The winter sunshine is thin and airy, and when it falls on the body, it can only give people a faint warmth. In the palace of Capital City, there are officials wearing red robes. They lower their heads and walk quickly up and down the steps. Although their steps are fast, they are inexplicably heavy.
Several days have passed since the end of the discussion on Buddhism and Daoism, which was almost anticlimactic.
The appearance of the huge golden Buddha statue was witnessed by hundreds of thousands of people. They not only saw how majestic the appearance of the Buddha statue was, but also witnessed how abrupt the scene of the Buddha's shattering was. In fact, even this official, before this, had some respect for the Buddha. The many causes and effects, Divine Ability, are vast and reincarnated for thousands of generations.
After wallowing in the world of mortals and climbing to this position, who doesn't hope that they will still have such glory and wealth in the future?
Yesterday I witnessed the shattering of the Buddha, and something in my heart seemed to be shattered, and for a moment it felt empty.
Another sound of mournful wailing came from the palace behind, awakening the official who had fallen into an empty mood.
After the howl, there was a loud cry of "I am not wrong, I am not wrong, you are just a prince, you are not qualified to judge me", but then the armor and armor leaves collided with each other, making a crisp and chilling sound, which was the sound of swords being unsheathed and cutting through flesh and blood. There was a scream, and then there was deathly silence.
The official who came out trembled. He slowly turned around and saw blood slowly flowing out from the cracks in the bricks of the hall. It was extremely sticky and sent a chill down his back.
Another one...
He was thinking.
Officials of Principal Third Rank, Imperial Silver-Blue Grand Master of Light and Prosperity, were also beheaded.
For a moment, I even felt the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox dying, and I felt extremely sad--
Tribulation of Buddhism and Daoism appears to be over.
But it was like a mountain as huge as Mount Tai, crashing down on the boundless sea. The moment it fell, it was no doubt loud and noisy, making people feel frightened, but the endless waves that immediately erupted after the mountain fell, were the most deadly and huge to all the fish under the water.
Since the conflict between Buddhism and Daoism, the Buddha's dharma has been shattered, and all Bodhisattvas have retreated, temporarily staying in the Divine Martial Dynasty, the largest temple in the world. It is supported by the determination of the former Human Emperor and the later deposed Duke Wen Shang. In addition, based on the accumulation of hundreds of years in the past, the temple has become a place for horse racing, with lights burning. At its peak, there were hundreds of thousands of monks.
The daily food supply for the highest-level monks is jaw-dropping, but even the monk at the lowest level does not need to farm, and the surrounding people have to provide for them. The Bodhisattva Vajra is here, chanting sutras and sermons every day, and the golden Buddha light has turned into a huge barrier, soaring into the sky and blocking out the sun.
But Li Zhai didn't care about such things.
After he entered the dynasty, he immediately put the previous emperor Li Hui under house arrest. A great scholar rushed to the door and angrily accused him of disrespecting morality and acting against the rules. There will be tragic retribution, Li Zhai sent people to persuade this person. When old man, the leader of today's literati Wenzong, left, the latter became even more unjust and extremely angry. He angrily cursed these words and deeds as acts of chaos for the people and the country.
At that time, almost all scholars in the world praised the old Wen Zong for his strong character.
The leader of Tian Wenzong was beheaded by one sword for Li Zhai.
As a result, the literati who was originally eager to give it a try suddenly became silent.
Li Zhai, the so-called rebellious minister and traitor, as the son, broke into his father's rituals; as the younger brother, he forced the palace elder brother to kill the leader of civil servants as a royal family [the first thief of the times], so he took the head of the leader of the world Grandmaster and walked to the palace in a dignified manner.
Then, three hundred cows brought in countless files, and began a historical event that later generations called the "Bloodbath."
Some people in later generations believe that Li Zhai, the best general in the world, completely ruined his chance to ascend to the throne precisely because of the bloody killings during this period. He clearly had the majestic power of the world, but finally let a younger brother from a side branch sit in that position. This is a great regret for Li Zhai, but for the world of Kyushu, it seems to be a supreme glory.
It was the beginning of a glorious era.
Some people also believe that Li Zhai was never a person who would become an emperor. He was like a beast with sharpened claws and had been fighting in all directions since he was young. Such a person would not stay in one place for a long time. His eyes would always be on more distant places, like a pack of hunting wolves.
He just took advantage of the general trend to come here, and then used the sharpened blade of the border fortress to cut out all the rotten places in the empire in a straightforward way.
He completed the fastest transformation through labor pains, and finally all the hostility and malice fell on him.
After completing his destiny, he will leave and go to the next battlefield.
The era of boundless glory that followed was also due to Li Zhai.
In this era, King Wei Wu, who had already been saddled with many infamy for betraying his father and forcing his elder brother into the palace, began his bold attack on the ills. He severely damaged Aristocratic Clan who had swallowed up the land, and then distributed the land to the people. He also abolished the head tax extremely and completely, and changed it to a method of collecting taxes according to the land area, dividing the land into acres.
