The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 182 Dodge's Sigh, the Evil Emperor Arrives

Yu Wenzhi held a mahogany treasure box in his hand, flew down to the stone steps in front of the hall, held the treasure box high with both hands, and reported in a deep voice: "The owner has changed, the evil emperor's relics have been taken."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Daoqi who was walking away slowly, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. It seems that the owner of the Yi family let this guy go. Is it because of the Taoist sect?

With the arrival of the new master, Luoyang can be taken in an instant, and the next step is to clean up the world and reshape the world. If the Taoist sect helps, it can indeed relieve a lot of pressure on the court.

“Yang Gong’s treasure house!” Bu Tan’s eyes widened and he couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

The relics of the Evil Emperor are stored in Yang Gong's treasury. This is no secret to Buddhism. Obviously, Yang Gong's treasury has fallen into the hands of the court.

The monks in the hall looked at each other and their faces became even gloomier.

A thought came to their minds: How many people in the Tianxia Yijun Army can escape alive this time? Can Buddhism still be saved? Can the world still be saved?

Fan Qinghui tilted her head and glared at Wang Yi, crying out in sorrow: "What crime have you committed? You helped the tyrant to rebuild his country and put the people of the world in dire straits. How can you have a clear conscience?"

"What crime have the people committed?" Wang Yi couldn't help but laugh.

He talks about the common people, but does not seem to be providing any real help to them.

No matter it is right or wrong, first focus on the greater good, and you can make louder noises when you fall asleep.

Wang Yi shook his head coldly: "Now in the areas governed by the imperial court, the people have surplus food, everyone has food to eat, and with compulsory education, even orphans and beggars can be immersed in the wisdom of saints."

"These are all obvious. Do you really not know? Or do you know but turn a blind eye? You are just seeking profit, why are you talking about justice for the people?"

After saying this, he turned around, raised his hand to open the treasure box in Yu Wenzhi's hand, picked up the evil emperor's relic inside and looked at it.

This is a palm-sized yellow crystal ball, round in shape, translucent, without obvious edges or protrusions. The surface is covered with blood spots, and there is purple mist inside, emitting strange fluctuations and confusing power.

The evil emperor's relic was discovered by Xie Bo, the first evil emperor, in an unknown ancient tomb. It was later discovered that it had the effect of storing true essence and essence, and thus became a sacred object of the demon sect.

Therefore, before their death, the evil emperors of the demon sects of all generations would inject their own skills into the relics, making the power of the evil emperor's relics stronger and stronger.

Of course, the mixture of the spirits of generations of evil emperors also made the energy inside it mixed and impure. Xiang Yutian was absorbing the power of the evil emperor's relics to practice, and his foundation would probably be in big trouble. I wonder if this guy has solved it?

Wang Yi tossed the evil emperor's relic, his mouth curled up slightly, and he had already made up his mind. As long as Xiang Yutian had a flaw in his foundation, he would never be able to escape his calculations.

This trip was not in vain. The evil emperor's relic is a bit like a wild beast crystal core, or a demon pill. Its texture is between energy and matter, and it has excellent energy storage properties. It is an excellent material for refining magic weapons.

Needless to say, the Imperial Seal is the foundation of the Dynasty. If I go back and study it carefully, I can have two more cards up my sleeve.

Liaokong raised his eyes, his heart moved, and he put his hands together and said bitterly: "How many noble families are there in the world? How many monks are there in the world? How many big and small forces are there in the world? Taoist priest, have you ever thought about how many innocent people will die tragically if the Sui emperor is allowed to kill like this?"

In today's situation, one could be doomed if one is not careful. Since one is not as strong as the other, one can only fight with words to gain a chance of survival.

The wise master's eyes turned, his face showed compassion, and he said bitterly: "In the name of disloyalty, you cut down mountains and destroyed temples, confiscated homes and exterminated clans. Holding high the banner of Guo and Youhua, you robbed others of their wealth for generations... We are not seeking profit, but... seeking survival!"

He emphasized the word "survive" very seriously, as if everything he did was really out of necessity.

Without showing any fear, he glared at Wang Yi and asked, "If you don't resist, your wealth will be taken away, your past sins will be punished, and your family will be exterminated. If you don't stand up, will you wait for the tyrant's butcher knife to chop you down?"

Master Daoxin raised his eyes calmly and said in a low voice: "The tyrant's behavior is obviously forcing people to death! If it were the Taoist priest, what would he choose? Should he sit there and wait for death or fight back?"

Bu Tan sighed and said, "If you don't resist, you will die. If you resist, you still have a chance of survival. With the disciples helpless, all the righteous men in the world can only fight back."

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The other monks all looked indignant. They also knew that they would most likely not escape today, so they did not have many concerns.

Yu Wenzhi casually threw the treasure box behind him with a hint of disdain in his eyes. The bald monks in Buddhism are always like this.

Although they are extremely greedy, they always appear to be righteous and awe-inspiring, which makes them more annoying than the nobles who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality.

