Chapter 2662 The daughter of Pluto, the first lecturer

The unknowable places in the world are divided into one temple, one temple, one gate and two floors. The temple is the Zhishou Temple, the temple is the Hanging Temple, the gate is the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and the second floor is naturally the second floor of the academy.

It stands to reason that unknown places should be in some mysterious areas outside the secular world. Very few people can see these places with their own eyes, and even those who have been there will not talk about them after they come out, so they are called unknown places. But the academy is located in the south of Chang'an City. Everyone knows where it is, but it is also called an unknown place, which is very unreasonable.

Although the second floor of the academy is rarely seen in the world, compared with the Zhishou Temple somewhere in the mountains and the Hanging Temple far away in the wilderness, it should indeed be regarded as being in the world of mortals. But there was once a saying in the world that the joys and sorrows of the secular world and the outside world were never connected. If they could be connected, they would be sages.

If they can communicate with each other, they are sages. Although the Master never admits that he is a saint, the second floor of the academy is recognized as a place for sages.

The second floor of the academy is known as the only place of sages in the world, so it can naturally be regarded as an unknowable place, even the most unknowable place in the world.

Zhao Wuhao had already seen the second floor of the academy, and he was not disappointed, because there was a bright lamp that could illuminate the burning night. He could feel it all the time in the academy, But Zhao Wuhao had no chance to see other unknown places.

Fortunately, there is a Demon Sect Master on the second floor of the academy. Although he has not yet reached the Heavenly Demon Realm, he has been able to see some of the 23-year-old cicada. This Demon Sect Mountain Sect has seen most of it, and now he only has It’s time to tell Shouguan and Xuankong Temple.

Yuelun Country is a Buddhist country. Everyone in the country believes in Buddha and is extremely pious. In this country, even Haotian's belief is not as much as that of Buddha. In the west of Yuelun Kingdom, in the extreme western wasteland, there is An incredible temple. The scale of the temple is not large, but it embodies the Zen spirit of the supreme wonderland and the sound of Buddha. Seeing this temple is like seeing the pure land in the Buddhist scriptures, solemn, sacred, holy and pure.

This temple is the place of Buddha's nirvana, the Xuankong Temple. In the main hall of the Xuankong Temple, an old monk is wearing a monk's robe, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform. Hanging slightly, he muttered something in his mouth, as if he was chanting sutras, and there were bursts of Zen sounds. It seemed like countless ants flew up in the void, entering the endless pure land, leaving the world of mortals, and not suffering from reincarnation.

The old monk is thin, with extremely long eyebrows that rest on both sides of his eyes. There is a bit of bitterness on his face, but his eyes are extremely bright and clear, like a child's, with clear black and white, without a trace of the old man's turbid and dark yellow color, which makes people feel Knowing that this old monk is extraordinary, he must be an enlightened and enlightened monk.

"First of all, the identity of the daughter of Hades has been confirmed, and her traces have been found. She is heading to Chang'an City. There is an academy in the Tang Dynasty. I'm afraid we won't be able to stop her!"

On both sides of the old monk, there were dozens of ascetic monks sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, with serious expressions on their faces. Each of them gave people a feeling of incomparable perseverance, just like the indestructible King Kong guarding the Buddha. Protector, these ascetics have very terrible minds. They have experienced countless hardships in the human world, including joy, anger, sorrow, birth, old age, illness and death, but nothing can cause a single ripple in their hearts, which cannot be shaken.

But at this time, the faces of these ascetics showed expressions of emotion, just because of the name Pluto’s Daughter. Ever since Xuankong Temple’s contemporary walking seven thoughts sent back the news of Pluto’s daughter’s birth, Xuankong Temple has been After searching for the daughter of Hades, I finally got the news and confirmed the identity of the daughter of Hades, but I didn't expect that the other party went to Chang'an City.

Although the Tang Dynasty is the most powerful country in the world, and Chang'an City is also the largest city in the world, these are not in the eyes of Xuankong Temple. What they are afraid of is the academy outside Chang'an City, and what they are afraid of is the Master in the academy. At that time, the master of Zhishou Temple and the chief lecturer of Xuankong Temple were unable to stop the Master. In the end, they were forced to dare not set foot in the Central Plains. One was trapped in the wilderness of the far west and never stepped into the secular world again; the other never stepped into the Central Plains. The mainland can only live drifting on the sea.