This directly violates the interests of the clan and Aristocratic Clan.
But before he came here, he swept all the countries and fought thirteen battles in one month. He was under the army that was sure to win every battle.
Aristocratic Clan The rich people have also become sheep.
Li Zhai is already a great warlord.
It's just that his violent behavior, although it was for drastic reforms, also affected many people. Some people praised him, and some criticized him, but he didn't care, he just firmly fulfilled his destiny. At the same time, Prince Qin began to silently help the innocent officials who were affected and fight for the interests of the people.
Just like the flow of yin and yang, Human Dao Destiny also completed a mysterious transformation in this process.
Snowflakes were flying down. Prince Qin Li Weifeng, who was one year older, stretched out his palm, listened to his subordinate's report, and nodded slightly. He looked at Star Picking Tower, and seemed to be looking at King Wei Wu who was showing off his sharpness. He sighed at Su Shengyuan next to him and said:
"There are three types of rulers in the world: the king, the hegemon, and the strong. The king's way is to politicize it, the hegemon's way is to threaten it, and the powerful way is to threaten it. Each has its own strengths."
"In today's world, which has undergone major changes, what is needed is not royal enlightenment, but domineering suppression."
"However, being so domineering as my brother is really too much. Although he has solved a lot of troubles, he is destined to fail to get the throne..."
Su Shengyuan said, "So His Highness is starting to conquer Human Heart at this moment because..."
Li Weifeng said:
"Master has taught me in the past that we should put the people first. On the one hand, I do this for the people and to do what I can. On the other hand, if the world really changes, as I imagined, it may be an opportunity to go further."
Su Shengyuan was stunned.
This scholar, who has taught students for several years in the remote mountains of Zhongzhou, looked at Prince Qin Li Weifeng under the Winter Plum Blossom tree in disbelief.
Feeling a little dazed and unfamiliar for a moment, Prince Qin put his right hand behind his back and his left hand in front of him, holding a plum blossom. His facial features had gradually grown longer, and the youthful spirit of his lofty eyebrows had begun to dissipate.
Since ancient times, big events have always tempered people the most.
The childishness in Li Weifeng has almost disappeared, replaced by a calmness burning with ambition. Prince Qin whispered, "... who wouldn't want that position?"
It crashed down like a bolt of thunder.
Su Shengyuan's body suddenly trembled, and he looked up blankly. The young man Prince Qin had his face raised. Under the cool sunshine in winter, his facial features could not be seen clearly. He seemed to be in front of this young man Prince Qin, I saw familiar figures one after another. The ambition burning in his eyes was like a flame. They seemed to be the previous generation Human Emperor, and they seemed to be Li Hui who was under house arrest.
After this sentence, the monsters called emperors in the past dynasties seemed to be resurrected in Li Weifeng's body.
"Huh? Mr. Su, what's wrong?"
Li Weifeng seemed to be aware of Su Shengyuan's gaze, turned around and asked with a smile, Su Shengyuan converged his gaze and said, "Your Highness serves the country and the people, appeases the people, and can benefit the people, it is naturally a great good thing."
"I just don't know, who is the master that His Highness is talking about, who can say such a thing?"
Prince Qin smiled, "He... has indeed told a long story."
"He is still an old friend of sir."
Although the calamity is great, it is no longer important to many people. In the human world, far away from the center of the purging vortex of the human world and the disputes between Buddhism and Daoism, people have gradually returned to their original rhythm of life. There are still fields to cultivate and books to read.
Only the gossip among people and the gossip in the streets, restaurants and teahouses prove that the past events have indeed left a huge impact here.
"But he said that the Buddha showed his immeasurable true body, amplified the light, turned into glass, and had no stains all over his body. There were flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses sprouting from the ground. He was immeasurably wide and immeasurably big. He spoke the true sutras of the Dharma and wished to save countless people in the world."
"That Sword Immortal Lü Chunyang has great abilities. I wasn't afraid of him at first, but I never thought that the Buddhist sect had already poisoned him. The Sword Immortal was poisoned and his strength was reduced to ten percent. What a pity, how pitiful this Mortal World common people are about to be bewitched by the demon monk..."
In the restaurant, the storyteller held a jaw in his hand and told the story over and over again. There were children and older people around him. Whenever the storyteller reached a wonderful point in his story, bursts of admiration and cheers would erupt.
On the third floor of the restaurant, a beautiful girl in red was leaning against the railing. Looking at this scene, she thought of the scene a few days ago, when a Daoist came from the sky and broke the Buddha's light like a god. For some reason, she subconsciously thought of the young man in the town at the foot of the mountain two years ago.
It seems that he has also become a Daoist.
Could it be that it was the Daoist who descended from the sky a few days ago?
Su Yue'er thought subconsciously, then seemed to be anxious to deny his guess, shook his head vigorously, and threw this idea out of his mind.
It can't be, it can't be his.
One is the smart young man from Yamashita, and the other is Mortal World True Immortal who came from purple qi riding a blue bull. The gap between the two is too huge, to the point of absurdity.
