There are people in the world who do not rely on merit and virtue to achieve enlightenment - Martial Ancestor Wang Ao, who smashed merit and virtue with his fist and benefited the world of martial arts.
When Jiang Wang saw the wise men, he was as heroic as ever.
A strong person like Mu Fuyao, who has already gambled on the chance of enlightenment and invested heavily in Jiang Wang, still cannot help but feel silent for a moment because of this calmness and confidence!
He even doubted whether the natural chasm that he had been overlooking for so many years and unable to reach actually existed.
How can detachment really be destined? Do we still have to choose the method of detachment?
Finally he just sighed.
"Perhaps if you shut yourself up behind closed doors, you will eventually become old and decayed. If you have no source of life, you will become a swamp. You should also go to Taixu Public School to feel the ever-changing mood of young people. I teach the world with the Tao, and the world teaches me with a pure heart."
"Then -" He looked at Jiang Wang: "As a gift of introduction to Cabinet Member Jiang, what else do I need to pay?"
After going through a long period of time, He clearly understands what is important. He negotiates the terms very frankly, and is not just talking about nice words: "I can cut at most three pieces of [Sunset Square Wood] of this size, and any more will be enough."
It hurts the roots.”
Jiang Wang used his fingertips to push back the [Sunset Square Wood] that he had pushed past, and held it in his hand: "I use it to practice cultivation, not to fight with it. One is enough."
"I will nominate you for the Taixu meeting on June 9th. During this period, you might as well stay at Bai Yujing Restaurant -"
"Shopkeeper Bai!" he called, "Sir Mu will stay in the building for a period of time. Please make arrangements for him."
Bai Yuxia, who had been listening to the noise outside, walked to the door again while eating melon seeds, with a troubled expression on his face: "Ah, this——"
Mu Fuyao handed over a bag of Yuanshi: "Mu sincerely knows that running a business is not easy, and I have to spend all my money here. Mu is responsible. If there are any deficiencies, please let me know."
Otherwise, you are expected to transcend!
It has always been just an ant that needs to be sensible. You have respected this situation and can handle everything. It is not easy!
"What are you talking about! Everyone who comes here is a guest, let alone an honored guest like Lord Mu!" Bai Yuxia put the Yuan Stone into his arms smoothly, and his wrinkled handsome face had already burst into laughter, and he said attentively
Turning around: "I'll move out for a few months and make room for you!"
Bai Yujing Restaurant is not small, but there are too many people living inside and outside.
Jiang Wang, Jiang An'an, Ye Qingyu, Chu Yao, Bai Yuxia, Lian Yuchan, Zhu Weiwo, Jingli, all of whom have lived in Bai Yujing Restaurant and have formal jobs, all have their own rooms.
Those who left like Lin Xian would have to live in a woodshed when they came back.
As fate would have it, I can only be counted as a guest. Now the guest room has been changed. If I want to stay here again, there is no room.
Xiang Xiang is the only person who has lived in Bai Yujing Restaurant permanently, but has never done any work. This guy doesn't mind just putting two stools together and sleeping, or hanging by a rope. Jiang Wang is afraid that he will affect the restaurant
Image, I still prepared a room for him.
Zuo Guangshu's room was indispensable. Although he did not boil water for a few days, he often came to rest when he traveled around the world. Because he had not officially gotten married, Qu Shunhua, who often came with him, also had a room ready.
Then Xiaowu and Brother Hu also have their own rooms here. They will always have a home here, even though they have never come to live here.
These rooms have been arranged separately, so it is not convenient for outsiders to live in them. Fortunately, shopkeeper Bai is very hospitable, otherwise it would be difficult to arrange...
Xianlong shook his head and said nothing.
But there was no need to worry about Shopkeeper Bai not living well. He built a luxurious house for his wife in Xingyueyuan, and gave the room in the building to Mu Fuyao, so that she could go home and enjoy it every day.
I don’t know why I am so busy with things.
Now the fairy dragon sits alone and can finally open the letter slowly.
…
At the same time, the Bone Shrine, which had been quiet for a long time, quietly opened the door.
The monks who were sitting here walked out of the palace, turned around again, and came to the Yama Palace.
As the established core of the underworld, the importance of Yama Palace has become more and more known as the underworld gets closer to the real world.
But this is not the first time monks have come here. Those gods, ghosts and ghosts who are mixed here, some who are aware of the interests, and some who are not aware of the interests, have long since become aware of the interests.
Besides, all the palaces are silent now!
