Nightfall Chapter 153: One piece of paper, one post, two pieces of thunder behind the cloud

Chapter 153 One paper, one post, two thunders behind the cloud

Thousands of years ago, the Great Tang established the country. Under the silent attention of Haotiandao, the seventeen kingdoms under the world defeated the Tang. After this battle, the Great Tang Empire established the status of Qianqiu hero in the world, representing the glory of the world. Heaven also had to blindfold his eyes with a piece of dirty cloth, and reluctantly admitted this fact.

To this day, Haotian Dao is still widely spread in the Tang Empire, but it does not mean that Xiling Temple can have the same sacred and supreme status as in other countries. It is a religious institution that is qualified to convey the will of God in the hearts of the people of Datang. It is called the South Gate of Haotian Road, and it is also the deformed product that was finally spawned by that war countless years ago.

Nominally, the South Gate of Haotian Dao in Chang'an City is the subordinate sect of Haotian Dao. It is directly managed by Xiling Temple. From the south door, it teaches priests to high-ranking Taoists. The practitioners are all Haotian Dao methods. The southwest line.

However, in fact, the South Gate of Haotian Dao should be counted as part of the Great Tang Empire. Countless years of practice have proved that whenever there is a dispute between the empire and the temple, all Taoists in the South Gate The positions are very firm-they will always stand firmly on the side of the empire.

For this reason, many conservative old Taoists in Xiling Temple always insist that the people in the South Gate are more abominable rebellious than the Demon Sect. For the same reason, the Datang Empire has always trusted the South Gate of Haotian Road. There is a plus.

The current Nanmen priest Li Qingshan was formally canonized by His Majesty the Emperor as the Grand Master of the Tang Dynasty. He also signed the Tianshu Department. You must know that the Tianshu Department is the institution under the jurisdiction of all practitioners in the Tang Dynasty. The real relationship between the Empire and the South Gate.

The Taoist Temple, the headquarters of the South Gate of Haotian Road, is at the south gate, not the South Gate of the Vermilion Bird in Chang'an City, but outside the south gate of the Daming Palace in the north of the city. The Taoist Temple, which is mainly black and white, is shaded by countless green trees, and the imperial city Looking at each other from a distance, there is no beauty, calm and gentle and relatively short, without much sense of sacred solemnity.

In a part of the temple deep in the Taoist temple, at the end of the matt dark wooden floor sat two Taoists, one of whom was wearing a dark Taoist robe with an imperial yellow tie around his waist, like a master of Taoism It looks like Li Qingshan, the State Master of Tang Dynasty.

On the opposite side was a lanky old man. The old man wore a dirty robe. The robe was stained with countless grease stains and the triangles gleaming indecent gazes did not match each other. Facing the lofty State Teacher of Tang Dynasty, his veteran eyes remained unchanged. Staring at other places, the feet are high, there is no sense of respect and awe at all.

Li Qingshan looked at the tea cup on the case, and said thoughtfully: "Today the college opens two floors."

"Yeah." The old Taoist answered casually.

Listening to something wrong, Li Qingshan raised his head, just in time to see the old Taoist priest staring at a beautiful middle-aged female Taoist official who was walking outside the corridor, and the female Taoist official smiled shyly. It's too cowardly.

Looking at this scene, Li Qingshan smiled bitterly, looked at the old Taoist and said: "Senior brother, when you enter the talisman, you swear to pure sun and enter the Tao, and you will not be close to women in your life. If this is the case, why bother to linger in the brothel every night and always have to show Do you look like a devil in sex?"

The wretched old way is the only surviving runemaster Yan Se of the South Gate of Haotian Dao. Hearing Li Qingshan's words, he shook his head in disapproval, stroking three or two beards under his jaw and retorted seriously: Then, I made the poisonous oath in the way of getting into the magic talisman, and I regretted it for half my life. Now I don't dare to break the vow, of course I dare not really be close to a woman. Why not try my best to be more slutty with my eyes? All right?"

Li Qingshan smiled helplessly. He really had nothing to do with this exquisite Dao but prefers to roll in the dust. He turned and said solemnly: "After Prince Longqing entered the second floor, the back mountain of his own academy looked at him. , Your and me responsibilities are reduced."

