High above the sky, in the indescribable world.
A nine-thousand-mile-long colorful martial arts road runs through it. The blue Wanli Confucian Avenue and the purple Wanli Daomen Avenue protect the colorful martial arts behind them, confronting the golden Wanli Buddhist Avenue in the distance.
At this time, there seemed to be a meaning of the principle of life and death rising above the martial arts. A line seemed to be cracked between the two. From the cracked gap, it seemed that a vast world could be seen, and a new principle was revealed from this gap. There is a faint sound of howling ghosts and gods.
"Chen Luo! You deserve to die!" Thunder roared from the golden avenue. In an instant, several lotus phantoms appeared. The refining bloomed, and a huge Buddha phantom walked out from it. He held a treasure and rushed towards the colorful martial arts.
"Confucianism and Taoism, if you want to block the road, start a holy war today!" The leader of the Buddha's phantom shouted sternly.
"Haha, it's a deal!" A shadow of a hill appeared on the Confucian Avenue and crashed directly into the leader of the Buddha, "I didn't expect a double happiness today!"
Immediately afterwards, figures whose faces could not be seen clearly appeared on the Confucian Avenue, the sounds of various sutras were recited, and the saints greeted the lotus Buddhas.
"Although it's a bit troublesome, let's have a fight!" A voice that seemed to have just woken up came from the Daomen Avenue. The next moment, Tai Chi shadows appeared one after another on the Daomen Avenue. In the rotation of these Tai Chi shadows, each one was wearing a Taoist robe. The figure walked out, held the sword in his hand, and rushed out.
In an instant, the truth was everywhere, the void trembled, lotus flowers were destroyed, and the Confucian and Taoist avenues also shook violently.
"Han Changli, Chen Xiyi!" A pair of eyes on the Buddhist Avenue slowly opened, "If you continue to push each other hard, I will blow up the Buddhist Avenue and open the door to heaven here!"
"You explode!" Han Changli's voice sounded, "At worst, our Confucian sect will open up peace with the Great Way and make up for the gap you opened!"
"In the past, you used this as a threat, and we were afraid of it. But today, the human race has prospered in martial arts, and we have fulfilled our wish. In the future, even if the scholars have no power to tie a chicken, as long as they have the truth in their hearts, it doesn't matter!"
"Fake Buddha, explode! I am waiting!"
In an instant, a series of holy questions sounded.
"Fake Buddha, explode!"
"Fake Buddha, explode!"
"I, the Holy Saint Lu Fangweng, swear today that I am willing to use the Holy Way to create peace and fill the gap in the sky!"
"I, the Holy Saint Yang Tingxiu, swear today that I am willing to use the Holy Way to create peace and fill the void in the sky!"
"I, this Saint, Uncle Ouyang Yong, swear today that I am willing to use the Holy Way to create peace and fill the void in the sky!"
"I, the Holy King Banshan, swear today that I am willing to use the Holy Way to create peace and fill the void in the sky!"
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One after another, the oaths of the holy way are endless, resounding throughout the world, magnificent and majestic.
"Bai Lian, please think clearly. Although the Confucian sect has a dark heart, it is also really crazy!" Chen Xiyi's voice sounded faintly, "Don't expect anything from the outside world. Our Taoist sect is not dead yet!"
The eyes on Buddhist Avenue
Staring at Confucianism Avenue and Daomen Avenue, his eyes finally fell on the colorful martial arts behind them.
"Human race, time is on my side after all!"
"The catastrophe is coming, let's see how tough you can be!"
After the words fell, the shadows of the lotus Buddhas turned into golden light again and merged into the Buddhist avenue. The Buddhist avenue flickered for a moment and then became quiet again.
"You thief, you are cowarded again..." Kou Pingzhong spat, "I didn't even take the oath to get on the wheel!"
"Old Xi'er, do you really want to swear an oath?" Su Poxian asked.
"No, have you really stood up?" Kou Pingzhong asked.
"No, I'm just tinkering with the world of Confucianism to amuse fools." Su Poxian said with a smile.
"I'm just saying, a serious half-saint, who can take an oath!"
"Yes, who will say the true oath!"
The Confucian and Taoist demi-sages all burst into laughter.
False Buddha, do you believe it?
If you believe it, we are just teasing fools. If you don’t believe it, I will bring peace to you!
Confucius said: Once a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to chase it!
The meaning of this sentence is: If I say I am going to break the contract and run away, you can’t even catch me on horseback!
Chen Xiyi sighed quietly.
If it weren't for the pseudo-Buddha's self-destruction of the Buddhist path, he would have been tricked to death by Confucianism!
"But... what exactly did Chen Luo get?"
The eyes of the saints and Taoists once again fell on the colorful martial arts path!
