"Lu Yao!" Zhang Chaozong shouted to the people behind him, who walked up to the emperor
"Lu Yao has met Your Majesty. It seems that there is no state religion in the court today. If you don't dislike it, Lu Yao is willing to establish a state religion for Your Majesty to rectify the world."
The emperor didn't know what Zhang Chaozong meant? But after thinking for a moment, he said: "Why would I let a remnant of the previous dynasty establish the state religion?"
Lu Yao shook her head after hearing this, and said without being humble or arrogant: "Your Majesty, what you said is wrong. I am not a minister of the previous dynasty. I am just Lu Yao who picks immortals. The Immortal Master is the Immortal Master who picks immortals, and I am no longer the emperor of the previous dynasty. .”
"Zhao Xian? You keep talking about Zhai Xian, what is Zhai Xian?"
At this time, Tie Suanxian spoke. He did not explain the picking of immortals, but said: "Your Majesty the Emperor, remember that I once told you that the first vitality book was exhausted fifty years ago. But it has always been Do you know the reason for holding on till now?"
"what reason?"
"This involves the secrets of the imperial dynasty. If Your Majesty agrees to establish a state religion, we will explain it clearly. If you don't want to establish a state religion, we will just bother you today. The three of us will leave immediately."
"This..." The emperor kept weighing the pros and cons in his heart. Based on his understanding of Tie Suanxian, Tie Suanxian will never make a mistake. But this made him agree obediently, but he was unwilling to do so. But then I thought about it, now I am a fish, and even though Tie Shuanxian and the others will leave if they don't agree, who knows whether their words will count or not, agree first, and then slowly think of a solution later.
Thinking of this, the emperor nodded: "Okay, I promise you."
"Okay." Zhang Chaozong saw the emperor's expression. Although he knew that this was an expedient measure, he didn't care and nodded to Lu Yao.
Lu Yao, who was standing next to her, reached into her arms and took out a dazzling bronze mirror. The moment he took it out, the entire palace flashed with a dazzling brilliance.
"The reason why the previous dynasty was able to survive for another fifty years was because of it."
The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked carefully: "What is this thing?"
"This is the national treasure mirror. The national religion can rely on the national treasure mirror to tamper with the fate of the country and protect you from the danger of destroying the country."
"What? Are you serious?" After hearing this, the emperor stood up.
"Tie Suanxian is here. If you don't believe me, you can ask him." The little emperor finally looked away from the national treasure book and turned to look at Tie Suanxian. Tie Suanxian nodded.
"Yes, the Zhenguojian can gather the power of believers from all over the world and reverse the yin and yang of the world, but there is only one chance. Now that the world is undecided, I hope your majesty will consider it early."
After listening to Tie Shuanxian's words, the emperor looked at the Zhenguo Baojian again: "This small mirror really has such power?"
Tie Suan Immortal laughed loudly: "Your Majesty, the Zhen Guo Bao Jian is a sacred object found from the homes of the three ancient emperors. When the Yellow Emperor fought against Chi You, the Zhen Guo Bao Jian also played a big role. Your Majesty, Tie Suan Immortal Never lie."
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The little emperor stopped after saying this and looked at the Imperial Master from the corner of his eyes. After listening to the little emperor's words, the Imperial Preceptor began to sweat thinly on his face.
"So, the late emperor agreed to Tie Suanxian's proposal, and then he established the national religion through the words of Prime Minister Zuo Ban?"
The little emperor nodded: "Yes, this has become the highest secret of my Tian family. I have not heard a word of it in the past few years as the crown prince. Today, I will tell the imperial advisor. The imperial advisor still hopes that you can help me find the secret." Immortal’s weakness, the fate of the dynasty is more secure if it is in one’s own hands.”
The Imperial Master was filled with regret at this moment. He had learned the secrets of the Tian family. If he was of no use in the future, the emperor would definitely kill him first. When the young emperor saw that the Imperial Advisor was silent, he changed the subject and asked, "Advisor, Tie Suanxian recommended Wenlong Military Advisor at that time. Have you ever heard of Tie Suanxian from Wenlong Military Advisor?"
"Your Majesty, I have never heard my father mention the Iron Calculator Immortal. My father said that he had followed Jun Mochou in his early years. I only learned about the name of the Iron Calculator Immortal today."
The little emperor glanced at the Imperial Master, as if he didn't believe it, but he changed the topic and continued: "National Master, do you know who the current Immortal Master is?"
The Imperial Master nodded: "According to rumors, Duke Wu An was selected by the previous Immortal Master three years ago to achieve the position of Immortal Master in Wanbao Mountain."
The little emperor nodded, and then said with a smile: "Does the Imperial Master know who released this news?"
The Imperial Master shook his head: "I don't know."
"In the palace, there are three people who are responsible for the world's news. They are the three who just came in. They inquire about the world's major events for me. As long as I want to know, they can find out. Not long ago, the three people brought back the news. The Immortal Master has come out, and he is Du Jie of the Du family. Does the Imperial Master know what I was thinking when I heard the news?"
"I don't know."
"I'm thinking, why him, why him? I can tolerate the Immortal Picker in the world, and I can also tolerate the Immortal Picker and the Immortal Master, but I can't tolerate the Immortal Master being Du Jie. Does the Imperial Master know why?"
