Chapter 42: Five Supervisors of Apocalypse

Apocalypse City.
Honghe Temple.
The handsome man with white temples was sitting on the futon, his left hand gently twisted the prayer beads on his hand, a long sword was placed on his right hand, and the scriptures were whispered on his mouth.
One of the five superintendents, the Superintendent of Xiangxiang, is the who is the in charge of the Hongxu Temple. He is also the once a cold sword, the wind and snow sword that curled up a storm on the rivers and lakes, Shen Jingzhou-Duke Jin.
"Master." A child stepped inside the door and called out softly. It was Boyong who went to Dafanyin Temple with him that day.
Father Jinxian didn't open his eyes, but just gave a soft "um".
"President Jinyu is here," Boyong whispered.
Father Jinxian nodded and waved his hand to signal Boyong to go out.
Boyong turned and walked away quickly, stepping out the door, and found that the tall man in a purple python robe was still standing respectfully at the door, with his hands tied behind him, looking up at the sky in a daze. Unlike the other superintendents, the sword-handed superintendent is a person who rarely visits his house, and every time he visits, he always appears so virtuous. It will not be less courteous to ask the disciple to report before entering the hospital. Unlike the stern and fierce Sword Supervisor, and the sleek and exquisite handprint Supervisor, this Supervisor who always sits in the library and reads at first glance looks like a middle-aged Confucian scholar. But for no reason, Boyong liked this supervisor who always smiled politely.
"Father-in-law, Master invites you to enter the hall." Boyong said respectfully.
Father Jinyu returned to his senses, nodded, and walked towards the hall. Boyong found a butterfly resting on his shoulder. He was shocked, not to mention that when an ordinary person moved, the butterfly flew away in shock. This martial artist is so hostile that it is impossible for the butterfly to get close. What kind of martial arts was supervised by this palm book, and it could hide the breath to such a realm. But when Boyong thought about it, Duke Jinyu, who seemed to walk slowly, had already walked into the hall.
"Jinyu." Father Jinxian opened his eyes, and the movement of flicking the rosary in his hand stopped.
Father Jinyu nodded and sat down on a bench.
Father Jinxian did not get up, but smiled slightly: "What wind brings you to me."
"Not a gust of wind." Father Jinyu shook his head.
"That's it?" Duke Jinxian looked at Duke Jinyu.
"It's a gust of wind and snow." Duke Jinyu said solemnly.
After a long silence, Duke Jin sighed heavily: "Sure enough, he still walked into that city."
"Yes. From the moment he entered the city, that game of chess has already begun, and now we can't be on the chessboard. As chess pieces, we have to make a choice." Duke Jinyu picked up the table. Cup of tea.
"It's cold," Duke Jinxian reminded.
"Maybe." Father Jinyu touched the bottom of the cup lightly with his fingers. The bowl of cold tea boiled all of a sudden, and there was steaming steam. He blew gently and took a sip.
"Using the breath technique to make tea, if the master knows it, it will probably be mad." Duke Jin Xian chuckled.
Father Jinyu put down the teacup and said to himself: "We have to make a choice."
"We can’t make a choice. The three princes, the four generals, the five Shangshu, the cities and the big families on the rivers and lakes, they can all have their own choices. But the Five Great Supervisors did not choose. Whose name is written on the scroll hidden on the Tai'an Hall plaque, our choice is who." Duke Jinxian put a smile away and said seriously.
"But I want to choose." Duke Jinyu said lightly, but every word hit Duke Jinxian's heart heavily.
"Jinyu! You!" Duke Jinxian was shocked.
"Jinyu is right, the scroll on that plaque clearly hasn't written any words at this moment!" Suddenly, a heavy voice suddenly sounded, a purple light flashed, and there was another person in the hall.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, without anger and prestige.
Father-in-law Jinwei, the superintendent of the sword.
"And we can influence the name that is finally written on the scroll, who is it." A smiling voice suddenly sounded, and there was a fat figure outside the hall with a smile on his face, but his eyes were difficult to hide. Perceived edge.
