An old man wearing a felt hat, a white beard braided, and a woolen coat stood in the wind and snow. He looked like a majestic white lion, blocking the door of the lavish and solemn Minhe Temple.
The figure that used to be slightly hunched now stood tall and straight. The usually cloudy eyes were now frighteningly cold and bright. The slightly wide lion's nose was closed, and the voice came out of the throat... It was like the roar of an old lion.
The howling wind in the distance seemed to respond to this sound, as if he woke up the grassland when he opened his mouth.
The north wind whines, the frost and snow are like knives.
As the chief elder of the joint elders of the Great Mu Empire, Boer Jijin Eklie has been powerful for half his life. He was a powerful figure during the period of Mu Lie Emperor Helian Wenhong. Just when the joint elders were suppressed by the imperial power, the grassland imperial power and
The period of juxtaposition of theocratic powers entered the political stage of the pastoral country.
When the former chief elder of the Joint Elders passed away, he was appointed in a critical situation and showed great respect. He represented the interests of all tribes and adhered to the powers and responsibilities of the Joint Elders.
Under his painstaking management, the Joint Elders Group, which Emperor Mu Lie said "should be cleaned up together with the cow dung," has never been swept out of the Supreme Court. Although it has no longer shared the glory of imperial power over the years, it has not declined too much.
It has always retained a certain amount of authority. It is the symbol of power on the vast prairie, second only to the Royal Court and the Cangtu Divine Sect.
So he also watched helplessly how the imperial power rose all the way, and in the end even the divine power was suppressed, and he watched the grassland enter an era where the Helian royal family was the dominant family.
Of course, forbearance and silence have been his long-standing political posture. They are the root cause of his enduring success in every dynasty.
Blocking the gate of Muguo's ceremonial office and publicly shouting the name of the high priest of the Divine Crown like he did today was a rare expression of his attitude in his life.
Very angry indeed!
It is true that we cannot remain silent any longer.
"Great Elder! Who are you?" Tu Hu, wearing a gorgeous divine crown sacrificial robe, came out of Minhe Temple and stood behind the door.
The door of Minhe Temple was open. He did not take the last step out, and Ekelel did not go in.
The two sides are separated by this line, as if they are in two worlds.
It was warm as spring inside the temple, but it was windy and snowy outside.
The temple owner of Minhe Temple, Zhao Rucheng, is still dealing with the aftermath of the Tianhai turmoil - in fact, he is explaining the matter of Zhongzhu Ming Ksitigarbha and accepting questions from all parties. He stayed in the East China Sea for a while and went to the Netherworld on behalf of the Mu Kingdom.
, initially showing Muguo’s attitude towards the underworld.
As the chief diplomat of the pastoral country, he could never escape when he needed to communicate with various parties.
Tu Hu, the high priest of Shenmian who came to take care of Guangwen Bell, took over the place temporarily as a matter of course.
"Look at this blizzard!"
Snowflakes like goose feathers melted on Ekre's felt hat. His white beard trembled: "The scraping of knives and axes will pierce people's hearts. How many cattle and sheep will be killed by the freeze this year!"
It was still midsummer, before we could see the majesty of the blazing sun, and before we could feel the warmth of the divine radiance, a white-haired wind blew on the grassland. This was the largest and longest-lasting white-haired wind in the past thousand years.
!
"Yes." Tu Hu exhaled a breath of frost and looked into the distance: "I don't know how long this grassland war will last!"
"You don't know either!" Ekelei stared at him.
"It is true that the changes in the celestial phenomena are too complicated, and this is not an ordinary period." Tu Hu was very patient and said slowly: "Probably because in the past spring, the transcendent people died one after another, and the world has never been so sad. Therefore, the sun and the moon have declined.
The intensity is also far greater than before... The white-haired wind is a natural disaster on the grassland, and it cannot be dealt with at the right time. It will be fine after this period of time."
"Ninety-eight days!" Ekelei raised his voice.
Tu Hu said: "It shouldn't take that long."
Ekelei held a long staff, leaned it in front of the door, and said "ha"!
"The current god's envoy Cang Meng has been exhausted during this period."
"Hu Yan Jingxuan, the leader of the Cangyu Patrol Yamen, even after breaking through two hundred and ninety-seven cold night winds, he was temporarily exhausted, the cold invaded his Taoist body, and was almost killed by the freeze. It was the emperor's son, His Highness Zhaotu, who
Holding the cave treasure [Golden Tent of Immortality], we went deep into the wind and snow to rescue him."
"Her Royal Highness Yunyun, the emperor's daughter, has been busy with disaster relief and rescuing the people during this period. There is no peace in Yiyang Palace, and the red cavalry is everywhere."
He looked at Tu Hu: "The high priest is hiding here to relax!"
Helian Yunyun's subordinates have guards and light cavalry, all wearing red robes and riding red horses. They are eye-catching in the wind and snow. They are called "Yiyang Red Cavalry". Among them, both men and women are rouge-colored, which is a beautiful scenery on the grassland. And
Named "Rouge Rider".
Even this army was sent out to provide disaster relief, which shows how busy Yiyang Palace was.
