The night breeze was cool and the blood was gone.
The area washed by clean water was so clean that even such heavy killings could leave no trace.
The people who took to the streets the next day would never have thought that the clean and tidy streets where they stepped on had not only been washed by water, but also washed by blood last night.
The Tianshuiya carriage never moved, and Chen Weiwei never got off.
He felt that this matter had nothing to do with him or Shangyang Palace, so it made no difference whether he got off the bus or not.
But for some reason, he suddenly felt his heart tightening.
The master said that for so many years, Shangyang Palace has always had a unique and transcendent status, and it is as stable as a mountain because Shangyang Palace can keep its duty.
Everyone said that Shangyang Palace didn't even care about the imperial power, so there was no duty to uphold.
He also said that if I were a disciple of Shangyang Palace, I would even swing my arms and walk sideways while walking, otherwise I would not be worthy of the Taoist robe.
Even the coronation of Emperor Jade needs to be hosted by Shangyang Palace. Is there any place in the world that is higher than Shangyang Palace?
Chen Weiwei once asked, what is the duty that Shangyang Palace must guard? Is it checks and balances?
The master said that the word "check and balance" is not accurate. The word "balance" is good, but the word "control" is not good.
At that moment, Chen Weiwei understood that the duty Shangyang Palace must maintain is balance.
Balance Dayu's national destiny, balance imperial power and ministerial power, court power and civil rights, and even balance the legal system and morality.
Thinking of this, Chen Weiwei smiled to himself.
It turns out that this matter has nothing to do with him, but he still thinks he is very important.
The master did not ask him to come yesterday or tomorrow, but today.
Why?
It's a letter delivery.
No one who can reach this level has weak eyesight.
Many people can see that the Order Tower and Wangxiang Tower are the two knives in the hands of the new city lord. If the Jade Bird Tower disobeys, the sword will be used.
Common people also always say that so many high-ranking officials and wealthy people are just lucky. If it were them, I would do better.
But the people don't think about it. These people are standing on high places not just to overlook the lower places.
If they stand at a high place, they can see further and know more. At the very least, they will know where the wind is coming from earlier than those at lower places.
And these are because they know better and can make judgments.
Lin Ye kept Xie Yelan from coming to the stage in Qi Barracks, so of course Lin Ye became Xie Yelan's first target to establish his authority.
This is not a complicated situation or an exquisite design.
As long as you understand these two points, you can guess that something will happen to Jade Bird Tower and something will happen to Lin Ye.
So Chen Weiwei came.
It's just that Chen Weiwei didn't know it. He also felt that the master really hoped that he could stabilize the Qi Barracks in case Lin Ye had an accident.
turn out to be......
Chen smiled slightly to himself.
It turned out that he was just a messenger, and the master assigned him a task just to appease his pride.
At a certain height, the blue-robed priest Nie Wuji stood with his hands behind his back. He had been standing here for a long time.
He came not only to take a look, but also to be afraid that something might happen.
What if this person is not Lin Ye, and of course it is not Jade Bird Tower, but his somewhat innocent junior brother Chen Weiwei.
If Chen Weiwei was mature enough and smart enough, then when Lin Ye led the army out of the camp, Chen Weiwei should not have followed him.
Although since Chaoxin Sect killed a Shangyang Palace priest more than ten years ago, no one has dared to think of such a thing again.
But if there is such an eventuality that a blue-robed priest dies in such an unflattering fight, then the situation in Yunzhou will change again.
Shangyang Palace exists for balance, and it also acts for balance.
If a priest dies, the balance will be broken by Shangyang Palace, which guards the balance. If the Chaoxin Sect had not killed a priest more than ten years ago, then the fight against the rebellion would have been a matter for the Beiye Army.
But when a priest dies, Shangyang Palace must have an attitude. Therefore, in that killing, although Shangyang Palace's eight hundred white robes had no hesitation and the great rituals taught Yan Beisheng, Shangyang Palace once again became famous all over the world. In fact, Shangyang Palace's losses were also large enough.
The eight hundred white-robed disciples became famous all over the world, and almost all of them were killed or injured. The priest of the Dali Sect killed the leader of the Chaoxin Sect with all his strength, and his entire cultivation was ruined.
That was an absolute powerhouse that could rank among the top five in Shangyang Palace. The impact of losing one would be immeasurable.
Seeing that the gaffe had subsided at this time, everything that should have happened had happened, and nothing that shouldn't have happened had happened.
Nie Wuzhi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and looked at the Tianshuiya carriage again.
If he could go over at this time and say a word conveniently, he would definitely give some advice to Junior Brother Chen.
You should reflect on yourself.
This introspection is not because of Chen Weiwei's hasty behavior tonight, but because until now, he has not realized why he was able to enter Shangyang Palace.
If he could notice it and reflect on himself, he probably wouldn't be so proud.
Just when Nie Wuzhi turned to leave, he saw someone on the roof next to him looking at him.
I was so distracted that I didn't notice when the person arrived.
But Nie Wuzhi didn't feel annoyed, but rather happy, because this also showed that the guy's strength had increased again.
Lin Ye jumped to Nie Wuzhi's side. Nie Wuzhi smiled and raised his hand and waved it as a greeting.
Lin Ye cupped his fists and said, "Master Priest."
Nie Wuji smiled and said, "You are already a general, so there is no need to be so polite."
Lin Ye said: "I thought you wouldn't come today."
