Gods and men rule heaven, and saints rule earth.
Gods of heaven and immortals on earth, this is the norm in ancient times. In charge of the blessed land of cave heaven, saints are existences like God. I dare not say that they are omniscient and omnipotent. However, there are people in all nine states in the world, mainly in Nanzhan Buzhou, who chant the names of saints and mention the names of saints. Deeds will definitely attract the attention of saints.
It is harmless for mortals to recite poems and mention names, because they occupy such a small proportion in heaven and earth. Only tens of millions or hundreds of millions of people recite the poems together will attract the attention of the saints.
Monks are different. Monks are thieves who steal the creation of heaven and earth and the mysteries of the sun and moon.
The Cave Heaven Paradise is controlled by saints, and all living beings live in it. However, monks steal spiritual energy and practice, steal the property of saints, and attempt to reach the realm of earthly immortal saints.
This is not only a thief, but a big thief.
The young man in golden clothes once told the story of the ancient past. The master is broad-minded and does not care about it. However, how can a gentleman not care about the sages under the master's throne?
As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
The little devil who sat down with the King of Hell, in terms of the human world, is black and white and impermanent, and can seduce eight hundred old Taoist priests with a chain.
The most famous among them is a sage named Lu. Because a big demon in Luzhou, Beiju, was disrespectful to the Master, he entered Beizhou alone in white clothes and challenged eighteen cities of the demon clan. In the end, it was the demon emperor who came forward to stop this. A dispute.
The old Taoist priest could only pray silently. The Confucian sage who sits in Zhuxian Town, the land of true dragons, is a moderate gentleman, not an ordinary sage.
"Sir, do you want me to go and give you some instructions?"
In the Central Academy of the town, a Confucian scholar in green clothes stood up and bowed. A jade pendant jingled around his waist, as if it was ringing for heaven and earth.
Mr. Wang glanced at the town, a breeze blew around him, opened the book, smiled calmly and said: "There is no good or disgusting body, there are good and bad things."
"Malice and good intentions are not accomplished in a day. It is the fault of a son who fails to teach his father, and it is the laziness of a teacher who fails to teach strictly."
"Go and explain to the leader of Wentian Sect."
"Ask them, since they are asking the sky, why don't they see people?"
The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi bowed his hands solemnly: "Disciple, accept your order."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took one step and walked from Zhuxian Town to the gate of Wentian Sect, a million mountains and rivers away. There was no fluctuation in the space and it was completely natural. This was the convenience of Confucian sages in Nanzhan Buzhou.
Nanzhan Buzhou is the blessed land of the cave where the Master united. Gentlemen and sages are close to the Tao here.
The real people and true kings of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats of Xiniuhezhou all have such magical powers and do not need to expend any magic power, because they are the symbols of the heavenly way of this continent and have certain authority.
There were no ripples in the space, but it still attracted Shen Gongbao's attention. This method was almost divine.
It's like he decreed in the Nine Heavens Cave to seal Yuanyang and Changbai to all the boys.
"The saints of the three religions took Kyushu as their blessed land and jumped into the earthly fairyland. Their disciples also enjoyed the benefits and were able to share the rights of the earthly immortals."
"But, if their disciples want to cultivate into Earth Immortals, which continent should they choose to join the Tao and become Earth Immortals?"
"It can't be four small continents."
Shen Gongbao looked at the incomplete cave sky of Tianwaitian and slowly walked towards the academy in the center of the town.
Taoist Lu Zhe suddenly became anxious and shouted: "Fellow Taoist Shen, where are you going?"
"Go to the academy and study."
Shen Gongbao waved his hand and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you want to come together?"
"Forget it."
Taoist Lu Zhe suddenly had a grimace on his face, looked up at the sky, sighed, and complained in a low voice: "One person named Wang is enough to trouble me, and now there is another person named Shen. I don't want to live as a poor Taoist anymore."
"Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, why don't you protect me? Why didn't you just steal some of your tributes a few years ago? Didn't I offer you several sticks of incense later? As for being so stingy..."
Zhuxian Town is special. It is not just the place where the true dragon fell. If it were just the place where the true dragon fell, the Immortal Sect dynasties outside could handle it, and there was no need for disciples of the three religions to take charge.
The specialness of Zhuxian Town lies in its end magic. Even a true immortal like Shen Gongbao has been suppressed a hundred times. When other monks come in, they probably only have a few small spells left.
The disciples of the three religions sit here, on the one hand, to guard, and on the other hand, to observe the Tao, to watch the practice of sentient beings under the end of Dharma, to simulate an era of Dharma end, to prepare for a rainy day, and to make predictions for the future.
The disciples of the three religions watched the Taoism, and Taoist Lu Zhe was responsible for watching the sages of the three religions to see what they had realized.
One of them, Mr. Wang, who claims to be one of the three religions and is about to create a fourth religion, is already troublesome enough.
Now comes another old monster Shen Gongbao who can't figure out the details.
