Jiang Wang couldn't feel any emotion in his sight.
The small Bao Xuan Mirror is nothing more than vegetation in the eyes of this living god.
For the purpose of protecting Bao Xuanjing, the Dharma Minister of Heaven and Man spoke: "Fellow Taoist Xuanjing, what are you seeking when you go to the Heavenly Palace?"
Having uncovered this matter, next question!
Bao Xuanjing said "Oh!" at first, stood up hurriedly, and looked at Jiang Wang boldly: "My grandfather often said that when I open my eyes, I am curious about everything - Daoist Jiang, I want to know, what is dripping from Daoist Yuanye?"
What is the light?"
He still had to ask.
It also fits the attitude of a gifted child.
The truth lies in innocence!
Jiang Wangdao: "The wilderness is the son of the gods, and is a sacrifice in the Temple of the Kingdom of China. At this moment, the original god came down, and this body probably can't bear it - what you see is the spiritual collapse of the wilderness itself. The wilderness is dead, and now
It seems that his body cannot support it for long."
The appearance of gods and humans is not hidden from the original god, just as he does not hide the information he receives from gods and humans.
Yuan Ye's face was expressionless.
Bao Xuanjing opened his mouth and stood there a little surprised and a little scared.
I was very satisfied in my heart.
His eyes passed by the nun Yuzhen diagonally in front of him and looked at Jiang Wang who was sitting there.
The former White Bone Saint and the White Bone Taoist Fetus' only regret are all within his gaze.
He felt that his gaze was like a long sword that could easily penetrate these two people - if it were not in Chaowendao Heavenly Palace, but somewhere else.
The feeling of coming out of the Netherworld is not pleasant, because he has changed from a great existence that owns everything, controls everything, and is immortal with the Netherworld, to a weak existence that can be hurt, suppressed, and even killed.
From then on, the word "out of control" appeared in his life, and he had to feel it for a long time.
There are too many people and things in this world that do not follow his will.
But it won't always be like this.
Coming out of the Nether World is a necessary step.
He is not like those losers who have lost their ambition and are lying in false eternity. He does not think that he has an end, and he does not recognize that he remains at the height of the Netherworld gods.
But entering the human world as a Nether God is really the most difficult thing. In this matter, it is not as convenient as a Mao God.
The stronger you are, the more you are resisted. The weaker you are, the more you are ignored.
He tried his best and planned for a long time, and finally created a white bone Taoist body that was harmless to humans and animals, and was truly born into a human being.
All the heavens and the outside world are looking up at the center. In the netherworld, he has also been looking at the present world for a long time. He has always been looking at flowers in the mist and the moon in the water. There is always a layer of ignorance.
Now that the world is open to him, he greedily absorbs everything in this world. He also firmly weaves the original idea into reality step by step.
But before we can really take the big step towards the throne of the living gods, there is still a problem that needs to be solved——
That is whether contemporary living gods still have the meaning of achievement.
This shouldn't be a problem!
But the living gods standing in front of the stage now are really not what people expect.
The situation of the only two living gods in the world... doesn't seem to be very good.
The royal power of the grassland suppresses the power of God, and God Cangtu didn't even let out a fart - does He still exist?
After all, the original god is also a living god, possessing transcendent dignity - but he is too low-key!
After all, Cangtu God had enjoyed great success, and the Kingdom of God was a hegemonic country. There was even the possibility of unifying the world and becoming the supreme god in the world.
You, the original god, did not say that you would spread divine glory, spread faith, and prosper the Kingdom of God.
There is no need to hide and let others criticize you, like a watchdog, you have no style at all, right?
The divine light was still there, but the divine power could not be reflected. Bao Xuanjing doubted the importance of these two living gods.
Of course, he wouldn't really underestimate them.
There must be a reason for the gods to lose their respect. However, he was in the underworld in the past and was deeply resisted by the present world, and there was no way to understand this deepest secret.
Is it that the status of the gods in this world is not consistent with the current era? Or is it the fault of the Cangtu God and the original God himself?
He needs to understand clearly.
If it's the latter, it doesn't hurt. Cangtu God and Yuan Tian God are exploring the way for him, and he won't step on the pits they have stepped on again. If it's the former, then he needs to think about whether he has to give up long ago.
I have prepared the path to the gods in this world, and now I am looking for the door of transcendence.
He finally came into this world with great difficulty, and he will not fight against this world.
In fact, he came to Wen Dao Tiangong today not only to meet Jiang Wang, but also to understand the world - he knew that those who would come to Wen Dao Tiangong today must be heroes from all walks of life. The reality seen by different heroes
, gathered together, is the truth of this world.
Meeting the original god was an unexpected surprise.
The current state of Yuan Tianshen... is very problematic!
This is a huge opportunity! But is it possible that He is fishing?
In my ears, I heard the indifferent voice of the gods and humans: "Next."
