anger and contempt in her eyes. He thought of the scenes he had seen after he came to the frontier fortress of the North of Yan Kingdom. He thought of the despicable and shameless old woman who bullied others, framed others, and used her power and prestige to force the girls of the Great River Kingdom into danger. He frowned and said,
"I just think we should ask first. When the grain team camp was besieged by the Horse Gang, the cavalryman of Divine Hall did not move. Aunt, you were also on the meadow at that time. Did you know that? If you knew, why didn't you do anything at that time? "
Without waiting for his voice to spread, he quickly continued to ask, "It was the Divine Hall who was punishing its subordinates. Aunt, you said enough … Can you also interfere in the affairs of the Divine Hall? If you can, why didn't you do anything on the meadow that day? "
Ning Que stared at Quni Madi's old and slightly muddy eyes. His tone was extremely serious. Of course, he was not joking. His puzzled expression seemed gentle and his words were neither fast nor slow, but his meaning was very tough.
Aunt Quni Madi trembled with anger. She did not expect that after Commander Chen Bachi had paid such a bloody price, this new disciple of the Academy's Back Mountain would completely disregard the seniority of the elders and even want to teach her a lesson!
The Priest of the Revelation Department frowned slightly. In his view, even if Ning Que was the core disciple of the Headmaster of Academy and might represent the attitude of the Academy's Back Mountain, the Divine Hall had already expressed its harmony with the humiliation and blood of a powerhouse. If Ning Que really wanted to spread the flames of war to Aunt Quni Madi, it was something that the Divine Hall would never allow.
The relationship between the Taoist power and the royal power of the Yuelun Kingdom, Aunt Quni Madi's seniority and status in the cultivation world, and the power of the Buddhism Sect behind her, meant that the Divine Hall had to protect her dignity.
Therefore, the Priest casually glanced in the direction of the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom.
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Both the Headmaster of Academy and the students of the Second floor of the Academy rarely walked around the world. But today, the cultivation sects in the world still held the Academy in great reverence. Because there were many legends that began to circulate a long time ago. These legends were passed down from generation to generation in sects of various countries and formed a certain way of thinking. In addition to the beauty of distance, it was easy to produce a sense of awe. The world had not seen the Headmaster of Academy or the Back Mountain for a long time, and it had become increasingly mysterious and profound.
Now they finally saw a disciple of the Second floor of the Academy. But it was not surprising. He could not summon the wind when he opened his mouth and could not summon the rain when he raised his hand. Instead, he was extremely proud and mean. The respect caused by the mysterious and profound naturally faded. Especially the Sword Masters of South Jin Kingdom. They had the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, who was recognized as the strongest in the world. They were extremely proud and knew that this person called Ning Que was the culprit who killed a Senior Brother last year. It was more appropriate to say that they hated him rather than respect.
Of course, the Revelation Department Priest's glance did not mean that the Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom would jump out and kill Ning Que. The Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom would not do such a stupid thing. One only needed to think about the legend of Peach Mountain being cut empty to know that even if the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, was here in person, he would not offend the Academy for no reason.
A Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom said in a low voice, "Mr. Thirteen, you are not a member of the Divine Hall. What right do you have to care about the Divine Hall's affairs?"
The Priest's gaze and the Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom had no respect for Ning Que, only hatred. These factors combined into a question and rebuttal. Of course, under the premise that no one in the tent dared to question the Academy, this was considered brave.
This sentence was naturally aimed at Ning Que's words to Aunt Quni Madi.
Ning Que glanced at the Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom and shook his head, saying, "Are you an idiot?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned.
Sangsang had once asked him if he thought that everyone except himself was an idiot. He said that was because there were always many idiots doing idiotic things in the world. His favorite thing to do was to call countless people idiots in front of Sangsang, such as the Tang Princess. He had once eavesdropped on the Tang Emperor calling people idiots in the imperial study, and he felt the warmth of a kindred spirit. He used to call Chen Pipi idiots on the letter paper, and he never got tired of it.
It was just that … when he began to cultivate in the Back Mountain and gradually walked on the road to becoming a bigwig, he rarely had such a direct and straightforward way of doing things. That was why at this time he felt very familiar and missed the idiot ruler that he had not seen for a long time.
He looked at the Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom and smiled. He continued in a gentle voice, "Are you an idiot? My master, Master Yan Se, is the Great Divine Priest of the West-Hill Divine Palace. He is on an equal footing with the three Great Divine Priests of Revelation, Light, and Judgment. As his only successor, if I don't do anything when I see someone tarnishing the Divine Hall's reputation, wouldn't I disappoint my master's earnest teachings and let Haotian down?"
At this time, most people would probably turn around and ask the Revelation Department Priest, "Your Excellency, do you think I should do anything?" However, Ning Que did not ask, because he knew that being arrogant and taking advantage of others was not a mistake. However, being too arrogant and taking advantage of others would only cause him more trouble. At present, the Revelation Department Priest was obviously on an equal footing. He had been hunting in Min Mountain for many years, and he knew very well what to do when he encountered tigers and bears. Why would he do anything unnecessary?
