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But the wilderness was before that, before these immortals were born, and the cultivation system was not yet formed.

The only reason we have this knowledge is that a few reincarnated masters learned about history in their dreams. We can't even confirm whether such a history existed.

Even the gloomy wind within the Great Dao Treasure Bottle was something Manjusri did not understand. He could sense that something was within, but he could not communicate. He could only communicate passively, not actively inquire.

Unexpectedly, the things inside started to speak now, and even recognized the wild aura on Zhu Moye.

Zhu Moye knew in his heart that this so-called wild aura must be the aura of another world. Because different worlds have different time flows, perhaps this world is about to be destroyed, but another world has just begun.

Zhu Moye can travel through the world, so he has this aura. Of course, he didn't realize the benefits of this kind of travel and the strength of this aura before. In the future, he will definitely strengthen his practice in this area.

It is extremely extraordinary that it can make a powerful Bodhisattva like Manjushri tremble with fear.

Zhu Moye shouted loudly: "Watch out for my moves, look at my wild and mighty Heavenly Dragon!" His body transformed into a real dragon and pounced towards Manjusri.

Manjusri was frightened and stepped back, and Samantabhadra beside him could not help but step back as well. After all, the unknown always makes people afraid, even for Bodhisattvas who have achieved success in their practice. This is the instinct of human nature.

Zhu Moye certainly didn't know what "barbaric" meant, he just used it to scare the two Bodhisattvas. As expected, the two Bodhisattvas were frightened, and Zhu Moye was overjoyed. When the two Bodhisattvas made way, he mobilized all his strength and rushed towards the corner where the two Bodhisattvas made way.

He threw back a handful of Buddhist beads without mercy. Those were the Buddhist beads that were condensed again after Jin Chanzi's death. They were collected by Zhu Moye and were now serving to block the enemy.

What Zhu Moye was also concerned about was that the arrow hidden in the dark would definitely be shot out when he was least cautious.

Sure enough, an arrow shot across the sky, aiming at Zhu Moye in mid-air. Although the two Bodhisattvas were startled, the person in the distance had been keeping an eye on the movements here. Seeing that Zhu Moye had the possibility of escaping, he quickly shot an arrow.

Zhu Moye already had a plan in mind. He scattered the Buddhist beads in order to block the two Bodhisattvas so that they could not connect and form a siege.

Zhu Moye had already grasped the Dragon Spear in his hand, waiting for the arrow to be shot. Seeing the long sword emitting golden light, Zhu Moye also thrust the Dragon Spear towards the arrow.

Although the arrow was fast enough, Zhu Moye was prepared. He didn't expect to align with the arrow's head, as long as he could stop it. For Zhu Moye now, it was too easy. With a fierce shot, the arrow flew away, and Zhu Moye finally escaped the encirclement.

"Everyone, I won't see you off. The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and we will meet again!" Zhu Moye said, and with a hearty laugh, the golden dragon soared into the sky and flew towards the distance.

The appearance of the divine dragon in the sky immediately aroused the excitement of the people in the imperial city. They called out to the divine dragon loudly and worshiped the sky. Threads of mental power gathered towards Zhu Moye almost tangibly.

Zhu Moye felt his body's mana surge, but of course this wasn't from cultivation; it came quickly, so it naturally dissipated quickly. Zhu Moye transformed his mind power and bombarded the imperial city behind him.

Manjusri and Samantabhadra had just taken off when they were blasted down by Zhu Moye again. When they opened their eyes again, there was no trace of Zhu Moye.

Zhu Moye has become a mortal and is hiding in the imperial city.

Chapter 772: Grandpa and Grandson of the Li Family

The gates of the Imperial City had long been locked, forbidding the citizens from entering or leaving. Once upon a time, when Zhu Moye was identified as a demon, the entire Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, and some people in the Imperial City fled the city in a desperate attempt.

However, most of the people still chose to stay. Under the rule of Zhu Moye, although he did not dare to say that he was the greatest emperor of all time, he improved people's livelihood so that everyone could live and work in peace and contentment, and no one would pick up things on the streets.

But under the guidance of his new ideas, the lives of the people in the Ming Dynasty are much better now than before.

Moreover, because Zhu Moye has the ambition to be the emperor, he also takes great care of the people in some small details. People will die if they compare themselves with others, and money will be thrown away. Feeling the comfort of life now, the people naturally don't want to go back to the past.

So they had a certain degree of respect for Zhu Moye, the emperor who brought them good days. This was also the reason why Zhu Moye was named a demon, but could still feel the power of faith in the imperial city.

