Starting from Li Yuanfang Chapter 1,281 I have a method that will last forever, and I should choose someone who can learn from it and pass it on to the world.
Chapter 1,281 I have a method that will last forever, and I should choose someone who can learn from it and pass it on to the world.
Zhenwu Xuanyue.
Taihe Golden Summit.
After Xu Wei was sent back down the mountain, Li Yan pondered for a moment and stretched out his hand to brush.
In an instant, the heaven and earth changed, and the originally deserted palace appeared with banners, treasure canopy, exotic herbs and fairy flowers.
There are also spiritual apes offering fruits, elk holding flowers, blue luan flying, and white cranes chirping.
What's more, I saw a towering tree rising straight from the ground into the sky.
Under the giant tree, there is a turtle lying on its back, looking relaxed and enjoying the pure land.
Seeing Li Yan appear, a spiritual light gathered from all directions.
The clouds and mist that were gathering nearby were on the Dharma throne, and everyone was very impressive. Each one had his or her own seat, and they were arranged one after another.
The distant glow fills the sky, and the colorful mist floats in the distance, surrounding the golden top, sitting upright in the mid-air.
The Spirit Clan has no distinction between superiority and inferiority, but they have no orders and are inefficient. In order to build this holy land as soon as possible, they finally divided the order and decided on four auxiliaries, ten directions, and eight hundred spirits.
The four assistants were King Kong, Qixing, Bagua, who were the first to follow the lower realm, and Yujing, who later descended to the mortal realm.
Shifang sits in Shifang, regulating the vitality, especially waiting for the mountain god's land to move the mountains, straighten the earth's veins, and make this holy land perfectly integrate into the heaven and earth.
The last eight hundred souls are the backbone of the construction of the Holy Land. Their efforts have been poured into every brick, tile, plant and tree here.
Of course, even with the large-scale mobilization of the Spirit Clan, due to the small number and many mature and prudent Spirit Clan, they have always maintained a wait-and-see attitude and still stayed in Tushita Palace to monitor the movements of the sleeping immortals and protect the Lingxiao Palace that was about to awaken.
"Ancestor", so the progress cannot be accelerated...
Fortunately, the passage of time here is different from that in the human world.
The time difference between heaven and man is supposed to be one day in the sky and one year in the earth. However, since the change in heaven and earth, this has also changed. As early as when Li Yan was communicating with the Queen Mother in the upper world against the enemy Peach Tree Spirit, after returning
I found that the time was not right.
This rule is not unified yet and changes with changes. Li Yan was not sure at first. It was not until Qixing revealed that the law of time passage seemed to match the spiritual fluctuations of the "ancestor" that he quickly discovered the clues.
In this case, the construction of Zhenwu Holy Realm will be faster.
For the mortal Xu Wei, although it felt like a long time, it was only less than two and a half years since the Ming army destroyed the Japanese troops and returned to the dynasty, but the years of building this secret realm were far longer than that.
Then, all the spirits gathered together and chanted loudly: "Holy King!"
Li Yan nodded slightly and began to lecture.
With every word he spoke, there was purity, spirituality, vitality flowing far and wide, and solemn awakening appearing, with majesty flying across the stage and flowers all over the place.
It is a method formed by understanding the teachings of Taoism and Buddhism and combining the three volumes of the Heavenly Book.
The Dharma name is Qianqiu.
Most of today's spiritual tribes have innate spirituality. In terms of their original life, they are all juniors for thousands of years, but the true recovery of their spirituality will only take hundreds of years.
How to control the body of the era with the spirituality of a thousand years is what Qianqiu's magic method seeks.
Li Yan did not give a perfect answer, because he himself is also tirelessly pursuing the great road, and what he said is only what he has realized today.
Even so, all the spirits were mesmerized by what he heard, including the Seven Vajra Stars and other spirits who had been Laojun's personal bodyguard. They were all attentive and immersed in it.
I don't know how much time passed before the lectures stopped.
All the spirits showed their unfinished expressions, and they all praised together: "Homage to the Holy King!"
On a normal day, they would have dispersed at this time, but today Li Yan continued to speak: "Is there an envoy from the Great Wish Realm?"
Shifang reported: "No."
Li Yan was silent.
The spirits below all showed signs of injustice.
According to the revelations from the Spirit Tribe, the driving force behind the Great Vision Realm is Lei Yin.
