Since Jin Peng awakened his true spirit, besides being busy governing the world and erasing black spots, he is also busy with a very important thing.
He used the fortune accumulated by the great merchants for four generations and used the power of the empire to build a Phoenix Tower!
"The phoenix travels on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix leaves the phoenix platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself."
After the grand sacrificial ceremony was completed, Jin Peng stood on the Phoenix Platform feeling lost.
Yi Yin stood aside, looking at the majestic rising black bird luck. He stroked his beard and smiled: "The phoenix left yesterday and will return tomorrow. What we have to do is focus on the present!"
Jin Peng nodded, walked down the steps from the Phoenix Stage, turned around and said to Yi Yin with a smile: "After the Yiyuan Meeting, I will return."
"Then Dashang will be entrusted to you."
What?
Do you still want me to assist in government?
Then I can no longer become the Five Emperor Pills?
Yi Yin's kind smile suddenly froze.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jin Peng's mouth, and he said: "After the establishment of the Phoenix Tower, it will take a generation of great emperors to consolidate the destiny of the great merchants. Without your help, I would be a little worried!"
"The achievements of a thousand years start from now, we can't make any mistakes."
Yi Yin smiled bitterly when he heard the familiar words.
Phoenix Terrace is the imperial terrace that welcomes Yuan Feng back.
Taijia once exhausted four generations of energy to build this platform. To some extent, it was a bit of a trap for the next generation of emperors.
It would be fine if a hero comes, but if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that there will be unnecessary turmoil in the Great Chamber of Commerce.
Looking at it this way, I really have to stay.
"It doesn't matter, it seems that I can't escape the merits I have accumulated over many lifetimes."
It would have been a good thing to accumulate merit in another life, but now Yi Yin appears reluctant.
He had no choice but to take advantage of Taijia's past experience. He was really afraid that the person behind him would do whatever he wanted and put him in danger later in life!
We can’t banish another great emperor, right?
Jin Peng comforted him: "If nothing unexpected happens, in just one generation, the great immortal's merits will be complete."
Yi Yin was noncommittal: "I hope so."
Anyway, he has already made up his mind that in a generation he will have to run away regardless of whether he is successful or not!
The initiative still has to be in your own hands.
In this way, Yi Yin spent the Taijia Dynasty half expecting and half lying flat.
After Taijia, the great emperors Woding and Zixuan came to the throne, still taking Yi Yin as their prime minister.
As expected by Yi Yin, this is also a master who has not awakened Su Hui!
"Hey, is this from Qingqiu?"
Yi Yin did some calculations and learned the identities of Wo Ding and Zi Xuan.
But he is a Taoist disciple of Qingqiu Yousu lineage.
"Someone from Su's lineage, maybe he has something to do with the guy from Sun Palace, right?"
Yi Yin glanced at the sun high in the sky.
Since the death of ancestor Tianhu, the Qingqiu Tushan lineage has grown in size.
But the Su lineage is not without strong people.
To have Su Yunze is to have an extremely strong person of the Su lineage.
And his other identity is the Taoist body of Taiyi.
Yi Yin secretly guessed that this way...
Boom~~
A sound of thunder disrupted his thoughts.
Yi Yin looked at the sky and smiled.
Someone is anxious!
"In this case, you have to take good care of this person."
In view of Taijia's lesson, Yiyin was on guard against Woding this time.
While he was in power, he also paid close attention to the education of Woding. He wrote "Wodding" to warn this junior Yousu, taught him how to govern step by step, and directly nipped the opponent's evil thoughts in the bud.
Yi Yin doesn't want this person to be the leader of the ZTE, he just wants to make a safe transition.
And Woding lived up to Yi Yin's teachings and awakened the true spirit soon after taking the throne.
During the Shi Yuan Hui's rule, which lasted for more than a million years, the great merchants worshiped the heaven above, kept all souls safe below, and controlled all directions. They continued to accumulate national fortunes and did not cause major turmoil in the country.
