The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

"They are all good players, none of them are below the eighth level! Some of the people who are interested are even close to the copper-skinned and iron-bone realm, what a pervert!"

Xu Qi'an stood behind the crowd, looked around, and admired in his heart.I even saw a few colleagues who were on duty at the Yamen.

The entry threshold for Tianmen has been announced for a long time. The branch gates of various states in the world are ninth-grade cultivators who are no more than 25 years old. The standards for the main gate in the capital have naturally been improved, and they are eighth-grade cultivators who are no more than 25 years old.

From now on, recruitment will be held every three years, so the event is unprecedented. Thousands of people present are young talents under the age of 25. I think they are all rare talents in the counties below.

Although the number of people seems to be quite large, this is the capital, the essence of a country. In Chu Linyang's opinion, it is not satisfactory.

It's not that a large number of people don't want to, but they don't have the qualifications to sign up at all. However, this can also be regarded as part of the assessment. You must know that good fortune is also very important in cultivating the Tao.

Of course, Tianmen wants to accept more than just those who have already cultivated themselves. Young people over five years old and under ten who are in good health also have the opportunity to take the assessment. At this moment, their parents are standing scattered in another square, waiting. Registration begins.

"Why haven't the officials come out yet?"

"How long do we have to wait in this bad weather?"

"Don't make any noise. If you disturb the adults at Tianmen, you will be in trouble."

"Hey! What a big rack!"

At this time, the warm winter sun cast a soft light, and the cold and biting north wind howled. Even the people present were top-notch practitioners who were a little impatient, let alone ordinary people and weak teenagers.

"Okay! Everyone be quiet!"

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a group of young people wearing dark green clothes filed out.

A man who was mighty, domineering, and heroic spoke first. His voice was faint but drowned out the noise of nearly ten thousand people in the entire square. It seemed to have infinite deterrent power. The noisy square suddenly fell silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Extreme master!"

Xu Qian's pupils shrank, and this momentum reminded him of the Buddhist mission last year.At that time, the Vajra Angry Eyes Dharma had such power.

Although this man's aura does not seem to be as powerful as the Dharma's image in influencing people's hearts, his intimidating power is exactly the same.

There is something wrong with Tianmen. A great master like this suddenly appeared. Xu Qian looked far away. There were countless masters in the world. Maybe he had known him before.

Sure enough, he knew, to be honest, he was somewhat familiar with Song Yi, the commander under Chu Linyang.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a few months, he would soar into the sky and become the deputy sect leader of the Tianmen. His cultivation level was even more extraordinary.

One person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Xu Qian suddenly thought of this sentence in his heart, and after reacting, he was quite eager to give it a try: Brother Chu, the fortune teller said that I have a weak stomach and am suitable for eating soft food. Although I am not a woman, give me a chance. .

"I, Song Yi, am the deputy sect leader of the main gate of Tianmen Capital City, and I am in charge of this recruitment of new members!"

The heroic man stood in front of the crowd, his eyes dim, and a peaceful but tyrannical aura oppressed him like a mountain.

"You are all young talents who want to join my Tianmen. Whether you know it or not, I still want to tell you the origin of my Tianmen and my requirements. During this period, if anyone dares to speak, I will teach them what the majesty of Tianmen is! "

His eyes scanned the crowd who suddenly fell silent, nodded with satisfaction, and continued to speak.

"By the order of Lord Marquis, Tianmen will open the door to Taoism. It will be opened every three years to recruit new people. The condition is that eighth-level cultivators under the age of 25 will only recruit 300 people in each batch, and the rest can only be quiet. Wait for the next issue.”

"As for children, as long as they are of appropriate age, there are no other requirements."

The crowd was silent. The intimidating power of high-quality martial artists was so great that no one dared to lift their beards. Regardless of whether they knew this or not, everyone listened quietly without saying a word.

"The founding of Tianmen, recruiting new people for the first time. But what is different from other sects is that Tianmen does not restrict people to stay or leave. All members can leave at any time. Of course, before leaving, you must make the same resources as you have obtained in Tianmen. Credit."

Having said this, Song Yi showed a smile.

"In our Tianmen, Lord Marquis has given us thousands of supreme secrets that point directly to super-level gods and demons! There are countless secrets for other levels. As long as you make corresponding contributions, you can get them! Even, even super-level gods and above It’s not hopeless to get the secret book!”

"Now, the clerk begins to register applicants. The selection will begin in ten days and will last for two months."
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Star Observation Building, Eight Diagrams Platform.

The supervisor, dressed in white clothes like snow, with white hair and white beard, stood on the edge of the gossip platform, with his hands behind his back, overlooking the entire capital.

The night wind blew the corners of his clothes and stroked his white beard, like an exiled immortal.

"I heard that a sect called Tianmen appeared in Dafeng."

A deep voice sounded, the tone was low and flat, like a conversation between old friends, giving people a feeling of inscrutability.

