"Senior, are you willing to leave the prison and create Quanzhen again?!"
Ignoring Yan Shisan, Wu Xin Wang Chongyang looked at the man in the prison with snowy hair and yellow robes, and asked politely and expectantly.
Wang Chongyang was the founder of Quanzhen Taoism. His original name was Zhongfu and his courtesy name was Yunqing. After he entered Taoism, he changed his name to Hao (or Zhe) and his courtesy name was Zhiming. He was also called Chongyangzi. He called himself "harming wind" and was also called Wang Chongyang.
He was once a scholar in both civil and military examinations, became a Jinshi, and won the first prize in martial arts. He was determined to save the nation from crisis. However, after he was not reused and became discouraged, he lived in seclusion in the "Tomb of the Living Dead" and listed himself as the deceased king (who claimed to be a madman). Many years later, he came out of the tomb to preach.
During this period, he converted seven disciples and founded the Quanzhen Sect, which became known as the "Seven Quanzhen Sects" spread throughout the world.
In Wu Xin’s memory of his previous life, although Wang Chongyang and the Seven Quanzhen Sons were arranged in countless film and television novels, Wang Chongyang and others were indeed real historical figures, not fictional characters!
In other words, Wang Chongyang and the Seven Quanzhen Sons are real historical geniuses, not just legends of the world. Wang Chongyang is also an outstanding celebrity with both civil and military skills!
Wang Chongyang raised his head, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome features, but with gray hair like snow and a white beard hanging down his chest. He asked in a calm tone: "Quanzhen has been destroyed?!"
"After the senior disappeared, Quanzhen collapsed and died!"
Wu Xin answered frankly without hesitation, paused for a moment, and then continued with admiration:
"However, the seven disciples of our predecessors are extraordinary, and the seven disciples of Quanzhen each formed a sect! Qiu Chuji, named Changchun, passed on to the Longmen sect;
Liu Chuxuan, nicknamed Changsheng, was passed down to the Suishan sect;
Tan Chuduan, Hao Changzhen, Chuan Nanwu Sect;
Ma Yu, nicknamed Danyang, was a member of the Yuxian sect;
Hao Datong, also known as Guangning, is a member of the Huashan School;
Wang Chuyi, named Yuyang, is a member of the Yushan sect;
Sun Buer (Kun Dao) taught the Qingjing sect. Now it is quite successful and is divided into various places!"
"Quanzhen has been destroyed, and the seven sons have each stood up..." Wang Chongyang murmured calmly as usual, but he was obviously more trembling and throbbing. He was no longer as calm as before, and everything was calm!
Wu Xin was quite nervous and looked forward to asking sincerely: "Seniors can only have ambitions. Are you willing to die of old age in this heavenless hell? Don't you want to see the Seventh Son? Don't want to spread the truth? Don't want to see the world..."
For a man like Wang Chongyang to die in a prison of old age is indeed a waste of natural resources!
Wang Chongyang advocated the equality of the three religions and pointed out that "Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are interlinked, and the three religions have always had the same ancestral style." Gu Haozhen.
"Yes! People from outside the country hope that after Li Huang chooses a place to establish himself, he can allow Zhiming (Wang Chongyang's name) to establish a religion without force..." Before Wu Xin could finish, Wang Chongyang interjected quite readily.
"ah?!"
Wu Xin was startled and was racking his brains to think of how to persuade him. Is this the case?
After reacting, Wu Xin broke through the cage immediately and responded repeatedly: "Yes! No problem! Quanzhen's purpose is in line with the foundation of our dynasty, so of course it's okay!"
After saying that, Wu Xin still handed over the jar of blood wine...
Wang Chongyang looked at Wu Xin with bright and deep eyes, as if he could see through Wu Xin's inside and outside, which made Wu Xin feel awkward, uneasy, and nervous, but Wang Chongyang saw that Wang Chongyang was interested and accepted it readily, drinking heavily...
His originally weak breath and shriveled body had obviously recovered a lot.
"I don't know if they believe in the blood-based alliance, but... it's good that they didn't refuse!"
Wu Xin thought with some anxiety and looked at the cell next to Wang Chongyang... The Lion King Quan Shixiong, the world-famous rebel king of the Song Dynasty!
He is tall and extraordinarily burly, and now he has disheveled hair and a steel beard on his face. Even in the silent prison, he really gives off the feeling of a prostrate and sleeping lion!