The Sword Master of South Jin Kingdom, who was full of courage and perseverance, was casually blocked by Ning Que's words. No one in the field questioned whether he was qualified to care about the affairs of the Divine Hall. Although the whole world knew that the West-Hill Divine Palace's confirmation of the two Great Divine Priests of the South School of Haotian Taoism was only based on political considerations, if they questioned this matter at this time, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the West-Hill Divine Palace?
Aunt Quni Madi's face was extremely dark. She stared at Ning Que's eyes, and her body trembled slightly. Suddenly, she laughed hoarsely and unpleasantly, and said sternly, "A woman does not serve two husbands, but a disciple has two masters. I won't ask Yan Se, but if I meet the Headmaster in the future, I will ask him what he is thinking. Is he going to ruin his century-old reputation for such a naughty, despicable and shameless disciple?"
Although he did not say it explicitly, the hidden meaning in his words was directed at the two masters. Although Ning Que had not seen the Headmaster of the Academy, he had lived in the Mountains for so many years. How could he allow anyone to be so presumptuous?
Moreover, he knew that he could not punish this shameless old woman today. He was dissatisfied, but he could not do anything to her. He did not expect that she would come to him at this time. How could he not give her a hard kick?
Ning Que's smile slowly disappeared, and he said calmly, "Previously, you asked who my master was, and said that you would teach me a lesson on behalf of my master. Now that you know who my master is, it seems that you still want to teach him a lesson."
He slammed the table beside him heavily, and the table toppled over. The teacups were shaken away, and the tea splashed all over the sky!
Ning Que pointed at Quni Madi's nose, and his expression changed rapidly. He said angrily, "According to seniority, you, old woman, should call me Martial Uncle! How dare you teach me a lesson? Do you know what it means to respect the younger generation? Are you going to ask the Headmaster? Is the Headmaster someone like you can see whenever you want? You want to teach the Headmaster a lesson? Do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors? "
When the commander of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall stared at Ning Que, he thought that this was the biggest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.
At this time, Quni Madi pointed at Ning Que with a trembling finger, thinking that this was the humiliation she had never suffered in her life. However, just like the quiet court at this time, it only took the old woman a very short time to realize that there was no way for her to get back this humiliation today, because Ning Que did not reason with her at all.
Ning Que was unreasonable.
He only cared about seniority.
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As the sister of the Yuelun Kingdom's King, Quni Madi was extremely powerful, and her seniority in the Buddhism Sect was indeed very high. In the past decades, whenever she met people who were weaker than her, she would use her strength to suppress them. When she met people who were more powerful, she would use her seniority to suppress them. In addition, everyone had to give her some face, so she was successful in every endeavor and gradually developed such a temperament. To put it in a good way, she abhorred evil, but in fact, she was arrogant, cold, and narrow-minded.
She never thought that someone would use this kind of means to deal with her, and she could only listen obediently, because according to her usual speech and behavior, the other party did not do anything wrong.
The seniority of the Headmaster of the Academy was indeed very high. Even she, the old woman with the highest seniority in the Buddhism Sect, was only two generations lower than him. This also meant that if strictly required, she really had to respectfully call Ning Que Uncle.
She humiliated her Uncle and questioned the Grandmaster … This seemed to be no different from deceiving the Grandmaster and destroying the Grandmaster's ancestors.
Quni Madi was so angry that she was a little out of her mind. Vaguely, she seemed to see those peers who were suppressed by her seniority and dared not to raise their heads no matter how she scolded them. She thought to herself, "Am I going to suffer the same humiliation today?"
She stared at Ning Que, and her skinny old hands hanging outside her sleeves trembled violently. There was a strong fluctuation of the Qi of Heaven and Earth in the tent.
Ning Que looked up at her condescendingly, with his hands behind his back calmly. There was no fluctuation of aura in his body.
He did not need to say anything, and his meaning was clear.
"Hit me, hit me. Do you dare to kill me?" "If you really lost your mind and dare to hit me in front of so many people, I don't need to use Eldest Brother and Second Brother to kill you. I only need to send the twelfth brother, Chen Pipi, to take a look at you and beat you up."
"Well, it's because your respected aunt has not yet entered the Knowing Destiny State."
Ning Que looked at her and shook his head. He sighed and said, "As a mighty person in the Buddhism Sect, you don't even know how thin your life is. No wonder you are so old and have not entered the Knowing Destiny State until today."
Although Quni Madi was a member of the royal family, she was persistent in cultivation, noble in status, high in seniority, and powerful in strength. The most painful thing in her life was that she could not cross the high threshold.
Under the continuous stimulation, she was about to lose her temper and was on the verge of exploding. But she knew that she could not fight with Ning Que here, so she had been forcibly suppressing it. But she still heard such a sentence at the end!
Aunt Quni Madi forcibly swallowed back the blood that was about to gush out of her dry lips. She used the last of her consciousness to make herself blacked out. No one knew whether it was true or not, and then she fell backward.
There was an exclamation in the tent.
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