Chapter 119 How to be called the Supreme Emperor, and why to kill the Human Emperor!
Chapter 119 How to call yourself the Supreme Being, and why to kill the Human Emperor!
Qi Wuzhuo returned to Lianyang Temple after a few days' absence. The young Taoist priest Ming Xin was very happy, but the old Taoist priest felt sad for a long time when he saw the young Taoist priest. When Qi Wuzhuo went to clean the house again, the old Taoist priest was in the house.
After reading the Taoist scriptures, he still sighed endlessly. The little Taoist priest was very curious, so he came up to the master and said: "Master, why do you keep sighing today?"
"Didn't you say that sighing makes you age quickly?"
The old Taoist rolled up the Taoist scriptures in his hand, knocked the little Taoist on the forehead, and said angrily:
"I have lived for more than three hundred years, and I am already extremely old. So why does it matter if I am older?"
"The little Taoist priest cares a lot about football."
The little Taoist priest held his chin: "I'm only ten years old."
"After the New Year, you will be eleven years old."
"hey-hey."
"When I am three hundred years old, Master will be six hundred years old."
"How low did your white beard have to hang back then? At that time, Mingxin, who had white hair, pushed Master, who had even more white hair, to go out to bask in the sun. He could also raise a little Taoist priest.
The two cats, well, let’s also feed two three-yellow chickens, just like Uncle Qi, one male and one female. In this case, they can eat chicken every day.”
"There may even be chicks hatched."
"Uncle Qi will have gray hair by then."
Young people's thinking is always very out-of-the-box.
The old man just smiled and said nothing, with kind eyes. The little Taoist shook his head knowingly and said, "But why are you sighing, Master?"
The old Taoist priest looked at the young Taoist in the distance, and after a long time, he said:
"I don't know what he went through."
"In the past, although he was in the world of mortals, he still had an air of coming out of the world. Now, although the air of coming out of the world is still there, there is an extra air of coming out of the world. In this way, he is truly [entering the world to practice]. From now on,
From the Taoist practice in the book to the Taoist practice in the world of mortals, your realm is improving, but it is also the time when you will begin to face many disasters."
"When I see someone like him entering the mortal world, I always think of myself back then."
"I also thought of how many seeds of spiritual cultivation were lost in the world of mortals."
"So sigh."
The little Taoist priest was confused after hearing this, and then asked: "Will I have such a day?"
"Will do."
The little Taoist priest asked again: "Then can I walk back to the Taoist temple like Master?"
The old Taoist smiled gently, and after a while, he still replied: "Yes."
"What about Uncle Master?"
"Master doesn't know..."
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The day after he came back, Qi Wuhuo went out with his sword box on his back, still going to fulfill the last wish that Tantai Xuan had made back then. Today was the last regret, it was the last wish of the bodyguard, saying that he originally wanted to
I want to retire with my wife and find a village to spend some leisure time, but now I can't do that.
That is a very strong woman.
Since childhood, he and the deceased bodyguard studied martial arts under his teacher.
They are childhood sweethearts and friends from the same family.
When we were young and high-spirited, we also fought together in the world, fought against injustices, and left a name for ourselves.
After that, it was natural to get married.
Facing her husband's departure, she remained calm and rational.
After Qi Wuhuo left, suppressed crying could be heard in the courtyard. It was extremely sad. Such sadness could be felt by one's own body, and it stung like a needle.
The young Taoist stood outside the door for a long time.
The sleeves and robes were swept, and the last line of text emerged. Then the shackles were released with the word "Emperor", allowing the bodyguard's thoughts to remain here to accompany his wife. At this point, the promises made in the town at the foot of Helian Mountain have been fulfilled.
Finished, it was still early in the day, so Qi Wuzhuo had nothing to do for a while, so he walked aimlessly.
Everyone has suffering, and no one in the world is ever ruthless.
When Qi Wuhuo first entered the practice of spiritual practice in the village, and saw many people who were harmed by Tantai Xuan, he recorded their last wishes with pen and ink. At that time, the young man felt in his heart that the original life of a human being was
The regrets were just a few strokes of pen and ink on paper; later when I finished the girl's regret in Shuiyun Township, I felt so many regrets and reluctance.
I also feel that this is by no means a matter of pen and ink, but ultimately a person’s life.
