I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 453 Immortal Source
The empress of the Song Dynasty went on a personal expedition, and met the Tang army on a narrow road in Aoshan.

Yue Fei, who had been fighting separately, gathered all the troops of the Song Dynasty and fought against the Tang army at the foot of Mount Ao.

This fight changed the situation, the sun and the moon were dimmed, and the coaches on both sides used the formation of troops to the extreme.

The participating generals, if they watch carefully, their command ability must at least rise to a higher level.

Li Jing has been famous for a long time, and he is well-known outside, of course, everyone is not surprised.Yue Fei on the opposite side can be said to have become famous in one battle, and he could instantly be among the masters of military strategists in the Six Dynasties by virtue of this battle.

The situation on the battlefield was indistinguishable. The Song army, which had an absolute superiority in numbers, and with the support of Her Majesty the Empress at the forefront, had a fierce battle with great morale.

After the war, Li Jing, Duke Ying of the Tang Dynasty, sent someone to invite the Emperor of Tang, bluntly saying that the Song Dynasty had regained its strength and it was difficult to capture it easily, and the price to be paid by forceful occupation was too high.

The two sides had a tacit understanding, and no one publicized the battle to the outside world. After the war, Tang retreated, and the Song people did not pursue it.

Soon, the two countries exchanged envoys and resumed diplomatic relations. Yue Fei, who had freed up his hands, swung his troops northward, drove privet out of the Central Plains, and took back the Yanyun Sixteen States in one fell swoop.

The Song Dynasty returned to the ranks of the powerful countries of the Six Dynasties, and the empress Zhao Fujin's prestige once again rose unprecedentedly. Yue Fei rushed to Jiangnan Road without dismounting his horse and undressing his shirt.

Kaifeng Mansion, Bianliang.

The first city of the Six Dynasties has regained its former prosperity, and many shops have been moved from the ghost market to the ground.

Killing so many officials and tyrants left Bianliang with a large area of ​​land deed real estate, all of which were sold off by the court or rewarded officers and soldiers.

What happened in Bianliang is not new. The Tang Dynasty had the Xuanwu Gate, and the Ming Dynasty had the Jingnan Change. Compared with them, those in the Song Dynasty can only be regarded as insignificant.

However, if these three things are juxtaposed, I am afraid that Tang and Ming will not be willing, because no matter how much they make trouble, it is also an internal matter of the royal family, and Da Song was beaten by the barbarians, which can be said to be humiliating.

In fact, there are many shops in the ghost market, which are engaged in regular business. These people usually choose to surrender after they figure out the situation.

And behind them, there are often some serious ancient temples and Taoist sects.
Of course, there were also some who were robbed by Baimao and the others, and the losses were worthless.

Now that Bianliang has opened a bazaar exclusively for monks, they will not give up the idea of ​​doing business in Bianliang, because any sect needs money.

As a result, many monks also started to run to Bianliang because they wanted to buy some raw materials for refining magic weapons or alchemy.

What's more, Bianliang's official school is about to hold a hero meeting to discuss how to evaluate the rank of the world's strong.

This is an unprecedented event, and it is also a great excitement. Many people come here admiringly, to see where they can be ranked.

Inside the main gate, Li Yu stood outside the main hall with his hands behind his back, welcoming the people who came to the meeting.

Regarding his move, many elders in the sect expressed their incomprehension, and privately felt that the head teacher was a bit too high on himself.

This kind of thing should be done by someone with absolute authority. Of course, no one knows how powerful the head teacher is.

He fights against people, either assisting his teammates behind the scenes, or assassinating secretly.

The outside world has hardly heard of the record of fighting head-on, but Pan Jinlian, who he trained, killed Monk Huicheng silently, no matter how he thinks, he himself is not far behind.

Li Yu smiled and greeted the people from the Taixuan Palace of the Great Tang Dynasty. A Taoist priest from the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Great Ming Dynasty came just now.

Suddenly, a figure came slowly from the foot of the mountain. He was wearing a very special monk's robe, embroidered with some flame-like patterns.

He raised his eyes, looked at Li Yu, bent down and said, "Chen Shuozhen, a monk from Dayun Guangming Temple, came to pay a visit."

"Da Guangming Temple?"

Li Yu's heart skipped a beat, his five-element decree was a relic of Da Guangming Temple.

"It's Dayun Guangming Temple. This temple has disappeared in the Central Plains for too long, and the name has been mispronounced." Chen Shuozhen laughed.

Li Yu nodded and said: "Niwan, take this Zen master to the wing to rest, and wait until the day of the grand meeting, and then invite the Zen master to attend."

Dayun Guangming Temple is a mysterious place. I didn't expect there to be monks.

exactly this
Of course, it is also possible that someone pretended to be someone. At Fang La's side, there was also a survivor who said that he was a survivor of Dayun Guangming Temple.