Tu Hu was still calm: "Under the divine radiance of Cangtu, each of us has his own mission - didn't the great elder personally sweep away the wind and snow?"
"Today we are talking about missions." Eklie tried his best to calm down his emotions: "I remember that the mission of the High Priest of the Crown is not at Minhe Temple, but at Qionglu Mountain."
"The Guangwen Bell was rung by [Zhi Ji Zang], and I had to keep an eye on it for a while to avoid future troubles. Some time ago, Jing Guo was held accountable, and I had to go to Guanhe Tower to avoid the discord between the two countries...
Have you forgotten, elder?" Tu Hu looked up at the eaves and sighed: "You said I should hide for a while, but with the wind and snow in the sky pressing down on the temple, where can I hide?"
Ekelei said coldly: "If this temple is crushed, I will just be buried with him and buried with bricks. How can I be as good as the high priest? I have a lot of choices!"
"Please don't say that." Tu Hu repeatedly backed down in the face of Ekre, and now his face was even more bitter: "Should my faith in Cangtu God and my loyalty to His Majesty still be questioned?"
The wind and snow became stronger and stronger, crashing against the temple gate.
Eklie said in the wind and snow: "I don't believe that Jingguo can go north now. I don't think that the high priest of the divine crown is inferior to the Penglai headmaster - but on the river viewing platform, the Penglai headmaster took away a god puppet.
"
He would never ask questions to Tu Hu. Every sentence was a statement and a confirmation. He would never give [Heaven Zhi] a chance to show off.
This shows a deep sense of caution.
He has no trust in the current Tu Hu!
"When I lost a move, I lost a gadget. The secret of the old god puppet has been known for a long time and cannot be hidden. We have grasped the source and don't worry about replicating it." Tu Hu said calmly: "Of course it is.
My skills are not as good as others, but if I lose to Master Penglai, even Cangtu God will forgive me. This is not a serious matter, right?"
"I'm afraid... it's more than that!" Ekler became more and more emotional as he spoke: "I know more than that. The high priest should not be conceited about his magical powers and treat others as blind or fools!"
Tu Hu stood there firmly: "I don't understand what the great elder means."
Eklie stopped clicking and said, "Haha": "During this period, Huang Fu saved the wind and snow on the grassland, and thousands of families were born Buddha. He is so enthusiastic, he should really bring Huang Longwei here to help!"
"We and the Jing Kingdom have always competed and cooperated. We joined forces and fought, but there was no life-or-death confrontation. The evil tide forced us to unite. The line of life and death has never been a family matter." Tu Hu asked back: "Can disaster relief be considered evil?
?”
"Yellow-faced Buddhas have been erected in places where the white-haired wind has raged." Eklie shook his head: "It's just me who is troublesome. I shouldn't be nervous about the high priest!"
"The Great Elder is worried about the world and is often uneasy. But there is really nothing to be nervous about." Tu Hu said calmly: "'Convergence of all religions and freedom of belief' is a national policy. Huang Fu has always been on good terms with Wanyan Xionglue.
Being close to the grassland, the yellow-faced Buddha is a perfect example of the convergence of all religions. Didn’t the great elder also support the yellow relic when he came to preach?"
Ekler became increasingly dissatisfied: "It was just a small temple at that time, but now it is going to be a big religion. The difference is not limited to words! It is beyond words!"
Tu Hu just shook his head slightly: "No matter whether it is a small temple or a big religion, it is our Great Shepherd Church. They are all under the jurisdiction of the king and have to pay taxes and serve. I don't think I need to worry too much."
Ekelei suddenly became furious and hit the ground with his staff: "You still want to hide this from me!"
The vast wind and snow are blowing away layer by layer.
Many officials in Minhe Temple had long stayed away to hide from their ears. But such a big movement could not be hidden from anyone.
The Chief Elder of the Joint Elders Group and the High Priest of the Temple of the Cangtu Sect, once these two powerful figures in the grassland come into conflict, it will inevitably be a huge storm that sweeps the entire grassland.
Standing in the center of the storm, Tu Hu remained calm: "Great Elder, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"I've already confronted you, and you're still deceiving me." Ekelei said with his stick: "I know this is a deal. A deal!"
His braided beard and white hair were trembling: "I just don't understand when our joint elders have been kicked out of the grassland power center, and such a major event has been hidden! I just don't understand that we have dedicated ourselves to the country.
For a lifetime, our rights and the rights of each tribe have been no longer guaranteed! The imperial court and the divine religion have guarded me like thieves!"
He raised his hand and pointed in the distance: "Who is that Huang Buddha? He has no morals and a lot of evil in killing. If he didn't have a daughter to hold his heart, he would be the evil Buddha of the world! How dare we fulfill him like this and let Huyan Jingxuan
Not just one end was crushed!"
"Huyan Jingxuan worked hard for the country and sacrificed his life - but Huyan Jingxuan didn't know it! I didn't know it either!"
As his long staff landed on the ground, three groups of sacred flames rose behind him, and the glow layer by layer revealed a bright scene. They were bonfires for worshiping the gods!
