After drinking a pot of Baihua Tiger Bone Wine, Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang became a little drunk.
They each drunkenly released their real-life auras, swaggered downstairs, left the wine shop, and then flew up, flying above the heads of the soldiers, passing by the law enforcement monks.
This gesture was a little arrogant, which made Lu Zhishen, who was watching from a distance, smile bitterly, but he still secretly passed on the order, asking Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang to go unimpeded wherever they were within their authority.
Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang seemed rather ungrateful, rather drunken and sang, and quite went their own way. But, naturally, they had no choice but to return to the house where the Monster Clan's mission was stationed.
Wuxu was indeed a little drunk. He lay down on the soft couch with all his might, trying his best to open his eyes wide and stare at the roof. He stared at the roof as if the roof was a deep starry sky.
This spiritual talent order is very similar to what I have seen and heard in later generations. Is there such a thing in the world of monks? To put it more deeply, this means that even those who are practicing cannot avoid the so-called family, country, and organization.
, the so-called system.
In Wuxu's impression, or since Wuxu was reincarnated in this time and space, once he really steps into practice, or is able to practice, even if there are predators of the weak and strong sects, he is still relatively free.
You can fly when you want, escape when you want, and you can even enjoy grudges and grudges in many cases.
There was a time when Wuxu saw someone's graceful figure, taking a slight step forward, and felt happy. When he saw someone shouting loudly, breaking mountains and rivers, he felt happy. When he saw someone pointing an orchid, the evil man with a knife fell to the ground.
Happy...
But now, the spiritual qualification order seems to have been broken. At least for Wuxu.
You have endured all kinds of sufferings, lost all kinds of joys, even abandoned the principles of human ethics, devoted yourself to hard work, and become a so-called real monk. But in the end, or even now, you seem to have fallen from the world, like a common person, almost
There is no difference. Because, even if you are a real monk and are not required to collect spiritual resources, you will have to bow to the court in exchange for spiritual resources for your future practice. It is like receiving rations.
Even if you have some desperate and opportunistic methods, the world is already like this. What you can do and how the world is are two different things. You can change, but the world cannot or will not change, which are two different things.
Wuxu couldn't help but feel a deep sense of fateful sadness. When he was reincarnated into this world, he always thought that he could change his way of living, and it seemed that for a while, he really changed his way of living, flying and flying and floating and floating.
, forming seals and reciting mantras, you can also meet Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Bowen, Wen Tianxiang... such historical figures, as well as Zhao Tong, Guo Min and other male and female rivals who belong to the category of divine companions...
But no matter how hard it is, whether it is a mistake or a mistake, I went to this outer world. After many twists and turns, hazy and hard work, I still returned to the past, to that or that kind of people who did not fight against the officials.
Individuals cannot fight against the world of organizations.
You know, since I was a child, the reason why I like to read those fairy tales and fairy novels is that one of the most important complexes is my admiration for those monks who fly around, conquer the city with a sword, and transcend yin and yang. They can rely on
Based on one's own understanding of the world and using one's own strength, one can break away from many worldly constraints. Otherwise, how can one
What do you call a monk? But if you have cultivated for many years and reached the level of heaven, you suddenly realize that you, a mere monk, are just like an ordinary person in the mortal world, and you still have to face those things you already hate. Then you, a real monk,
How is it different from the docile people in the human world and the previous life?
Do you want to have a rebellion in this world of monks? "Princes, generals, ministers, would you rather live?" But at this moment, if you really want to rebel, I'm afraid you won't be as lucky as Liu Bang.
Killing the white snake and singing the song of the wind, I'm afraid that with a slight movement of someone's finger or a wisp of consciousness, Wuxu will be wiped out in ashes.
Is this a kind of fate or reincarnation? Or is it a so-called eternal truth?
Baihua Tiger Bone Wine seemed to turn into fierce tigers, scurrying fiercely inside Wuxu's body. Wuxu was drunk and allowed them to gallop. They rushed here and there, but they were always in his body, just like Sun Wukong who couldn't jump out of Buddha's body.
