From the small temple on the outskirts of the city, the long-lost smoke of fireworks came from.
Only this time, instead of someone coming to offer an offering, someone was roasting a hare on a fire set up in the yard.
"Hey, land!" Yang Jian punched the ground. After a while, white smoke came out, and the land came out.
His face looked ugly. These two living dads had been here for two days, and there were all kinds of things happening every day.
"Lord God, what are your orders?" Even though he was extremely annoyed at the bottom of his heart, Di Di couldn't help but ask with a smile on his face.
These two guys have so much background, and they are so powerful, so I can't help but accept them.
"Get some wine." Yang Jian tore a piece of rabbit meat and said while chewing it.
"No."
Yang Jian's three eyes stared at the same time, and the land hurriedly apologized: "It's really not true, the gods don't know, things are different now, and they mortals can't pay tribute."
"Hey!" Yang Jian scolded: "It's all the fault of that Taoist priest. Sooner or later, I skinned him and took his head to ask the Jade Emperor for some immortal wine."
Nezha looked sideways at the land and asked, "Take out some of your own inventory and let us two brothers moisten their throats."
If this had happened before, the land would have been willing to join in. Are you still worried about trouble?
In the final analysis, it's just that their power is not as powerful as the mortals of the Six Dynasties. This landlady is afraid of getting close to the two of them, and they can no longer stay with the mortals after being discovered.
Nezha saw all this clearly, so he deliberately said: "You won't even give me this, right?"
Yang Jian didn't have such a good temper anymore. He said with a face: "Huh?"
The Tutu had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky and said with a smile: "The little god is not afraid that my bad wine will not be able to attract the eyes of the immortals. I took it out to prevent you two from blaming me. Since you two want to drink it, the little god will go and get it."
"Second brother, do you see clearly? These people have determined that we can't defeat them." Nezha said with a sneer.
"No matter what they do, these mortals are making a lot of noise, but they actually don't understand anything. When it comes time to deal with them, I'm afraid there won't be a single person left alive."
Yang Jian looked very confident. He knew something inside. The Jade Emperor had dominated the heaven for so many years, and there were countless gods who wanted to replace him.
But what about the result?
Mortal emperors and generals will change every few hundred years, but heaven is always in his hands.
Are there no careerists among the immortals, or do they all have no desires or desires?
On the contrary, the desires of gods are thousands of times stronger than those of mortals.
The reason why no one replaced him is because those who wanted to do so and took action failed without exception.
"What on earth is the Jade Emperor waiting for this time, and why is he so patient?" Nezha asked tentatively.
In his opinion, Yang Jian may really know that although their relationship is not on good terms, his level is much higher than his own.
In fact, Yang Jian's official position in heaven was not even as high as Nezha's.
Nezha is the great god of the Santan Haihui. "Santan" is a Taoist term, which refers to the three realms of heaven, earth, and water, that is, sea, land, and air, so it is called the "Three Realms". The Jade Emperor personally granted him the title, but it was the same as his father.
, they all have great names but no real power.
Yang Jian chuckled and said: "He hasn't noticed this group of troublemaking mortals yet. He has his own worries. Once he solves them, he will probably resort to thunderous means."
"These mortals are so powerful, why do they all seem to be defeated in your eyes?"
"Awesome? How does it compare to the Jiutian Xuannv back then?"
Nezha was silent. He couldn't tell that these people were better than Jiutian Xuannv. After all, anyone who had seen Jiutian Xuannv's style knew how powerful she was.
The Ninth Generation True Immortal is so courageous that he can give up the avenue he has cultivated and pursue a new one.
This is no longer comparable to the narrow-minded gods. This courage alone surpasses 99% of the immortals.
It shows that she is really pursuing the path and is a God with great perseverance and pursuit.
She was also suppressed by the Jade Emperor back then, and when she died, she did not use any of the soldiers of heaven at all.
Since then, I have never heard of any god who dared to challenge the Jade Emperor. Even Yang Jian did not listen to the announcement, but listened to the tune.
Yang Jian looked at the sky and suddenly said: "The power that killed the Nine Heavens Xuannv back then was the power of the stars."
Nezha didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, the power of the stars was just one of thousands of powers.
Maybe it's closer to the original power than other powers, but so what.