Yi Yin was very pleased.
"Not bad, it seems I can leave with peace of mind."
After he helped Woding cultivate a new generation of auxiliary ministers, Jiu Shan, he gradually retreated behind the scenes and left quietly.
…
Above the East China Sea, when the universe of Journey to the West was opened and heaven and earth were separated, there was a fairy mountain standing.
The name of this mountain is Huaguo Mountain, which is the ancestor of ten overseas continents and the origin of three islands.
On this day, the sky knew autumn and saw the blue sea again.
The sea breeze howls and the clouds move like flying.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and thousands of roads are fighting to cross.
The boundless waves pile up like jade dragons on snowy mountains, and the waves roll like white mirages emerging from the abyss.
There was a sound of sword sound.
The green shirt fell from the blue sky.
The power controls the vast ocean, and the powerful sea stretches across the sea.
Soothe all the rage.
Mingyu walked on smooth waves, walking among the blue clouds on the sea, walking slowly and unhurriedly towards Huaguo Mountain.
In the distance, there are strange rocks and strange peaks on the red cliffs of Huaguo Mountain.
On the Danya cliff, there is auspicious light and mist, and fairy birds sing twice; in front of the cut wall, colorful mist floats, and a white tiger lies alone.
The crow of the golden pheasant can often be heard in the mountains, and real dragons seem to come and go in every grotto.
Among the forest, longevity deer and fairy foxes play with each other, and on the treetops, spiritual birds and black cranes are enjoying themselves.
There are caves in the mountains, where the Yao grass will not dry up for thousands of years, and the strange flowers will not fade for thousands of years.
Green pines and cypresses live forever in the world, enjoying the endless spring breeze.
Fairy peaches and bamboos often dance with white clouds and experience all kinds of fun.
Mingyu climbed to Huaguo Mountain and headed straight to Danya at the top of the mountain.
The mountain is right at the top, and there are no trees on all sides to provide shade, but there are orchids on the left and right.
And among the Yaozhi fairy grass, there is a piece of fairy stone.
The stone is three feet, six feet and five inches high and has a circumference of two feet and four feet.
Three feet, six feet and five inches high, according to the 365 degrees of the circumference; two feet and four feet around the circle, according to the political calendar, twenty-four qi.
There are nine orifices and eight holes on it, according to the Nine Palaces and Bagua.
When Mingyu came, I saw it absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and swallowing the essence of the sun and moon.
And this fairy stone felt Mingyu's gaze, and it swayed a little bit, conveying a certain emotion.
It seems like fear, excitement, and kindness.
Or maybe both.
"Lord!"
Mingyu's greetings sounded like thunder behind him.
Wu Zhiji bowed and saluted. He was burly, as tall as a hill, and his powerful hands were covered with water-patterned talismans. It was like the terrifying light of water was shining, and an iron rod of great power was shocking.
In this world, it is really extraordinary.
When Mingyu saw Wu Zhiji, a little smile appeared on his face.
Pointing at the immortal stone with one hand, he asked: "Did you teach me this?"
What he is talking about is the Great Zhoutian that is constantly moving in the nine orifices of the Immortal Stone.
Wu Zhiji smiled innocently, scratched his head, and replied: "I obeyed the instructions and did not teach intentionally, but I usually practice martial arts in the mountains and hone my Tao. He may have sensed it, and he can teach himself without a teacher."
"This was not my intention."
Mingyu nodded and didn't blame him.
Although Wukong is still in the gestation stage and his spiritual consciousness is not yet perfect, the method of self-transformation into the Great Zhoutian is not unusual.
This is only a drop in the bucket compared to his natural intelligence, ability to understand changes, know the time of the sky, know the location, and move the stars to change the sky.
Wu Zhiji asked curiously: "Did the Lord come here specifically for the Young Master?"
"I'll just come and take a look when I have time." Mingyu nodded and did not deny it.
He added: "Probably for a while."
