Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years - Chapter 64

[Chapter 64 The reaction of all parties, and finally to Lu County]

Legend has it that in ancient times, a god came to the world and divided the world into thirty-six states.

Yongzhou is the core center of these thirty-six states.

It is a pity that today’s Dajin only occupies eleven states.

Therefore, this Yongzhou is not only not the center, but also a borderland in the northwest.

However, no one will ignore Yongzhou, where there is the highest mountain in the world. According to legend, it is the peak “Donghua Mountain” that rose from the ground when the gods came into the world.

The “Dao Yi Palace”, the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, is located on the top of Donghua Mountain.

There is no worldly hustle and bustle here, only the sea of fog and clouds, the pavilions of the pavilion, and the Taoists who meditate and practice martial arts.

Sitting on the Golden Summit of Wangfeng Peak on Donghua Mountain.

A middle-aged Taoist priest who looked to be in his fifties came to the edge of the Wanzhang cliff, looked at the sea of clouds in front of him, and shouted loudly, “Brother Zhang, there is a rather strange news in the new newspaper sent by the disciples at the foot of the mountain.”

“Oh?” There was a whisper in the sea of clouds.

Immediately, the snow-white clouds surged upwards like ocean waves, splitting a path out of thin air like a miracle.

I saw a Taoist priest in blue, who looked about sixty years old, immortal, with a childlike appearance, and stepped on the clouds and mist, walking on the cliff, slowly coming.

This person is Zhang Shuming, the contemporary headmaster of Daoyi Palace.

“The master teacher’s supernatural powers are so advanced, and the abyss of ten thousand feet is like walking on the ground!” The middle-aged Taoist priest said with envy and admiration, “I don’t know if I will have a chance to peek into the mysteries of the divine realm in this life.”

Open the treasure in the body, and cultivate the unimaginable power of ordinary people.

It can be described as a real person, a celestial master, and a mage!

“How can I be called a supernatural power?” Zhang Shuming shook his head and sighed softly, “It’s just condensing the cloud energy and stepping on it to pretend to take a walk. It’s a low-level technique, not worth mentioning, and it deserves to be called a supernatural power.”

“Brother in charge is joking.” The middle-aged Taoist said with a smile, “In today’s world, there are only a handful of people in the realm of the gods. If you are a small skill, the world’s warriors can be called ignorant and incompetent.”

“A hundred years ago, I have seen what is called a real magical power…” Zhang Shuming seemed to be recalling something, but shook his head again, “Let’s not mention those, let’s talk about the strange news down the mountain?”

“A hundred years ago?” The middle-aged Taoist was a little curious, but he didn’t continue to ask, and replied, “It’s about the big rebel Yan Wang in Fengzhou, does the teacher remember that Yan Wang?”

“I’ve heard of it a lot in recent years, so naturally I remember it.” Zhang Shuming nodded, stroked his usual white beard, and said with a smile: “Why, is this King Yan already occupying Fengzhou and becoming a climate, the emperor’s children can’t sit still? Stay, want my old man to come out?”

“No.” The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, took out a letter, and sent it to Zhang Shuming, “Brother, please see, a few days ago, there was a sudden calamity above the city of Xiling County, and King Yan’s army of hundreds of thousands was wiped out. It hurts ordinary people in the slightest.”

“How is this possible?!” Zhang Shuming suddenly widened his eyes and grabbed his beard. The old Taoist grinned and said, “Are you sure it’s not a rumor?”

“A disciple went to Xiling County to check, and everyone saw the scene that night, and it should be correct.” The middle-aged Taoist seemed to be a little worried, and asked in a low voice, “Brother Master, the century is coming, Will it be with…”

“No.” Zhang Shuming shook his head and said, “Since it doesn’t hurt ordinary people, I’m afraid it’s not pure power of nature, but what kind of existence can do such a thing, how could there be such a powerful existence, it’s impossible… …”

In addition to being shocked, he fell into a deep confusion, and even had some doubts about life.

As a martial artist who has reached the end of the mortal world, Zhang Shuming knows very well where the upper limit of the divine realm is, and it is absolutely impossible to do such an exaggerated thing.

Even those immortals who are higher than the realm of the gods,

Nor can it be done.

Is it really a scourge, is there really a scourge in the world?

Does Heaven also manage human disputes?

As soon as this thought appeared, Zhang Shuming felt horrified.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky.

If there is love in the sky, it would be too terrifying.

…

There is a golden mountain in Yuzhou.

Legend has it that in ancient times there was a Buddha who taught the Dharma here, and the golden light was all over it, hence the name.