Chen Shuozhen glanced at Li Yu, his eyes were very strange, no matter which side you looked at, his eyes were very clear, but it just made Li Yu feel a little weird.

Soon, at the gate of the mountain, there were a few more ghostly figures wrapped in strong clothes, holding strange-shaped weapons, and came together.

"Datang, six doors."

Li Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, said some polite words, and asked his disciples to lead them into the back mountain.

More and more people came, but none of the powerful people came. I don't know if they didn't show up, or they really didn't bother to come.

Li Yu didn't care about this in the slightest. Someone must do this matter, and the successor of the Taiping Dao is just right.

As the saying goes, do your part, as for whether people in the world support or not, I don't care about it for a while.One day, most of the people in the world will be divided according to their own ranks, and even if the rest don't come, they will be ranked by the good people based on their past records.

There are too many barriers among monks in the world, competing, hating, and killing each other
Take Dayun Guangming Temple just now as an example, no matter how beautiful they were in the past, there are only a few remnants left, scattered in the Six Dynasties.

Many of the spells of Dayun Guangming Temple have also been lost.The loss of each exercise means the dissipation of the wisdom of countless people for thousands of years.

Moreover, the chaotic cultivation environment makes it easy for people like the monk with a scarlet head to practice his way, and the monks are even more unscrupulous. As long as they want to, they can easily harm the people.

Standardizing the ranks of monks is only the first step in Li Yu's plan, and the next step is to standardize the criteria for monks.

He glanced at the mountain gate, and there were few people coming. Li Yu insisted on leaving the mountain gate and returning to his small building until sunset.

There was a light in the small building, Li Yu habitually thought that it was Jinlian who came to tidy up the room, opened the door and went in, only to find that it was a more mature and charming beauty than Jinlian.

She was sitting in front of the mirror, with black hair and red face, and she was doing her makeup in front of the mirror. Her movements were also indescribably elegant. It wasn't because everyone's lady didn't have such temperament, it was Wu Shun.

Li Yu stepped forward, bent down, put his arms around her shoulders lightly, and said with a smile, "Have you eaten yet?"

Being pressed against the black hair on the sideburns by his lover, Wu Shun even warmed the roots of his ears, and his small and shiny earlobes were tinged with crisp red, just like cherries.

She whispered: "Not yet, I made a dish of steamed lamb to eat with you."

Li Yu twitched his index finger. This is Bianliang's delicacy. The lamb meat is steamed to a crisp, topped with apricot cheese, which enhances freshness and relieves greasiness.It seems that Wu Shun has not been idle since he came.

"Daddy is going to the Tang Dynasty to guard the spirit of the late emperor."

Li Yu asked in astonishment, "When did it happen?"

"left already."

Li Yu was speechless: "That's too courageous, who did he take?"

"I only brought a few nursing homes at home."

The relationship between Warrior Xun and Li Yuan should not be fake. When Li Yuan was dying, he asked to see Warrior Xun.And Li Shimin personally sent someone to pick him up. Although he caught up with him for the last time, he quickly returned to Bianliang.

After returning, warrior Xun was sad day and night, and Li Yuan's tomb would be closed in a few days. Warrior Xun finally proposed to go to Chang'an to guard Li Yuan's spirit.

This is really a good story of a monarch and his ministers getting along well. Li Yu has no reason to object, but he always feels that something is wrong.

"Forget it, let him go. If something happens, I will go and save him myself."

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief at Datang's withdrawal of troops and re-establishment of friendship. This neighbor is like a volcano that could erupt at any time, making people fearful.

He thought for a while and said, "It just so happens that a mission is going to Datang these few days. I'll send someone to stop your father and give him a break. The journey may not be peaceful."

Wu Shun came back to his senses, touched Li Yu's forehead, and said with a smile, "You are so kind."

Li Yu picked her up, and the two of them hugged each other, teasing and drinking, and they were lingering.

Jiangnan Road, beside the Qiantang River.

Two Taoist priests were lighting a fire by the river, and Wang Chongyang was full of worries. These days, he completely followed the instructions of the head teacher, and helped some kind-hearted people along the way, but encountered bad luck.

They had just met a lame beggar in Suzhou who was being beaten by a group of beggars.Wang Chongyang saw that his conversation was not like ordinary beggars, so he helped him drive away the group of beggars and had a few conversations.

Talking and talking, I realized that he was originally a scholar in the town, but because his family was poor and couldn't afford to spend money to catch the exam, he begged for it with the girl from the brothel he was acquainted with.

It wasn't until he passed the examination and returned to his hometown that he learned that the lover in the brothel, in order to make money for him, took many clients from the country gentry with a bad reputation, and was tortured to death.

The scholar regretted his whole life, was muddleheaded, did not return to Beijing to report, and has been living on the streets since then.

