Chapter 128 The Emperor's Star Floats, and the Sword Falls to the East of Chang'an City ([-]-character chapter)
Chang'an Nancheng, inside the quiet Taiping Temple.
Under the shade of the towering ancient trees, with the setting sun and dusk, it gradually dissipates invisible.
As winter is coming to an end and early spring is approaching, the daytime is always extremely short, so short that it is unbelievable. This makes many people, and it is even more confirmed, the rumored "Eternal Night!" '
'Eternal night is coming! '
It is an unresolved sharp sword hanging in the whole world. Ordinary people in the world, running around all day, will never pay attention to the matter of "eternal night falling".
But in the face of sudden death, simple ordinary people will show their ferocious nature.
The God of Light wishes to die and leave light in the world, but the world has never needed the light that walks in the world.
Sitting in the shade of the tree, Chen Xuan watched indifferently. The railings made by the God of Light, the history of the world, are always going back and forth.
Just like the most luminous high priest in the temple a thousand years ago, he fled the wasteland with the Ming Dynasty Book and established the Demon Sect.
The current Great Priest of Light, Wei Guangming, did the same thing as the Great Priest of Light at the time, and turned his back on the light he firmly believed in.
Because I firmly believe in it, it is easier to have doubts. This is like fate, and it has been with the temple for countless years!
Under the sky, the stars are still there, and the position of Yinghuo Star is particularly bright. He is still in the cage, cast by the Haotian God.
Is it that God’s calculation is not as good as that of man’s calculation, or is it that man’s calculation is not as good as God’s calculation? Chen Xuan was also quite puzzled, Haotian was born into the world, and arranged everything early on, from the shrew of the Cui family at the beginning to Wei Guangming now accepting Sangsang as his apprentice.
Haotian, who came to the human world, wanted to return to heaven, so he had to cut off his ties to the human world. Wei Guangming, who personally planned the massacre of General Tang Xuanwei's family, was an important part of it.
Needless to say, what will happen to Ning Que when the enemy who killed his parents is in front of him? When people are angry, they will always get carried away and do irrational things.
"Due to Wei Guangming's incident, Ning Que and Sang Sang must be cut off!"
"It's a pity that the seat of light is too bright."
I begged to die alone, just to keep that little black and thin girl.
At this time, Mo Shanshan, who was bidding farewell to Zhuan Zhihua, walked under the towering ancient trees and said, "Chang'an is so prosperous that it confuses people's eyes. Senior Sister Zuan and the others want to return to the Great River Country."
"Several Mochiyuan disciples have been bewitched by the disciples of certain noble sects in Chang'an City."
It should be a common occurrence for teenagers to love and girls to be affectionate, but the nobles in Chang'an City seem to regard the disciple of Mochiyuan as a rare commodity because she lives in Taiping Temple. '
She doesn't want her juniors and juniors to become rare items in the elite family. The stories in the book are very beautiful, but the reality is often not so beautiful.
Chen Xuan frowned slightly, thinking of the scene by the Yanming Lake in the past, and after calling Mo Shanshan to sit down, he said: "Zhu Zi's sect is also trying to survive, while they are afraid of practitioners, they are also desperately trying to get along with them. , is inextricably linked."
"The nobles have enjoyed too much comfort, they have never seen the anger of ordinary people."
"If one day, when the emperor's star flutters, the noble family will not be as good as an ordinary person under the sword."
"It's very difficult for the nobles of the Tang Dynasty to find a way to practice besides entering the academies. Unlike the practice sects in the world, they like to recruit disciples."
"In a sense, the world is very fair, no matter how powerful the noble family is, it is a thousand-year-old family."
"There are also disciples who are unable to practice, but even in a poor family for seven generations, there is a moment when the seeds of practice are born."
Above the head of Zhu Zi's gate, hangs a sharp blade called "practice". No matter how much they squeeze ordinary people, they dare not squeeze them to death, because in the previous years.
There is a sect, in the human world, it is called "Demon Sect!" '
But for those who have nowhere to go, it is called 'Mingzong! '
The highlight of Mingzong's kungfu is that one will perish together, and most people who practice Mozong's kungfu will not be afraid of death.
For in some ages they have seen things more terrifying than death.
Because I have seen it before, I am no longer afraid.
Mo Shanshan nodded slightly and said: "Except for the Tang Dynasty, the noble sects have a long history of governing the temple."
"In this world, only the noble sect can be eliminated."
The trip to the wilderness and the trip to Chang'an have seen a lot of things. Mo Shanshan has seen the human world again.
However, in the face of many things, they are powerless. The eight hundred miles of exile in the Chang'an government office is a good proof.
Even in the Tang Empire, people who complained to officials had to be exiled for eight hundred miles, and they had to be beaten with a killing stick first.
