Great Blue Night Watchman

Lin Su did not forcibly whitewash this, but implanted a concept of time and made a clever transformation.

At that time, the Buddhist kingdom in the southeast was indeed plagued by demons, and Yi Sage used the method of chess to calm down the demons and turn it into a Buddhist country.

It has truly given the people a thousand years of peace.

This is the certification of the chess saint's achievements.

As for the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom a thousand years later, he used a word called "comeback"!

This word means "original".

The demons are not a remnant of that time, but have come back with a vengeance.

You can't question the original determination of Qingjiang just because the devil has made a comeback today!

This is to help Saint Yi wash away the stains on his body, and this is to separate Saint Yi from the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom who has become a demon today.

If that's all it is, this notice is just the most high-end whitewashing copywriting at best.

However, there's more to it than just that...

It also clearly defines today’s Southeast Buddhist Kingdom: Reborn into the Demonic Realm!

It also made the most powerful gesture of a saint: to remove the orthodoxy of the royal family of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom!

It also characterized the siege of the Three Kingdoms: Da Cang, Nanyang, and Xitian will eliminate the remaining evil troubles together!

In this way, the military action of the Three Kingdoms besieging the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom, which has always had mixed praise and praise, has been endorsed by the top saint!

Those students who carried the banner of Yi Sheng to protect the Tao suddenly became a joke...

Yi Sheng naturally saw everything: "This saint became a Taoist land, and now it has become a demonic realm. It is a stain anyway. This saint actually has the responsibility to face up to the stain. However, this notice of yours has directly erased this stain." , I should accept your love!"

Lin Su smiled: "Yi Zun is too modest. Thousands of years have passed. How can you question the person who opened the way because of today's demonization? Yi Zun is innocent, so why should you bear the blame?"

"This sage is innocent, so why should I worry about myself? Well said!" Yi Sheng slowly raised his eyes, with a half-smile on his face: "Now this sage only has one thing, and I have some doubts."

"Yizun, please speak!"

Yi Sheng said: "With this step, does it mean that you are truly on the same path as you and Bing Zun?"

Lin Su smiled: "Probably!"

"This is your ultimate goal on both sides, isn't it?"

Lin Sudao: "Yi Zun has entered the Tao through chess and has an insight into the world. How can he be wrong in what he thinks and sees?"

This is a direct admission.

"This step was never done by the Bing Zun thousands of years ago, and he probably can't do it even today. I have to say that he is lucky to have found you, a single soldier in the vast sea of ​​people!" Yi The holy hand gently raised, and a stream of light shot toward the southeastern Buddhist kingdom...

The capital of Southeast Buddhism, Jingjing!

The boundless sense of oppression has turned this former city of literary talent and unparalleled Buddha nature into an ant on a hot pot.

Regardless of whether they were emperors, court officials, scholars, or ordinary people, they were all overwhelmed by the tense atmosphere of the Three Kingdoms' siege. What made them even more frightened were the various rumors coming from nowhere.

Some people say that the person sitting on the dragon chair in the palace is a demon.

Some people say, shit, not only the one on the Dragon Throne, but almost all the officials are demons.

Some people say that there are more than just these, Buddhist temples all over the Buddhist country are also full of demons.

Some people looked up to the sky and laughed at this ridiculous thing.

Some people cried loudly, crying about this damn world.

However, there is another completely different voice above literature and art...

It's all fake!

This is all a Taoist struggle!

In the third heaven, the Soldier Saint returned, setting off a great war between Taoism. This man was a rebel of the holy way who deviated from the holy way. Thousands of years ago, the saints drove him out of the third heaven. He fought fiercely with the saints from other lands in a foreign land. Now, now He came back, and as soon as he came back, he pointed his sword at Yi Sheng, accusing the place where Yi Sheng became enlightened as a place of demonization. The fundamental purpose was to disrupt our great cause as a human race and to pioneer the invasion of this world by foreign lands.

This kind of statement comes from the mouth of a scholar, so it has great credibility, and the logic in it is clear, and everyone who hears it is convinced.

Suddenly, the scattered hearts and minds of the entire country reunited, and the people showed unprecedented unity.

Cursing the Bingsheng and Lin Su became the mainstream in the entire southeastern Buddhist kingdom.

