I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 156 Killing

After so many days, I can't ask for it.

The Ruijin Jue appeared in his consciousness like this, and Li Yu suddenly remembered the words of the dragon girl Ao Lie: The Taiping Sutra is for selecting people, not for people looking for sutras.

Is there such a wicked way?

But now is not the time to hesitate.

Gold is heavy, and it is often used for killing, and it is the way of killing.

But in this area, Li Yu couldn't feel any chilling or sinking spirit.

The breath of the earth behind him, his spiritual consciousness is extremely small on a grain of iron stone, compared to a stone, it is like a grain of sand in a river.

Slowly, the iron stone was worn away, and he was able to separate from the stone.The water washes over countless sandstones, among which are many golden stones filled with golden spirits.

The sun, the moon and the stars rose and fell, and I don't know how long it took. In the endless years, more and more iron stones were washed to one place.

There are ordinary iron stones, exotic metals, and even extraterrestrial cold iron, extraterrestrial meteorites
As the river washed away, more and more metals condensed.

After a magma, a fire came unexpectedly, burning them into molten iron, and the stones and soil in their bodies were all expelled.

Li Yu gradually felt that he had become a piece of refined iron, which was different from all metals but contained all metals.

I don't know how long it has passed, the wind and the sun, the frost and the rain, someone picked him up, he was very happy, his eyebrows were beaming, his expression of joy seemed to have met his destined lover, in the hot furnace, he continued to burn himself Forged, hammered.

The pure power of the golden spirit is flowing, happily merging, transforming, and reuniting.
Finally, cast by the blacksmith, he became a sharp dagger, sharp enough to pierce everything!
The owner of the dagger has changed one after another. There are heroic heroes and villains who are wretched and gloomy, but they all regard the dagger as a treasure.

Flesh, blood, broken bones.
Every time it is used, it kills.

Emperors, generals, heroes.
Every dead soul showed unwillingness.

Every assassination will shock the world, people began to regard it as an ominous blade, and took various names.But none of these can stop people from fearing and yearning for it. No one wants to own it, and no one is afraid of encountering it.

Li Yu is in this dagger, and every time it is unsheathed and unsheathed, it is legendary and bloody.

I don't know how long it took, but with the death of the previous owner, this indestructible dagger was buried in dust.

It lay quietly in the mud, still sharp, still sharp, but no one used it to kill people anymore.

Li Yu quietly felt the familiar soil, the familiar land, and the familiar dust around him.

After an unknown number of years, a grazing child dug out the dagger.

He was so happy that he gestured left and right with the dagger, carved, peeled, chopped vegetables with it, and sometimes even tickled it with its handle.

Later, he grew up, and the busy farm work exhausted his childishness. In a poor family, there was no meat worth cutting. Occasionally, there was a meal of vegetables for the Chinese New Year, and the dagger was thrown into the corner.

I don't know how long it took, the emperor believed in Buddhism and wanted to gather copper and iron from the people to cast a statue for the Buddha.

Together with many farm tools, the dagger was melted and cast into a giant Buddha. Countless people lost their working tools on this day.

After the Buddha was built, everyone was amazed at its solemnity and compassion.The Buddha twitched his fingers and smiled, everything in the world seemed so ridiculous and insignificant.

The common people who lost their agricultural tools and could not live at all rose up. Li Yu was in the Buddha statue, accompanied by this Buddha statue with compassionate eyes, and saw that when the war broke out, the land was red for thousands of miles, and blood flowed like rivers.

Fewer and fewer people came to worship Buddha, and the expressions on their faces became more and more frightened and helpless.

When this panic reached the extreme, those in power finally stopped placing their hopes on gods and Buddhas. They began to reflect on themselves and trust their own strength, but time was running out.

The world is in chaos, the anti-kings from all walks of life are attacking each other, all the people are left alone, there are ruins everywhere, ten rooms and nine empty houses.

The capital city with the Great Buddha has changed owners one after another, and the king's banner on the top of the city has changed. Finally, a warlord melted down the Great Buddha, forged countless weapons, and slashed and killed each other.

In the end, the victor established a dynasty. He collected all the weapons and turned them into farm tools.

Among the farm tools, Li Yu was lifted up and put down in the yellow earth along with every owner.

Digging wells, loosening soil, chopping firewood.
I don't know how long it has passed, the imperial court has changed several generations of emperors, and he wants to recruit all the people from all over the world to build a magnificent palace for himself.

A new cycle begins
"Kill."

Li Yu seemed to realize something in his mind, and kept repeating these two words silently.Since the birth of human beings, these two words have been inseparable. Even if there is peace, it is only a great peace. Fighting and fighting are happening in this land, everywhere, all the time.

And the general situation will not last long, and the peace will last only a few hundred years before the next world chaos.

Rebel, conquer, rule. Rebel, conquer, rule.
It's like a cycle that keeps going on, where there are people, there will be wars, it seems inevitable.Personal struggles and family vendettas are happening all the time.

Is it just a beautiful but unrealizable dream that the world is in harmony, the horses are set free on the Nanshan Mountains, and the weapons are stored in the warehouse?

After his spiritual consciousness thought of this place, the scene quickly disappeared, everything in front of him became blurred, and the white mist dissipated, like two worlds.

Li Yu came to a hall, where peerless magic soldiers were floating in the air.

On each of the divine weapons, huge golden letters flashed, indicating their origins.

Pangu Banner, Wonderful Tree of Seven Treasures, Dinghai Pearl, Fantian Seal, Five Elements Flag, Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, Hunyuan Jindou, Zhuxian Four Swords.
Each of them is a peerless magic weapon, and they all have shocking achievements.

What does the sharp gold formula lead people to realize?
Taiping Qing Lingshu never guides you with any powerful killing skills, it only guides you to enlightenment.

After comprehending one's own way, after success, the realm will naturally rise, and various spells will come at your fingertips.The original techniques are multiplied in power.

Because of his experience from the previous few times, Li Yu was a little impatient and eager to cultivate.

That's right, I'm here to walk the long river of time and space, and it's only a moment outside, and I'm cultivating within a limited lifespan. What a benefit, why should I be impatient?
It is equivalent to having countless extra time for no reason, to comprehend the nature of Taoism in this line of work.

This is the essence of the Taiping Sutra!

Li Yu sat on the ground, and soon, his body also floated up, just like all the magic soldiers.

Being in it, Li Yu recalled the wonderful journey he started as Tieshi, and then tried to look at the battles in this world from the perspective of a magic soldier.

　Back home, the update is a bit late, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)