In the next few days, the great priest of the Light, who turned into an ordinary old man in Chang'an City, went to the inn, ate and slept, sought the secluded visits, simmered the stove and drank tea, listened to music and took a nap, and he would visit the Forty-seven Alley every day, and then watched Sangsang .
He watched Sangsang while eating, drinking tea in the stove, watching Sangsang, and watching Sangsang by listening to music and taking a nap. He went to see Sangsang every day. After finding out the name of the thin black maid in Lao Bizhai, seeing Sangsang became his life The most important part of it.
One day, the old man came to Lin47 Lane again with two osmanthus cakes from Furong. Seeing the little maid being picked up by a luxurious royal carriage, he couldn't help but be curious, but he didn't think much about it. Looking at the closed door of Lao Bizhai, Sangsang's busy body, the old man felt that he was short of something and regretful. After standing in a while, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to come to Chang'an City. Real purpose.
The old man had no longer had the shadow of the dark night in his eyes. He didn't know where the man was hiding in Chang'an City and whether he was still in Chang'an City. These days he had even completely forgotten about this matter.
Standing in a daze on the gray wall of Linsuoqi Lane, he remembered this incident, shook his head, and put the Nati Osmanthus Cake in his hand in front of the old Bizhai Shop. His body became a little dirty after being tightened. A thick cotton jacket walked through the dense streets and alleys of East City, like a spider web, and came to a quiet mansion in the South City.
Two big locust trees stand quietly at the entrance of the alley, and the leaves are swept in the winter wind. Compared with the proud green trees that pop out of the courtyards on both sides of the streets and alleys, they look a little cold.
There are two mansion gates in the middle of the street and alley. The old man ignored the mansion on his right hand, and looked directly at his left hand. The shed seal had been torn clean by the wind for many years, leaving only some broken paper flying chips mixed between the shedding and raised patent leather of the wooden door, looking extremely decayed.
The old man stood quietly in front of the broken door of the mansion, holding his hands, hunched over, looking at the remaining stone lion, looking at the old mud accumulated after years of bloody years behind the base of the stone lion, deeply trapped An inexplicable emotion emerged in his eyes.
The old man stood for a long time until a winter wind came from the alley and crawled into the collar of the thick cotton jacket, which made him cough a few times, and his body was hunched lower.
There was another sound as the winter wind swept over.
"The winter in Chang'an City this year is much colder than before."
The old man still hunched over and replied, "I haven't been to Chang'an City for many years, so I don't know what the winter in Chang'an City looked like before."
Then he turned around and looked at the entrance of the alley.
A man walked slowly from the entrance of the alley, his eyebrows were as straight as a ruler, his eyes were as bright as a spring, his cotton robe, his simple Taoist bun, he was carrying a long sword behind him, and a pair of straw sandals under his feet. Every step he took was like a dragon and a tiger, and leaves fell in front of him The mud seemed to be afraid of his power, and he moved without wind to avoid both sides of the streets and alleys.
It was Li Qingshan, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty.
"In the coming years, you can live in Chang'an City and maybe you will have a deeper understanding of the winter here."
Li Qingshan stopped and watched the old man say this, expressing the meaning of staying guests.
If you are a real guest, there will naturally be good tea and wine to entertain you in the Tang Dynasty. If you are a bad guest who comes uninvited and has been resentful for years, the so-called staying guests naturally means something else.
The old man looked at him quietly, slowly straightened his body, and his hunched and thin body suddenly became tall and powerful with a simple waist-thrusting movement. A feeling of solemnity, wisdom and power burst out.
Facing the Tang Dynasty's national master, the old man is naturally no longer the ordinary old man who drinks tea, eats and watches Sangsang.
He is the great priest of light.
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The leader of the South Gate of Haotian Dao and the national master of the Tang Dynasty, and almost all the imaginations of power by the people in the world can be given to Li Qingshan. No one has ever seen him perform his magical realm over the years, because with his current transcendent status, it is true. There is nothing he needs to do.
But even the naughty boy playing in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City knows that the national teacher is naturally very powerful, otherwise why could he become the national teacher? For those in the world of cultivation, Li Qingshan, a national master of the Tang Dynasty, is a great master in the realm of knowing fate. If he doesn't take action, he will definitely be shocked by the wind and rain once he takes action.
However, the old man in front of the decaying general's mansion was not an ordinary person. As the most respected and most expensive priest of the Light in the Xiling Temple, he was imprisoned for fourteen years and still had countless loyal subordinates. Even the head of the sect dared not speak out without saying anything The killing caused shocking chaos in the temple, and it was the first time in history to successfully escape from Youge Pavilion.
The national teacher of the Tang Dynasty faced the great priest of Guangming head-on, not knowing what the outcome was.
"Xiling wrote a letter saying that you are very powerful, and the senior brother also said that you are very powerful, and even said that you may be stronger than the head sect."
Li Qingshan looked at the great priest of Guangming, suddenly smiled and said, "I know that because I am concerned about civil affairs, my heart of Tao cannot maintain peace, so I have always had some shortcomings in my realm, so if you are really stronger than me, I am not I thought it was a difficult thing to accept, and I wouldn't think it was a shame."
The great priest of Guangming said, "If you have been practicing Taoism for many years, if you can't even understand this point, you will inevitably be a little dull."
"So I can't see through you." Li Qingshan curled his smile and said, "You are different from Judgment Tianyu. My senior brother and I never saw a trace of ambition for power in you, and even You don't seem to be very interested in the spread of the glory of the sky on earth. You study the teachings hard, you save the suffering, you are compassionate but do not take compassion as your heart, you are indifferent but do not take indifference as your interest, you are almost a person who is close to you, A person who is completely transparent or bright."