Wu Zhiji was overjoyed. He quietly glanced at the Nine-Aperture Immortal Stone and asked angrily: "Does the Lord know how to teach the Dharma? Well, tell it to the Young Master!"
Looking at Wu Zhiji, who looked "honest and honest", Mingyu felt amused.
He said: "You and Wukong are both born and raised, but in the final analysis, they have roots. It's not a bad idea to be his brother. This is also the original intention of me asking you to come.
From now on, please don’t call me Young Master anymore, it’s not appropriate, just call him by his real name like me.”
Wu Zhiji was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "Alas!"
"Then I will listen to the Lord."
"Just call me Wukong!"
"Wukong!"
Wu Zhiji called out to him and recited it several times in his heart, feeling more cordial.
“What a great name!”
"Of course, this is what I got from you."
Mingyu smiled and gave Wu Zhiji an appreciative look.
Wu Zhiji looked at the sky, then at the Nine-Aperture Immortal Stone, and giggled.
I don't know what I'm laughing at.
Mingyu shook his head, turned around and walked down Danya.
"Lord, where are you going?"
Wu Zhiji came to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.
Mingyu didn't look back, and a clear voice floated from the front.
"Don't you want to hear the sermon? Find a place where I can talk to you."
"Do you really want to preach?"
Wu Zhiji scratched his head and ears, feeling ecstatic.
When he came back to his senses, he saw Mingyu looking at him with a half-smile.
Wu Zhiji's expression froze, his mind was in embarrassment, and his face turned red.
He said nonchalantly: "That's not what I want to hear. It's for Young Master... for Wukong! For Wukong!"
Mingyu laughed.
He took Wu Zhiji to the Yigua Waterfall.
With a finger, the waterfall formed an arch and an iron bridge appeared.
The water under the bridge rushed through the stone holes, flowed out upside down, and closed the bridge door.
At the other end of the bridge, the cave sky begins to appear.
But there are piles of blue moss, white clouds and jade, and smoky clouds in the light. A quiet room with empty windows, flowers growing on the sliding bench board. A dragon ball hangs in the breast cave, lingering all over the ground. There are traces of fire on the cliff next to the pot stove, and a bottle and a lei are leaning on it.
There were food residues on the table. The stone seat and stone bed were really lovely, and the stone basin and stone bowl were even more praiseworthy. I also saw one and two bamboo poles, and three and five plum blossoms.
Wu Zhiji followed Mingyu. After watching for a long time, he passed the middle of the bridge and looked left and right.
But I saw Mingyu waving his hand, and two lines of Taoist scriptures were engraved on the iron painting with silver hooks.
Wu Zhiji recited softly: "The blessed land of Huaguo Mountain, the water curtain cave and the heaven."
"good!"
"good"
"very nice!"
He had a smile on his face, kept repeating the word "good" over and over, and seemed to know no other words of praise.
Mingyu Wuzi entered the cave, took a futon, sat cross-legged, and began to lecture.
He recited a volume of Huang Ting.
"There is Huangting above and Guanyuan below, and behind you there is Mingmen in front of Youque. Breathing into the Dantian, the clear water of the jade pond irrigates the spiritual roots. If you can cultivate it, it will last forever. In the Huangting, people are dressed in red...
Guan Yuan is majestic, his crotch is closed, and Youque Xia is tall and majestic. The essence in the Dantian is weak, and the clear water of the Jade Pond is fertile. The temple of the gods should be repaired, and the trachea of the Xuan Palace is fertilized.
interpret.
If you can see it, you won't get sick. If you set up a long ruler across it, if you can guard it, you won't get sick. If you can breathe in the house, you can compensate for yourself..."
This Huangting Sutra was created by Taoist ancestors and can be regarded as the Xuanmen ancestral sutra.
Now that Mingyu is narrating it, it's not particularly interesting.
Wu Zhiji suppressed his excitement and also sat down, with the stick on his knees and fell into meditation.
A volume of Huangting enters the ears, as if hearing the sounds of nature.
