Ye Su said to Chen Pipi, "I came to Chang 'an to cultivate in the human realm. It's better not to see each other. But if you really want to come, then come."
Chen Pipi asked, "Senior Brother, when will you return to the temple?"
Ye Su frowned slightly, not because there was anything wrong with the question, but because it reminded him of the most troublesome problem of Haotian Taoism in the past decade.
He looked at Chen Pipi and scolded him coldly, "Then when will you go back?"
Chen Pipi was speechless and said awkwardly, "I have to ask my teacher."
"Then go ahead."
Ye Su looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Tell me when you have the answer."
Chen Pipi was chased out of the small Taoist temple. Ye Su waved his sleeves and walked into the temple. Ye Hongyu followed behind him quietly. Even though she had just been scolded, she still could not suppress the joy and mockery on her face. Her smile did not disappear even when she walked into the room.
Ye Su walked to the window and sat down. He looked back at her and frowned slightly, as if he was unhappy.
Ye Hongyu stopped smiling and looked at her brother stubbornly and calmly. She did not want to leave.
To her surprise, Ye Su did not reprimand her. Instead, he said indifferently, "Leaving Peach Mountain might be a little less resolute, but it is a good choice. The Great Divine Priest of Judgment is an idiot who has been soaked in the dirty water of the Secluded Prison. We cannot tolerate him, let alone bow our heads."
Ye Hongyu said quietly, "I understand."
Ye Su looked at her peaceful expression and said after a long silence, "I hope you can be stronger than me in the future, but you need to prove it yourself."
Ye Hongyu pursed her lips and said, "I will prove it to my brother."
Ye Su seemed to be satisfied with her answer and nodded. "Pipi will become the master of Haotian Taoism in the future. He needs the help of a true powerhouse. I believe you will not disappoint me."
Hearing this, Ye Hongyu pursed her lips even tighter and lowered her head, refusing to respond.
Because of her silence, Ye Su slowly raised his eyebrows like two emotionless Taoist swords. He said coldly, "Don't think that I don't know what you are trying to do when you secretly provoked my younger brother to leave the temple."
Ye Hongyu looked up at him expressionlessly and said, "Haotian Taoism should have been yours."
Ye Su's voice was as cold as ice. "Say that again?"
"So what if I say it ten thousand times? Brother, you are the World Wayfarer of Haotian Taoism. You will definitely become a Saint. Haotian Taoism is destined to be passed on to you. "
Ye Hongyu said stubbornly, "And I didn't say or do anything back then. I only told him that as long as he stayed in Haotian Taoism, the abbey dean would definitely pass on Haotian Taoism to him."
Ye Su scolded sternly, "Pipi was still a child at that time! How could you say such things to him! "
"This is the truth. Can't a child accept the truth?"
Ye Hongyu said, "I was also a child then. I knew the truth. I really could not accept the truth, so I wanted to change something. Chen Pipi also knew that this was the truth, so he felt guilty. He felt that he had let you down. That was why he would never be able to defeat me. That was why he fled the Zhishou Abbey after I said those words. "
Her voice was very calm and her narration was very clear. Although what she talked about was related to the most important matter of Haotian Taoism's future, she did not show any fear.
The expression on Ye Su's face became more and more strange. It was not anger, but calmness to the extreme. Even his voice was extremely calm. "Have you ever thought about the reason for his guilt?"
This voice was not the frozen surface of the lake, but the quiet water in a deep well.
"Younger Brother felt guilty because he was kind. He respected and loved me, but he found out that Master had decided to pass on Haotian Taoism to him. That was why he was sad and left."
Ye Su looked at his sister expressionlessly and said, "You knew what he would do if you said that, but you still said it. You were taking advantage of his kindness and respect for me."
Ye Hongyu said expressionlessly, "So what?"
"Nothing."
Ye Su slowly raised his right hand. His white robe that was stained with rainwater and mud slid down his arm.
He slapped Ye Hongyu's head with his palm.
Ye Hongyu did not close her eyes. She stubbornly opened them and looked at her brother in front of her. Looking at the falling palm, there was only calmness in her bright eyes.
Ye Su's heart softened a little. The pity that he had forcibly erased in his heart reappeared. His palm gradually slowed down and finally fell weakly on the desk in front of the window.
He let out a sigh.
The sigh was filled with helplessness, regret, and guilt towards Haotian Taoism.
Ye Su's palm fell on the desk and trembled slightly. It seemed to be powerless, but in fact, it contained the cultivation and state of this peerless powerhouse of Haotian Taoism.
With this disappointed sigh, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the desk. Then, the cracks spread to the legs of the desk. Cracks also appeared on the bluestone floor, followed by the corner of the wall. The cracks climbed up the wall, and the bright paper of the window also began to crack. In the end, the cracks reached the beams.