In an instant, Taoist Lu Zha wanted to die and couldn't help complaining: "Why am I so miserable? Give me all the hard work..."
The academy in the center of the town is not big, but it has a light and warmth that can drive away all kinds of evil spirits.
"Haoran is upright and has a good name."
Shen Gongbao looked at the four words on the academy's ranking and sighed in admiration.
"Ma'am... I won't go in."
Xu Laodao shivered and said in a trembling voice
Although Xu Laodao's soul has survived, it is still a ghost body after all. He cannot enter the Yangshen. Entering the territory of the academy is like a prisoner entering a prison. He feels uncomfortable all over.
The aura of awe suppresses all evils, including, but not limited to, ghosts.
"Go and help me keep an eye on Chen Changsheng."
Shen Gongbao separated a pure Yang thought to bless Xu Laodao's incomplete soul.
In an instant, the soul that was originally difficult to enter reincarnation suddenly became like a night-wandering god or a day-wandering god, able to manifest a holy form.
"Kowtow to the real person."
Xu Laodao was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly. However, a trace of doubt arose in his heart. That boy Chen Changsheng was alive and well, so what was so good about him.
"I believe in his luck."
Seemingly seeing through Xu Laodao's thoughts, Shen Gongbao sighed. As a god of decline, he believed in his bad luck.
And something will happen to Chen Changsheng, who is as unlucky as himself.
In the past, being safe in a small town was because the town's luck was a given. Chen Changsheng was used to being unlucky. With a stable average, no matter how unlucky he was, he would not fall out of that average.
Nowadays, the town's gates are wide open, and the outside world's luck collides with the town's luck. At the same time, the outside world's bad luck also pours in. Chen Changsheng's average unluckiness will rise sharply.
If nothing unexpected happens, something will happen.
As the center of bad luck, he is destined to have ups and downs. Everything big and small will revolve around Chen Changsheng. Weird things in the town will also happen because of him. Many ancient things that have been ups and downs for thousands of years will also surface. .
"The calamity came, and it came into being at the right time."
"I understand, I understand everything."
Shen Gongbao sighed and said: "This is called the protagonist. If you don't cause trouble, you are still called the protagonist."
Xu Laodao was confused. What is a protagonist? Do you think Zhuxian Town is a stage? We are all great actors.
"Life is like a play, who is not acting?"
Shen Gongbao turned around and smiled, saying meaningfully: "Whenever you stop acting, you are a real person. When you believe in yourself, you are a god."
Xu Laodao's heart trembled, as if he had caught some inspiration and found the opportunity to enter Taoism. He said with a very solemn expression: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."
Xu Taiding, who had been singing operas in Zhuxian Town for a lifetime, finally tried his best with secret skills. Witchcraft and Shinto combined and turned into an existence like an earthbound spirit.
Whether to eliminate the false and retain the true and ascend to the immortal path, or to act like an immortal and set foot on the divine path, it all depends on your own choice.
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The residents of Zhuxian Town all have opportunities. Although Xu Taiding died, he still stayed in Zhuxian Town and still had his share of opportunities.
The two Xu Laodao parted ways, their bodies walked up the mountain, and their souls walked down the mountain.
Taoist Lu Zha, who was waiting at the foot of the mountain, suddenly shrank his eyes and couldn't help but mutter: "Chun Yang? Please stop joking, okay? Where can such a perverted guy come from in the world?"
"If there is a quarrel later, how can I beat him?"
After waiting at the foot of the mountain for most of the day, there was no roaring sound from the academy, and there was no change in the color of the mountains and rivers.
Taoist Lu Zhe looked at the mountains and rivers and found that the nine continents in the world were still peaceful. None of them had been destroyed by the war. The world was still peaceful and harmonious, and there was no sign of the end of the world.
"There was no fight, thank God, Buddha bless us."
Taoist Lu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately laughed with his hands on his hips, and said happily: "Buddha is still reliable, able to resist trouble, and can take the blame, unlike the bad old man who can't see anyone for a long time."
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In the academy, under the sycamore tree, a black and white chessboard is arranged.
Mr. Wang holds white in one hand and Shen Gongbao holds black in the other. The two are playing chess.
Suddenly, Mr. Wang glanced at the foot of the mountain and sighed: "Taozu didn't kill this guy, which shows that he is really pure and inactive."
Shen Gongbao dropped the ball and asked with a smile: "Mr. Wang, what do you mean, fellow Taoist Lu is a disciple of the Taoist ancestor of Dongsheng Shenzhou?"
"more than."
Mr. Wang smiled slightly and asked tentatively: "He is still the Vairocana Buddha of Buddhism... and the emperor's son. Does Taoist Shen know?"
"Emperor's son?"
Shen Gongbao's expression was as usual, and he said as if he was a prostitute: "I know nothing, so Mr. Wang should give me some advice."
The old guy from ancient times is really thick-skinned.