Later, some eminent monks carved mountains and built temples here, and established a sect, which is now the first holy place of Buddhism, “Baolin Temple”.

At the same time that Daoyi Palace learned that King Yan’s army was bizarrely destroyed, Baolin Temple also got news.

To this end, the current abbot specially knocked on the door of a meditation room, awakening the immortal monk Dufa who had been in seclusion for 20 years.

“Master, the century is approaching, does this vision signify anything?” The abbot was already the disciple and grandson of Zen Master Dufa, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

The monk Dufa looked to be a thin and thin monk in his seventies, with long gray beard and an old face.

He closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, “This is the Buddha’s anger, punishing all beings who are evil. You can let the disciples in the sect use this as propaganda and spread the Buddha’s Dharma.”

“But, Master…” The abbot was a little worried.

If that “scourge” was man-made, wouldn’t this annoy the Almighty?

“You don’t need to worry.” Chan Master Dufa opened his eyes, put his hands together, and said with a smile, “There is absolutely no possibility that this is man-made, it can only be the Buddha’s anger coming into the world. This shows the compassion of my Buddha, and also shows that the Buddha’s Dharma is boundless. Amitabha! ”

…

Zhongzhou Imperial City, the center of the Great Jin Dynasty.

The forty-nine-year-old Jianyan Emperor Wei Yi lay lazily in his bedroom.

At this time, across a screen, I was listening to the Prime Minister Chu Yuanliang’s report on political affairs.

When Chu Yuanliang said that King Yan’s army in Fengzhou had been destroyed, he suddenly sat up straight and laughed, “Hahaha, okay, okay, I am worthy of being the Son of Heaven, and even the heavens help me!”

“The thieves of Yan have done many unrighteous acts and killed themselves by the scourge of God. This is the proof that the Son of Heaven should obey the heavens!” Chu Yuanliang echoed loudly, and hurriedly said, “Your Majesty may take this opportunity to strengthen the control of several states around Zhongzhou for a hundred years. The period is approaching, maybe you can get more immortal fate.”

“That’s right, it’s the truth, the prime minister is really my humerus!” Emperor Jianyan was in a very good mood, and suddenly thought of another thing, “By the way, you told me a few days ago that the legend will call the wind and call the rain, What is the name of the county magistrate who defeated the 50,000-strong Yan Thief army?”

“Reporting to Your Majesty, it should be Cui Heng, magistrate of Juhe County.” Chu Yuanliang said respectfully.

“That’s right, it’s Cui Heng.” Emperor Jianyan nodded and smiled, “This is my great hero, Yan thieves have been raging for several years, and no one in Fengzhou can control them. Only this person has made this extraordinary feat.

“Perhaps it’s because of the sense of the heavens that the scourge was sent down, and the Yan thief was completely wiped out. Rewards are needed. Rewards are needed. Fengzhou Mu Cao Quan was assassinated a few days ago. What do you think of giving this Fengzhou Mu’s position to this Cui Heng?”

“Your Majesty can’t do it. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com” Chu Yuanliang finally no longer agrees, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and hurriedly said, “Cui Heng has made great achievements, but he is only a county magistrate. The state shepherd may make him make enemies on all sides, which is definitely not a good thing.”

“It seems to make some sense.” Emperor Jianyan nodded and thought for a while, “In this way, I will make him a general Weiyuan, and give him three hundred taels of gold and one military talisman, and he can recruit 100,000 troops.”

“…” Chu Yuanliang was dumbfounded.

The quasi-recruitment of 100,000 troops, all of which can be revolted on the spot.

However, he thought about it, anyway, Fengzhou has long been out of the control of the court, and it seems that it is not a bad thing to have another general Weiyuan with muddy mud.

So, Chu Yuanliang finally bowed and saluted, “Your Majesty’s kindness is like a sea!”

…

The news of the annihilation of King Yan’s army has spread wildly around the world, and naturally it has long since spread to Lu Juncheng.

Sun Panshi and others naturally knew it.

But in terms of reaction… there was no reaction at all, and no one connected this matter with Cui Heng at all.

In this era of strong feudal superstition, the idea of divine condemnation was easily accepted by others.

Therefore, their oppression of the people not only did not stop at all, but because of the collapse of King Yan, they had no worries and intensified.

At the same time, Sun Panshi and others continued to spread rumors about the new county governor.

It is said that all these changes are caused by the new county governor.

As soon as Cui Heng and his party arrived at the gate of Lu County, they saw a large number of people kneeling on the ground, but they did not come to greet them.

In the hands of these people was this embroidered banner with a large line of characters written on it.

“I beg the prefect to give me a way to live!”

[End of this Chapter]