I stole divine power in Daxia

Chapter 538: It's been years
Above the clouds of the Taixu Illusionary Realm, cloud platforms moved from the Heavenly Palace rose up, and the Illusion Priest in the middle evolved the scene of a part of Yujing Mountain. Unfortunately, even with the ability of the Illusion Priest, he could not directly penetrate the library, so he could only see the scene in the White Jade Square where the fish dragon received the Tai Chi Yin-Yang bracelet last week and was invited in by the Queen Mother.

"It seems that He is not on the same side as us after all!"

The Thunder Priest snorted coldly.

If Zhou Yulong and the Queen had fought on the Twelve-Layered Tower card just now, most of their Nine Ancient Gods would have come to help. This would have been a real opportunity to tear Daxia apart from within. From top to bottom, from the different attitudes of the various schools of thought, from material life to spiritual cognition, Zhou Tieyi's Five Immortal Ways could completely tear apart the skin of Daxia's current prosperity.

The opportunity this time was much better than the Bingzhong Rebellion planned by the Phantom Priest. To be frank, even if the Bingzhong Rebellion succeeded, it would only be a riot that could severely damage Daxia, but it would definitely not tear Daxia apart from all aspects.

However, Zhou Tieyi was able to use the accumulation of less than a year, under the noses of countless smart people in Daxia, to pick out one contradiction after another in the name of reform and plant the seeds of the revival of the gods. In the eyes of the relatively neutral nine gods, this most mysterious ancient Yanhuang Venerable is undoubtedly the oldest Sun and Moon Flying Man.

This ingenious calculation is also hidden in the pursuit of welfare for all the people in the world. Even compared with it, the Phantom Priest is just a baby holding a big knife to scare passers-by in the downtown area.

Yes, in this final step, Zhou Yulong did not fight with the Queen. That is to say, at this critical moment, Zhou Tieyi was still thinking about cooperating with Daxia rather than confronting it.

This is certainly good for Zhou Tieyi, because in the process of cooperation, his own recovery will definitely be faster, but it is also of vital importance to the Emperor of Great Xia. Once the Emperor of Great Xia successfully crosses the boundary from the third rank to the second rank and turns from weak to strong, an Emperor of Great Xia who controls the destiny of Great Xia and can take action at any time will pose a greater threat to the Shinto than a pseudo-saint who can only stay on Yujing Mountain.

Therefore, in this situation, Shinto must take action, otherwise among the three forces, they are the only one that has not increased its strength.

"No hurry, the Shijia Library is not that easy to get into."

When Priest Huan saw Zhou Yulong being invited into Pingzhang Palace by the Queen Mother, he did not try to reflect the scene in Pingzhang Palace, but turned the picture to Ju Zidan, a second-rank miscellaneous scholar, who was outside the library of Taixue Academy and looked a little nervous.

Ju Zidan must be connected to Zhou Tieyi's people inside. His actions will directly reflect the situation in the library, which can help them judge when to take action.

Ju Zidan felt another gaze falling on him. He knew without thinking too much that it was the gaze of the evil gods. He was about to block the other party's gaze, but the hand that was slightly raised was put down again.

He uttered two words silently in a voice that only he could hear, "Shinto..."

If someone had told him decades ago that cooperating with Shinto could release the sealed First-Class Taoist tradition of the Miscellaneous School, he would never have compromised, because in the more than 400 years that he had lived, Shinto, even at its best, was just a group of fools, and Shinto, which was unable to develop normally, could never come up with an idea for governing the world.

Even because the gods' "refining in the mortal world" requires shaping the image of the gods themselves, most gods do not want to change themselves, so they can only change their believers and unify the believers' thoughts, thus avoiding their own image being changed by the thoughts of countless people.

The best way to unify people's thoughts is to make them ignorant.

Therefore, even good gods will subconsciously require believers to have devout faith and cut off their access to other different knowledge. This is unacceptable in the eyes of the people-oriented eclecticists.

Later, when Ju Zidan was young, the Tianyi Taoist school was flourishing. After the concept of Taoist God emerged, as an eclectic eclecticist, the young Ju Zidan even supported this practice for a time.

During the turbulent era of the Five Dynasties of the North and the South, although the world was in chaos, it was undoubtedly the era when the Hundred Schools of Thought flourished most vigorously, even surpassing the previous Holy Emperor era and the subsequent Great Xia era. There is also a saying that when the world is in misfortune, the Hundred Schools of Thought are fortunate.

