In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 391 Wang Mang!

really.

Chen Xiu sighed slightly, but his eyes seemed quite calm.

The true meaning of the black python, the breath of Nilong, is a false emperor in troubled times, not the emperor of the world.

The person who won the throne must be the son of a disobedient court official, and he has a bronze vernier caliper. Wang Mang's identity has long been firmly established in his heart.

"Originally, I wanted to ask where you are from? Are you from the same world as me? But after thinking about it carefully, it's not necessary. After all, you and I are lonely travelers in a foreign land, and do not belong to the present world Poor man." Wang Mang sighed leisurely.

Before Chen Xiu could speak, Wang Mang smiled lightly and said, "Are you in trouble? I mean, a traveler like you?"

Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly: "How do you know?"

"It seems that God is not willing to let you go, just like me in Kunyang City." Wang Mang's words seemed to have a bit of reminiscence, and he said slowly: "You should know that I died in the hands of Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty. Liu Xiu's hand?"

Chen Xiu nodded slightly: "In the battle of Kunyang, meteors fell from the sky, and [-] soldiers returned to their hometown overnight."

Wang Mang caressed the dragon chair lightly and said with a faint smile: "Everyone knows that I, Wang Mang, rose up in troubled times, commanded [-] troops, and was invincible in the world. On the battlefield, I competed for hegemony with Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty. I fought three times and lost three times. In the end, I was bloody. Dye the homeland of the Central Plains!"

"But no one knows. I once ordered the world to kill anyone named [Liu Xiu] without pardon! Punish the Nine Clans!!"

There was a smear of iron-blooded coldness in his eyes, and that monstrous murderous aura made even Chen Xiu feel as if he had fallen into hell.

"In seven days, I washed the world with blood and beheaded [-] people! Throwing corpses, slaughtering bones, and burning them, the people in the world called me the devil, and the one on the black list was the second." Wang Mang's words were very calm, as if He spoke eloquently, but Chen Xiu could feel the chilling meaning in his words.

"Even so, you still haven't blocked Liu Xiu's rise." Chen Xiu spoke slowly, his words low.

Perhaps, this is the Son of Destiny!
"Yes, this is both the destiny of the man of destiny and my mistake." Wang Mang sighed with a smile, and said slowly: "The biggest problem in the first half of my life was that I was too confident, knew history, and understood everything. There is always someone who controls everything. The feeling, the examination of many details is clear."

He sat lightly on the dragon chair, held his chin, and said with a smile, "Do you know Yongqing Mountain near Luoyang, the capital of gods?"

Chen Xiu was slightly stunned, and said softly: "I know. The mountain is like a cow, lying down and lying on it, and it is also called Wo Niu Mountain. According to legend, in the past, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty made a law for this purpose. Let the mountain be green with pines and cypresses all year round, undefeated in winter and autumn."

Wang Mang said leisurely: "It's true that you have made meritorious service in escorting."

He sighed softly and said with a smile: "At that time, I was the first to realize the dharmakaya and stepped into the realm of gods and demons. Because I knew that Liu Xiu was the son of the destiny, I chose to do it myself. In one night, seven cities were destroyed and ten cities were destroyed. The Fifth Army chased him down to the boundary of Woniu Mountain. At that time, he had no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the earth. The only thing he could rely on was the divine cow, which traveled [-] miles a day."

Chen Xiu raised his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "But, you still failed."

"That's right." Wang Mang sighed with emotion, and smiled helplessly: "The world and the earth have the same power, and it is not free to transport the heroes. I am afraid that no one would have thought that the sacred cow was actually the son of the sacred bull of the generation of the Yaozu." The king, the demon king who has lived for many years, the gods and demons of the land. It turned into a mountain in the body of the Dharma, that is, Wo Niu Mountain, a hundred thousand heavenly moat, suppressed in my valley, and saved Liu Xiu's life."

Even Chen Xiu was a little surprised at the moment.

A generation of unrivaled demon kings, gods and demons who have accumulated for many years, are willing to be Liu Xiu's mount!
"No matter how much I struggle, no matter how much I think about jumping out of the chessboard, my end is still doomed." Wang Ming gently stroked the golden dragon head on the side, and said with a light smile: "So, I resigned to my fate. I chose the second one." Road, refining a substitute."

"The bone of the White Jade Emperor I got?" Chen Xiu asked thoughtfully.

On Wang Mang's face, there was a somewhat smug look: "That's right. I have refined [-] doubles and distributed them to the world. I hope that one day, I can meet people from my homeland again and wake me up."

There is an inexplicable color in his eyes: "Now, which dynasty and generation is it for? The chaos of the Three Kingdoms, or the splendor of the Western Jin Dynasty? Could it be that the five barbarians went south and traveled south with their clothes? Which monarch is in charge of the territory."

After a slight pause, Wang Mang said slowly, with a somewhat complicated tone: "Liu Xiu, is he still alive?"

"Today, it is the Great Sui Dynasty. The current son is Yang Guang, and now he has gone down to the south of the Yangtze River on a dragon boat. As for Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, he has long passed away." Chen Xiu said softly.

At this moment, a ray of incomprehension surged into his heart.

"Has Liu Xiu, who has already condensed into a dharma body and achieved the body of a god and demon, also fallen?" Wang Mang murmured, his eyes became a little more profound: "So, the deduction of the former Taoist master is true!! !Even if it's Liu Xiu, he can't escape!"

His eyes fell on Chen Xiu, and he said with a smile: "If you have any questions, you can ask. After all, we should be regarded as the same way."

"I've been thinking about a problem. Until just now, the problem has become more and more entangled in my heart." Chen Xiu stared at Wang Mang, and said slowly: "It is said in the world that the Dharma body is a living god and devil, and it can be invincible for thousands of years! Happy! Heaven Realm, you can live for more than three hundred years! However, my subordinates betrayed me, just thinking of a life-prolonging elixir! At that time, he should be more than sixty, "

"But Zhuge Wolong is a god and devil in the world, and he still tries to continue his life with the seven-star lamp; Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, was also a generation of gods and devils, and finally fell! Even the red emperor, Zhang Zifang, and even the soldiers and champions, The endless heroes in the long river of time, they all seem to be gods and demons!"

"However, they are all reduced to loess now. I really want to know why!"

Wang Mang suddenly burst out laughing, laughing very presumptuously.

"This answer, in today's Jianghu, even the living gods and demons, I'm afraid they don't know." Wang Mang grinned, a little hideous: "But, I happen to be one of the few who know."

"Have you heard a word?" Wang Mang said slowly, word by word: "Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and does not perish for Jie!"

Chen Xiu stared slightly, and said calmly: "This is the Confucian Xunzi's "On Heaven", which seems to be stating the way of the world. Rivers change, time flows, and the dynasties of the world are just a drop in the ocean to the world."

"Yes, that's how I understood it at first." Wang Mang's laughter made people chill: "Until I saw the terracotta warriors sitting in the Nether with my own eyes."

"I just realized that maybe everything is far from that simple. Why did the Xianqin Empire die for the second generation? It was Zulong who knew the secret!"

(End of this chapter)