After the spirit of the Daleiyin Temple where the Buddha lived awakened, he bewitched the gods and Buddhas to participate in the plan of the other side. He also let the demons wear cassocks to lure them into achieving enlightenment, making them mistakenly believe that they had achieved the ultimate bliss and that the demons were also sitting on the lotus platform.
After such clever promotion, both Dongsheng Shenzhou and Beiju Luzhou fell into a strange situation that seemed like the future but not the future. It seemed that thousands of families had Buddhas, but in fact they were even more filthy.
The entire human world is divided into two, and the real realms such as Nanzhan Buzhou and Xiniuhezhou have to bear the filth discharged from the Great Wish Realm. Gods and Buddhas are sleeping, and practitioners have experienced three disasters and nine tribulations. It becomes increasingly difficult to stop the general trend of heaven and earth.
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It is no exaggeration to say that compared to all the spirits gathered in the Tushita Palace in heaven, the things Western Thunder Sound can do are much more capable than them.
But precisely because of this, the spirits in Tushita Palace did not have a good impression of Lei Yin, especially after the establishment of the Zhenwu Holy Realm, when they sent messages to the Great Wish Realm, Lei Yin still did not show up, which made them even more indignant.
Regardless of the overall situation and going alone, there is no unity at all!
Li Yan looked down from the golden top, his sight seemed to span the void, and he concluded: "I look at the four major continents, where the clan spirits live, and each has its own good and evil."
"Dongsheng Shenzhou is confused and has no pursuits, and people follow what others say, and the blessings and misfortunes are lonely; Beiju Luzhou is obsessed with monsters, and their bodies and lives are destroyed, all originating from this; Xiniu Hezhou is greedy and lustful, happy with misfortunes, and kills many evils. It is a sea of right and wrong.
Looking south to the continent, you can nourish your energy and potential, and you can gather people's power."
"I now have a method that will last forever and will be passed down to the world to guide the clan spirits to do good and return to the Holy Land to practice together!"
When all the spirits heard the words, their spirits were greatly boosted.
Is it finally here?
If the Eldar tribe wants to rise, the biggest obstacle is the small number of ethnic groups.
Although this holy place exists, it is not known, and spirituality is still hidden everywhere, like a piece of scattered sand.
If you can spread the teachings, gather the spirit clan, and strengthen your strength, you can openly declare your location to the world without having to hide in the dark!
And Li Yan continued: "I want to find someone to teach him to travel through thousands of mountains, through thousands of rivers, and across borders. Come here to seek the Dharma and pass it on to the world forever. It is a great blessing and a blessing in the depths of the sea.
Who is willing to take a trip?"
Sifu was startled.
This route is quite familiar...
That's right, wasn't it because someone wanted to obtain the true scriptures and pass them on to the Eastern Lands forever when their original magic weapons were brought to the lower realm?
King Kong opened his mouth and went there with intention.
But compared to the impulsiveness it once had, it has become much calmer after being taught the magic method, knowing that it is not the best guide.
Then Yu Jing floated out and saluted with bare hands: "Disciple is willing to find someone who can teach you the Dharma!"
All the spirits paid their respects and saw this assistant emperor. His jade face was born with joy, his lips were a little red. He had a pure vase of nectar that bloomed year after year. He had a hanging Yang Yang planted in an oblique position and was green every year. He had thousands of names and responses, and was used by thousands of saints and thousands of spirits. He couldn't help but Praise from the heart.
Li Yan also nodded and said: "Your wonderful Dharma is complete, and it is indeed possible to obtain it, but I am afraid there will be obstacles. I will give you a treasure to protect and pass on the Dharma."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and the crown of the giant tree behind him moved slightly, and a branch flew down. The spiritual light flickered and turned into a wooden staff. He then stretched out to his right wrist, pulled out three golden wires, and wrapped them into a hoop.
The eyes of all the spirits were straightened.
This thing looks even more familiar!
Could it be that the next words are: "These treasures are called tight hoops. Although there are three of the same ones, they are used in different ways. I have three golden fastening spells. If you encounter a demon with great magical powers on the road, you must persuade him to learn it well." , become an apprentice with that Buddhist monk..."
However, Li Yan did not say anything like this, he just gave the hoop: "Hold this treasure and wait for its wonderful use."
Yujing accepted it with great anticipation, but thinking of the four continents and the vast world, she asked for advice: "Disciple, what are your instructions when I leave?"
Li Yan said: "When the dragon's energy is damaged and the emperor loses his virtue, this is an opportunity to use it."