In the restaurant, as usual, there were literati gathered, and a long-sleeved scholar said impassionedly: "Although literati cannot blaspheme, they are also divided into righteous saints and evil saints. The evil saints have disrupted our Buddhist country and caused the death of hundreds of millions of people. Why can't we scold them? "

A young student next to him shouted: "Those who are endowed with divine grace must not forget their origins! This country is the place where Yi Zun became enlightened. Our ancestors were protected by Yi Zun, and only then did we exist. The place where Yi Zun became enlightened, how can we?" Can it be defiled by traitors? How can the holy name of Yi Zun be defiled by villains?"

"Exactly, promote the holy way and protect the holy way..."

"Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history!" Someone said these two words out of nowhere.

As soon as the two lines of poetry came out, everyone in the restaurant focused their attention...

The poet's face froze, and the eyes of the people around him were confused. Did I pronounce the word wrong?

A voice penetrated into his ears: "Brother Wang, don't read this poem. Even though this poem is heroic, it was written by the thief Lin Su. This thief was the culprit who pushed the Three Kingdoms to destroy the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom... …”

Brother Wang's expression suddenly changed, he separated from the crowd and disappeared in a flash.

Facts have proved that there is something special about reciting poetry in public. When reciting poetry, you should not only look at whether the poem is well written, but also who wrote the poem. This world is too complicated and scary. I shut up and ran away. Way, I'm going home...

Just as the restaurant was bustling, a soft sound suddenly came from the direction of the Confucian Temple...

On the Wen Dao wall, a large text filled with holy light appeared...

In the holy light, with the blessing of the power of literature and art, a piece of text seemed to be suddenly drawn to everyone's eyes...

Everyone looked stiff...

"In the year 132569 of the celestial calendar, demonic troubles were rampant in the southeastern regions. I held the Yi Dao to stabilize the mountains and rivers, and the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom began to exist. However, after a thousand years, the demonic troubles came back..."

With a bang, a great scholar in the restaurant knelt down suddenly: "Yizun's handwriting! As proof of the holy seal! Yi Zun shows his saintliness..."

In the restaurant, everyone immediately knelt on the ground, shouting for Yi Zun to show his holiness...

On the street, everyone knelt down at the same time...

On the third floor of the Confucian Temple, the watchman, who had not been seen for a long time and seemed to have disappeared from the world, appeared and knelt down...

In the Buddhist College, all professors and students knelt down...

In the palace, the emperor stood up suddenly and stared at the literary wall. His face was as pale as earth...

All the officials in the city were turned to stone...

An overwhelming wave rolled in from nowhere...

"Yi Zun made it clear with his own hand that the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom has become demonized!"

"Yi Zun directly stated that the king is already a demon!"

"The Southeast Buddhist Kingdom...has become a demonic realm..."

Countless people burst into tears, countless people panicked...

On the Wen Dao wall, the holy seal suddenly shook and turned into countless chessboard grids.

Covering the whole city silently.

Go straight to the deepest part of the palace.

In the palace, there was a faint roar of a golden dragon, but the roar suddenly stopped, and a golden imperial seal was dragged out of the deep palace by the grid, straight into the sky...

The Imperial Seal rolled in the air, the Imperial Dao Qi was boundless, the Holy Patterns merged together, and with a soft pop, the Imperial Dao Qi dispersed, and the Imperial Seal turned into nothingness in the eyes of millions of people in the city.

Yi Sheng personally took action and destroyed the royal orthodoxy of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom!

The literati in the city were all shocked. They carried the banner of Yi Sheng to protect the country and protect the country. Yi Sheng himself did not recognize this kind of protection, and even directly destroyed the imperial seal. In the name of the saint, the end ended this farce of protecting the road.

The edict was posted on the Wen Dao wall.

The imperial seal was destroyed by the Holy Spirit.

What kind of suspense is there about the battle?

This oracle also appeared in front of the three peripheral armies at the same time. The commanders of the three armies could hardly believe their eyes...

The turmoil that occurred in the world went straight to the temple in a moment.

When all the palaces in the temple received this news, they all seemed to have pressed the pause button, and almost everyone lost their normal thinking.

Yi Zun...

How could it be him?

In everyone's perception, Yi Zun is a representative figure of the Confucian faction. He was even born in Confucianism.