Wuzhishan.
The fiercer they charge and the more wanton they rush, the more sensitive Wuxu becomes.
Rush, rush, roar
...
Wen Tianxiang, lying on the soft couch opposite, was slumped and squirming, murmuring and murmuring. He seemed to be cursing, and seemed to be preaching something endlessly. He was also angry, no longer suppressed anger.
The Southern Song Dynasty was overthrown, and he was unable to recover. This was a kind of sorrow that he could not resist the heaven. He had not experienced this kind of sorrow so clearly for a long time. In the prison of the Yuan Dynasty, he wrote songs of righteousness and died without hesitation. He thought it was over and done with.
But he had no regrets. After that, he made a mistake, cultivated the ghost way, and captured the dragon house. Once he was successful, he secretly arranged it and cooperated with heroes from all walks of life to speed up the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty. Later, he was able to avenge the hatred of the country and the family.
As his practice deepened, especially when he was promoted to the so-called True Spirit Major, Wen Tianxiang gradually realized the cycle of heaven and earth, and the principle of a certain number of honors and disgrace. When he was in Tianwaitian, his heart became even more indifferent, thinking that he could
He was detached, no longer in this world, and jumped out of right and wrong. For a period of time, Wen Tianxiang silently recalled the battles in the world, and really felt that the past was like a dream, so illusory and not worth mentioning. In this way, he really let go.
But today, as soon as the Star Capital Order of the Zhou Dynasty was promulgated, Wen Tianxiang somehow thought of the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty's iron hooves marching across the Central Plains and even the south of the Yangtze River, and then promulgated those strict laws and orders to levy all spiritual resources, just like
In the early days of the Yuan Dynasty, the collection of folk iron tools was so common that several Han people had one knife.
At the same time, the figure of the former imperial censor Zhongcheng Du meeting Mr. Du appeared vaguely in Wen Tianxiang's mind. This person, almost out of nowhere, was the only person who made Wen Tianxiang admire him a few days ago.
He was already dead, but at this moment he stood in front of Wen Tianxiang with a solemn expression. From him, Wen Tianxiang seemed to see himself.
At the same time, another cold and distant figure appeared in Wen Tianxiang's mind. The Ten Directions Nether Finger! The Ten Directions Nether Finger of the Master of the Xuanyin Star Ghost Sect! This figure seemed to truly come from hell. He did not look at it.
Wen Tianxiang, it seemed that Wen Tianxiang took the initiative to look at him, as if this was inevitable.
Wen Tianxiang finally couldn't help but go crazy, although the madness was only in his mind. And because it was only in his mind, Wen Tianxiang couldn't help but feel a desperate sense of fate.
He got up in a daze, walked from the soft couch to the ground, stood, and slowly raised his head. Darkness slowly came in, surrounded him, and then transformed into gradually eroding into his body and even the sea of consciousness.
This kind of despair is more painful than anything else, especially for someone like him who has truly experienced life and death.
...
The next day, Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang both got up on time, but there was no conversation. The two of them sat there in silence, just watching the changes in the light outside. After a long time, Wuxu said to Wen Tianxiang
, "It's not too early, let's go out and take a look." Wen Tianxiang nodded, "Let's see if there are any more edicts issued today."
The two of them walked out again. There were more people on the street than yesterday. But after Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang walked for a while, they realized something was wrong. They saw that almost all the ordinary people came out, men and women.
Young and old, big and small, they all seemed to be heading out of the city.
Wuxu stopped a person casually, and after asking around, he found out that after the two of them returned yesterday, a new edict was issued. This second new edict was called the Order to Promote Repairs. The man couldn't explain clearly, he only knew that
According to this order, ordinary people like them had to move out of the city to live. Fortunately, the imperial court had built a residential area outside the city and subsidized some property.
Wuxu originally wanted to ask a law enforcement monk flying in the air, but then he thought about it and asked Lu Zhishen later.
Wuxu looked at these ordinary people who were forced to move. Their faces were calm and a little confused, but most of them were even more numb. Wuxu sighed secretly, and still said to the person who just asked,
"This can be considered a kind of leaving home. Do you have to leave?"
