The Word of Heaven

Chapter 256 Buddha on Earth
There are countless strong people in the world, but in the eyes of the world, there are only four who truly stand at the top.

Lord Yishui and the eldest princess, Master Daoxiu and His Majesty the Emperor.

The rest are just mediocre people, and there have been many of them for thousands of years.

The first two are now unable to take any action. They can only watch coldly from the sidelines in the human world and gaze up in the underworld.

When the two leaders of the sword sects joined forces and used unparalleled means to bring down the most expensive and luxurious rain in the world, and the moment the temple master risked his life and ignored the damage to the Shangzhen Feixiantu and forcibly broke through the Divine Capital formation, people knew that the winner between the latter two would be truly determined.

It was quiet in front of the Weiyang Palace.

Thunder continued to fall and the rumbling sound was endless.

But people all felt it was far away, and the only thing before them was His Majesty the Emperor slowly walking out of the palace.

The White Emperor has been away from the world for a long time.

The throne had been vacant for decades, and Jinghai had been fishing for thousands of days. The world had never truly forgotten this emperor who restored the broken country, but few people had ever seen his true face again.

Until today, he walked out from behind the pearl curtain and jade screen, and walked into the dim sky, and people were finally able to see him again.

The strong wind blew the emperor's robe, and his slightly gray hair stood still, just like his body.

He stood calmly in front of the temple, in people's eyes, but he seemed to be standing between heaven and earth, with his figure reaching as high as the sky.

His eyes were extremely bright, as if the stars had descended to the earth. There was no need to put them into words. The thunder in the sky suddenly disappeared in silence.

A powerful pressure beyond what people could imagine emanated from his body and sank into the sky, leaving no trace.

The sea of ​​clouds suddenly dissipated and the sun returned to the earth.

From beginning to end, he never looked at the world again.

The world has changed because of him.

What kind of realm is this?
How does it compare with the Taoist master in Xuandu back then?
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On a solitary cliff.

Wang Ji is also a human being, so of course he was curious about the answer and looked at Gu Zhuo.

Gu Zhuo put down the pot of wine and poured himself a cup of freshly brewed tea.

He drank it slowly, feeling the complex taste, and said something long.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ji's expression became very emotional, and he said, "So he has gone so far."

That sentence is not complicated.

If he were alive on earth, the White Emperor would be undefeated.

If it were in another world, the Taoist master would win.

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In front of Weiyang Palace.

His Majesty the Emperor stretched out his hand and plucked a ray of sunshine from the wind.

The sunlight changed in various ways along with his fingertips.

He looked at the pale-faced abbot and suddenly said, "I have been thinking about a question before, which is what the so-called will of heaven that you believe in is, but I still can't figure it out."

The Shangzhen Feixiantu was no longer hidden according to the will of the White Emperor. The moment it was revealed between heaven and earth, it suffered severe damage.

The condition of this Taoist treasure is now similar to that of the Yuanmie Mirror a hundred years ago. Even if it is lucky enough to survive today, it is unknown how many years it will take to be nurtured before it can be restored to its original state, or it may never be complete again.

The temple master's situation is even worse than that of the real flying fairy picture.

Just as the White Emperor said, he had tried his best to break the formation before, and now he was seriously injured.

In a very short period of time, he seemed to have aged hundreds of years, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were as turbid as muddy water.

Yet his voice was not hoarse, but still had a calm and firm strength.

"I have already told your majesty."

"That is the natural law of the universe."

"Whether it's you or him, you are both violating this law and trying to lead the world forward."

"Back then, I hesitated because of the rise and fall of the Dao Sect. Today, I have no such worries."

The abbot and the emperor looked at each other.

His Majesty the Emperor remained calm and said, "As I said before, whether it is me or him, what we do are all human affairs. How can we provoke the will of heaven that you are obsessed with?"

At this moment, Dao Xiu's voice sounded, with a lot of emotion.

"Perhaps the so-called will of heaven is that it does not want the human world to be united?"

The abbot did not speak again.

I don’t know if this is his true thought or if there is something else going on.

His Majesty the Emperor looked at the nobles and leaders of the aristocratic families here, looked at the messy corpses, and saw the army thousands of miles away. It seemed as if the whole world had been taken into his eyes at this moment.

It was the monarchs of Northern Yan and Southern Qi who were trembling with fear.

He is a wild man struggling to survive in the far northern wilderness.

There are millions and millions of living beings.

Finally, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he said sarcastically: "If this is God's will, then its vision is too narrow."

The master of the temple said, "Your Majesty, you are trying to lead the world forward by yourself, which is a bit too arrogant."