Fuzi, the dean of Datang Academy, is a legendary name. Although this name has gradually been forgotten by the world and many practitioners, in the minds of those truly powerful practitioners, this name has always been the most powerful name in the world.

Many people are speculating on how tall the Master is.

The master of Zhishou Temple and the chief lecturer of Xuankong Temple were once defeated by Master's stick. They once thought that they could roughly estimate how tall Master was, but then they found that they were wrong.

The proud swordsman Liu Bai has never respected or feared others in his life. However, because the Master has not been interested in world affairs for many years, he guessed that the Master should be in the legendary state of tranquility and inaction. However, he was shocked to discover that he was still wrong. I bow my head and only worship the Master.

Master Yan Se, the Great Master of the Tang Dynasty, once thought that the Master was as tall as several floors, but later he discovered that he had also guessed wrong, and that the Master was actually as tall as the sky.

The old monk's long eyebrows twitched slightly, his eyes were raised, endless compassion flashed in his eyes, he clasped his hands together, and under the gaze of the ascetics, he softly recited Amitabha and said with a firm expression.

"The appearance of the daughter of Hades will be a huge disaster for all living beings. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Chang'an City, I haven't been there for a long time!"

The meaning of the old monk's words is very obvious. He is leaving the Hanging Temple and heading to Chang'an City for the daughter of Pluto. After all, once the daughter of Pluto awakens, she will leave a mark on the world and let Pluto find the world coordinates, and everyone will fall into eternal night. Among them, this was something he couldn't tolerate. Even if he had to face the unfathomable Master again, he would go to Chang'an resolutely. Presumably the Master would not stop him from saving the world.

In the thirteenth year of the Apocalypse, the spring in Chang'an was beautiful. The spring rain came from time to time, bringing out green leaves and tender flowers all over the streets and alleys. No matter you were standing in the threshold or standing in the pavilion. , you can see the colors of life as far as the eye can see. Lane 47 in Dongcheng Lin seems to come alive with the increasingly dense spring scenery, and the excitement is gradually becoming more and more lively.

After the Chunfeng Pavilion incident, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue was demoted, and the Qing Yun Department was purged from top to bottom. The land acquisition matter that had been fussing for a long time naturally ended without any problem. The Qing Yun Secretary's warehouse on the other side of the wall was as silent as a big tomb. Although the Yulong Gang was forced to step onto the bright stage, they did not forget to take advantage of the situation and cleanse the entire city of darkness. At this time, no one dared to do anything to the street facing Xiaoshu, or even take a look at it. Don't dare.

It was originally an excellent location, a quiet place for business, but now without the pressure of the government and the intimidation of the underworld, those closed shop doors will naturally reopen, whether it is a new boss who takes over, or someone who sees an opportunity and quickly spends a lot of money The old bosses who had bought back the lease all rolled up their sleeves and were ready to take advantage of the warm spring weather to have a good time.

Business is a human industry, and what matters is gathering wealth and attracting people. In the past, Forty-seven Lanes were deserted and deserted, and there was a sense of decay in their bones. Naturally, no one wanted to come and visit. Now, all the shops on the street are open. It's hot under the spring trees, and people naturally gather here.

Compared with neighboring shops, the business of Lao Bizhai is extremely poor, because the boss of Lao Bizhai is a weirdo and cannot open the door once a month.

In his spare time, Zhao Wuhao would also write a piece of calligraphy and hang it in Laobi Zhai, with a sky-high price tag, and almost no one cared about it. Laobi Zhai had only been open for a short time and had no reputation. Logically speaking, it should have closed down long ago. , but fortunately, there is a rich man who likes Zhao Wuhao's works very much. Every time Laobi Zhai opens the door, he will definitely let people come to buy Zhao Wuhao's calligraphy without even negotiating the price. It is very extravagant, so it is not like this Let Laobi Zhai close down, it can be regarded as three years without opening, and three years after opening.

Chang'an, the most majestic city in the world, certainly deserves its reputation, because this city is so huge that the empire actually opened eighteen city caves in the four directions of east, west, north and south. But even so, the number of high-ranking officials who enter and leave the city every day Nobles and common people still blocked these city holes from time to time and formed extremely long queues on the official roads.

