"Tu Hu!"
A white-mustached old man with a small braid tied in his felt hat, wearing a wool coat, stood in the heavily wind-blown and snow-filled sky. Like a majestic white lion, he blocked the grand and solemn gate of Min He Temple.
His slightly hunched body from the past now stood straight and appeared tall. His usually cloudy eyes were at this moment coldly bright and terrifying. His slightly wide lion's nose flared, and his voice was pressed out from his throat... exactly like the roar of an old lion.
The distant howling wind seemed to respond to this sound, as if when he opened his mouth, the grassland awakened.
The north wind wailed, and the frost and snow cut like knives.
As the chief elder of the Great Shepherd Empire's Joint Elders Council, Bo Er Zhi Jin · E Ke Lie had been majestic for half his life. Especially during the reign of Emperor Mu Lie, He Lian Wen Hong, he was a powerful figure. He rose to the political stage of the Shepherd country precisely during the period when the Joint Elders Council was suppressed by imperial power, a time when grassland imperial power and divine power stood side by side.
He temporarily took office after the death of the previous chief elder of the Joint Elders Council, reverently propping up the falling sky. Representing the interests of various tribes, he firmly guarded the authority of the Joint Elders Council.
Under his painstaking management, the Joint Elders Council, which Emperor Mu Lie had said "should be cleaned together with cow dung," was never swept out of the highest royal court. For many years, although it no longer enjoyed the glory of sharing imperial power, it had not decayed too much and always retained a certain authority. It was a symbol of power on the vast grassland, second only to the royal court and the Cang Tu Divine Teachings.
So, he also watched with open eyes as imperial power rose all the way, eventually even suppressing divine power, and watched the grassland enter an era dominated by the He Lian imperial clan alone.
Naturally, forbearance and silence were his long-term political stance. This was the reason he had survived several dynasties without falling.
Acting like this today, blocking the gate of the Shepherd country's ritual office and publicly calling out the name of the Divine Crown Great High Priest, was truly a rare statement in his lifetime.
He was indeed extremely angry!
And indeed, he could no longer remain silent.
"Great Elder! What is the meaning of this?" Tu Hu, wearing a luxurious Divine Crown sacrificial robe, came out from within Min He Temple and stood still at the door.
The gate of Min He Temple was open, but he did not take the last step forward to welcome him outside, nor did E Ke Lie walk inside.
The two sides were separated by this line, as if in two worlds.
Inside the temple, it was warm like spring; outside, there was a strong wind and heavy snow.
The temple master of Min He Temple, Zhao Ru Cheng, was still dealing with the aftermath of the Tian Hai storm – actually, he was just explaining the widely heard bell's involvement with Ming Di Zang, accepting questions from various sides. He had stayed in the East Sea for a while, and then represented the Shepherd country in going to You Ming, preliminarily demonstrating the Shepherd country's attitude towards the underworld.
As the chief of diplomacy for the Shepherd country, he was always unable to free himself when needing to communicate with various sides.
Tu Hu, the Divine Crown Great High Priest, who had come to look after the widely heard bell, naturally temporarily took over here.
"Look at this strong wind and heavy snow!"
Goose feather-like snowflakes melted on E Ke Lie's felt hat. His white mustache trembled: "It scrapes and chisels like a knife and axe, poking at the heart and liver. How many cattle and sheep will freeze to death this year!"
It was still the height of the summer season, yet before the majesty of the blazing sun could be seen, and before the warmth of divine glory could be felt, a white hair wind had blown up on the grassland. This was the largest and longest-lasting white hair wind in nearly a thousand years!
"Yes, ah." Tu Hu exhaled a breath of frost and looked at the distant sky: "This scar on the grassland, who knows how long it will continue!"
"You also don't know!" E Ke Lie glared at him.
"It is true that the celestial phenomena are too complex, unlike ordinary times." Tu Hu was very patient and said slowly: "Perhaps it is because in that spring in the past, transcendents died one after another, and heaven and earth were filled with sorrow. So the intensity of the decline of the sun and moon is also far beyond previous times... The white hair wind is originally a natural disaster of the grassland and cannot be handled by 'proper heavenly time.' After this period of time, it will be better."
