The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 141 Changes, Sutra Pavilion

Bianliang, Chunyu Tower.

The autumn wind swept the yellow leaves. On the eaves of the pavilions, a few unwithered maple leaves danced with the autumn wind.

On the third floor, there is the Di elegant room.

Xiao Feng stood under the eaves, stroking the wooden railing with his thick hands. He looked down at the busy streets below and the thriving shops on both sides of the streets. A look of emotion emerged on his face: "This Bianliang is much more lively than before."

Ah Zhu's eyes flickered as she smiled and said, "With the elimination of bad policies and the implementation of new ones, and the elimination of the two-party calamity, and with the political order being stable and the people being harmonious, Bianliang will only become more and more prosperous, and so will the world."

Over the past year or so, even though she was in the heart of the Liao Kingdom, she had a clear understanding of the situation in the world through the gradually improved intelligence network of the Niming Pavilion.

Xiao Feng frowned and shook his head: "Emperor Song is becoming more and more wise, but this method... is too cruel. If it continues for a long time, there may be chaos."

To say that they were brutal would be an understatement. The five dragon-killing blades of the Jinyiwei, Xiaoqiwei, Liushenmen, Dongchang, and Xichang slaughtered countless forces. The number of people who died at their hands was too numerous to count.

Over the past year or so, every new policy implemented by the Song Dynasty was built on the bones of countless people. Zhao Xi's reputation as a tyrant spread among the people, and Taiyi's reputation as a demon was even more famous throughout the world and the surrounding countries.

Ah Zhu curled her lips and said, "I only know that people's lives are getting better and better. With the implementation of the new agricultural policy and many other new policies, every family has surplus food, everyone has food to eat, and even beggars are rare along the way. In such a prosperous era, what does it matter if the means are cruel? It's better than starving people to death."

"Master said: Look at the flowers and the moon but not the heart, give up love and righteousness but not power! The majestic palace, the court of civil and military officials, are all vulgar and mediocre. They write about benevolence and righteousness with their pens, and talk about morality with their mouths, but when they play tricks and fight for power and profit, benevolence, righteousness and morality are all bullshit."

"Although this statement is biased, I think it makes sense. Those scholars and officials always talk about the laws of their ancestors and saints. When they are anxious, they will even bang their heads against the pillars to express their intentions and make indirect accusations. They incite scholars, hinder the new policies, interfere with the new laws, and make small moves openly and covertly. If the means are not drastic, then even the best policies that benefit the country and the people will be empty talk."

Ah Zhu said this with disdain in her eyes. She used to think that the scholars were so great. But after entering the palace several times and watching the court meetings several times, she suddenly felt that such thoughts were both ridiculous and ignorant.

Except for a few people, most of the scholar-officials looked really ugly when they argued for some interests and rights.

Xiao Feng's eyes were deep, and he frowned and said solemnly: "The Taoist priest is sitting on the clouds, overlooking the world, so he naturally looks down on these ordinary people who are power-hungry. The new policy implemented by the Song official is also a wise policy that benefits the country and the people."

"But the Song Dynasty is changing more and more dramatically. Its heyday is like the surging waves of a river, unstoppable. The war between Liao and Song is not far away, and Western Xia, Tubo and other countries are also making moves. Under the sweeping trend... war is inevitable, and many people will die... The loss of lives is the least of it."

He was not exaggerating. Since the signing of the Treaty of Chanyuan, both the Song and Liao dynasties had defended their borders and stopped fighting. In addition, the Liao Kingdom received countless tributes from the Song Dynasty every year, so the situation remained stable until now.

However, the Song Dynasty was growing increasingly powerful, and the name of the immortal species was known to all nations. In addition, the Song government frequently stationed troops on the border of Western Xia, as if it was determined to destroy Western Xia, which put increasing pressure on neighboring countries.

During the time he accompanied his father back to the Liao Kingdom, he clearly felt the urgency of the situation. The voices of the Liao Kingdom asking for war were getting louder and louder. The Song and Liao countries could go to war at any time. If one move happened, the rest of the countries would also take action.

The clouds of war are gathering, and a war that will affect all nations is brewing. It is hard to imagine how many people will die...

Ah Zhu was silent for a moment. She understood Xiao Feng's inner struggle very well. She tilted her head to look at his slightly frowned brows and said softly, "Master has a wish: May all places where the sun and moon shine shall be Xia land. May all places where the stars shine shall be Xia people. May all sentient beings in heaven and earth belong to Xia civilization."

"Master is walking the holy path and saving sentient beings from suffering. This is a great wish, a holy wish. By then, all sentient beings in the world will be citizens of the Great Xia Dynasty. There will be no distinction between Liao people and Song people, and naturally there will be no disputes. With his immortal-like strength and means, it is only a matter of time before he completes his holy wish."

