Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 149 Why is the story telling the truth! ([-]-character chapter)
Chang'an, outside the palace!

This time on the Yudao Stone Bridge, Ning Que stopped the entire civil and military officials of the Tang Empire with his own strength, and issued a battle letter of life and death to the Great General Xia Hou of Zhenbei, which also attracted an unknown number of practitioners. focus on.

The life-and-death duel between Mr. Shisan of the academy and the general of Zhenbei must be a shocking situation.

No one would think that the Great General Zhenbei, who had made great achievements, would lose to this Mr. Shisan who had been possessed by the devil.

Xiaoxue in Tianjie seems to indicate that Tang Tianqi's grievances in the first year have already been redressed, but people have never cared about redressing their grievances!
Eternal leisurely, how many souls sigh.

If people in the world pay attention to those grievances, then how can there be grievances that have lasted through the ages?

Outside the palace is Zhuque Heavenly Street. Under the falling light snow, faint figures of people appeared on Zhuque Heavenly Street. When the morning came to an end, the morning bell rang.

The sky street in the morning light is full of Tang Kingdom's dark guards, there are quite a few of them on weekdays, but today because of Mr. Thirteen's incident in the academy, there are even more dark guards.

The thirteenth gentleman of the academy stood alone on the stone bridge, blocking the way of hundreds of officials. This action also attracted many people to watch.

In the corridor of Tianjie, which is only a few hundred steps away from the stone bridge, a thin Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a wooden sword looked at him calmly with his arms folded. of Ning Que.

Ye Su couldn't help but sighed, "Son of Pluto? Daughter of Pluto? Demon heretics, it's insignificant!"

Years ago, he traveled Tang in the world of Demon Sect, and walked in the world of Buddha Sect for seven thoughts, and stopped in front of a black ravine in the wilderness. Only later did he know that sitting by the stream far away from the ravine, scholar.

Now 15 years have passed, and the walkers of the world gathered in Chang'an City again.

This may be the enlightenment that Haotian gave them in the dark. What happened to the people in the past has appeared again.

However, this Ning Que was a little too presumptuous. He dared to challenge a top-level martial arts general who suppressed the North just by relying on his meager cultivation in the Dongxuan Realm.

How could it be such a simple matter for a general who fought against a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood to suppress the north? Mr. Thirteen of the Academy is too arrogant.

Taoist Zhi Shouguan's World Walking Ye Su, as if he was actually watching a big show that had just begun, calmly looked at the rather absurd life-and-death duel outside the Tang Dynasty King's palace.

And at a position slightly behind, many disciples of Mochiyuan were also waiting on both sides of Tianjie early.

It is human nature to watch the excitement, especially the undecided teenagers and girls, they are not inferior to anyone in the matter of watching the excitement.

Mo Shanshan looked at the brothers and sisters looking left and right, and at the pair of masters and servants outside the palace, and said, "Challenging with the realm of Dongxuan, the peak of martial arts, such a thing has never happened in the history of the world."

"It may have happened, but it has never been recorded. But this time, the thirteenth gentleman of the Academy crossed the border to challenge the Great General Xiahou of Zhenbei. Regardless of whether he wins or loses, he will definitely be famous in history."

This is very similar to the stories in some vernacular books in the world. For example, the orphan of the Qin family, which is widely circulated in the world, is quite similar to the experience of the thirteenth gentleman of the academy.

The stories in the story book are too light, and what is really heavy is the worldly affairs.

Chen Xuan looked at the servant who was reading the imperial decree outside the palace gate, and said: "So we are experiencing a certain magnificent history, but this is not the story in the storybook."

"The things told in the story are not necessarily true. Sometimes the difference between the story and the reality is a thousand miles away!"

Why the story is true, revenge must be the son of a nobleman, people like to hear such stories, just because people have never been the son of a nobleman.

People in the world like to hear some magnificent stories, but sometimes the stories are not magnificent, but very cruel and bloody, which makes people hard to let go of after listening to them for a long time.

Mo Shanshan nodded slightly and said, "Not all the things in the story are correct, but between Ning Que, the thirteenth student of the academy, and Xiahou, the general of Zhenbei, there is a difference of one Taoist fool."

She had never seen a practitioner at the pinnacle of martial arts fight with all his might, but even Ye Hongyu didn't seem to be able to get much benefit from him when facing Tang Zhenbei General Xia Hou.