When cutting down mountains and destroying temples, what are cut down are the evil ways and evil temples, and what are destroyed are the temples of evil monks and thieves.

The property of the people will be confiscated and the clan will be exterminated. The houses confiscated are those who are disloyal, and the clans exterminated are those who deserve to die.

Women's rights, culturalization, compulsory education, imperial examination system... these are all aimed at breaking the monopoly of the aristocratic class.

These guys have turned good measures that benefit the country and the people into harsh and tyrannical policies, which is really ridiculous.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a dispute over interests and positions. It is really disgusting and contemptible to always use these high-sounding excuses.

Wang Yi turned his head to glance at the monks in the hall. Seeing their indignant faces, he calmly asked, "You are also seeking survival by secretly keeping the divine weapon of destiny and choosing the emperor on behalf of heaven?" After saying that, he was too lazy to pay more attention and walked out of the hall.

Liaokong and others were stunned, looking at the iron box in Wang Yi's hand, speechless for a moment.

By now, the fact that the Buddha chose the emperor on behalf of the heaven was no longer a secret among the major forces. Even if they were shameless and forcefully refuted it, they could not change anything.

Shi Feixuan stood up quickly, and said in a loud and anxious voice: "Master, if we allow the tyrant to continue killing people like this, it will eventually lead to a horrific disaster. How can you bear to put the people in such a catastrophe!"

Wang Yi paused for a moment and said indifferently: "Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. The policy adopted by the court is intended to break the old shackles and reshape the world. The new order needs blood. Without killing, violence cannot be stopped, and without reform, nothing can be accomplished. This move will benefit future generations, and this is the righteousness of the people!"

"You keep talking about the great cause of the people, but your goal is just to maintain the old order and preserve the interests of your family and religion. How can you have the face to talk about the great cause when you are so mean and mean?"

"The true justice for the common people is to allow the people to live with dignity, no longer be oppressed by the aristocratic families, and no longer suffer from hunger and ignorance. This is how to save the world from evil and save all living beings from suffering!"

"The Buddhist sect secretly kept the divine artifact of heaven, spread rumors, deceived the people, selected the emperor on behalf of heaven, and intended to control the imperial power with doctrine. Is this what the Buddhist sect is doing to save all living beings? If so... Buddhism should be destroyed!"

The words echoed in the empty hall, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone in the hall. The monks turned pale and their breathing became unstable. Fan Qinghui's eyes widened, and he couldn't breathe and fainted.

Shi Feixuan staggered back, fell to the ground in a daze, and muttered, "It's not like this, it's not like this..."

Wang Yi shook his head, looked at Yu Wenzhi, and ordered: "According to the court's laws, those who resist will be killed on the spot."

After saying that, he walked towards Ning Daoqi in the distance. Next, it was time to talk about Taoism. The many magical books of Taoism should not be missed.

"Farewell to Master Yi!" Led by Yu Wenzhi, the three thousand Jinyiwei faced Wang Yi's back, clasped their fists, bowed, and shouted in unison.

Yu Wenzhi withdrew his gaze, stood up and looked at the monks in the hall, and ordered indifferently: "Jinyiwei, listen up! All monks in Jingnian Zen Temple, regardless of age, arrest and detain them. If they resist, kill them on the spot! All books and property must be registered and sent to Kyoto."

After he finished speaking, the clothes on his body moved without wind, and his bone-chilling spirit locked firmly on the monks in the hall, with no attempt to conceal his murderous intent.

"Yes!" The three thousand Jinyiwei behind him received the order in unison, and then rushed out in all directions like lightning, leaving only five hundred people to listen.

When Liaokong heard the screams and fighting in the temple, his face was immediately filled with sorrow. He clasped his hands together, stared at Yu Wenzhi outside the door, and said sadly: "There are only pure people in the Zen temple, why is it like this!"

Master Wisdom took a deep breath, bowed and said, "It was our selfishness that secretly kept the Heavenly Fate Artifact. We will bear all the sins, and I hope you won't hurt innocent people."

"Amitabha... All sins will be borne by us. Please do not hurt innocent people."

Monks like Liaokong, Buran, Buchi, Bugan, Buzhao, Zhenyan, Jiaxiang, Daoxin and others all put their hands together, bowed and asked for punishment.

They dare not resist, nor do they have the strength to resist.

Until now, the only choice is to take on all the sins, so that it is possible to preserve some vitality for Buddhism.

"This is a crime of treason! You can't bear it! You are not qualified to bear it!"

Yu Wenzhi spoke indifferently, stepped into the hall, raised his hand and slapped out a series of palm shadows, sealing all the monks' Dantian. He turned around and waved his hand and ordered: "Tie up these rebels and take them back to the Jingdu Imperial Prison for custody immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the Jinyiwei outside the palace immediately rushed into the palace like wolves and tigers.

They quickly tied up all the monks, and showed no mercy even to a fairy-like lady like Shi Feixuan.

Ning Daoqi, who was standing at the edge of the square, took in the scene in the hall and couldn't help but sigh. The world is really unpredictable. If the Buddhist sect is in trouble, the Taoist sect will probably not be any better.

