Chapter 724 Book of Heaven, Earth, Freedom, Promotion!
Book of Heaven, what is it?
A magic weapon is a treasure that is based on the "Tao Fruit" and is tempered with all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It feeds on spiritual energy and contains magical power.
The best among them is also called Lingbao.
The ‘Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Ming’ is one of the most famous and most well-known powerful ‘spiritual treasures’ in mythology.
However, the difference is that the three legendary books of the Great Dao are not tempered by man-made ones, but are treasures born from heaven and earth and existing in all tribulations.
It possesses terrifying power that scares gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas.
"you……"
As if she realized something, Chen Xuanying immediately shut up and said nothing.
Zeng saw the Book of Heaven, which was his greatest opportunity. Not to mention the hateful-looking boy in front of him, even if he was a parent, he would never reveal a single word.
"Book of Heaven..."
The old man looked at a loss. He never thought that he would be related to these legendary things.
call!
Raising his hand, he pulled back the cuffs of Chen Xuanying, who had a guarded face and kept silent. Yang Yu gathered his thoughts and said seriously:
"The Book of Heaven is incomprehensible and there is no place to study it, but the promotion of Earthly One is not traceable. Please be patient and leave the rest to me."
"Xiao Jing, don't rush around too much. If you really can't do it, forget it. The old men on the left and right don't like to go out. Isn't it good to live their own little life guarding Montenegro?"
The old man pretended not to care.
In fact, he has lived a very comfortable life these years. Not only does he have enough food and clothing, but he can also help his fellow villagers.
Mother and son are now safe, and the eldest son who has been worried for many days is also back, so there is really nothing to worry about.
Yang Yu naturally knew what he was thinking, but...
Thinking of the little guy who was destined to be precious, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head. With such a 'living treasure' and 'big medicine', he really had no choice but to leave the old man and his mother-in-law in Montenegro.
"You go and accompany your mother-in-law."
Hearing another movement in the house, Yang Yu smiled slightly and dismissed the matter.
After the old man got up and entered the house, he closed his eyes, sensed, and flipped through the pictures of the Cold Water Pool in the Cauldron of Gluttony.
There are no magical secrets on this picture, but mostly the confessions of the various heads of the Taiyi Sect and the conversations between the two ancient immortals.
They may not have deliberately wanted to leave anything behind, but even these small talk are precious in today's era.
Among them, there are some slight records about the "Book of Heaven", "Earth" and "Shenting".
[...It’s difficult to raise a big dragon in shallow water! The Book of Heaven was finally broken due to the late emperor’s move, and the Book of Earth and the Book of the Underworld are not far away...]
[The emperor's cause is immeasurable. Returning the Book of Heaven to the Great Dao can be regarded as leaving only a glimmer of vitality to the world...]
[Unfortunately, the end of the catastrophe has come. Even if the emperor returns the power of the heavenly book to the great destiny, the world can only walk freely and be promoted, but it has no meaning...]
[The gods are too busy taking care of themselves, so what can the earth do? At the end of the tribulation, according to legend, the first god of the eight kalpas, Taoist Wanshou, also died...]
[It’s just that they were born at the wrong time... If they were born in the wrong time...]
[Isn’t it true that we were born at the wrong time? That monkey was born with nine orifices, a supreme and noble body, and was born with the seed of great supernatural powers. Didn’t he die before us...]
[That monkey is too unlucky. There are only nine tribulation demons in the world, and he can touch them...]
[I was born at the wrong time, and Mr. Lu has no chance to go to the cave, and you can't really be promoted to a heavenly master...]
[If you don’t reply, you surnamed Xu are really dead?!]
…
The few words of the ancient great immortal have become a secret that countless people cannot find in this world.
Chen Xuanying kept silent and regarded it as a taboo. In fact, there was no Heavenly Book in this world long ago. What he saw were just images left over from ancient times like a fairyland.
However, Lu Sheng's words only mentioned that after the Book of Heaven was broken, the earth could only promote itself and become as free as the gods.
But how to get promoted was not mentioned.
On the contrary, the descendants of the Taiyi Sect have exhausted all means and tried many methods in order to survive the catastrophe.
These include various attempts and thoughts on the path to earth.
This was the reason why he dared to take away the old man when he came this time.
"Book of Heaven..."
Suppressing the many distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu raised his eyes slightly and caught sight of the little eyes in the room. He glanced at them and the latter hurriedly avoided them.
This little guy...
Yang Yu laughed in his heart, got up, and entered the house.
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Huhu~
The cold wind roared from outside the fortress, blowing all over Longyuan, the northwest, and even Ding'an, Dongyang, Wanlong and other roads were also affected.
It has been cold and snowy for days.
On Ding'an Road, Youzhou, it was snowing heavily and extremely hot. Not only ordinary people, but also wealthy families were shivering in the cold wind.
The uprising of the Liansheng Cult was faster and more violent than anyone imagined. Almost overnight, all the eighteen prefectures in three states were under the banner of "Chuang".
But as the biggest beneficiary, Li Chuang was far less happy than others imagined. On the contrary, the disgust in his heart was growing day by day.
"In just one month, 130,000 people froze to death!"
In the small courtyard, there was a scene of solemn killing, and many scribes and staff members in the army remained silent in the face of their lord's anger.
"One hundred and thirty thousand, one hundred and thirty thousand!"