But unfortunately, the concept of Taoist deity was ultimately proved to be wrong, or at least an incomplete one. The defeat of the Tianyi Taoist lineage was not only due to external pressure from Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but more because the gods under its rule became the masters. Especially in the battle of Heavenly Palace, Shinto and Tianyi Taoist sects parted ways, which eventually led to the destruction of this once prosperous Taoist lineage.

The demise of the Tianyi Taoist school also had a great impact on Ju Zidan at the time. For a while, he suspected that he was bewitched by Shintoism, and therefore felt that the ridiculous method of "using Taoism to govern the gods" of the Tianyi Taoist school was correct.

In the following three hundred years, under the brutal suppression of Daxia, Shintoism became more and more radical. In order to survive and resurrect, many gods, even the righteous gods, eventually embarked on the path of evil gods, because faith gained through fear is far easier than reverence and gratitude.

This also made him more and more convinced that Shinto is indeed an obstacle to humanity as the ancient sages said, and that the existence of gods itself oppresses humanity, and that humans and gods cannot coexist.

Until Zhou Tieyi appeared, he was quietly beside Zhou Tieyi when he was talking to Chu Wentian in seclusion.

What Zhou Tieyi didn't know was that when he stepped onto the carriage, his words "It's not that the king comes from the people, but that the power comes from the people" were also heard by Ju Zidan.

Especially the sentence that follows, 'That's why there is a dispute over the orthodox doctrine.'

This sentence is indeed the key to unlocking the shackles of eclectic thinking, especially the subsequent struggle between Zhou Tieyi and the Emperor of Daxia. Unlike countless first-class masters in the past thousands of years, they did not win by force, but by reason and the people, which further verified the theory of this sentence.

Therefore, when they knew that Zhou Tieyi might be the reincarnation of the Nine Ancient Gods, the Miscellaneous School did not immediately turn against him, because if the theory that power comes from the people is valid, then all the disputes over the orthodoxy of Shinto, humanity, and various schools of thought would have a new explanation. Even in Ju Zidan's view, the significance of this theory is far greater than the "theory of human desire", so today he is willing to try again to see what the difference is between the Shinto led by Zhou Tieyi and the Shinto led by the Lord of Tianyi Dao back then.

Inside the library, time was rapidly reversing, but it could not affect the divine light on the bodies of the three gods of Kuishen at all. After Meng Boqian discovered this, he also understood that even if he took the risk of reversing time for another thousand years, it would probably not have the slightest effect on the three gods in front of him.

Especially after this observation, Meng Boqian was more certain of this. Thinking of Zhou Tieyi's identity as one of the most mysterious nine ancient gods, Meng Boqian whispered, "Ancient God."

The three gods in front of him were undoubtedly Zhou Tieyi's subordinates, and they were extremely ancient gods, and they might even have lived from the ancient times to the present. Although it was unknown why they were still limited to the third rank after living for so long, this should also be related to the mystery of Zhou Tieyi himself.

After determining this, Meng Boqian did not panic. The library's defenses were certainly more than this, otherwise he would not be so confident that he could resist the First Grade here.

He shouted in a low voice, "Champion Marquis Xiao Yuanshan!"

Gao Wencan tightly grasped the collection seal and mobilized the authority of the library. At the same time, Gao Wencan once again vaguely felt a pair of cold and ruthless eyes falling from the highest height, which could fall on him even through the passing of time.

The terrifying, bright yellow power of the Great Xia national destiny gushed out from the collection seal and instantly turned into ten acres of auspicious cloud, far exceeding the upper limit of the collection seal itself.

In an instant, countless records about Xiao Yuanshan gathered from the flowing time and fell on the national destiny celebration cloud. The surrounding scenery also underwent strange changes, instantly changing from a narrow library to a vast world.

A strong wind howled down from the sky, pressing down the weeds that were taller than an adult's chest.

Driven by the destiny of the country, in the innermost part of the library, on the bookshelf illuminated by green lamps, in the grid marked "The Biography of Tiger Generals", a green bamboo slip that has not faded even after three hundred years flew out, fell with the strong wind, and slowly unfolded a legendary history.

Two hundred and eighty years ago, Daxia was just established. Although it unified the five kingdoms, the Central Plains had been in chaos for five hundred years and was at its weakest. At that time, Yuan Meng did not want to see the emergence of a unified Central Plains dynasty like the Holy Emperor, so he went south six times in thirty years.

At that time, Taizu of Daxia built Yujing Mountain on Luo River. The suppression of the army was not yet stable, so he could not take action easily. But among the thousands of troops, a peerless general emerged, born to meet the destiny of Daxia. He opened the sea on the 27th and went to the battlefield at the age of 17. After five years of fighting, he destroyed 300,000 elite troops of Yuanmeng and completely put down the rebellion of Yuanmeng to the south. He established a government and was appointed as the general.

