"Even the strongest man in the world has to follow the rules …" Ning Que's eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands and asked excitedly, "Eldest Brother, who is stronger, you or Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword?"
Eldest Brother looked at him in confusion and said, "Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword is the strongest man in the world. Of course he is stronger than me."
Ning Que was stunned and said, "What kind of answer is that? Fighting isn't just a matter of words. "
Eldest Brother thought carefully about what verbal fight meant. After a long time, he thought he understood what Ning Que was trying to say. He explained seriously, "I am not good at fighting. Your Second Brother is better."
This answer made Ning Que speechless again.
Eldest Brother looked at him and asked curiously, "Youngest Brother?"
Ning Que waved his hand and said, "Nothing, Senior Brother. I am just not used to the way you speak."
Eldest Brother suddenly understood and said, "I see."
Ning Que asked, "If the chief monk of Xuankong Temple and the abbey dean of Zhishou Abbey are goshawks in the sky, then what about you, Eldest Brother?"
Eldest Brother smiled and said, "I am just a scholar who serves my teacher."
Ning Que sighed and said, "Senior Brother, your answer is too hypocritical."
Eldest Brother shook his head and sighed. "Not to mention the abbey dean and the chief monk, the people in Zhishou Abbey and Xuankong Temple, there are also extraordinary people in the common people. How can you tell that those ordinary drunkards and butchers are Otherworldly Sublime Beings who have already broken through the Five States?"
Eldest Brother was certainly not a hypocritical person. The reason why he kept telling Ning Que that he was not the most powerful man in the world was because he firmly believed that he was not the most powerful man in the world. He also did not want Ning Que to fall into some kind of arrogant mental illusion because of the powerful background of his sect. Ning Que would go astray in cultivation and gradually stray away from the only correct path to find himself.
It was a pity that Ning Que did not understand Eldest Brother's good intentions. His logic was very simple. In the known cultivation world, the abbey dean of Zhishou Abbey must be at the most powerful level. His disciple Ye Su could not even fart in front of Eldest Brother. Even if he was strong, he could not be stronger than the Academy. Therefore, he naturally felt proud and excited.
It was precisely because of these emotions that he could not accept the outcome of today's conversation in the Winter Garden.
Eldest Brother understood what he was thinking and said, "Xiahou is very powerful. Even Jun Mo doesn't dare to say that he can defeat him, let alone kill him. Moreover, he was the elder brother of the Empress. Who would dare to execute him? Other than the Headmaster of the Academy and His Majesty, very few people know about this secret. Please keep it safe, Youngest Brother. "
"Senior Brother, I don't understand why you let me hear this secret before."
Eldest Brother looked at him quietly. His clear and clean eyes seemed to be able to see through Ning Que's best disguise.
Ning Que looked back at Eldest Brother. He did not hide anything because he trusted him.
After a long silence, Eldest Brother looked at him and said with pity, "Because I think you need to know."
After a moment of silence, Ning Que lowered his head and said, "Yes, I need to know this."
Eldest Brother suddenly smiled and said, "Go back to the Academy and study hard. You can definitely kill him within five years."
Ning Que raised his head and looked at Eldest Brother's clear eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he felt that Eldest Brother seemed to know everything, including his biggest secret.
However, what could he do even if he knew? In the past years, he had been homeless and struggling between life and death. That was why he looked careless and naughty, but he was actually sharp, indifferent and wary of everyone. However, now that he had entered the Academy and become the core disciple of the Headmaster of the Academy, he had so many Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters. What was there for him to be afraid of?
Ning Que looked at Eldest Brother and said seriously, "I heard that the Headmaster of the Academy once praised Senior Brother for understanding the Tao in the morning and entering the Tao in the evening. I yearn for this state. I always feel that five years is too long and I want to fight for every day."
Eldest Brother looked at his eyes and said seriously, "The Headmaster of the Academy strictly forbids the Academy from interfering in the court affairs. Today, it is already presumptuous of me to ask Xiahou to retire. If Xiahou really retires from the court affairs, even the Academy can't do anything to him. If you want to kill him, the only way is to challenge him. Are you confident?"
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Thinking of the conversation with Eldest Brother in the room, Ning Que walked out of the General's Mansion. At the corner gate, he met Shanshan, who had just finished feeding the Big Black Horse. He invited her out of the mansion to take a walk in Tuyang City.
The winter wind in Tuyang City was as cold as a knife. The onlookers had already returned home. Other than the patrolling Tang cavalry, it was hard to see anyone on the streets. There was really nothing to stroll about. However, young men and women strolled not because of the street, but who they strolled with. Therefore, Ning Que and Shanshan were in a good mood.
Walking through the half-closed door of the grain store, Ning Que pointed at the city wall and told Shanshan that there was a problem with the arrow tower when it was being repaired, so it looked a little weird. However, it was said that it was very useful. Then, he took her to an inconspicuous shop in a secluded alley and had a meal of boiled meat. He proudly said that this was the only delicacy in Tuyang City.
