Chapter eight hundred and thirty eight bewildering
There is no more Xianyang Palace in the world, only a solitary tomb.
In the past, in front of the gate of Xianyang Palace, Lin Ze looked solemn and was carving formation patterns with great concentration, throwing in a piece of jade from time to time.
He wanted to set up a great formation of heaven and earth on the Qin Emperor's mausoleum to completely seal the place so as not to be disturbed by Xiaoxiao.
The great formation of heaven and earth arranged with Lin Ze's vision and cultivation in the second realm of Heavenly Man was probably enough for Emperor Qin to gain true peace.
No one below the Heavenly Realm can break the formation. Those in the Heavenly Realm are capable of breaking the formation, but they won't be bored digging graves.
Inheriting Emperor Qin's favor before his death, Lin Ze thought it was necessary to do something for him.
What's more, such a romantic figure deserves the most basic respect.
The moment the formation was formed, Zhuang Zhou descended from the sky with three people on his shoulders, landed next to Lin Ze, and asked calmly: "Have junior brothers dealt with the Emperor Qin's matter?"
"Well, it's taken care of," Lin Ze responded, looking at the three Confucians hanging behind Zhuang Zhou, and said with a strange look on his face: "Senior brother, where is the senior brother? Why is he missing?"
Zhuang Zhou replied calmly: "I sent senior brother back to the Taoist palace to rest."
When Lin Ze heard this, he immediately gave a thumbs up. It has only been a while now, but everyone has been sent back to the Dao Palace. What an efficiency!
After Zhuang Zhou said that, he turned around and left.
Lin Ze quickly stopped and asked, "Senior brother, what are you doing here?"
Zhuang Zhou turned around, pointed at the three Confucianists behind him and said, "Of course we are sending these people back to Confucianism, otherwise senior brother will have to carry them all the time?"
Lin Ze coughed lightly and said, "This matter is not urgent. Junior brother has a few words to say to him."
Zhuang Zhou thought for a moment, then a huge colorful butterfly appeared from his body, carrying the three Confucians straight into the sky, and said: "Junior brother, please speak."
Lin Ze pointed to the mausoleum in front of him and said with great seriousness: "The Qin Emperor is dead. Since the Taoist palace is competing for the destiny of heaven, should it fall out with the Buddhist and Confucian families?"
Zhuang Zhou was stunned when he heard this, and said with an unnatural expression: "Before coming from the outer world, the teacher made an agreement with the Buddha and Confucian saints that the three religions would compete for the destiny of heaven and would not cause the death of disciples in the realm of gods and humans."
"So no matter how much the palace and the Confucianists argue, these three Confucian sages must be sent back safely. Junior brother, please don't have any bad intentions."
Lin Ze was speechless for a while, rolled his eyes and said: "When did junior brother have bad thoughts towards Confucian people? Is senior brother stupid to be a junior brother? Even if the mouth is to be silenced, shouldn't the Buddhists be killed as well? Xuantang has already
What's the point of escaping with the Buddhists and annihilating the Confucians?"
"Xuantang only needs to tell the outside world what he saw today. If the Confucian sage traces it and finds out that it was you and my senior brothers who perpetrated the murderous attack on the Confucian gods, why can't they go to heaven and earth to hunt us down?"
"Junior brother just wants to confirm with senior brother, where should Western Qin go next? Should it conquer the world, or stick to one side."
A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face and he said: "So this is what junior brother asked. This senior brother is not very sure. How about junior brother ask the teacher?"
Lin Ze frowned slightly and said: "The Qin Emperor mentioned something before his death, saying that the teacher and the Buddhist Confucian sage had attacked him before, causing disaster to the entire city of Chang'an, and millions of people died unjustly."
"Teacher should be whole-heartedly fighting against the backlash of heaven at this moment. He probably doesn't have the heart to answer this question of junior brother."
Zhuang Zhou's expression changed and he asked: "Is this true?"
Lin Ze nodded: "The Emperor Qin's last words may have been deliberately deceiving me. Senior brother just returned to Dao Palace, have you seen the teacher?"
A worried look appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face: "No, when I just sent Senior Brother back, the thunder in the back mountain kept flashing. I thought the teacher was refining elixirs, so I didn't think much about it. I didn't expect Emperor Qin to be so cruel?"