A group of serious-looking sergeants stood guard in front of the gate of Chang'an City. They were filled with a strong aura of evil and blood, which made the people queuing in awe. No one dared to be arrogant here. At most, they just secretly cursed a few words to vent their inner feelings. of irritability.

Among the people queuing up, a young man from Weicheng came to this majestic city with his little maid and handed over his military documents.

The sergeant guarding the city gate discovered that this young man was actually a fellow soldier and had made many military exploits on the front line. The serious expression on his face suddenly became much gentler, but when his eyes fell on Ning Que's back, he poked the three men in the sky. As he held the handle of the knife, he couldn't help but frown.

"This is a family heirloom sword. Our ancestors once told us about it."

Ning Que carefully looked at the sergeant, found a nonsense reason, and explained to him.

"Where the sword is, the man is there; when the sword dies, the man dies!"

The sergeant looked at him expressionlessly, said what he said directly, waved his hand and said contemptuously.

"I have to hear this kind of thing eight hundred times a day. Little guy, please save your time and unpack the package. With these two little guys carrying such a big package, it doesn't look like you are here to take an exam. It feels like you are just moving." "

When the sergeant said this, he moved his eyes and looked at the little maid with ordinary appearance, thin and short, slightly dark skin, the big black umbrella behind Sangsang, and asked with a frown.

"What kind of umbrella is this? Why is it so big?"

Sang Sang turned her back and held the middle part of the big black umbrella, raised her little face, looked at the sergeant coldly, and said confidently.

"When the umbrella is there, people are there, but when the umbrella is gone, people are gone."

The sergeant looked at the little black girl, gave a thumbs up, showed an expression of appreciation, nodded and said.

"This is the first time I've heard this statement. It's new!"

Ning Que was untying the package beside him, with a wry smile on his young face. Only he knew that Sang Sang's statement about "the umbrella is still around" was not a joke, but the truth.

The big package was opened, and there were bedding, blankets, and some miscellaneous things inside. The only thing worthy of special attention was a boxwood bow and a few tubes of feather arrows. When the sergeant turned over these things, his expression changed slightly.

The city gate of Chang'an City is long and dark. The exit on the inner side of the city is far away. It looks like a small shining hole. You can vaguely see a sunset setting in the distance, and the red light slants in. However, It didn't get very far before it was swallowed up by the darkness and noise.

Ning Que and Sang Sang followed the crowd towards Chang'an City. Sangsang asked curiously as she struggled to weigh the heavy package behind her to make the straps more comfortable on her shoulders.

"Master, are all the people in Chang'an as talkative as that military master?"

"almost."

Ning Que weakly answered the little maid's question, looked around at the surrounding environment, and said casually.

"With all the wealth and power in the world concentrated in this city, the people of Chang'an are inevitably a bit proud, but the more proud they are, the more polite and tolerant they are to outsiders, because they want to show their own demeanor, and they are indeed a group of people. Very personable guy.”

"But if you don't show your pride, anyone will panic. What about the Chang'an people? They just talk! From the carriage shop to the yamen, all Chang'an people are very good at chatting, from the secrets of the royal family to the brothel. It seems that there is nothing in the world that they don’t know. Of course, what they like most is to talk about the wars and personnel affairs of the countries in the world or the counties of the Tang Dynasty in a calm tone, as if each of them is a prime minister. generally."

The little maid giggled when she heard her young master's explanation. The clear laughter echoed in the city gate, which was very pleasant. It made the heat in the hearts of the people who had been waiting in line for a long time quietly dissipate, and everyone felt much more relaxed.

When checked in the city gate cave, there was no tragic scene of knife destruction and death. The big black umbrella was now carried on Ning Que's back. The three knives on Ning Que's back were put into the package. The boxwood hardwood knife The bow was also lowered. After completing this, the chatty sergeant let them go without making any trouble.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were very martial, and if they didn't have a few weapons to take advantage of, it would be more painful than taking their own lives. Therefore, the empire's control in this area has always been very loose. Swords are allowed in Chang'an City, but not knives. Bows and arrows are allowed. But bows and arrows must be unstringed, and crossbows must be used by the forbidden army. Other than that, there are no restrictions.

As for whether you will secretly string your bow and take out your sword after walking into the city, no one will care about you, not even the Chang'an Mansion, not the military, not even His Majesty the Emperor in the palace. Why care about these things.