Not only are the Divine Crown Priests affiliated with the gods, but they are also the first person under the gods to make the original covenant in the Qionglu. As the earliest joint elders appointed by the Cangtu God to share the royal power with the royal family, they once represented the faith of the major True Blood tribes in the gods.
It is natural to bathe in divine grace.
This god-sacrifice bonfire is the most powerful flame on the grassland.
It is said that once it spreads to its limit, the grass will no longer grow back and the grassland will become an eternal place of divine punishment.
Tu Hu lowered his eyes: "You said I guarded you like a thief, but you know everything."
"But you didn't say anything! My eyes are quite useful, but my nose can also smell the evil in people's hearts!"
"As a deal, you support Huang Fu to gain faith and preach the truth in the grassland, allowing Emperor Jing to bear the responsibility of this demon world alone and confront the Seven Hatreds. I know——"
Ekre was sad and angry, but also felt the sudden vacuum of power, the fear and unwillingness to be abandoned by the times: "I know that the emperor is planning the kingdom of heaven!"
Tu Hu opened his mouth, but finally just stood there: "Does it have to be like this?"
"I also know -" Bo'er Jijin Eklie's cold and bright eyes were gradually covered with gray: "That time when Jiang Wang made a big fuss in Tianjing City, you were in the rain of blood -"
"Be careful what you say, Great Elder!" Tu Hu looked at him: "I would like to advise you."
"The grassland is not the grassland of the Helian family, it is the grassland shared by everyone. We are all born here and have the right to enjoy the sunshine, rain and dew! You, the Tu family, are also from the True Blood Tribe, and you, Tu Hu, are also in charge of the Cangtu Divine Cult. How is that so?
You are so naive, you actually think that you will not be abandoned if you are respectful! How can you not see that the car in front of me is overturned!" Eklesen said: "Today I am a sword, and I will be killed by a sword tomorrow!"
Tu Hu said: "No one will be abandoned. Unless you want to betray His Majesty."
"I just want to keep our inherent rights! Now we have retreated again and again, and there is no retreat behind us!" Ekler raised the long frost-white staff, and the old lion bared his teeth in a trance, with a sad look on his face: "There is no retreat!
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Tu Hu sighed: "Then, now it's my turn to ask you a question——"
The gorgeous sacrificial robe fluttered in the wind. He raised his head gently, and the sighs and hesitations on his face all turned into indifference. He only asked: "Bo'er Jijin Ekre, how can I kill you in the easiest way?"
"
"take it easy."
"You didn't ask me a question, so you don't have to give me an answer—"
He walked forward and walked out of the gate of Minhe Temple, smiling slightly: "But I already have the answer."
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"Let me see the answer..."
In Jiang's house in Yuncheng, Jiang Wang gently hooked his index finger, and the extremely fine silk of sword energy tied a flower mosquito and slowly pulled it in front of him.
The sword wire is extremely sharp, and the flower mosquito is extremely light.
It is a very delicate skill to tie it without damaging the delicate feathers - he usually used this to test Chu Yao. If he made any mistakes, he would either punish him with a pile or a letter.
Almost all mosquitoes within a hundred miles of Bai Yujing Restaurant were killed by Chu Shaoxia.
Seeing a mosquito is like seeing an enemy of life and death.
Known as the "Young Mosquito Killer".
The flower mosquito's bulging belly was tied up with the sword silk and five-flowered flowers of the true king of the world, and landed on the table - the center of the bloody gossip.
As Yu Beidou said, the foundation of the art of blood fortune is based on human life and destiny. Use the end of a certain destiny to reflect on the ripples of the river of destiny.
The human race is now the master of the present world, so it is the best calculation material.
Of course, Jiang Wang couldn't be like a fortune teller and kill a passerby for divination.
He specially selected a flower mosquito that had sucked human blood and climbed onto the hexagram platform to count the fate.
Divination is also a profound knowledge. Even if he has reached today's realm, it is impossible to master it. It cannot be achieved without long-term hard work, and of course it also requires corresponding talents...
All in all it's okay.
The materials are just right, and the math is just right.
At the moment, it’s just a matter of hitting one shot with or without dates, drifting in the long river of destiny.
The atmosphere in the simply decorated study is solemn.
The person sitting at the desk seems quite serious.
There are no books on the desk, everything has been emptied, except for the bloody gossip for mosquitoes.
There is human blood, there is life, the art of blood possession created by Yu Nanji is also intact, and there is no lack of vision from the extreme limit of the present world. What else is missing?
Just a little short of the ability to deceive the heavens, the long river of destiny is changed because of a flower mosquito!
Jiang Wang's index finger hung above the flower mosquito, and a sky seal suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
The whole person immediately seemed a bit indifferent and majestic.
Qizhiben, whose nickname is "Deception", must have never imagined that "Deception" has become so unserious.
Jiang Wang pressed down lightly with his index finger, and the flower mosquitoes on the bloody hexagram table instantly turned into thin slices, tightly embedded in the center of the hexagram.
The bloody Bagua immediately began to spin, spinning faster and faster, and finally turned like a windmill into a bloody circle, like a terrifying eye in the dark!!