The higher the realm, the more things can be affected. The decisions made by monks who ascend to the realm, whether good or bad, can only affect the rise or fall of a continent.
However, the Earthly Immortal Saints are different. They have jumped out of the world and gazed into the boundless future. Their every move can not only change the world, but also determine the fate of the next one hundred thousand years, or even two, three... one hundred thousand years.
In the world of Jiuzhou, there are five earthly immortal saints, but they have yet to break out of the planet and move towards the galaxy universe. It is not because they are not capable enough, but because no one can convince anyone, and no one can guarantee that they are right.
In the world of Jiuzhou, you can experiment, discuss, and collide to your heart's content. If there is a problem, the five earth immortals will know the answer.
But once it enters the starry sky, the historical trend is like a dragon entering the sea. It can no longer be restrained, and no one can predict the future direction.
"Who can guarantee that in a hundred thousand years, stars will fall like rain again and the heaven will collapse."
"Avoid becoming a second heaven."
"This is the consensus of the five earthly immortal saints."
"But now the sixth one... seems to have different ideas."
In Zhuxian Town, the older powers are worried, sneer, expectant, or pessimistic.
Different positions determine different representatives. Most of the immortals born in this era express goodwill, but there are also conservatives who strongly oppose it.
The fallen gods from the previous era sit in dark corners and sneer, or watch with cold eyes, waiting for the reincarnation of the era, looking forward to the second collapse of heaven.
However, there are also people of the past who hope that this era will continue to flourish and carry forward their hopes on the basis of Shinto.
Taoist Lu Zhe is the representative of one of these factions. As the son of the Emperor of Heaven in ancient times, he occupies a position second only to the Five Saints in this era, and is even more glorious and prominent than in ancient times.
And because of his special status, he would not easily favor any saint, so he gained the trust of all the earthly immortals.
Looking at the supreme Dharma image that could not be seen by ordinary people but almost covered Nanzhan Buzhou, Taoist Lu Zhe had a bitter look on his face and sighed: "Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, you are really useless, bless you, bless you, bless you." If Wang Zhiming comes out, why would my life be so miserable?"
"It just happened that this disaster happened on my watch."
After murmuring over and over again, Taoist Lu Zhe took difficult steps and reluctantly moved towards the academy.
This caused some old guys in the depths of Zhuxian Town to sneer: "Hou Li, you are really going back to your old days, and you don't have the same style as before."
"Yeah yeah."
"She looks like an old woman without her husband, a divorced and resentful woman..."
"Jie Jie Jie... Heaven has collapsed, isn't he just..."
"The poor Taoist Lu Zhe, whose Dharma name is Great Sun Tathagata... is not some Houli!" Taoist Lu Zhe turned around and suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashed with fire, like a great sun falling into the netherworld, burning for eternity, causing ghosts to cry. God howls.
Countless visions emerged, but were suppressed one by one.
"Old guys from the old era, there is no place for you in the new era."
Taoist Lu Zhe waited for a moment, and when he saw that no reckless people jumped out, he walked away with a wave of his sleeves and coldly snorted: "Those who don't want to die, please stay calm."
After a long time, rustling whispers started to sound in those dark corners.
"What are you pretending to be..."
"He was much more aggressive than us back then."
"In terms of crime, none of us, a hundred, would dare to fall in love with him."
"That's enough." The golden-eyed old man in Tianxiang Street who mastered books and was responsible for life and death suddenly spoke up and cursed: "When Heaven fell, all of you were guilty, and now you are reduced to this ghost, you really deserve it. "
"Good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded... Haha, it is true that retribution for good deeds and evil deeds follow each other like a shadow."
"Seriously?"
The old man was scolding like a heavenly official. Those prisoners who dared to offend the former emperor's son were extremely silent at this moment, as if a mouse was afraid of a cat.
Looking at the figures of Lu Zhe and Wang Zhiming, the old man with golden eyes finally showed a trace of loneliness in his eternal eyes, and whispered: "They are all guilty, am I not wrong? If I had been more decisive back then, or If you were a little more merciful, maybe the situation today would be very different.”
Immediately afterwards, the golden-eyed old man looked in the direction of Qianqiu Mountain, not at Taoist Xiyi, the little Taoist who only knew how to sleep, he was tired of looking at it, but at the outsider he had never seen before.
The chess game of Jiuzhou in the world is both big and small. The old man has seen the rise and fall of the game countless times, and he no longer has any hope.
However, Shen Gongbao's appearance aroused his interest.
Will a brand new variable be the hope of the people of the past? !
"As a passerby, I respect this world..."
The golden-eyed old man's eyes were level with the scales, and he stretched out his thin fingers, just like before.
In Houde Alley, the silver-haired Valkyrie looked at the piles of bones in the backyard, raised her glass to the sky, and said with a heroic smile: "To this bright universe..."