His Majesty the Emperor asked, “Why do you think so?
The master's expression became calmer and he said, "Of course, it was from the decision you made, Your Majesty, and everything that happened today."

"A hundred years ago, you witnessed the failure of the Dao Sect with your own eyes, so you have always hidden yourself behind the scenes over the years, allowing the world to run peacefully as usual. You have been silently accumulating strength in silence, waiting for this day to come, and preparing for the final victory today."

He said: "If you win today's game, the future that the world will usher in is already clearly visible to me."

His Majesty the Emperor remained silent.

The master of the temple continued, "The Emperor of Qin swept across the world, looking so majestic, wielding his sword to cut through the clouds, and all the princes came to the west."

His Majesty the Emperor shook his head and said, "He is a king, not an emperor."

"What I said is not poetry, but what is in your heart, Your Majesty."

The master looked at him and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "This world should not be what you, Your Majesty, seek, shrouded in the peace of the Great Qin, because that would be a pool of stagnant water without life. The world should also not be dominated by one opinion. This is why I didn't want the Taoist sect to rule the world, and this is why I insist on standing before Your Majesty now."

His Majesty the Emperor raised his head and looked towards the sky.

He didn't say anything, but everyone could feel the meaning in his eyes.

——If what you said is true, now that the great formation of the Divine Capital has been broken, why don’t I see the will of Heaven punishing me?

The master of the temple said seriously: "Because Your Majesty, you still have a way to turn back, just like him back then."

His Majesty's answer was very clear.

It was a sarcastic smile.

The master was silent for a moment, then suddenly realized something and sighed, saying, "So the word 'Zhengsheng' is here."

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Forty years ago, the Qin Dynasty changed its reign title to Zhengsheng, and it has not been changed to this day.

The reign title of Zhengsheng had never appeared in history books. It was the first time in history that it had appeared. People at that time had some complaints about it.

However, with the passage of time, the world has always been peaceful since the Zhengsheng Years. There is no more fighting between countries, conflicts between sects are restricted by the rules of the Patrol of Heaven, and the aristocratic families are almost silent. The summer festival held every four years has allowed countless geniuses to rise, and then join this system and become part of the order.

This is the best world in a thousand years.

This is an unprecedented prosperous era.

People were very clear about the source of all this, and revered the White Emperor as a saint, believing that this was the meaning of the word "saint".

Until today, people know that this peace is still not the prosperity that His Majesty the Emperor desires, nor is it the sage he wants to achieve.

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The wind is clear on the cliff and no snow is seen falling.

The winter sun is especially warm.

Wang Ji narrowed his eyes, tapped the armrest unconsciously, and said, "The master of the temple has said too much today."

Gu Zhuo said: "I am not familiar with him at all, and I don't know what kind of person he is."

Wang Ji thought for a moment and said, "Today he looks like a martyr."

Gu Zhuo said: "It sounds very respectable."

"People who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the cause they seek are indeed hard to dislike."

Wang Ji looked towards the Imperial City of the Divine Capital and said, "But I still hate it."

Gu Zhuo asked: "Why?"

Wang Ji said: "It has something to do with what the White Emperor said before about betrayal, but there is another more important point."

"Ok?"

Gu Zhuo was a little curious.

Wang Ji stopped what he was doing and said expressionlessly, "No matter how righteous his words are, no matter how he looks like he's going to die, he still didn't die. Since he didn't die, he wasn't a true martyr. How can that erase my disgust for him?"

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In the forest outside the cliff, the Lord looks like a dead tree.

He still maintained his previous posture, without any change.

Neither the will of the temple master nor the destruction of the divine capital formation caused him any emotional disturbance.

It seemed as if he would remain silent until the end of time.

Maybe even he himself doesn't know when he will take that step.

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There was no one in the Weiyang Palace.

The moment His Majesty the Emperor stood up, the Empress had already left, accompanied by the chief eunuch.

In the next Yuhua battle, only Yuhua can intervene, or use the same means as in that magnificent rain of swords. There is no other way.

The eunuch leader's realm is extremely high. Although he is not on the list of ascension listed by the Sky Patrol, his reputation has always been circulated in the cultivation world, and his strength is no different from the rumors.

He is only one step away from achieving enlightenment. Even though his acquired defects and the skills he has practiced have limited him to stay at the current level and he can never advance even a single step, this still does not hinder his strength.

What's more, the Queen's own realm is also not shallow, and she has the ability to protect herself.

At a time when the Southern Sect of Sword Dao is seriously injured and unable to fight again, and Renjian Jiaoyang and Pei Jinge are still undecided, this is most likely the most powerful force under Yuhua.

According to the pre-arranged plan, the imperial guards led by General Wang met up with the Empress, and the Prime Minister was also among them.

