Chapter 2672 Above the throne of God, under the sky

Haotian is the highest and only faith in the world. Countless believers in the world devoutly use their spirit and money to worship the Taoist temples all over the world. The temple located in the Taoshan Mountain in Xiling is the supreme center that influences and even controls these Taoist temples and secular imperial power.

The Taoist sect in the Xiling Temple is led by the head priest, and the affairs of the Taoist sect are specifically managed by three high priests. These three high priests have great authority, majesty, and high status, so they are called the God's Throne.

The three divine thrones are the Great Priest of Heaven, the Great Priest of Judgment, and the Great Priest of Light.

Among them, the Great Judge is responsible for judging heretics and hunting down the remnants of the Demon Sect. He has countless strong men under his command, is the most powerful, and has the greatest power on the surface. The chief priest of the Heavenly Mandate understands Haotian's will, compiles classics, and controls various Taoist temples in the world. He has great influence in the world.

The Great Priest of Guangming is the most special existence among the three gods. He has no specific allocation of Taoist affairs, but has the power to contact all Taoist affairs. Because anyone who can become a great priest of light must be the most proficient in the teachings of the temple, the most steadfast in faith, and the most disgusted with the dark shadows of the world.

Thousands of years ago, a bright priest from the Xiling Temple carried the Ming Scroll into the wilderness to preach. It could be said that he was carrying the most arduous and important historical mission of the Haotian Dao Sect, so you can imagine his status.

It's just a pity that for some reason, the Great Priest of Light gave up the Haotian God's family and founded his own sect, thus creating a Demon Sect in the world. He has been fighting against the Haotian Dao Sect to this day. Even though the Demon Sect was severely suppressed and culled by the Xiling Temple, he is still dead. It is not stiff, from which we can imagine its power.

The successive Great Priests of Guangming in the Xiling Temple were all such great and outstanding figures, so in fact, although there is no ranking within the temple, the Great Priest of Guangming is clearly the head of the three gods, only under the headmaster. Over the years, edicts issued in the name of the Three Gods of Xiling occasionally appeared in the world.

However, no one knew that the Guangming Great Priest, who was highly respected in the world, was actually imprisoned by the temple in a gloomy and dark pavilion at the back foot of Taoshan Mountain, where the sun never saw the light of the year. He was imprisoned for fourteen years.

The middle-aged priest kneeling in front of the wooden fence could not suppress the excitement in his heart. Among Xiling, he was the only one who could often see the old man behind the wooden fence. He was extremely excited every time he saw the old man.

This middle-aged priest is the most trusted subordinate of the High Priest of Adjudication. Even the two Adjudicators, Ye Hongyu and Prince Longqing, are not as trusted as him. However, no matter how high his status becomes, he only needs to walk into the dark pavilion. , I feel that I am still the young man who just came to Taoshan from the Songguo Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, and the old man behind the fence is still the great priest of light who has a high status and is deeply loved by his followers.

The middle-aged priest believes in Haotian and yearns for light. He is willing and only willing to devote all his love and respect to the bright priest who guides him on the bright road, and even burns his life and soul for it.

Wei Guangming looked at the middle-aged priest calmly. His face was heavily wrinkled and his expression was extremely gentle. There was no aura of wisdom and majesty like the sea, nor was there any sign of the embarrassment and frustration of living in a cage.

The middle-aged priest touched his forehead to the ground and spoke softly to Wei Guangming with great respect.

"The High Priest of Judgment asked, so I came to see you."

Wei Guangming looked at the only middle-aged priest he had seen in the past fourteen years, his face was solemn and full of devotion to Guangming, and he said lightly.

"If you don't come to see me, I want to see you too."

The middle-aged priest was shocked. This has never happened before. The Great Priest Guangming is the person closest to Guangming in the world. Could it be that something terrible happened? His voice trembled. He looked up at Wei Guangming piously and asked in fear. road.

"God, what did you see?"

Wei Guangming slowly turned around and looked out from the tiny glass-lined hole in the room. Outside the hole was deep fog and darkness, and he couldn't see the sun, but he knew that was the north. The holy light in his deep-set eye sockets gradually dissipated. Go, the black pupils are strangely enlarged, occupying the entire eyeball, looking like a transparent black jade without a trace of dust.

"I saw the shadow of the night appearing in Chang'an City."