But...
But what if it's really him?
Such thoughts are still swirling in my mind.
She suddenly and inexplicably thought of two years ago, when her father asked her whether she wanted to choose to marry that young Daoist. For some reason, it happened a long time ago, but this scene was extremely clear at the moment. The snow that had been trampled black that day, and the young man wearing simple cloth standing at the door, with his back straight, were still vivid in her mind...
If I had agreed at that time.
Would things be different?
If you really agreed, what kind of emotions would you have felt when you saw Qingniu and purple qi?
The originally beautiful young girl bit her lower lip gently, and her expression could not help but reveal some complicated feelings of regret. However, she was in a trance, but heard the crisp sound of the cup touching the table.
She saw a cold and beautiful woman in front of her, with a pair of large and deep dark eyes, drinking cold wine and listening to the story carefully.
The storyteller below had been laying the groundwork for a long time, and finally told the scene of the Daoist coming from the sky, so the cold woman smiled slightly, praised, and said, "Okay." The voice was cold, like jade beads falling into a jade plate, and it was calm to the ears. Seeing her drinking one cup after another, Su Yue'er had a look of worry on her face, and said:
"County Princess, you can't drink any more."
During this period of time, Prince Qin's sister, Divine Martial Dynasty County Princess Qiong Yu, would always come to the public, either in a tavern or a tea house, and listen to the stories that the storytellers called the Daoist coming from the sky, and she seemed to never get tired of hearing them.
Su Yue'er was worried and often accompanied him, but at this moment he was trying to persuade him. This County Princess just smiled and shook his head. He picked up a cup with his fair-skinned jade fingers and narrowed his eyes. Listening to what the storyteller said, the high-spirited and unhurried Daoist smiled slightly and whispered, "The heavens are vast and mighty, My Dao prospers daily."
"Sure enough, you are not suitable for gray hair. Ask me if you can live forever."
"Still being so high-spirited is what suits you best."
She drank a little, and the world of mortals came and went under the window behind her. A young Daoist walked away with a scroll in his hand. He seemed to be aware of the old friend here, and nodded with a slight smile. Su Yue'er glanced at the scene, and his body stiffened slightly. But when he wanted to look again, the young Daoist had blended into the world of mortals and could no longer be seen. Only in this restaurant, the storyteller's stories never stopped.
The world of mortals is like a dream, and time flies by.
The scroll in Qi WuHuo's hand is none other than <Map of Mountains and Rivers>.
After Li Zhai imprisoned Li Hui before, the treasure given by Empress Nuwa suddenly glowed with an extremely strong glow, and every stroke on it seemed to There seems to be a stream of light, as if it is about to undergo a transformation. Qi WuHuo is looking forward to the transformation of this treasure, and is looking forward to whether this treasure will have a deeper connection with Empress Nuwa after its transformation.
But in the past few days, the change of this treasure has been stuck at 90%, and it has never continued to the next step.
"Perhaps, <Map of Mountains and Rivers>'s transformation can be completed only after all the chaos in the human world during this period has gone away."
"The mountains and rivers of Emperor Wa are the country of future generations."
"I don't know what it will look like."
Qi WuHuo plans to meet his old friend again in the future. His realm is high, but his cultivation is the result of calamity. He should slowly lay a solid foundation in this world and eliminate calamities layer by level. Only this cultivation level is truly solid. Qi WuHuo walked around the world, comprehended this Mortal World mortal world, and returned to Treasury Chamber.
But among Treasury Chamber, there is another guest.
Old Green Ox is entertaining a Daoist. This Daoist has a long body, a wine bottle on his waist, a sword in one hand, and a sword-shaped eyebrow. He has a cool and calm attitude. He is the same Lü Chunyang who almost defeated the sixteen Bodhisattvas by himself.
Qi WuHuo went inside to greet his senior brother. Lü Chunyang looked at the seventeen-year-old Daoist in front of him. The latter's facial features were even longer.
The facial features are elegant and the temperament is gentle.
Coupled with the many things he has experienced, it seems that he can be called a young Daoist.
When they met before, Lü Chunyang was still carefree and carefree, feeling that the junior brother in front of him was not as good as him. But this time when they met, the other party was already True Lord's foundation. If he came with this mighty momentum, he could compete with the Buddha and kill him in his incarnation. Lü Chunyang seemed to have finally let go of something in his heart.
After a while of greetings, Lü Chunyang drank a bottle of wine, took a sip of wine Qi, and said with a smile, "I came to say goodbye."
"Farewell? Where are you going, senior brother?"
The free and unrestrained Pure Yang Patriarch pressed the sword and said gently, "I was originally in the state of True Lord. I couldn't see through a difficulty, so I fell down. I have been in the realm of earthly immortals for thousands of years. From the beginning to the end, I couldn't see through it or understand it. Now I finally let it go."
He looked at the young Daoist in front of him and said calmly, "Survey the eight difficulties."
"I'm going to ascend."