The ten Yama Palaces have already withered away, leaving only the Jiulun Palace with five palaces, where King Yama lives, and the Qifei Palace, where King Pingping lives with nine palaces.
Now Jiulun Palace is about to be destroyed!
Although there are countless shadows of ghosts flying around outside the palace; although the entire Jiulun Palace is radiant and majestic; although standing outside the palace, there is only one person who wants to attack this palace...
One person is enough.
The man in black clothes is wearing a knife, which looks like a vertical blade.
What about the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flying Soul Array, what about Yama Lord, the priesthood of Hades...
Hard to be a knife!
At the same Dongzhen level, he is qualified to challenge the original No. 1 Zhen in the Central Region and the No. 1 Zhen in the North. As for the True God Yama King hiding in Jiulun Palace... let’s not mention it.
True gods are not weak. Shinto also has heroes. The weak ones are those who borrow their duties to become gods. Because the power belongs to the Palace of Yama, this King of Yama is just borrowing it. Maybe given time, he can understand it. But Qin Zhizhen at that time was not
Qin Zhizhen is now.
"I've given you enough time to ask for help, to ask for help, and to think of a solution. But you seem... to have run out of skills?"
Qin Zhizhen said slowly: "I still only see ghost shadows!"
There was no sound in Jiulun Palace.
If begging for mercy is useful, Su She will not begrudge her dignity. If there is a chance to surrender, Su She will not be unable to bend down.
It was precisely because he understood that the reason why Qin Zhizhen came to his door had nothing to do with what he did that he felt desperate!
Wherever Da Qin's chariots crushed him, he himself was nothing more than a mote of dust.
The appeal to King Qin Guang for help fell into vain.
A call for help to Bowang Hou...cannot be contacted.
He kept calling the Buddha's name, but he knew in his heart that he would not receive the Buddha's mercy.
The current Ksitigarbha is not really smart!
He thought of the name that he didn't dare to think of, but he knew that if he really spoke, there would be no need for Qin Zhizhen, Yin Guan would curse him to death first.
And... why should you save him?
They did have a life-saving friendship, but it was not life-saving, it was life-threatening.
He hid in the corner surrounded by gold bricks and looked out through the crack in the door——
Dust and smoke are billowing, and the light is as cold as the moon.
Outside Jiulun Palace, Qin Zhizhen was dressed in black as iron. The sword he was about to strike was to clear the way for Qin's journey to the underworld.
Naturally, he hoped that this knife would cut more beautifully, and that everything in the underworld would be clearer before this knife.
It's a pity that the goal doesn't stop there. If you let King Yama grab it, he won't be able to pull out any roots.
It can be seen from this that Ksitigarbha has great ambitions, but the Yama Palace has not yet established a flesh-and-blood interest relationship with the underworld. Is it because Yin Guan killed the only Yang God, so that the dragons are leaderless and the past is cleared. Or is it because of Jing Guo and Qi
What about the country’s covert suppression?
With the first mover hunting [Ksitigarbha], it is reasonable for these two parties to have the upper hand in the underworld.
If the underworld is allowed to develop, the Yama Palace will quickly grow into a powerful place. This is why Qin Zhizhen struck here with a sword.
But as a new entrant into the game, he also had to consider whether the two parties that already had a plan would be disturbed when he struck.
As for the Chu State who also participated in the hunt... it would be best to meet him!
"Then so be it."
Qin Zhizhen didn't care whether the process was interesting or not, he just felt that his serious preparation was somewhat let down.
It's like moving to Xiaoshan, only to kill a mosquito.
He didn't even put his hand on the hilt of the knife, but behind him, a dense mass of ghost soldiers from the underworld slowly floated out that belonged to him. At a glance, there were tens of thousands of them, all transformed by magical powers.
No one in ancient or modern times has such abundant magical power.
Like Wang Yiwu, he can also serve as an army of ten thousand soldiers, but that is the original expression of the magical power of the military master.
He is different, he is purely a powerful supernatural power, which can fill the mulberry fields with floods and pile up huge amounts.
If you add [Wan Hua], regardless of losses, a hundred thousand ghost soldiers and a powerful army will not be inaccessible.
The only thing is... these ghost soldiers all need to be controlled by him. He can only instill simple orders and cannot promote too complex military formations. After all, it is impossible to compare with a truly powerful army. This is because he has refined the soul method.
The result of continuously strengthening spiritual thoughts.