"yes!"
Yujing bowed his head and floated out of the holy realm. He first looked to the northwest and felt the earth cracking and the disasters there. Then he looked to the north, counted with his fingers, and nodded slightly.
Enter the capital and choose to teach the Dharma!
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"Please, father-in-law, report again!"
"Hey, Hu Butang, even the ancestors don't dare to disturb Long Live Lord's elixir refining. You should wait a little longer!"
Hu Zongxian was waiting outside the palace, listening to the eunuch's sinister voice, trying hard to control his emotions and prevent his eyebrows from furrowing and showing obvious anxiety.
There was a great earthquake in Guanzhong, and the disaster situation was sent to the capital in the form of letters. Large numbers of victims died every moment. Your Majesty is still immersed in alchemy?
"Disaster caused by demons!"
The concept of loyalty to the emperor that he had developed since childhood eventually prevented him from directly blaming his father, but instead directed his anger at the people around the emperor.
Since the Celestial Master lived in Wudang and never entered Beijing again, the most favored Taoist priests around Jiajing became Longhushan Zhang Xuanqing, Maoshan Lan Daoxing and Ge Zaoshan Ge Lei who came from the three sects of the Zhengyi Fulu sect.
These three Taoist priests were all talented and learned, but for Jiajing, they naturally followed his advice and obeyed their superiors in everything.
In comparison, Chaotian Palace and Shen Optimism wrote letters to advise His Majesty to welcome back the Heavenly Master, but nothing happened and they could only return to the south. Their momentum dropped again and returned to the past.
Not to mention the rise and fall of the Taoist sect in the Ming Dynasty, Hu Zongxian waited for three full hours. Finally, when the sky was completely dark, Lu Fang appeared in front of him: "Hu Butang, long live the Lord calls you in."
Hu Zongxian nodded slightly and followed this man into the hall. In the midst of the elixir energy, he arrived in front of a gauze curtain.
Lu Fang said softly: "Long live Lord, Hu Zongxian is here."
Hu Zongxian bowed down outside, with a solemn look on his face, and his tone was still full of respect: "I pay homage to the Holy Master!"
Jiajing's deep voice came from inside: "Three hours... If you're in a hurry, come in!"
Hu Zongxian pursed his lips. After returning to the Forbidden City, Jiajing still retained the habit of staying in Xiyuan, built a monastery, and practiced religious rituals.
In such a place, except for Taoist priests with special orders, only Lu Fang and Lu Bing could enter. Therefore, he bowed again and refused to enter: "I would like to remind you that the Jingshe is the place where Your Majesty cultivates immortals. Foreign ministers dare not enter without permission!"
Jiajing gave instructions in a low voice, and Lu Fang lifted up the curtain and said softly: "Long live the Lord said that only Governor Lu can enter here on weekdays, because he takes the overall situation into consideration and is dedicated to the country, the country, and the country. The same is true for Hu Butang
So... if he can enter, you can also enter, so hurry up and follow the order and enter!"
These words sounded kind and considerate, but they also contained a mystery. Hu Zongxian stood up and walked in slowly without any joy.
Jiajing sat cross-legged on the futon. He still looked like a pure man, but he was older and thinner. His eyes fell over with a bit of coldness: "Qi Jiguang has won again. You have good vision. He
He is a talented general!"
Hu Zongxian immediately said: "Qi Jiguang can win because of the great blessings of the emperor and the fate of the officers and men. If he has anything to do with me, I can only say one thing: serve the country with all my loyalty. This is the duty of ministers!"
"What a word!"
Jiajing stared at him closely: "Being loyal to the country and working with sincerity are your strengths! You do not form cliques for personal gain, and this is what makes you better than Yan Song and his son! I am very relieved to have you in the cabinet... What's the matter here?"
Hu Zongxian knew that his Majesty had been blocking his mouth since he entered the monastery. If he had known better, he would have made it a big deal and downplayed the disaster. However, he was unwilling to do that and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty,
The earthquake in Guanzhong is unprecedented and may affect several provinces. Please provide disaster relief!"
Jiajing suddenly fell silent, snorting faintly in his nose, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became depressed.
After a while, the ninth-five-year-old man finally spoke: "What do you want me to do?"
Hu Zongxian did not hesitate: "Relieve disasters first, postpone war!"
Jiajing's eyes revealed an uncontrollable disgust, and he commented: "You are stronger than Yan Song because you are loyal and outspoken..."
