There are no years in the mountains. Qin Liuxi went to rescue Feng Xiu in March and returned to the world of fireworks. It was already the end of May, but Dafeng seemed to have entered a year of troubles.
First, there was a snowstorm last year, which resulted in no harvest. Not to mention the delay in the rivers thawing, several heavy snowfalls also caused many irrigation channels to collapse and block, making farming difficult in the beginning of spring. It was difficult to plant food, and drought began in the north.
In the south, it rained after the Dragon Boat Festival. It rained continuously for days. Many crops and houses were flooded. The people were homeless, had no food to eat, and were miserable.
However, in some places, after successive natural disasters, they continued to collect various taxes, causing the people to live in dire straits and bandits. King Xinyang rebelled and proclaimed himself emperor. He was not able to suppress the rebellion. Moreover, the alien races on various borders frequently made changes, and small and medium-sized wars continued, which can be described as internal worries.
Foreign troubles and chaos begin.
After the successive natural and man-made disasters, there were voices in various places where emperors lost their moral character and saints punished themselves in order to seek peace in the world. At the same time, many so-called religious sects emerged to help people in distress, such as spiritual cultivation, or the Heavenly Saint Sect, etc., which caused
The people are even more ignorant. Some people even listen to the nonsense of the missionary believers and abandon or drown their children themselves.
"I heard that when the saints were pursuing elixirs for immortality, those officials worked hard to steal the wealth and anointment of us people. I guessed that there would be such a day, and sure enough, there was nothing wrong with this damn thing, and there was no stopping.
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"No, it's been thirty years since I took the throne this young man. I used to be a good person and dared to call myself a king. But now... I'm really old and immoral."
"You're crazy! You're drunk in broad daylight without even drinking. You're talking nonsense and walking around."
The two people who were talking pulled each other out of the shop and left in a hurry, as if there were evil spirits chasing behind them.
Qin Liuxi and Feng Xiu looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.
Feng Xiu said: "It seems that it is not possible to find another place to retreat and practice hard to consolidate this body's cultivation."
Qin Liuxi said: "When the snowstorm started last year, I knew that this year's situation would not be good, but I didn't expect that it would be worse than imagined."
"The signs of troubled times are also destiny."
Qin Liuxi said: "They are not wrong. The saint's reputation is probably lost in his old age."
He has reigned peacefully for so many years, and is about to be recorded in the historical records with the title of Mingjun. However, this position is at the end, and there are such voices of the emperor being unethical. If he continues to abdicate until his death,
If the public sentiment is still like this, he will probably bear the big stain of being a foolish king.
"With such chaos, I'm afraid the country's fate will gradually decline..." Feng Xiu looked at her and thought of the fate of the Xie family and the Yu family.
Qin Liuxi ate the last bun, took a sip of soy milk, and said, "He will destroy the world, and we will save it."
Feng Xiu smiled, "Yes, it's just the opposite!"
"In a while, I will go explore the barrier formation in the Black Desert. Before that, you and I will suppress those evil cults first. You go north and I go south." Qin Liuxi said: "There are waterlogging in the south and the weather is bad.
It's getting hot again, and even if the water recedes, the plague will probably emerge. I want to use the medicinal materials saved by the Palace of Eternal Life."
"Use it, it's stored in that cave anyway."
Qin Liuxi nodded and said, "Cultivation in the world is also practice. If you have something to say, please send me a message."
The two of them paid the bill, found a deserted place, and disappeared into thin air.
They are partners, but they don't have to be in the same place all the time. They just need to be moving towards the same goal.
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Qin Liuxi returned to Qingpingguan first. Just as she had imagined, due to constant natural and man-made disasters, there were many more refugees and beggars at the foot of Qingpingguan Mountain than before.
When she returned to the temple, there were only a few believers who came to offer incense, let alone those who added sesame oil. However, there were not many believers, but there were a few more Taoist friends with raw faces wearing Taoist robes.
"The temple master is back." Sanyuan's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he quickly came with several disciples.
The faces of those people ranged in age, ranging from young to mature. Although they had long known that the temple master of Qingping Temple was the only Kun Dao in this temple and had very strong magical power, seeing Qin Liuxi so young, he still
I was stunned for a moment.
Not only is this viewer young, but he is also so good-looking and has an extraordinary temperament. When he looks over at him, those eyes make one's scalp tighten.
She is very powerful!
The Taoist priests did not dare to make a mistake, so they subconsciously bent down slightly, clasped their hands into fists, and saluted her: "The Master is merciful."
Qin Liuxi returned the gift and said, "Several fellow Taoists are merciful."
Sanyuan introduced: "This is Taoist priest Lin, Taoist priest Zhang and Taoist priest He, all Taoist friends who have come to our Taoist temple to place orders recently."
Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Qingpingguan is so simple that it makes a few fellow Taoists laugh."
Several people said they didn't dare, and the oldest Taoist priest Lin said: "We are all wandering Taoists, and most of us practice in the mountains. Only because we caught a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and suffered natural disasters did we go down to the mountains to preach and spread good deeds through Taoism."
"Fellow Taoist is very kind and merciful." Qin Liuxi bowed again.
The round-faced Taoist priest Zhang said: "Qingping Temple is the most majestic, most popular and most compassionate Taoist temple we have come along. The other Taoist temples also offer alms to help the victims, but they are powerless because of the lack of popular incense."
Qin Liuxi: "Following your true heart and doing your best is great compassion."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Qin Liuxi thought for a while and then said: "I have been in seclusion for several months recently. When I came out, I heard that there were many missionary sects in Dafeng. I wonder if any of my Taoist friends who have traveled have heard about it?"
"Of course there is, spiritual practice in the north, and heavenly saints in the south. Take the Heavenly Saint religion as an example. If you believe in the so-called heavenly saints, as long as you drink the holy water, you will be immune to all diseases, receive the blessing of the heavenly saints, and have no pain or suffering.
It has grown into thousands of followers." Taoist priest Lin said angrily: "In my opinion, these are just some evil sects, and those fake monks are taking advantage of the national crisis to make it difficult for the country to make money."
"Oh? How do you say it's hard to make money when the country is rich?"
Zhang Daochang snorted coldly and said: "It's just to deceive the people. If you have money, you will take money, but if you don't have money, you will give things. What's worse, abandoning your children and abandoning your daughters is like a crazy person."
Qin Liuxi frowned.
Daochang He, who had been silent all this time, now said: "That holy water should be boiled with flax and goldenrod. Drinking too much will cause hallucinations and addiction."
Qin Liuxi looked over. This little Taoist was only about 20 years old. He was very delicate and elegant. When he saw her, he smiled shyly, as if he was a little embarrassed.
"Do you know medicine?"
Taoist priest He nodded: "The five Taoist arts, the lesser Taoism is good at medicine and fortune-telling."
Qin Liuxi glanced at him and said, "You are quite powerful."
Daochang He was stunned for a moment.
Qin Liuxi looked at Taoist Lin again and asked, "Where was the headquarters of the Holy Sect that day?"
"It's in Ningzhou. I heard that the altar was donated and built by the saint's favorite concubine Rufei." Zhang Daozhang looked at her: "But what is the intention of the temple owner asking this?"
Qin Liu's lips curled up: "Of course he robs the rich and gives to the poor!"