The little emperor seemed to be getting more and more excited as he talked, and without waiting for the Imperial Master to reply, he continued directly: "Because he is the son of the Du family, and people from the Du family cannot be immortal masters. He has commanded soldiers and horses. If he can command the martial arts again. Then in this world...then in this world, is the surname Du or Wang! I will never agree!!"
The last few words of the little emperor roared out like a roar.
"Hahahaha... National Master, Zhaixian wants to hide the Immortal Master, but I don't want to do what they want. Du Jie is just the Immortal Master, not a god. If he is killed by someone, then Zhaixian will be completely dead! "
After the little emperor said these words, he seemed to feel more relaxed. He turned back to look at the Imperial Preceptor: "That's too far away. What did the Imperial Preceptor think of after listening to the story I told you?"
"This...I need to think about it carefully. Such a thing is too unbelievable. I have so many things going on at the moment." The Imperial Master said with some fear.
The little emperor put his hand on the Imperial Preceptor's shoulder and said, "Okay, the Imperial Preceptor will come again tomorrow. I hope the Imperial Preceptor will remember something by then."
The Imperial Master knelt on the ground obediently: "Yes, then I will resign."
The little emperor kept staring at the imperial master as he slowly exited his palace. There was an indescribable look in his eyes, as if he had some regrets and some longing, and finally sighed.
When the imperial master left the palace and got on the carriage, his expression changed. He didn't look like he was in panic all day long. He just frowned and took out a brochure bag from his arms, which read
"If the national religion is not broken, the immortals cannot be eliminated. Three tribulations must be taken first, and then the world will be determined."
The Imperial Preceptor read the note in his hand again and again, and finally opened his mouth to eat it. The carriage continued to walk outside the palace. After the Imperial Preceptor finished these things, he thought quietly for a long time, and finally murmured: "Father, Is there any relationship between cults and picking immortals?"
This kit was actually handed over to the national advisor by Military Advisor Wenlong early on, and he had already decided on the route of destroying the evil cult, destroying the national religion, and finally removing the immortals.
It was already sunset, but the capital was slowly becoming lively. Because in a few hours, the third trial of the national religion will begin. This is the last trial of the state religion and the only chance to run for sainthood. This made all the martial arts people who came to the imperial capital start gearing up.
The Wentian Conference started at midnight, and when Tingfeng Pavilion and his party arrived, the altar of the state religion was already bustling with people. Zhuo Bufan did not come to the state religion, but sat in Tingfeng Pavilion, waiting for news from the Tianji Sect. People from all walks of life are gearing up and seem to be determined to win this time.
There is a high tower within the state religion, which is the tallest building in the entire imperial capital. The altar is at the top of the tower.
The people of the State Religion came to the tower early, but everyone in the State Religion was dressed in white. Looking from a distance, it's all white. This caused people around to whisper. At this time, the bell of the state church rang leisurely. Saint Qianqiu walked onto the altar surrounded by people from the state religion. Everyone saw that Saint Qianqiu was also wearing a plain robe. The discussion was even louder.
It is the night of the full moon, and the midnight hour is coming soon. The full moon hangs high, and the shadow of the tower has shrunk infinitely. After Saintess Qianqiu bowed to the sky three times, she said to Venerable Nianhua: "Let's begin."
Venerable Nianhua nodded and walked to the crowd and said, "The third trial, the Wentian Conference will begin soon."
"At the beginning of the ancient times, there was no form above and below. The dark was clear and the dark was dark. Feng Yi was only like the image. The bright and dark were the three combinations of yin and yang... Everyone, those who have come to ask the sky, take a step forward."
At this time, a woman with a black gauze covering her head asked with some doubts: "What is Wentian? You didn't say it during the day, why haven't you said it now?"
"Yes, please explain the rules clearly."
"This is so cloudy and foggy, it's really outrageous."
"Ask God, does it mean that God decides who will be the candidate for the saint? Haha!"
As soon as he said this, there was a burst of laughter from everyone around him.
Venerable Nianhua was not upset and said to everyone, "When we ask the sky, we naturally take God's will." Don’t you know where this place is? "
An old man in the front row frowned after hearing this and asked, "I don't quite understand what your venerable meant, please explain it clearly."
"This is the altar of the state religion. Those who want to participate in the third trial need to ask the heavens themselves here."
"Ask Heaven by yourself? How can you ask by yourself?" The old man continued to ask
Venerable Nianhua pointed at the altar on the high tower: "The altar is on top of the high tower, and heaven is on the altar. If you enter the altar and ask the sky, you can become an immortal if you fly down and survive."
Some smart people seemed to have guessed how the state church selects people, and their expressions changed. But most people still don't seem to understand. Venerable Nianhua could only say bluntly:
"To ask the sky is to ask the heaven to accept the state religion. If the sky does not accept the state religion, the state religion will accept it. If you fly from the altar and fall, the person who does not accept the sky will pass the test!"
"What? You want us to die?" Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the test for selecting candidates for the state religion would be so extreme.
The old man raised his head and looked at the altar on the high tower: "Honorable Sir, is the third competition about Qinggong?"
Venerable Nianhua shook his head: "The third competition is about fate. You are destined to be the saint, so you can ask the question clearly."
