God and mystery

Chapter 7 When the heart arose, he lived forever in the purple garden
"How can you know about death if you don't know the truth of life?
"If you want to know the situation after death, you should know the situation before you die."

After Ji Xiang finished speaking, he heard a slight exhalation in his ears, and Zhu Changluo seemed to have a double image in his eyes, as if there were two people standing in front of him.

Zhu Changluo pondered for a while, no longer asked about death, but asked about life:

"What is the so-called principle of life that the Taoist priest?"

Ji Xiang lowered his head slightly and responded:
"Life is my life."

"When a person is alive, life and death are in his own hands. Changes in the outside world are generated by the heart. They can't be buried in the ground, and they can't reach the sky. This is called my life, not in the sky."

"His Royal Highness should also understand that these things are controlled by yourself, and you should not ask for it. You don't even understand this life. How can you expect a better life after reincarnation?"

My destiny is up to me, and it will become a golden elixir for billions of years.

This is what Ge Hongzhen said at first, and later the strong name of Liang Dynasty and Zhang Boduan of the Northern Song Dynasty also quoted this sentence in their writings.

The moment of birth, the moment of death, and the fate it brings, are all innate.But only this "my life" can be controlled by oneself.

All the people of Taoism in the past dynasties have implemented this idea.

Why practice?
Because of the destiny set by the gods, to resist it, this is the immortal way of life.

At this time, Zhu Changluo was silent.

I originally thought it was just a young mage who was sweeping the courtyard, with low mana. Who would have thought that he would have such insight, and the most bizarre thing was that this person was still alive and even talked to himself about life and death.

This is simply a monster.

Did he fail to kill, or did he not come, or did the monster in front of him have special means?

Zhu Changluo's thinker, the one beside him, when he said that he was going to curse the young Taoist priest in front of him, he swore that he would be safe.

Zhu Changluo originally came here in the morning to confirm Ji Xiang's body, but he didn't expect that the young Taoist in front of him didn't seem to be an ordinary person.

These gods are really unreliable, and they are really misunderstood.

Killing people with incense is an inferior trail after all.

But a lot of what Ji Xiang said did make Zhu Changluo feel some truth.

"It seems that you are really not a simple person."

"At the time, the palace people said that the Taoism of Wudang Mountain was about to decline. Now it seems that this is not the case. You are hidden in the dynasty, and you have come to hone your heart."

"But the king wants the subject to die, so how can you not die?"

Zhu Changluo walked to the door of the temple, stopped suddenly, turned around and asked:

"Speaking of which, Xiao Daochang, you are a little older than me. The reason why you started to practice. This choice is not up to you, right?"

"You say that practitioners can change their fate, and you say that life and death can be changed by the heart, so what will you get in the end?"

Ji Xiang still lowered his head slightly:
"I am happy to live and die, I am still at ease between joys and sorrows, and I have lived in Ziting forever when my heart arose."

After speaking, he stopped talking and pretended to be an expert.

Ji Xiang is not talking nonsense. After all, he has been wandering in Fuli for a long time, and it is not a normal person to survive now. After all, laughter is also a day, and sorrow is also a day, just be happy.

But Zhu Changluo was silent for a while, and the inside and outside of the hall were very quiet again, except for the chirping of some birds. He finally said one sentence:

"Master, rest early tonight."

Zhu Changluo didn't look back, and went straight out of the Longde Palace gate, his face was gloomy.

Step by step, he slowly walked away, until he reached the gate of the Longde Hall compound. He lifted his foot and stepped on the steps. At that moment, he felt down-to-earth, and he slowly returned to his senses and clarified what had just been in his mind. of confused thoughts.

This time, it seemed that something was about to settle down.

And among the two eunuchs beside Zhu Changluo, one of them spoke at this time:
"His Royal Highness, what did you mean by the last words with the little Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain? The servants do not understand."

Zhu Changluo turned his head slightly, just walked to the door, half of his face was in the shadow, half of his face was in the light.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at this rude eunuch, and was extremely disgusted in his heart.

"It's just that I haven't had such a happy conversation with anyone for a long time. Just a few words of greetings. It's the first time we've met. Does Concubine Zheng also care about this?"

"What do you think I mean?"

The eunuch showed an ugly smile:

"As long as these Taoists have some small tricks, they will do their best to flatter."