Behind the prison, a figure in white clothes appeared.

Da Feng forced the king, Yang Qianhuan.

The master and the disciple stood back to back, both standing with their hands behind their backs. Both were dressed in white as snow.

Don't tell me, it was really hard to tell the difference for a while.

Jian Zheng said "hmm" and sighed: "The general trend of the world is vast. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish."

Is Tianmen the general trend, or who is it? Yang Qianhuan murmured in his heart, his face still showed the indifference of an outsider, and imitated Jian Zheng and said "hmm".

The supervisor has long been used to this disciple's temper, so he doesn't care about it, as long as Yang Qianhuan doesn't say in front of him, "When the sea ends, the sky is the shore, and the magician is the best, I am the peak", the supervisor will not bother to argue with him.

Yang Qianhuan continued:

"I briefly learned about this Tianmen, and it was somewhat interesting. I originally wanted to give them a chance. After they asked for three resignations, I reluctantly became the head of the sect, but maybe my name was too loud, which made them retreat. , I really feel sorry for them.”

"Why don't they give it a try? I'm actually easy to hire."

"No, it's better for me to take the initiative to go there. Although it's their loss without me, someone with an open mind like me can't get stuck on small details and forget the great righteousness."

After finishing speaking, relying on the intuition of a fourth-grade warlock, Yang Qianhuan noticed that Teacher Jianzheng turned his head for the first time and glanced at himself.

Did Mr. Jian Zheng finally feel ashamed of the wrong things he had done before? Yang Qianhuan felt relieved.

Jian Zheng's eyes were full of pity.

In the blink of an eye, the man in white on the top of the stargazing building had disappeared and was busy expanding his business.

But there is another figure that looks like an immortal, standing side by side with the white-robed supervisor, overlooking the common people together.

Neither of them spoke, and the only sound on the high-rise building was the sound of the howling wind. After a long time, Jian Zheng said with a faint smile:

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat everything as a straw dog."

"If the sky is loving, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes."

"He is worthy of being a saint and sage from another world. His cultivation of Tao penetrates the world."

Chu Linyang smiled faintly, his eyes calm and peaceful.

The supervisor continued:

"The way of heaven is ruthless, it is the rule of heaven and earth. Consciousness should not have been born, but countless years ago, a super human race merged into the way of heaven. He brought a touch of 'humanity' to the way of heaven."

"That touch of humanity was very weak and not enough to evolve into consciousness, but generations of deities integrated into the way of heaven and strengthened that touch of humanity bit by bit. Finally, at a certain moment, he woke up."

"Heaven has a will, and this is me!"

Chu Linyang nodded slightly without any surprise.

Finally, Jian Zheng slowly turned his head, looked at Chu Linyang, and said, "I've been watching this world for a thousand, six hundred years, and I still haven't seen it all."

Chu Linyang still nodded and said calmly: "Do you still want to continue reading?"

Jian Zheng actually shook his head, with no nostalgia or unwillingness in his eyes, and said calmly:
"Don't look at it. The will of heaven should not have been born." Chu Linyang said expressionlessly: "Don't regret it?"

Jian Zheng pondered for a moment and sighed: "What does regret feel like? I have no feelings."

Chu Linyang, the supervisor who shouted every day that he was not worthy of the world but had no love, sighed: "I promise that in the future I will resurrect this ray of your will and become a real person. When the time comes, I am willing to listen to what you have to say. The world of human beings worth!"

"it is good!"

After the words fell, Jian Zheng smiled, and his body collapsed into wisps of clear light, pouring into Chu Linyang's body.

In the ear, Jianzheng's final voice came:

"Protect this world, protect all living beings, and wish peace for all eternity!"

Within the body, the clear light of Jian Zheng's incarnation turned into an indescribable bead and merged into the nine eyes of the future master, instantly activating part of the future master's transcendent functions.

"Go!"

Chu Linyang said lightly, with a thought, the next moment, the future master with eight eyes closed and one open appeared in the outside world.

"rest assured."

The future master, who now looks and has the same aura as Chu Linyang, nodded slightly, turned into a ray of light that seemed to not exist in the world, and rushed into the dazzling sea of ​​​​the origin of the world in the endless universe without any shackles.

This part of the Heavenly Will of Yinjian Zheng has been integrated. The future master is like a drop of ink dripping into the black dye vat. In a trance, it has been perfectly integrated into it.

The change of day only happened silently and did not shock the whole world.

And for all the souls in the world, who is "God" has no influence on them.

Except for the Tianzong who cultivates the way of heaven, most people don't know that the sky is about to change silently.
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Tianzong, at the top of the Immortal Mountain, is the Tianzun Hall.

The Tianzun Hall is extremely magnificent. From the appearance alone, it looks more like a palace built for giants.