Mr. Wang found that he could not hear any of Shen Gongbao's thoughts, so he could only continue to throw out fierce information and test: "One hundred thousand years ago, the gods ruled the sky, the emperor above, and the five emperors below governed the world."
"The civil strife of the Five Emperors broke the peace of the divine way, broke through the Zhoushan Mountains, and caused a lack of justice in the heavens. Since then, the Qi Refiner has emerged, able to steal the essence of the world and become an immortal thief."
"That battle crippled the three realms. Heaven collapsed, the world was shattered, the underworld cried, and countless gods and stars fell like rain."
"So Zhuxian Town came into existence."
"Daoist Shen really doesn't know?"
Shen Gongbao smiled slightly and said, "I really don't know."
"I would also like to ask Mr. Wang, which emperor is the son of Fellow Daoist Lu?"
Mr. Wang raised his eyelids and said calmly: "He is the son of the Emperor of Heaven."
"The Son of the Emperor of Heaven?" Shen Gongbao asked in confusion: "Since the Heavenly Court was overthrown, why did the Son of the Emperor of Heaven remain? Aren't the saints of the three religions afraid of causing trouble again?"
Mr. Wang shook his head and said: "The situation in the first war was very complicated. Strictly speaking, it was after the disappearance of the Emperor of Heaven that the Five Emperors started civil strife."
"Lu Dao people did not participate in the civil war. Instead, they made friends with hundreds of tribes and wandered around the world."
"There was no liquidation after the war, and the three religions accepted him."
"The Emperor of Heaven is missing."
Shen Gongbao's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the Shinto legend of the prehistoric world. In the last era, it was after the disappearance of Emperor Tai Tian that the Shinto became chaotic and the immortal way rose.
It is very consistent with the history of this world.
Is it a projection of the past, a projection of the future, or some other coincidence.
"I see."
Shen Gongbao's heart was full of thoughts, but his face did not show it. He changed the subject and said: "In this way, the formation of Zhuxian Town is the tacit approval of the three religions."
"It cannot be said to be tacit consent."
Mr. Wang sighed and said: "It can only be said to be a coincidence. Countless immortals died a hundred thousand years ago, and their remnant souls reincarnated in this small town. At first, we disciples of the three religions were responsible for bringing these meritorious seniors out and suppressing them at the same time. Those evil gods who cause chaos.”
"Later, due to a chance coincidence, Zhuxian Town became a place of the end of Dharma and a place to observe Taoism."
"Since the Battle of Defeating Heaven, the saints of the three religions, the two emperors, and even the founders of hundreds of schools have all been concerned about the same issue."
"There was no spiritual energy in the mortal world at first, because the pillars of heaven were broken, and the spiritual energy of the heavens tilted down, turning into the ancestral veins of the Nine Provinces, and blessed places of all sizes, but one day the spiritual energy will be exhausted."
"What should you do after the spiritual energy disappears?"
"The appearance of Zhuxian Town is equivalent to a rehearsal."
"Be prepared for a rainy day." Shen Gongbao did not laugh, thinking that the three religions were unfounded, but nodded seriously.
Although the creatures in this world and the civilization of cultivating immortals in this world are not very powerful, they are far superior to many underworld cultivating worlds.
They actually began to think about what to do after the spiritual energy disappeared.
This seemingly ridiculous question touches on the core interests of spiritual practice.
It can be seen that among the high-level monks in this world, at least some of the high-level monks have broken away from low-level tastes and begun to seriously seek Taoism and explore the development of immortal civilization.
"Then what did you research?"
"Can we exchange a few words?"
A touch of the sword aura of Killing Immortals appeared in Shen Gongbao's hand, evolving into the image of Mo Dharma, indicating that he was not just talking on paper, but had his own exploration on the path of Mo Dharma and Mo Luck.
"No wonder fellow Taoists came to Zhuxian Town."
A hint of enlightenment appeared in Mr. Wang's eyes, and then he smiled and said that he no longer called Shen Gongbao a Taoist priest, but a fellow Taoist.
Taoist friends, like-minded friends on the road.
This is far beyond the title of senior, venerable, master, or Taoist priest.
Only by being called a Taoist friend can you be recognized and be willing to speak your mind and have sincere communication.
"Thousands of years of exploration."
Mr. Wang solemnly said: "We all agree that the end of the law is not only about spiritual energy, but also about the human heart."
"For example, the founder of the Mo family believes that the dissipation of spiritual energy is not a big problem. You can explore the outer world to find new energy sources. But if there is a problem with the human heart, it will be the real doomsday disaster."
"So we need to love each other without attacking each other, and be friendly to each other on the basis of equality."
"Taozu seeks for the supreme realm, seeks to create something out of nothing, and solves the problem of spiritual energy and human heart in one fell swoop."
"The Buddha advocated cultivating the mind to seek emptiness, increasing revenue and reducing expenditure, returning the golden body to heaven and earth, leaving no trace of spiritual energy, coming in vain, going in vain, understanding cause and effect, establishing the six paths of reincarnation, and carrying out the cycle."
(End of chapter)
