Chapter 130

Heaven's destiny is above, which is not related to the world.

Only the divine emperor, which is related to the fate and future of the human race, can be called destiny.

The young man in royal clothes wanted to ask about succession, and Princess Hu wanted to ask about Zixi. Of course, they all related to destiny.

But Tianjin refused their request with the same words. What kind of meaning does it have?

"It's just a common means of fortune tellers. As I said, the one in the nunnery is very good at bluffing."

Well nine said to Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue thought, is it really so simple?

The boy was very angry and said, "even the emperor and the sword god respect you very much. Who are you? How could you be so rude to your husband! "

Jingjiu calmly said, "if it's not the means of the fortune teller, how do you explain these two sentences?"

The boy sneered and said, "Sir, learning from heaven and man, there is a deep meaning in your words. Where can you ordinary people understand?"

Well nine said, "Heaven's destiny is one, why two? If your husband's words are really meaningful, can I suspect that he wants to provoke civil strife in the palace? "

The boy was speechless when he heard the speech. He didn't know what his husband thought, and he didn't dare to answer casually. He had to hum, no longer paid attention to Jing Jiu, but looked at the little girl.

Looking at the boy's expression, siser knew what he was going to say. He was so disappointed that he would leave like this. As soon as he picked up his eyebrow, he was ready to make a scene.

The boy said, "Sir, when your mother will marry depends on when the old prince is tired of this world."

Hearing this, Se SE's eyes lit up and then asked, "when on earth?"

The so-called tired of the world is only in autumn.

Siser doesn't like her grandmother and doesn't expect her to die early. What she really wants to know is something else.

The boy said, "at least ten years later."

The little girl calculated that she was old ten years later. Even if her mother remarried at that time, she had enough ability to help or stop it.

When the question was answered, she smiled, said a few words with Zhao Layue, made an appointment to meet the next day, and left Meilin with the woman.

Meilin left only Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.

The boy stopped talking and stretched out his hand to invite Zhao La Yue.

Zhao Layue didn't look at well nine this time and went directly into the nunnery.

Time flows slowly, and the sky changes between the branches.

Well nine stood quietly in front of the nunnery, thinking nothing.

I don't know how long it took, the boy went out of the nunnery and came to him.

Well nine looked at him and didn't speak.

The boy understood what he meant and said, "your companion has left the nunnery and is waiting there."

Well nine goes out.

The boy was stunned. After a while, he woke up and shouted, "wait a minute."

Well nine stopped.

The boy caught up and said with dissatisfaction, "you're lucky. There's another place for you today."

He didn't understand why he had explained the young monk's previous rudeness to his husband. He didn't get angry and even had to meet each other.

You know, even those princes in the imperial dynasty seldom pay attention to them.

To the boy's surprise, Jing Jiu didn't turn around when he heard what he said, and walked towards the plum garden again.

"Hello! What are you doing? "

The boy was surprised and puzzled. He thought it was absurd and kept shouting behind him.

Well nine ignored it, but took a few steps to the lake, ready to pass through the pavilion with dozens of green leaves.

At this time, a vicissitudes and low voice sounded in his ear.

"You really don't want to know the whereabouts of Jingyang?"

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Well nine stopped and looked at the green leaves blown down by the wind on the pavilion.

He knew that no one could hear the voice except himself.

He hides in the gap between heaven and earth and enters his ears with ideas. The other party's divine knowledge is very strong, even those sea breaking elders of Qingshan sect are inferior.

But that's not enough to stop him.

The reason why he stopped was this problem.

The whole world thinks that Jingyang immortal has soared, and only a few people know that this is not true.

For example, Zhao Layue, several important figures in qingshanzong and, of course, himself.

If anyone else knows that Jingyang failed to rise, they must have something to do with it.

Those people may be masterminds or accomplices. In short, they are the people he has been looking for.

Of course, the owner of this voice may have heard some rumors from somewhere, so he plays tricks with this topic, or he may want to provoke him with this question. But no matter what it is, I know I should see each other.

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... walking into the old nunnery, I followed the moss and green to the inside and saw a humble room with simple layout. There was a flower in front of the window and a straw curtain across the middle. When Jing Jiu stepped into the room, the grass curtain rose without wind and tied to the column by himself. The picture looked quite magical. He didn't even look at it. When the grass curtain is lifted, the aroma comes first, and then the picture. The thin smoke, like a mist, leaves the incense and dissipates into the air. After sitting on the case, he had white hair, wrinkled face and sunken eyes. He had been blind for many years and exuded an unfathomable and indescribable breath. In addition to the incense burner, there were paper and inkstone. The ink in the inkstone reflected the sky light, bright and dark, as if there was no difference between black and white. The old man was writing something with a snow pen in his hand. Xuehao pen is made of the fine hair in the ears of the great demon of the snow country. It is extremely rare. Especially after a short break with the war with the snow country in recent years, it is more and more difficult to find it. But such a rare pen is held in the hand of the old man, just like the most common rabbit hair. Because the old man looked very natural and didn't care. Maybe it's because he's blind and can't see the flawless pen. What's more, he has already seen through the world, not to mention a pen? Well nine came to the case and looked. The ink in the inkstone can't see clearly, but it can be seen clearly when it is inhaled by the snow and falls on the paper. That's cooked ink. Cooked ink is the ink that stays overnight. The water and ink gradually separate and are written on the paper by the nib, so it has a different aesthetic feeling. Outside the ink words, there are several water marks, like a paper umbrella in the rain or a girl with water droplets on her temples. It's nice, but the ink depends on each other. It's hard to say black and white. Jing Jiu is used to seeing Zhao Layue's eyes, so he doesn't like it. I don't like it or not, but the word is really excellent“ The words are good. " He said. If you are an ordinary person, you should also exclaim a few words in addition to praise. For example: your eyes can't see things. Why can you write so well? Then the old man can answer: I am a man close to the sky of Bailu academy, unique in the cave, unparalleled in the world. My heart is open, and everything is in my heart... Jing Jiu didn't say that. So there is no follow-up. So the silence in the nunnery seemed a little awkward. He didn't do it deliberately, but really didn't care. In the roller shutter man's Hospital, he once said that people close to the sky can frighten people. He knew the other party must have some skills. But no matter how many skills you have, even if you really lead Xilai to become a generation of sword God, even if you are recognized as the person closest to the way of heaven. Well nine is still not interested or concerned. The old man bowed his head like snow covering the peak. The nunnery is very quiet. I don't know how long it took. The old man finally spoke. He asked me a question“ Since you don't care about the world, why are you here? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.