The city of God is covered with clouds.
Suddenly there was a heavy rain.
Thin raindrops fell to the human world, falling all over the divine capital, on the stone bricks, on the green tiles, in the imperial city that was already half in ruins.
And in the bamboo building that was built not long ago.
The green bamboo in the bamboo building comes from Jianqi Mountain, which is extraordinary. On weekdays, when the wind blows, the whole bamboo building seems to have the sound of a piano. Now, there is a heavy rain, and the raindrops keep falling on the bamboo building. The sounds are different, as if there are
Many musical instruments sounded at the same time.
He Liang, who came here for the first time, frowned. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only sit depressedly under the eaves to catch the rainwater with his hands, pouring out a handful after it was full, and
Never get tired of it.
Under the eaves on the other side, Xie Nandu and Chen Chao stood side by side.
Xie Nandu asked: "Why do you suddenly think of accepting a disciple?"
Chen Chao did not hide anything and said: "What my uncle meant is that this silly boy has a fate with me. I met him once before at the ferry in Bailuzhou. He was able to find me probably because my uncle showed him the way. Speaking of which,
He was the disciple chosen by my uncle for me."
"But I have also chosen one myself. It should not be long before I come to the capital of God. Who do you think is better as a senior brother among these two?"
Chen Chao spoke, his eyes never leaving He Liang over there.
Xie Nandu said: "The first one to enter is the senior brother. This child can only be the junior brother."
Chen Chao smiled and nodded, not caring about such things.
Xie Nandu said: "Your Majesty went north to fight the Demon Emperor. This battle is inevitable, but in your current state, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning."
After fighting against the two most powerful men in the world, and then facing off against the strongest man in the world, it is difficult for anyone to say that the Emperor of Liang can return alive. 33
Chen Chao stretched out his hand to catch a handful of rainwater, then washed his hands carefully, and said: "I also know that if uncle had been completely sure, he would not have made these arrangements, but I know some inside stories, and uncle is afraid of confronting the Demon Emperor.
, I’m afraid it won’t be a big problem.”
Xie Nandu was about to speak but stopped.
Chen Chao looked at Xie Nandu and said: "The matter is at this point. Many things are already a foregone conclusion. There is no possibility of change even if we want to. We can only look forward."
"I understand this, but the situation seems a bit dangerous now."
Xie Nandu's expression was complicated. If the Emperor of Liang Dynasty left forever, then the Liang Dynasty would have lost its backbone, whether it was Fang Wai or the Monster Clan, but how about using this to cause trouble?
Chen Chao looked at the rain curtain and said, "Uncle said he had already made arrangements."
Xie Nandu was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "It seems that everyone in the world has underestimated your Majesty."
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The heavy rain started in Shendu, but it was not limited to Shendu. It quickly spread to the entire Changping Prefecture, and then even Qingshan Prefecture had a heavy rain.
Qingshan Prefecture has always been the place where monks gathered the most in the Liang Dynasty, and there were many large and small sects. Therefore, there was a saying in the Liang Dynasty that it was better to be a fifth-level monk in Bailu than to climb a third-level monk in Qingshan.
In other words, I would rather be a fifth-rank official in Bailu Prefecture than a third-rank official in Qingshan Prefecture.
The reason is simple. If there are many monks, it is easy for monks to disturb the secular world. If you are an ordinary person, you can do whatever you want. But if you are a monk, or even a monk with a background, it will be difficult to deal with it.
Therefore, I don’t know how many people who served as officials in Daliang Dynasty would try their best to get the officials to change their appointments as soon as they heard that they were going to Qingshan Prefecture to be officials.
Officials who really can't come here often receive some kind words, and the most important one is very simple.
That is, if you meet a Taoist on the road, it is best to pay respect.
The reason for all this is because there is a Chixin Temple in Qingshan Prefecture.
So when a pale-faced Taoist borrowed a carriage on the official road, a couple from an official family in Qingshan Prefecture gave up the carriage without saying anything, and even asked the groom
They all gave way together.
Later, the couple stood in the pouring rain with complicated expressions.
The Taoist who got into the carriage had just closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment when the carriage suddenly started to jolt. The Taoist frowned slightly and asked calmly: "What's wrong?"
The groom didn't reply.
He saw a scene that he had never seen before in his life and that he might not see again in the future.
It was originally a pouring rain, but just a few dozen feet in front of his carriage, the rain on the sky over there was strangely stagnant in mid-air, never falling at all. Anyone who saw this scene would be scared to death.
courage.
Then on the official road, there was a green bull blocking the center, with a middle-aged Taoist sitting on the bull's back.
For a moment, the groom didn't know what to do. Fortunately, the horse pulling the carriage was so frightened that he stopped moving forward, so he didn't continue to approach the Taoist priest over there.