The man was still showing the same respect to Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang as before, and bowed again with fear and fear, "It's not that I have to leave, but the conditions for staying are a bit difficult."
"What conditions?" Wen Tianxiang interjected and asked.
"Either you can become a monk immediately, or you can pay spiritual stones on a monthly basis, or you can be taken in by a great monk." This person blurted out, as if this condition had been deeply imprinted in his mind.
These conditions are sometimes a little difficult, but very difficult and very harsh! Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang looked at each other, but they also knew that these were extraordinary times and it was inconvenient to say anything in public.
Wuxu thought for a while, took out a good spiritual stone, and secretly handed it to this person's hand, "We are destined to meet each other. The poor monk will give you a spiritual stone. If you have unfulfilled wishes, you can use this spiritual stone to stay.
A few days; if you keep it, if there are any descendants in the family who are suitable for spiritual practice, it can be regarded as a small gift."
The man was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Master Immortal!"
Wuxu looked at him and almost cried with joy. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only wave his hands and walked forward with Wen Tianxiang again. To be precise, towards the house that he had agreed with Lu Zhishen yesterday.
Walk to the wine shop.
What exactly is the appropriate content of the order to promote revision? But from a literal point of view, it is definitely not as simple as just moving ordinary people...
In any reform or restructuring, there will always be a strong backlash from forces whose interests have been harmed. But along the way, there has been no resistance or riot. Everything seems to be under control...
...
Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang were each thinking as they walked. When they arrived at the wine shop, the door was slightly closed. They pushed it open and walked in. No one was there. Many objects were scattered on the ground in a mess, as if they had been robbed.
After going upstairs, they were still sitting opposite each other at the wine table by the window. Wu Xufu looked out again. Below him, and even in the distance as far as his eyes could see, there were many ordinary people in a chaotic formation, winding and stretching towards each other.
The city slowly moved away.
"The people are the foundation of the country. If the court is like this, isn't it afraid of chilling the hearts of its subjects?" Wen Tianxiang said leisurely after drinking a glass of wine.
"This scene reminds me a bit of the past in this world. In the Yuan Dynasty, when the Yellow River was flooded, hundreds of thousands of civilians who repaired the river gathered in groups like this." Wuxu also raised his glass and drank.
He took a sip and said, "It's a pity that this scene looks like a mighty river to us, but in the eyes of those great monks, it might just be like ants moving."
That’s all.”
Having said this, the two of them stopped talking and just drank slowly while looking out the window.
Both of them have their own thoughts, but they should have one thing in common, which is a point of view that they have been strongly instilled in before or that they themselves agree with and insist on. This point of view has its origin in time and space, and its expression is different.
Different. For Wuxu, it may be "serving the people", while for Wen Tianxiang, it may be "serving the people".
"Pray for the people". But neither Wuxu nor Wen Tianxiang would say it out loud, because at this moment! What night is this? In the outer sky of this monk world, Xuanyin Star, who are you telling "
"Serve the people", talk about "asking for orders for the people"? It's simply nonsense, it's a bunch of nonsense, it's clinging to the past, it's insane!
"Hey, this time I really suffered a lot." I don't know when Lu Zhishen flew over, sat down, poured himself a drink, and looked worried. "I think the two brothers also heard about it."
Is this a prompting order?"
Wuxu glanced at Lu Zhishen and said, "Xu Xiu Ling, fellow Taoist Wenshan and I just heard the name but didn't know what it was, so we thought we'd ask Senior Brother Zhishen for a few details."
When Lu Zhishen heard what Wuxu said, he didn't reply. He took out a roll of something that looked like an imperial edict from the sleeve of his robe and threw it to Wuxu, "Junior brother, take a look for yourself."
Wuxu picked up this thing, held one end in each hand, spread it out, looked at it carefully, and then recited solemnly:
There is a heaven outside the sky, and the great road is always there. We all sentient beings should cultivate their behavior. In order to encourage you, I issue this order.