Hearing this, the runemaster Yan Se also rarely became serious. After a moment of indulgence, he said: "That guy is already the number two person in the adjudication department at a young age. There must be a big backer in the temple, we It’s great to not touch your hands."

The status of the South Gate of Haotian Dao is always a bit embarrassing. They must first consider the interests of the Tang Empire, but the Shimen line is always in Xiling, in the gap between these and other historical sentiments and grievances. Facing the prince of Longqing, the deity that the Xiling Temple focused on, it was Li Qingshan himself. Without the sacred coat of Datang Guoshi, he would also find it extremely tricky.

As the leaders and worshippers of the South Gate of Haotian Dao, they knew the unfathomable strength of the Taomen Main Altar of Xiling Temple, so they never thought that Prince Longqing could not enter the second floor.

"Compared with the Xiling Daomen, which has accumulated for countless years, my south door is still too weak and weak, and the strength of the temple is too unfathomable. If you come to a junior at random, it will make you and I feel troubled..."

Li Qingshan looked at Yan Se with a solemn expression, and said: "Junior Master Gongsun has studied the law of the unification of talisman formations, and has exhausted the drama. Now he must stay in the mountains and cultivate himself. I don’t know how long and how long will he recover his magical powers. There is only one rune master left in my south gate, brother, and no one to follow. I really don’t know how to deal with the future situation."

A strong practitioner who can enter the realm of mindfulness is often called a great practitioner, and once a rune master who can enter the upper realm of mindfulness, he will be called a godrunner, which is used to describe that this rune master can possess Some kind of power close to God.

In ordinary battles, runemasters do not necessarily have more powerful magical methods than other major practitioners. However, runes can help practice, strengthen armor, deploy formations, and benefit the military, even You can move clouds and rain.

One of the most difficult ways of practice is the most difficult learning in all practice methods. It pays great attention to the comprehension and aptitude of the practitioner. This kind of comprehension aptitude is extremely difficult to explain in words and can only be classified as a natural sensitivity to runes. , Is purely an innate ability, completely unable to cultivate through acquired perception.

It is rumored that Liu Bai, the sword sage of the Southern Jin Dynasty, once tried to reveal the Talisman Dao. However, even such a person who is recognized as having a talent for the world could not make a step forward on the Fu Dao.

So for sects and countries, the existence of runemasters is undoubtedly the most precious but also the most scarce key person, so there is a saying that countries without runemasters are small countries, without runes The genre of the teacher is not qualified to enter the stream at all.

The Tang Empire dominates the world, but there are no more than ten runemasters. Most runemasters are fascinated by the world of paper and ink runes. Regardless of the world, they can't live in seclusion in the mountains, but Liao really walks in the world. Liao San counts people. Xiling Temple claims to have the most powerful practitioners in the world, but it is believed that the number of runemasters who are born is also extremely small.

The South Gate of Haotian Road enshrines Yan Se. He is such a magician. He faintly thinks that after his death, there will be no magician in the South Gate. He can't help but feel sad, picking up the teacup and chatting for spirits. All in one fell swoop.

Putting down the wine glass, he looked at the southward sky of the Taoist Temple and said with emotion: "The academy does not ask about the world, but it faintly checks and balances everything in the world. I have to admit that it has its own confidence. Only I, a veteran who knows, there are three old guys. Hidden in the academy."

The old man in this sentence naturally refers to the highly respected runemaster.

Li Qingshan frowned and said: "I heard that the man responsible for opening the second floor of the academy today... is a rune master, but he didn't find out who it was."

"It should be Yellow Crane." Yan Se said blankly: "Those old guys have been hiding in the academy for so many years, probably because he has not been able to get rid of his heart."

"I heard that Long Qing suffered some losses at Victory Curie the other day."

Li Qingshan suddenly changed the subject and said indifferently: "Although he belongs to the same line, that young man is the key training target of Taoism. As a Nanmen priest, I shouldn't gloat for misfortune, but I don't know why. I heard the news. , I have never been able to suppress my joy. Whenever I talk about it, I have to deliberately not laugh."

"The temple prefers that Longqing take over the throne of Yan Kingdom. That day, the princess sends Prince Yan back to the country. This opportunity will not be missed by either Li Qi or Prince Longqing himself."

