Sixteen years ago, in the Official of Counsel's Mansion in Chang 'an, a favored concubine gave birth to a black baby girl who was judged to be an evil spirit by her wife. In the woodshed not far away, Ning Que picked up a hatchet and started killing.
In the distant northern wilderness, a black ravine appeared. The young Taoist Ye Su, the young Devil's Doctrine Tang, and the young monk Qi Nian were watching the ants moving under the tree outside the black line. They watched for a long time in fear and did not dare to take even half a step forward. At the other end of the black line, a scholar was reading by the pond. When he was tired, he would take a short break. When he was thirsty, he would untie the wooden dipper at his waist and drink water. He was covered with dust and looked happy.
Sixteen years later, Ning Que no longer used a hatchet to kill people. He was used to iron bows and arrows. Sangsang was still black, but her face was pale. She leaned weakly in Ning Que's arms and watched the big black umbrella become thinner and thinner under the Light of Buddha. She silently waited for the final moment to come.
The teenagers had grown up and become the most powerful beings in the cultivation world. Ye Su gradually became less arrogant and indifferent. Tang seemed to have not changed at all. The one who changed the most was Qi Nian. He had not spoken for many years, as if he was going to become a real mute. The scholar stood at the bottom of the stone steps outside the Lanke Temple. His old robe fluttered slightly and the wooden ladle tied to his waist swayed gently. The dust gradually dispersed and he looked calm.
After sixteen years, the people who had gathered because of the birth of the Son of Yama, or maybe they did not know that they had gathered again because of the awakening of the Daughter of Yama. The passage of time and the changes of the world always made people sigh with emotion.
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The chanting echoed in the courtyard of the back temple of the Lanke Temple. The yellow-robed monks on the stone ground were covered with blood, but they were extremely merciful. Their voices had long been hoarse and sounded like crying, but they were extremely solemn.
The Light of Buddha array was still struggling under the almost miraculous high-speed and intensive attacks of the Eldest Brother of the Academy. It became even more stable when Ye Su raised his right hand and injected the Taoist aura into the array.
Qi Nian looked at the direction of the temple at the foot of the mountain. His eyes were firm and dignified, but his expression became calmer and calmer. He knew that his plan was about to succeed, and the human world could finally get rid of the terrible prospect of destruction.
Although he could not see what was happening outside the Lanke Temple, Ning Que knew that Eldest Brother must have done his best. However, as more and more Buddha's Light seeped down from the big black umbrella and Sangsang was dying in his arms, he could not help but feel anxious and even desperate.
If Eldest Brother was still unable to break the Light of Buddha array of the Lanke Temple when the big black umbrella was destroyed, then Sangsang would be purified into a wisp of green smoke by the Light of Buddha.
Ning Que never knew how to write despair. If he was the only one facing danger, Just as he had always told himself, what was the use of despair if he was really going to die? However, if it was Sangsang who was facing the danger of death, he could not help but despair, because if Sangsang died, he would still be alive, and that would be the real pain.
At this moment, the old and tired voice rang in his ears again. Previously in the hall, before Master Boshu shook the Yue laan Bell, this voice had also sounded.
"If Mr. First cannot break the array and the big black umbrella can no longer hold, you will rush to me with Sangsang. If Mr. First breaks the array, no matter how afraid Qi Nian and Ye Su are of the Academy, they will definitely kill you and Sangsang first. So at that moment, you will also have to rush to me."
Master Qishan was supported by Monk Guan Hai, leaning weakly against the messy stone steps. He lowered his head and panted painfully. No one noticed that his lips were moving slightly.
Ning Que guessed that this was some kind of secret technique of the Master that could only be heard by him. He did not turn around, but only looked out of the corner of his eye. He saw the Master's skinny palm fall on the chessboard.
It was the chessboard left by Buddha.
Master Qishan's voice rang again.
"Find a way to make the Light of Buddha on the top of Tile Mountain dim, and then I will open the chessboard realm for you to hide temporarily. As long as you can successfully enter, even the Abbey Dean or the Chief Preaching Monk will not be able to destroy the chessboard left by Buddha. After Mr. First enters the temple, I will ask Guan Hai to hand the chessboard to him and bring it back to the Academy. I believe the Headmaster will definitely find a way to release you."
The Lanke Temple was facing an opponent with the highest state in its history — Mr. First of the Academy, who was even higher than Lotus. Ning Que, who stayed in the temple, was the World Wayfarer of the Academy and had improved his state very quickly. He had even injured Qi Nian earlier, but his strength was still far from the truly powerful World Wayfarer. Sangsang had not yet awakened and was suppressed by the Light of Buddha. She was at her weakest, so no matter the monks in the temple, Qi Nian and the others, they all focused on the gate of the temple, and no one noticed the change in his expression.
Because he was too nervous, Ning Que did not notice some details in Master Qishan's words. Master Qishan said that he would ask Guan Hai to hand the chessboard to Eldest Brother, and that he would entrust the solution to the chessboard to the Headmaster.
"Ning Que, I only hope that no matter what happens in the future, you will not become a second Lotus. You can be Mr. Ke, you can be anyone, but don't be Junior Brother Lotus, because that is too painful."
Master Qishan's weak and regretful voice rang in Ning Que's mind.
Ning Que was silent for a moment and slightly lowered his head.
Suddenly, at this moment.
