Chapter 2538 Answer

"Tuhu!"

An old man wearing a felt hat and a white beard in braids, wearing a woolen coat, stood in the wind and snow. Like a majestic white lion, blocking the door of the magnificent and solemn Minhe Temple.

The figure that used to be slightly stooped now stands tall and tall. His usually cloudy eyes were frighteningly cold and bright at the moment. The slightly wider lion's nose was closed, and the voice was forced out of the throat... It was like an old lion's roar.

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 Damu Empire, Boer Jijin Eklie has been majestic for half his life. He was a powerful figure during the period of Mu Lie Emperor Helian Wenhong. He came to the political stage of Mu Country at a time when the Joint Elders Council was suppressed by the imperial power and the imperial power and theocratic power of the grasslands were juxtaposed.

When the former chief elder of the joint elders passed away, he was appointed in critical condition and showed great respect and admiration. Representing the interests of all tribes and adhering 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 and has always retained a certain amount of authority. It is the symbol of power on the vast grassland, 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 stance. This is the root reason why he has survived through many dynasties.

Blocking the gate of Muguo's ceremonial office and publicly calling out 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 can no longer be silent.

"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 the 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.

Zhao Rucheng, the temple owner of Minhe Temple, is still dealing with the aftermath of the Tianhai incident - 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 then went to the Netherworld on behalf of the Mu Kingdom, initially showing the Mu Country's attitude towards the underworld.

As the chief diplomat of the pastoral country, he could never escape when he needed to communicate with all 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!"

Goose-feather-like snowflakes melted on Ekler's felt hat. His white beard trembled: "With knives and axes, we are poking 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 is 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 are declining. 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 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, leaning on it in front of the door, and said "ha"!

"Cang Meng, the current divine envoy, 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], go deep into the snow and rescue him."

"Her Royal Highness Yunyun, the emperor's daughter, has been busy with disaster relief and rescuing 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 stand out in the wind and snow, so they are called "Yiyang Red Cavalry". Among them, both men and women have rouge pictures, which is a beautiful scenery on the grassland. Also known as "Rouge Rider".

Even this army was sent out for disaster relief, which shows how busy Yiyang Palace is already.

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 the wind and snow?"

"Today is about mission." Eklie tried his best to calm down his emotions: "I remember that the mission of the High Priest of the Crown is not in Minhe Temple, but on Qionglu Mountain."

"The Guangwen Bell was rung by [Zhi Ji Zang], and I had to keep an eye on it for a period of time to avoid future troubles. Some time ago, when Jing Guo was held accountable, I had to go to the Guanhe Tower to avoid the discord between the two countries... Did the elder forget?" Tu Hu looked up at the eaves and sighed: "You said I should hide for a while. Where can I hide when the wind and snow are overwhelming the temple?"

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 Eklie, 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 more violent, 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 never asked Tu Hu any questions. Every sentence is a statement and a determination. Never give [Tianzhi] a chance to perform.

This shows a deep sense of caution.

He has no trust in Tu Hu now!

"When I lost a move, I lost a gadget. The secret of the old god puppet has been known for a long time, and it is impossible to hide it. We have grasped the source, and we don't worry about repeating it." Tu Hu said calmly: "Of course it is. My skills are inferior to others, but even Cangtu God will forgive me if I lose to Master Penglai. Is this not a serious matter?"

"I'm afraid... it's more than that!" Eklie became more and more emotional as he spoke: "I know more than this. The high priest should not be conceited about his magical powers and treat others as blind or stupid!"

Tu Hu stood there firmly: "I don't understand what the great elder means."

Eklie stopped clicking and let out a 'ha' sound: "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 have joined forces and fought, but we have never faced life or death. The devil's 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's meddlesome. I shouldn't be nervous about this for 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 integration of all religions. Didn’t the great elder support it when Huang Relic 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: "Whether it is a small temple or a large religion, it is our Great Shepherd Church. They are all subject to 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 from their eyes and ears. But such a big movement cannot be hidden from anyone at all.