Hearing these words, the middle-aged priest kneeling outside the wooden fence started to tremble even more. The Great Priest of Light, who had been imprisoned for many years, was still the Great Priest of Light. Every word he said made sense. , for the middle-aged priest, there is almost no difference from Haotian's will.

The Great Priest of Light does not have the ability to predict the movement of all things in the world. That is the God-given ability of the Oracle of Heaven. However, as a Great Priest with the purest and firmest Taoist heart, and every hair and blood drop is filled with light, he has a very special The ability to see the true darkness in the world.

Fifteen years ago, the Great Priest of Guangming once saw the shadow of the night floating from the wasteland to the Tang Empire. It was precisely because of this belief that the Xiling Temple did so many things in that powerful empire in the north at all costs, leading to The General's Mansion was wiped out, and Ning Que fled to the border city of Weicheng.

However, it was precisely because of this incident that the Great Priest of Light, who had a high status within the temple, was instantly thrown into the dust. Faced with the wrath of the headmaster, especially the gaze of the master of Zhishou Guan, a man as powerful and wise as him could not do anything at all. Unable to do anything to resist, he has since become an unknown prisoner in the back foothills of Taoshan.

"This matter should be reported to the Judgment God's Throne, no, Lord Headmaster."

Although the middle-aged priest has a high status in the Judgment Department, when facing the three major priests, he is still a small figure and cannot interfere in such matters. His first thought is to report to his superiors.

However, Wei Guangming smiled and shook his head, chose a completely different path, and spoke quietly.

"This temple!"

With a faint sigh, the dust on the fence started to fly.

"And the temple at the back of the palace has fallen into decay."

The Great Priest of Light, who had been imprisoned for many years for no reason, was qualified to make cold accusations against the temple and even the Taoist temple.

When the middle-aged priest saw this scene, his pupils shrank tightly and his heart trembled, but he did not dare to stop him, so he just asked in awe.

"Are you... leaving?"

Wei Guangming looked at him quietly. His sunken eye sockets had long since returned to their original state. The holy brilliance gave his eyes an air of indifference and hollowness. His dry lips trembled slightly and he spoke without any ripples.

"If I leave, you will die, and many people will die."

"There are many people in the temple who, like me, are willing to give their lives."

The middle-aged priest did not hesitate, his expression was resolute, full of firm and pious faith in the light, he put aside life and death, and said with a smile,

"For light to come to earth."

Wei Guangming was imprisoned for fourteen years. Because of the darkness he saw in his eyes, he finally decided to escape from the temple's secluded pavilion. He looked quietly at the middle-aged priest kneeling outside the fence, as if he had seen the young Taoist priest many years ago, whose eyes were full of awe and worship. The wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper, and the wrinkles were full of compassion and mercy. breath.

Wei Guangming walked to the seemingly loose and low wooden fence that had been there for fourteen years, and a firm and bright voice echoed in the air.

"My heart has no cage, how can the cage stop me? My heart is bright, how can the light stop me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Guangming pushed towards the wooden fence, his movements normal and casual, just like pushing open the squeaking wooden door at home. As soon as the old fingers touched the wooden fence, the wooden fence silently shattered into powder and turned into countless shining dust, floating everywhere in the void.

The Judgment Priest on the black jade throne of the South China Sea suddenly stiffened, and two tiny specks of light suddenly appeared in his majestic eyes as deep as the sea. Poof! Thick blood spurted out from his mouth and fell on the crimson robe, so dazzling that it was like the bright sun.

That night, fourteen priests in Taoshan were reduced to ashes in the light, and a total of three hundred people in the Temple of Light were executed. The Great Priest Guangming, who had been imprisoned for fourteen years, successfully escaped from the Xiling Temple. He was the only prisoner in history to leave the You Pavilion at the back of Taoshan alive.

Yangguan, the southernmost part of the Tang Empire, was noisy, with countless caravans waiting to enter. There was an ordinary carriage lined up in a regular queue. In the carriage, an old man with dry hair and deep eyes was closing his eyes to meditate. He opened his eyes and looked towards the distant Chang'an City in the north. His eyes were filled with hot and majestic light.

Wei Guangming is the great priest of Haotian Dao Sect. Although he has been imprisoned for more than ten years, there are still countless powerful priests in the temple who are willing to sacrifice everything for him. There are even countless people who are loyal to him in Taoist temples all over the world. Escape from Taoshan After being imprisoned in Houlu, someone naturally helped him reach Chang'an quietly.