Ah Zhu's eyes were clear and firm. "I don't understand so many great principles, but I know that if Master can fulfill his holy wish and walk the holy path, good days will come for the common people. Compared with these, temporary pain is nothing. No matter how many people die... it's all worth it."

Xiao Feng sighed softly. He understood all this and greatly admired the holy wish of Master Taiyi. But how easy was it to walk the path to becoming a saint? If one was not careful, one would be doomed to eternal damnation and suffer endless disasters.

"I hope the Taoist priest can get what he wants..." His voice was full of expectation and worry. Ever since the battle at Shaolin Temple, the figure of the man who stepped into the void and looked like a fairy or a god had been deeply engraved in the hearts of the heroes.

Who can stop such an immortal figure from doing what he wants to do?
The two stood side by side, both indifferent, staring at the busy street below, thinking in their hearts.

Just then, the sound of light footsteps sounded behind them.

Xiao Feng and A-Bi turned around at the same time, and when they saw the person's appearance clearly, they couldn't help but show surprise in their eyes.

The person was dressed in a light white dress, with long hair like a waterfall, draped over her shoulders. She had a gentle face, eyebrows like distant mountains and autumn water, and she was pure and elegant. She was like a fairy on earth, beautiful beyond description.

Ah Zhu suppressed the smile on her face and said sweetly, "Sister, what do you want to see us for?" As she spoke, she secretly became alert.

The person's appearance was too strange. If he hadn't made any noise on purpose, she and Xiao Feng would not have noticed his arrival at all. One can imagine how powerful he is.

"Hehe, this call of sister makes people happy. Little Ah Zhu, I haven't seen you for more than a year. You've become much sweeter now."

Ah Zhu's expression froze, and a red-dressed demonic figure appeared in her mind, gradually overlapping with the beautiful figure in front of her. The next moment, her hair stood on end, her voice suddenly rose, and she raised her hand to point at the person who came: "Tong Guan! You you you..." She kept saying you you for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable word.

Hearing this, Xiao Feng's raised hands froze in mid-air, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and bowed with both hands, saying, "So it's Director Tong who's here in person. I'm so sorry for my disrespect."

Tong Guan muttered to himself "vulgar people", smiled faintly and said: "Master Yi wants to see you two, come with me." After saying that, Yingying turned around and walked out of the house with light lotus steps, her every move was no different from that of a 28-year-old girl.

Ah Zhu put down her hand and shook her shoulders uncomfortably. She subconsciously pulled Xiao Feng's arm and followed slowly. Looking at the beautiful figure in front of her, a look of disdain and fear flashed in her eyes. She tilted her head to look at Xiao Feng who was also uncomfortable, and explained in a low voice:
"The master read a lot of books, sorted out the mechanism of yin and yang in the human body, verified it many times on Yun Zhonghe, and created a martial art that can transform heaven and man, named: Sunflower True Solution."

"Rebirth from a god?" Xiao Feng frowned slightly.

"It's just a man turning into a woman." Ah Zhu looked disgusted.

Tong Guanlian paused and chuckled, "Little Ah Zhu, it seems that you have to go to the Sutra Pavilion for further study for a while. When the chaos was first created, yin and yang were born. The combination of yin and yang gave birth to all things. Heaven and man were born, and they merged with heaven and earth. Yin and yang complemented each other, and they were neither yin nor yang. Now I am neither male nor female, I have left the mortal body, and I can no longer be considered a woman."

Ah Zhu's face wrinkled into a ball. She resisted the urge to kill him and asked, "Jingge? Why haven't I heard Master mention it?" Tong Guan put his hands behind his back and said in a clear and gentle voice, "Jingge is a newly established place for storing books in the world. It aims to store books from all countries in the world. It is the place where Master Yi is now in seclusion."

After saying this, his eyes moved and a feeling of admiration and respect emerged in his heart.

Nowadays, most of the energy of the Jinyiwei and the East and West Factories is focused on collecting classics from all over the world and neighboring countries.

Martial arts of various schools, classics from hundreds of schools, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism classics, rare copies, ancient books, Qin and Han bamboo slips, ancient oracle bones, etched tadpoles, etc., all things with written records are within the scope of collection.

When the Jing Pavilion was first established, the owner of the pavilion said: The wide dissemination of knowledge, everyone gets a share, everyone bursts with inspiration, can gather the wisdom of all living beings, organize, summarize, and conclude, so as to use it for oneself and for all living beings. In this way, the cycle is endless, and one can constantly improve one's own method. This is the method of supplementing the Tao and the true meaning of practice!

These words that penetrated the essence of spiritual practice made his heart tremble, and his admiration for Master Yi was as endless as the surging river.

Now, Master Yi sorts out the classics in the Sutra Pavilion every day, summarizes the wisdom of all living beings, and makes full preparations for the next plan. That magnificent era is not far away.

