Countless wails, majestic sea-like resentment and hatred, and the lamentations of hundreds of millions of Taiyue people when they were killed, turned into a powerful river of resentment, hanging high in the void of the Taiyue region.
The Holy Emperor Tian Qi Ren of Mount Tai of Dongyue stood indifferently on the river of time, facing off against the Bodhi body of the Buddhist Precious Light Tathagata with thousands of hands and thousands of eyes. The precious light from all directions around him turned into a divine wheel and slowly rotated.
"It is said that Buddhists are compassionate, but when the old monk took action, there was no hesitation at all. Even I, a person who cultivated the emperor's dragon energy, felt a little inferior to me."
When the imperial crown fell, it caused waves one after another. The Holy Emperor Qiren of Mount Tai of Dongyue lowered his eyes and looked at the overwhelming resentment in the virtual space, with a sneer on his lips.
It is said that the most ruthless emperor is the emperor. It is unimaginable for anyone to be mean and unkind. An emperor who is not mean and unkind and takes life and death is not a good emperor in the first place.
It was just that Emperor Dongyue had a dangerous mind and did not take seriously the "compassion" of Buddhism, so he criticized the old Buddha with words to shake the old Buddha's Buddha nature.
Even though Baoguang Lao Buddha's Buddhist deeds meant that Emperor Dongyue's words were destined to be unshakable, Emperor Dongyue wanted to see how this old Buddha would respond with 'compassion'.
"Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people. The Taiyue Human Race stands at the pinnacle of humanity. It is the ultimate in acquired humanity. With the energy of humanity accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, it should become the main line of the three thousand human races in the great domain."
The Buddha Precious Light Tathagata sat firmly in the pure land of the Buddha's kingdom. He didn't pay attention to the ridicule of Emperor Dongyue. He just smiled faintly, as if containing infinite compassion, and chanted the Buddha's voice slowly.
"It's a pity that the Taiyue human race is still not satisfied with being the protagonist of the moment. They still want to rule the innate from the future, and they actually try to incarnate as a spirit body in the future to spy on the innate path."
The golden body of Precious Light Tathagata is majestic, and the bodhi body with thousands of hands and eyes has evolved into thousands of magical instruments. Each of the magical instruments is pregnant with the majestic light of Buddha nature, spreading slowly with boundless peace.
"Um?"
Emperor Dongyue's expression changed, and he glanced at the great Taiyue Domain. Reflected by the great river of time, the evil forces of the world could not hide, and he could see through the past and future changes with just one glance.
The old Buddha Baoguang Tathagata said with incomparable indifference in his compassion: "The poor monk and fellow Taoist Dongyue traveled through dozens of empty areas. Among them, those who committed minor sins were not harmed, and those who committed serious sins will naturally receive the retribution they deserve.
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"Our innate supernatural power, every thought and every action is the manifestation of heaven. Although we may not know it ourselves, under the operation of the great road, we should be the ones holding the sword to open up calamities."
The Holy Emperor Tianqi Ren of Taishan Mountain in Dongyue took a deep look at the old Buddha Precious Light Tathagata and said lightly: "The theory of cause and effect of the old Buddha is really wonderful. Unfortunately, I don't have a deep understanding of the way of cause and effect. I don't have the same understanding as the old Buddha."
experience."
Emperor Rensheng of Mount Tai of Dongyue and Tianqi above the river of time lightly touched the Taiyue Great Domain below, and the phantom of the divine kingdom slowly appeared from the sky above the Taiyue Great Domain.
In the world of the Kingdom of God, the holy spirits from the ten directions praised the emperor for his immeasurable merits. Zhou Tianzheng God paid homage to the emperor and lived as long as the heaven. Wisps of divine light fell in the sea of evil, seeming to dissolve the resentment and sin in it.
"Amitabha, the cause and effect of the Great Dao has been determined for a long time and cannot be changed. Fellow Taoist Dongyue uses great supernatural powers to save the world, but the Taiyue human race may not respond to Fellow Taoist Dongyue's great mercy."
This old Buddha recited the name of the Buddha and said: "The Taiyue people have this delusion and try to use the innate power from the future to transform the three thousand great supernatural powers into the incarnation of the three thousand great avenues. The Taiyue people should not be allowed to exist in the world."
"The days have already determined that the Taiyue human race will surely decline. But whether this decline should fall on you and me, or on other people with great supernatural powers, is a matter of trivial matters!"
"I admire you……"
"Old Buddha is worthy of being called the Tathagata, the Taoist Master. This kind of compassion really amazes me." The Holy Emperor Tianqi Ren of Taishan Mountain in Dongyue smiled coldly, and no longer paid attention to the still stubborn river of evil below.
