I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 665 Borrowing strength from the world

Daluotian, Lingyun Palace.

A majestic voice came out from among the clouds of immortal energy.

"How's the battle going?"

"Reporting to the Great Emperor, Emperor Tianzhong and Fulongguan Dynasty seem to be in a stalemate."

"A stalemate? How could it be a stalemate? Didn't it mean that Emperor Tianzhong's 'Death Bell' is the most powerful against living creatures and humane monks, and the 'Four Seasons Bell' specializes in the spiritual arts of the four seasons? How can it still be contemporary with Fulong Temple? In a stalemate?"

"The old god doesn't know either."

The old god replied respectfully: "In order to better suppress Fulongguan's contemporary four-season spiritual method, the emperor used the four-season clock to isolate the world from the world not long after the two sides fought. Now, with the stone mountain as the center, it has a radius of hundreds of miles. They have all been isolated, and the priests and generals cannot enter at all, nor can they see the scene inside. However, the two sides have not decided the winner for a long time. At the same time, based on the occasional fluctuations of heaven and earth, and the mysterious spiritual inference, the two sides should be in a stalemate. .”

"Stone Mountain?"

"It's Heyuan's 'Borrowed Mountain'."

"Heyuan? Isn't Heyuan a flat land? Where did the stone mountain come from?" The Emperor paused, "Could it be the mountain left behind when Fulongguan suppressed the Demon King of Snowfield?"

"..."

The old Shenjun's voice also paused.

It took a while before the sound came out.

"Exactly, it's that mountain." The old god said in a respectful voice, "The Tianzhong Emperor is making too much noise. In the past few hundred years, he has almost never appeared. However, in the past few months, he has been in Guangzhou and With the frequent appearances of spirits around him, Fulong Guan may have guessed that he was going to the lower world and became his enemy, so he made preparations in advance."

The old god's voice paused.

"Logically speaking, even if Fulongguan can fight against the Tianzhong Emperor in the current generation, it will not be so easy. The old god guesses that the secret is probably related to what happened back then."

"What happened back then?"

"I don't know. What happened back then, and how Fulongguan suppressed the Demon King of the Snow Plains in the present time, it's just that Zhou Leigong witnessed the whole process with his own eyes." The Old God Lord paused, and then added a little nervously, "Old God It's just a guess. I don't mean to blame Zhou Lei Gong."

"..."

"..."

"I have something to ask you."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Why does the contemporary Fulongguan know that Emperor Tianzhong is preparing to fight with him in Hezhou?"

"The emperor doubts the old god?"

"It's just a question. Just answer it truthfully."

"This...this...how does the old god know? Moreover, how can the emperor confirm that he knows that Emperor Tianzhong is preparing to fight with him in Hezhou? If Fulongguan was prepared in Hezhou, he would naturally choose Hezhou to wait for the emperor to descend to the realm. . And the fact that he has already made preparations in Hezhou is just the old god’s guess.”

"Then since you know that Fulongguan once suppressed the demon king in Heyuan, why didn't you remind Emperor Tianzhong?"

"The emperor and all the gods in the palace have never thought of it, so how could the old god think of it?"

"..."

The Emperor fell silent.

The atmosphere in the palace seemed a bit depressing.

After a long time, there was another sound.

"What happens next?"

"Reporting back to the emperor, the two sides are in a stalemate, which shows that there is not much difference in their abilities. However, humans live a hundred years and gods live a thousand years. Human power has always been insufficient compared to the divine power. Hezhou is still the closest place to Guangzhou where Tianzhong Emperor's monastery is located. From what the old god can see , the odds of winning are still with the Emperor."

"Go ahead, I want to see it myself."

"Old God, take your leave."

"..."

The door of the palace opened wide, and the old god drove away on the clouds.

……

In the blink of an eye, it’s late autumn.

The autumn scenery of Gwangju Musan Mountain is very famous.

Because the mountains are covered with maple trees, hemlocks, maples, persimmon trees and other varieties with red leaves, every late autumn, the mountains will be red. Different tree species have different red seasons and colors, and some will show bright colors. Blood red, some are fiery red, and some are just yellow with red, making the whole mountain colorful and layered. Shrouded in the common morning fog in foggy mountains, the red and hazy feeling all over the mountain is even more extraordinary. In general, it is also because this is the holy land of Jianghu Kendo and the sect's residence in Guangwu Mountain. The beautiful scenery of red leaves adds a bit of Jianghu atmosphere.

