Great Blue Night Watchman

Lin Sudao: There are some things related to the Holy Way that no one in the secular world can know. I have always wanted to find someone from the Holy Family to ask.

As far as I know, at least four or five representatives of the Holy Family went to Haining during this period. Why did you choose to go far away?

Lin Sudao: To be fair to the elders, my relationship with the Holy Family is quite delicate. There are some people I dare not confide in...

Elder Jia stared at him for a long time: You and I only met once at a certain point, and you didn't even finish the wine at that time. Are you sure we can be honest with each other?

That meeting was in the elder's literary world! Lin Su said: The elder can open the literary world to me, so why can't I open my heart to the elder?

…

There is a thatched hut on the mountain behind the farmhouse. In front of the thatched hut, a stream flows, a bamboo chair is accompanied by herbal tea, and a village girl sits under the moon.

This village girl looks extremely ordinary, with dark skin, enlarged pores, and thin yellow hair. She would look like a passer-by on the street, and she would never be out of line in any farmhouse.

Her hands were also very rough, and her feet were even stained with mud.

Only her eyes are extremely smart, but they still look like a village girl.

She looked at the sky quietly and suddenly picked up a pair of scissors next to her.

When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine...

The scissors in her hand cut through the air, and a bright moon rose from her hand...

I don't know what year it was in the palace in the sky...

The scissors in her hand made nine cuts in a row, and a row of palaces appeared under the bright moon...

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?……

Countless figures appeared in the palace, dancing gracefully...

Turn to Zhu Pavilion and go down to Qihu...

The palace was full of layers, and a soft sound came, like a heavy object falling to the ground. In the barren mountains in front of her, a real scene of heaven and earth appeared. This was not a virtual image, but a real scene. With one of her skillful hands, she added a Scissors cut out a new world in a moment.

I wish you a long life...

The scissors in her hand were opened, but she couldn't cut anymore...

In the palace, a maid walked up to her and held up a cup of tea: Master, have a cup of tea. Don't be too nervous.

The village girl took her tea and drank it all in one gulp.

The maid in front of her had a painful face and seemed to be struggling to hold on...

After holding on for a moment, the maid exploded, and the palace in front of her also crumbled...

The village girl slowly raised her head: A strange word triggered an idea. I feel like I've touched that level, but I still can't really break through... What am I missing?

The door of the hut slowly opened, and an old man appeared in front of her: You have never experienced joys and sorrows, so how do you know separation and reunion? You have never left home, how do you know the meaning of sharing the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart?

Master, what you mean is...that I have to leave home?

Go, walk around the human world and see the real world. Only then will your true world be the real true world!

If there were any highly educated people here, they would be stunned.

This is not how the literary world works. The literary world of ordinary people is just a domain world, which is illusory. Being able to blend with reality is the pinnacle.

However, there is a literary world that only exists in legends, called the True World. What is the True World? Everything in the literary world is true.

Rice can satisfy hunger, water can quench thirst, gold can be used, and people have flesh and blood and life...

At this point, it is great fortune and the means of a saint.

…

In the literary world where there are no elders, two women are eating bacon.

Elder Sanwu and Lin Su were walking in the fields.

The bright moon is in the sky, I don't know if it is really an illusion.

The seedlings are on the ground, lush and green.

Elder Jia said a lot...

Mr. Lin, you came here today. I know you want to find out the background of the Holy Family. In fact, there is no need to do so. The Holy Family is just a secular family. It doesn't matter whether they treat you well or badly, whether they are traitors or sincere. What matters is the temple.

It is actually very simple for you to enter the temple. You can just borrow any Tongtian Dao and enter.

However, you must know one thing.

Why didn't you get the temple's special move in the early stage?

It is said that your capital is enough, even if it is reduced by 80%, it is still enough, but you did not get the special move. What is the reason?

More than half of the seventeen palaces in the temple have opinions about you.

Which palaces?

The Palace of Painting and the Palace of Poetry are the first!

Your existence has brought shame to the Holy Family of Painting and Poetry, and the Palace of Painting and the Palace of Poetry have also become a laughing stock.

Don’t believe that those who are talented will definitely stand out. Today, when the seventeen houses of the temple are juxtaposed, the situation is actually very delicate. If one house stands firm and firmly opposes your entry into the temple, what can the other houses do? There is no need to offend the two palaces to death just for you.

Of course, this matter can be broken down at the bottom.