Feeling how much Uncle Jiang cared about him, Bao Xuanjing sat down obediently.
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Xiong Zidu stood up.
In the majestic and majestic heavenly palace, a small standing figure sat down.
In the cramped and dark prison cell, a tall and tall figure stood up from a seated position.
This is the Fengdu Ghost Prison. Xiong Zidu, the prince of Chu, was stripped of his honor and imprisoned here for thirteen years.
No one could have imagined at the time that the Battle of the Qinchu River Valley in 3917 would actually become the point at which Xiong Zidu lost power. He was once so favored and had the same voice among both the government and the public. Once he disobeyed the emperor, he was instantly defeated.
Imprisoned.
But what is even more unexpected is that Xiong Zidu was imprisoned in a ghost prison, but his reputation was growing day by day.
In the great Chu, there is no rootless green duckweed.
A country with an extremely stable power structure and unbreakable hierarchies will not lose its reputation to those who have lost power.
Because "name" means "power".
Gradually many people realized it——
Xiong Zidu has neither lost his reputation nor lost his power.
It's just that this prince, who is loved by both the government and the public, is locked in the depths of the hell prison. Even those who want to burn the cold stove can't. The number of memorials asking the emperor to release Xiong Zidu increases every day. Here we are.
In recent years, it has become more like snowflakes, flying non-stop.
It was on this day. It was the third day of March in the year 3930 of the Tao calendar.
March 3rd is a festival for seeking children. It is said that in ancient times, a human emperor named Xiong was born on this day. Therefore, there is a saying that "March 3rd, Xuanyuan was born".
On this day, pray to God to give birth to Lin'er.
This day is the day when Chao Wen Dao Heavenly Palace opens.
It was also on this day that the ministers of the Chu court came according to the order and opened the door of the ghost prison!
Skylight penetrated a gap and expanded rapidly amid a heavy creaking sound.
Light is ever-changing, and the shadow determines the shape of the light. At this time, it changes from a stabbing spear to a fan.
Xiong Zidu was wearing prison uniform, standing quietly in front of the prison door with his hands behind his back.
There is no hairpin, no grooming, no gold and jade. The tired expression in the past has only been slightly reduced. Today, I just don’t speak, but I have an unattainable nobility, as if I am standing on the top of the mountains!
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The skylight that spread all the way in front of him became a staircase. From the deepest place in the country to the most glorious place in the country,
The straw in the cell seemed to have spirituality, automatically returning to the corner. Standing neatly, when the wind blew by, it suddenly resurrected into ears of rice, just like in the ridges of the fields - of course, when the ears of rice were full, they bowed their heads, momentarily worshiping the nobles.
By.
"I have a prince, born in Yuntai."
"Concerning the country, your loyalty will never change."
"I have worked hard on nine hills and been imprisoned for ten years."
"Virtue will guide the people's hearts, and the years will be fulfilled."
"Good-natured, humble and respectful."
"Restore his honorable name and return to the palace in Tai'an!"
Song Min, the Prime Minister of the Chu court, held the imperial edict in both hands and spoke one sentence at a time, his voice was loud and his steps were thick. From the opened gate of the ghost prison, he walked step by step into the depths of the ghost prison, and finally came to the door of Xiong Zidu.
Fengdu Yin, who had been following him, was like a black flag unfolding behind him, floating all the way over.
At this moment, he quietly took a step forward and opened the cell door.
There is no barrier between Song Min and Xiong Zidu.
Gorgeous official uniforms are outside the cell, and linen prison uniforms are inside the cell. The separation between inside and outside has never been strong.
Song Min raised his hands high and bent his whole body in an exaggerated manner: "By the emperor's order, I welcome His Highness back to the palace! Your Highness, you have worked hard these years!"
Except for him, all the eunuchs and palace guards were waiting outside the ghost prison. Because the ghost prison is such a strict place, even if the emperor declares an edict, no one can enter.
Xiong Zidu was born in Yunmengze. When he was born, auspicious clouds were in the sky, forming a magical platform. He had been in the ghost prison for many years, and he didn't just chat with the prisoners every day. He didn't have time to read and write.
He personally wrote annotations for the Confucian classic "Nine Hills" - this move was regarded by many as his goodwill towards Shushan.
The emperor released him from prison, but he did not say that he was innocent, nor did he say that he had redeemed his sins enough. He only said "years and months are over." But when he was thrown into Fengdu Ghost Prison, he did not say the year. Many people said
I thought I was being imprisoned until death, so I didn't think about the possibility of Xiong Zidu's resurrection.
Gu Chi stretched out his hands and silently took out a dress.
Although he was in charge of the ghost prison in the past, he treated Xiong Zidu without any pretense. Today he did not say a word, but he was extremely humble and respectful.
It seems that he is arrogant at first and respectful at the end, but both of them are just flattering.
Xiong Zidu glanced at him indifferently and gave him a kind evaluation in his heart. But he did not accept the dress.
