Geographic calendar, winter solstice. When the cathode of heaven and earth reaches the extreme, yang energy begins to arise.
"Come back to study after the eighth day of the earth's calendar, go ahead." The Supreme Lord waved his sleeves and gave all the counselors a long vacation.
Hezhou, Xiniu, a land in the far west, where the Heavenly Palace resides on the shore of the Blood Sea.
"Meet the Heavenly Lord!" Tang Yu looked excited and led a group of heavenly soldiers to greet Fang Jian outside the station.
Fang Jian nodded, and then entered Lu Peng amidst the respectful greetings of Tang Yu and the heavenly soldiers.
After entering the reed tent, Fang Jian sat down on the sandalwood chair, and then asked Tang Yu, "Where is the Rakshasa tribe's envoy?"
After hearing this, Tang Yu immediately reported: "Waiting to meet you in the reed tent outside the camp. Because my subordinates obeyed the laws of the Heavenly Lord and did not discuss or agree on anything with him, so he set up a tent outside the camp." Reed canopy.”
Fang Jian said: "Send an order for the Rakshasa tribe's envoy to come and see me."
Tangyu bowed and sang: "Follow the law."
The Rakshasa envoy who was meditating in the canopy was called out by the heavenly soldiers. When he learned about Fang Jian's announcement from the heavenly soldiers, the Rakshasa envoy was stunned.
"Master Hongqing?" the messenger asked in a puzzled tone.
The Heavenly Soldier said expressionlessly: "The Heavenly Lord has arrived and orders you to go to the big tent of Lu Peng to have an audience."
The Rakshasa envoy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling confused and flustered for a moment.
He had thought that Fang Jian would come, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden. With the constant urging of the heavenly soldiers, the envoy did not dare to neglect, and immediately followed the heavenly soldiers to the big tent of Lu Peng to see Fang Jian.
When the envoy entered the large reed tent and saw Fang Jian, his whole body trembled, and he quickly stepped forward and said, "Daliman, the envoy of the Rakshasa tribe, pays homage to Master Hongqing."
"Pingshen." Fang Jian said.
Tuliman bowed to thank him, and then stood up. When he saw Fang Jian's eyes, he couldn't help but feel his heart tightening, as if Fang Jian's eyes could see through all sins, which made him shiver all over.
"How long will it take for the Blood Bridge to be repaired?" Fang Jian asked.
Tuliman was startled. He didn't expect that Fang Jian didn't ask about the princes and princesses when he opened his mouth, but asked about the Blood Bridge.
"I want your Asura King's answer." Fang Jian said.
Tuliman was stunned for a long time, and then quickly replied: "Master Qi Hongqing, King Asura said that it will take more than ten years to repair the Blood Bridge, and it will take more than a hundred years to repair it."
Fang Jian nodded, and then said to Tuliman: "Go back immediately and ask your Asura King to write a 'Dharma Book' for me. Let her personally write the repair time of the Blood Bridge, and finally have it stamped on the Dharma Book. After placing the Dharma seal, you will send the Dharma book to the heavenly army camp and hand it over to me."
Tuliman looked at Fang Jian in astonishment. After a while, he hesitated and asked, "May I ask Master Hongqing, what is the use of this Dharma book?"
"This is not a question you should ask." Tangyu on the side said to Daliman: "Just follow the order."
Tuliman's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Fang Jian again, only to see that he was already drinking the spiritual tea sent by the heavenly soldiers in his hand.
Tuliman had no choice but to follow the order and leave immediately.
As Tuliman returned to the Shura Realm and reported the news that Fang Jian had come to the heavenly army camp in person to Asura King Po Yazhi and the other two Rakshasas, Po Yazhi and the other two Rakshasas immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
In the past few days, Boyazhi kept asking the messenger to contact Tang Yu, hoping to ease the relationship, but during this time Tang Yu ignored them at all. When the messenger saw Tang Yu, Tang Yu only asked the messenger to drink tea and did nothing else. Don’t do it, don’t tell it either.
From that moment on, Boyazhi understood that she had completely angered the general who had captured and killed him, and that the matter might no longer be able to be eased.
So now that Tuliman brought back the news of Fang Jian's arrival, Boyazhi knew that things were in trouble.
"What? He asked me to write a Dharma book?" After listening to Duliman's report, Boyazhi immediately said with a look of shock on his face: "Didn't he say anything about the five princes and princesses?"
"No." Tuliman said: "Master Hongqing only wants your Dharma book from King Asura, so that you can personally write the Dharma book, state the time required to 'repair the Blood Bridge', and then put your Dharma seal on it."
The seal of the immortal monk is equivalent to the 'fingerprint' of a mortal. This is the best thing to identify and prove identity.
"It cannot be written." Ghost Rakshasa Bhimachitara immediately said: "This Dharma book cannot be written."
"Why?" Boyazhi asked Bhimajitara seriously and solemnly. Of course she knew there might be something wrong with this Dharma book, but she couldn't figure out what Fang Jian was trying to do, so she wanted to hear it. Listen to Bhimasitra's analysis.
But after a period of silence, Bhimazitara just shook his head and said: "I don't know why, but Master Hongqing asked King Asura to write this Dharma book, so there must be some plan."
"But if we don't write this Dharma book, Master Hongqing will think that we are guilty of being thieves, repairing the Blood Bridge is fake, and hiding criminals is real." Demon Rasa Luo Qituo, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.