You can find a certain Holy Family and borrow his Heavenly Path to reach heaven in one step. No palace in the Temple will have any objections, because this is a privilege given by the Temple to the major Holy Family. As long as the quota is not used up, you can do it at any time. use.

However, if you enter the temple in this way, your status will not be as high as that of the special recruits. Those who are specially recruited are invited by the temple. In this way, you take the initiative to apply. The status of those who are specially recruited is much higher. This kind of active application The status of a person is low, and he can only be a temple walker of the lowest level, and unless there are special circumstances, he will always be a low-level walker in the future.

It doesn’t matter if it falls on others. Being able to enter the temple is a lifetime of glory, but you are different. You are a person with mixed reputations. Those who love you are true love, and those who hate you are also true hate. You have enemies in the temple. .

What do you do when those people suppress you?

Therefore, I suggest that you don’t want to enter the temple for the time being. You need to continue to accumulate and wait for a new opportunity.

When the other major Holy Families tried their best to hope that Lin Su could enter the temple through their Path to Heaven, Elder Jia gave him a completely different advice from other members of the Holy Family: Don't enter the temple!

What kind of new opportunity? Lin Su said.

A certain high-level person in the temple is recruiting you. You must believe that with your ability, this day will come sooner or later! Elder Jia said: If he can grant you a 'frequent visitor' qualification, you can enter the temple. , is truly a smooth river.

The difference between walking and walking is a huge difference in status.

Walking is just a pawn, but walking often is equivalent to the elders of the sect. That is the real way to reach the sky in one step.

Lin Su thought for a moment: Thank you, elder. I listen to you... There is another thing I want to ask you.

you say!

Do you know Weiyang Bi?

Elder Jia suddenly stopped and stared at Lin Su in surprise: Why do you suddenly ask this question? This question is really taboo.

When I wrote Man Jiang Hong, the temple gave me a Weiyang pen.

What? Elder Jia's whole body was shaken and he was completely out of sorts...

Lin Su's heart was pounding, what's going on?

He expected Weiyangbi to be extraordinary, but the elder's shock seemed too great...

Weiyang pen, Weiyang pen, is actually in your hand...

The elder turned his back to the sky, his chest rising and falling sharply, and finally talked about Weiyang Brush...

The Weiyang Brush is a peerless sacred instrument!

It is even the most terrifying mass murder weapon of the human race!

The person from the Third Heaven... who used this pen to kill the dragon king, chase the water clan, establish the human sea agreement, and kill hundreds of millions of demon soldiers, is just a small chapter in the eternal legend of this pen.

The deep connection between this pen and that person is the most magical thing about it...

Mortals are not allowed to call the holy name, so when Elder Jia talked about these things, he used a lot of that person...

Lin Su connected all this and learned the true secret of the holy way.

Weiyang Brush is the sacred weapon of the Soldier Saint.

The fundamental reason for the discord between the Soldier Saint and other saints is similar to the civil-military confrontation in the secular world. The Soldier Saint kills decisively and suppresses all demons, demons, and aliens with an iron fist. Over time, the reputation of the Soldier Saint has been established. However, the Saint of the World There is more to the Tao than the Tao of War, and the battle between the Holy Tao and the Holy Tao is far more cruel than the fight for power in the secular world.

The Soldier Saint gradually became marginalized.

In a foreign war, the Bingsheng failed.

Some say he has died.

Some people say that he was sealed by heaven.

Some people say that he lost his way home in the outer world.

The saint's secrets are secrets even in the temple. No one knows what the real situation is.

However, there is one thing that can confirm it, and that is Weiyang Brush.

The Weiyang pen is there, and the Bingsheng is there.

If Weiyang's pen is injured, the military sage will be injured.

Elder Jia's gaze shifted to Lin Su: Is Weiyang's pen complete?

When I first got the Weiyang pen, it was just a bald pen with no hair on it! Lin Su said matter-of-factly.

Elder Jia's face turned frosty: As expected...

There is not a hair on Weiyang's pen, which means that even if the Soldier Saint is not dead, he must be in a fatal situation.

Lin Sudao: If...I say if, if this Weiyang pen is restored, will Bing...that person be able to recover as well?

No! The pen is secondary, that person is the master, and that person recovers. The pen recovers itself, and the pen recovers with great supernatural power, and that person cannot recover, unless... His voice stopped abruptly.

Unless what?

Unless two major difficulties are achieved, one is to use great supernatural powers to restore Weiyang's brush, and the other is to find the 'night ink' and let the pen be stained with night ink! But this is impossible, impossible! Elder Jia shook his head repeatedly. .