"Okay... well, I have to study again..." Ah Zhu nodded with a headache. Since entering the school, most of the time has been spent in the sea of ​​books. It was only after going to Liao that I felt a little relaxed.

Xiao Feng looked at Tong Guan in astonishment, and asked in amazement: "Neither male nor female, is this the appearance of a Bodhisattva?"

Tong Guan looked back and smiled, his charm was so charming that people could not help but be swayed: "Yes and no, he is a celestial being, he has infinite bliss, but Bodhisattvas don't."

Ah Zhu stepped in front of Xiao Feng, stared at Tong Guan warily, and said unhappily: "Lead you on the way, don't make trouble."

Tong Guan looked at the two of them meaningfully, smiled playfully, made a long "oh", turned around, and walked downstairs at a leisurely pace.

Ah Zhu looked shy and coughed lightly to hide the abnormality on her face. She reminded softly: "Be careful of that guy..." Then she slowly walked out of the private room.

Xiao Feng scratched his head awkwardly and followed slowly behind him.

The three of them left Chunyu Tower together, and then each of them used their light body skills to rush towards the direction of the palace, all of them remaining silent.

……

Deep inside the palace, surrounded by green trees, birdsong and fragrance of flowers, a nine-story attic stands in the middle, towering into the clouds. Under the sun, the two characters "Jingge" shine brightly.

In front of the attic, countless Jinyiwei and soldiers from the East and West Factories came in and out, carefully piling up the rare books they had collected on the wooden table inside the attic.

The light was soft, the windows were half open, and the sound of pages turning could be heard from time to time. Countless scholars in Confucian robes walked between the bookshelves, classifying and filing the collected books in the most detailed way.

"It's so lively." Ah Zhu stepped into the Sutra Pavilion and couldn't help but exclaimed at the sight of the people busy coming and going.

Xiao Feng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim: "You love books so much, it really opens my eyes..."

Scholars in Confucian robes were walking around, carefully taking out books wrapped in brocade from the brocade boxes piled on the table. Then they flipped through the books gently and slowly, and after determining the category of the books, they held the books in their hands and walked towards the bookshelves deep in the pavilion. They were in an orderly manner, busy but not chaotic.

Tong Guan was not surprised by this. He continued walking and led the two of them up the wooden stairs to the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Along the way, he passed by many scholars in Confucian robes, among whom there were also Taoists. Most of them were old, and there were very few middle-aged people. From the wisdom in the eyes of the people he saw, he knew that those in this scripture pavilion were all well-educated people.

The three of them went up to the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion and saw a rather strange scene.

There was only one scholar in a Confucian robe and a few Taoists standing in front of the mahogany desk with books in their hands. They were like students listening to the teacher's instructions, with respectful expressions and reserved postures. Everyone stood quietly and orderly.

Wang Yi was wearing a green Taoist robe and sitting behind the desk with his back straight. He flipped through the books on the desk slowly but quickly, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then picked up the pen and wrote quickly on the blank scroll.

Every time at this time, the people at the table would stare at the scroll intently, their expressions changing with the words on the scroll. Sometimes they were excited, sometimes they were suddenly enlightened, sometimes they were sad, sometimes they were regretful...

Such a strange scene left Ah Zhu stunned and Xiao Feng bewildered.

Tong Guan smiled and explained in a low voice: "The only things that are worthy of being presented to Master Yi are rare books, fragments, oracle bones, etched tadpoles, and other wisdom carriers that are incomprehensible to the world. Master Yi uses his own great wisdom to complete or annotate these contents, allowing the wisdom of the ancient sages to reappear in the world. In the face of such vast wisdom, few people can control their emotions."

At this point, Tong Guan smiled inexplicably: "The books in the Sutra Pavilion are still sealed, and the scholars and Taoists who participated in sorting the books are also confined here. When the plan is officially launched, the name of this sage of Yi who is well-versed in ancient and modern times will be known throughout the world."

Ah Zhu exhaled lightly and asked in a low voice: "What plan?"

Xiao Feng was surprised. The title of saint was so important. What kind of plan could create a saint?

Tong Guan covered his mouth and smiled: "Go ask the owner yourself, they won't dare to reveal it casually."

Ah Zhu curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Brother Xiao, wait a minute, I'll go say hello to Ah Bi." Then she walked around the crowd, came to Ah Bi's side behind the desk, and reached out to tug at her sleeve.

A-Bi raised her hand to make a silence gesture, and glanced at Wang Yi who was busy, and the Taoist scholar who was respectfully queuing in front of the desk.

Ah Zhu understood and stood quietly by the side. Out of curiosity, she also lowered her head to read the words on the scroll, and soon her expression began to change.

The people in front of the desk did not pay much attention to the arrival of Azhu and the other two. For them now, admiring the wisdom on the scroll was the most important thing.

(End of this chapter)