The desk broke into hundreds of small wooden pieces and fell to the ground. The legs of the desk broke into even thinner pieces and fell to the ground. The cracks on the bluestone floor deepened, like a black abyss. The skin of the wall peeled off, the paper of the window floated away, and the beams squeaked and then broke in the middle.
The desk collapsed.
The ground cracked.
The wall collapsed.
The beam broke.
In the loud crash, the remote house of the Taoist temple collapsed like a building block. Smoke and dust filled the air. The cracks continued to spread outwards and cut the rest of the buildings of the Taoist temple into pieces.
The entire building of the small Taoist temple collapsed one after another in the smoke and dust. Fortunately, the lines of cracks that destroyed the walls and beams were extremely magical. They cut the hard and heavy building materials into pieces and collapsed according to some mysterious law of space cutting. Therefore, the people in the house were not smashed to death.
The air after the rain was originally very fresh, but at this moment, the small Taoist temple was covered in smoke and dust. The skinny Taoist and two Taoist children were covered in dust. They climbed out of the ruins in an extremely pathetic manner. They covered their noses with their sleeves and coughed continuously. They looked extremely miserable.
Ye Su stood quietly among the bricks and wood. Dust and debris surrounded him, but his eyebrows and clothes were still so clean, without a speck of dust.
When he was willing, he could climb the ladder, remove the tiles, and fix the eaves. He could be covered in rain and mud.
When he was unwilling, even if the sky was filled with mud, it would not be able to touch a corner of his clothes.
"After all, you are my sister. Don't force me to kill you."
Ye Su looked at Ye Hongyu and said calmly, "If you insist on standing in front of me with this stubborn attitude, I really don't know what will happen next."
Ye Hongyu wiped away the tears and dirt on her face. She looked at him and said hatefully, "Brother, one day, I will be stronger than you. When that time comes, you will no longer be able to kill me. I will stand in front of you again and insist on taking back what belongs to you."
After saying this, she turned around and left the small Taoist temple.
Ye Su looked at her back as she disappeared outside the monastery. He remained silent.
"What the hell is going on?"
The skinny Taoist pounded his chest and stamped his feet in pain. He looked at the small Taoist temple that had turned into ruins in front of him and thought of how he had saved and worked hard for the past few decades. He thought of how he begged everywhere for alms. His body trembled and his voice was filled with despair and sorrow.
Ye Su frowned slightly and looked back at him. He said, "I will pay for you to build another one."
"Is this about money? Is this about money? "
The skinny Taoist was filled with grief and anger. He clutched his robe tightly to prevent himself from dying from heartache. He shouted in a hoarse voice, "I bought every brick and every piece of wood in this Taoist temple with my own hands. I know where they used to be. But what about now? Now there is nothing left. I have forgotten where they should be. Is this about money? These are my lives! Is that something that money can buy? "
Ye Su looked at the bricks and wood that had been cut into tiny pieces. After a moment of silence, he said, "You are right. The newly bought bricks and wood can only build a new Taoist temple. Once the old is destroyed, it cannot be returned. There is no such thing as rebirth in this world. There is only a new life."
After saying this, his expression stiffened. He stood in the ruins and did not move anymore.
Ye Su did not know why this small Taoist temple that had already been reduced to ruins could make him feel such emotions and say such words unconsciously.
He only knew that ever since he traveled through many countries and broke through the barrier of life and death, his state had become perfect. His state that was as calm as a mountain showed signs of loosening after the slight tremors earlier.
The skinny Taoist did not know his current state. Seeing that he was silent, he thought that he did not want to cause trouble. He could not help but feel even more angry. He wiped away his tears and brought the Taoist child to the ruins, hoping to find something useful.
The collapse of the small Taoist temple caused quite a commotion. The neighbors quickly rushed over. Looking at the tragic scene of the ruins, they discussed in low voices and returned to their houses to get tools to help.
Many of the neighbors' houses were damaged by the storm. However, they thought of the skinny Taoist's old age and the Taoist child's weak body. How could they care about their own matters?
The previously tragic Taoist temple suddenly became a bustling construction site. Although it was impossible to rebuild a Taoist temple in such a short period of time, the loud chants and the laughter of the people seemed to indicate that the small Taoist temple would be restored to its original state in the near future.
The skinny Taoist wiped away his tears and bowed in thanks. His face was full of sincere smiles.
It was almost dusk.
Ye Su woke up. He looked at the ordinary and ordinary figures in front of him who were busy. He looked at the smiles on their faces and thought of the words the skinny Taoist had said. He was deep in thought.
The skinny Taoist walked in front of him and glared at him. He wanted to scold him but subconsciously did not dare to. He thought of what the skinny Taoist said when the Taoist temple collapsed and could not help but rub his hands nervously. He asked, "Are you really willing to pay?"
Ye Su looked at him and said seriously, "If you are willing, I can build a Divine Hall for you."
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