Wang Yi held the iron box in his left hand and played with the evil emperor's relic in his right hand. Hearing Ning Daoqi sigh beside him, he tilted his head and said with a smile: "Why are you sighing, old Taoist?"

Ning Daoqi retracted his gaze and said in a melodious voice: "I sigh that the world is unpredictable, fate is uncertain, and everything is hard to understand."

Wang Yi smiled slightly, looking towards the west side of the temple with interest, and said with a faint smile: "Life is full of various situations, and everything is unpredictable. The human heart is like the sea, and the decision is like chess. The perspectives are changeable, and the positions are different. All kinds of changes are cultivation. What you sighed about is that you stood on the wrong side!"

This was said to Ning Daoqi, and also to the people from the Demon Sect in the distance. Xiang Yutian's means of concealing his aura were very strong, but how could he escape his spiritual perception?
Ning Daoqi's eyes flickered slightly, and he tilted his head and asked, "What will happen to the Buddhist sect?"

"The golden body turned into a clay body, the bronze statue turned into a stone statue, the monks were dismissed and returned home, the temple was converted into an academy, and the tenant farmers were allocated land to live in peace..." Wang Yi's face was gentle and his words were soft and calm.

"That's cruel!" Ning Daoqi's expression was uncertain. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked, "What will happen to the Dao Sect?"

As soon as he said this, his heart immediately lifted. Although he felt it was impossible, he still couldn't help but worry.

The other party is too mysterious and too powerful, and the imperial court is getting stronger day by day. If they really have any ill intentions towards the Taoist sect, it will be an unprecedented Taoist disaster.

Wang Yi's lips curved slightly. Just by asking this question, he could conclude that Ning Daoqi was part of the Taoist's plan to plot against the Buddhist sect. His eyes were stern, and he chuckled, "It depends on how the Taoist sect chooses?"

Ning Daoqi frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist, you should know that most of the Daoists are outsiders, and it is impossible for them to be dispatched by the Sui Emperor like officials."

When it comes to outsiders, Taoism is much more confident than Buddhism. This conversation concerns the future of Taoism, and we should not give in too much when we should fight for it.

Wang Yi nodded without comment and said, "The Imperial City Sutra Pavilion aims to collect various martial arts, classics from hundreds of schools, classics from history, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, unique copies, ancient books, Qin and Han bamboo slips, ancient oracle bones, etched tadpoles, etc. Anything with written records is included in the collection."

Ning Daoqi naturally understood what this meant. He hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I will discuss this with the Taoist masters and temple leaders. I cannot guarantee whether it will succeed or not."

The other party's request was excessive and harsh, most likely to force the Taoist sect to make a clear stand. He couldn't make a decision on this matter in one word, and he needed to discuss it with Zi Yang Zhenren, Sun Simiao and others before he could give a clear answer.

"The Sutra Pavilion system can continuously update the wisdom of all living beings, and will emit a continuous stream of wisdom light. This is an opportunity for transcendence. If Taoism does not keep pace with the times, it will decline sooner or later."

Wang Yi said, tilting his head to look at the courtyard on the west side of the Zen temple, and said with a faint smile: "Evil Emperor, serve the court for ten years, and I will allow you to let a hundred schools of thought contend! How do you think?"

Ning Daoqi's eyes narrowed, and he suppressed his doubts about the Sutra Pavilion system, holding his breath and becoming alert.

The Evil Emperor, this title can only be given to Xiang Yutian of the Demon Sect. Today, the Jingnian Zen Temple is really lively, even this old guy has come.

"A hundred schools of thought contend... Very tempting, but unfortunately out of place!"

An evil and low voice was heard, and four figures rose and fell a few times before landing in front of Wang Yi and the other two.

Shi Zhixuan, dressed in white, took a step forward and bowed solemnly, saying, "Shi Zhixuan of the Saint Sect, greets Master Taiyi."

Zhu Yuyan was wearing a black dress, her face half covered by a veil, her eyebrows slanted into her temples, her eyes were as black as ink, and her gaze revealed an intoxicating charm. There was reluctance hidden between her brows, and she casually bowed and said, "Saint Sect Zhu Yuyan, I meet Master Taiyi."

Wanwan, wearing a pink gauze skirt, walked forward gracefully, blinked her beautiful eyes, bowed, and said sweetly: "Saint Sect Wanwan, greetings to Taoist Taiyi." She winked mischievously as she spoke.

Xiang Yutian was wearing a black robe with strange gold patterns on it. His eyes were deep and sharp, and contained deep wisdom. His figure was nearly two meters tall, and his majestic and evil temperament was unforgettable at first sight.

Xiang Yutian took a step forward slowly, and an invisible force field seemed to surround him, and the void seemed to be slightly distorted. He stared at Wang Yi, and his voice was evil and magnetic, without any emotion or joy: "In front of the Evil Emperor Temple, you destroyed my four incarnations, and you need to give me an explanation today."

(End of this chapter)