The prisoner who paid the money only had flesh wounds. The prisoner who didn't pay the money was hit with thirty killing blows and probably wouldn't survive.
Under the sky, the night covers the sky! Chen Xuan said calmly: "There is indeed nothing we can do. Earlier at the Yanming Lake, I had already circled Chang'an with my sword."
"But a sword in the radiance, few people can see it, and now I should announce to the world that I have a sword in my hand."
There is a sword in your hand, a murderous sword! Things like wine can't strengthen people's courage, but a sword can make people's courage more than three feet strong.
Mo Shanshan's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Do you want to fly away with your sword in this shocking formation?"
Chen Xuan stood up and picked up the Eight-sided Han Sword placed next to the towering ancient tree. He flicked the scabbard with a flick of his finger, took a sword flower and walked outside Taiping Taoist Temple. He said: "Sword! Sword!"
"It's you who wants to fly!"
"Yes, it has nothing to do with me!"
Raise your hand and throw your sword! The Eight-faced Han Sword clanged and crashed into the sky silently, as if it meant breaking through the cage and going beyond the human world.
That year and that night, that sword was destined not to be unknown.
Mo Shanshan also came to the outside of Taiping Temple, felt the disappearing Eight-sided Han Sword, and asked: "Where will this sword enter Chang'an?"
Chen Xuan raised his hand and pointed at the thousands of stars under the sky, and said: "That's Ziwei Star, that's Yinghuo Star, it's extremely far away from this world, no one has been there yet."
"The sword I threw can't reach it yet, but this sword goes straight to [-] zhang. It should go straight to Ziwei Emperor Star under the night, where the self-confusing starlight falls."
"I fell behind outside Chang'an City and have returned without any distance!"
In the previous world, there was one temple, one temple, one temple, two floors! So after tonight, the world should have one temple, two temples and one sect, two stories high! Mo Shanshan frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "There should be many places in the world where you can see such a sword."
A sword first came out from Chang'an, and went straight into the sky ninety thousand feet. Such supernatural powers of the sword, how could it be compared to a sword master.
Mo Shanshan thought about it, Chen Xuan's statement that he didn't understand the way of swordsmanship made him inexplicably amused.
If Chen Xuan's way of swordsmanship does not count as the way of swordsmanship, then in this world, who can master the way of swordsmanship?
"It's time to sleep, it's already dark."
"Ok!"
Chen Xuan and Mo Shanshan walked into the Taiping Temple side by side, and Chen Xuan closed the door bolt behind them.
It will probably be very noisy outside in a while, so close the door and get a good night's sleep!
The streets outside the Taiping Temple were completely silent, except for the south gate temple two or three miles away, the lanterns hanging outside the gate were still brightly lit.
The chief became quiet, but in this city, there were always some people who couldn't calm down, such as the supervisor of Qin Tianjian.
The duty of the Qin Tianjian is to observe the changes in the sky. The observatory of the Qin Tianjian is located at the root of the Chang'an imperial city, at the junction of the major government offices. Apart from the Dayan Temple, only the Qin Tianjian The watchtower is the highest.
And tonight at the star observatory, it is destined that no one dares to sleep.
Since Qin Tianjian's supervision, in just four or five years, after being imprisoned several times by the court, Qin Tianjian's presence in the court of the Tang Dynasty is almost equivalent to no.
In addition to predicting the celestial phenomena and compiling the calendar, Tang Wang hardly liked it.
On the observatory, the priest on duty woke up the drowsy supervisor.
"Master Jianzheng, something is wrong, the sky seems to have changed!"
The middle-aged priest doesn't know how to observe the stars, but he knows what astronomical changes are. In short, any celestial phenomena that are different from before are all abnormal changes.
The old warden who has long regarded the observatory as his home walked up to the observatory aggressively, and was extremely shocked when he saw the abnormal sky image under the night.
The old prisoner was on the stargazing ritual, and carefully compared the astronomical phenomena that the seniors had summed up over the years, and everything was traceable.
Then, after the old supervisor was calibrating the stargazing ritual, he said with a hasty expression: "That is the light of Yinghuo Star, which almost covers the Ziwei Emperor Star. It stays in the heart and cannot be seen for a long time."
The old eunuch was flipping through a certain ancient book that had gone through many vicissitudes of life and had been passed down for several generations. He said in a trembling voice: "You are guarding your heart with confusion, and the emperor's star is swaying. This is a sign of great misfortune!"
But after saying this sentence, the old prisoner regretted it. He was the one who predicted that the night would cover the sky and the country would not conquer the country, and he was also the one who predicted that the fireball would circle Chang'an.