Under the fine brocade robe, Li Chuang's fingers were trembling and his face was ashen.
In the past few years, too many people had died in Ding'an Road, but at that time, he could still comfort himself with the fact that the city was not settled.
But now, in addition to Ding'an Daocheng, all the three states and eighteen mansions are in his hands, and so many people have died, which is unacceptable to him.
Being coerced and surrounded by people to start a rebellion, he was confused and frightened. He also woke up and asked himself but couldn't figure it out. But at least, he was not committing the crime for the purpose of killing people.
After taking a deep look at the trash in the room who could only say "General, calm down", and then thinking of the achievements of the northwest king in the file, he felt depressed and extremely frustrated.
"get out!"
He waved his hands and told the group of people to leave.
"well!"
He sighed softly and walked to the back hall. In the small room, a scribe in white was pouring himself a drink.
"Mr. Zheng, have you seen the Northwest King?"
After picking up a glass of wine, Li Chuang felt a little confused and a little ashamed:
"I once met the king of the northwest. He was a warrior with unparalleled martial arts skills. He was decisive and heroic, and he dared to be the first in the world.
As the master of the people, he eliminated the officials, measured the land and population, and the laws within the territory were strict, and the top and bottom were unified..."
"Compared with such people, can I, I... can a person like me really achieve anything?"
"King of the Northwest, Yang Prison?"
The wine glass fell heavily, and the scribe sneered:
"What's there to be afraid of withered bones in the grave?"
"Withered bones in the grave?"
Li Chuang frowned slightly: "What does Mr. Zheng mean by this?"
"Of course it means literally."
Zheng Changshe stood up and walked:
"Only in terms of martial arts, this person's talent is so high that even if we look at it for a hundred years, there are only a few people who can compare with it. But the great events in the world are not martial arts fights!"
He didn’t know how much he drank, and his steps were a little wobbly, but his words were very clear:
"However, this person has ten major shortcomings."
“Top Ten Disadvantages?”
Li Chuang frowned deeper.
"This man is addicted to martial arts and has become an idiot. He has ignored government affairs all year round and has neglected his power. This is one of them.
Secondly, he comes from a humble background and has no connections and influence. He relies entirely on Wanxiang Mountain to make his cause known as the Northwest King, but in fact he is just a chess piece of Wang Muzhi..."
"Thirdly, he is greedy by nature and plunders the big and small families in the territory wantonly, and has no desire to be a nobleman..."
"Fourth, he is stingy. He clearly has a lot of land in his hands, but he has never been rewarded with an acre..."
"Fifth, it emphasizes craftsmen and despises literati..."
"Sixth, it dispersed the elite troops of the Northwest Road, but did not recruit them aggressively, so that the new army only had more than 100,000 people, which was not enough to defend the territory..."
"Seventh, he has made too many enemies..."
…
Zheng Changshe talked so eloquently about the many shortcomings of the Northwest Road that Li Chuang was a little surprised and confused.
"General, a humble background is nothing, a husband is a man who can bend and stretch. That Yang Yu acted too domineering and selfish, made too many enemies, and the shortcomings are too deep..."
"The secret agent once reported that the people in the northwest road are clearly attached to..."
Li Chuang reacted.
"wrong."
"The General is terribly wrong!"
Zheng Changshe shook his head repeatedly:
"What is the hearts of the people? Does the general think that the hearts of those traffickers and lackeys are the hearts of the people? In fact, it is not the hearts of the powerful families, gentry, warriors, and men of letters."
"This general disagrees with Mr. Zheng's remarks."
Li Chuang's face twitched.
These words made him very uncomfortable.
"General! You are no longer the postman you once were. You must change your mind. You must not abandon the good and pursue the bad."
Zheng Changshe spoke with sincerity and sincerity:
"Let me ask, from ancient times to the present, who has won the world by relying on traffickers and lackeys? It is Zhang Yuanzhu..."
"Mr. Zheng, a certain family has little education and not much literacy. But what you said is wrong!"
Li Chuang raised his hand to interrupt Zheng Changshe's words, and Li Chuang had a rare expression of indifference.
"General..."
Zheng Changshe's face looked a little ugly.
"I, Li Chuang, am no more than a postman from Qingzhou!"
After that, he walked away without looking at the ugly Zheng Changshe behind him.
Huhu~
In Youzhou City, the wind and snow were heavy and there were few people.
When Li Chuang came out of the yard, his heart became more open. In these years, his heart was actually very depressed.
Just as Zheng Changshe said, Yang Yu opened up the northwest foundation with the help of Wanxiang Mountain, but is he not like this?
But Yang Yu still has unparalleled military power, so what does he have?
Lianshengjiao, Qiankun Cave, aristocratic families, powerful country squires, martial arts sects...
All kinds of forces were mixed together, making him tireless and exhausted both physically and mentally.
"It shouldn't be like this..."
In the wind and snow, he murmured to himself.
And beyond his expectation, a response came from the wind and snow:
"Yes, it shouldn't be like this."
"who?"
Li Chuang was startled, pressed his knife, stood on guard, and turned around.
At the end of the alley in the wind and snow, there seemed to be scattered firelight. He approached slowly and saw a small temple half as tall as a person, filled with incense.
There is a clay sculpture in the temple that looks like a Buddha or a god.