Taoist Lu Zhe came to the foot of Academy Mountain and said earnestly: "Wang Zhiming, what's wrong with this world..."
"Dao Ren Lu, do you still remember Master and Disciple Haizeng?"
Wang Zhiming said indifferently, but his eyes were looking at a gurgling stream at the foot of Academy Mountain. The water separated him, like a painted ground as a prison, dividing him from the outside world in two.
"Ha...what's going on?" Taoist Lu Zhe was slightly stunned, almost forgetting that there were still two ants.
The world is so big that if you don't ascend, you won't be able to reach the stage, let alone a papery heretic soul.
Master and disciple Haizeng are like so-and-so in a certain drama, which is a little better than ellipses, etc., all living beings, everyone.
Not to mention Master and Disciple Haizeng, even the ascended ancestor of the Wentian Sect behind them, Taoist Lu Zhe never took it to heart.
There is a difference between ascension and ascension. For example, the Wang Zhiming in front of him is strictly an ascension monk.
Some people work very hard to reach the realm of ascension, because the highest they can achieve is ascension. In the days after, they rely on their realm to dominate and prosper, taking nothing away from them.
However, some people ascend because the highest in the world is only ascension, unless they take a bold step like Wang Zhiming.
Taoist Lu Zhe's ascension state belongs to the latter. In the Buddhist sect with many factions, he has a small faction, established a small branch, and is regarded as a small leader.
In Lu Zhe's small sect, there are ten Buddhas equivalent to those who have ascended over the years, known as the Buddhas of the Ten Directions.
The state of mind of Master and Disciple Haizeng in Lu Zhe was like dust, which was brushed away diligently all the time.
"Do you, Fellow Daoist Lu, remember why they were expelled from Zhuxian Town?"
Wang Zhiming asked with a smile, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.
Taoist Lu Zhe understood and sighed: "The two of them were expelled from Zhuxian Town not because they killed people, but because they broke the rules."
Master Haizen and his disciples were not punished because they tried to kill a mortal ant.
Rather, they tried to kill people in Zhuxian Town.
If they were not killing in Zhuxian Town, but killing in the outside world, no one would care about them even if they killed hundreds of people.
"Fellow Taoist is for this."
Taoist Lu Zhe pondered for a moment and said in the language of Confucianism: "The sage speaks, the king, the minister, the minister, the father, the son, the son."
"Bullshit sage words."
Wang Zhiming's words were shocking, and a thunder exploded in the sky, which seemed to be a warning and an omen.
If you speak rudely again, heavenly punishment will come to Nanzhan Buzhou.
A gentleman has three fears: fear of destiny, fear of adults, and fear of the words of saints.
If you are not afraid, it is disrespectful.
"The benevolent love others."
Wang Zhiming stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a slight smile: "Those who thieve benevolence are called thieves, those who thieve righteousness are called cripples, and those who cripple thieves are called husbands."
"I have heard of the execution of one man, Zhou, but I have never heard of regicide."
There was a loud thunder in the sky, as if extremely angry at the apostate words, and a silver lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire world.
This time, the disaster was more severe than before. The sky became extremely dark, and it seemed that it might fall at any time.
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.
Wang Zhiming's expression was as usual, but he pointed his finger to the sky and said loudly: "Heaven's behavior is always there, not for the sake of the saint's existence, nor for the destruction of the emperor."
For a moment, there was an incomparable silence between heaven and earth, as if time and space had frozen. There was no sound of wind, and not even the chirping of insects could be heard.
"If it is governed, it will be good; if it is chaos, it will be bad."
Wang Zhiming took his time and waved his sleeves, and a supreme Dharma image appeared behind him. It was as big as a mountain and high into the sky. It was invisible to mortals, respected by immortals, and invisible to gods.
In the eyes of all living beings, a round of golden light exploded, as if a real dragon groaned, and golden scales covered the sky, extremely bright and gorgeous.
"The stars are spinning, the sun and the moon are shining, the four eras are in control, the yin and yang are great, the wind and rain are blessing."
"All things are brought into being by their harmony, and each is nourished by their nourishment. Without seeing its actions, one can see its merits. This is called God. Everyone knows the reason why it is made, but does not know its intangibility. This is called Heavenly Power.
"Only a sage does not seek to know heaven!"
The Confucian saints and Dharma ministers of Daruo Mountain recited scriptures loudly, and Douda's words emerged, like the arrangement of stars, like the rotation of the sun and the moon, calming down the original violent storm and calming the originally restless vitality.
Everything extraordinary has returned to ruins at this moment, just like Zhuxian Town reappears in the Dharma Ending Age!
"Is this what you have realized?"