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In fact, even if the Holy Emperor Tianqi Ren of Mount Tai of Dongyue and the old Buddha Baoguang Tathagata of Buddhism are standing and confronting each other on the river of time, the words of the two have their own points of attack, directly attacking each other's Taoist heart and Buddha's heart, which is better than any form of attack.
Cutting down is dangerous.
If the other party wavers for a moment, or hesitates for a moment, what will greet the other party is the triple catastrophe of the past, future, and present.
Ordinary half-step great supernatural powers may be wiped out by the heavenly sound of the Great Dao just by listening to the sound of these two people. Innate great supernatural powers hold the innate Dao, which is so unreasonable.
"God's will is a difficult question to ask. We adhere to the innate way. It is God's will and God's heart!"
The confrontation between Emperor Dongyue and Old Buddha Baoguang has gone from the infinite past, across billions of years, and into the boundless future of 128,000 changes.
Every change in the future is a new world line and timeline. Emperor Dongyue and Baoguang Tathagata started their game with each world line and timeline as their battlefield.
The game between those with innate supernatural powers may happen in an instant, or it may last for tens of millions of dollars. In each of these 128,000 timelines and world lines, everything emerges
It reflects the interplay of Shinto spirit and Buddha's light and nature.
Time is no longer false, nor is space a bubble. In front of the innate supernatural powers, time and space, the world and the universe are both quantitative and can be tampered with at will.
One hundred and twenty-eight thousand timelines and world lines rise from the river of time, like balls of tangled yarn. Each ball of yarn is entangled with thousands of world lines and timelines.
Emperor Dongyue and Baoguang Tathagata are like billions of worms, spreading across 128,000 world lines and timelines. The battles on each world line and timeline represent endless variables.
In a moment or a snap of a finger, these two people have collided with each other for more than hundreds of millions of times. During this period, there were victories, defeats, gains and losses. The two used Shinto and Buddhist ways as spears and shields to interpret endless stories.
fight.
These battles seem to be just a big empty dream, but in the eyes of innate supernatural powers, these futures are both false and part of reality. When they reach a certain level, they can be reflected in the present.
This is the fighting method of the innate supernatural powers. The river of time is endless, and the variables between the past and the future are intertwined. The last two cover the present, anchoring all the current movements of time, establishing an irreversible trend.
And if the battle between the three thousand innate supernatural powers cannot be decided for a moment, it is very likely that it will last forever, even to the end of the universe.
Because the innate avenue overflows with billions of rays of radiance, and the radiance of the avenue is uncertain, and it carries one billionth of the power of the innate supernatural power. Once it falls into the world of some red or golden emperor, it can be achieved in an instant.
Stirring up a huge turmoil.
One hundred and twenty-eight thousand world lines, at a certain point on the timeline, Dongyue Emperor and Baoguang Tathagata collided with billions of rays of light, and each dropped a ray into a certain Golden Imperial World.
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The world of great evil spirits begins in the eighth year of the new year, spring!
As a relative of Shangyang, the Duke of Zhongguo, he was granted the abdication of Emperor Ai Li Chunhao of the Tang Dynasty, the last young emperor of the former Tang Dynasty and the grandson of Shangyang. He ascended the throne at the age of fifty and ruled over all the nine states in the world, conquering all the wastelands.
This is already the eighth year.
In the previous seven years, first Emperor Ai of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chunhao, died of a mysterious illness, and then the former Tang officials were gradually purged from the court, and the twelve imperial armies were all under the control of Emperor Gengshi.
For a time, the traces of the former Tang Dynasty from the inside to the outside of the Dachong court were getting weaker and weaker, while the authority of Dachong Emperor Shang Yang was getting stronger and stronger. Under his diligent governance, Dachong gradually became like a prosperous age.
The afterglow of more than 600 years of the former Tang Dynasty seemed to be completely far away from the newly reborn Dachong. Even many literati and poets who used to think of themselves as the Tang Dynasty elders also took the opportunity to hide in the deep mountains and valleys.
In the northwest streets of the Chongshen Capital, in front of the spacious Mingtang of Prince Yong's residence, several servants were sweeping the fallen leaves on the stone pavement. The long brooms were dragged on the ground, making a slight and small friction sound.
"This dragon bud before the rain is worthy of being a tribute that the emperor likes. It has a unique fragrance. In this aspect, other tribute teas, including the imperial tea, are inferior."
The eighteen-year-old King Yong Shangjun was sitting in the main hall of the palace, with a noble air on his face, a hint of purple between his brows, and a graceful and natural demeanor.
"No wonder, even our brothers can only get three cents and three cents from the clan's government every month, and nothing more." King Yong casually placed the tea cup in his hand on the side.
On the coffee table.