Li Qingshan's voice gradually became colder: "So I don't understand why you suddenly became that person, you would do that, and become the first imprisoned master of light in the temple. I don't understand you even more. Why do you have to come to Chang'an City after getting out of trouble? What exactly do you want to do?"
"All things and laws in the world are destined by Haotian, and our position in the world has long been destined. My position is above the throne of the light, and my mission is to see the darkness, that's all."
After a moment of pause, the great priest of Light looked up at the messy sky behind the branches above the courtyard wall. A compassionate smile appeared on his face and continued, "If everyone knows their position and mission, then everything in the world will be simple." Many, when I saw darkness, the ruling should have been used to purify the darkness, but no one was willing to fulfill his mission, so I had to do more."
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Li Qingshan and said, "No matter whether you look or not, the darkness is always there, but since I have seen it, I really can't think that I haven't seen it."
Li Qingshan shook his head and said, "If all things and laws in the world are destined by Haotian, why should we practice and seek? Where is the darkness, and Haotian is purified. It's good that you can complete your mission in your own position, why should you return it. Do these things? If you can really understand your position and mission, you should be the great priest of light who is sitting on the throne of God and worshipped by all people. How could you become a betrayal dog that everyone wants to kill?"
The great priest of Light was silent.
Li Qingshan looked at his old face and remembered the loving old man who worked hard to study the teachings in the temple many years ago. He felt a complex feeling of sympathy and disgust in his heart. He said with emotion: "There are all great officials of the Light and the Taoist sect. A person who is extremely intelligent in his teachings, but for some reason, the great priest of light is the most likely person to have problems. The better the more he is, the more he is, the more he is. The one who went to the wasteland to preach more than a thousand years ago, and the one who disappeared in the South China Sea six hundred years ago That's the case, you are the same, why is this happening? I often wonder whether you, people with great wisdom and perseverance, have great confidence, so they insist that what they see is real, and the only truth, so Going further and further away from the real world? "
Listening to these sincere words, the great master of Light was silent for a long time, and seemed to feel a little emotional, but after a moment his expression became calm and indifferent, and he said, "Seeing is seeing, in Guangming's eyes What you see is the objective place in the world, and illusion is also true."
Hearing his words, Li Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little angry and shouted in a deep voice: "But no one except you would think so! Fourteen years ago, you falsely passed the order of the head teacher, and let Li Peiyan and Xiahou do this. His Majesty was furious. The headmaster was also furious. If you hadn't been enemies with the whole world, how could this world have taken you as an enemy? How could Your Majesty and the headmaster think you should die at the same time? How could you be so virtuous and respectful, so how could you have been imprisoned for so many years! "
The great priest of Guangming said, "I have never falsely passed the order of the head."
Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Are you saying that the head of the sect treating you as a scapegoat?"
The tone of the Great Master of Light became calmer and he said, "Who has the courage to use me as a scapegoat?"
Li Qingshan was silent for a moment and said, "But you did this after all."
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"You haven't considered the idea of His Majesty and the head sect?"
"What does the thoughts of Emperor Tang and the leader have to do with me?"
The voice of the great priest of Light was as calm as the frozen lake in winter, smooth without waves, as if the disaster that shocked the Tang Empire and the Xiling Temple that he caused was just ordinary little things.
Li Qingshan looked at him with a cold look and asked, "I will come to Chang'an after I get out of trouble. Could it be that you haven't let go of that matter yet?"
The great priest of light was silent.
Li Qingshan turned his head and looked at the broken general's mansion and sighed: "Just because of your words back then, so many innocent people died in Chang'an City. This general's mansion has declined so much because of your gift. Could it be that you are not satisfied. ? "
The great priest of Guangming said expressionlessly, "I am not satisfied."
Li Qingshan pointed at the General's Mansion and sternly scolded: "The people in the General's Mansion are all dead, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with!"
The great priest of Light shook his head and said, "No, there is still one that is not dead."
Li Qingshan's pupils shrank slightly, and he was extremely shocked.
"At the time, both the temple and the princes and generals of your Tang Kingdom agreed to cooperate with my eyes, because no one wanted to see the son of the Hades come to the world. However, for some reason, everyone thought that what I saw was fake. Your prince I think it was because of my intrigue. Your emperor was extremely angry, so some people knew that there was still one person living in this general's mansion, but they were reluctant to investigate again, and even strictly prohibited from talking about this matter."
"Why did I be imprisoned for fourteen years? Because I know that the Son of the Holy One is still in this world and is becoming stronger and stronger, I will continue to look for him, and those people do not believe in the Son of the Holy One, nor do they believe in him. There is, if I continue to investigate, there will be big problems between Xiling and Tang Kingdom."
"Then some people had to lock me up."
He said slowly with compassion: "Taoshan, Tang Kingdom, the whole world is corrupt."
"It's not that I want to be enemies with the whole world, but that the whole world is companion with the night and the light."
"I am the great priest of Light."
"My name is Wei Guangming."
"Then this whole world is my enemy."
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(I don't want to use the name Chang'an Luan anymore. The name of this chapter is more relevant. This is really a big drama. In the future, there will be a volume called "The Year of the Downwards", which is probably the third to last. Then I was in Hubei recently. I can only update it for the time being. Keep this, keep the quality first and then talk about quantity. After returning home, you will keep the quality and quantity. Clap your hands, thank you.)