"Ninety-eight days!" E Ke Lie's voice rose.
Tu Hu said: "It shouldn't need that long."
E Ke Lie held his long staff, propping it at the front of the door, and let out a "ha" sound!
"Present-world divine envoy Cang Ming is tired from rushing about during this period."
"Hu Yan Jing Xuan, the master of the Cang Yu patrol office, after consecutively breaking two hundred and ninety-seven Ling Ye wind eyes, was temporarily exhausted. Cold invaded his dao body, and he was nearly frozen to death. It was His Highness, the Emperor's son Zhao Tu, who personally held the cave heaven treasure, the longevity golden tent, and deeply entered the wind and snow to save him back."
"Her Highness, the Emperor's daughter Yun Yun, has been busy with disaster relief and saving people during this period. Yi Yang Palace has not had a moment of peace, and the red cavalry has been dispatched in all directions."
He looked at Tu Hu: "Yet the Great High Priest is here dodging leisure!"
He Lian Yun Yun had light cavalry as near guards, all wearing red robes and riding red horses. They were conspicuous in the wind and snow, and were also called the "Yi Yang red cavalry." Among them, regardless of gender, they painted their faces with rouge, which was a beautiful scenery on the grassland. They were also called the "Rouge cavalry."
Even this army had been dispatched to save the disaster, which showed how busy Yi Yang Palace already was.
Tu Hu, however, remained calm: "Under the cover of Cang Tu's divine glory, each of us has a mission - hasn't the Great Elder also not personally swept away the wind and snow?"
"Today is about mission." E Ke Lie tried to ease some of his emotions: "I remember the mission of the Divine Crown Great High Priest is not in Min He Temple, but should be on Qiong Lu Mountain."
"The widely heard bell was shaken by Di Zang, and I have to personally guard it for a period to avoid any aftermath. During the previous period, Jing Country questioned us, and I had to go to Guan He Terrace once to avoid friction between the two countries... Perhaps the Great Elder has forgotten?" Tu Hu raised his head and looked at the eaves, sighing lightly: "You say I dodge leisure, with this sky full of wind and snow pressing down on the temple head, where can I dodge to?"
E Ke Lie said coldly: "If this temple head is pressed down, this old man will be no more than buried within, with bricks and tiles covering my body. How can that compare to the Great High Priest, who has many choices!"
"Please do not say so." Tu Hu had repeatedly given way to E Ke Lie, but at this time, his face showed more bitterness: "My faith in Cang Tu God, my loyalty to His Majesty, do they still need to be questioned?"
The wind and snow became increasingly urgent, colliding with the temple door.
E Ke Lie said in the wind and snow: "I do not believe that Jing Country can go north at present. I do not think that the Divine Crown Great High Priest is inferior to the Peng Lai Palm Teach - but on Guan He Terrace, the Peng Lai Palm Teach yet took away a divine puppet."
He was absolutely not questioning Tu Hu. Every sentence was a statement, every sentence was certain. He was absolutely not giving any opportunity for him to play.
This showed extremely deep vigilance.
Towards the current Tu Hu, he completely did not trust him!
"I lost one move, then lost a small toy. The secret of the old divine puppet was seen through early, impossible to hide. We have grasped the source, so we are not worried about replicating it." Tu Hu said calmly: "This is of course because my skill is inferior to others, but losing to the Peng Lai Palm Teach, even Cang Tu God will forgive me. This is not a serious matter, is it?"
"Perhaps... not only so!" The more E Ke Lie spoke, the more emotional he became: "I know things are not just these. The Great High Priest should not be conceited about his divine powers and treat others as blind fools!"
Tu Hu stood fixed there: "I do not understand the Great Elder's meaning."
E Ke Lie pointed to stop, and let out a 'ha' sound: "During this period, Huang Fu has greatly saved the wind and snow on the grassland, he is the savior of ten thousand families. He is so enthusiastic, he really should bring the Huang Long Guard also over to help!"