It is said that the power of the Jade Emperor's laws is the closest to the original power. Since there is the first, no one will care about the second and third.
——
In Tai Chi Hall, everyone discussed how to completely eradicate the White Lotus Sect.
Fang Xuanling's words resonated with everyone, and everyone thought that the White Lotus Sect might have a leader, at least a nominal leader.
Cao Ren's words at this time further confirmed this point. The scouts of the Wei Dynasty were indeed unparalleled in the world, and it was thanks to those gold-touching captains.
Because their main business is also shady, they often interact with organizations like the White Lotus Sect.
Since the White Lotus Sect specializes in rebellion, it must be hidden.
Many of the White Lotus Sect's sub-altars are simply located in ancient tombs.
"If you want to quell the White Lotus Rebellion, you must capture this monster, who can defeat thousands of troops."
The Alliance of Six Dynasties was to fight against Heavenly Court, but when they gathered and prepared to fight, they actually faced the same situation as Heavenly Court.
Someone is going to rebel against me.
Everyone knows that this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.
But it's easier said than done.
As a major rebel, the White Lotus Sect has been active in the land of the Six Dynasties. After many annihilations over the years, it has become more and more prosperous.
After all, there are still people who cannot survive in this world, and rebellion is an inevitable event that will happen sooner or later.
Of course, if you can keep the people fed, even if you go to his house and beat him twice in front of his children, most people will grit their teeth and endure it.
It's just that credibility will continue to decrease.
At this time in the Central Plains, countless living people were suddenly told that they could not worship gods.
In this vast desert period of faith, the White Lotus sect keenly seized this rare opportunity and began to preach among the people, especially the grassroots.
Soon, they attracted a large number of believers.
The White Lotus Sect, which had been dormant for a long time, made a comeback under this opportunity.
At this time, Zhou Yu stood up and said: "It's too late to send a large army to clear up the enemy, and the thieves are all over the Six Dynasties, so mobilizing troops and horses will achieve twice the result with half the effort. I don't think it's better than this. Let's all mobilize some elite troops to form a beheading squad to kill the White Lotus Demon."
Behead. If you shoot the man first, shoot the horse. To capture the thief, capture the king first. After killing him, things will be easier to handle."
Everyone present nodded.
In today's Chang'an City, it is simply too easy to draw such a small team.
The White Lotus Sect has always been around, but it hasn't become a thing.
The main reason is that the life of the people today is pretty good and not as desperate as it was in the late Han Dynasty, so there is no situation where the Yellow Turbans swept across China.
Otherwise, the White Lotus Sect this time may be even more powerful than the Yellow Turbans last time.
Because they took too long to prepare.
Cao Ren said: "Without further delay, we are grateful to go back and gather our own people."
Since they want to assassinate the leader of the White Lotus bandits, they must select and deploy their own elite scouts.
The scouts of the Six Dynasties were all notoriously powerful, and this time they were finally able to compete on the same stage and compete against each other.
Cao Ren looked proud. He was not very afraid. The White Lotus Sect in Cao Wei was originally very rampant, but since Cao Cao listened to Li Yu and started to engage in agrarian revolution and wiped out the family members, the people of Cao Wei had no intention of rebelling and only thought about
Farming.
In the past, I was farming for the landowner, and my back was so tired that I wished I could just lie down all day long. Now I am farming for myself, and I am in full swing. I work from morning till night and still have the energy to make a few babies when I get home.
It’s so funny that I don’t even know what tiredness is.
Although Cao Wei's White Lotus Sect didn't cause much trouble, Cao Ren still wanted Captain Mo Jin to take action and steal the show in this operation.
The intelligence came from them through spying. If the leader of the thief is killed by them, the other five countries will have to admit their guilt.
The biggest commotion this time was actually in the Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, which were the hardest hit areas of the White Lotus Sect.
Therefore, both Yu Qian and Yue Fei had heavy expressions on their faces, and did not care about other people's thoughts at all. They just wanted to quell the turmoil in time.
Historically, Yue Fei was able to put down this kind of rebellion with ease. When the people in Jiangnan were in chaos, other people fought for a long time and the rebels became more and more rampant. Yue Fei was gone for half a month and cleaned up everything.
The first few emperors of the Ming and Song dynasties were quite outrageous, and the White Lotus Sect spread very widely among them, so this outbreak was particularly serious.
