I am immortal

The winter sunshine is thin and empty. When it falls on the body, it can only give people a faint warmth. In the palace of the human capital, there are officials wearing red robes, lowering their heads and walking up and down the steps quickly. , although the pace is fast, it is inexplicably heavy.

Several days have passed since the end of the discussion on Buddhism and Taoism, 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 magnificent the appearance of the Buddha statue was, but also witnessed how abrupt the scene of the broken Buddha was. In fact, even this Officials, before this, were a little in awe of the Buddha, with his many causes and effects, his vast supernatural powers, and his reincarnation for thousands of generations.

After wallowing in the world of mortals and climbing to this position, who doesn’t want to 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 was trapped in an empty mood.

After howling, there was a loud cry of "I am not wrong, I am not wrong, you are just a prince, and you are not qualified to judge me." But immediately when the soldier strode forward, the crisp and chilling sound of the collision of armor and leaves was the sound of the sword coming out. Sheath, the sound of cutting through flesh and blood, a burst of screams, 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.

again……

He thought to himself.

Officials of the third rank, Doctor Yinqing Guanglu, who was bestowed by the emperor, were also beheaded.

For a moment, I even felt the sadness of a rabbit dying as a fox, and I felt extremely sad——

The tribulation of Buddhism seems to be over.

But it was like a huge mountain range like Mount Tai, crashing down on the boundless sea. The moment it fell, it was no doubt loud and noisy, making people feel frightened, but when this mountain range fell, it immediately exploded with endless waves. Waves are the most deadly to all the fish under the water.

Since the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism, the Buddha's Dharma has been shattered, and all the Bodhisattvas have retreated, temporarily staying in the largest temple in the Shenwu Dynasty in the world, where there is the determination and support of the former Human Emperor and the later deposed Wen Shang Gong. , and based on the hundreds of years of accumulation in the past, the temple was 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 lowest-level monks do not need to farm. The people around them have to support them. The Bodhisattva King Kong is here, chanting sutras and Dharma every day, and the golden Buddha light It turned into a huge barrier, reaching 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 going against the rules. There would be tragic retribution. Li Zhai sent someone to persuade this man. The old man who was the leader of the world's literati Wenzong left, but the latter was 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 the scholars in the world praised the old Wenzong for his strong character.

The leader of Tian Wenzong was beheaded by Li Zhai with one sword.

As a result, the literati who was originally eager to try suddenly fell silent.

Li Zhai, known as the rebellious minister and thief, as the son, broke into his father's ritual; as the younger brother, he forced the palace elder brother to kill the leader of the civil servants as a royal family member [the number one thief of the time], thus he was mentioned as the great master of the world's cultural heritage. The head of the leader walked majestically into the palace.

Then, three hundred cows brought in countless files, and began a historical event that later generations called the "Bloodbath."

Some people in later generations believed that Li Zhai, the world's most famous general, completely ruined his chance to ascend to the throne precisely because of the bloody killings during this period. He was obviously sitting on the majestic power of the world, but in the end he gave up to a side branch. His younger brother sat in that position, which was a great regret for Li Zhai, but for the world of Jiuzhou, it seemed like a supreme honor.

It was the beginning of a glorious era.

Some people also believe that Li Zhai has never been a person who will become an emperor. He is like a beast with sharpened claws. He has been fighting in all directions since he was young. Such a person will not stay in one place for a long time. His eyes will always be More distant places are like 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 also had Li Zhai's contribution.

And in this era, this mighty king, who had already been saddled with many infamy for betraying his father and forcibly forcing his brother into the palace, began his aggressive charge against the ills, severely inflicting heavy damage on the aristocratic families who had swallowed up the land, and then distributed the land to the people, and went to extremes The poll tax was completely abolished and replaced by a method of collecting taxes according to the land area, apportioning the land into acres.

This directly infringes upon the interests of the clan and aristocratic families.

But before he came here, he swept all the countries and fought thirteen battles in one month. He was sure to win every battle under the military front.

The aristocratic families have also become sheep.

Li Zhai is already a big 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, and at the same time, The King of Qin began to silently help those innocent officials who were affected and strive for the interests of the people.

Just like the flow of yin and yang, human destiny has also completed a mysterious transformation in this process.

Snowflakes were flying down, and King Qin Li Weifeng, who was one year older, stretched out his palm, listened to his subordinate's report, and nodded slightly. He looked at the Star-Zhaing Tower, and seemed to be looking at the mighty King who was showing off his sharp edge. He sighed to 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 governs them, the hegemon's way threatens them, and the powerful way threatens them. Each has its own strengths."

"In today's world, there are several great 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 win over people's hearts 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, Maybe it’s also an opportunity to go further.”

Su Shengyuan was stunned.

This scholar, who had taught students for several years under the remote mountains of Zhongzhou, looked at Qin King Li Weifeng under the winter plum tree in disbelief.

For a moment, he felt a little dazed and unfamiliar. King Qin put his right hand behind his back and his left hand in front, 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 was almost gone, replaced by a calmness burning with ambition. King Qin said in a low voice: "...who wouldn't want that position?"

It crashed down like a bolt of thunder.

