The blind fish in the Little Green Pond were still spitting bubbles.
The yellow grass by the pond was still yellow and weak.
They were like the companions in the hut.
Hearing Liu Bai's question, the disciple who walked to the pond was shocked. He had decided to confess everything, but he did not expect that his master had already known his true identity.
Liu Bai said, "I have raised you and taught you for seven years. You can even keep a cold sword warm. I did not expect that the Judicial Department was born to be a block of ice."
The Sword Garret disciple was silent for a long time before he bowed again and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect that it would end up like this."
Liu Bai said expressionlessly, "If the Judicial Department wants to borrow the sword of the Sword Garret to kill someone, they should tell me in advance. Taking without asking is not borrowing, but stealing."
The disciple sighed and said, "It is my duty. I do not want to do this."
"I know you do not want to do this." Liu Bai repeated tiredly.
The disciple slowly straightened his body and calmly looked at Liu Bai across the pond. The fact that he could withstand the fierce sword style from Liu Bai showed that his real cultivation state was much higher than usual.
Of course, even if his cultivation state was several levels higher, he would still not be a match for Liu Bai. But there was no fear on his face.
The Sage of Sword Liu Bai was the most powerful man in the world. He was feared by countless cultivators. But he was a deacon of the West-Hill Divine Palace. His orders came from the black Taoist Temple in Peach Mountain.
In Liu Bai's words, he borrowed Chao Xiaoshu's sword by virtue of his authority to manage the Sword Garret. Then he lent it to Liu Yiqing who was about to go to Chang 'an and said a few words to him.
Taking without asking was indeed not borrowing, but stealing.
But since the West-Hill Divine Palace wanted to borrow the sword to kill someone, then borrowing was borrowing.
Even if it was stealing in the eyes of the world, it was still borrowing.
After all, Liu Bai was a visiting professor of West-Hill. He had to follow Haotian's orders. What could he do to him?
"Whether Prince Long Qing is dead or alive, I think he is ruined."
Liu Bai looked at him and said.
The disciple replied respectfully, "Yes."
Liu Bai said again, "I heard that Ye Hongyu was also ruined after coming back from the Wilderness."
The disciple said calmly, "Yes."
Liu Bai laughed and said, "Will you take over the position of Grand Master after returning to Peach Mountain?"
That disciple also laughed, using silence to express his acknowledgment.
Liu Bai smiled even more happily and said, "Doesn't that mean you can become the Great Divine Priest of Judgement in the future?"
The disciple smiled without saying a word.
The smile on Liu Bai's face suddenly disappeared. He looked at the disciple and said expressionlessly, "Although it is my honor as a teacher that a disciple of the Sword Garret can inherit the position of Great Divine Priest, I suddenly thought of something. If you really become the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, it will be inconvenient for me to kill you."
The disciple's body stiffened as he looked at the other side of the pond.
"Since you are not the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, then you have to pay a price for stealing."
The disciple's expression suddenly turned cold. He wanted to say something, but he found that there was a hint of sweetness in his mouth. There was something soft and slippery between his teeth. Then he realized that it was his own tongue.
Immediately after, his head was severed from his neck and fell to the ground beside the pond. It rolled around and rolled into the green pond. A moment later, a few streaks of blood appeared in the pond.
The blind fish smelled the taste of its food and began to spit bubbles more cheerfully.
The disciples of the Sword Garret who had been silently kneeling beside the pond came up and began to clean up the headless corpse. They noticed that the neck cavity was smooth and bloodless, and the fracture seemed to be covered by a transparent film. They could clearly see the trachea, esophagus, bones, and blood. They felt a little disgusted.
To Liu Bai, killing an important figure of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall was as easy as killing a mouse. His expression did not change at all. However, when his gaze landed on the letter from the Academy, his brows gradually furrowed.
"Find Chao Xiaoshu and send him safely back to Chang 'an City. Exchange for my brother."
The disciples of the Sword Garret looked at each other and left with the order.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked in from outside. He looked at the floating blood bubbles in the green pond and sighed softly. He walked behind Liu Bai and asked respectfully, "Senior Brother, has the problem been solved?"
Liu Bai said, "If killing could solve the problem, then the world would be much better in my eyes."
The middle-aged man said bitterly, "I heard that the Great Divine Priest of Judgment valued him very much. This time, he really wanted him to go back to Peach Mountain to take over Ye Hongyu's position. Senior Brother, you could have cut off one of his hands. Why did you have to kill him?"
After a moment of silence, Liu Bai said, "Bring me a pen and paper."
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Sunlight poured down from the entrance of the cave on the peak and condensed into a beam that shrouded the green pond, the hut, and the person beside the pond.
Liu Bai sat beside the pond under the sunlight and thought for a long time. Then he picked up the pen and paper beside him and slowly and casually scribbled on the yellowish paper.
He was not writing, he was drawing.
The soft ink pen walked on the paper that could not be spread flat. The lines were twisted and knotted and trembled from time to time. A few simple strokes formed a hollow long and narrow object with difficulty, but it could not be seen what it was.