"The dignity of the emperor does not lie in the ceremonial clothes?" He stepped out of the cell, grabbed the imperial edict, and walked away with Song Min. He used the imperial edict scroll as a whip and pointed it at the opposite cell: "In this cell,
This is my good friend, Dharma Master Brahma Guru."
In that cell, there lived a monk with a shiny head and a shiny head, sitting in front of the wall. His lips closed together silently, and he was reciting some mantra.
Although he is in a dark ghost room, the Buddha's light is faintly visible on his body, and he sits on straw like a lotus.
Xiong Zidu asked again: "Has the order I requested arrived?"
This letter of pardon from the emperor was not a request from him, but a long-standing decision and the emperor's intention.
And His intention is in His request.
"Here we are!" Gu Chi said respectfully: "This... Master Fanshijue, was imprisoned earlier because of a misunderstanding. Now it has been found out and he will be released without charge."
The edict arrived early, but the person to be pardoned in the edict had no name. He filled it in as Xiong Zidu opened his mouth.
Everything about the person "Master Fanshijue" began to be woven from then on. When they left Fengdu, the past of Fanshijue was established, the present of Fanshijue began, and the future of Fanshijue existed.
One word can change the world, but one thought can shake up a person's life?
How can this taste of power not make people intoxicated?
Wearing coarse linen clothes and sitting in a ghost prison for thirteen years, I was able to wake up a little at a moment like this.
And there will be many more moments like this in the future.
It will always be the case from now on.
Xiong Zidu, how do you wake up?
"I said that Master Fanjue doesn't look like a person who has done evil things. How could he be imprisoned here? It turns out to be a misunderstanding!" Xiong Zidu chuckled: "There are so many misunderstandings in this ghost prison!
"
Gu Chi lowered his head and said nothing.
The State of Chu has its own criminal department to punish crimes and evildoers, and it is not the turn of Fengdu Yin. The sinners in Fengdu Ghost Prison were never because of crimes.
"Your Highness." Song Min reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty and the officials are still waiting for you——"
"Let the mage go first." Xiong Zidu said quietly: "The mage has gone out, and I will go out later."
Gu Chi took two steps and stepped forward to open the prison door for Master Fan.
"I'll see the Master off," he said.
The chanting in this cell stopped all the time. Although there was no sound when he opened his mouth, when he closed his mouth, the ghost prison suddenly became less peaceful, and there was a kind of resentment that was difficult to eliminate.
The monk named "Fanshijue" pursed his lips and stood up slowly.
His mind is pure, but he also understands what this step means.
But he didn't hesitate.
After staying in Fengdu Ghost Prison for so many days, although he did not suffer much torture, he experienced a lot. He had been looking for the answer for a long time, and with the help of Xiong Zidu, he had found it. Xiong Zidu was right, they
should help each other.
He casually picked off a few straws on his prison uniform, placed them gently beside him, and walked out of the cell. There was a clear distinction between darkness and light, and now they were all standing in the light. In the continuous cells in the distance
, and there are many, many people locked in the shadows.
He didn't know Song Min, and he didn't really want to get acquainted with Gu Chi. He only glanced at Xiong Zidu quietly.
Xiong Zidu gave him an affirmative look.
He then turned around and walked to Gu Chi's side.
Song Min stood aside expressionlessly, watching this scene with only his peripheral vision——
Fan Shijue and Gu Chi stood in the fan-shaped skylight.
Gu Chi's body is illuminated by unobstructed light, surrounded by shadows. He stands in the light but is different from the light. The skylight seems to pass through his body, leaving only a human-shaped shadow.
The Brahma Master is like his bald head, reflecting all the light. In the light, he has a clear shape. Every detail is visible, as clear as jade.
The two of them are in the same light, alternating between light and dark.
Gu Chi drifted away like a cloud of darkness.
Master Fanjue followed Yin Guchi of Fengdu and walked out step by step.
At first they followed each other step by step, but gradually they grew lotuses step by step. The light of Buddha and the light of heaven could no longer distinguish each other.
Until Gu Chi and Fan Shijue had left, only the skylight remained at the gate of the ghost prison, like a huge light source.
Song Min, who was standing at the end of the light, turned sideways and made a guiding gesture: "Your Highness, please move forward."
Xiong Zidu then stepped forward, walking on bare feet.
The light outside the ghost prison was thrown in because of him, and now it swept out as he left. Every time he took a step forward, the darkness behind him followed.
Deep in the seemingly endless ghost prison, there was a dark wind blowing, and there seemed to be a faint voice in it - "Boy, are you leaving now?"
There are many "indefinite persons" imprisoned in Fengdu Ghost Prison. Several of them even existed when Fengdu Ghost Prison was established.
Or to put it another way - Fengdu Ghost Prison was built for them.
Xiong Zidu waved without looking back: "Let's go!"
Bang!
He took the last step, and the door of Fengdu Ghost Prison closed.