Wang Chongyang thought of the head teacher's words, but he wanted to help him but he was powerless, people cannot be resurrected after death, even if the head teacher came personally, he couldn't save a person who had been dead for a long time.

Even if Lan Daoxing and Wang Chongyang healed the scholar's leg and helped him return to Bianliang, become a high-ranking official and live a decent life, his beloved woman would never come back.

Lan Daoxing felt bad. After treating the beggar, he found that he was still decadent. He believed that he would live this kind of life again, or even worse.

Wang Chongyang let out a long sigh and said: "In the world, lust and evil fate, idiots and resentment towards women are all vain. The way to live forever is so difficult. You have to get rid of distracting thoughts and keep your heart clean. It is natural to practice."

Lan Daoxing didn't quite believe it. He held the sword in his hand and looked around in a daze.

When he was going down the mountain, he said that he would kill all the injustices to prove the truth in his heart, but at the moment he was holding a sharp sword, he just couldn't use his strength.

Full of worries, the two continued to walk on Jiangnan Road, and met a gray-haired old man by the river. The old man threw himself into the river suddenly and was rescued by two people.

After asking, he found out that his wife died early, and he raised a son through hard work alone, and the father and son depended on each other for life.Unexpectedly, a few days ago, he was suddenly seriously ill. In order to see a doctor and buy medicine, his son spent all his savings and sold the property, but he could only hang his breath without dying, and his condition could not be cured.

In order to continue to pay for the medicine, his only son desperately took care of the job, and finally vomited a mouthful of blood at the pier, dying of exhaustion.

There was nothing greater than death, Wang Chongyang fell into silence, they saved the old man, but sooner or later he would commit suicide.

When he got the news of his son's death, he couldn't go on living. No matter how many times he was saved, he still wanted to die in the end.

Wang Chongyang couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he sighed again, and said: "Everyone in the world suffers, and their families are tied down. Although they are busy all day long, they still can't take care of themselves, so how can they devote themselves to cultivating the Dao. If a person can't abandon his small family, In order to seek the great way, the road of practice will eventually be empty."

Lan Daoxing ignored him, snorted coldly, and continued walking forward.

With a splash, the old man fell into the river, and Lan Daoxing froze without turning his head. With a movement of his fingers, he ended the pain of the struggling old man in the river.

Jiangnan Road is now a purgatory on earth, and such a miserable thing can almost be encountered within a few steps.

Soon they came across a third, this time a thug waiting to die by the side of the road, covered in bruises.

He was originally a nursing home of a wealthy family. When his master was bullying his tenants, he was injured by a passing chivalrous man.

When he returned to his master's house, he was kicked out again, unwilling to pay the high medical expenses.

The reason why he was the dog's leg of this family was because he had been favored by this family when he was a child, and he had always been loyal.

At this time, he was about to die, and he was worried about his mother being left alone, so he couldn't help but feel sad and wept loudly.

Lan Daoxing, who has always been jealous of evil, has also been fooled. This person is undoubtedly a villain, but he knows how to repay his kindness, and his filial piety is commendable.After he died, the old mother was indeed left unattended, and her fate was miserable.

But was the knight who killed him wrong?
No.

Wang Chongyang sneered, and dragged Lan Daoxing away.

"Like this, if you go to the sky, you can't do a good job, let alone 81 piles." Lan Daoxing complained: "When will I go back to the mountains, I'm already tired."

But Wang Chongyang said: "Let's take our time. Traveling around the world usually takes more than ten years. How can we rush for a while?"

When going down the mountain, Lan Daoxing was full of excitement and wanted to eliminate all injustices; Wang Chongyang was very excited and wished to return to the mountain gate to practice soon.

At this time, the two people turned around
The two of them walked like this for a month, and when they came across No.80, some wonderful changes took place in their mentality.

This time it was a thatched cottage in a village. The family was bullied by a tyrant. Fortunately, no one died. A group of thugs were about to insult the younger sister of the family.

Lan Daoxing was about to draw his sword, but was held down by Wang Chongyang, stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

The thugs spoke arrogantly and swear words endlessly.

But Lan Daoxing still didn't do anything, he was no longer so impulsive, but asked: "You and this family are all born in poverty, why do you want to beat them who are also poor for the rich?"

The thugs blushed and scolded: "Fuck your mother, can I be like this bastard? Whose crotch is not tied properly, and the feathers of the two of you are leaking, you are looking for death!"

Brush ~ brush ~ brush.
After a while of dragon chant, Wang Chongyang stood holding the sword, a drop of blood dripped slowly from the tip of the sword.

With a long cry, he drew back his sword and put it back into its sheath: "Immortal life is precious, and there is no limit to people. Sin and blessing are forbidden, and fate is karma. The universal acceptance of enlightenment, the soul of the dead is born. The body can be reborn, and the heavens are heard. Today, I, Fang knows the source of immortality."

(End of this chapter)