The two sides calmly exchanged information in the shortest possible time and then made many decisions.

For example, Qing Xiaoyue would be sent out of the Divine Capital, but he personally refused this, arguing that he needed to continue commanding the Sky Patrol Department.

For example, determining the extent of the damage to the array hub and whether it is possible to temporarily repair it before the end of this war.

For example, among the aristocratic families in the Divine Capital standing on the side of the sect, is there anyone who has not lost his family and loved ones?

For example, there are some powerful people from various sects who must be killed as soon as possible.

During this impromptu meeting, the Queen showed extremely strong decisiveness, or ruthlessness.

The moment she heard that the Lin family was not completely exterminated, she didn't even raise an eyebrow, but ignored it and treated it as nothing.

At the end of his words, General Wang frowned.

"What's the matter?"

The Queen asked.

General Wang looked at her and said, "If I understand correctly, your decision is to keep all the strong men from various sects in the Divine Capital."

The Queen Mother said, "Yes."

General Wang was silent for a moment, then said, "With the forces we have now, this is too much of a stretch, and perhaps the gains do not outweigh the losses."

The Queen raised her lips slightly when she heard this, and said, "So you missed something." General Wang asked puzzledly, "What did you miss?"

The Queen's answer was simple, just one word.

"I."

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The conversation in front of Weiyang Palace has ended.

Daoxiu stood in front of the master of the temple.

The White Emperor's gaze was blocked by him.

In many things happening today, monks appear to be extremely low-key, and the reason is their silence.

Apart from the hypothetical accident mentioned earlier, he hardly spoke.

Just like the leader of this war today is Taoism, not Zen.

People who are not familiar with him think that he has ulterior motives.

But His Majesty the Emperor knew that this was not the case.

--lazy.

Too lazy to talk, that's all.

This is the real reason why Daoxiu remained silent.

If he liked to talk, how could his men have been stained with so much blood?

Rather than using conspiracy and sweet talk, he is more accustomed to solving problems by killing.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Dao Xiu's voice sounded gentle.

His Majesty the Emperor understood what kind of person he was, laughed, and said, "At least there is no more now. Let's fight."

Dao Xiu said no more.

Even though they were over a hundred feet apart, their eyes truly met.

The moment we met, the sun suddenly became brighter.

The cold wind blew across the sky and earth, sweeping up countless blood and condensing it into an extremely thin and long line.

Like waves crashing against a levee.

Outside the imperial city, those spectators who chose to stay regardless of their lives felt intense pain in their eyes at this moment. Tears flowed uncontrollably, and their bodies trembled and swayed. Some even fainted.

This was just a little bit of the aura that naturally emanated from the confrontation between Emperor Bai and Master Daoxiu, but it was already so thrilling.

What should we do if we are in it?
The world once again confirmed that fact.

——Battles at the metamorphosis level are definitely not something that outsiders can interfere with.

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The abbot of Changle Temple is not an outsider.

As the second person in Zen Buddhism, she broke through the realm and attained enlightenment within a hundred years, similar to Yingxu.

According to the intelligence records of the Sky Patrol Bureau, she had no experience of fighting with anyone who had undergone the transformation, and this was a major flaw that could not be compensated by any words, pictures, or stories told by others.

Therefore, in the eyes of the world, she is the weakest among all the immortals in the world.

This inference makes sense.

Therefore, what she had to do today was very simple, which was to stand beside Dao Xiu and do what should be done when necessary.

Like this moment.

Thousands of acres of sunlight gathered towards the capital according to Daoxiu's will, and then the voice of the abbot was heard.

She silently turned the rosary in her hand, and the sound of chanting came slowly.

In stark contrast to her lonely, stone-like face, her voice was so sweet, like a mountain stream, or a pine spring under the moon, more pleasant than stringed instruments, and without a trace of vulgarity.

This is the most beautiful sound of nature.

Such a beautiful and pleasant voice, but it tells about the countless pains of living in this world, making people calm down unconsciously.

Zen Buddhism is the state religion of the Qin Dynasty, and has many believers in the capital.

No matter they were practitioners or common people, all who heard the sutra burst into tears, sat cross-legged, looked up at the sky, and shared the sorrow.

Countless scriptures floated in the wind and did not actually appear in the world, leaving behind golden words visible to the naked eye, but they have already penetrated into people's hearts.

The sunlight gradually became gentler, no longer blazing and dazzling, and it became the Buddha's light.

A mirror with light appeared out of nowhere and appeared behind Daoxiu.

It is said to be behind you, but in fact it is between the sky.

The nearly transparent mirror body covers half of the sky, receiving thousands of rays of heavenly light from above, emitting an atmosphere of compassion and mercy.