…
Zhongjing, Zhongjing Grand Theater
The Minister of Literature and the Prime Minister came forward and invited all the irrelevant people out of the theater. Everyone stared at Chen Luo intently.
Although there was a message from the Semi-Saint saying that Chen Luo was fine, the death energy of the netherworld that could be felt from dozens of feet away didn't look like anything was fine!
How can a living person bear the death energy of the underworld?
What's more, some seeking scholars also feel that this ghostly death energy contains the truth that the way of heaven does not exist here.
"Hou An, please pass on the order. Within a radius of ten miles of the Zhongjing Grand Theater, no power of the great avenue is allowed." Ye Heng also looked at Chen Luo worriedly and ordered Hou An. He had just called the two semi-saints, the King of Town and the Holy Emperor, but they seemed to be in a hurry and couldn't read back.
I don’t know if it has something to do with Chen Luo!
At this moment, he holds the jade seal tightly in his hand. If something unexpected happens, he will mobilize the Great Xuan Qi Luck to protect Chen Luo!
Even if the history pen is as sharp as a knife, he will not hesitate to impeach him to privately teach the destiny of the country!
"Your Majesty, Chen Luo..." Political Prime Minister Han Qingzhu was about to comfort Ye
After two sentences, sudden changes occurred.
The falling power of heaven finally ended, but at this moment, Chen Luo's body exuded an uneasy aura of the netherworld. The next moment, a phoenix cry sounded, and a phoenix shadow appeared behind Chen Luo. Everyone was still surprised. That phoenix The phantom was suddenly covered in fire, and turned into blazing flames in a blink of an eye. After a while, the phantom of a tall woman stepped out of the flames.
The woman had a noble temperament and was extremely beautiful, but her look gave rise to power. She held a pipe in her hand and looked sternly.
"Emperor Lin!" Some older scholars immediately recognized the identity of the phantom woman, and bowed down one by one. Even Ye Heng stood up from the throne and looked at the phantom of Emperor Lin.
But this is just a shadow after all. Linhuang Xuying just raised his hand and tapped Chen Luo's forehead, and then it turned into a little light and dissipated. But with Linhuang Xuying's guidance, Chen Luo The wind blew out of thin air where he stood, and then a purple gold royal robe appeared on Chen Luo's body. The people around him suddenly felt as if they were in a vast palace. At a glance, they saw civil and military judges, bull heads and horse faces, black and white impermanence, and they raised their heads suddenly. I saw a plaque hanging above the palace with the three characters "Fengdu Palace" written on it!
The next moment, Chen Luo opened his eyes. The person in his left eye was buried, and the baby in his right eye was born. Then he blinked, and all the visions disappeared, leaving only him and Ye Heng, who were wearing purple and gold royal robes, looking at each other!
"Your Majesty, if I say that I was made king in the Netherworld, would you believe it?"
Ye Heng: (￣ー￣)
You have summoned Linhuang, can I not believe it?
And although you are wearing a royal robe, the regulations are that of a prince!
"My beloved is actually the Prince of Netherworld"!
Or from now on we can each call ourselves different, you call me your majesty, and I call you your highness?
"Chen Luo, what's wrong with you?" Minister of Literature Zhou Zuofeng took a step forward and asked with concern.
After absorbing so much Nether Death Qi, could something go wrong?
"I'm fine..." Chen Luo waved his hand. Suddenly, Chen Luo's heart was filled with emotion. He shook his head abruptly, "No, I'm fine!"
Chen Luo looked at Ye Heng and saluted: "Your Majesty, I have something important to report!"
"It's a matter of concern, human heroes!"
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The first year of Xuanzhang, February 21st.
Three days have passed since the premiere of "The Peony Pavilion".
In the past three days, "The Peony Pavilion" has been performed in theaters all over the country. The twists and turns of love in it have moved batches of people, especially the death of the living, the transformation of the life of the dead, and the existence of the underworld, which almost shocked the world. Subverting the three views of the people.
At the same time, there is another news circulating secretly.
After the premiere of "The Peony Pavilion", Chen Luo was suspected of being involved in the mysteries of life and death, and was attacked by the dead energy of the netherworld. The imperial court has been holding a secret meeting for three days. No one below the third rank is allowed to participate, and even the aristocratic family cannot get any information.
As a result, all eyes turned to Zhongjing, with a hint of curiosity mixed with anxiety. <
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Finally, on this day, the palace door opened!
The officials and heads of the Holy Clan who participated in the secret meeting walked out of the Changming Hall one after another. When the sun fell on their faces, they all showed happy smiles.
At the same time, several decrees were issued to the world.