Su Shengyuan's body trembled suddenly, and he looked up blankly. The young King Qin had his face raised. Under the cold winter sunshine, he could not see his facial features clearly. He seemed to see familiar figures in this young King Qin. In his eyes The burning ambition is like a flame, which seems to be the previous generation of human emperors, and seems 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 notice Su Shengyuan's gaze, turned around and asked with a smile. Su Shengyuan restrained 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?"

King Qin smiled: "He...has indeed told a long story."

"He is still an old friend of sir."

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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 Taoism, people have gradually returned to their original rhythm of life, and there are still fields to cultivate. , there are still books to read.

Only people chatting about various things in the streets and in restaurants and teahouses prove that the previous 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."

"The Sword Immortal Lu Chunyang is very capable. I was not 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 for the common people in this world, they will be killed by the demon monk. Bewitched..."

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. Whenever the storyteller reached a wonderful point in his story, a burst of laughter would erupt. A burst of praise and cheers.

On the third floor of the restaurant, a beautiful girl in red was leaning on the railing. Looking at this scene, she thought of what happened a few days ago, when a Taoist came from the sky and smashed the ground like a god. The scene where I saw the Buddha's light, for some reason, subconsciously reminded me of the young man in the town at the foot of the mountain two years ago.

It seems that he has also become a Taoist.

Could it be that it was the Taoist who descended from the sky a few days ago?

Su Yuer'er thought subconsciously, and then seemed to be anxious to deny her guess. She shook her head vigorously and threw the thought out of her mind.

No way, it couldn't be his.

One is a smart young man from the mountain, and the other is a true immortal who comes from the world on a green bull to control the purple energy. The gap between the two is too huge, so huge that it is ridiculous.

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 should choose to marry the young Taoist. For some reason, it happened a long time ago, but this scene is extremely clear at this moment. She was stepped on that day and turned black. In the snowy field, a young man wearing a simple cloth stood at the door, his back straight, I can still remember it...

If I had agreed at that time.

Would things be different?

If he really agreed, what kind of emotions would he feel in his heart when he saw the green cow and purple energy?

The originally beautiful girl bit her lower lip gently, her expression showing some complex regret. However, she was in a trance, but she 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 black 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 Taoist 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, Ling Then, seeing her drinking one cup after another, Su Yue'er looked a little worried on her face and said:

"Princess, you can't drink any more."

During this period of time, the sister of the King of Qin, Princess Qiongyu of the Shenwu Dynasty, would always come to the public, either in a tavern or a tea house, and she seemed to never get tired of hearing the stories that the storytellers said about the Taoist coming from the sky.

Su Yue'er was worried and often accompanied her, but at this moment to persuade her, the princess just smiled and shook her head. She picked up a cup with her fair-skinned jade fingers, her eyes slightly narrowed, listening to what the storyteller said, the high-spirited and unhurried Taoist, and suddenly Smiling slightly, he whispered: "The weather is turbulent, and my sun is prosperous."

"As expected, you are not suitable for gray hair. Ask me if you can live forever."

"Still so high-spirited, it suits you best."

She drank a little, and the world of mortals came and went under the window behind her. A young Taoist walked away with a scroll in his hand. He seemed to be aware of the old friend here. He smiled and nodded. Su Yuer'er took a surprised look and her body stiffened slightly. , but when he wanted to see it again, the young Taoist had blended into the world of mortals and could no longer be seen. Only in this restaurant, the storyteller's story had never ceased.

The world of mortals is like a dream, and time flies by.

The scroll in Qi Wuhuo's hand is "Mountains and Rivers".

After Li Zhai imprisoned Li Hui, the treasure given by Emperor Wa suddenly glowed with an extremely strong glow. Every stroke on it seemed to be glowing, as if it was about to undergo a transformation. Qi Wuhuo was looking forward to the transformation of this treasure and whether it would have a deeper connection with Empress Wa 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, the transformation of "Mountains and Rivers" will not be completed until 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 a while. His realm is high, but his cultivation is the result of disasters. He should slowly lay a solid foundation in this world, and he should eliminate disasters layer by layer. , this body cultivation is truly solid. Qi Wuhuo walked around the world, realized the world of mortals, and returned to the Tibetan Room.

But there was another guest in the storage room.

Old Qingniu was entertaining a Taoist. This Taoist was tall and tall, wearing a wine flask around his waist. He was holding a sword in one hand. He had a sword-like eyebrow and starry eyes. He had a cool and calm attitude. It was precisely because he had to do it all by himself before. Lu Chunyang defeated the sixteen Bodhisattvas.

Qi Wuhuo entered to greet his senior brother. Lu Chunyang looked at the seventeen-year-old Taoist 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 Taoist.

When they met before, Lu 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 a true king. If he came with this mighty trend, he could compete with the Buddha and defeat him. With the power to incarnate and kill, Lu Chunyang seemed to finally let go of something in his heart.

After a while of greetings, Lu Chunyang drank a bottle of wine, took a breath of alcohol, and said with a smile: "I came to say goodbye."

"Farewell? Where are you going, senior brother?"

The free and unrestrained Chunyang Patriarch pressed his sword and said gently: "I was originally in the realm of a true king, but I couldn't see through one difficulty, and then I fell down. After a thousand years, I am still in the realm of the earthly immortal. From the beginning to the end, I can't see through it. I couldn’t understand it, but now I finally let it go.”

He looked at the young Taoist in front of him and said calmly: "Survey the eight difficulties."

"I'm going to ascend."