Therefore, the world is not dark.

The Buddha's light enveloped the divine capital.

This place is painted as a Buddhist country.

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His Majesty the Emperor still stands tall.

Standing in front of the Weiyang Palace, he calmly watched the appearance of the Yuanmie Mirror and listened to the continuous chanting of scriptures.

Even if the gods were reduced to Buddhahood, his expression remained unchanged, as if he had not tried to intervene along the way to stop this from happening.

"Something interesting."

His Majesty the Emperor said, "But it is not enough."

After saying this, he finally took action instead of waving his sleeves.

The half of the sky opposite the mirror of fate suddenly changed.

A huge cloud vortex formed out of nowhere.

The divine capital, illuminated by the Buddha's light, once again fell into darkness.

Countless lightning bolts struggled out from the clouds, emitting dazzling light.

The rumble came late.

Someone looked up and saw an extremely tiny black spot deep in the cloud vortex.

The black spot looked extremely small, but anyone who saw it would naturally have a strong feeling that what they saw came from it, and then they would know its name.

——Tiandao Seal.

First on the list of things.

The fundamental reason why the Qin Dynasty stood firm for thousands of years.

Before people had time to feel emotional about this, such as recalling what the temple master said about God's will, they suddenly felt mocked... this heavenly punishment had already fallen, bombarding the Yuanmie Mirror standing in the other half of the sky.

Before this, countless golden threads had already leaped out of the Yuanmie Mirror, containing the secular atmosphere of the mortal world.

The two met each other.

Countless blazing lights bloomed in the sky above the Buddhist capital of the gods.

The world is all white.

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Outside the capital, on a solitary cliff.

Just before the two sides started fighting, Qie Man had already appeared in Wang Ji's hand.

He calmly used his body to block Gu Zhuo, leaving half of the sky open. His rough thumb silently let out a little of his sharp edge, thus forming an invisible sword barrier.

Amid the rumbling sound, the river water surged up, the cliffs collapsed, and countless trees were broken by the strong wind.

It felt like the whole world was being destroyed.

I don’t know how long it took, but the lights finally began to dissipate.

The world is no longer infinitely pale.

Wang Ji raised his head and looked forward.

The capital of the gods still stood, its walls having not crumbled down, reduced to a dusty ruin.

In this strongest contest in the world, both sides deliberately avoided the human world and tried to pour the aftermath into the boundless sky as much as possible to prevent the earth from sinking and splitting into millions of islands, thus starting a new history.

Wang Ji looked at this scene, his expression became more and more indifferent, and said: "Dao Xiu is indeed stronger than me."

Gu Zhuo said: "I told you he is very strong."

"But he is not as strong as the White Emperor after all."

Wang Ji was silent for a while, then said, "If that's the case, then the best outcome is that we will both perish, and there is little hope..."

The words stopped abruptly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, because something was happening there that he could not imagine.

Countless Buddha lights rise from all over the world and converge in the capital of gods.

The scene is spectacular.

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In Yuangou Temple, monk Wugui listened to the bell sounds echoing in the temple and slowly sat down to chant scriptures.

On the shore of West Sea, Yu Yinchun from Changqiu Temple sat side by side with his fellow disciples and also recited scriptures.

In the mountains outside Yunmengze, the abbot of Cha'an Temple was studying scriptures with great excitement.

There are 480 temples in the South, and all the monks in those temples are doing this.

Even the king of Southern Qi knelt on a cushion with an extremely pious expression.

Countless identical scenes actually appear everywhere in the world.

As a result, rays of Buddha's light rose up, sank into the sky, and reached the capital of gods.

Or the Buddha's kingdom.

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"How is this going?"

Wang Ji's voice sounded bitter.

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "Zen Buddhism is such a troublesome thing, and Daoxiu has been the imperial master of the Qin Dynasty for a hundred years. He has already washed the blood off his hands and gilded his body."

Wang Ji was stunned for a moment and asked, "The Buddha in the world?"

Gu Zhuo said: "That could be the case."

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In the sky, hundreds of cracks suddenly appeared in the cloud vortex condensed by the Heavenly Dao Seal, and countless golden lights emerged from the cracks.

The cloud vortex seemed to be about to shatter and cease to exist in the next moment.

In front of the Weiyang Palace, His Majesty the Emperor looked at Dao Xiu quietly.

His hands were still behind his back, his body was still straight, and there was no sign of trembling.

He seemed unable to sense the picture in the sky, and did not think that he was already at a disadvantage in the eyes of the world. He still had absolute confidence.

Dao Xiu was also calm and said in a gentle voice: "Like you, Your Majesty, I have also been preparing for this day for many years."

(End of this chapter)