"Zeng Jing is also with him." He said to Yan Se: "It's a pity that he didn't expect that he was put on one of his best speech skills."

Yan Se paid more attention to the name Zeng Jing, and sighed: "The queen and the princess are really in a turmoil now? Speaking of your Majesty Chunqiu Zhengsheng, will it be too early to start snatching the chair? Some?"

"It won't be enough for the power to become fire and water. Since the Qintian Supervisor, the Queen Empress has always been silent and self-sufficient. After all, Her Royal Highness is young, but she can't control it." Li Qingshan shook his head and said, "But this is not the same. We have nothing to do with each other."

"The emperor's favor, but behind the empress, there is a prince and Xiahou. Just as you say, Li Yu is young after all. Even if she is good at dancing with long sleeves, she has a lot of weight in the hearts of the younger generation, but the people around her are inevitably young and missing A bit of strength."

Li Qingshan nodded slightly and said, "That's right. It's said that the college student who crushed Prince Longqing at Triumphant Curie that day was also very close to the princess, but I heard that this little guy named Ning Que could not practice cultivation. ."

Hearing the name of Ning Que, Yan Se raised her eyebrows slightly, holding an empty glass of silence for a long time, and then whispered: "I have heard of this person, I even checked him, he really has no potential for cultivation, otherwise I will pick him as my successor."

Li Qingshan's expression suddenly became solemn. As the leader of the South Gate of Haotian Dao, he knows how difficult it is for a rune master to find a descendant, and how critical his brother's vision is.

Facing the cautious gaze of the other person, Yan Se knew what was in the mind of the junior, and sighed softly, taking out a bunch of rolled paper from his sleeve and spreading it out on the case. The thin paper was already full of wrinkles, but after a few months it was still undamaged. You can imagine its importance to the old way.

"This is a sticky note he wrote after drinking. There is no strict rules and regulations. The branches are in disorder, the mop sweeps the brush and the pen is full of intention. It seems to be scattered but can concentrate and even radiate. The words have their shapes. Accidentally, I have never seen such a way of writing."

After a moment of silence, the runemaster Yan Se said: "Unfortunately, there is no vitality fluctuation."

"In the gap, strength is becoming more and more needed, and now the only people in the South Gate who can have a place in the temple are me and brother. If what you said is true, if this is called Ning Que The students in the academy are really qualified to be your descendants. You should be very clear about how important this is to our South Gate."

The national teacher Li Qingshan looked at Yan Se solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "We must confirm again whether the college student named Ning Que can practice."

Yan Se looked at the blue sky and flowing clouds outside the temple, and slowly shook his head and said, "Don't look at it anymore. Although the little guy is rooted in the meaning of the charm, he really can't practice. It's a pity."

Li Qingshan frowned and said: "It's important, check it again."

"The military department has checked, Xiao Lu in the door has seen it, the teachers in the college have also seen it, and your disciple has also seen it, and they have confirmed that he is not good."

Yan Se looked at him indifferently, and said after a moment of silence: "In fact, I'm not reconciled to go to see him quietly afterwards, but the result is still the same."

In a faint sentence, I don't know how much regret that there is no heir behind him.

Li Qingshan was silent for a long time, flicking his sleeves and said: "Check again for the last time."

A young Taoist man with a yellow paper umbrella under his arm walked up to the two of them, kneeled down on his knees respectfully, put the yellow paper umbrella next to him, took out a stack of scrolls at the Tianshu, and lowered it His head trembled and said, "There was a report last summer that a practitioner appeared in a gambling shop in Nancheng. After investigation, that person should be Ning Que."

The room was silent and quiet, and Yan Se's chin was slack and there was no storm. He patted the table like an old and crazy tiger, and cursed furiously: "I will let you check that night! You are How did you tell me!"

"Uncle..." The young Taoist replied inexplicably: "The results of the investigation that night, Ning Que, he didn't know anything about it, and he really couldn't practice."

"Since your uncle asked you about this, why did you report from Tianshu, but you didn't tell your uncle?" Li Qingshan looked at his apprentice coldly.

The young Taoist explained in a low voice: "The young man's identity is a bit special, so...Even after the Tianshu office found it, he didn't tell me."