At this moment, someone opened the carriage curtain, and the pale-faced middle-aged Taoist patted the coachman on the shoulder and pushed him away.
The groom finally came to his senses, and then ran away in a mess.
After running only a few steps, it suddenly broke into several pieces, and blood flowed, but it was quickly diluted by the rain.
Sitting in the carriage, the Taoist knew what the outcome would be without even looking at the scene over there. He sighed, "Why do you want to commit such a crime?"
The Taoist sitting on the green bull's back smiled slightly, "Senior brother, what you said is really funny. Over the years, have you not had any blood on your hands?"
The Taoist shook his head and said: "The people I kill are all necessary. What is the use of killing ordinary people like these?"
"Senior brother, you have always been like this. You have been gifted with a clever tongue since you first entered the profession. Otherwise, why would you have been able to trick Master into passing on the position of Taoist Master to you? I was not as clever as you at the beginning, and I am not as clever as you now. I really admire you.
"
The Taoist sitting on the back of the green ox is not an ordinary person, but the Master Zhanglu of Chixin Guan.
As for the Taoist on the carriage here, he is the Guanzhu who was seriously injured and left the capital of the gods.
The two of them came from the same school and had the same master. Among the young geniuses of that generation, they were the two most amazing people. Later, one of them became the master of Chixin Guan, and the other also became the master.
Now both of them are great masters of Taoism.
They are also the two most important people in Chixin Guan.
It's just that the relationship between the two has never been good. It was the same in the past and it is the same now.
The master of the temple looked at Master Zhanglu who was riding a green bull and said calmly: "Junior brother is not in the temple to reflect, so why did he leave the temple? Is it really useless to be a mountain guide?"
At first, Master Zhanglu went to the Rongshan Sect site privately and almost died at the hands of the guardian. After returning to Chixin Temple, the temple owner thought of the friendship between his fellow disciples and did not punish him in any way. He just asked him to retreat and reflect on himself to prevent others from being unreasonable again.
He left the view, so he shouldn't be here at this moment.
Master Zhanglu smiled and said: "Senior Brother, I'm afraid it won't work if you use the mountain rules to suppress people at this moment. Besides, Senior Brother has returned from the City of Gods. As a Junior Brother, I should be here to welcome you."
The viewer remained calm and silent.
In fact, when he saw this junior brother coming here, he knew a lot of things.
"Junior brother, are you a little disappointed to see that I am still alive?"
The viewer spoke calmly, but there was a chill in his voice.
Master Zhanglu shook his head and said: "I have always regarded my senior brother as my real brother. If my senior brother can escape from death, how can I, a junior brother, feel disappointed?"
"Now that things have come to this, there is no need to say these false words anymore. Since junior brother has already planned all this, just admit it openly."
The viewer smiled and said: "What's more, in the eyes of junior brother, I am already a dying person."
Master Zhanglu was silent for a moment and said: "It was an accident after all. Senior brother should have died in the divine capital."
The viewer is silent.
Before Emperor Liang told him those things, he never thought that his junior brother would collude with the gods behind his back.
"For the position of the master of the temple, you have to trade for the benefits of the temple. If the master is still alive, can he tolerate you?"
The master of the temple is a little angry. He may not be a good person in the world, but for the Infatuated Mind Temple, as the master of the temple, he must be a good one.
Master Zhanglu said indifferently: "I have always been more talented than you. When it comes to realm, you and I are the worst at forgetting worries. Why did Master want to pass on the position of Guanzhu to you in the first place? Is it just because you are a senior brother? This
The position is reserved for those who are capable. Senior brother, sitting in the position of the master of the temple these years, what has he done for the temple? Let the beams become stronger and stronger, let the Wantian Palace gradually recover, if the master is still alive, I will not
I believe he will not regret the decision he made!"
The master of the temple didn't make any excuses. He just looked at the junior brother in front of him calmly and said softly: "It seems that I have no choice but to clean up the house."
After hearing this, Master Zhanglu suddenly laughed, a little crazy.
"Senior brother, you are still so sanctimonious. Even if you didn't die in the divine capital, I'm afraid you would have been seriously injured. That's it. Do you still want to be so hypocritical?"
Master Zhanglu's face turned cold, and he suddenly jumped off the back of the green bull, walked a few steps forward, and looked coldly at the viewer in front of him.
"Senior brother, you have done this long enough, master of the temple. Please take out the seal. Remembering that we are all from the same sect, leave a complete corpse for our senior brother."
Master Zhanglu walked forward step by step and said slowly: "Under my rule, Chixin Guan will only be able to govern better than my senior brother, ten times or a hundred times better."
The viewer raised his eyebrows and did not speak any more, but raised his hand slightly.
The wind and rain above my head suddenly stopped.
Some people died, but not completely...
This chapter has been completed!