"We have always had both competition and cooperation with Jing Country. We are both allies and rivals, and we do not have a life-and-death opposition. The demonic tide forces us to unite, and the line between life and death is never a matter for one family." Tu Hu countered: "Could saving disaster also be considered malicious?"
"In the places where the white hair wind is rampant, yellow-faced Buddhas are all set up." E Ke Lie shook his head: "It is also that I am meddling, this matter originally should not be me who is tense for the Great High Priest!"
"The Great Elder is worried about the world and often has unease. But this is indeed nothing to be tense about." Tu Hu said indifferently: "'Ten thousand teachings merge, faith is free' is the national policy. Huang Fu originally has a good relationship with Wan Yan Xiong Lue and has always been close to the grassland. The yellow-faced Buddha, as a model of the ten thousand teachings merging, is even more suitable. Did the Great Elder also support it when Huang She Li came to preach earlier?"
E Ke Lie became increasingly dissatisfied: "At that time, it was just a small temple, but now it has become a great teaching. The difference between them is not just in words! It is even more ineffable!"
Tu Hu only lightly shook his head: "Whether it is a small temple or a great teaching, they are all our Great Shepherd Divine Teachings, and they must all be under the jurisdiction of royal power, and must also pay taxes and serve. I think there is no need to worry too much."
E Ke Lie was instantly furious and smashed the ground with his staff: "You still want to conceal me now!"
The vast wind and snow exploded layer by layer in the distance.
Many officials of Min He Temple had long avoided the area, covering their ears and eyes. But such a big commotion simply could not be hidden from people.
A head-on conflict between the chief elder of the Joint Elders Council and the great high priest of the Cang Tu Divine Teachings, these two real power figures on the grassland, was bound to be a huge storm that swept across the entire grassland.
Standing in the center of the storm, Tu Hu was still very calm: "Great Elder, I do not understand what you are saying."
"This old man is already face to face with you, yet you still deceive your heart and deceive people." E Ke Lie propped up his staff and said: "I know this is a transaction. A transaction!"
His braided mustache and white hair were all trembling: "I just do not understand why our Joint Elders Council has already been expelled from the center of grassland power and is still being concealed in such big matters! I just do not understand why our rights, the rights of each tribe, we who have dedicated our lives to the country, can no longer be guaranteed! The court and the divine teachings guard us like thieves!"
He raised his finger and pointed far away: "What kind of person is that Huang Fu! Without morality in his eyes, with heavy killing karma, if it weren't for his daughter pulling at his heart, he would be a contemporary evil Buddha! We actually have to help him in this way, so that Hu Yan Jing Xuan is not just suppressed!"
"Hu Yan Jing Xuan is rushing about for the country, risking his life and forgetting death - but Hu Yan Jing Xuan is unaware! I am also unaware!"
Along with the thud of his long staff on the ground, three groups of sacred flames rose behind him, their glory emanating in brilliant layers, which were the bonfires of sacrificial gods!
Not only did Divine Crown priests have divine favor, they were also the first people under the god in the Qiong Lu agreement. As the Joint Elders Council, which Cang Tu God had originally intended to share sovereign power with the royal clan, it once represented the faith of the major true blood tribes towards God, and naturally also bathed in divine grace.
This sacrificial god's bonfire is the most powerful flame on the grassland.
It was said that if it spread to the extreme, it would make the green grass no longer regenerate and make the grassland a land of eternal divine punishment.
Tu Hu lowered his eyes: "You say I guard you like a thief, but you know everything."
"But you said nothing! Is it because this old man's pair of eyes can still be used, and this old man's nose can still smell the treachery of human hearts!"
"As a transaction, you all support Huang Fu in gathering faith and proving his dao on the grassland, letting the Jing Emperor alone bear the responsibility for this demonic world and fight against the Seven Hates. I know—"
E Ke Lie was both sad and indignant, and had the fear and unwillingness of a sudden power vacuum, of being abandoned by the era: "I know the Son of Heaven is in Cang Tu Heaven Country!"
Tu Hu opened his mouth, but finally just stood fixed there: "Must it be so?"