"What's special?"

"The man named Ning Que seems to know Siye Qi."

"Then?"

"Qi Si is from Chao Xiaoshu."

"Then?"

"Chao Xiaoshu... is your majesty's person."

The young Taoist raised his head, looked at the master and his uncle, and whispered: "If Ning Que is your majesty's dark pen, Tianshu must remain silent."

Yan Se didn't seem to hear what he said at all, just staring blankly at the files on the case, his old lips moved slightly, and muttered: "That kid can really practice? How is this possible? He knows nothing..."

Li Qingshan Yu Guang noticed that the green veins of the right hand pressed by the senior brother on the wooden floor were exposed and trembling slightly, knowing that his heart must be emotionally turbulent at this time and it is difficult to hold himself.

"Brother."

"Hmm."

The two big figures at the top of the South Gate of Haotian Dao looked at each other, taking a fancy to the determination and determination in each other's eyes, and nodded slightly.

Li Qingshan said in a deep voice: "As long as it is confirmed that Ning Que is really qualified to be your heir, then no matter if he is your majesty's dark chess or the princess's hidden, I will definitely **** him over to you as your heir. !"

The door of Lao Bi Zhai in Lin 47 Lane was smashed open. Those neighbors in the neighborhood who wanted to fight against the injustice looked at the servants around the door of Lao Bi Zhai, and the officials with a dangerous smell. There was silence subconsciously.

Guo Shi Li Qingshan took Yan Se into Lao Bi Zhai. They did not see Ning Que, but they saw the two characters hanging on the wall. The signature of the characters was Ning Que.

"Good word."

Yan Se expressed his opinion concisely and clearly, then looked at Li Qingshan, and said: “If you were confident of six points before, now your confidence has risen to eight points. If you can see his greed and thirst for pen and ink Yes, then I have great confidence!"

Li Qingshan frowned and asked: "What kind of assurance?"

"If you can make me more hungry in his pen and ink."

Yan Se stared into his eyes and solemnly said: "You must hand him over to me, I am sure that in ten years, there will be another magician at the south gate of Haotian Road."

Before going out, this respected runemaster looked at the unsightly licensed incense workshops around and said with emotion: "Who would have thought that there is a genius of Fudao hidden in such a small bookstore on the side streets and alleys. Calligraphy everyone?

Hearing these words, Li Qingshan vaguely remembered something, and Huo Ran turned to look at the two original Ning Que paintings hanging on the wall of the old Bi Zhai, and frowned suddenly.

Outside the royal study room of the imperial palace, the young **** Lu Ji respectfully saluted and said: "Report to the national teacher, your majesty is discussing the Yan Guozheng and major events with the ministers in the court meeting, your majesty said before using the tea porridge, since the national teacher rarely wants to appreciate the words , Please come by yourself, just don’t mess up the bookshelf."

Listening to this, Li Qingshan did not hesitate to push the door of the Imperial Study Room.

Yan Se stared at the unfolded scroll, looking at the vivid and vivid words "Blooming on the other side of the sky" on it, the old face gradually showed endless joy and admiration.

Li Qingshan looked at him solemnly and asked: "Brother, can you see hunger and thirst?"

"Although the writing is completely different from the chicken soup post, I can confirm that it was written by the same person." Yan Se's voice trembled slightly, "As for hunger and thirst... I can see that kid just wrote this Like a fox who has not eaten chicken for 800 years, he is greedy."

The young Taoist glanced from the side and asked puzzledly: "I have seen the double hook copy of this character on the Master Jijiu Mansion. Master Jijiu commented that these five characters are full of energy, without a trace of fatigue and no trace. It’s hard to find in the world, so why do you say hunger and thirst?"

"You know what a fart!" Yan Se cursed with a dishevelled face: "You must be hungry and thirsty before you can catch a pen and immerse yourself in a book, how can you write so full of anger?"

The young Taoist retreats neatly.

Li Qingshan stared at Yan Se's eyes and suddenly asked, "Ten percent?"

Yan Se looked back into his eyes and said forcefully, "Ten percent!"

Li Qingshan waved his sleeves and laughed a long time, green leaves flying in the imperial garden.

