546 Scenery (2/2)
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Ye Hongyu ignored Long Qing's mad screams. She looked at the sky seriously, as if there would be something beautiful behind the clouds.
She had seen that scenery.
She looked lost, and then returned to indifferent gradually.
Then, she looked to the cliff at a distance. There was someone there. The cliff was tall, and that person was standing so high that he seemed to be able to touch the clouds if he raised his hands.
That person had a Taoist bun and wore light blue Taoist robes. He carried a wooden sword.
After seeing that person on the cliff, Ye Hongyu did not look at the sky anymore, because she could see nothing but him. However, that person just remained silent and did not move at all.
Ye Hongyu became more indifferent. There seemed to be a layer of frost on her eyebrow.
Then, she was irritated uncontrollably.
This was the first time in her life that she had been irritated by the man with a wooden sword.
She suddenly turned back and looked at Long Qing once more, the desire of killing him arouse again.
The man on the cliff seemed to have sensed that.
The man on the cliff in the distance hummed softly.
The thick dark clouds seemingly floated by slowly, but were actually rolling turbulently. There were suddenly dozens of light that transformed into dozens of strikes of thunder that fell towards the lake.
After hitting by the thunder, the rocks by the lake cracked, the aura of heaven and earth was torn into shreds, turning into a terrifying hurricane which danced through the pebbles by the lake madly.
The figure, in red judicial priest robes, danced in the wind and did not fall, amidst the lightning and thunder.
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The grassland barbarians who had rushed out of the forest but had not had time to get close to the lake were shocked by the thunderous tremors. Their natural respect for the sky led them to kneel and pray for God to forgive their sins.
The seven priests of the Left King's Palace looked calmer compared with the ordinary folks. However, this was because they could sense the majesty and power in the thunder. Therefore, they were actually more shocked than the ordinary folks.
They were extremely shocked when they saw the blood-colored robe dance in the wind, and the figure who stood stubbornly before the thunderous roars was reluctant to express obedience. She was indeed the legendary Great Divine Priest of West-Hill who possessed such terrifying willpower and dared to fight with the heaven!
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The winds and thunder gradually stopped.
Ye Hongyu stood on the pitted banks of the lake, her figure seemingly desolate.
She did not look at Long Qing anymore.
Nor did she look at the figure on the cliff in the distance.
She did not look at the scenery on the clouds.
Nor did she look at the lake and mountains.
She did not look at anything.
She looked silently at herself and her shadow for a long while.
She yelled out loud.
It was a crisp, angry shout. In the silent lake and mountains, the shout echoed and spread far and wide.
The shout was full of resentment.
Blood flowed from her lips.
In the forest, the priests from the grassland Left King's Palace were impacted by the terrifying spirit brought by the yell. They poured out blood from their mouth and fell directly. No one knew if they had lost consciousness or died.
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Ye Su, stood on the cliff, had heard the angry bellow.
He knew that he was the subject of her anger.
She was his sister. This was the first time that she showed anger towards him, even with a hint of challenge.
Ye Su was not upset about that. Instead, he was very happy.
He was so happy he wanted to dance and shout out loud.
Because he knew that after seeing the roaring thunders, she would no longer be the little girl, who wants to get close to him but failed to say anything because of stubbornness or feeling inferior to him, just watching his figure silently.
From today on, she would be Ye Hongyu.
However, he could not allow her to kill Long Qing.
Because the abbey dean did not want that betrayer to die.
Ye Su looked up at the sky and the thick clouds that were so close, it seemed like he could touch them. He looked at the thunder gathering behind them and guessed that Haotian seemed to be of the same opinion.
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Bringing forth thunder with the sword was a legendary cultivation state in Sword Taoism.
Ye Su had received enlightenment in a small abbey in Chang'an. It seemed that he had made a great step forward on his road of cultivation.
Before, Ye Hongyu would be very happy for her brother.
However, her emotions were very complicated today. She felt discontent and angry.
The most important thing was that no one knew where the clouds came from.
After sitting on the black jade throne and becoming the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, her connection with the heaven had grown. She had sensed Haotian's will when the seemingly terrifying black thunderous clouds passed her by and when she saw the true scenery in the sky.
However, at the same time, perhaps due to her discontent or anger, she had the impulse to have a fight.
As the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, it was disrespectful and sinful to have these kinds of thoughts.
Ye Hongyu felt slight uneasiness in her Taoist Heart, so she calmed down suddenly and forced her mind away from such dangerous thoughts.
She slowly lowered her head, her black hair dancing in the slight breeze.
The thunder receded and the clouds dispersed. They disappeared completely after a short while, revealing the clear, cold autumn sky.
Ye Hongyu did not consider the fleeting blasphemous thoughts she had earlier.
However, since these thoughts had been generated, how could they be completely erased?
Even if it was fleeting, it would leave behind a trace in her heart.
The clouds and thunder had disappeared.
Her head remained lowered.
In the depths of her hearts, somewhere where not even herself could see, a voice seemed to say dispassionately that it could be done.
Some time passed by.
Ye Hongyu raised her head slowly.
”You're not allowed to return to the Central Plains without my permission.”
She looked at Long Qing and said calmly, ”Otherwise, I will not let you live even if the God allows.”
Blood-red robes floated.
She turned and left the lake.
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Ning Que did not leave with Sangsang immediately after Ye Hongyu left the capital of the Kingdom of Qi. He had to fix the horse carriage that his master left him firstly. Otherwise, he would not be able to continue on the journey even though it was not long.
He already knew that the wizened red-garbed priest from the Divine Hall of light was called Chen Cun. He had ascertained that the priest's loyalty to Sangsang far surpassed his own love for the Academy. Thus, Ning Que would certainly not miss the opportunity of making use of this man. Ning Que asked the priest to search some objects and materials to fix the horse carriage.
With the help of such an important person, Ning Que had enjoyed the same treatment in the Kingdom of Qi as he had in the Tang Empire. He could use almost everything precious in the vassal states of West-Hill.
The white Taoism temple was usually very quiet. However, now it was full of all sorts of terrifying sounds. The thunderous impact from a hammer hitting the walls of the steel carriage, the terrible screeching that came from hard tools engraving talisman lines, and the disgusting sounds of vomiting made by the melting of rare metals rang one after another. It seemed as if it would never stop.
Even the most pious priest would not be able to continue reading his classics. Even the most hardworking Papal Cavalryman could not continue practicing and cultivating. The wrinkles of the red-garbed priest, Chen Cun, grew more evident, which can be seen with naked eyes.
It was fortunate that Ning Que's talents in the area were astonishing, even though he might not be as good as Sixth Brother. He managed to fix the black horse carriage within a short time and it was ready for the journey.
If one ignored the ugly scars on the walls of the horse carriage.
The red-garbed priest, Chen Cun, sent a team of knights to guard them when they left the capital of the Kingdom of Qi. Ning Que believed that there wouldn't be anything insecure next, so finally, he was in the mood for admiring the scenery outside the window.
What truly made him happy was that he was accompanied by someone right now.
With Ye Hongyu's help, Sangsang's illness was finally under control. She was not asleep all day. Even though she was still weak, she could at least look at the scenery or at Ning Que's face.