Nie Wuzhi said: "A person like me is full of complicated things. If anything happens, I will probably do it."
Nie Wuzhi seems to be seen in all external matters in Shangyang Palace.
This actually shows the importance of Nie Wuzhi, but it also makes Lin Ye feel a little pity for Nie Wuzhi.
How can I practice meditation calmly when my body is full of complicated and trivial matters?
If a person like Nie Wuzhi could devote all his time to practice, he would probably be in a place that is beyond the reach of mortal eyes.
Nie Wuzhi suddenly asked: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
Lin Ye was silent for a short time before Nie Wuzhi saw through his thoughts.
It was a dark night, and it could still cover something, but it couldn't cover Nie Wuzhi's eyes.
Lin Ye nodded.
Nie Wuzhi said: "Then why do you think I am not the one practicing in seclusion in Tianshui Cliff?"
Lin Ye shook his head.
Nie Wuzhi said: "Because I am unstable, I am a good person. Since I was a child, I like to get in close with others when they gossip. When someone curses on the street, I will climb the wall to watch. In other words, I am a bitch."
He clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
"Zhentian has his own choice, and this choice is the character given to people by Zhentian."
Nie Wuzhi said calmly: "Sometimes I feel sorry for myself. If I could devote myself to practice, then I must have reached a very high level."
Lin Ye nodded again.
Nie Wuzhi said: "It's all because the world is so weird and exciting. Practicing cultivation is as interesting as watching the world."
Lin Ye sighed.
Nie Wuzhi asked: "Are you still feeling sorry for me?"
Lin Ye: "No, I'm just feeling... you are really a bitch."
Nie Wuzhi laughed, not hiding his feelings at all.
"Look."
Nie Wuzhi said: "I saw a lot of boring things here today, such as killings, which made me regret and reflect on whether I should devote myself to practice. But today I also saw interesting people like you. , my eighth mother-in-law’s heart feels very satisfied.”
Lin Ye said: "How can I be so interesting?" Nie Wuzhi said: "Conspiracies, digging traps, sneak attacks, being ruthless and cold-hearted, all these things should be done by the villain in the story."
Lin Ye: "You're welcome."
Nie Wuzhi laughed loudly: "Look, you are so interesting."
He said: "I find it interesting and happy because until now, you haven't been a particularly obvious villain."
Lin Ye: "Thank you."
Nie Wuzhi: "It would be great if someone like you came to Shangyang Palace."
He seemed to have not given up yet and wanted Lin Ye to become a disciple of Shangyang Palace.
Lin Ye was also curious and asked, "Why?"
Nie Wuzhi replied: "Because...the things you do still seem superficial. If you practice in Shangyang Palace, you will become more beautiful in what you do."
Lin Ye: "The priest is scolding people so harshly that he even scolds the disciples."
Nie Wuzhi laughed again.
He said to Lin Ye: "As long as the teacher doesn't hear it."
Lin Ye said: "Villains are also good at snitching behind someone's back."
Nie Wuzhi: "Then you have to come to Tianshui Cliff and report as one of your own. It's more useful than being an outsider."
Lin Ye: "I won't go."
Nie Wuzhi: "So you are a bad villain."
He clasped his fists and said, "I'm going back. I'll go back to the teacher's gate to make a report. I'll still have time to catch up on some sleep."
Lin Ye cupped his fists and said, "Goodbye."
Nie Wuzhi jumped off the roof. He didn't come by car this time. After all, he couldn't see so many scenes in time by car.
He didn't bring anyone here. After all, if he brought those simple white-robed disciples, they would feel that it was a bit unethical for the master to just ignore him.
Because among the disciples of Shangyang Palace, the seeds were planted in each of them from the day they entered.
This seed is called justice in the world.
Why are the disciples of Shangyang Palace so proud? It is because of this that they feel that the world is unfair and that Shangyang Palace should take care of it.
Nie Wuzhi walked halfway and suddenly felt that this place was not wonderful.
Because people have died here.
The former Yunzhou City Chief Inspector Lei Fenglei was strangled to death here.
He stopped, not because he wanted to look for traces of the original place, but because he found that the reason why this unbeautiful place was not beautiful was because it was not a coincidence.
In the darkness, a masked man came out of the alley. He had no weapons in his hands, so he should be confident enough.
Right in front, there was a man standing there, dressed in black robe, probably looking at Nie Wuzhi with a playful expression.
On the left and right sides, there was also a person appearing on each side, wearing black clothes and covering their faces, especially echoing the atmosphere of the night.
Nie Wuzhi suddenly understood.
"It turns out that the hundreds of people who died today are not the protagonist, I am."
He looked around, thinking that such an interesting person like him could be trapped in such a boring situation.
He came here to look at Chen Weiwei, because Chen Weiwei couldn't die.
If a priest in Shangyang Palace dies in a dispute, even if it is just a blue-robed priest, it will destroy the balance.
Yes.
He is also a blue-robed priest.
Moreover, his status and weight as a blue-robed priest are much more important than Chen Weiwei's.
Nie Wuzhi raised his head and looked at the direction of Tianshui Cliff, wondering whether it was far or near.
This place is really annoying.
He asked: "You won't beat the body to pieces after killing someone, right? Please be kind to me. After all, there are not many people as interesting as me."
After saying this, a blue light floated around him.
The man in black robes opposite smiled.
"You are indeed very interesting, so I promise you that at least I won't smash your face."
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