Thick pillars supported a dome more than ten feet high, and each pillar required ten people to hug each other. Li Miaozhen and others walked on the passage in the middle of the hall, and the hall even echoed with footsteps.

At the end of the passage is a high throne. The white-haired and bearded Tianzun sits cross-legged on the lotus platform, with his head slightly lowered, as if he is sleeping, and a four-color light wheel of "earth, wind, water and fire" is spinning behind his head.

On both sides of the throne, there were a total of nine elders of Tianzong. They were male and female, young and old. At this moment, they looked at Li Miaozhen and Li Lingsu with indifferent expressions.

Just like the insignificant people, there is no attitude of "hating iron but not steel" and "raising an army to punish the guilty". He is definitely a senior on the path of forgetting love.

But Li Miaozhen and Li Lingsu knew their own affairs. The saints and saints of the Tianzong in the past generations would always be warned by their elders when they traveled around the world: Don't get involved in cause and effect.

The meaning of this sentence is to try to look at it from the perspective of a bystander. The world is changing, the situation is changing, and all living beings are struggling to survive in the world of mortals.

Take this to feel too forgetful.

Confucian students like to study abroad for the same reason. When you know the common people, you will understand the common people.

But Tianzong's situation is a bit different. To be honest, Li Miaozhen and Li Lingsu's path is right, first have love, and then forget it.

It is definitely easier to understand than to watch.

But the problem is that such a risk is too great. Li Lingsu and Li Miaozhen are not alone. In the past, the holy sons and saints of Tianzong also fell into the red dust and couldn't extricate themselves.

Some betrayed their teachers, married wives and had children, or took care of their husbands and raised their children.

This is not bad, and a very small number of them even fall into the devil's way and become the devil who is the evil side.

It's easy to say to have love first and then forget love, but how many people are deeply trapped after they have love, and they can't get out again.

Is it easy for Tianzong to cultivate saints and saints?

So later, the elders will warn the saints and saints not to get involved in karma.

They are also very strict with the saints and saints who come down from the mountain.

"I have seen Tianzun!"

Daoist Xuancheng and Bingyi Yuanjun saluted with a flat tone and indifferent expressions.

"I have seen Tianzun!"

Li Lingsu and Li Miaozhen imitated the gestures of their masters and saluted indifferently.

It's like a pack of wolves with two huskies mixed in.

Something always feels wrong.

Tianzun sat cross-legged with his head bowed, without speaking a word, and a loud voice echoed in the hall.
"Li Lingsu, you have traveled down the mountain for three years and made 390 confidantes all over the Central Plains and southern Xinjiang. You are addicted to it. I ask you how you want to be so obsessed with love."

Beasts, are there so many? !Li Miaozhen turned his head and glanced at his senior brother quickly, barely able to maintain his indifferent attitude.

Li Lingsu looked sad and said

"Tianzun made a mistake, there are 390 seven, four of them died in the war, the disciple felt very painful"

After saying that, he felt that the temperature in the palace dropped sharply, and it was actually a bit cold, so he hurriedly added
"The disciple's heart is very painful, and he feels that he is not far away from the Supreme Being's forgetfulness."

Tianzun's majestic voice echoed in the hall
"What do you think?"

The elders each pondered, shook their heads together, and responded.

"We believe that the holy son Li Lingsu can't forget his feelings, so he should cut off his memory and rebuild his mind."

Tianzun said slowly: "Yes!"

Li Lingsu's lips moved, wanting to refute and protest, but in the end he chose to remain silent. He was powerless to change Shimen's decision.

Li Miaozhen glanced at him and suddenly felt a little sad.

Tianzun's voice echoed again:
"Saint Li Miaozhen, after she came down from the mountain, she robbed the rich and helped the poor and acted chivalrously. One year later, she went to Yunzhou to form a private army to suppress bandits, and then went to Beijing to fulfill the struggle between heaven and man for Tianzong."

Tianzun spoke eloquently, summarizing Li Miaozhen's deeds in the Jianghu.

"Li Miaozhen, you hate evil as much as you hate it. You can't get rid of the sand in your eyes. Although you do good things, you are bound by emotion. It is emotion that controls you, not you control it. What do you have to say?"

Li Miaozhen whispered: "Disciple has nothing to say!"

"Are you willing to accept the punishment of cutting off your memory?" Tianzun's voice echoed in the hall and also echoed in Li Miaozhen's ears.

Li Miaozhen lowered her head, remained silent, remained silent.

Bingyi Yuanjun glanced sideways at her and said calmly

"Tianzun is asking you something!"

Li Miaozhen didn't seem to hear and remained silent.

The gray-haired old man next to him was impatient.

Suddenly, everyone in the hall was shocked, their brows furrowed, but their expressions remained indifferent.

Tianzun looked up at the sky, and the four-color halo of "earth, wind, water, and fire" became chaotic and colorful.

"The sky has changed!" (End of chapter)