After getting off the carriage outside Xiongcheng and walking along the deep and thick south gate, Wei Guangming drooped his eyes, hunched his body, and walked slowly forward on the stone road. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. The moment he stepped onto Suzaku Street, his right foot stiffened slightly, then he took it back, turned around and walked towards the east.

"What a huge divine formation!"

In the eyes of passers-by around him, the old Wei Guangming only had some inconvenience in his legs and feet and did not notice anything strange.

Little did he know that at the moment when the old man's right foot was about to step onto the street, the painting of Suzaku deep in the stone ground in the distance on Zhuque Street slowly opened its eyes and then retreated in shock. This great priest of light in Xiling Temple.

Although the Shocking God Formation has not been operating, it still obscures the secrets of the sky, preventing the Great Priest of Light from seeing the shadow of darkness. He can only use the most stupid method to find his own suffering in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City. I have been chasing the shadow for fourteen years.

Wei Guangming restrained all his aura, forgot about his Taoist heart, and turned into a very ordinary, skinny old man. He chose an ordinary inn to stay in, and spent the whole day wandering the streets and alleys of Chang'an City with his hands behind his back, hunched over, eating ordinary meals, drinking tea soup with minced cheeks, listening to a little ditty, and passing the time. , spending time leisurely.

As winter grew stronger and the chill grew stronger, the skinny old man went to buy an ordinary thick cotton-padded jacket. While wandering around, he came across a stall selling hot and sour noodle soup. Smelling the aroma, he bought a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup, but someone accidentally spilled it on the front of his cotton-padded jacket.

A little maid came over with a food box, looked at the embarrassed old man with an expressionless look, and like magic, took out a towel from her sleeve, wiped off the stains for him, and bought him a new bowl of hot and sour noodles. Soup.

The old man thanked the little maid. She shook her head, said no, and left with the food box.

The old man was stunned, then handed the bowl of hot and sour noodle soup to the old homeless beggar next to the stall, and then followed the little maid from a distance.

The more Wei Guangming looked at her, the more he felt that this little maid was indescribably cute. From appearance to temperament, she was extremely pure, like a crystal clear glass bead. As long as there was a little light shining on it, it would surely shine brightly.

As for the little girl's skin color, which is a little dark, in Wei Guangming's eyes, this blackness is so clean and bright. If people see the right thing, that kind of preference will be so distorted.

From then on, Wei Guangming went in and out of inns, ate and slept, explored secluded places, simmered the stove and drank tea, listened to music and took naps, and then saw the maid every day. This became the most important part of his life, and he even forgot that he came to Chang'an. the true purpose.

One day, Li Qingshan, the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty and the leader of the South Gate of Haotian Dao, discovered the traces of the old man. He activated the Tianluo Formation and led hundreds of crossbowmen and elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to besiege the former Great Priest of Light. Want to suppress him again.

There was a sudden change in the vitality of heaven and earth, and countless turbulences of vitality turned into unsolvable vitality locks, forcibly locking all the space around the Great Priest of Light.

With a clear dragon roar, the long sword carried behind Li Qingshan buzzed and vibrated in the scabbard. It flew out like lightning and turned into a green dragon in the air. It crossed half the street in an instant, and the dragon roar crashed into the old man of the Great Priest of Guangming. cheek.

This was a sniper kill that the Tang Empire had planned for a long time. Because the target was the terrifying Great Priest of Light, they were well prepared. In addition to these powerful attacks in the streets and alleys, there were also many follow-up arrangements.

The other party's response was very simple.

Facing the rain of crossbows in the sky, the Tianluo Formation that locked the heaven and earth, and the flying sword that turned into a blue dragon, a straight ray of light emitted from the old man's deep eyes, then a second ray, a third ray, and a thousand rays Ten thousand ways, countless ways.

Great Priest of Light, shine brightly. A sun suddenly appeared in the void, and the blazing light burst out from the eyes of the Great Priest of Light, instantly making the surrounding dark world shine extremely brightly. This dark corner became extremely holy, just like the Xiling Temple.

The exquisite divine formation Tianluo Formation inherited from Xiling Temple has no way to locate the target. The Tianluo Formation is filled with the power of light, and the Great Priest of Light is full of light from body to heart without any impurities. This is like using It is simply impossible for the crystal clear lake water to lock up a mass of clear water!