"The Emperor decreed that martyrs' temples should be built in various places in Daxuan. Anyone with local household registration who died for the human race would have a memorial tablet set up for immortality and would be enshrined in the martyrs' temple."
"The Emperor issued an order: Niangui halls should be built in various places in Daxuan, and acacia trees should be planted all over the halls. The acacia tree seeds should be registered at the remote office first, waiting for allocation!"
"The Emperor decrees: The local chronicles of each state and prefecture should be opened in a separate volume, titled: Biography of Heroes and Martyrs! It records the names, surnames, deeds, and military exploits of local martyrs! The Weiwu Prefecture is here to assist!"
"The Emperor's decree: Proclaim the students who survived the battle at Taiping City to enter the capital!"
"The Emperor's order: Please invite the remains of the heroic spirits of the Confucian Bone Hall in Taiping City and their living relatives to enter the capital!"
One after another will spread all over the world, and it is not difficult for those who are interested to discover that there is a connection between all the wills - death and life!
I'm afraid there will be big changes in this world!
…
In the first year of Xuanzhang, February 28th.
Some flowers are already blooming on Chunjing Avenue outside the city.
Black-armored soldiers were lined up on both sides of the official road, extending from the north city gate. Every few feet, there was an altar with a faint green smoke above it.
In the distance, horses were attacking one after another, but on top of the horses were people with broken limbs.
They held the flag high, and the word "Peace" on the flag sounded loudly in the wind!
Judging from their faces, they are only in their twenties at most, which is the time of youth.
As their horses passed by, the soldiers on both sides tapped their breastplates with clenched fists to show respect.
These are all warriors who create peace.
It’s not that a carriage was not arranged for them, it’s that they refused.
A high-spirited man should ride on his horse, how can he sit in a high chariot?
They carry the hopes of 7,000 teachers and students and dare not slack off!
After the cavalry, there was a convoy of dozens of great scholars. In the carriage, there were exquisite brocade boxes, and in the boxes were the remains found on the battlefield.
An inch of finger bones, half an inch of head, a tooth, a strand of curly hair...
The Confucian Bone Hall was built by Zhang Zai, the founder of Taiping City. It contains magical powers. Anyone who dies in Taiping can leave behind wreckage. The Confucian Bone Hall can forcibly retain the aura of the living being and prevent it from entering the river of living beings.
Not for resurrection, that heroic spirit sleeps in the Confucian Bone Palace, but only for the next war drum to sound, he will sacrifice his life again to protect peace!
The majesty is still too weak, but the loyalty will shine through the ages. &
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I have not served my country in this life, but I will keep it as a tribute to my loyal soul!
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The Taiping City team entered Zhongjing, but did not enter the palace, but went to the remote area.
At this moment, a high altar had been set up in the square outside the leaning place. Chen Luo, dressed in the robe of Fengdu King, stood on the high platform and watched the team heading in his direction.
Soon, the convoy arrived. Following the instructions of the palace guards, the students on the bus took out the square brocade box and stood under the altar.
Looking at the dense crowd of figures under the altar, Chen Luo felt a pain in his heart.
Every figure here represents a deceased heroic spirit, a family, or even a clan!
The Taiping students under the altar also looked at Chen Luo on the stage. Until this moment, they still didn't know why the imperial court summoned them to the capital.
But they all have natural trust in Chen Luo.
Chen Luo put away his thoughts, felt it silently, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The Temple of Confucian Bones is truly miraculous. It actually preserved the auras of these heroes, and even their souls didn’t even escape much.
To be honest, there were too many people he wanted to face in this ceremony, but at least for now, only Taiping City had this foundation. As for the future, acacia trees need to be planted before they can be promoted.
Chen Luo took a deep breath, took out the king's order flag in his hand, and suddenly shouted: "I am the king of Nether Fengdu, and today I decree that the heroic spirits of Taiping City, souls - return -"
Wind blows.
The King's Order Flag in Chen Luo's hand glowed brightly, and then turned into dots of light, falling onto the remains of more than seven thousand brocade boxes.
The next moment, figures emerged from the brocade boxes and slowly emerged in the air.
"Ah, teacher!" A one-armed student saw a slightly fat middle-aged figure, shouted, and knelt down with a pop!
"Luo Cheng!" A woman with both legs wearing puppet prostheses suddenly saw the figure of the boy who blew himself up in front of her, and couldn't help but burst into tears!
"Zhou Changkang!"
"Li Huihui!"
"Anyi!"
"Su...Mr. Su!"
"Mr. Ma!"
The calls brought endless nostalgia, and wisps of sorrow suddenly filled the air. In the sky, the shadow of the heroic spirit stood in the air.
