The Han Dynasty has been in this world for five hundred years. Ye Qing gave an order and quickly built a high platform even in the army.
Even though he was not a god, Ye Qingtong did not dare to be negligent when meeting the saints this time.
To the left and right of the high platform, as far as the eye can see, there are soldiers in armor and various flags spread out.
A red dragon was circling up, swallowing clouds and spitting mist. When people saw it, they knew it was the emperor offering sacrifices. Ye Qing, wearing a royal robe and a pearl hanging from the curtain, stepped forward to offer sacrifices.
In a moment, the sea of clouds was seen rolling, one continuous piece, and hanging down.
"Your Majesty?" Queen Mi whispered at this time.
"It doesn't matter. At this time, the fate of the country of the Han Dynasty is probably frightened by me. I have transformed into the body of this red dragon. I may be in danger when encountering Taoists from outside the world. However, the saint transformed by the dark side of heaven cannot do anything to me." Ye Qing said calmly.
Smile and take a step forward.
With just one step, his vision went dark and then turned bright again.
You can see a piece of heaven and earth, with rolling mountains and undulating backs. The highest peaks are obscured by clouds and mist, making them misty and hazy, making their shapes difficult to distinguish.
I also saw a white jade stone staircase extending all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Along the way, I could see towers, towers, corridors and palaces from time to time, and spiritual birds and rare birds could be seen everywhere pecking and fluttering their feathers.
"It's grand and majestic, but it's just the foundation, and it's just transformed by the red energy." Ye Qing saw the world and the overlapping palaces as one, but when he looked up through Sichuan Lin's notes, all the colors were peeled off, leaving only
Seeing everything was red, I couldn't help but think to myself.
"If it is a magical path, no matter how it is opened by Hongmeng, it will ultimately be controlled."
As soon as I climbed the steps, I heard the sound of bells and chimes. In front of the steps, the sky was filled with auspicious clouds. Taoist priests in Yuyi greeted them. There were incense officials, beautiful girls with scattered flowers, and strong men who were bowing to guide them.
They saluted and said in unison: "I have met Your Majesty."
Please also get on the incense car and go up along the way, no need to walk.
Taking the incense car for a tour, Ye Qing saw the beautiful scenery, with endless flowers and elegant pavilions dotted among them, and couldn't help but nod his head in approval.
On the top of the peak, there is a Taoist palace with jade steps and copper pillars. The clouds are lingering. The main hall is majestic, and the surrounding hall is filled with flowers, plants and trees.
Ye Qing got off the incense car and walked inside. When he entered, he saw all the Taoists bowing their heads. There were only three Taoists sitting on the jade couch, and he naturally understood.
Ye Qing bowed and said, "The Emperor of Han Dynasty has met several saints."
The three saints were sitting in silence, and when they looked up, they saw a blue-purple dragon aura covering the boy. It is said that the dragon aura of the Great Han Dynasty is red, but Ye Qing himself is the emperor, so he has blue and purple.
This man was actually on par with the saints, and even a step above him. The three saints had no choice but to stand up and say: "I dare not, Your Majesty, please take a seat."
I saw another couch beside the five jade couch, which was in line with all the saints. When Ye Qing saw it, he didn't delay and took his seat.
At this point, Ye Qing knew clearly that although these saints accounted for the setting of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and were transformed by heaven, they were not as much as one-tenth of the 40 million people.
The emperor's power is far greater than that of these saints, but the power of dragon energy is an external object, not his own Tao fruit, so he has to come here.
Ye Qing sat down and said: "The killing calamity has arisen. This time, the Han family is just a tributary of the gods. The main purpose is to list the true spirits of the Taoists from the outside world in order to get a glimpse of the reality of the outside world. This is a calamity and a destiny. I will go up.
In response to the destiny of heaven, we still need the help of all saints to cope with the killing calamity."
As soon as he said these words, the green air in the palace dropped, layer by layer, and the three saints were silent. This is a symbol of fulfilling the destiny.