Sometimes the awareness of the state cannot be compensated by other things. Mr. Thirteen of the academy can use the arrow of Yuan Shisan to destroy Long Qing, the son of light in the temple, with one arrow.

But it was a sneak attack. After Long Qing broke the mirror, he was destroyed by Ning Que before his realm was stabilized.

If life and death were decided in an upright manner, no matter how fast the arrow cluster was, it would eventually be blocked.

Chen Xuan shook his head with a smile and said, "The gap between realms is indeed irreparable, but Mr. Ning Que, the thirteenth student of the academy, is not a cat or a dog after all. If it is really so easy to kill."

"When Ning Que escaped from Chang'an and went to the vast Min Mountain, he should have been beheaded and killed. Which of the beasts in Min Mountain is not fatal?"

This is the so-called luck, and if you tell it the other way around, it is caused by luck, because of that black and thin little girl.

The incarnation of a certain god in the human world, one god with two bodies, one looking for a certain master in the human world, a god living in the kingdom of God, overlooking the entire human world, who can escape her gaze?

The so-called Haotian God cannot see this place, and Jieshi is called "Shocking God!" because of the formation in this city.

Mo Shanshan frowned slightly, and said, "But I still don't think Ning Que, the thirteenth student of the academy, can defeat Xiahou, the great general of Zhenbei."

"It is rumored that the Great General Zhenbei was so frightened by himself that the priests of the Yan Kingdom did not dare to go beyond Lei Chi."

Xiahou, the great general of Zhenbei, has many rumors in the world. Like her teacher Wang Shusheng, both are guests of the temple.

Moreover, according to the judgments of some good people, the cultivation level of Xiahou, the Great General of Tang Zhenbei, is not weaker than that of Liu Bai more than ten years ago.

Many people believed that this Xia Hou, who held the dual positions of Tang Guozhen Beida General and Shendian Keqing, would have the same aptitude as Liu Bai in the future.

Chen Xuan smiled and said: "Shanzhu, you and I, why don't we make a bet?"

Mo Shanshan then asked: "How to bet?"

Chen Xuan said calmly: "Three days later, Ning Que and Xiahou will have a life-and-death battle at the lakeside thirty miles outside Chang'an City. Ning Que should win in the end."

"If the mountain lord loses, I still look to the mountain lord to answer a certain question of mine."

A certain question has been backlogged in his heart for many days, and he feels that it is time to ask. Maybe the answer he gets may not be satisfactory, but at least he has asked.

Mo Shanshan nodded and said, "Yes!"

With a smart mind, she already guessed the question Chen Xuan wanted to ask, but Mo Shanshan didn't think that Ning Que, the thirteenth student of the academy, could kill Xiahou, the great general of Tang Zhenbei in a fair duel.

Because the difference in cultivation level between Ning Que, the thirteenth teacher of the academy in the Dongxuan realm, and Xiahou, the general who suppressed the north of the Tang Dynasty, was too great.

Chen Xuan looked at Mo Shanshan, just smiled, but didn't say anything more, maybe this is what people in the world think, but for Ning Que who fell asleep in Haotian long ago.

The gap in realm has never been a problem. When the so-called Haotian God loses his nature as a god, and pays so much attention to one person, then even Ning Que, no matter how hard he can't support the wall, will be as if he has God's help.

If you have deceived the sky, you need to hide the truth first, but Ning Que has already embraced Haotian to sleep, so why should he deceive the sky and hide the earth?

In the teahouse farther away, Yan Se was also watching her apprentice step by step into the trap set up by some people.

Although Yan Se hoped that Ning Que could defeat Xiahou, Ning Que couldn't write a talisman yet, let alone defeating Xiahou who was at the peak of martial arts, and escaping his life would be considered a blessing.

Master Huang Yang looked at the noise at the gate of the palace, and said: "Yan Se, your apprentice is extremely staunch, but don't worry too much, maybe there is something in the academy that can defeat the enemy."

"You must know that Ning Que is not only your disciple, but Ning Que is also the Master's No. 13 personal disciple, the personal disciple of the closed door."

"To put it in some terms in the human world, young apprentices will always receive a lot of favor, so how can something happen to Ning Que?"

Although the master has not manifested himself in this world for so long that the world has forgotten his prestige, but once the master manifests himself as a saint, it must be a shocking and destructive scene.