Father-in-law Jinyan, Supervisor of Palm Print.
"Three months ago, you convened the Fifth Supervisory Committee and told us that you met that person in Dafanyin Temple. Now, we have received news that that person has stepped into Xueyue City. This shows that we thought we had already It was the endgame chess game and came back to life. Before we were pawns, but now, we can be chess players." Jin Yan went into the hall.
"People who play chess? To be honest, you are too high on yourself." Father Jinxian sneered.
My father-in-law still smiles: "When you were a little eunuch, you thought that you would become the supervisor of the incense sect that could hold Honghu Temple on behalf of you. Now you are in a high position, why don't you want to go to another level? What about picking the stars?"
"Pick the stars by hand?" Duke Jinxian sneered, and the whole hall shook slightly as the sword energy surged around him.
"You two have been quarreling since you were young. When can you correct your own problems?" Duke Jinyu stood up from the bench and waved his hand gently to press down the cold sword.
Father Jin snorted coldly: "The five great prisoners acted on the order of the emperor. We were adopted by the master since we were young. Has the master ever said such a rebellious thing about picking stars by hand?
"I only said to pick the stars with my hand, and I didn't say that I would compete with the sun and the moon. Jinxian, you are too sensitive." Grandpa Jinyan also waved his hand to round the field.
Standing with a sword, the majestic father-in-law Jinwei finally spoke: "I would like to say that you are right. If it was before, we can naturally wait for the Lord to make a choice. But since that person has reappeared, many things have changed. .Now only we know, but once he steps into Xueyue City, then more and more people will know. We can’t wait. You rushed back to Tianqi from Khotan in ten days, wasn’t it because of this reason? ?"
Jinxian sighed without answering.
"This year, dozens of groups of people have left Apocalypse City. Do you know where they all went?" A low voice suddenly came from the back of the hall.
All four were shocked, who could appear behind them breathlessly, and they hurriedly turned their heads. I saw a middle-aged man with white hair wearing a purple python robe sitting in front of the Buddha statue, looking at them calmly.
The four hurriedly bowed to the ground: "Supervisor!"
He just grew up with the emperor as a companion, and didn't control any major internal affairs, but he was the highest leader of the eunuchs in the true sense-Jinxuan Supervisor.
Supervisor Jinxuan continued: "They went to Xueyue City, Wushuang City, Muliang City, Jiangnan Leijia, Tangmen in Shuzhong, Lingnan Time-honored Wenjia, Qingcheng Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Shaolin Temple, Yunlin Temple, and even After going to the heaven outside the place and the dark river that is nowhere to be found, almost all the martial arts masters sent troops to go. The battle over the court is not over yet, the battle on the rivers and lakes has begun. ."
The four of them had stood up at this time, but looked at each other a few times and did not answer, because they did not understand what Supervisor Jinxuan wanted to say at the moment.
"Jinyan, you just said that you want to influence the name on that scroll?" Supervisor Jinxuan suddenly looked at Father Jinyan.
The fat Jinyan father-in-law was sweating profusely at this time, and hurriedly knelt down again: "Supervisor, I would like to speak nonsense..."
"Well, you don't have to be so afraid of me." Duke Jinxuan waved his hand, "We are brothers, but I haven't lived with you since I was a child, so it's better to be kind to each other than you are. But this matter is important to us. There must be no misunderstanding between the five great prisons. You are right, we do have the ability to influence that name. But we don’t have to."
"No need?" The four were puzzled.
"Yes, no. Because the name written on that scroll must be our choice!" Supervisor Jin Xuan said loudly.
The four of them are already sweating coldly behind them. This sentence can have many meanings, but there is a kind of interpretation that can make a few of them immediately fall to the ground.
"Supervisor, do we need to send someone to Xueyue City now?" Only Duke Jinyu's expression remained as usual, and asked in a deep voice.
"No. Those people are too anxious. Because of their panic."
"We are waiting here."
"His entry into Xueyue City is just the beginning. When he enters Apocalypse City, it will be when we enter the game!"