Taoist Lu Zhe stood on the other side of the stream, but did not take half a step towards the thunder pond. He smiled softly like a spring breeze and said, "Next, let's see if the other guys agree."
When establishing a religion in Nanzhan Buzhou, the first wave of backlash came from Confucianism, but Wang Zhiming was a Confucian scholar after all.
Therefore, this wave of backlash comes with loud thunder, light rain, and even a tendency to release water.
When your family fights, just talk and talk.
However, the attitudes of the other saints and earthly immortals may not necessarily agree.
Reasoning with outsiders requires hands-on practice.
The purpose of establishing a religion and becoming a saint is to determine the future of Jiuzhou. The truth is true, but fists are just as important. Without fists, you can use nothing to push your own path.
The truth is the fist, and the fist is the truth.
"road!"
It seemed that the sky and the earth were roaring, and three thousand purple energies were brilliant. I saw a white jade Ruyi flying from the east, carrying thousands of feet of golden light, like a god coming to earth, suppressing all spirits, and flashing with thunderous energy.
Wang Zhiming kept silent, staring closely at the white jade Ruyi, forming seals with his hands, and saw the awe-inspiring righteousness flowing out of the void behind him like water.
Boom!
The white jade Ruyi fell three feet in front of him. The jade Ruyi was engraved with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, and four seal characters were vaguely visible on it: "Peace has an image."
Just like the fall of an ancient prison-suppressing statue, just like the suppression of the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent, can you afford to take over this world peace? !
"rise!"
Wang Zhiming's eyes bloomed with two bright lights, holding Jade Ruyi in one hand, like a god patching up the sky.
Yu Ruyi lifted up step by step, and the arms of the Supreme Dharma disappeared one by one, countless streams of light flew, and purple energy soared.
In the end, a single-armed Confucian saint in blue shirt stood alone, with extremely determined eyes. We are willing to hold the sky with one hand.
"null!"
There seems to be an ethereal sound, like a monk knocking on a wooden fish, once, twice, three times, one year, two years, three years, one hundred thousand years, two hundred thousand years... Infinite and endless.
At this moment, Yu Ruyi stopped and watched this scene quietly. Wang Zhiming's figure became illusory, as if he would disappear at any time.
It was a strange feeling, as if the entire universe was held in the palm of his hand.
However, it is also an extremely threatening feeling. Maybe he will become a part of the universe in the next second, commonly known as the Tao.
"Time is infinite!"
Wang Zhiming took a deep breath and stood up, but there was no trace of joy in his expression, because besides the three religions, there was also an emperor.
"Mr. Wang, are you willing to be my great master?"
Just when countless people were worried, a deep and majestic voice sounded, extremely domineering: "I can help you become a saint."
The Emperor of the Great Ying Dynasty is also the human emperor of the human race!
Wang Zhiming smiled softly and said: "A gentleman has something to do and something not to do. They have different ways and don't conspire with each other!"
"It's a pity for a man like you."
Emperor Zhuan sighed, but the emperor's Dharma image in the sky took a step forward, picked up the jade seal in his hand, and dropped it mercilessly. He did not allow anyone to violate his existence in the world.
Suppressing the Demon Emperor, suppressing the three religions, and unifying the Nine Continents is his blueprint for the future, and there is no room for any mistakes.
"teacher!!!"
The Confucian scholar in green shirt who was asking Tianzong to demolish the ancestral hall suddenly burst into tears. How could he not know at this moment.
The teacher asked him to leave, not only to punish Wentian Zong.
It even saved his life.
This human emperor is a man of great talent and strategy, but he is ruthless and ruthless. He regards imperial power as supreme and is truly a loner.
It is absolutely intolerable to hear such remarks as "killing a husband, Zhou", but never "killing a king".
Others may be able to survive, but if a direct disciple like him dares to stay in the academy, he will definitely die.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
A voice filled with ridicule and persuasion sounded, and a Taoist priest in black robes and black crown, holding the Immortal Killing Sword, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, everything is in harmony."
Emperor Zhuan's eyes were deep and questioning: "When did a Taoist like you appear in the world?"
“There are tigers and leopards crouching in the mountains, and linlins hiding in the fields.”
Shen Gongbao, Wang Po, was selling melons and boasting about herself. She laughed softly and said, "Shen Gongbao, a poor Taoist, has met Taoist friend Zhuanhuang and came here to discuss the Tao."
"You want to stop me?"
Emperor Zhuan asked with cold eyes, his voice was like a loud bell, shaking the whole world, like a heavenly emperor giving orders.
“No, no.
Shen Gongbao bowed and said seriously: "Your Majesty is the one who wants to bring disaster to Master Wang. He must be a fellow Taoist. I also want to bring disaster to Your Majesty."
Emperor Zhuan laughed angrily: "What an arrogant and rebellious Taoist!"
(End of chapter)