"My father wants our brothers to become dragons and phoenixes, but he is also worried about his future prospects, so he looks at things from an inconspicuous place. My father's methods are silent and impressive."
The middle-aged scholar sitting cautiously aside said softly: "Dragon bud tea, after all, has a trace of dragon energy... The so-called dragon bud tea originally grows on the dragon veins of the previous dynasty, and can be nourished by the remaining energy of the dragon veins.
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"It's just that, as the saying goes, you can turn into a true dragon when you encounter water. Nowadays, when true dragons are in power, only those who have the desire to become a dragon can truly take death in the right way. Therefore, you must never turn into a dragon in the wind and rain."
"Dragon buds before the rain are the most suitable for the emperor's heirs. They do not overstep their duties, but can also consolidate the nobility of the princes. This is the hard work of the emperor and his elders!"
"My father's painstaking efforts, needless to say, sir, none of our brothers can understand that this is the love and care for our brothers. Father and son turned against each other, brothers turned against each other and turned into hatred. The lessons of more than 600 years in the former Tang Dynasty are still vivid in our minds.
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Prince Yong Shangjun had a heavy look on his face. He was well aware of the worries of the current emperor, and he also knew the crux of Emperor Gengshi's worries. He had already seen through them in the past few years.
"Taizong of the Tang Dynasty killed his brothers and imprisoned his father, Emperor Mingzong of the Tang Dynasty killed his sons and his younger brothers, Emperor Daizong of the Tang Dynasty imprisoned his father and his sons. The lessons of the former Tang Dynasty were so cruel that my father always felt terrified when he thought about them."
Prince Yong's expression was calm and he said calmly: "Especially, my father has won the Zen throne of his grandson, and Emperor Ai's death is unclear, which only aggravates the panic in my father's heart."
Zhen Daoxue frowned, looked at the servants on the left and right, hesitated for a moment, and called out softly: "Your Highness, be careful, the walls have ears."
"Do walls have ears?"
Prince Yong seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He looked around and saw a well-known servant standing in front of the corridor with an expressionless face, like a zombie, wearing clothes with the logo of Prince Yong's Mansion, standing quietly and bowing.
"Although my Prince Yong's palace is infiltrated like a sieve by several brothers and my father, the people in this main hall are still worthy of trust."
"Otherwise, I would not have invited you here. I am my father's son. Naturally, I am not afraid that my father will be really angry. At most, I will just give him a scolding."
"However, if my father knew that your husband, the demoted number one scholar of the former Tang Dynasty, had come to visit Prince Yong, your head would be in danger immediately." Prince Yong, or the Emperor of Dongyue, looked at Zhen
The Taoist look on his face made him laugh softly.
Having said that, Prince Yong didn't care about the change in Zhen Daoxue's expression. He raised his head and looked at the roof. It seemed that through Prince Yong's palace, he saw the golden dragon of luck entrenched above the Great Chongshen Capital.
This golden dragon of luck is entrenched in the sky above the city of God. It is supported by the wishes of hundreds of millions of living beings. It is glowing with an upright and bright light, and a faint golden light envelopes the four cities of the city of God.
A faintly visible Buddhist '*' character flashes on the forehead of this lucky golden dragon, absorbing the will power of all people and investing it into a certain great existence in the dark.
"This must be Baoguang's handiwork..." Prince Yong Shangjun or Emperor Dongyue had some consciousness. He looked at the golden dragon of luck in the sky above the city for a while, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
"You don't want to die personally, but you just put this ray of radiance of Buddha nature on the Buddhist faith, and want to give birth to a golden body of Dharma again, so as to completely control this world line?"
"However, I'm afraid that before you can give birth to a golden body, I will kill all the Buddhist beliefs on this world line." Prince Yong sneered in his heart and tightly grasped the handle of the chair.
This is an almost insignificant time in the billions of games between Dongyue Emperor and Baoguang Tathagata. The two innate supernatural beings have countless rays of light falling into countless world lines and timelines.
This Prince Yong is a partial extension of Emperor Dongyue, but as the other Baoguang Tathagata, he has no intention of ending up personally. Instead, he falls into a rather peculiar state, waiting for the opportunity to really take action.
The game between those with innate supernatural powers is so unreasonable, even if this great world is just a timeline or world line in the 128,000 futures.
However, under the rays of light of these two great innate supernatural beings, the existence of this Golden Imperial World has also undergone subtle changes in its nature.
It seems fictitious and illusionary, true and false, everything in the Dachong world is both real and false, and the only gamers in the world are Dongyue Emperor and Baoguang Tathagata.
A competition at this level has nothing to do with magical powers, it is a real competition of mental strength. Every victory and every loss is not only related to the ownership of worlds, but also a process of stabilizing future variables.