"This matter is actually a trivial matter. The collapse of Great Zhou's luck is of no benefit to the Holy Religion. I only need to add fuel to the flames, slowly plan for it, add fuel to the flames when necessary, and everything will fall into place." Mo Li Haiqing Smiling lightly, very confident.
"Then why did you come to me today?" Mei Xueqing rolled her eyes at Mo Lihai's mysterious confidence, feeling very unfazed.
"The Great Luo of All Worlds"
"I want you to look after someone for me."
"who?"
"To be precise, he is not a person, but a monk." Mo Lihai turned around and repeated seriously.
Mei Xueqing took a step forward, stretched out her fingers and tapped Mo Li Hai's chest. Her big, watery eyes were charming and seductive, "Monk? That's interesting. Do you want me to seduce him? Mo Li Hai, after all, I am also a Holy Saint, and you are actually asking me to do such a low-priced thing."
After saying that, she pursed her lips and looked like she was about to cry.
Suddenly, Mo Lihai's whole body was excited, and he took a step back without leaving a trace, "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to seduce him. All you need to do is keep an eye on him, and I will naturally give you corresponding rewards. Likewise, once he does anything strange, , you must send the message to me immediately."
Seeing Mo Lihai's actions, Mei Xueqing glanced at him angrily, "Okay, after all that, you haven't told me the name of the monk you want me to watch."
"This person's name is Pudu Cihang, and he is the national advisor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is currently not in the capital, and is sealing off the land of Yin Tide."
Upon hearing the words "Grand Master of Zhou Dynasty", Mei Xueqing frowned slightly, "Grand Master of Zhou Dynasty? Mo Lihai, are you sure you don't want me to die?"
"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. Although he is the Grand Master of Zhou Dynasty, he is far inferior to the Imperial Master who was more than forty years ago. Now he is just a Nascent Soul Dzogchen Dzogchen, which is comparable to you."
"In addition, although this person is a Nascent Soul Dzogchen, he is extremely powerful in combat. Even Taoist Qingxu of the Kunlun Taoist Sect was defeated by him. You have to keep an eye on me and don't let him ruin the Holy Cult's plan. .”
A strange color flashed in Mei Xueqing's beautiful eyes, and her long eyelashes blinked, revealing a hint of playfulness, "That's pretty much it."
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Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
Emperor Shenwu was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and was sitting on the couch. His snow-white silver threads were combed meticulously, and the age spots on his face made him look a little more aged.
"The second one is gone?"
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Qi has just left the capital." Cao Yuchen, the chief steward standing aside, lowered his head and replied unhurriedly.
Emperor Shenwu stood up and walked outside the Yangxin Hall. He looked at the cloudless sky in the distance with deep eyes that showed no emotion or anger.
Suddenly, he spoke, "Cao Daban, tell me, am I getting old?"
"Your Majesty is in the prime of life and has a long life, so how can he grow old?" Cao Yuchen was shaken, his eyebrows were lowered, and he said with a hint of flattery.
"You, you just like to say these things that I like to hear." The old emperor pointed at him, shook his head, and looked a little sad, "But, how can a person not grow old while living in this world?"
As soon as these words came out, a strange color flashed in Cao Yuchen's eyes, and he lowered his head even further.
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At this moment, the hungry land of Qingzhou welcomed two monks, one was Su Ming and the other was monk Wuxin. As for Wangchen, he had already run to the south.
"This land is so strange." Su Ming felt a little strange as soon as he set foot on the land of Qingzhou.
The land of Qingzhou has not rained for six months, and the drought is extremely severe. Countless people have died. If it were not for the disaster relief provided by the imperial court, Qingzhou, which was originally prosperous, would have almost become a hell on earth.
But even so, walking on this land, from time to time, you can still encounter a few corpses that have died of starvation. They are as thin as firewood, their clothes are ragged, and their bellies are bulging.
Although Su Ming did not investigate, he knew that these people bloated to death because they ate too much Guanyin soil. But those hastily buried corpses were also exposed in the wilderness, with various teeth marks on their bones.
Some were eaten by wild dogs, while others were...
As for exchanging children and eating them, it is perfectly normal.
You have to ask, if the court provides disaster relief, how can the people end up exchanging their children for food?
The food provided by the court for disaster relief can only guarantee the lowest consumption. If the officials above were more ruthless, only water and sand would be left.
If they weren't too hungry to survive, how could they force those people to rebel?
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"Amitabha!"
Beside the official road, Monk Wuxin collected and buried the corpses one by one, erected a wordless monument for them, and then began to transcend to the afterlife.
As the sound of Buddha spreads, a peaceful atmosphere envelopes the earth.
Under the mound, spots of light emerged among the mutilated corpses. These were the souls of the dead victims. During the chanting of salvation sutras, they knelt down and thanked the monk Wuxin, and disappeared into a stream of light.
"Oh, the world...how can it be so difficult?"
Monk Wuxin sighed leisurely, his face full of sorrow. Since leaving White Horse Temple, he has been traveling around the world and accidentally came to Qingzhou.
This is not the first time that he has collected the bodies of dead people, but along the way, there are endless bodies of victims. No one knows how many families have been destroyed by this disaster. how many people.
He had seen many tragic things in other places, but what happened here was so unbearable that he couldn't bear to look at it.
Natural disasters and man-made disasters make people suffer.
He saw parents who were willing to cut their own flesh for their young children to eat in order to keep them alive. He also saw some people exchanging their children for food, and some even relied on force to kill people, steal goods, and eat people to make a living.
However, in the face of this, he could do nothing but order the murderer to be executed.
Is this the world of mortals?
Monk Wuxin felt confused, and the question that had troubled him for a long time came to his mind again: what is a Buddha?
If there really is a Buddha overlooking the world, then why are there so many famines and hunger on this land, and where is the pure land of bliss that everyone longs for?
However, when he stepped into a county town, his confusion deepened.
The inside and outside of the city are completely two worlds.
The dignitaries here are sensual and intoxicated. Casinos, medical clinics, hotels, charity shops, they can play and eat as they should, without feeling any hunger or pain.
Outside the city, there is hunger, cold, and death; inside the city, there is happiness, contentment, and carefreeness, just like a reincarnation of the same but opposite.
At this time, monk Wuxin suddenly had a realization in his mind. It turned out that the so-called six paths of reincarnation in hell can be seen in the human world.
The reason why people yearn for the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is actually because the place where they are is a hell on earth.