But it can be said that——
As long as Jiang Wang can stand still, let him summon the Yama Palace, gather momentum to its peak, slowly build up the military strength, and arrange the 100,000 ghost soldiers in batches, plus those ghost officials and ghost officials at key nodes
With the support of the emperor, he can once again appear as the complete emperor of Yama... Even if Jiang Wang is the best in ancient and modern caves, he is still qualified to fight!
So the only problem is how to make Jiang Wang stand still.
Qin Zhizhen smiled knowingly and put the thought away.
From the vast mass of ghost soldiers behind him, two ghost generals suddenly walked out. They turned in the black mist and turned into black and white. The army was in great strength! Then came out a bull-headed horse face, a Styx boatman, and a stylus judge...
…there is another monk.
Monk?!
Qin Zhizhen suddenly pressed the knife and folded his body, and his body retreated directly, embedded in the void——
But a hand put on his shoulder and pulled him out of the void! He was pulled back to the underworld like a carrot.
At the moment when the carrot was unearthed, Qin Zhizhen had completely entered the fighting state, and the extremely sublimated small world spread out, with the soul [without clothes] and the Tao body [iron wall]! There was also the crown suit of the Emperor of Yama
, appears outside the body, standing in the underworld.
His [Yam Luo Temple] supernatural power is almost the embodiment of myth, and it is a legend that has been cherished by people for many eras.
When the underworld approaches the real world and legends become reality, he will also receive almost unlimited support in this world.
The underworld is almost his home field, which is one of the reasons why he took the lead in pioneering on behalf of Qin.
This Emperor of Yama was as powerful as a volcano erupting, so violent that the entire Yama Palace fell into darkness for a while!
But his hand let go of the handle of the knife again, because with his combat power raised to the limit, he had already seen the person coming clearly.
The fierce murderous intention suddenly disappeared like dust and smoke, and he said angrily: "There is no sound when you come here?"
"Hehe." The monk smiled and said, "Come and have a look."
He stood next to Qin Zhizhen, looking at the Jiulun Palace surrounded by thousands of ghosts. He saw that it was like a firefly in the night, crumbling, and he said in a rather sad tone: "This person is old to me."
"Oh?" Qin Zhizhen's eyes lit up.
What is a Yama King?
His body of the Emperor of Yama is not the same thing as that of the Lord of Yama!
How could the dignified Qin Zhizhen stick to so-called names? He could be called whatever he liked and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
But if this small life of King Yama can be exchanged for Jiang Wang's favor, then he will make a lot of money!
He was about to say, "Then I'll give you some face."
But the monk of all living beings had already spoken first: "But since I have offended Mr. Qin, I can't say anything. He has a right to die. From now on, I will have nothing to do with this beast... I will retreat."
"Huh?"
Before Qin Zhizhen could say a single word, the monks left in a hurry, as if they were fleeing.
He was left confused.
Does the person named Jiang respect me so much?
In such a large Taixu Pavilion, there are some who have eyes on the top of their heads, who sometimes have to show off at all times, some who can't walk when they see beauties, and some who cover their heads and pretend to be quail... they just don't respect their colleagues that much!
If something goes wrong, it must be a monster.
But now that Jiang Wang is gone, things have to continue.
It makes no sense that Jiang Wang doesn't care about himself, and he still wants to help Jiang Wang save someone from his sword.
He, the Qin cabinet member, also wants to save face!
It would have been very shameful for me not to be at the top for so long...
Either Jiang Wang opens his mouth and saves the favor, or King Yama keeps his life.
At this moment, he raised his hand and pointed. The black and white impermanence, the head of an ox and the face of a horse, the judge of life and death, led the army of ghost soldiers that appeared, and headed towards Jiulun Palace!
The ghosts and mist are dim and the dust is curling up, and the divine light is extinguished and the wind blows the lamp.
The divine light outside the palace dimmed little by little. Those shrill ghost cries were getting louder and louder, but they were getting further and further away.
Sushe sat on the throne of Lord Yama.
It's strange that he was unwilling and dissatisfied his whole life.
Starting from a small shop, there have been many open and covert fights, and many conflicts. I have been cheated by others, and I have also cheated many people. When I was rich, the shops were on the street, and the government and the public were prosperous. When I fell, I broke up my family and business, and I only escaped with my life.
Determined to become the first True Lord of Business after Liancheng True Lord Jin Qiuming, but in the end, by mistake, he embarked on the path of a killer...
After many narrow escapes, many struggles and hardships, I finally achieved the status of a true god, escaped the disaster of [Ksitigarbha], and avoided the liquidation of the Cursed Ancestor, but I was inexplicably trapped in such a desperate situation...
Just because his name is "King of Yama"!
