"call!!!"
There were gusts of wind between heaven and earth, and the sky dimmed and the light was dim.
Everyone didn't react in time, they just felt inexplicable panic.
The wind is so strong!
And in this strong wind, everyone seemed to see such a scene.
An old man lived next to a pond. In the depth of autumn in August, the strong wind blew away several layers of thatch on his roof.
The thatch flies across Huanhua Creek and is scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is entangled in the tall treetops, and the low-flying thatch falls into the ponds and depressions.
Over there, a group of ignorant children in a village bullied the old man because he was old and weak. They had the heart to act like a "thief" and steal things from his face. They ran into the bamboo forest holding the old man's thatch without any scruples.
The old man's lips were dry and he couldn't stop drinking. When he came back, he was leaning on a cane and could only sigh alone.
After a while, the wind stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. The gloomy sky in late autumn gradually became dark.
The old man returned to the house. The quilt had been used for many years and was cold and hard, like an iron plate. His child had a bad sleeping posture and the quilt was torn.
When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place in the house. The rainwater on the roof leaks down like twine.
Since his humble status has become lower and lower, the old man has less and less time to sleep. The nights are long, the house is leaky and the bed is wet, and he cannot make it to dawn.
So the old man thought there:
How can I get thousands of spacious and tall houses?
In this way, it can universally protect all people with registered residences in the world, no matter whether they are honored, ordinary or humble, and make them smile. The house will not be moved by wind and rain, and is as stable as a mountain.
well!
When will such a tall house appear in front of me? Even if the thatched hut is blown apart by the autumn wind, I will be willing to freeze to death!
…
Such a phenomenon was not only seen in the imperial capital, but also in the entire Wei Dynasty. Wherever there was a Confucian temple, Lin Ke's voice echoed at the same time.
Four seas and four regions, heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, lakes and peaks, six races and six countries, eight paths and thirteen sects...
Lin Ke's poems can be heard wherever humans exist.
"...The autumn wind roars in August..."
"...The boys in Nancun bullied me because I am old and weak..."
"...And there are tens of millions of mansions in Guangzhou..."
A whole song about thatched cottages being broken by the autumn wind was sung throughout the vast land of the Wei Dynasty.
The poem is spread all over the world!
This is a vision that is spreading throughout the world!
In the Imperial Capital, everyone around Lin Ke was stunned.
"What...what does this poem mean?"
"A group of boys from Nancun bullied me into being old and feeble? Why am I so old and feeble? He is just a teenager!"
"No, did he write it from Chen Pingping's perspective?"
"No, no, it's Chen Pingping. It's better to say..."
In the capital, countless powerful people are communicating.
Their thoughts and thoughts rushed wildly into Chaoyang Street where Lin Ke was.
There are many figures rising into the air from various mansions and official residences, flying towards this side.
They want to see what a talented person looks like who writes poems that are spread all over the world.
At the scene, Lin Ke had a bamboo stick in his hand.
The bamboo stick was dark and decayed, as if it had been there for many years. It had no beauty at all and was ordinary, as if it were picked up casually on the ground.
But anyone who sees it will feel that the bamboo stick used to support the body must be very hard and reliable.
At this moment, Lin Ke spoke softly:
"I have often heard that since ancient times, the people have been like sons, without distinction. The power of heaven comes from all the people. God walks the way, strong and diligent. Now the public has declined, cows and ghosts have appeared, divided into classes, blocked the way of heaven, and blocked the sky."
Holding the bamboo stick in hand, Lin Ke looked at the unknown strong man from the Punishment Department and Master Jingzhao Yinqiu, and said softly:
"The people are God's water, and God is the people's boats. God is old, but you young children have stolen His shelter. Then the water and boats will invade each other, and the world will be turned upside down. Today, I stand for God to hold the battle and enforce the law."
As soon as he finished speaking, invisible force rushed straight from Lin Ke into the sky.
His "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" was not composed for himself, nor for anyone present.
Rather, it is done for the Holy Emperor and for God!
"boom!!!"
The invisible force rushed straight up, mighty and mighty.
However, halfway through the attack, this force turned a corner and instead of rushing into the sky, it rushed into the center of the Imperial Palace.
The sky is round and the earth is round, with the mighty China in the middle, which is called the "heart of heaven and earth".
Tianyuan——Imperial Palace!
"I often hear..."
"The people are the water of God..."
"Act on behalf of heaven..."
Invisible power rushed into it, including Lin Ke's words.
Then less than a second later, a mighty voice came from the palace.
It's like thunder roaring loudly, and like spring rain moistening silently.