Yemo?

What is night ink?

Elder Jia said every word: Yemo is... the one who turned into eighty thousand green silk! He endured eighty thousand green silk for the human race, and the green silk turned into eighty thousand drops of night ink. Now, his green silk is no longer, and he has fallen into It’s a dead end, so why is Yemo here?”

Lin Su's heart was pounding...

A peerless saint, in a long span of time, killed all around for the human race, shocking the world. Who knew that this enemy-killing weapon came from his hair?

He endured eighty thousand black hairs and was covered in frost. What result did he get?

The status of Soldier Saint ranks last among all Saints.

The military palace has been removed from the temple.

There are no military strategists in the world.

Only a bald pen, full of scars!

On the day he wrote Man Jiang Hong, this pen came into his hands. Who gave it to him? Why should this Weiyang pen be given to him? What do you want him to do?

Thousands of thoughts passed through Lin Su's heart...

Elder Jia smiled softly: What we talked about today is really wild. Let's not talk about it anymore. Go back and have a drink. After drinking, I will send you to the farmhouse. If you are interested in poetry, you are welcome to doodle anytime and anywhere.

Lin Su smiled: It's been a while since I've been out. I have to go home. Next time you come to Haining, I'll give you a gift.

What kind of gift? We've agreed beforehand that anything below Baitan Baiyun is not called a gift...

Lin Su glanced at him: Elder, aren't you afraid that your name will be changed to Sanyou? Is it greedy, curious, and philistine?

Hahahahaha, Elder Jia laughed: Even with these, you are satisfied, what are you afraid of?... Do you have some with you? Give me some for transportation.

His hand reached out.

Lin Su casually placed a storage bag in his palm...

Wait, what does it mean to make money?

Elder Jia smiled mysteriously: The Taoist Holy Family has the Taoist Seal traveling thousands of miles. Although the farmhouse only has some pots and jars, it is not just a decoration...

…

Still under the bright moon.

But it is already the back of a farmhouse.

Zhang Yiyu, Cai Zhulian, and Lin Su stood side by side in front of a hut. Elder Jia entered the hut and took out... a chamber pot!

Lin Su knew that this was not a chamber pot, but he couldn't resist his previous understanding - this thing really looked very similar to a chamber pot.

Cai Zhulian and Zhang Yiyu's eyes were wide open. They were both well-educated people and knew where this place was. They looked at the chamber pot. Although they had toothache expressions, they didn't say a word.

Come on, get in! Elder Jia issued a warm invitation.

The three of them looked at each other.

If you don't drill, you are forcing me to force you... The elder turned over the chamber pot, and the three of them, Lin and Su, felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. In the dim space, the elder's voice came: I'm warning you, you are not allowed to look like a sacred weapon. , post any comments!”

Depend on!

He clearly knew that this sacred vessel looked like a chamber pot...

He doesn't allow others to tell!

The half jar of water at Lin Su's feet stirred, carrying them towards the spout of the pot.

Wow!

A stream of rapids surged down, and the bright moon reappeared. The three of them raised their heads, and a huge spout disappeared into the sky.

There was already a vast ocean beneath their feet.

Western Sea! Cai Zhulian cheered, and under her feet was the vast Western Sea that she was familiar with.

They entered and exited the spout of the pot. In just a short moment, they crossed a hundred thousand miles, spanning half of the Daqing Kingdom, the entire Dachuan Kingdom, and also crossed the mysterious Yandang Mountains.

This is the power of the sacred weapon.

The Holy Family of Taoist Saints has the Dao Seal, and the Holy Family of Nongsheng Saints has this jar. Although it is indescribably long, it can go through a hundred thousand miles in just an instant!

Zhang Yiyu took a long breath: What's the smell inside? I've been holding my breath and didn't dare to smell it.

Say it like I dare to hear it. Caizhulian glared at her: I held my breath earlier than you. That night...as soon as the pot was taken out, I held it.

The expression on Lin Su's face was very strange. He wouldn't tell them even to death. He didn't smell it either, but he saw it. His thousand-degree eyes saw the water in the pot. The water was light yellow in color. Quite unfair.

Zhang Yiyu took a breath of the fresh sea breeze of the West Sea, and was suddenly startled: The West Sea is your set destination, right?

His eyes shot towards Lin Su.

Cai Zhulian followed closely with her wonderful eyes: Yes, what is your intention?