He was the one who got hit by the emperor! Is the stargazing method passed down by his teacher right or wrong? Although the middle-aged priest didn't know what it meant to be cautious, he also knew that the celestial situation was very bad, so he asked: "Old Prisoner, what should I do?"
The old eunuch was taking out the ginseng pills he bought from the Huichun Hall with a note from Qintian Jian. After swallowing it in one gulp, he said, "I don't know what to do! How many more imperial sticks can I take with this old bone?" ah!"
He is probably the one who has received the most imperial scepters in the history of the Tang Dynasty. If His Majesty hadn't been tolerant, he would have gone to Caishikou a long time ago, and his head was rolling all over the floor.
"Teacher, Uncle Song, there is a fireball falling from Yinghuoxing."
The disciple of Lao Jianzheng pointed to the faintly visible fire under the sky and said while trembling.
In the past few years in Qintian Prison, I have seen many times more things than in my hometown.
The pair of master and disciple bumped into all kinds of weird celestial phenomena.
The old prisoner straightened his mind, looked at the flames that gradually pierced the night sky, and said: "Xiao Song, beat up and tell Chang'an Mansion that there is a fireball that will fall in Chang'an.
"This is the only thing the old man can do."
He was not acting to avoid the imperial rod, but was acting for the safety of the people of Chang'an.
The middle-aged priest clasped his fists and said, "Follow the order!"
Then a burst of gongs and drums resounded throughout the various official offices in Chang'an City. The officials on duty were frightened when they heard the noise.
Listening to the beating of gongs and drums all the way from the observatory, first the watchtower of Chang'an City, and then the Drum Tower.
The bell of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda Temple kept ringing, and Li Qingshan, who was deducing something in the South Gate Temple, fell headlong looking at the chessboard.
The soldiers and horses of the five cities, the Habayashi Army, and the Jinwu Guard walked on the streets with open fire, and all those who caused chaos were killed! But under the night sky, there was nothing to hide from that flash of flames. Everyone in the huge Chang'an knew about the sudden change of the sky tonight.
Tonight, no one in the Qintian Prison who is watching the stars in the human world is destined to dare to sleep. They are all thinking about how to deceive the superiors.
Talk about Yinghuo Shouxin as other celestial phenomena. - On the waves of the South China Sea!
A flat boat stood still in the storm like a rock on the bottom of the sea.
The Taoist wore Tsing Yi, looked at the night sky, and said: "Yinghuo, Dixing, this sword hits ninety thousand feet into the sky."
"Creating this celestial phenomenon with a single sword is worthy of being a true practitioner of the Taoist Taiping Dao. Those ancient books have been dusty for many years."
"Now that it has come true, is it good or bad in the world?"
"Ying Huo Shou Xin, the sword fell to the east of Chang'an, the academy is in trouble."
In front of Daomen, there has never been the word Haotian. The patriarch of Daomen was also taught by heaven and man, and only then did he understand and be pure.
It's just that those idiots in the temple, because of some things, just added that word in front of Daomen.
This is a secret matter of the Chen family that has been passed down from father to son for tens of thousands of years. Those ancient books have also been preserved for tens of thousands of years.
There was no trace of that batch of ancient books, but they were suddenly discovered by a Taoist boy in the temple in a cave in the green mountains. - South of Chang'an City, under the mountains, in the back mountains.
By the lake, the Master was drinking alone facing the night sky, first frowning, then laughing happily.
“There is a place for strange things, and there is a place for strange things.”
"It's just that you don't know the way of the sword. Liu Bai didn't dare to be so blatant, but you are in my formation and smashed into the sky with a sword ninety thousand feet?"
"Why don't you go higher, a sword overturned, where is the gate of that house?"
Many years ago, he had been to the sky, but after flying for countless thousands of feet, he found that he could not fly out at all.
So he fell to the ground, walked on the vast land, and built a big ship on the bank of the hot sea.
I thought that when the eternal night came, I would hide on the big ship to avoid Pluto's eyes.
The disciples on the mountain behind the academy were also awakened by the Master's words.
This was especially true for Ning Que who was in the Siguo Cliff Cave. As soon as he came back, he was imprisoned in the Siguo Cliff and did not even go back to Lao Bizhai.
Ning Que was very angry. His old enemy lived next to Lao Bizhai and even accepted Sang Sang as his disciple!
But the teacher didn't let him go out. Is there such a teacher in the world? It was late at night and he didn't sleep, he was still yelling, and he kept people from sleeping. - In Chang'an City, the main gates of several noble houses.
There are some meteorites that fall from the sky, and everything changes in one breath. Chen Xuan is not good at it, but he can still do it by gathering stones.
It's just that no one was hurt, but the whole family was so scared that they didn't dare to take it lightly! The [-]-word chapter will be resumed tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)