Along the way, Mo Shanshan watched the winter scenery, ate fresh meat, and drank hard liquor. She didn't say much, only quietly listening to him, walking with him, and then looking at him seriously. Her eyes were unfocused but no longer indifferent, and occasionally flashed across them.
"Have you been to Tuyang City before?"
"I passed by it once."
"Then why are you so familiar with Tuyang City?"
"Because … I used to have a friend who lived here for a long time."
Ning Que bought a piece of sweet potato in a sheltered corner of the street. He carefully wrapped it in two pieces of coarse paper and handed it to Mo Shanshan. He asked her to return to the General's Mansion first. Then, he walked into an alley and looked at the corner of the General's Mansion in silence for a long time.
The great general in the General's Mansion was about to retire. He had once made immortal contributions to the empire. Now that he knew what was good for him and volunteered to retire, the imperial court would definitely honor him. No matter what, his fate would not be considered bleak.
However, the General's Mansion in Chang 'an had once shed so much blood. Many headless corpses had been burned in the villages in the Yan territory. Darkie, who was under the gray wall opposite the Old Brush Pen Shop, had died a miserable death in the rain.
He really wanted to kill the general, but he knew that he could not do so. Even if he was no longer a nameless soldier in the City of Wei, but a student of the Second floor of the Academy, he still could not kill the general.
Even if Eldest Brother personally came forward, he could only watch the general retire and end all the past grudges. He waved his sleeves and did not take away any of the past and the blood in the past. Therefore, he looked at the cornice of the General's Mansion in silence for a long time.
The alley was quiet and cold, and no one passed by. At this moment, a middle-aged man in a dark-colored cotton-padded robe approached quietly. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he handed the note in his hand to Ning Que.
This middle-aged man was the Array Tactical Master of the Imperial Center Administration who had contacted him in the Blue Water Battalion. The Array Tactical Master had a special status in the frontier fortress. It was not too difficult for him to meet Ning Que in Tuyang City.
Ning Que's eyes fell on the small note. His body suddenly stiffened. His fingers holding the note trembled slightly in the cold wind. After a moment of silence, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why did you inform me now?"
The middle-aged man looked at him sympathetically and reported in a low voice, "It was impossible to find you in the Wilderness, so I had to stay in Tuyang City and wait for you to come back."
Ning Que looked at the note, slowly closed his eyes and shook his head.
The middle-aged man silently walked out of the alley.
After a long time, Ning Que opened his eyes and destroyed the note in his hand. He looked up at the gray winter sky and murmured, "How could you die like this?"
The news on the note was the bad news brought by the Imperial Center Administration of the Tang Empire from Chang 'an City. Master Yan Se, the Divine Talisman Master of the South School of Haotian, died together with the Great Divine Priest of Light who betrayed the Peach Mountain in a mountain in the north of Chang' an City.
It was a very simple news, but it caused a great shock to Ning Que. He had no time to recall their first meeting in the meadow outside the Academy, the first question and answer about the Tao of Fu in the Farewell Pavilion, and the footprints left by the master and disciple in the numerous Taoist temples and old pavilions in Chang 'an City.
The note was very short, but it contained a lot of content. Ning Que roughly understood that the reason why the Great Divine Priest of Light was imprisoned in the Peach Mountain for many years was related to the murder of the General's Mansion. And according to the analysis, he had a strong intuition that the reason why the Great Divine Priest of Light went to Chang 'an City should be to find him!
He did not understand where this intuition came from. Since he received the fragments in the spiritual world of Master Lotus at the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine, he often had some very mysterious intuition, and he believed in this intuition.
"Master, did you die because of me?"
Ning Que looked at the gray sky, and his mood was extremely gloomy and terrible. If the person who made his master leave this world was still alive, he could still use the idea of revenge to suppress the sadness in his heart. However, the Great Divine Priest of Light was also killed by his master. What else could he do for his master?
He withdrew his gaze from the sky and looked at the General's Mansion. He sighed and said, "It seems that the murder of the General's Mansion that year was really related to the West-Hill Divine Palace. The person who made you kill that year was the Great Divine Priest of Light? Why did you do this? My master didn't deserve to die, but people like you deserve to die, but you never die. Why? "
After a short silence, he said, "After the Great General retired, he would definitely have a few big mansions with thousands of acres of fertile land. In his spare time, he would play with cats, dogs, and maids. When he was bored, he would move a chair to hide under the shade of a melon and play with his grandchildren. This kind of life is really beautiful."
If Sangsang was by his side at this time, she would understand what Ning Que was really trying to say. Since this kind of life is really beautiful, then don't think too much about it.
Standing in a remote alley in Tuyang City, Ning Que silently thought of his long-dead friend and his master who had just passed away. He felt endless sadness in his chest and abdomen, and then the sadness was burned into boiling ashes.
The boiling ashes suddenly accelerated the aura in his body, and his Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow began to produce an indescribable subtle change. The faint aura of Heaven and Earth in the surrounding alleys and winter trees seemed to sense this change, and slowly and calmly enveloped him. It gradually penetrated into his body through his thick coat and the skin under it, and gradually formed an overwhelming momentum that could not be stopped.
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