It is the many loves, hates, and regrets in the world.
Later I learned about Buddha’s teachings.
So I know that this is also the five aggregates and eight sufferings mentioned in Buddhism. Life, old age, illness and death are ultimately unavailable.
A person's name may have two characters, or three characters. Occasionally, if it is a compound surname, it may have four characters.
A person's regrets and wishes are written on a piece of white paper, consisting of a few lines or about a dozen words.
In such a big city, Jinzhou, more than three million people have died in just a few months. Just writing all their names would take about tens of millions of words. And if each person left two lines of regret, then these words would be too long to add up.
How many will there be? People in ancient times did not have white paper to use. At that time, they peeled off the green bamboo and dried it in the sun, and then burned the words. There were not many words that could be written on one piece of bamboo.
Just these names are enough to attract all the green bamboos in the world, and it is difficult to record them all.
Even if there are thorns and bamboos, it is still impossible to write.
It is the so-called "too many words to write"
Qi Wuhuo understood the weight contained in these four words.
As a religious person, it seemed that he should let go, but he refused to let go.
Qi Wuhuo unknowingly walked to the largest bridge in Zhongzhou Fucheng and saw the tree planted by Mr. Ao Liu. The chessboard next to the tree was still there, but Mr. Ao Liu was not here today, and although he
No, there are chess sets here too, but the chess pieces are replaced by those that can be seen normally, rather than the old gentleman’s own antiques.
Qi Wuhuo sat down, thinking about things, subconsciously holding something in his hand, twisting the chess pieces, tapping them lightly, looking down at the chessboard, and the questions in his mind kept popping up——
Is Mr. still alive?
Three demon kingdoms, which three demon kingdoms are they?
Who is the person wearing black clothes and red dragon suit...
In the end, there are those people who cannot be avoided.
The current emperor, human emperor, saint.
Should be killed, should be killed!
The young Taoist's eyes were calm, and the thoughts in his heart were clear without any hesitation.
What ascetics cultivate is the clarity of their own souls.
You will never deceive yourself.
Be true to your heart and be true to yourself.
Instead of suppressing all your thoughts.
But, kill, how to kill?
The way of the Human Emperor, the protection of luck, the immortals in the heaven will not take action against the Human Emperor. This was the agreement thousands of years ago. When Qi Wuhuo was in that village, he exchanged some information about the Human Emperor through the Taoist League's waist card.
After reading the basic classics on luck, I came to understand that the Human Emperor combines the power of billions of people into one body. Even though each person is weak, the billions of people are already the best beings in the world.
His own conduct is shallow and he cannot be killed.
Unless his luck is broken.
If he is strong, divide and transform him.
Qi Wuhuo was thinking as he placed both the black and white chess baskets beside him, and played the black chess and the white chess alternately. The first method was to use the Jinzhou incident as a guide and try to reveal it to the world and start a war in the four fields.
Fire, people's hearts are righteous, people's hearts are beneficial, and they add fuel to the flames. If combined with other means, if this is the goal, it may cause great chaos. Even if it fails to succeed, it can still weaken the destiny of the emperor to a certain extent.
When the time comes, if you have cultivated enough, you can draw your sword and kill him.
Or it may lead to disputes among his descendants.
The young Taoist lowered his eyes and held the black chess piece by himself.
And the one holding the white chess piece is also himself.
Two big dragons, black and white, fight and face off.
Pressing harder and harder.
In the end, when the young Taoist made a move, his moves became slower and slower. He looked at the chess game and also 'watched' the thoughts in his mind.
The chess piece in his hand fell on the chessboard——
Today can never be said to be a troubled time, because luck is so important. Not only the emperor, but also hundreds of officials will try to keep their rulers in a stable state for the sake of their own strength and longevity. People from all aristocratic families also join the court as officials.
From top to bottom, they are involved layer by layer, like an extremely complex and tight instrument. It is extremely difficult to defeat the Emperor.
But it is extremely difficult, but not impossible. With what Huang Liang Yimeng deduced, it is not impossible to try to lay it out in fifty years.
But the young Taoist raised his head.
He saw people coming and going, the world was like a woven fabric, and if he tried to rebel, no matter whether it succeeded or not, it would bring disaster and chaos.