It feels like a busy street, but also like a battlefield.
It seems like scolding in the hall, but also like laughter in a private house.
…
This is the sound of heaven and earth!
"allow."
Just one word was spread, and countless intelligent beings in heaven and on earth heard this word.
And just by the birth of this word, endless auspiciousness is generated in an instant, and the avenue surrounds it.
The territory of the Great Wei Dynasty was thousands of miles away, the heaven and the earth sang together, and the lotus of all dharma and dharma covered the sky and the earth.
No matter where you are, no matter whether it is wind, frost, rain, snow, or clear sky, it is covered by endless auspicious clouds.
In the Imperial Capital, high in the sky, countless human phantoms of various shapes suddenly condensed out of the void and stood high in the sky.
Each of them has a majestic figure, and the sound of Tao is naturally surrounding them.
"The Tao is Tao, but it is very Tao." An old man riding a bull was drowsy.
"All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, then you will see the Tathagata." A bald middle-aged man sat on a lotus platform, seeming to smile but not smiling.
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be safe in any battle." A bearded man had a broken body but a determined look.
"Heaven and earth coexist with me, and all things are unique to me." A young man's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, leisurely and contented.
"The course of heaven is always constant. It will not survive because of Yao, nor will it perish because of Jie." A middle-aged man has a stooped figure, his hair is meticulously combed, and his eyes are serious.
…
Countless figures gathered together, accompanied by countless voices that resounded throughout the world.
After these figures appeared, they bowed in the direction of the palace.
"Li Er, I have met the Holy Emperor."
"Sakyamuni, I have met the Holy Emperor."
"Sun Bin, I have met the Holy Emperor."
"Xun Kuang, I have met the Holy Emperor."
"Zhuang Zhou, I have met the Holy Emperor."
…
Philosophers!
This is a hundred schools of thought!
Existences that had existed in this world emerged one after another and worshiped the Holy Emperor.
During this process, there was no response from the palace.
Until the silhouette of an old man sitting cross-legged in the sky and wearing a scholar's robe appeared above the crowd.
The old man is nine feet six inches tall and nine inches tall. He sits like a crouching dragon, stands like a morning bull, stands like an arrogant man, and looks up like a fight.
He held a bamboo tube in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, and he was carving something on the bamboo tube stroke by stroke.
After all the families had finished paying homage to the Holy Emperor, the old man put down the bamboo tube in his hand and looked towards the palace with a smile in his eyes: "Holy Emperor Zhang Bairen, the person you want is here."
Although the old man's voice was loud, only Baijia Xuying could hear his voice, and the others could only see the old man's mouth moving.
Finally, a voice came from the palace:
"Um."
The sound did not spread out, only the old man and the scholars heard it.
Hearing the Holy Emperor's voice, the old man smiled and nodded, then looked down at the Imperial Capital, casting his eyes towards the figure standing on the storytelling table.
After just one glance, the figure disappeared.
And as the old man's shadow disappeared, the shadows of hundreds of families also disappeared between heaven and earth.
However, the changes have not stopped...
When the word "quasi" came out in the palace, everyone who heard the sound lowered their heads, clasped their fists, or bowed.
Whether they are the orthodox Spring and Autumn human race, or the six races, demons, spirits, etc., they all express their respect for the Holy Emperor with their own voices.
"We sincerely welcome my emperor's decree!"
"Respect the Holy Emperor's decree."
"The powerful co-lord of the human race, we obey your decree."
Countless beings are paying their respects at this moment.
At this moment, the dark clouds above Lin Ke's head that had been squeezed down by the auspicious clouds all condensed into the shadow of the bamboo stick in his hand.
Looking at the other side, whether it was an unknown powerful man, or Li Chunggang, Zuo Si of Jingzhao Mansion, and others, they all bent down and saluted in the direction of the palace.
Lin Ke also bowed his hands towards the palace, and then holding a bamboo stick, he quietly walked over while they were saluting.
When he came to a few people, he raised his bamboo stick high and prepared to give Zuo Si of Jingzhao Mansion a slap on his head.
He is doing justice for heaven!
Did you hear that? Even the Holy Emperor was right!
However, at this moment, a hand grasped the bamboo stick that Lin Ke knocked down.
"You kid, I've just been busy for a few days. Do you want to fuck you?"
"Traveling Husband" Qi Dayan... Bah, "Shang Shu" Qi Tianxia's body appeared in front of Lin Ke.
Just as Lin Ke was about to speak, he saw other people standing behind Qi Tianxia.
I counted eleven.