But today, he stood on the front desk, not against the military strategist, but the military strategist's faction. His behavior was more radical than the authentic military way.

A gust of wind blew into the third heaven.

It hovered over the Confucian capital for a long time.

The Confucian sage stood under a big tree and looked at the sea of ​​clouds below for a long time. In the sea of ​​clouds, there was also this holy edict.

His expression had always remained unchanging, but at this moment, it was like the sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet, changing unpredictably.

Behind him, a saint in white bowed slightly: "Have you ever thought of Master Yi taking this step?"

The Confucian sage slowly turned around and said, "Zhizun enters the Tao with wisdom. Everything in the world cannot escape your wisdom. What about you? Have you ever thought of it?"

The person behind him was none other than Zhisheng.

Zhisheng sighed softly: "The Yi Zun of the past definitely should not have been so decisive, but the Yi Zun of today has changed. Half an hour ago, someone went to Yi Capital!"

"This is the second time this person has entered Yidu!" Confucian Sage said: "After two visits, there has been such a big change. This son is very different from the soldier a thousand years ago."

"Yes, his military skills on the battlefield are unparalleled in the world. However, he is not proficient in internal games. Therefore, he is a solitary person. And today's quasi-sage of heaven is famous all over the world for his connections. , His path has always been to create something from scratch, from weakness to strength."

The Confucian sage's eyes flashed: "Is it true that his trip to the third heaven today is not limited to Bingdu and Yidu?"

"This guy also has a habit. Before he gains power, he keeps a low profile and is thorough. Once he starts to communicate, he will make progress step by step. In the blink of an eye, the trend has become... He has left Yidu!"

The Confucian sage opened and closed his eyes, staring at the sea of ​​clouds below, and breathed out softly: "Entering the agricultural capital... The agricultural capital is quite expected."

Lin Su left Yidu.

Came to a mountain peak.

He felt very familiar with this mountain peak at first sight. Why? Because the place is full of pastoral style.

On the top of the mountain, the fruits are fragrant, and countless farmers are working hard to harvest here.

Halfway up the mountain, there is another scene. Thousands of miles of countryside are slowly spreading here, and the fields are lush and green. If you look at it from the outside, it looks like the Haining River Beach, only magnified thousands of times.

Lin Su strolled by, and in front of him was an old farmer. The old farmer was sitting on the roadside, with a hoe at his feet and a towel folded on his knees, looking at Lin Su quietly.

Lin Su approached: "My father-in-law, I am Chang Xing Lin Su. Can you..."

Suddenly, his voice stopped and he stared at the old farmer in disbelief.

The old farmer smiled softly: "Do you recognize it?"

Lin Su bent down suddenly: "Student Lin Su, see the farmer!"

The father-in-law in front of him, who looked like an ordinary farmer, turned out to be the Farmer Saint.

"Don't be too polite!" Sheng Nong said: "I am different from others. I don't like to sit quietly in the study. In fact, I am not afraid of you making me laugh. I don't have a study at all."

Lin Sudao: "Farmers have always been like this. The hoe is the pen, the earth is the paper, and the vast world is filled with study rooms!"

"You really understand!" Nong Sheng smiled softly: "This rural area was born out of your "Essential Techniques for Elevating the People", and it is indeed true that you can see it!"

Lin Su glanced at the surrounding fields. Sure enough, the records in Qi Min Yao Shu were reflected in this place. There were seedling nurseries, fertilizer processing, traces of fruit tree pruning, and the shadow of modern agriculture.

The farmer's manual he wrote has been fully verified in the agricultural capital.

Moreover, the dignified Farmer Saint also transformed into an old farmer to verify it himself.

This is an unparalleled favor for him.

Lin Su bowed again: "The student's superficial knowledge is so valued by the farmer, the student is grateful."

The Farmer Saint stretched out his hand and helped him up: "You thank me, and I have to thank you on behalf of the farmers all over the world for being the quasi-sage of the way of heaven. The way of farming is the purest way. Food is the most important thing for the people. This is the only way. Nothing more.”

Farmer's way is pure.

They do not participate in the struggle for power, they do not even use pen, ink, paper and inkstone. There is nothing else in their mission, there is only one, food is the first priority for the people! Getting food for the people is their greatest and only way.