As soon as Shu Yifan woke up and opened the window, he saw such a beautiful mountain scenery with red leaves in the mist.

It seems that he has been in Gwangju Misan Mountain for more than ten years, and he must have seen this scenery more than ten times. However, in the past few years, he often went down to the mountain to be busy, exterminating monsters for the people, and the best period for viewing the red leaves in the mountain was only seven. Eight days are often missed. Even if you don't miss it, you won't be able to see it for a long time in a year. In addition, the scenery is different every year, so it is impossible to get tired of it.

Once I stood in front of the window, I fell into a trance.

It's really rare to be leisurely.

It seemed like I had a dream last night.

I dreamed of Mr.

As people get older, they love to dream.

It's not uncommon to dream about Mr., but it's rare. That journey back then was considered very special even in his life. Over the years, he often dreamed about the past and old people, but he did so many times.

Sometimes I dream about that year.

The scene back then, where I, my husband, and the Sanhua Empress, a bay-red horse, had some different conversations and actions.

Sometimes I dream about the near future.

As soon as I woke up or did something in the mountains, a disciple came to report quickly. There was a young Taoist priest who brought a calico cat and a bay-red horse. He claimed that his surname was Song Mingyou, and he was the former head of the sect. When he comes to visit, he hastily puts on his clothes and shoes, or puts down what he is doing and goes to meet him.

Or maybe I was walking somewhere on the mountain road, or going to attend the Anqing Liujiang Conference, and accidentally heard the sound of horse bells, and turned around to see a familiar figure.

Sometimes I dream about the future.

In the tenth year of Da'an, during the summer and autumn, I went to Yizhou. In a Taoist temple on an imaginary mountain, I saw a Taoist feeding chickens and a calico cat playing, and a bay-red horse grazing quietly beside it.

It's just that things in dreams are always blurry, and they become even blurrier after waking up. In Shu Yifan's dreams, even if he dreamed back then, he would only dream of a Taoist figure at most. He knew clearly that he was the teacher, but rarely saw him. Get a clear Taoist appearance.

Last night's dream was strange.

Everything is so clear...

His appearance and his words have not faded even now.

What are you talking about sir...

"!"

Shu Yifan's eyes narrowed and he suddenly became serious.

That's not a dream! "brush!"

The peerless swordsman immediately turned around, put on his clothes, picked up his sword, and went out.

Just at dusk that day——

"Dong dong dong..."

The bells of the Thunder Sword Sect also rang.

This bell does not chime the time. It usually only rings in the morning, noon and dusk. One ring is for morning exercises, lunch and evening exercises. Two rings are for breakfast, lunch and dinner. If it is struck three times in a row, it is to summon the elders in the sect. When discussing matters, four tones will invite even the stewards. Five tones and above are the general meeting. As long as the inner disciples in the mountain hear it, they all need to be present.

The more bells ring, the more urgent the matter.

"Dong dong dong..."

The clock never stopped ringing.

The elders, stewards and close disciples of the inner sect were also extremely panicked, and they were all in place in a matter of seconds.

Shu Yifan also asked the elders in the sect to take stock of the affairs. If there were any locals from Guangzhou, please go back.

Immediately, the Thunder Sword Master carried a sword in his hand and looked solemn.

"In this world, the way is unstable, and there are many unvirtuous gods. There are unscrupulous gods in the lower realms who are causing chaos and causing harm to the world. Shu, on the orders of the Immortal Master, summons everyone to help the Immortal Master eradicate the unscrupulous gods!

"Shu has a directory in his hand. He just got it from the Zhoucheng Yamen. It records the Taoist temples in Guangzhou. We need all the inner disciples to go there quickly. We will travel under starry night. We must arrive as quickly as possible and inspect the temples. Is there a statue of the Heavenly Bell Emperor? If so, stay. If not, return to the door and wait for arrangements.

"We also have to go to Taoist temples in several states around Guangzhou, so I ask the elders to work harder.