On the surface, he looks like a rough and arrogant man like Zhang Fei, similar to Dian Wei, Xu Chu and others. However, becoming a rebel king requires more than just brute force. People should not be judged by their appearance!
"Will the Lion King leave?"
Wu Xin asked impatiently, thought for a while, and quickly added:
"Senior Lion King is different from other legendary seniors in the world. It belongs to the stage of struggle for hegemony and the battlefield. I promise to build an army of my own and dominate one area without any more restrictions! In addition, if seniors have any requests, please ask..."
"good!"
Even more cheerful than Wang Chongyang, before Wu Xin finished his words of solicitation, Quan Shixiong raised his head and responded.
Look up...
With disheveled hair, long and strong beard, a Chinese-character face, and tiger-like eyes, he rises like a lion and dominates the world!
"..."
Wu Xin's words were interrupted, and he opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The sense of accomplishment that almost exploded in the whole book suddenly disappeared without a trace!
In fact, when Yue Fei named these people, it was not only about safety, but also the possibility of recruiting them. Whether they agreed or not had nothing to do with what Wu Xin, Dugu Jialuo, etc. said and promised. They had their own gaps in their hearts and made their own decisions.
!
have to!
No need to waste time or saliva, it's better, but the overwhelming sense of accomplishment is gone...
the fourth……
Wu Xin approached the Holy Monk Jintai, but unfortunately, he was indifferent to the Buddha statue carved in stone and clay. Even if Dugu Jialuo intervened, the two of them tried their best to give advice and reminders, promised invitations, etc., but they still could not let the Holy Monk Jintai have it.
Any unusual movement...
This is a Buddha statue!
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Great Song Dynasty Fairy Court, Tianjing, Forbidden City!
There were clearly premeditated beacon fires everywhere, especially in Dali Temple, the Forbidden City Passage and the Taiping Foreign Embassy, which broke out almost at the same time, like a powder keg being detonated!
The forbidden city was shaken, the court was shaken, and Tianjing was shaken!
In just one stick of incense, the vast sky with endless buildings and forest-like buildings as far as the eye could see was plunged into a shocking state of beacon fire burning the city and blood all over the city.
"Report..."
"The envoy was attacked..."
"Report...Taiping Pavilion was attacked..."
"Report...Dali Temple is under siege..."
Within ten seconds of the fierce bombardment at the gate of the Forbidden City, intelligence and early warnings reached the ears of Lord Song immediately through overt or covert channels.
In just a few dozen breaths, there were dozens and hundreds of attacks in Tianjing City, which were hard to count. Originally, they were not enough to alarm the Song Lord!
However, the guards, prime ministers and powerful officials and generals in the Forbidden City, Taiping Pavilion and Dali Temple did not dare to hide it. They alerted the Lord of Song Dynasty immediately and reported it in time!
At the same time, the powerful officials, famous generals, princes, civil and military officials, etc. who knew for the first time that something bad was going on, consciously rushed to the Forbidden City, ready to obey the holy will, but they were basically blocked in the Forbidden City.
Outside, there is no way to enter the forbidden area to see him!
"What?!"
The Lord of the Song Dynasty, who has just gritted his teeth and ordered Emperor Peng Yue Fei to die, is having a headache and has to put down the tedious government affairs and take a short rest... Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, exclaimed as if he had been electrocuted!
"When, when, when..."
Before the angry and shocked Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty and other important ministers and generals arrived, the warning sounds of the golden bells were heard from far away in all directions!
In addition to the warning golden bell, there are also continuous roars and beacon fires rising into the sky...
There is no need to report, this is not an attack on Tianjing somewhere, nor is it a battle in three key places, but a riot sweeping Tianjing...
"The Yue Family Army! What a Yue Family Army! He is indeed a rebellious official and a traitor who deserves to be punished by the nine clans..."
Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty came out of the palace after hearing the ringing of the bells. He listened to the ringing of the bells and looked at the beacon fire that covered the sky. He still didn't know what was going on. In addition to disbelief, he was filled with anger and hatred...
"Call here, all the Imperial Army, the Royal Army, the City Defense Army, all civil servants, generals, princes' guards, and other capable combatants are to be dispatched to jointly suppress the rebellion. No one should be let go. Anyone who resists the order... will be punished!"