A saint is different from ordinary people. He bargains. Seeing what Ye Qing said, he said: "We all know what your Majesty means. A great disaster is ahead, so we should serve you."
After speaking, the three saints closed their eyes and sat on the bed. The clouds above them appeared and circulated, showing green energy. They rolled slightly, like beads falling on a jade plate, and uttered the words of the Great Dao.
Ye Qing remained silent, seemingly hesitant, and sat down again.
The Qing Qi takes shape, and the way of the saint is finally transformed by the way of heaven. There are endless mysteries within it, but Ye Qing still listens.
After a while, the green energy dissipated, and Ye Qing only said: "Goodness"
He stood up, bowed his head to the three saints, turned around and left the hall.
When Ye Qing came out of the main hall, there was a trace of greenness in his eyes, which seemed to have some charm, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he saw that the dragon's aura was slightly lighter, and a small one disappeared without a trace.
"The three saints said that they were transformed from the lower earth and heaven. Although they are limited to the earth immortals, they are really not trivial. I am afraid that in this world, most of the earth immortals' mysteries have been heard by me, and I have to offset them with dragon energy."
"However, even if there are three thousand avenues, we can only take one. If I didn't have Sichuan Lin's Notes and the records are complete, otherwise the gain may not be worth the loss." After careful calculation, he glanced towards the west hall, and Ye Qing saw something in his eyes.
A cold light flashed.
"This Earth Dragon Qi is ultimately illusory, and what they gain is not much. Killings and calamities are coming, and calamities are coming. The more combat power you have, the more chances of victory you will have."
"If I gain the complete world, run the creation, and establish my career in life, how can I sum it up with the body of a red dragon?"
In this moment, Ye Qing gained a lot from the theory, but the magic power of the spiritual pool did not increase at all.
Don’t you see, there are many preachings on the earth, whether it is the Tao Te Ching, the Buddhist scriptures, or even the Bible, the Koran, they all contain mysteries and they are not hesitant to spread them.
This is a religious aspect, with technology, printing, establishing schools, and spreading it widely, lest anyone does not know
But it only spreads knowledge, but does not give any power.
Even if you have read thousands of books and have a doctorate in science and technology, you will have to work for others. This has always been the case in ancient and modern times.
These saints are still doing this. It cannot be said that these avenues are useless, but they have no magic power. They are just literati and have no power to kill chickens.
If enlightenment alone is useful, why do we need ten places to become a Buddha?
When Ye Qing thought of this, he couldn't help but turn around and head towards the Western Palace.
The five people in this world all live on a mountain. The western palace is not far away, only a hundred steps away.
Ye Qing didn't care about the truth, but the Western saints were fake earthly immortals. In this earthly world, their "capital" or "energy" was real and they had to be won over.
Forget it, just listen to its "Tao" and give it some face.
It is said that the Western Saint calmed down his thoughts and continued to patiently preside over the evolution of the Dragon Qi in the Western Region. When it was completed, he transformed into a stream of purple Qi and disappeared into the sky.
In the main hall, the Western saint's consciousness turned around, and he suddenly felt uneasy. He counted on his fingers and said: "It turns out that I am in charge of the evolution of dragon energy, but the Han Emperor came, and I missed it."
While I was thinking about it, I heard that my disciple came to report: "The Emperor of Han is at the door asking to see the saint."
"Why did the Han Emperor come here?" The Western sage's face changed slightly: "Did Nuwa reveal it to the Han Emperor?"
He counted with his fingers and felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but ponder. After a while, he nodded and said: "The Emperor of Han came in person and invited him in with a great gift."
No matter what, this is a son of destiny, and he is one of the spokespersons of the dark side of heaven, so he cannot be turned away.
But what to say, I have to wait and see.
Ye Qing entered it and heard the Sanskrit chant: "When the flowers bloom, see me, and when I see the flowers bloom,"
When I looked at it again, I saw that it was not a main hall, but a small piece of heaven and earth, with a forest of sala and many temples and white pagodas standing in front of me.