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 prairie come into conflict, it will inevitably be a huge storm that sweeps across the entire prairie.

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. 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 they have been kept a secret on such a major event! I just don't understand that we have dedicated ourselves to the country. For a lifetime, our rights and the rights of all tribes 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 Fu! 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 in this world! How dare we fulfill him like this and let Huyan Jingxuan More than one head was crushed!”

"Huyan Jingxuan ran for the country, risking his own 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 did the priests of the Divine Crown have divine relatives, but they were also the first person under the gods who had made a covenant with Qionglu. As the first group of joint elders determined by God Cangtu to share monarchical power with the royal family, it once represented the faith of the major True Blood tribes in God, and it was natural for them to bask 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, making the grassland a place of eternal 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! It's my eyes that are quite useful, and my nose that can 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——"

Eklie was both sad and angry, but also felt the sudden power vacuum and 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 gradually became 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. You, Tu Hu, are also in charge of the Cangtu Divine Sect. How is that so? You are so naive that you will not be abandoned if you are obedient!" Ekresen said: "If you are killed by a sword today, you 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 rights! Now we have retreated again and again, and there is no way back!" Okre raised his frost-white long staff, and he seemed to be an old lion showing his teeth, with a sad look on his face: "There is no way back!"

Tu Hu sighed: "Well, 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 sigh and hesitation on his face all turned indifferent. He only asked: "Borjigin Okre, how can I kill you most easily?"

"Don't be nervous."

"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..."

Inside the Jiang residence in Yuncheng, Jiang Wang gently hooked his index finger, and the extremely thin sword energy thread tied a flower mosquito and slowly pulled it in front of him.

The sword thread was extremely sharp, and the flower mosquito was extremely light.

To tie it without hurting its delicate feathers is a very delicate skill - he usually tests Chu Yao with this. Once there is any negligence, it is either a punishment of a stake or a word.

Almost all the mosquitoes within a hundred miles of Baiyujing Restaurant were killed by Chu Shaoxia.

Seeing mosquitoes is like seeing a life-and-death enemy.

Elegantly known as "Mosquito Killer".

The belly of this mosquito was bulging, and it was tied up by the sword thread of the current Zhenjun and fell on the table - the center of the bloody Bagua.

As Yu Beidou said, the essence of the blood fortune-telling technique is to use human life to represent heaven's destiny. Use the end of a certain destiny to reflect the ripples of the river of destiny.

The human race is now the master of the world, so it is the best fortune-teller.

Of course, Jiang Wang could not kill a passerby to tell fortunes like the fortune-teller demon.

He deliberately chose a mosquito full of human blood, stepped onto the divination platform, and told fortunes.

Divination is also a profound knowledge. Even if he has reached the level today, it is impossible to master it. It cannot be achieved without long-term hard work, and of course it also requires corresponding talent...

It's all just a makeshift.

The calculation material is also makeshift, and the calculation is also makeshift.

At the moment, it is like playing with a stick if there is a date or not, and playing with water in the long river of fate.

The atmosphere in the simply decorated study is solemn.

The person sitting in front of the desk is very serious.

There are no books on the desk, everything is cleared, only the bloody gossip for Huawen.

There is human blood, life, and the blood divination technique created by Yu Nanji is also complete and flawless. The vision standing at the limit of the world is not lacking. What else is missing?

A little bit of ability to deceive the sky is missing, so that the long river of fate will be disturbed by a flower mosquito!

Jiang Wang's index finger is suspended above the flower mosquito, and a square seal of heaven suddenly appears between his eyebrows.

The whole person also shows a bit of indifference and majesty.

Mi Zhiben, who used the nickname "Qi Tian", would never have thought that "Qi Tian" was so unserious.

Jiang Wang pressed down lightly with his index finger, and the flower mosquito on the blood-colored hexagram table instantly turned into a thin slice, tightly embedded in the center of the eight trigrams.

The blood-colored eight trigrams immediately began to spin, spinning faster and faster, and finally turned into a blood-colored circle like a windmill, as if there was a terrifying eye in the dark! !