Mingyu finished speaking a volume of Huangting Sutra, no matter how much Wu Zhiji digested it.
He taught another section of the Tao Te Ching.
"The Tao has no name, and the Tao is not clear. It is said to be big, and it can pass away, and it is said to have passed away; it can be said to be far away, and it is said to be far away; it can be said to be great, and it is said to be great. Therefore, it is said: the sky is big, the earth is big, and the Tao is also big...
…”
Then there is the "Yu Xu Jing", then the leader's "Lingbao Scroll", the empress's "Book of Creation"...
As the saying goes: One way is clear, all things are clear.
Whether it's the ways of the Six Saints of Heaven, the methods of Hou Tu Fuxi, or the techniques of Taiyi's generals, Mingyu has them all at his fingertips.
Wu Zhiji can hear the Dharma of all saints. He doesn't know what a blessing it is!
"Wukong, Wukong, brother, I really owe you a favor!"
Wu Zhiji burst into tears of gratitude to the unborn Wukong, then hurriedly jumped into the torrent of the avenue and immersed himself in the mantras one after another.
Although he didn't understand many of them.
But that doesn’t stop you from trying to remember it!
If you can remember one in ten million of today's opportunities, it will be of infinite use!
In the cave sky, the sound of the Tao sounded softly.
On the Danya cliff, the fairy light is misty.
Every line of Taoist maxims turned into misty fairy light, lingering around the Nine-Aperture Fairy Stone.
The clouds and mist are rolling in and out, and a little monkey can be vaguely seen giving birth.
…………
After Woding, Dashang went through the two hundred Yuanhui years, and thirteen generations of great emperors appeared, including Tai Geng, Xiao Jia, Yong Ji, Tai Wu... Zu Yi and so on.
Among these great emperors, Taiwu came from Jiejiao and was the reincarnation of Zhao Gongming; Zuyi came from the Yao clan and was the ninth little Sun God Emperor.
The rest are all not under the Hunyuan sect.
They may be extremely powerful, or they may be hidden in the world, or they may be members of the Taoist clan, and so on.
After eighteen generations of great business, the country's prosperity has turned into decline.
The situation of prosperity and decline is in urgent need of a hero to save it.
So, in the 19th century, Emperor Pangeng succeeded to the throne.
"I'm Pan Geng?"
"I am King Pan!"
When Pan Geng inherited the throne of the Great Emperor, he awakened his true spirit.
He looked into ancient history.
Good guys, it turns out that everyone has come down!
Especially when he saw that Zhen Yuanzi had gone through five generations of emperors to achieve the achievement of Wuwei Emperor Pills, King Pan was amazed: "Fellow Zhen Yuanzi is still very capable!"
After receiving the blessings of luck from the fifth generation, it is much better than my own generation!
"But not necessarily!"
King Pan looked at the black bird of national destiny soaring in the sky. It prospered and then declined. How could it not be nirvana again?
After eighteen generations of great merchants, the great merchants have reached a turning point, and Phoenix, who has been supported by the great merchants for eighteen generations, has reached a critical step.
"This man has a unique vision. He invested in Fengqishan, and now he is able to come back with such a large sum of money. In the end, he may be able to take the ultimate step in the national destiny of Dashang!" King Pan sighed with emotion.
The thirty-first emperor runs a large business and uses the power of the empire to provide support. It is difficult to say whether Yuan Feng will rise to the top in one fell swoop after his return.
If this happens, then the Qilin and Zulong behind...
"hiss!"
"I just told you that Mingyu's thoughts are never that simple."
"The ones in the sky are more courageous than the last!"
King Pan's eyes went up to the sky, and he seemed to see a circle of fun gods sitting in a row, paying attention to him.
He trembled and murmured: "Well, they are also good at eating melons!"
In this transitional period, it’s no wonder that everyone is watching.
King Pan looked down the river of time and space again, and saw that one by one the immortal divine thoughts had ceased to exist.
"Want to see my joke?"
"dream!"
King Pan sneered, turned around and started his own layout.