But he was no longer so unwilling.
Is it because I finally recognized the reality?
Or is it because I finally saw the person outside Jiulun Palace, waited for that name, and heard the person say "you are old"?
He doesn't know.
Having almost killed that man once was probably an honor worthy of being celebrated throughout his life.
Of course it's all smoke now.
The door of Jiulun Palace, which was being opened from the outside in, seemed to him to be welcoming another world.
The disintegrating formation of ghosts and flying souls turned into ashes all over the sky. The traces of the escaped souls wandered in the air, like the ribbons of a dancing girl.
He didn't know why he thought of the long past, about the twenty-ninth year of Yuanfeng.
The lights are feasting, the singing and dancing are lively, and the hands and waist are soft.
He was a little drunk. In his drunken eyes, he saw a drunk man who had drunk too much. He covered his sleeves at the banquet and shouted loudly: "In my opinion, those who stink people with stuff are not as good as the Jubao Chamber of Commerce!"
Businessmen bring benefit to the world.
Jia Zhe is the leader of the world.
He once wanted to be a true king of business that was praised by everyone, and he wanted to see the truth through this! Why did it stink so much?
Money, where does it smell?
What's wrong with making money?
There is no noble sword in the world, nor is there any despicable means of making money!
Life is just a gamble, where the winner gets rich and the loser loses everything.
He looked outside the door, as if the mad man was standing in front of him. That promiscuous common man, that arrogant guy!
He was staggering in carrying a wine bottle.
She was pointing her finger at him and laughing wildly!
He also smiled. A dice was spinning in his hand, but before the result came out, he clasped his fingers together and finally said: "Busty and bustling, come for money, go for money!"
Then it became a wisp of blue smoke and followed the ghosts away.
No matter life or death, people with different paths can never convince each other.
When Qin Zhizhen hung up his sword and walked into Jiulun Palace, he did not feel any resistance. Although this was not a difficult task, it was indeed too easy. This King of Hell in the underworld is more fragile than imagined.
He slowly approached the big seat of Yama, and was about to analyze the manifestation of the priesthood of the underworld, but on the gold brick in front of the big chair, he saw a line of small characters carved with knives and coins.
The word says——
"Decades of ups and downs in the business world are like a dream. For more than ten years, walking on the edge of a knife can't help but hang your head!"
Final signature——
"Linzi Sushe, the first seat of Yama."
Are you actually from Linzi?
No wonder he and Jiang Wang are old.
Qin Zhizhen thought so casually.
“Interesting!”
He crossed it casually without erasing the trace.
In any case, Su She has been here before. It is indeed the first Yama in Jiulun Palace.
…
…
In the narrow alley of Yulifeng, Linzi, Chongxuansheng had promised Xu Fang that he would use the destruction of Jubao Chamber of Commerce to bury Xu Fang with him.
Later, it was actually done.
But without Su She's life, it would not be complete.
I once thought that I had died outside Linzi City, but I never thought that this man was also tenacious and wandered around, and actually sneaked into the Hell without Gate, and then walked to the Palace of Yama.
Life’s encounters are the same!
All the monks stood in the empty Mingchen Palace, twisted their remaining thoughts, put up a stick of incense, and paid homage to Xu Fang who was buried in Ganma Mountain from afar.
The famous man is down and out, now he is drunk!
Jiang Wang said that he would not care about Su She's life or death. There are three main reasons why all the monks came here.
One is to commemorate Xu Fang.
The second is to talk to Qin Zhizhen about those two sentences.
With Mu Fuyao's strength, there is no problem in taking charge of Taixu Public School, and teaching in Chao Wen Dao Tiangong's rotation is also very important.
It is undoubtedly a good thing for Taixu Pavilion to have such a powerful Yang God join Taixu Pavilion to help maintain the Taixu Iron Rule, and other cabinet members will certainly not refuse.
But truth is truth, and reality is reality. Right things may not always be supported.
Take people's money and eliminate disasters for them.
Since Jiang Wang has taken this [Sunset Square Wood], he must bring Mu Fuyao into Taixu Pavilion without fail. Therefore, he must get as much support as possible before the next Taixu meeting.
Originally, Qin Zhizhen did not owe him any favors...
Now I owe it.
You, Qin Zhizhen, killed my old friend, but I didn't say a word, and even gave up my seat to avoid him. Why do you want to oppose me when I elect a headmaster of Taixu Public School who meets all the requirements? Jiang is not strong-minded.
Huh?
As for the third reason for coming today...
All the monks raised their eyes and looked at Qifei Palace.