"I also know—" Bo Er Zhi Jin · E Ke Lie's cold and bright eyes gradually became covered with a gray haze: "That time when Jiang Wang caused a big commotion in Tian Jing City, you were in the blood rain—"
"Be careful with your words, Great Elder!" Tu Hu looked at him: "I respectfully advise you."
"The grassland is not the grassland of the He Lian clan alone, it is the grassland shared by all people. We are born here, and we all have the right to enjoy sunlight and rain dew! Your Tu clan is also a true blood tribe, and you, Tu Hu, also hold the Cang Tu Divine Teachings, yet how childish, actually thinking that submission will not be abandoned! Do not see the previous lesson!" E Ke Lie said sternly: "Today you are the knife, tomorrow you will also be slaughtered!"
Tu Hu said: "No one will be abandoned. Unless you want to betray His Majesty."
"I just want to preserve our original rights! Now we retreat again and again, and there is no road left behind us!" E Ke Lie lifted his frost-white long staff, as if an old lion baring its teeth, his expression filled with sorrow: "No retreat road!"
Tu Hu sighed: "Then, now it is my turn to question you—"
His luxurious sacrificial robe fluttered in the wind, and he lightly raised his head. The sigh and hesitation on his face all changed to indifference. He only asked: "Bo Er Zhi Jin · E Ke Lie, how can I kill you most simply?"
"Don't be tense."
"You have not questioned me, so you don't have to give me an answer—"
He walked forward, walked out of the gate of Min He Temple, and smiled slightly: "But I already have the answer."
"Let me see the answer..."
Within the Jiang residence in Yun Cheng, Jiang Wang hooked his index finger lightly, and an extremely fine, extremely thin sword qi silk then bound a mosquito, slowly pulling it before him.
The sword silk was extremely sharp, and the mosquito was extremely light.
To bind it without injuring its fine feathers was quite a refined skill - he usually used this to test Chu Yao. If she made a mistake, he would not punish her physically, but instead punish her by making her write.
The mosquitoes within a hundred li of the Bai Yu Jing wine house were almost killed off by Young Hero Chu.
Seeing a mosquito was like seeing a great enemy of life and death.
He was elegantly called the "Exterminate Mosquito Young Hero."
This mosquito's belly was swollen. Bound by the sword silk of a contemporary True Monarch, it was hung upside down, falling onto the table - right in the center of the blood-colored Bagua.
Just as Yu Bei Dou had said, the foundation of blood divination technique is to use human life to divine heaven's fate. It uses the end of a certain fate to observe the ripples of the river of fate.
The human race is now the master of the present world, and is naturally the best material for calculation.
Of course, Jiang Wang could not be like that fortune-telling demon and immediately kill a passerby to divine.
He specially selected a mosquito that had sucked full of human blood, ascended this divination platform, and calculated this time.
Divination is also a profound study. Even though he had already reached today's realm, he could not say that he could master it just by saying so. It could not be obtained without long-term hard work, and of course, it also required corresponding talent...
It was all makeshift.
The calculation material was makeshift, and the calculation was also makeshift.
At present, it was like hitting one pole with a date or no date, drifting in the long river of fate.
Inside the simply decorated study room, the atmosphere was solemn.
The person sitting at the desk looked very serious.
There were no books on the desk, everything was cleared, only the blood-colored Bagua was there for the mosquito.
There was human blood, there was life, the blood divination technique created by Yu Nan Ji was also complete without any leaks, and he did not lack the vision to overlook the present world from the limit. What was he still lacking?
He lacked a bit of the ability to deceive heaven, to make the long river of fate rise with waves because of a mosquito!
Jiang Wang's index finger hung above the mosquito, and a heaven seal suddenly appeared in the center of his brow.
His whole person also suddenly looked somewhat indifferent and majestic.
Yuan Zhi Ben, named "Deceive Heaven," certainly did not think that "Deceive Heaven" was already so unserious.
Jiang Wang's index finger pressed down lightly, and the mosquito on the blood-colored divination platform instantly became a thin piece, tightly pasted and embedded in the center of the Bagua.
The blood-colored Bagua immediately began to rotate, rotating faster and faster, until it was like a windmill at the end, rotating into a blood-colored circle, as if in the darkness, a terrifying forest of eyes!!
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