"..."

The elders in charge and the disciples below were all at a loss.

"Emperor Tianzhong?"

"Which immortal master?"

"What are we going to do when we get here?"

"..."

Thunder Sword Master just looked around, and the surroundings became quiet again.

"It is the immortal master from Hezhou and the north.

"Don't ask any more questions. What we have to do is to find all the temples in Guangzhou and its surroundings that enshrine the statues of the Celestial Bell Emperor. Once the winter solstice is over, all the disciples will work together to chop them into pieces. There must be no mistake. Immediately stay in the area and no one is allowed to make any more sacrifices. Before that, please keep it a secret and don't spread it out."

Smash the idol?

Everyone was shocked.

But he also looked solemn, holding his sword and saying yes.

The sound was sonorous and resounded throughout the foggy mountains.

"When you chop the statue to pieces, if anyone else asks or tries to stop you, there is no need to cover it up. You can just tell the name of the Gwangju Thunder Sword Sect and tell the truth."

A simple sentence, but it is an absolute confidence in the current strength of the Thunder Sword Sect and its prestige and reputation among the people of Guangzhou.

"Yes!"

Not long after, a famous swordsman took his sword and horse, followed the order and went down the mountain. They separated at the foot of Wushan Mountain and soon dispersed in the rivers and lakes.

Warriors have soaring pride.

What's more, the Thunder Sword Sect has been killing demons for many years.

Only this time is different.

This time I want to kill the gods!

……

Changjing, Prime Minister's Mansion.

After many ups and downs, Yu Jianbai today is no longer the old and romantic Yu Zhizhou he first met in Yidu City.

Eighteen years of hard work and government affairs have turned him into an old man with white hair. His health is getting worse day by day, and his appearance is getting older day by day. He doesn't even know how long he can last, but he still has to. Hold on - now the emperor favors the imperial master Miaohuazi, but Miaohuazi's behavior is completely different from that of his master. As the prime minister, he is the only one who can barely fight against him in the court. If he falls , no one can check and balance this evil way.

Now he is supporting this building.

No wise person in the court wanted him to fall.

"Ugh……"

Yu Jianbai sighed.

I only hope that with a wise king, the world will be peaceful and the people will live in peace.

Not long after, someone came to report from outside.

"Liu Shangshu is visiting."

Liu Changfeng, who was the magistrate of Yidu County at that time, later the prefect of Pujun County, and later transferred to the capital official, has now become a high official in the court and serves as the Minister of Rites.

When the two parties met, Liu Changfeng saluted.

Yu Xiang asked him to sit down, looked at the tea, and said in a friendly tone: "How has Changfeng slept recently?"

"Did Prime Minister Yu also have a dream?"

"..."

Both sides looked at each other and understood.

There is no need to say more gossip.

"Since Mr. Wang walked around the world, he has killed countless demons and eliminated demons. He has always acted for the people. Now that you and I are entrusted with a dream, and it involves this ancient god, there must be something special and difficult. The truth is that I trust you unconditionally." Yu Jianbai said. He paused for a moment and then asked Changfeng to take advantage of his official position and send an order to the government offices in Guangzhou, Yuezhou, Hezhou, Hanzhou, Luzhou and Luozhou to invite him out of the Taoist temple. No more tributes are allowed. I will write a letter now, asking your Majesty to depose the gods. If your Majesty allows it, of course it is good. If not, I will not be far away from the end of the oil and the lamp. It is better to kill first and then report than to disobey and disrespect. , His Majesty will not embarrass the truth over such trivial matters. In short, Changfeng will not be harmed."

"Where did Mr. Yu say it? I am an old acquaintance with Mr. Song. I heard with my own ears his deeds of exterminating demons in Hezhou, and witnessed with my own eyes that he exterminated demons for the people. How can I distrust Mr. Song? How can I not trust Mr. Song? What's more, compared with a A god I’ve never heard of.”

"No need to say more, just go ahead cough cough cough..."

"Mr. Yu, take care of yourself."

"Understood."

"I'll take my leave."

Shangshu bowed and exited, going out.

The old prime minister waited for a while and then rode a donkey into the palace.

(End of this chapter)