White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

The next morning, Chang Yi wore a green lotus robe, ordered Xiaodie to bring a few plates of snacks and tea, and walked to the Tianlao in the imperial city.

Along the way, the calamity gas was steaming and filled with black gas. If Changyi were not there to protect Xiaodie, she would probably fall directly into the devil's path.

At this time, Mao Shi had just arrived and already ministers had come to the court to listen to the government. Unfortunately, the king was not here and the government affairs could only be kept to themselves. Shang Rong and Bigan also looked sad and gathered together to discuss rescuing Mei Bo.

"Lord Mei, you just want to die. Even if we beg His Majesty for mercy, it's useless."

Hearing this, Shang Rong sighed deeply. He didn't know the difficulties here. Mr. Mei was so charming that a few words could not ease his heart.

Just when he was frowning, he suddenly smelled a wisp of elegant fragrance floating in the wind, but when he looked up, he didn't notice it.

"Strange, how can there be the fragrance of osmanthus in the court?"

Bigan next to him was stunned and couldn't help but stretch his neck and sniff, but he didn't smell anything.

"My lord, did you hear it wrong?"

Shang Rongfu checked again and found that everything was normal. He shook his head in annoyance, thinking that there was something wrong with his sense of smell before he recovered from his illness.

"Oh...I'm getting old!"

Shang Rong's face was dark. He was old and frail, but Shang encountered a foolish king. How could he not make people worried?

But in fact, he was not talking nonsense. It turned out that Xiaodie accidentally opened a gap in the wooden box due to her hurried steps, and the aroma of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake came out.

Chang Yi paused for a moment outside the spacious palace door. He looked at Shang Rong inside the palace and found that this person had a very deep destiny and boundless Taoism condensed in his soul, but he was just an ordinary person.

Chang Yi felt something in his heart and crossed his fingers across the void, and he pulled the crystal starlight threads out of the void. After a little calculation, he found out that this person had some connection with Taiqing Laozi.

"It is said that Shang Rong was Lao Tzu's master. Is there any fate in this?"

Chang Yi suddenly found it interesting. It was said that after the innocent and innocent me signed my name on the list of gods, some subtle changes occurred in the great calamity. Will this me send a clone to protect Shang Rong?

Or maybe the saint entered the reincarnation of three corpses and turned into a human child to accompany him all the time?

Chang Yi looked deeply and suddenly saw several results, including even the scene of my death.

It's a pity that this catastrophe has already changed from the human catastrophe to the three realms of death catastrophe. Even he can't understand too much, so Chang Yi taps Taixu and transmits this ray of cause and effect to the Eight Views Palace outside the sky.

"The great calamity is turbulent and the saints are in trouble. This Taiqing Laozi just serves as my stepping stone."

Chang Yi felt a little heavy in his heart. He had been undergoing transformation for many years and still couldn't resist the invasion of this immeasurable calamity!

Xiaodie next to her was naturally confused. She quietly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and clenched the food box in her hand.

The pastries in this box are all made by the young master himself, so they must be extremely delicious. I wonder if I will have the opportunity to taste one.

People's joys and sorrows have never been understood. Chang Yi is concerned about the general trend of the three realms, but this little butterfly fairy just wants to taste this delicious snack.

The saint's teachings were naturally very fast. Taiqing Laozi, who had just left Longde Hall Tianwai on Chang Yi's side, received the message. When he examined it carefully, he was surprised and suspicious.

Thinking that the Six Saints were originally the masters of the ancient world, it stands to reason that no disaster would come to them again, but Shang Rong actually had some subtle connection with him!

Coupled with the guidance of the Holy Lord, I instantly understood my destiny. If he can successfully survive this disaster, I am afraid he will have the opportunity to go further!

When he thought of this, even his quiet Taoist heart began to waver!

In the past, when things were going well, he would not be envious of Dao Ancestor and Holy Master, but now that the spiritual energy of the expansion of the Three Realms is about to surge, how could he not want to explore the Hunyuan?

After learning about the cause and effect, I immediately saluted in the direction of Chao Ge, and I couldn't help but respect Chang Yi even more.

After the ritual was completed, he summoned his own corpse. As the leader of the One Qi Transformation of the Three Purities, I naturally controlled it as I pleased. He directly put the corpse into the reincarnation disk.

The sage ordered this trip to be expedited. As soon as my clone entered the underworld, it was absorbed by the reincarnation disk, and then extradited to a farmyard in Chaoge City.

When the baby fell to the ground and began to cry, Chang Yi, who was pacing leisurely, had not yet reached the Shang Dynasty Prison.

The sage's Taoism is mysterious and unpredictable, and everything is destined to arise and perish, so naturally there will be no traces left.

For example, this fetus that was supposed to be demented not only became smart and agile, but also became a Chaoge prodigy. No one except Chang Yi and Laozi could see through it.

Shang Rong also didn't know that he was about to accept the reincarnation of this saint as a closed disciple, and also helped him explore the mystery of the Wuji realm.

At this moment, the golden crow was still rising in the mortal world, and Chang Yi took Xiaodie to the outskirts of the Tianlao as if entering a deserted land.

Because Mabel was about to be tortured, the guards did not lock him in a deep place, so Chang Yi saw this iron-clad veteran as soon as he entered the wall.

However, Mabel's current aura is no longer as domineering as when he was in the court. After being locked up for a day and a night without food and food, he is naturally exhausted.

Chang Yi walked through the wall and came to Meb, and found that his calf had been scratched by a weapon at some point. At this moment, the wound had begun to rot and pus, which showed how strong the smell in the prison was.

Waving her sleeves to disperse the turbid air, Chang Yi nonchalantly sat on the straw mat opposite. What was astonishing was that the withered yellow straw mat instantly sprouted green branches and leaves and then crystal white divine flowers!

As the fragrance of flowers filled his heart and spleen, Mabel suddenly felt that most of the fatigue in his body had dissipated. When he raised his head to watch, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot!

"Uh! Meet Mr. Impermanence!"

With a puff, Xiaodie standing next to him couldn't help laughing.

"Sir, don't panic, you are not dead yet!"

Only then did Mabel realize that yes, the pain in his leg was still severe, and the god in front of him was not like the ghostly soul-bound Yinza.

"this……"

Of course, Chang Yi didn't mean to see the joke. After scolding Xiaodie, she raised her hand and smoothed Mabel's leg injury.

"Sir, there is no need to panic. I am a Taoist outsider. I am here to ask you whether it is worth dying to clarify your ambition."

After hearing what happened in the court, Meibo's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, it took me, the Great Shang, several generations of wise kings to bring peace to the world, but how can I tolerate the evil concubine Yin Shou trusted by my son and harmed Zhongliang?"

Chang Yi nodded slightly, reached out to open the food box, took out several plates of cakes, and poured a cup of tea herself.

"Sir, you have great ambitions. I am here to rescue you. I just need you to betray this great businessman and join the Ming Dynasty. I wonder if you are willing?"

"this……"

Mabel suddenly fell into deep thought. He was promoted by a big merchant to reach his current status, but...

At this time, Xiaodie offered words of comfort.

"My lord, why should you be worried? If you are doing this for the people of the world, why should you be loyal to this stupid king?"

"But Dashang has not yet reached the point of death..."

"Do you know how many years of luck Dashang has left?"

Chang Yi raised her hand to interrupt Mabel. He wanted to change this person's fate.

Meibo died too early in the Conferred Gods. If he had the opportunity to enter the battlefield of Shang and Zhou Dynasty, he might be able to abandon the secret and turn to the light. At this moment, Chang Yi just wanted to give him a chance to make a new choice.