Unfortunately, he lived longer. In the final battle, this peerless general who reached the top rank in just five years died along with the then Khan Yuan Meng. Since then, no top military strategist has been born.

The green scroll was about to unfold in mid-air, and in an instant, a figure standing on the vast grassland was outlined. The other person came from history, but was as vigorous as the morning sun. The light bursting from him completely illuminated the vast and boundless historical picture that had evolved, making everything come alive.

The divine light of Kuishen and the other two was suppressed by the brilliance of their opponents and only shone for about an inch. It was really like a firefly competing with the sun and the moon.

Just the outline of the figure made the two gods on Kuishen's left and right, who had just achieved the third-grade level, lose their will to fight from the bottom of their hearts. They were so panicked that they couldn't control their actions at all.

Kui Shen is much better. His own divine power comes from the [Ancestor of Soldiers] condensed by Zhou Tieyi. Although the person who is about to appear in front of him is extremely terrifying, he is a person who practices military science in later generations after all. In theory, Kui Shen, as the [Ancestor of Soldiers], can even gain strength from him.

"Abomination!"

The outlined figure became clearer and clearer. It was a young general. His star-like eyes fell on the three gods of Kuishen. There was no need for any communication. As the champion marquis of Daxia who hated Shinto the most, he didn't need a reason to kill the evil gods.

"Stealing the authority of humanity, the evil god is still such a waste after so many years, do you think you can steal my authority?"

More and more national fortunes gathered on the other side, first forming a palm full of flesh and blood, and then slapped in the direction of Kui Shen and the other two, just like slapping three flies to death, trying to wipe out the three people completely.

The gap in strength was too big, and there was simply no time to gain enough power to fight back. Kui Shen sighed in his heart, and then without hesitation, he sacrificed a big seal, threw it into the air, and it fell towards the palm of the champion Hou Xiao Yuanshan.

The moment the three-dimensional six-sided seal flew in the air, the outline of a mountain range evolved in the vast grassland. Towering snow-capped peaks connected the sky and the earth, from southwest to northeast, as if there was no end in sight. Then it fell down with a loud bang, landing in this world of historical evolution. Not only did it suppress the palm of the Champion Marquis, but the unchanging mountains that had lasted for billions of years would also completely suppress the history of the flow and changes of this library, so that all time would be confined to this time and could no longer regress and change at will.

However, before the mountain range completely fell, the Champion Marquis, whose flesh and blood had already condensed, clenched his hands tightly and punched upwards. The pure power broke through time and space, forming a black crack, like a black thunder that struck from time and space, penetrating the entire fictional mountain outline from bottom to top, preventing the weaving of the truth contained therein, and evolving the real Taihang Mountains in the historical picture scroll.

Under the terrifying black thunder, the fictional outline structure of Taihang Mountains was ruthlessly destroyed. Without the logic, the real Taihang Mountains could not evolve.

This is the power of the military strategist, winning by force.

Although Champion Hou shattered layer upon layer of imaginary mountain outlines with one punch, when his flesh-and-blood fist penetrated the illusion and collided with the real Qiankun Seal, the contempt in his star-like eyes subsided and became serious.

Black lightning lines, carrying the power of broken time and space, spread from bottom to top to the entire Qiankun Seal, but the Qiankun Seal not only contained the authority of Taihang Mountain. Below the seal, a layer of illusory netherworld pure land appeared, and the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance turned into three treasures of gold, silver and copper. Countless paper money fell from the sky, and souls returned to Taihang. Above the seal, a thousand rays of light from the gods rose like colorful clouds, guarding the top star figure. That figure looked like a god, a Taoist, and a saint, dressed in colorful clothes and wearing twelve chapters.

The power of the Champion Marquis to destroy all things is enveloped by the Netherworld and the Heaven, but it still cannot be completely decomposed. On the contrary, the more principles there are, the more they become nutrients for the Champion Marquis' power, accelerating the collapse of the entire system.

Until the star figure used his hand as a sword finger and fell from above, the yin and yang merged into one, turning into a sword light that illuminated the fist of the Champion Marquis, creating something out of nothing, re-establishing the rules in the destruction, and curbing the Champion Marquis's fist.

Xiao Yuanshan looked through time and space and locked eyes with the figure of the star at the top. "Who are you? Why have I never heard of your name?"

Xiao Yuanshan's power destroyed all the paths and broke through the barrier of time and space, allowing Zhou Tieyi from the outside world to descend into his consciousness through the Qiankun Seal. He looked at Guanjun Hou and smiled, "It has been two hundred and eighty years since you fell!"

(End of this chapter)