Lin Su must respect this: "Although there are thousands of holy ways in the world, only the farmer's way can best benefit the people of the world... However, the farmer should also know that if farmers want to be truly peaceful, they can only It is not enough to have enough food and clothing.”

The Farmer Sage nodded slowly: "I know your purpose for coming to our farmland today! The farmers have food and clothing to survive the severe winter, but they cannot survive the current situation. If there is no intention, a catastrophe will occur, the heavenly way will collapse, the holy way will be destroyed, and the surrounding areas will be destroyed. Cang Cang, which farmer can take care of himself alone? Although farmers have never fought for Taoism, I will fully support you in your great cause of protecting Taoism!"

"Thank you, Lord Farmer!" Lin Su bowed to the ground.

The Farmer Sage smiled and said, "My thoughts have been made clear. You can let go of your thoughts and follow my journey."

"yes!"

As Nongsheng walked forward, the scenery on both sides had changed drastically. This was a farm nursery.

The Farmer Sage stopped in front of a ridge of fields: "Look, this is a place for raising seedlings. I took seventy-two varieties of rice from all over the world and divided them into seventy-two areas. They were isolated from each other and bred from generation to generation, selecting the best from the best. , choose the pure from the pure, however, the rice seeds obtained are not as good as the previous ones. I am really puzzled by this."

Lin Su looked at the seventy-two areas around him...

The seventy-two areas are separated from each other by the power of culture and Taoism. They are in no way connected. Within each area, the farmer's philosophy is run through: purity!

In their dictionary, pure is the best seed of all species. The purer it is, the more it can reflect the characteristics of the species and the more it can play the role of the species itself. Their breeding methods are also strictly in accordance with the records of "Qi Min Yao Shu" , sow each kind of seed, choose the one with the best growth, and then sprinkle it again, and so on again and again. In theory, you can get the purest, most authentic and optimal seeds. However, the final result is counterproductive, and the seeds are produced from generation to generation. Not as good as one generation.

Farmers’ breeding plans are in trouble.

No one could solve this dilemma, but Nong Sheng took Lin Su to the fields and put this biggest confusion in front of him.

Lin Su pondered for a long time...

Finally, he spoke: "Master Nong, I have a shocking theory that goes against your family's ideals. I wonder if you can listen to it."

Nong Sheng's heart was slightly shaken: "Just tell me."

"Biology is a very wonderful thing. Sometimes we need purity, but sometimes we also need hybridity. The advantage of hybridity is that it can absorb the genetic advantages of two species and synthesize better and better things, such as If you mix these two kinds of rice, wouldn't it be better to produce seeds that are like the rice on the left, which is windproof and drought-proof, and have the full grains of the right plant?"

Lin Su casually pointed at the rice seeds on both sides. The rice plants on the left were unusually tall and strong, while the rice plants on the right were short. The numerous rice plants above could not bear the burden. They were lying on the soil, and some were half rotten.

Nong Sheng's eyes slowly opened wide: "Isn't the purest recipe the best?"

"Pure has its benefits, and miscellaneous has its advantages, but depending on the core value of the crop, if you are just pursuing a unique taste, you may need to pure it, because if it is miscellaneous, the uniqueness may be lost. However, Rice is a food that wraps around the belly, and there is no difference in taste. As long as the nutrients are roughly the same and can provide what the human body needs, it is a success. Then the only consideration is the yield..."

His explanation incorporated a lot of modern terminology, which would obviously be difficult for ordinary farmers to understand. However, when the farmer sage heard it, he felt as if he had heard the truth.

He raised his hand slightly, and a partition in front of him opened.

Two kinds of rice blend in an incredible way...

It seems to be just normal flower and pollination, but this process is accelerated millions of times in an instant...

Soon, a strange plant appeared. Its height was the same as the rice on the left, but its grains were as full as the rice on the right.

A novel hybrid breed appeared in the hands of the Nong Sheng.

Nong Sheng was completely stunned.

Lin Su was also dumbfounded. Hybrid rice, the greatest legend of agriculture in the deepest memory, suddenly appeared today?

Perhaps only he truly knows what an achievement this rice is.

In his world, the person who invented this kind of rice was called a farmer!

That saint is different from the saints in this world, but it is full of gold! Because of this kind of rice, 1.4 billion Chinese people have been freed from hunger...

"Hybrid rice!" Nong Sheng's lips trembled slightly: "It can really combine the strengths of two kinds of rice."