"Worship the heroic spirits of the human race!" In the streets and alleys of Zhongjing City, everyone bowed sincerely. A mother pointed to the phantom of the heroic spirits in the sky and said to the ignorant child: "Remember, it is them who keep you safe. grow up."
"Can't forget it!"
"Well, when I grow up, I want to be one of them.
Such a person! "
Zheliu Academy.
"Everyone, please follow me and pay homage to the role model of our generation!" Kong Tianfang spoke with spring thunder and led all the students of Zheliu Academy to bow down.
Inside the imperial palace and outside Changming Palace.
"My lords, follow me to worship the pillars of the human race!" Ye Heng said loudly, and then led all the civil and military officials to bow to the sky.
Outside of bias.
Chen Luo also bowed to the heroic spirit in the sky, and then shouted loudly, which spread throughout the city.
"The heroes of the human race are born as heroes and die as heroes!"
"How can it be transformed into the long river and never seen again?"
"I am the king of Fengdu in Netherworld. I hold the authority of Netherworld and am recognized by heaven!"
"Today, I was entrusted by the emperor of the human race to open a line in the Netherworld and establish the position of city emperor!"
"The emperor of the city is a ghost in the world. He is responsible for the ghost affairs of an area. He remembers the good and evil of people. He protects the common people and keeps the peace of the city!"
"Whenever there are ghosts causing trouble, private plots, plagues, floods and fires, the city emperor can dream of entering the local officials to help."
"The officials do their best, and the gods use their spirit to perform their duties, and the people are worthy of it."
"As the saying goes, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and there will be gods three feet above your head!"
"All mortal heroes can enter the city emperor's office."
After Chen Luo finished speaking, Hou An immediately walked up to the altar holding the imperial decree.
"The emperor is destined to be blessed by heaven. Zhao said: The guardian of Taiping City and the dean of Taiping Academy, Zhang Ruoyu, will be granted the title of Marquis of Taiping. He will be the emperor of Taiping City and enjoy the sacrifices of the human race forever!"
"The emperor is destined by heaven, Zhao said: Su Liancheng, the great scholar, was granted the title of Marquis of Zhonglie, the emperor of Lu County, where he was originally from, and he will enjoy the sacrifices of the human race forever!"
"The emperor is destined to carry his fortune..."
Imperial edicts were promulgated one after another, sealing all the heroic spirits. They were either city emperors or subordinates of the city emperors. However, the imperial edicts were read from day to night, but the heroic spirits in the sky remained unmoved.
"Zhu Guo, what's going on?" Hou An was also a little worried. Could it be that his tone was wrong? He quickly sent a message from his soul and asked Chen Luo for help.
Chen Luo looked at the heroic spirits in the sky, and saw that all of them, without exception, were looking towards the north, and suddenly understood something.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand to interrupt Hou An, took a long breath, and bowed to the heroic spirit in the sky again.
"Everyone!"
"You've already had peace once!"
"Next, it's our turn!"
"The blood of the human race is still there, and there are endless human heroes. You...it's time to have a good rest!"
"Please accept the position of City Emperor and enjoy the peace you have created!"
The next moment, the disabled student under the altar burst into tears and shouted to the sky: "Teachers and classmates, I still have the road to peace, so there is no need for heroic souls to die again!"
"I will still be on the road to peace, so there is no need for heroic souls to die again!"
Suddenly, almost everyone in the city was shouting——
"I will still be on the road to peace, so there is no need for heroic souls to die again!"
Among them, there is also the childish voice.
"Taiping...and I don't have to...die!"
When the shouts turned into billowing luck and rushed into the sky, the heroic spirits in the sky finally lowered their heads and looked at Zhongjing at their feet.
"A peaceful and prosperous age..." Zhang Ruoyu's heroic spirit suddenly smiled, "I have an order!"
Immediately afterwards, this Ruoyu heroic spirit shone brightly, then turned into a stream of light and flew towards Taiping City in the north.
"Peace is our home, I have your order!" The heroic spirit of Su Liancheng, a half-faced scholar, also turned into light and flew towards his homeland that he had left for a hundred years in search of his younger brother!
"Students have an order!"
"I have the order!"
"Disciple has an order!"
"Have an order!"
"Have an order!"
With the command, rays of light scattered and flew to various places in Daxuan...
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"On February 28th of the first year of Xuanzhang, Luo used the authority of King Fengdu of Netherworld to open a line of Netherworld and set up the position of city emperor to accept human heroes. Since then, Netherworld has entered the sight of the people, and human heroes will live forever."
"Tai Shigong said: The living have their thoughts, the dead have their sacrifices, the important matters of life and death, that's all. The Great Xianluo, who is responsible for the pillars of the human world and the prince of the netherworld, runs through the two realms, and is the first to do so. A great virtue."
"I'm so lucky to see it in person!"