This time Boyazhi did not scold Luo Qiantuo, but frowned, not knowing what to do.
After writing the Dharma book, I don’t know what kind of plan I will fall into by Master Hongqing. But if he didn't write the Dharma book, Master Hongqing would immediately attack the Rakshasa clan.
How to choose? Boyazhi was caught in a dilemma. Both choices were important matters related to the entire Rakshasa clan. She, the Asura King of the Rakshasa clan, naturally had to bear the greatest responsibility.
Suddenly, Boyazhi raised his head and glanced at Luo Qiantuo and Bhimachitara, and then asked: "Two Rakshasa, besides the two choices of writing or not writing Dharma books, is there any other way? "
When saying this, Boyazhi's tone was very soft, her face was extremely gentle, and her eyes were full of hope.
But Boyazhi soon became disappointed. Luo Qiantuo and Bhimajituo looked at each other, then shook their heads and said: "Other than this, there is no other choice."
Hearing this, Boyazhi's face was immediately filled with disappointment, and his eyes looking at Luo Qiantuo and Bhimachitara also had a hint of anger.
But the two of them pretended not to notice Boya Zhi's expression, and they still looked worried and helpless.
In fact, there is a third option, which is to hand over the five princes and princesses and apologize to Master Hongqing.
But Po Yazhi couldn't bear this face, and her majesty as King Asura did not allow her to give in when facing Fang Jian before Fang Jian even attacked. This was a huge blow to her majesty as King Asura.
So she had to go down the stairs, so she asked the question just now, just to let Luo Qiantuo and Bhimajituo take the initiative to hand over the five princes and princesses, so that she could just follow the trend.
But obviously, Luo Qiantuo and Bhimachitara teamed up to stand her up. We knew there was a third option, but we just didn’t mention it. Didn’t you say before that you would use my children to pay for your children? ? Now we just won’t talk about it, what can you do?
At this moment, the conflict between the three supreme rulers of the Rakshasa tribe for many years finally became public on a small scale. Daliman on the side was sweating all over, restless, and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"Humph!" Boyazhi snorted coldly. She knew that these two Rakshasa were already dissatisfied with their monopoly of power, and now they wanted to take this opportunity to attack their prestige.
Thinking of this, Boya Zhi sneered in her heart: "Want to see my joke? Don't even think about it!"
Later, driven by the anger in his heart, Boyazhi actually began to write the Dharma book and said: "Tell Master Hongqing that it will take thirty years to repair the Blood Bridge."
Boyazhi originally planned to write a hundred years, but then she thought about it and decided not to say it too harshly, so as not to anger Fang Jian even more.
After finishing writing, Boyazhi stamped his Dharma seal, sealed the jade book and sent it to Tuliman, saying: "Send this Dharma book to Master Hongqing quickly."
Hearing this, the envoy felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He quickly took the Dharma book, then bowed and said, "I will obey the decree of the Dharma." Then he exited the hall, left the Shura world and went to the Heavenly Army camp.
When Fang Jian got the Dharma book presented by Tuliman, his eyes were filled with smiles.
I saw Fang Jian sealing the Dharma book with thunder and putting it away, and then said to the envoy: "You can go back. By the way, I will tell you King Asura that the Blood Bridge is the only way to connect Xiniu Hezhou and the Shura Realm. Thirty years is too long, and it will delay a lot of things. As the first good governance house in Xiniu Hezhou, I, the Xitian Mansion, are willing to build a bridge over the sea of blood for the Rakshasa tribe free of charge."
"What?!" Duliman's hair stood up immediately when he heard this. Heaven is building a bridge over the sea of blood?
Not to mention whether this bridge can be erected on the sea of blood, if once it is erected, the bridge can only be controlled by heaven. By then, the natural danger of the sea of blood will become a joke, unless the Rakshasa tribe completely falls out with heaven. , otherwise people in heaven can enter the Shura world at will from the bridge.
When Duliman thought of this, his whole body felt bad. He stammered incoherently: "This... Master Hongqing, how dare you trouble the Heavenly Court with such a trivial matter? I, the Rakshasa Clan, can repair the Blood Bridge."
Fang Jian looked at Tuliman with a dull expression and said, "Then it takes thirty years for you to build a bridge? It's too slow! As the Heavenly Lord of Xiniu Hezhou, I should provide free assistance to the Rakshasa clan and mobilize When the heavenly soldiers come to repair the bridge, it will be completed in a few months instead of thirty years."
"I, the Rakshasa clan, are deeply grateful for Master Hongqing's kindness, but we really don't need Heaven to build a bridge for us, we really don't!" Tuliman said.
Fang Jian raised his hand and pointed: "I am not discussing with your Rakshasa clan, but informing you! Go back and tell King Asura that as soon as the 300,000 heavenly soldiers dispatched by me arrive, we will start to fight in the sea of blood. Building a bridge is free, selfless and without any obligation.
There are no strings attached, and the aid to the Rakshasa tribe is purely out of selfless "immortalism". I hope she will not be ungrateful. "
After saying that, Fang Jian waved his sleeves and said, "You can go."
"Master Hongqing." Tuliman was still about to say, but Tangyu on the side stared, stepped forward and scolded: "Didn't you hear what Tianjun said clearly? Back off!"
Tuliman was shocked, first looked at Tang Yu, then looked at Fang Jian in shock, and finally had to bow his hands, turned around and left with hurried steps.
