Chapter 92 Xiling Guangming leaves You Pavilion and rushes to Chang'an!
Xiling, Taoshan! On the steep cliff at the back of Peach Mountain, the Temple of Light remains on this huge Peach Mountain. The last priest in red who can speak in the temple's affairs walks on the steep cliff with the headmaster in hand to issue an edict. above.
To the north of Taoshan Mountain is Youge, and below the cliff is the abyss, in which miasma is rampant, and formations from thousands of years ago are intertwined. Up to now, it has never been heard that anyone who fell into the abyss can get out of it. get out.
This is a secluded pavilion, with winding paths leading to secluded areas, but it is a place of imprisonment!
Only those extremely sinful people can be sent to be imprisoned in the quiet pavilion. Death is an unattainable luxury for the sinners in the quiet pavilion.
The red-clothed priest smelled the smell of blood lingering in the pavilion and couldn't help but quicken his pace. Only the black-clothed priest in the Judgment Temple would use the most cruel methods against heretics to shock the world.
The dim yellow lights on both sides of Youge, which have never been extinguished all year round, flicker on and off, this is a place that the light of Haotian can't shine.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the priest in red stopped. At the end of the secluded pavilion, between the gaps in the cliff, there were actually a few rays of light from the Haotian falling into the secluded pavilion.
It was a wooden fence, an ordinary wooden fence that looked like it would fall down if kicked.
But this wooden fence trapped the temple, the brightest priest of light in history.
The priest in red watched devoutly. The old man in black, holding the Haotian classic in his hand, saluted excitedly: "The Haotian is immortal, and the light lasts forever!"
"Great Priest, you did not misread it back then!"
"That is not the son of Pluto, but the daughter of Pluto. In the first year of Tang Tianqi, on the night when General Xuanwei's mansion was destroyed, a baby girl was born next door to Tongyi Doctor's Mansion."
The great priest of Guangming never misunderstood that the shadow of Pluto indeed descended on the city of Chang'an in the first year of Tang Tianqi.
He devoutly believes in Haotian and longs for the light. Now that the daughter of Hades has come to this world, how can the temple sit here? Turning his back to the priest in red, the old man slowly turned around. The old man's eyes looked extraordinarily peaceful, but those eyes that could see through people's hearts were full of infinite light.
The old man looked at the few strands that fell into the gap through the gap of the cliff, and said calmly: "I have never missed it. It is the enlightenment that Haotian gave me."
"You don't go to preside over the affairs of the Guangming Palace, why do you come here again?"
He believed in the light, so he would not doubt it. If he doubted it, how could he believe it? The old man's belief in light is extremely pious, even if he was knocked down from the realm of apocalypse and imprisoned in Youge for 15 years.
The red-clothed priest looked a little uneasy, and he said, "I would like to tell you, a few days ago, Master recruited his own disciples, which disturbed the peace of the world."
"According to the investigation, Mr. Shisan of the academy is the son of General Xuanwei, and the one who went to Chang'an with the son of General Xuanwei was the little baby girl in Tongyi's mansion that night."
"I believe in light in the Temple of Light. The shadowless priest carries the sword, the silent priest holds the bell, and the nameless priest is the gatekeeper. They all went to Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty to kill the daughter of Hades."
For the sake of the light, what does death matter? The old man raised his head and looked at the gap between the cliffs. His eyes seemed to have come to the human world, where he saw all the prosperity, the formation, the city, and the lingering black shadow above the city.
The old man said with a smile: "I saw the shadow of the night again in that city."
"The sword bearer, the bell bearer, and the gatekeeper have already left Taoshan, so why haven't you left yet?"
Fifteen years ago, in the first year of Tang Tianqi's reign, he saw the shadow of the night. It was precisely because he firmly believed that General Tang Xuanwei was beheaded by his entire family. Facing the wooden sword of the viewer, he could only be trapped in the secluded pavilion. .
The body of the priest in red trembled, as if thinking of a horrible scene, he replied: "Die for the light, death is not a pity!"
"The Haotian is immortal, the light will last forever!"
"The shadow of the night of the god seat reappears, the world should know, it should be reported to the head teacher, and informed to Zhishou."
"I'm going right now."
The priest in red left with tears in his eyes, and the grief and anger that had accumulated for 15 years was vented at this moment.
The Temple of Light, which has been lost for 15 years, will once again usher in the light! Inside the wooden fence!
The old man watched the priest in red go away, his eyes were full of peace, and then he smiled and said: "The temple is full of absurdity. There is no real cultivation in the temple, but there is real cultivation, which came from the world."
"There is no cage in my heart. How can a cage trap me?"
"My Dao heart is bright, why does the light stop me, why does it sin me!"
The old man got up from the rock on which he had sat for more than 5000 days and nights, and walked slowly to the wooden fence.
He stretched out his wrinkled left hand and pushed gently on the wooden fence. The cage that had trapped the old man for more than 5000 days and nights turned into powder.
The powder invisible to the naked eye floated in the secluded pavilion, the old man held the volume of the Haotian classics, and crossed the cage that turned the ground into a prison, the vast light of this day.
Falling into the north of Taoshan, in the bottomless abyss, the mist was steaming and bright.
The light that shot straight up into the sky could faintly compete with the golden crow, but the light was fleeting, and the rest was still darkness.
And the leader who set up the cage naturally vomited blood, which was the power from the light.
When it comes to light, there is no one in the temple who can be compared to the Great Priest of Light.
Under that carefully carved golden face was an ugly face, and inside that large divine robe was a short figure. However, the rules of the temple were strict, and even through hundreds of cloths, one could not see behind the beaded curtains. scene.
In that temple of light, the remaining few hundred priests devoted their light to Haotian devoutly.
Hundreds of priests, in the Temple of Light on the top of Peach Mountain, released their own light and celebrated the escape of the great priest of Light.
The believers on and off Taoshan fell to their knees piously, reciting the Haotian classics.
An old man in a black linen robe walked slowly among the mountains of Taoshan, and the priests who came and went respectfully saluted.
Even the red-clothed priests of the Judgment Temple saluted one by one, and the cavalry guards of the temple were even more silent.
This is the so-called Great Priest of Light "under the sky, above the throne of God!"
Witnessed by the believers of Haotian, the old man walked down Taoshan as if he was in no one's land, and took a carriage of the Temple of Judgment.
As we set foot on the road to that formation and that city, darkness appeared in Chang'an, so as light, we should also appear in Chang'an! After the carriage disappeared at the foot of Taoshan Mountain, the High Priest of Judgment received a report from his subordinates.
He dared to be furious in that black jade temple. He was supposed to be feared to judge the high priest, but at this moment he was hiding in fear behind the bead curtain.
Fear, the next moment, there will be light falling on the black jade throne!
(End of this chapter)