439 Moving Trees (1/2)
Chapter 439: Moving Trees
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Luo Kedi, commander of West-Hill Divine Palace, was a tall middle-aged man who looked like a moving metal fortress in his armor. However, when he knelt down in front of the light curtain, and the giant figure, he humbled himself as if he were a dwarf or a thin servant.
He was indeed the most loyal servant of Hierarch Lord in the West-Hill Divine Palace.
A watchdog on the Peach Mountain.
”Divine Hall is calling for strength more than ever. Since Ye Hongyu is gone, it is your duty to take her back. If she has not the strength we need, you shall kill her on my command for the sake of the Hall's dignity, and then, you shall find alternatives to the needed strength.”
The Hierarch Lord said solemnly in the radiant light.
Luo Kedi kowtowed to the Lord, like a fallen fortress.
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The Great Divine Priest of Revelation returned to his seat, his aged palm gently stroked the sunflower vines woven throne. Looking at the hundreds of deacons and officers of the Revelation Department kneeling on the floor, the wrinkles on his face were as deep as the cracks on the Peach Mountain cliffs.
Cheng Lixue waved his hand to dismiss the people, he walked to the side of the seat and whispered, ”Finally, it happened. ”
The Great Divine Priest replied, ”It is not the thing my deductions imply.”
Cheng Lixue was stunned and lost his tongue, he wondered if Ye Hongyu's defection was not what the Priest had foreseen, then what else could it be?
”It has not come yet.”
The Priest said in a tired voice, ”Everything is destined by Haotian. The Buddist's wheel of life rotates all the time. What is destined to happen will happen sooner or later.”
Perhaps it was because of the exhaustion, or successive meetings with the Great Divine Priest of Judgment and the Hierarch Lord, the wrinkles around the Great Divine Priest of Revelation's eyes were getting horribly deeper.
Looking at these wrinkles, Cheng Lixue's heart was full of worries. He dared not bluntly ask, but essayed, ”I have no idea where she might be.”
The Priest smiled, and answered, ”It does not need a deduction to know...Since the fool had left West-Hill, she must have gone to Chang'an City.”
A strange look appeared on Cheng Lixue's face. He did not understand why the Priest was so sure about it.
”The Haotian Divine Light shines on every corner in the world. Where can she live except in Chang'an City?”
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation sighed, and said with a smile, ”Fortunately, Chang'an is a nice place where you can always find something interesting.”
Learning about the Priest's view on Chang'an City, Cheng Lixue suddenly recalled his experience at the side gate of Chang'an Academy. He slightly frowned and said, ”Chang'an really is an interesting city. During the battle between Ning Que and Liu Yiqing, I did not expect He Mingchi would perceive Ning Que's Divine Skill earlier than me.”
He Mingchi was the disciple of Li Qingshan, the Nation Master of the Tang Empire.
At the side gate, Ning Que wielded his sword towards Liu Yiqing, the Divine Light shone brightly and cultivators present had no idea what happened, except for Cheng Lixue and He Mingchi.
Cheng Lixue broke the carriage wall.
He Mingchi crumbled the carriage wheel with his hands.
As the Grand Master of Revelation Department, West-Hill Divine Palace, it was not surprising that Cheng Lixue could immediately conclude that Ning Que had used Divine Skill. But how did He Mingchi do that?
Recalling what he had seen at that time, Cheng Lixue frowned again, and then he said, ”I am sure He Mingchi has reached a higher state than me. He definitely is not as weak as the rumor suggests.”
”For hundreds of years, the greatest wish of every hierarch is to bring back the people from South School of Haotian Taoism. Besides those boring talks about dignity and honor, it is their expertise that we really value. Since the Younger Brother Qingshan is the Nation Master of Tang Dynasty, how could his successor be such a loser as rumor suggests?”
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation said slowly, ”I am wondering how Ye Hongyu's appearance in Chang'an City will affect the relationship between Divine Hall and the South School. We will see.”
Thinking of what recently happened in Divine Hall, the attitude of Hierarch Lord and Divine Priest of Judgement, Cheng Lixue said gloomily, ”I am afraid Ye Hongyu would never come back.”
The Priest shook his head and said, ”She will come back one day.”
Cheng Lixue felt confused, and he said, ”How can you be so sure?”
The Priest sighed, and said, ”How could the destined happen if she does not come back to the Peach Mountain?”
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Summer was coming to West-Hill, as well as Chang'an City.
The early summer of Chang'an City was still tolerable. However, the sun had become tiresomely blazing, and flagstones in the afternoon started heating up.