Yan Se stroked his beard lightly, smiled drunkly, and the pen and paper in the imperial study room shook slightly.

"Find him."

"He is not at home."

"He is a student in the college. The second floor is opened today, of course in the college."

"He doesn't know how to practice, what does it matter for him to open the second floor?"

"The problem is that he can practice now, so we will rush to find him."

"It makes sense."

"You go to me?"

"I went there too much movement, in case the college finds Ning Que's ability, it will not be beautiful."

"Then I will go."

The more the teacher and the worshippers were talking, the happier they were. The young Taoist watched the two elders excited and stopped talking. Whether in Nanmen Temple or at Tianshu, his duty is to fill up the vacancies for the teachers, so although he was scolded repeatedly today, he knew that this sentence would affect the mood of the two elders, but still have to say.

"Master, Master, since Ning Que can practice, he will definitely try to enter the second floor...If he enters the second floor, what shall we do?"

Li Qingshan and Yan Se suddenly stiffened. After a while, they thought about something and breathed out at the same time. Li Qingshan stared at the young Taoist and cursed: "Even if he can practice cultivation, can he still beat Prince Longqing? He can't get in the second floor!"

Yan Se shook his head and said with emotion: "The **** son of Xiling who was still having a headache before, now I want to come, but I have to thank him for directly breaking Ning Que's hope of entering the second floor."

Li Qingshan took out a token from the yellow belt and handed it to Yan Se, and solemnly said, "Don’t let the old guys in the college find out that except for the college, whoever dares to stop the brother, you can just open it directly, and even use the name of my south gate. !"

Yan Se took the token, looked at him with a funny expression, and asked, "How to fix it?"

"Just do whatever you want."

"Including Mo Li and Long Qing?"

"Of course."

The young Taoist smiled bitterly and interjected again inopportunely: "Master, the two people who were sent to Chang'an from Xiling Temple, it’s fine if we don’t take the initiative to cooperate with Nanmen. If we want to be hostile to them, I’m afraid it’s not justified. ."

"What can't be justified?"

Yan Se glared at him fiercely, waving his old and smelly robe and sternly shouted: "I have lived for eighty years to find such a heir! Who dares to stop me!"

Li Qingshan said with a cold voice: "Brother must bring him back here. My follow-up hope at the South Gate of Haotian Road lies in this. If anyone dares to stop, kill them!"

Outside the imperial study room, the little **** Lu Ji kept open his ears to eavesdrop on the impassioned conversations of the Taoist priests inside, saying that eavesdropping is actually not accurate. For those Taoists with magical skills, any of his actions are I can't hide it from the other party, but the other party doesn't care.

Lu Ji glanced at the closed door of the Yushufang, then glanced at the direction of Yezheng Hall, and meditated in his heart that the identity of that guy was finally going to be exposed, whether for the leader Xu or himself, This is the last chance.

The idea was set, he didn’t care about so much anymore, and ran towards the Yeejeong Hall with his small legs, thinking that he had to tell your Majesty before the national teacher, just seeing your Majesty’s face, what should I say? Get rid of your own sin...

"Your Majesty is overjoyed!"

"Everyone who wrote about the flowers blooming in the sky has finally been found!"

"His... his name is Ning Que."

Ning Que didn’t know that Datang Guoshi and a magician saw him as the only hope to change the embarrassing and fatal situation in the south gate of Haotian Road. He wanted to sweep all the ghosts and snakes to **** talents, crying and shouting to accept He is an apprentice.

He didn't know that the character he wrote in the Imperial Study Room last year, the character that had been swaggered for months in the ministers' homes in various imitations, was about to jump out of the sea. Later, the aloof Emperor Datang might hold his hands with tears in his eyes, crying like Ai Qing, I have been looking for you so hard, and then reward him with countless beautiful maidservants.

He doesn’t know these things. He still struggles to walk on the mountain road at the back of the college. He only knows that the **** mountain road is getting harder and harder to walk. He only knows that there is a wooden bridge in front of the mountain road, and the other end of the bridge is standing. Several climbers.

The climbers either supported the tree or leaned on the bridge, with a tired expression and a pale face. One of them looked at the seemingly endless trail and sat down on the ground slowly, pale and desperate.

It is Xie Chengyun.