All practitioners are assigned residences, provided with spiritual resources, and even awarded titles and official positions based on their level of cultivation. Here, there are also other rewards based on talent or promotion.
For ordinary people, move elsewhere as appropriate. If you are able to practice again, you will be treated as a monk. If you enshrine spiritual stones or support major cultivation, then it is another matter.
This edict to promote cultivation is exactly the same as the previous spiritual resource edict, both written by the great monks. The content of the edict is just some outlines, some knowing thoughts. The specific content has the following people
, annotate it.
After Wuxu thought about it, he threw the thing towards Lu Zhishen, and then asked with a smile, "All cultivators, according to their level of cultivation, are allocated residences, supplied with spiritual resources, and even awarded titles and official positions. Here, based on talent or promotion,
There are other compliments. I don’t know, so what if we wait?”
Lu Zhishen laughed, "To be honest, because it involves a lot of things, there is no final conclusion yet. But the two brothers, with their real cultivation, as the saying goes, no matter what, they will not suffer."
Before Wuxu could frown, Lu Zhishen said mysteriously, "You two brothers, you must be careful about the word promotion. I heard that this promotion not only refers to the improvement of the cultivation level, but also includes the promotion every three years."
Contest."
"It's a competition, it's a competition. Are we still afraid of it?" Wen Tianxiang said angrily.
Wuxu changed his mind and said, "Once every three years, isn't it too eager for quick success? Or is it just trying to grow the seedlings? How can a journey of cultivation be measured in three to five years?"
Lu Zhishen, with a solemn expression on his face, slowly said to Wuxu, "Junior Brother Wuxu has put forward this idea at the elders' meeting. But three years is not enough, five years? Or ten years? Or a hundred years? Not to mention the new emperor now.
Naturally, we cannot wait too long to enthrone and implement reforms."
"Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day..." Wuxu turned around and looked out the window. Many ordinary people were still moving in groups, one by one, and there seemed to be a cycle.
Or maybe there's a perpetual motion machine inside.
"There is a competition every three years, and the winner will receive certain rewards and support. In this way, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak..." Wen Tianxiang, who had just spoken angrily, suddenly became extremely calm and said quietly
.
Wuxu and Lu Zhishen immediately changed their expressions. They didn't know much else, but in terms of Buddhist practice, Wuxu and Lu Zhishen knew that almost none of the methods could be achieved quickly, and they all required years and months of hard work to achieve success. To put it simply,
The point is that the speed of practice is generally slow, and it is difficult to achieve quick success. Even the so-called sudden enlightenment is usually based on previous accumulation, and the so-called accumulation is based on the practice of skills. Of course, this is only based on the practice of skills.
"What's going on?! We need to change the law like this?!" Wuxu couldn't help but high-fived.
The wine table was banged by Wuxu's slaps, but unfortunately there was no harmony. Lu Zhishen and Wen Tianxiang's expressions were changing there, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Amitabha!
Namo Guanyin Bodhisattva!
Namo Glazed Medicine Buddha!
...
Suddenly, a familiar sound of the Buddha's name sounded vaguely in my ears. This was generated and spread from the Buddhist believers among the ordinary people who were migrating. These weak wishes and the power of the mind gathered together,
The sound of achievement becomes familiar with the name of the Buddha. In the ears and hearts of those who are attentive, it immediately becomes louder, louder, grander, and more sacred.
The reason why he doesn't come early or late may be the reason for the Buddhist Dharma Realm that Lu Zhishen enshrined.
But the content that Wu Xu had just chanted to promote the revision of the order was still in his ears.
The two meet each other, but eventually they become farther and farther apart, giving people a feeling of the end of the Dharma era.
Wuxu clasped his hands together, listened quietly, and looked out the window again, with a myriad of thoughts.
But at this moment, Lu Zhishen suddenly laughed and said, "Come on, here comes a windfall."
Late at night I resented my fate, and early in the morning I took a leisurely stroll to find out the news.
Stand by the window and talk about the new edict in detail, high-five and listen to the old Sanskrit music.