"Congratulations, Mr. Nong! You have opened up a real agricultural avenue, and hundreds of billions of people will benefit from it!" Lin Su bowed deeply.

Nong Sheng's eyes slowly dropped: "It should be me who says this to you, Lin Zhunsheng. In the name of Nong Sheng, I would like to thank you for your favor!" He also bowed deeply.

The two of them straightened up at the same time, both seeing joy and acquaintance in each other's eyes...

"The road to hybrid rice has just begun, and there is still a long way to explore. Students will not delay the exploration of Nongzun, and say goodbye. I hope that new rice seeds that can truly benefit the world will be spread across the nine countries and thirteen states!"

"You and I are walking together on this road! Farewell Lin Zhunsheng!" Nong Sheng bowed and said goodbye.

Lin Su jumped into the air, and at the next stop, he landed in the Yin and Yang Capital.

At the Yin and Yang Capital, the Yin and Yang Sage personally received him. Lin Su discussed the "Book of Changes" with him and felt that he was a close friend.

Above Mo Capital, they met with Mo Sage. When the two discussed the topic "There is a way in the void", Lin Suyan said: Mr. Mo, do you believe that as long as ordinary people have enough knowledge of Mo Dao, they can create Get out of the steel flying boat and go straight to the other side of the galaxy? Mo Sheng looked at the sky in the distance, his mind moving.

Above the Dao Capital, the Dao Sage also personally received him...

Above the Book Capital, the Book Sage personally received him...

Above the Confucian capital, the sea of ​​clouds under the feet of the Confucian saints rolled over for seven hours, and finally became completely still as Lin Su walked away on the Zun Bridge above.

Behind him, Zhisheng didn't say a word for seven hours. Until now, he breathed out softly: "In one day, I visited seven capitals, and all seven saints, without exception, received them in person! Ruzun, you have Wu Xiu senses a big trend coming?"

The Confucian sage smiled faintly: "When the quasi-sage of heaven comes to visit, there is nothing out of the ordinary for the saint to receive him personally. Even if he visits you in Zhidu, will you, the wise sage, avoid seeing him?"

Yes, it's etiquette.

The quasi-sage status of Heavenly Dao is revered. In a sense, he is on the same level as the saint.

He visits in person. Whether you like it or not, there is no ceremonial obstacle to visiting him in person.

Zhisheng said: "But he did not visit the other saints."

The Confucian sage's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

Zhisheng said: "There is another characteristic of this person's actions, that is, he assesses the situation and makes a targeted decision. The seven saints he visited today are all those he thinks he can get close to."

"He thinks he can get closer...how to verify whether he is really getting closer?" Confucian Sage said.

Zhisheng said: "He came to visit today. Let's see what happens next. If these saints are willing to get closer to him, they will respond!"

"You don't need to look at Bingzun. Yi Zun has already responded, so you don't need to look at it. The point is to look at the other five saints..." Confucian Sage also breathed out softly: "Unknowingly, the camp has been turned upside down. Lin's wonderful hands are still there. It really deserves its reputation.”

In Yidu, Yi Sheng looked at the Mianzun Bridge from a distance. There was also a kind of mystery on his face. The fragrant breeze was floating behind him. A peerless woman floated in like an elf on the chessboard: "Holy Lord, after he left Yidu, he visited continuously. Wudu, if this is a chess game, what game is it playing?"

Yi Sheng smiled: "This situation is also a major change in the Taoist struggle that has not happened in thousands of years. One person is lonely, two people are cherishing, and seven people... are powerful!"

A man is alone, the path taken by the soldier sage thousands of years ago.

The two of them cherish each other, and Yi Sheng just thought of the path that he might embark on.

And with the power of seven people, what is the result Lin Su wants to achieve when he enters the third heaven?

If it really succeeds, then, from now on, I think the Taoist struggle will unfold in a completely different way.

Those who stand on the side of the Soldier Saint don't have to shrink their heads and tail, they can be upright and upright.

Because they have already achieved success!

When the general trend is achieved, a legitimate competition order will be truly formed. Fight for the road and follow the regular process of fighting for the road. Unlike before, the soldier sage will always be on guard, and the open and secret arrows fired at him will always be endless. Even if other saints want to help him, they have to do so secretly...