According to the two people's idea, they would send a large army to suppress it, but since they wanted to "behead" them, they could only stay in line with their allies.
But while beheading, it is also necessary to arrange for the suppression of bandits in local areas in the country.
The Song Dynasty had all the advantages at this time. They implemented a large-scale garrison. Yue Fei only needed to communicate with Han Shizhong and Xin Qiji, and he could let them send troops to suppress the bandits without using the Song army in Chang'an or centrally dispatching supplies.
.
Because these two are under the control of the military and government, you can prepare and direct them yourself.
"After so many years, Demon White Lotus actually has a leader again. What a troubled time it has been!" Fang Xuanling sighed and said helplessly.
——
"The sweet wine you brewed flows into the mouths of the foreigners; in the palaces you worked hard to build, the foreigners are singing; your gods have been trampled under the feet of the foreigners, and they will drive us to die."
Under the snow-capped mountains, a shirtless man was giving a speech to his compatriots.
He is a priest. Once upon a time, this was a privileged profession and everyone would fawn on him.
It's different now, everyone is avoiding him like the god of plague, because if they are accidentally found with him, they may be brutally killed immediately.
No reason is needed, no crime is required.
The more the pastor talked, the more excited he became. His saliva sputtered. He hadn't eaten for several days, but it didn't affect his passion.
But his compatriots, those big men with blue eyes, all knelt on the ground in fear, as if they were afraid that this man's rebellious remarks would bring death to them.
"My brothers, it's time to keep our eyes open. As long as we look back, the Lord will forgive our sins and we will be led to heaven after death. Amen!"
With a bang, a golden light shot through his wrist, and the waving fist suddenly dropped down.
The man giving the speech covered his hands and howled in pain. The people around him were all lying on the ground, trembling.
They were even more frightened and didn't even have the courage to take a look.
"God is watching us! Evil King of Witches, you can't fight God, never can!" The priest was still shouting. From a certain perspective, he was also a tough guy.
Because most of the other pastors hide their identities and endure humiliation to survive.
"He angered the goddess and we are all finished."
Someone said dejectedly.
His words were like a plague, spreading among the crowd, accompanied by the sound and endless fear.
The goddess in their mouths was Wang Xifeng, who was looking coldly at the crowd lying on the ground.
Among them, there was one standing, standing out like a chicken.
His wrist was shot through and there was a bloody hole, but he actually held back and stopped wailing.
"You are a messenger of the devil and a servant of Satan. Sooner or later you will be purified by the Lord. Your dirty and putrid soul is like the one in the stinking ditch! My hands!"
While he was cursing, Wang Xifeng raised his hand and cut off his wrists.
She walked to this person and deliberately stepped on several people lying on the ground on the way, crushing their heads every time.
She held the whip in her hand and whipped it coldly. The man who was still unyielding instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
Not even a scrap was left.
Wang Xifeng found that she had changed.
Ever since she got mixed up with the eye crows and six-eared monkeys, she has changed in many ways.
For example, in the past, she would not let the blood of these Western barbarians stain her body.
But now, she enjoys this feeling.
Behind her, a very funny Western barbarian in Taoist robes asked respectfully: "What should we do with these people?"
Wang Xifeng sneered and whispered next to him, and the man trembled with fright.
Soon, Wang Xifeng went up the mountain.
Soon after, hundreds of logs were erected on the road under the Snowy Mountains, with a person nailed on each one.
This cruel scene is like hell.
Back in the palace, Wang Xifeng lay down on his bed, put his slender fingers on his forehead, and shook it vigorously.
She seemed to be trying to get rid of the lingering anger and bloodthirsty impulses in her mind, but it backfired and she became more and more impatient.
"Damn it!"
Wang Xifeng didn't know what was going on. She had a hard time controlling herself recently and wanted to kill every time she saw someone.
Her skills came from her master, Our Lady of Lishan. After the eye-pecked crow drained her master's cultivation, half of it was passed on to Wang Xifeng through double cultivation.
Wang Xifeng knew that her master had never had such troubles. It seemed that it was not a matter of master's skills. Could it be the fault of the crow and monkey?
Wang Xifeng frowned in thought, and unconsciously alleviated the impulse in her heart a little, which made her feel more comfortable.