The format was very clumsy, and it looked like the work of a naughty child.
However, such a clumsy and simple painting seemed to exhaust Liu Bai's energy. Under the reflection of the water, his cheeks looked a little pale and haggard.
The middle-aged man glanced at the painting and his body suddenly stiffened.
"Can you tell what I drew?"
Liu Bai asked.
After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Senior Brother, you drew a sword."
Liu Bai said with satisfaction, "You can tell that it is a sword. Junior Brother, it seems that your state has improved."
The middle-aged man forcibly suppressed his shock and asked, "Senior Brother, who are you going to give this sword to?"
Liu Bai said calmly, "To West-Hill, to Ye Hongyu."
The middle-aged man could no longer control his emotions. He knelt behind Liu Bai and said in a trembling voice, "Senior Brother, why did you do this? Why did you send it to the Tao Addict? "
Liu Bai looked at the paper in his hand and said, "Because after the Divine Priest of Light died in Chang 'an, only this woman in the whole Peach Mountain still made me admire her."
"But … but the Sword Garret and the Judicial Department have broken up."
The middle-aged man said anxiously in a trembling voice, "If Ye Hongyu really understood your sword style, won't she become a great enemy of the Sword Garret in the future?"
Liu Bai said, "Even without my sword, the Tao Addict can still cross the threshold again. I just hope that she can do it faster."
He raised his head and looked at the sunlight falling on the peak. He said expressionlessly, "The old Judge lent a sword to Yiqing, so I will lend a sword to Ye Hongyu."
The purpose of lending a sword was to kill.
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In a remote stone house in the Peach Mountain of West-Hill.
"Priest, I am just a messenger. Please don't take it to heart."
Chen Bachi looked at Ye Hongyu in front of him. His eyes flickered on the loose green taoist robe on her, and then fell on her beautiful and charming face again.
He used to be the commander of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall. Although he was forced by Ning Que to accept the punishment of the Black Ink Garden disciples when they encountered the Horse Gang, he was beaten with thorns and stripped of all his duties. But he still had the strength of the upper Seethrough State, so he still had a high status in the Judicial Department.
In the past, his direct superior was Prince Long Qing, but the person he truly feared was Ye Hongyu in front of him. Even if Ye Hongyu was in such dire straits now, he still felt a little difficult to breathe in front of her. He naturally used the old title and spoke very carefully.
But after all, things were changing. Everyone in the Divine Hall knew that the Great Divine Priest of Judgment had suspended Ye Hongyu from her duties as the Priest and asked her to meditate and reflect.
Perhaps because of the influence of this matter, Chen Bachi's eyes became more presumptuous than before. While Ye Hongyu was calmly looking out of the house, his eyes moved back and forth on her beautiful cheeks and body.
The reason why Ye Hongyu, Mo Shanshan and Lu Chenjia were called the Three Addicts of the World was not only because of their high cultivation states, but also because they were all very beautiful.
Ye Hongyu had always been very beautiful. Her figure had always been very good and very attractive.
Now, her delicate and alluring body was shrouded in a wide green Taoist robe. However, Chen Bachi had seen too many images of her wearing a red short skirt. At this moment, the wide green Taoist robe seemed to have disappeared, revealing a pair of straight, tight, and smooth thighs.
The young girl was still beautiful and attractive. And because of her current gloomy situation, her timidity made her beauty more real, making some people have the courage to possess this beauty.
Chen Bachi's eyes were a little obscene, but he did not dare to do so in his heart, because he did not have the courage. It had nothing to do with the majestic memories of the Tao Addict in his heart, but related to what he was going to say today.
"Lord Luo Kedi is the commander of the divine guards and the trusted aide of the Hierarch Lord. You should be very clear about his cultivation state, Priest. If he is willing to participate in the fight for the Divine Priest of Judgment, the chances of winning are very high."
Seeing Ye Hongyu turn around, Chen Bachi respectfully bowed and said, "If Priest thinks this is feasible, the commander will personally come to express his affection and determination to you. He also said that as long as you agree, he will immediately go to the Hierarch Lord to propose marriage."
Ye Hongyu looked at the seemingly respectful old subordinate in front of her and was silent for a long time. Then she calmly said, "Give me some time to think about it."
Chen Bachi said repeatedly, "Of course, of course."
Ye Hongyu slowly closed the door of the stone house and then sat back on the stone bed shrouded in darkness.
For a Haotian Taoism woman who had almost nothing left but her face and body, a dignified commander of the divine guards coming to propose marriage was not only of course, but also a surprise.
Her expression was still calm, but her body under the loose green taoist robe could not help but tremble. The stone bed made a squeaking sound, as if it would collapse at any time.
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(The more I write about Ye Hongyu, the more I like her. I have decided not to let her fall in love, marry, and be alone for the rest of her life. Hmm, is this the so-called possessiveness? See you all tomorrow.) (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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