The front, middle and back temples of the Lanke Temple shook uneasily. Countless plum trees were suddenly smashed, and countless temple walls were smashed into powder. The 17 ancient bells were silent, and the Light of Buddha array was broken!
Someone broke into the temple gate, and monks were thrown into the air wherever he passed. More than a dozen cultivators were thrown into the air with blood spurting out of their mouths, and several stone statues of Buddha were thrown into the air.
The people in front of the back temple could not see the specific scene at the foot of the mountain. They could only see a billowing cloud of dust roaring towards them. Everything in front of the cloud of dust was thrown into the air!
There was a flash of surprise in Qi Nian's eyes.
Ye Su's face became unusually solemn.
Tang, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head. His eyes seemed to be burning, and he was full of fighting spirit.
Even Mr. First of the Academy could not break this Light of Buddha array. Who was it?
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Somewhere in the Kingdom of Qi.
This was the most famous local scenic spot, but this part of the mountain road was the most remote corner. Few people came here, so the sound of hooves could be heard clearly when the two unusually handsome white horses walked on it.
Second Brother, Jun Mo, sat on the white horse. He wore a high hat and a broad belt, and looked quite handsome. However, he was a little old-fashioned and upright. No matter how the horse shook, his upper body remained absolutely straight.
The little attendant rode on the white horse behind, and he looked even more adorable with the tall and handsome horse. He looked forward and asked in a puzzled voice, "Young master, why did we suddenly go down the mountain?"
Second Brother said, "Teacher told me a few days ago that Senior Brother wanted to trick Youngest Brother and Sangsang into going to the Lanke Temple for treatment. But I thought that Senior Brother and Qishan were too honest to lie. I was worried that Youngest Brother would see through the problem and secretly run away with Sangsang. So I have to stay at the foot of the mountain and be ready to catch him at any time."
The little attendant thought that if Mr. First and Master Qishan said that they were too honest to lie, young master, with his temperament, would not be able to lie either. How could he be qualified to say anything to others?
"Then how long do we have to stay here?"
Second Brother said again, "If Old Monk Qishan does not like to boast and lie like other bald donkeys, then we should be able to cure Sangsang's illness in three months."
After a short pause, he continued, "If we really want to enter the chessboard, Youngest Brother will definitely follow. Then we have to wait for two years, or bring the chessboard back to the Academy. Even if Old Monk Qishan is slightly better than other bald donkeys, he must be equally greedy. I am afraid that he will not let us take the chessboard away."
The little attendant said with a bitter face, "Do we really have to stay here for two years?"
Second Brother said seriously, "Jialun, as the saying goes, reading ten thousand books is not as good as walking ten thousand miles. This mountain is adjacent to the Wa Mountain. Although it is not as famous as the Wa Mountain, the scenery is better. Follow me and walk here for two years. Enjoy the scenery and clear your mind to help your cultivation. Maybe you can walk ten thousand miles."
The little attendant sighed helplessly. He thought that it was not bad to walk ten thousand miles, but if they had to walk around the same mountain every day and see the same scenery for ten thousand miles, who else could stand it except the young master?
At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind.
Second Brother looked up at the sky and frowned slightly. Suddenly, he had an idea and shouted with a cold face, "You are courting death!"
He stretched out his hand and waved.
The sword box in the little attendant's arms suddenly flew into his hand.
Second Brother stepped lightly on the horse's back and landed in the dense forest beside the mountain road with his wide sleeves fluttering.
The little attendant shouted anxiously, "Young master, this is not the right way to the Lanke Temple!"
"The straightest way is the shortest, and the shortest way is the right way …"
Second Brother's voice came from the forest and gradually faded away.
When the words "the right way" reached the little attendant's ears, he had already disappeared.
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Eldest Brother looked at the Lanke Temple in front of him.
His cotton-padded jacket was already riddled with countless holes, and the torn cotton was already stained with blood.
In a very short period of time, he had collided with the Light of Buddha array that covered the Lanke Temple thousands of times. The Light of Buddha array was trembling and his body had also suffered great damage.
He still could not enter the Lanke Temple.
His gaze followed the Light of Buddha and looked at the stone statue of Buddha on the peak of Wa Mountain. His heart slightly moved.
At this moment, suddenly, a cloud of green smoke rushed from afar, splashing countless dust and gravel.
It was travel-worn.
Jun Mo came to the front of the Lanke Temple.
He was covered in dust, even more than the dust on Eldest Brother's tattered cotton-padded jacket. However, the tall ancient crown on his head was still straight and did not move at all.
The two brothers looked at each other and did not speak.
Jun Mo whistled.
The autumn trees outside the Lanke Temple trembled and green leaves fell.
On the Wa Mountain, red leaves fell all over the mountain.
Jun Mo used his fingers as a sword and stabbed into the Light of Buddha.
He shouted wildly.
His black hair under the high crown was blown back by the strong wind and danced wildly!
His finger moved down the Buddha's light shield with great difficulty, and tore a tiny hole in the shield!
A cotton on Eldest Brother's cotton-padded jacket suddenly trembled and left a shadow in the air.
Eldest Brother was no longer in front of the stone steps of the Lanke Temple.
In a flash, Eldest Brother entered the temple and came to the seventeen halls.
He appeared in the seventeen halls almost at the same time.
Under the eaves, in the room, in front of the porch, by the plum tree …
Eldest Brother broke the seventeen ancient bells in a row.
The Light of Buddha array was broken!
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