When Xia Yan was killed, Yan Song was instigating him step by step. On the other hand, Xia Yan was loyal and upright. He disobeyed him at every turn and said some unpleasant words of advice.
When Jiajing was young, apart from the principled issues related to who his biological father was, he could still listen to loyal advice in other aspects of government affairs. Therefore, he had the rule of the world in his early years and swept away the fatigue of the Zhengde period.
It is a pity that after more than 20 years as emperor, as he reached middle age, he became more and more headstrong and could not tolerate any disobedience. At this time, Hu Zongxian knowingly committed the crime, which made Jiajing even have the intention to kill.
But this person cannot be killed, at least not yet, otherwise the overall situation of counterattacking Mongolia and sweeping away the shame of the past will be ruined!
Jiajing endured it, suddenly frowned, and said coldly: "The Heavenly Master is at Wudang Mountain, praying for the blessing of Zhenwu Sheng to protect our Ming Dynasty and the peace of the people. Why are there such disasters?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hu Zongxian's heart sank, he never expected that the emperor would say such words.
Even thousands of years ago, when Shinto was flourishing, there were flash floods, earthquakes, and disasters from the sky. Obviously, gods could not stop such things. If the gods alone could make the country peaceful and the people safe, and the grains abundant, then why would six ministries and hundreds of officials do? ?
This Celestial Master who only cares about his own face and does not care about rescuing disasters and rescuing people actually wants to shirk responsibility and even vent his anger on the Celestial Master?
But the other party happened to be the emperor, so Hu Zongxian could only say slowly: "I don't know..."
Jiajing thought that the shock was effective, and he felt a little happier, and said calmly: "Stop kneeling all the time, get up!"
"Thank you!"
Hu Zongxian kowtowed and stood up with his hands on the ground, but his body swayed and he almost fell over.
He had also stood outside for three hours. At that time, he was not tired, but now he just felt tired. In addition, he was nearly fifty years old and was not a warrior who charged into battle. His blood was not flowing smoothly, so he could not stand steadily.
Jiajing said calmly: "I've been waiting outside the palace for so long and haven't eaten since noon. I'm hungry..."
With that said, he ordered Lu Fang: "Help him sit down and give him a pill!"
Lu Fang responded: "Yes."
But as he stretched out his hand, Hu Zongxian had already straightened up. Although his head was hanging down, his tone was extremely firm: "I thank your Majesty for your grace, but I dare not take the throne in this palace!"
Jiajing's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Those who command thousands of troops should stand and hold on!"
Lu Fang quickly stopped.
After following Jiajing for decades, he admired his master most in these details. There are different ways to control all kinds of people. For a courtier with Hu Zongxian's character, such a commendation is enough to dispel his previous dissatisfaction. Instill comfort and loyalty.
Everything was as expected. Hu Zongxian stood still again, took the elixir obediently, drank it after thanking him for his gratitude, and never mentioned the Guanzhong earthquake again until he left the monastery.
Jiajing raised his lips coldly, reviewed several memorials in person, and passed them on to the cabinet.
He was well aware of the seriousness of the Guanzhong earthquake, but not to mention that Guanzhong was not a taxing powerhouse of the Ming Dynasty and was not as important as Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Even if it was important, the timing of the outbreak was also very wrong.
Jiajing has been waiting for more than two years to wipe out the Ada Khan tribe and will never allow any further delay!
Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, we can only suffer for the people. Guanzhong disaster relief is considered by the cabinet at its discretion. I believe Lu Ben knows how to choose.
In the past, it was a lot of experience to remotely control the Cabinet Secretary and the Supervisor of Ceremonies, but now it was a lot of fun to directly control the government. Jiajing arranged everything properly, stretched his brows, and prepared to meditate.
But at this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and he heard a strange friction, and his face changed slightly: "Lu Fang, what is that sound?"
Lu Fang hurriedly stepped forward: "Master?"
"Why did I hear...chains?"
Jiajing listened for a moment, but couldn't hear anything anymore. He shook his head, got rid of distracting thoughts, and began to meditate.
Gradually, he entered a state of "forgetting both things and myself" and snored lightly.
Lu Fang stayed by his side silently, keeping her spirits up and not daring to slack off for a moment.
But no matter how loyal the old slave was, he never expected that Jiajing in the dream would float up, with a dark chain wrapped around his neck, stumbling downwards, going farther and farther, and gradually disappearing...