Otherwise, the human emperor's luck cannot be weakened.
In today's era, weakening the human emperor's luck means the collapse of the Great Wall of Luck that defends many demon kingdoms. This will cause the effectiveness of the military formations deployed at the border to be instantly reduced, putting the soldiers defending the border at an immediate disadvantage. This will later lead to
The outcome can be seen at a glance, and it may even lead to the disaster in Jinzhou occurring on a larger scale.
The young Taoist put down the chess piece, and the murderous aura in his eyes dissipated.
Although there are undercurrents, he is still the clear and bright young man.
Then pick up the chess pieces again and put them into the chess basket.
"Isn't it a good rain?"
"Why don't you get off?"
There was a familiar voice. Qi Wuhuo raised his head and saw that there were many people around him unknowingly. However, he was playing fast chess by himself earlier and he played brilliantly. Among the passers-by, there were also old people who loved watching chess.
He stopped and watched the young man playing chess alone, but the person he asked was an acquaintance, the fortune teller in gray clothes. He sat down at some point and looked at the chessboard with his chin in his hands.
When he sat down, the people around him seemed to instinctively ignore the chessboard and the young Taoist and Mr. Gray under the tree. Then the crowd dispersed, people came and went, and the world was like weaving.
Under this tree, the chessboard is clean, except for the young man holding the chessboard and the man watching.
The latter was so calm and calm that he actually regretted it when he opened his mouth.
His spirit has reminded him that it is best to stay away from the brat in front of him, but for some reason, it seems that life in the world of mortals has become a bit boring recently, so he has to find something interesting to do.
At this moment, he came here to ask, for no other reason than curiosity. The young Taoist shook his head and just packed up the chess pieces.
To make the common people become pawns for your own goals and plunge them into disaster, regardless of whether they can be accomplished or not.
If I do such a thing, I will fall into the devil's path.
That kind of me is essentially no different from the second prince back then.
The first method is not to take.
So is there any other way?
They still played chess, this time the chess game became much softer. Qi Wuhuo lowered his eyes and thought in his heart, if he couldn't break it with external force, what if he entered the court, like Yu Yangzi who was in another country at the moment? Relying on
Some of the prophets who had been living in a dream for fifty years stepped into the court hall and moved around."
"The Human Emperor has good luck, but to govern the country, order and civil and military officials are also needed, and they will also be restricted to a certain extent. This is [Trapped Dragon Chapter].
But in the end, Qi Wuhuo ended the game before finishing the game.
The fortune teller was watching with great interest, seeming to see the young man's determination and judgment, as well as his judgment and preview of what would happen in the next fifty years or so, but Qi Wuhuo took away the chess piece, so unfortunately, he asked: "This
If you can play a game of chess, why not move?"
The young Taoist spoke concisely and to the point:
"Can't kill the dragon."
The five words are gentle and calm, but they have a murderous aura.
Then the fortune teller raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyebrows twitching at the murderous aura.
Then he touched his palms and sighed:
"Hey, dear, if the Sword of Killing finds you with these five words, you will probably be tied up directly. Ah, no, there is no Sword of Killing anymore. That inheritance comes from an innate thing, and its origin is a blood-colored thread.
Chang He was already chopped open by a being when he tried his sword, hey, he broke the sword with his sword, he was very domineering."
"So, what are you going to do next?"
I don't want to cause chaos.
I don't want to let the human emperor live.
These two are mutually exclusive.
Even the fortune teller was curious about what choice the young man in front of him would make.
Qi Wuhuo finally thought about it for a long time, but he directly picked up the chess pieces and replaced the most important black chess piece with a white chess piece.
The fortune teller's eyebrows twitched. It was a very simple action, but when the young Taoist priest in front of him performed it, there seemed to be an indescribable calmness and majesty. The fortune teller's brown pupils suddenly glowed slightly in the sunlight.
With a golden color, he saw the young Taoist sitting there, but he seemed to see an old man who was almost unparalleled in the world.
It's Taishang Xuanwei.
He is Master Wuhuo.
Ask - 'What are you going to do?'
Answer——
You have no way.
Easy.
As for after the change, the destiny of the human world was maintained stable, and it still turned into the Great Wall to protect the common people.
So one can imagine what the fate of the emperor who was [Yi] was.