Yan Se sighed and said, "I'm just worried about the life-and-death duel in three days' time. Chen Xuan, a Taoist true practitioner of the Taiping Dao, is guarding that side of Yanming Lake and doesn't want to let it out."

"As we all know, Yanming Lake has a slight geographical advantage for Ning Que, but now the geographical advantage is gone."

"Although the big lake thirty miles away from Chang'an City has been frozen long ago, it is just an ordinary lake."

"Huang Yang, I'm very worried about Ning Que. The world of Daoist Zhishouguan, the world of Buddhism, and the world of Demon Sect have all come to Chang'an City. God knows whether the former Sect Master of Demon Sect will come to Chang'an City. .”

"In fact, I also really want to try, whether my well-shaped character can kill a practitioner at the peak of martial arts."

From the moment he came to the teahouse, he had already made a decision. If the academy did not save the life in the life-and-death battle three days later, then he might write the most brilliant talisman in his life.

Both horizontal and vertical are two, which is called a well!
"Amitabha!"

Master Huang Yang chanted the Buddha's name, and then stopped talking!
Outside the palace!
General Xu Shi of Zhenguo read out the letter, which was the decree of rehabilitating the whole family of General Xuanwei's mansion. The officials of the four princesses, if not for the inappropriate occasion, would probably celebrate with each other.

On the stone bridge, Ning Que's face was still indifferent, so indifferent that it made people feel horrified, Ning Que said indifferently: "The wronged case 15 years ago has been vindicated, those wronged souls should be very happy, but you still missed a lot. people."

"For example, my parents, and the son of General Xuanwei."

Xu Shi asked in surprise, "Ning Que, aren't you the son of General Xuanwei?"

"Aren't your parents the General Xuanwei and his wife who died tragically 15 years ago?"

At this moment, Xu Shi felt deeply puzzled. Could it be that the news that the dark guards detected from the world was wrong?

On the stone bridge, Ning Que continued, "My father's name is Lin Tao. He's not a general. He's just a concierge in the general's mansion. My mother's name is Li Sanniang. She's just a servant woman in the general Xuanwei's mansion."

"I never said that my parents are General Xuanwei and his wife. It's just that you have always thought it was wishful thinking."

"The general's son was killed by me a long time ago. I remember that I stabbed the general's son many times."

"Why can the general's son take revenge 15 years later, while the concierge's son has to accept his fate obediently?"

Ning Que turned his head and looked at the people in Suzaku Heaven Street. He looked at the familiar figure and asked, "How dare you, Mr. Chen, the great virtuous master of Taoism, is there really such a truth in this world?"

"Is it a crime to kill someone just to survive?"

The stories in the book all tell that only the general's son can take revenge, but the fact is that the general's son died 15 years ago, and now it is only the concierge's son who comes to take revenge.

Yes!

No one would have thought that the concierge's son could actually become Master Yan Se's apprentice, the master's direct disciple.

In Zhuquetian Street, among the crowds like a tide, Chen Xuan, who was dressed in a blue Taoist robe and had a three-finger-wide and one-foot-long yellow cloth strip hanging on his right arm, walked out of the crowd and said loudly: " Why must the story in the book be true, but the story in the book is wrong.”

"There is no reason in the world that only the son of a general is allowed to take revenge."

"When the king is angry, it is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but when an ordinary man is angry, it is a shocking scene."

"Mr. Ning, what I said is satisfactory?"

On the stone bridge, Ning Que saluted respectfully and said, "No shame, a true Taoist cultivator!"

Xu Shi's expression gradually calmed down, and he said: "Well, yes, there has never been such a truth in the world. Of course, the son of the concierge can take revenge."

At this time Tang Wang Li Zhongyi came out from the palace gate. He looked at Ning Que standing on the stone bridge in the wind and snow, and said: "The son of the general can survive, but the son of the concierge must die. This is the last thing in the world." A useless idea."

"You will have a life-and-death duel with Xiahou three days later, I am sure!"

"No irrelevant people will bother you. You can settle your grievances on the big lake thirty miles away."

This is a battle that many people are looking forward to, but Li Zhongyi doesn't really want to let such a thing happen, but since the thing has already happened, it depends on the academy or Master Yan Se, how to proceed.

Ning Que said calmly, "Thank you Your Majesty, this should be the best result."

Xiahou said domineeringly: "This is indeed the best result. This is the path you chose, no one will force you."

Ning Que smiled and said, "Of course no one forced me. I have been waiting for this day for 15 years."

(End of this chapter)