There is a saint sitting on the top of the mountain. Looking down, he looks golden all over.
Ye Qing frowned. What was unfolding was the Cave Heaven Realm, which was a bit unfriendly. He did not go up the mountain at the moment, but just bowed: "I have seen the Western Saint."
The saint closed his eyes and sat silently without answering.
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows at this time: "Sage, now that the great catastrophe is coming, the four saints have joined hands. Please also ask the saint to help, jointly kill the Taoists from the outer regions, and expel the Star Lord ship. When the time comes, the heaven will give you a reward."
The Western Saint continued to sit in silence and waited for a while. Seeing no response, Ye Qing bowed again, said nothing, turned around and left, leaving the hall.
"Arrogance" left the palace, Ye Qing's eyes turned cold.
Among the Five Saints, Nuwa is based on the setting of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. She was originally the righteous god of the Han family and the country. Needless to say, now she is more and more biased toward herself.
Tongtian is easy to talk to, and now, both Yuan Yuan and Taishang have accepted the benefits and agreed, but the Western saint strangely did not respond...
"...The situation is clear, why are you still hesitating?"
The so-called Five Saints are just temporary transformations from the earth and have no stable personality. They really regard themselves as high-ranking Taoist kings.
Ye Qing was thinking about it, when the rays of light flashed, and the emperor's daughter appeared.
"I will escort your Majesty out." The emperor said with a smile, and she was in a very happy mood. The Three Saints decided to take action, and the chance of winning was greatly increased. She had made a covenant with her tribe, and her interests were aligned, so she was naturally happy.
"I wonder why this Western Saint is here?" Ye Qing asked directly after leaving the palace. There was no need to hide his status.
After hearing this, the emperor's face became more worried, half happy and sad, and she glanced at Ye Qing: "I'm sorry, I can't say this, but Your Majesty doesn't have to force it. As long as the Four Saints take action, it will be enough to spread the Four Immortal Swords."
Formation, cooperate with the ground to launch another attack, and the Earth Immortal from the outer realm can’t resist with its lone palm roaring. Even the Star Lord ship can hardly resist the four Earth Immortals who are blessed by heaven and holding the Immortal Killing Formation.”
Ye Qing suddenly smiled after hearing this: "That's right."
I will no longer ask about the saint’s affairs.
"I only need to enter the hinterland of Jizhou's outer territory once more, but the last battle consumed a lot of spiritual stones and dragon energy, and the soldiers and magicians are also very tired. I have to recover for a while. It is estimated that the next battle will be the beginning of spring."
After some calculations, he felt that everything was ready. Ye Qing looked back at the Western Hall and thought to himself: "I hope there won't be any more changes."
"Otherwise, who can resist the emperor's wrath?"
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there were several light snowfalls in Luoyang City. The Spring Festival was approaching, folk things became less and less, and the lively and festive atmosphere gradually spread.
Sili is only separated from Jizhou by the Yellow River. Luoyang has been used as a logistics transit hub in the past few months. Materials and manpower have been gathered from the control areas on all sides. They have been transferred to the shops, workshops, and military camps in Luoyang City, and then transported to Luoyang via the Yellow River.
On the front line, everything is integrated into the war mechanism, which undoubtedly keeps the soldiers and civilians busy. They should relax from their civil and military duties. At this new year's end, it is time to take a proper rest in accordance with the people's hearts.
But the official situation was different. Throughout the day, various government offices in the imperial city were still busy, with officials coming and going. Their blood-red eyes made people think they had just come off the battlefield.
In other words, the New Year is a battle for civil servants, and this year is a special battle.
Although there were fewer wars after the winter, the transportation of supplies and troops to Jizhou was no longer so tense, but the flow of information became more intensive. The year-end statistics reported to the court by the prefects of each county and the prime minister, and the county and country development plans for the coming year, let the cabinet and
The officials in the Sixth Department were so busy that even the meal time was repeatedly postponed, let alone taking vacations.