"When Emperor Jiajing, the demon Tao Zhongwen made a mess of the palace. At that time, His Highness the Crown Prince had a smallpox. This Tao Zhongwen set up an altar to pray, and I don't know what method to use to make the Prince's illness heal. After that, Emperor Jiajing trusted this demon and even sealed it all the way. Xu to the position of 'Three Orphans'."

"Up to now, it is still difficult to eradicate this demonic legacy. There are many seekers in the palace, so please don't be fooled by these demons. Concubine Gong is not in good health, so don't make trouble for her."

The eunuch's tone was mocking and gloating, while Zhu Changluo took a few deep breaths and kept his mouth shut.

Isn't that what eunuchs are like, when their master is in power, he is arrogant, and when his master loses power, he is like a wild dog.

Zhu Changluo knew that in the next period of time, Concubine Zheng should place some hands here to grab her own handle. What she said today is indeed too much, and it has passed.

But it should not be directly criticized. After all, during this period of time, in order to straighten her own son, Zheng Guifei tried her best to pretend to be a good wife and mother in front of the ministers in order to win people's hearts.
but.

It doesn't matter.

Zhu Changluo's eyes looked into the distance, as if he had passed through the obstructions of many high walls, and he could clearly see the appearance of the Qianqing Palace.

He murmured silently in his heart:
After the fire tonight, it was all cleaned up.

"This is what you forced me to do. My life is mine, not by others."

Ji Xiang watched the eldest prince leave the Longde Hall, and never stopped thinking in his heart.

His predecessor had never had any interaction with the eldest prince, and he cursed to kill him inexplicably, and even came to see his own life and death, indicating that his predecessor had been targeted by him for a long time and was listed as the target of killing.

So, a simple derivation.

Not to kill his predecessor.

But to kill this Taoist priest in Longde Hall.

No matter who this Taoist priest is, he cannot live.

In political struggles, countless people die because of their status and standing in line. It is not necessarily to offend the other party to die. Sometimes, the reason for death is just because you should not exist in a certain plan of the enemy.

The other party thinks you're going to get in his way, and you're labeled to be killed.

Innocent disaster, that's about it.

Ji Xiang didn't think he was a good person, so it would be fine if his predecessor was burned to death. Now that he wanted to deal with him, he didn't have to be merciful.

Of course, killing the prince is too exciting, so don't let it go.

To deal with the righteous god, there is naturally a way to deal with the righteous god, but I don't know whether the fire god behind the other party has taken the position of the god of fire by a spirit monster, or has been acquired by some people.

Or some kind of fire monster?
The former is more convenient to deal with than the latter. This is called a ghost that appears to be easy to kill. You can see at a glance that it is not a human, so you can kill it and bring it down.

But if this "ghost" or "god" is dressed in human skin, it will be very troublesome.

"He wants to kill me. If he doesn't kill me once, he must kill me again. And the incense on his body doesn't belong to him, it belongs to the righteous god who set the fire."

With his own ability to practice the third realm, it is not enough to deal with this kind of fire god. Ji Xiang wants to find out the true body of the other party, and it is expected that the opposite party will come again tonight.

The strength of the opponent is unknown, but it is not easy for the Vulcan to be able to move around in the palace and run around under the prestige of the country.

Zhengshen relies on the prince to act, but he himself cannot hurt others.

"Zhu Changluo, the God of Fire, borrow the flesh."

"I don't know if my persuasion can make him change his mind a little and take the initiative to separate from that Vulcan. He thought he was using this righteous god, and this righteous god is using him for no reason."

"Golden tendons and jade bones in the third realm are definitely not the opponents of this Vulcan, I need to arrange a talisman."

Ji Xiang thought, but with a thought, a magic sword that had been sorted out and had been placed in the corner of the hall was suddenly taken into the hands of the volley.

Ji Xiang tapped the body of the sword with his fingers again, and the three sticks of incense in the incense burner in front of him, and the green smoke wafting from it, immediately wrapped around the sword edge like vines, followed by another wave of his hand. Zhang Huangfu rises with the incense smoke!
No one touched the door of the main hall, and it closed on its own at this time, with a bang, bringing a strong wind.

Ji Xiang made a gesture, and the dozens of yellow talismans immediately covered the doors and windows, and he chanted words in his mouth. As time went by, the yellow talismans were burned with incense and mysterious words.

(End of this chapter)