Lin Ze sighed and said: "Not only the teacher, but also the Buddha and Confucian saints fell into the scheme. It is not easy to live with the backlash of heaven."
"Not only that, in the third realm of the three religions and one group of heavenly beings, except for the senior brothers and the three senior brothers far away in the far west, three people were killed and eight injured, and the injuries were serious. The avenue was severely damaged. I don't know how long it will take to retreat and recuperate.
recover."
"Just by destroying the Qin Dynasty, in less than a year, the three religions suffered heavy losses. If the three religions then fight against each other for several years or even decades, we don't know what kind of situation will evolve."
Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and asked tentatively: "According to what my junior brother said, do you think the three religions should sign a non-aggression covenant, divide the world into three parts, and each will be safe?"
Lin Ze shook his head and said bluntly: "No, junior brother wants to take advantage of the moment when the vitality of Buddhism and Confucianism is greatly weakened. With the support of senior brother, he wants to strike first and defeat Liu Ji and Nanyue with lightning speed, and set the tripod.
The world is where destiny belongs."
Zhuang Zhou...
After a while, a tangled look appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face and he said: "Junior brother, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this plan."
Lin Ze asked in confusion: "Senior Brother, why did you say this?"
Zhuang Zhou coughed slightly and said, "Teacher once mentioned that in this era of great strife, the prosperity of luck will last for a period of time. The more fierce someone fights, the more luck will eventually break out."
"If Junior Brother ends the chaos too quickly, I'm afraid we won't be able to achieve the final result that Teacher and the others want."
The words that Emperor Qin said before his death suddenly came to Lin Ze's mind, and he thought to himself: "The three religions have harvested luck by manipulating secular dynasties once or twice, otherwise how could they be so experienced?"
Lin Ze pretended not to know, and pretended to be thoughtful: "Is this so?"
Then Lin Ze looked happy and said: "This is easy to handle. We can occupy most of the world and only leave a small piece of land for Liu Ji and Zhao Tuo to develop. We can just have a big fight from time to time."
"Just like ordinary people raising monster beasts, regular cutting of meat can not only ensure the increase of overall luck, but also ensure the interests of the Taoist palace."
Zhuang Zhou replied with a serious face: "Junior brother, have you ever thought about what to do if Buddhism and Confucianism don't cooperate?"
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said: "The general trend is, if they are unwilling to cooperate, wouldn't it be better for the Tao Palace to have their own luck?"
Zhuang Zhou looked hesitant: "But..."
Lin Ze spread his hands and said: "Senior brother, what's the good thing? If you don't take it, you will be blamed. Now there is a great opportunity in front of you. If you don't seize it, Liu Ji and Zhao Tuo will become stronger in the future and win the destiny.
, it will be too late to regret."
Seeing that Zhuang Zhou was still hesitant, Lin Ze sighed and said: "How can I fight for my destiny by looking forward and backward like this? Why don't we abdicate in favor of others and return to the Dao Palace to devote ourselves to cultivating Taoism, so as not to be dragged down and lose our luck in vain."
The hesitation on Zhuang Zhou's face disappeared and he chuckled: "Junior brother, there is no need to sigh and fight for destiny. This is a task set by the teacher. If you think it is feasible, just do it yourself. Senior brother will support you unswervingly.
"
After receiving Zhuang Zhou's promise, Lin Ze suddenly smiled and said: "Junior brother, I obey."
Zhuang Zhou reached out and waved, and the colorful butterfly carrying the three Confucians floated down.
Zhuang Zhou rode on the colorful butterfly and said to Lin Ze: "Junior brother, please first think about how to quickly conquer the world. I will send three Confucian sages back to Confucianism first. They will be back soon. If there is anything difficult to decide, we can discuss it later.
"
Lin Ze bowed his hands and said, "Best farewell, senior brother."
Zhuang Zhou nodded slightly, and the colorful butterfly gradually grew taller and changed its shape, and finally turned into a golden-winged roc. It chirped once, flew up to nine heavens, and disappeared.
After Zhuang Zhou left, Lin Ze stepped aside and came to Zhang Han, who was directing the transportation of supplies outside the city. He said in a deep voice: "There is no need to move, gather the army, and I will make a big move with you."