I will achieve peace in the world and kill thieves and enemies.
The fortune teller's eyebrows are beating wildly. This is not a dream of a young boy. This is the gathering of the fortunes of billions of people in the world. He is the emperor of the world. He is the emperor, and he wants to intervene in the fortunes of billions of people.
Being in this position would lead to an extremely tragic end. Even with his character, he couldn't bear the young man's broken bones, so he couldn't help but persuade him:
"You are a monk, and you have to join the world. There are [Eight Difficulties] in Taoism, and [Eight Sufferings] in Buddhism. These are things that disturb the ordinary mind, and all practitioners are afraid of avoiding them."
"I'm afraid I will fall into these eight sufferings and eight difficulties and not be able to escape."
"Bodhisattvas are afraid of cause and effect. You are a good boy, but you want to be contaminated by these things?"
His voice paused. The fortune teller was free from the world of mortals, but this time he was contaminated with too many things, which almost made his scalp numb. He couldn't help but persuade him: "Calf nose, listen to others' advice and say it's enough."
Fan, listen to me. Although you are a bit stubborn, you still have a Taoist heart and understanding, so you should be able to achieve great achievements."
"If he succeeds in cultivating the Tao in his old age, he will fly to the world and be called a true king. There is no way of knowing."
"Why, are you going to abandon the Tao and become contaminated with this world, and end up in disaster?!"
The young Taoist said: "Some time ago, I once told a friend who practices Buddhism that people should be allowed to experience various forms before they can finally reach the formless environment. They should not be allowed to directly enter a formless environment to practice. I think
"When you cultivate Buddhism or Taoism, you are cultivating yourself, and the principles should be the same."
"Can I only persuade others, but I can't stick to my own point of view and just say it but don't do it?"
The young man's eyes were calm: "How can I prove that the path I am taking is the right one if I don't see the eight difficulties?"
"If I really practice the Tao, then the Eight Difficulties will not be able to trouble me."
"If I fall into eight difficulties, it is because my desire to seek the truth is not strong."
The fortune teller opened his mouth, but couldn't help but curse loudly, and then scolded:
"I...you took the initiative to contaminate the Eight Difficulties, you are confused!"
Qi Wuhuo replied: "Not confused."
The young man stood up and made his own decision. His mood became clear again. He was wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a sword box on his back. He stood in the world of mortals with a peaceful expression. Suddenly he seemed to finally have some understanding and said: "The Supreme Being has forgotten his feelings."
, the lowest is not as good as love, but the one I love most is my generation."
"How come the so-called love only refers to the so-called love between children?"
"I seem to understand what Senior Sister is saying."
"But it seems different."
He thought quietly in his heart: "Teacher, if [love] is one of the eight difficulties of Taoism, then the disciple's eight difficulties have indeed come."
"Disciples can avoid it."
"However, disciples will not avoid it."
The fortune teller saw the young Taoist's eyes were calm, and it seemed as if naturally, his vitality and essence gathered together and turned into a long and long qi, which is the mother of pills, the root, and the innate energy.
, was not persistent, and did not choose to follow the promising methods of the Mountain God Kung Fu left by his friend, Mountain God Tiger.
See the way of spiritual treasures, observe the Medicine Master Buddha's Dharma, save all sentient beings from the world of mortals, and carry the cause and effect.
In the end, he drew the sword of entering the world through his transcendental body. He did not avoid the eight difficulties and did it naturally.
It seems to be the case.
Never separated.
"Hmm? I'm already so strong? Why is there no movement at all..."
"This fusion seems to be like this, seamless?"
The fortune teller seemed to have noticed something, and his pupils contracted violently.
Slowly raise your eyes.
There is only one sentence left in my heart.
Those who do it without limit are supreme.
He stared intently at the young Taoist priest, feeling countless waves in his heart.
"The second one after the Open Sky Era."
"Really."
"Tai Qing Zhen Chuan..."
He murmured, watching the young Taoist carrying the sword box and walking into the world of mortals, gradually drifting away, his heart surged, and he couldn't help blurting out, and asked:
"The majestic power of the world is all tied to the Human Emperor!"
"As a Taoist, what can you do?!"
The young Taoist's steps paused slightly.
He spoke in a loud voice for the first time since he was a child.