The fight between the two men shocked the city of Chang'an. A very clear and faint phantom of a Suzaku, almost invisible to the naked eye, swayed from the stone carvings on the ground. With a wave of its wings, it swept up fallen leaves and gravel, making it difficult to see. The terrifying speed as imagined, in an instant, it flew around Chang'an City in a circle.

Unfortunately, Suzaku failed to find any enemies, and there was a faint roar above the winter clouds in the sky.

The thick clouds above Chang'an City dispersed, revealing the long-lost scorching sun. The light, which was not intense, softly sprinkled down on thousands of mansions and cold houses in the world, everywhere.

Wei Guangming did not take action, did not show the slightest hostility or fighting intention, he just radiated his own light, and then passed away quietly like the light from the sun, making it difficult to find his trace. There is light everywhere in the world, how can anyone find it? bright?

Li Qingshan's efforts were in vain, he sighed, looked up at the light scattered above, and sighed.

"Above the throne of God, under the sky! I finally understand what this sentence means."

The Great Priest of Light sits high on the throne, connecting Haotian and the human world. He is the representative of light. He can see the deepest and most secret darkness, which makes the Talisman Master Li Qingshan powerless and feeling inferior!

This confrontation made Wei Guangming realize that as long as he continues to stay in Chang'an City, he will be discovered by the temple sooner or later. He needs to arrange some things. For example, the inheritance of the Great Priest Guangming cannot be cut off in his hands. The inheritance is between humans and animals. The biggest difference is that this is also the beginning of civilization, so he approaches the little maid for the first time and wants this dark and bright little maid to be his apprentice.

Wei Guangming believed in chance and believed that the little maid was his destined apprentice, and wanted to hand over all his magical skills to her.

But the little maid is a person with an abnormal brain circuit, which is quite strange. In her world, there is only a young master, who is greedy for money and timid, lazy and unworthy. The old man has seen people with such a character. He did not hesitate to face, and used all his skills to It was only through deception that the little maid was willing to learn his skills from him.

The academy is still full of vitality and vitality as usual. Zhao Wuhao is sitting in the small courtyard bored. Since the beginning of winter, he has been like a cold-blooded animal. He does not want to go to class and just wants to sleep in bed. It is already afternoon. , the bright sunshine fell on his body, bringing the rare warmth in winter. He lazily glanced in the direction of Chang'an City and said with some sigh.

"Light meets light, this is really a fateful encounter!"

"It stands to reason that as a teacher of the academy, since I have discovered that the Great Priest Guangming of the Xiling Temple has sneaked into Chang'an City, I should suppress and kill him. However, this is the temple's trouble, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"When I think about it, I feel much better. Sure enough, all jobs are self-inflicted, so you don't need to take them too seriously!"

"Hey, why did this little fat guy join in the fun and bump into Wei Guangming? It's really a headache!"

Zhao Wuhao originally wanted to ignore this great priest of Guangming, but he saw that the little fat man was greedy and came to Sangsang to beg for food, and happened to bump into Wei Guangming.

Chen Pipi secretly complained in his heart. He originally just wanted to make a living, but he was rejected by the little maid. He had an idea and remembered that Ning Que said that Sangsang had an extraordinary memory, so he used this as an excuse to test his memory with the little maid. One hundred taels, this trick really works, it hits the little maid's weakness.

But he didn't expect that the little maid was cheating and tried to memorize the codes on the banknotes. Chen Pipi lost miserably. He didn't expect that there would be people in the world who were so greedy for money. He would hide under the quilt and look at the banknotes when he had nothing to do. He had already forgotten the codes on the banknotes. I wrote it all down and was cheated out of a hundred taels.

Chen Pipi was so angry that she could only admit defeat, but she was not convinced, so she asked the little maid to play chess and taught him how to play. Unexpectedly, halfway through the game, she met the skinny old man in front of her and felt the purity in her body. The bright light made the little fat man's liver and gallbladder tremble.

The little maid couldn't play chess, so she gave up her position to the old man and slipped away. Wei Guangming looked at the chessboard with a calm expression and asked slowly.

"Who should go?"

Chen Pipi looked at the old face in front of him, at the other person's pure eyes, and at the holy brilliance in his eyes. He was really dumbfounded this time. His fingers holding the black chess piece trembled slightly. He didn't know what it was. If it falls on the chessboard, it's better to put it back in the chess urn.