Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 121: There is an urgent news about the red-sleeved move, and the real person returns to Chang'an!
"Have you been to the academy?"

In the private room on the second floor of Hong Xiuzhao, Yan Se's face was filled with an incredible look.

The Nanmenguan has been looking for where Wei Guangming is staying, but he has not found it after searching for a long time. Now it seems that his brother, give him a black light.

It would be really strange if we could find the disciples hiding in the front yard of the academy.

Yan Se held the sunspot and placed it on the star position, but the trembling right hand was enough to prove that Yan Se was not at peace at this moment.

His eyes drifted out of the window from time to time, as if there was something worthy of attention outside Hongxiuzhao.

Wei Guangming said calmly: "I did hide in the academy for a while. The gentlemen in the back mountain claim to be devoted to the mountains and rivers, and they can't see the sufferings of the world."

"Among the people in the front yard, only Huang He can still see me, and the old Taoist priest. Although he is very senior, he is old after all, and his old eyes are dim and cannot see me clearly."

"Senior brother!"

"Those people outside, after standing for a long time, aren't they tired at all?"

Hongxiu Zhaowai, the sudden extra peddler who came out to hawk, did not see the third shift of the Chang'an government office came to chase him away, and there was a gray-haired veteran sitting on a temporary tea shed.

Drinking it cup by cup, the tasteless tea.

The wind blows through the red sleeves, making people complain or cry. On this street, there are magic talisman masters writing talismans, and there are great swordsmen who know their destiny and are wiping their natal flying swords.

Master Huang Yang held a Zen stick, twirled his rosary, and recited the Buddha's name in his mouth, walking towards the street.

On the first floor of Hong Xiuzhao, if you look carefully, apart from the girls singing, dancing, and pouring wine, there is not a single customer under the cave.

Just from the clumsy demeanor of these customers, it is not difficult to guess the identity of these people. They can't even eat tofu, so how can they be regular customers of Hongxiu Zhao?

In the private room on the second floor.

Yan Se laughed loudly and said: "Senior brother is quite old, and he is not tired from Taoshan to Chang'an. They will not be tired if they stand for a while!"

The temple sent a document to Nanmenguan, asking Nanmenguan to take down Wei Guangming at all costs.

But everyone knew that the temple's calculations were too good. Even though His Majesty knew that it was impossible for the priests of the Tianyuan Academy to stir up trouble in Chang'an City, he still sent people here.

What's the use of a red-clothed priest and a daoist?

Wei Guangming retorted: "I came to Chang'an by car, and I robbed the carriage of the adjudication department."

"So I won't be tired naturally, but those people outside will naturally be tired if the string is too tight."

The guard Guangming got up and said meaningfully: "Junior Brother!"

"Didn't you feel it? This city, this array, is not as good as it used to be. It seems that the Jingshen array is blocked."

"If I were here and the light of the apocalypse blossomed, how many deaths would the generals of the country, the sword masters of Tianshu, and the talisman masters who learned Taoism from the temple have to die to take away this old bone of mine?"

Yan Se dropped down, took a bunch of jugs, drank heavily, and said, "Brother, are you going to be a rascal?"

Yan Seteng jumped up from the chair, pointed to Wei Guangming and said, "You are also the same, the great priest of Guangming above the throne and under the sky, has entered the realm of apocalypse."

"If you want to hide, who can find you and kill you except the master and the temple master?"

"But you have to come to Chang'an. Once you enter Chang'an, it will be difficult to look back."

On the throne of God, under the sky, he does not belong to the human world, but belongs to the outside world, the great priest who has entered the realm of the apocalypse.

Not only the generals of the Zhenguo Kingdom in the human world, but also the formation of Nanmenguan can deal with it.

If it was done by force, maybe tomorrow morning, the more than [-] heavy-armored mysterious cavalry stationed in the five-city Bingmasi school grounds in the city will not be able to see the rising sun tomorrow.

This is what the temple is most willing to see, but there are some things that the empire has to do.

Wei Guangming took away the white stone from the Tianyuan position, shook his head and said, "Haotian, you didn't take care of me, a sinner, I realized the apocalypse, and I am still Haotian's sinner."

"I am the shrine, the brightest great priest, but I steal Haotian's divine power for my own use, because I have seen the heir of the light."

"Senior brother!"

"It's not that I saw the light, but that the light saw me, and I saw the descendants of the light."

It should have been a rainy day, under the pouring rain, he saw the Temple of Light, the death of the three priests, and saw the thick iron sword walking through the rain.

In that shop, there was a little maid who was crying. Her body was extremely bright, although she was very dark and thin.

At this time, Yan Se fell into doubt and asked: "Could the successor of Guangming be the next Great Priest of Guangming? I don't know who in the Tang Dynasty has such a great opportunity to be favored by Haotian."

"How about becoming the great priest of light under the sky and above the throne?"

He is also a great priest, but as a great priest, he is just a vacant position. He can sit on an equal footing with the three major priests, but it does not mean that he has the authority of the three major priests.

The succession to the throne of the God of Light has always been passed down from generation to generation. Now that his senior brother has found a successor, he is not far away from returning.

Wei Guangming said indifferently: "Her name is Sangsang, and she suddenly realized the divine art, she is extremely bright."

"But on her body, it seems that there is a curse from the Hades. The coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow, even if it is a magic spell, it can't do anything about it."

But Sangsang, which contains the ultimate light, should not have the coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow in the body.

Yan Se's expression suddenly changed, and he said seriously: "Brother, you're probably not joking!"

Wei Guangming, who was about to go downstairs, said, "Junior brother, I'm not joking."

Yan Se said: "Is there really such a coincidence in this world?"

Wei Guangming said: "This is God's will! It comes from the light of God."

Wei Guangming, who was walking down the stairs, looked at the clumsy movements of the Nanmen disciples. After smiling lightly, he walked out of the red-sleeved move and walked out of the street. The general who ruled the country on the street got up and left and returned to the general's mansion.

Master Huang Yang proclaimed the Buddha's name, entered the red sleeves, and went to the private room on the second floor!

Outside the gate of Chang'an City!
Dozens of fresh teenagers and girls walked towards the city while chatting and laughing. People passing by could tell at a glance that these teenagers and girls came from the Great River Kingdom.

Not far behind, Chen Xuan and Mo Shanshan walked slowly and entered Chang'an City again.

Mo Shanshan's eyes were full of surprise and envy, this is the great city - Chang'an!

See you in Chang'an!

Chen Xuan's eyes were full of calm. The New Year was approaching, the early spring was coming, and the storm was approaching in Chang'an.

The soldiers on duty at the city gate let them go after checking the documents. The practitioners from the River Kingdom and the disciples of the academy did not need to check too carefully.

(End of this chapter)