Outside Chang'an City, an old monk wearing a hat and holding a tin staff came from a distance. The old monk held a tin staff and stopped not far from Chang'an City. He quietly watched the young man and the maid enter the city. He frowned slightly and said with a sigh.

"I came a step too late and actually entered Chang'an City. I can only wait for the other party to leave the city!"

The old monk looked up at the majestic Chang'an City, with a somewhat solemn look on his face. The entire Chang'an City appeared in his eyes, with the bustling and bustling appearance gone, leaving only silence and a sense of separation after his eyes were opened. A sense of historical vicissitudes left to this majestic city over thousands of years filled the old monk's heart.

Chang'an City is actually a grand formation. This majestic city in the world has gathered the wisdom of countless cultivators from previous generations. It took the Tang Empire 30 years of financial resources to expand and build it. Of course, it should be the strongest in the world. It is a large formation, so the formation is called Jingshen.

Naturally, this amazing formation in Chang'an City cannot be seen with the naked eye. Most of it is buried underground. The center of the formation is conveniently located under the imperial palace, and the root of the formation is located on Zhuque Street. The formation roots extend all the way to the south gate of Suzaku, then spread out through the city wall, and then return through all the city caves in the inner city and outer city.

The formation in Chang'an City can be seen as a huge and extremely complex spell. This talisman is composed of countless divine talismans. As long as the array eyes are opened, this huge talisman will be activated to protect this majestic city and its residents.

Once this formation is activated, no one knows what it will look like, whether it will cover the sky and the sun, dark clouds rolling in, or the earth will shake, the mountains will shake, and the city will remain motionless. No one knows what that picture will look like. I believe that even the designers and the previous generations of practitioners who were responsible for building the formation don't know, and they don't want to know, because the activation of the Shocking God Formation means that Chang'an City The city is about to be broken. If that day comes, it can only mean that the Tang Empire is on the verge of destruction.

Although the old monk's cultivation is extremely tyrannical, second only to the top figures below the Academy Master, and has transcended the world, he still does not dare to face the shocking formation of Chang'an City. He can only stay outside the city and wait patiently for the daughter of Hades. Out of town.

In the spring of the 13th year of the Apocalypse, the academy's enrollment period started again. At this time, it was the darkness of dawn. The spacious Suzaku Street seemed a little dark, and it was jammed with hundreds of carriages. There was a light rain in the sky, and it was wet. Countless wheels were moving on the bluestone floor, and horses' hooves were kicking at the rain angrily.

The carriages of the Ministry of Etiquette transporting the candidates preparing for the examination were released first. Under the command of the city gate army, the carriages of the candidates holding admission examination certificates also struggled to squeeze out a bloody road and formed a long queue along the Drum Tower towards the Suzaku Gate. Today's The most important people were those preparing for the exams at Chang'an City Academy. Those officials from various ministries and even the carriages of royal family members who attended the opening ceremony were squeezed to the side. As for the wealthy businessmen and scholars who bought tickets to watch the excitement, even more He was unceremoniously pushed to the rear.

Ning Que and Sang Sang sat in the carriage, lifting the curtains from time to time to look at what was going on around them. Their slightly nervous and anxious mood gradually calmed down. When the carriage finally drove out of the south gate of Chang'an City, it headed south along the spacious official road. As we set off towards the extremely high Yunzhongshan Mountains, we even felt in the mood to appreciate the scenery.

The spring rain is still pouring down, but the high mountain that rises abruptly from the Hewei plain is not affected at all, because the mountain peak is clear and bright before, and the mountain peak is above the rain clouds, projected by the rising sun. The brilliance is reflected by the cliffs, spreading out patches of light to the world, and it feels very warm.

As he drove in the drizzle and looked at the mountain peaks in the morning sun in the distance, Ning Que's mood suddenly became extremely calm. For some reason, he felt that there was something very attractive to him there, and there was a certain smell that he liked very much. South of Chang'an, Under the mountain is the academy.

Little did the young man and his maid know that the moment they walked out of Chang'an City in a carriage, how many people's minds were affected and the situation was about to break out.

The old monk stood up in the wilderness, his robes were wet by the rain, but he didn't care at all. His thin body stood like a mountain, wearing a hat on his head and holding a tin staff, looking at the carriage convoy approaching in the distance. , a smile appeared on the old face, and he whispered.

"Finally out!"