Moreover, among the citizens who stayed in the imperial city, there were many nobles. First of all, for them, it didn't matter who became the emperor, as they all served the royal family.

Secondly, these people also saw the fate of those ministers. They might have held the highest positions in the country, but in the eyes of those immortals and demons, they were just one of the living beings, no different at all.

At its peak, the Imperial City had nearly a million people, and even now, there are still over 700,000. Zhu Moye was reborn into one of them, and it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for Buddhism to find him.

This was also Zhu Moye's plan, to stay here quietly and let the Buddhists find him. Wait for the right opportunity and then slip away.

Originally, Zhu Moye had thought about waiting for time to slip out and go find Nuwa, but after thinking it over, Zhu Moye realized that he was anxious, but Nuwa was even more anxious. Zhu Moye could only wait here and do nothing, but Nuwa couldn't wait. If she waited like this, she would have no chance.

How to break this situation is actually very simple. Just wait in the imperial city and wait for the Heavenly Court led by Nuwa to take action. Zhu Moye believes that under Nuwa's instructions, the Heavenly Court will take action sooner or later.

This is related to the timing. Buddhism is now full of hatred and is launching a large-scale attack. If Nuwa does not respond, the Heavenly Court will gradually become a thug of Buddhism.

By that time, if Nuwa still wanted to come out to control the world and let the Heavenly Court and Buddhism fight against each other, she would have completely lost the opportunity.

After Zhu Moye changed several places in succession, even he himself was not sure where he was in the imperial city.

Finally, it turned into a child of about five years old, because the birth of a child is the easiest to investigate, but it is the most difficult to verify in troubled times.

Although the imperial city has not yet been completely in chaos, it is because it is under high pressure from the government and no one dares to cause chaos. However, due to the large number of citizens who left the city before, there are definitely many orphans in the city.

Under the command of Buddhism, the one who is now in power is a general of the imperial city, who controls the imperial city’s army and maintains the safety of the imperial city.

Zhu Moye was walking on the street in tattered clothes. It was almost dark and there were fewer passers-by. Compared with the previous days, it was much more bleak.

Every store started to make samples. Zhu Moye walked alone on the road and suddenly became too conspicuous. He was seen by many people. These people were looking at Zhu Moye, and Zhu Moye was also looking at these people.

Some looked at Zhu Moye with sympathy in their eyes. There were too many children like this in the past few months. Some looked at Zhu Moye with suspicion, and Zhu Moye could feel their suspicion.

Zhu Moye thought to himself that if he wanted to search for someone, he would definitely pay attention to everyone in the imperial city. After all, everyone here could be the incarnation of Zhu Moye.

Zhu Moye also knew that if he continued like this, he would sooner or later arouse the suspicion of people controlled by Buddhism, or even the disciples sent by Buddhism.

Because the Imperial City had long been closed, even though there were some orphans and widows, some of them were still familiar faces. After all, children had little experience and most of them only hung out near their homes, so one could easily tell the general identity of the child by asking.

Moreover, Zhu Moye was very worried that if he still didn't find a place before dark, he would be abducted by some human traffickers. Of course, the identity of these human traffickers was worth investigating. Their purpose was not to abduct and sell people, because the least valuable thing now was human beings.

Because orphans have no relatives, even if they were abducted, no one would care. So if they were arrested, wouldn't they be subject to search?

Zhu Moye didn't want to judge others by his own standards, but on the battlefield of life and death, it was natural to judge the villain first and then the gentleman.

Zhu Moye had already chosen a family, an old man who was buying pears. The latter was accompanied by a little girl, who was about four or five years old and looked very cute.

Before, these two people looked at Zhu Moye with eyes full of pity, and Zhu Moye walked towards them.

"Grandpa, my parents are dead. Can I go with you?" Zhu Moye said in a clear voice and with a pitiful expression, just like a little child.

The old man's eyes were filled with sorrow and pity. He looked at the pears that had barely sold and was speechless for a moment. The old man was in his fifties, and his eyes showed a wealth of experience.

Although Zhu Moye's transformed child was ragged, he had a fair complexion and it was obvious that he was once from a wealthy family. Such children once enjoyed wealth and glory, but only fell into hardship and ended up in their current situation.

He made a living selling pears, and it was hard enough raising a granddaughter, let alone a child. He might not even be able to afford food. If there was a child who could endure hardship, endure it together, and work hard, he could eat less and it would be fine.

But he knew that he could not afford to take in such a rich child, could not support others, and would even drag them into an increasingly difficult predicament.

The old man wanted to refuse, but his clothes were pulled and he realized it was his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, look at this little brother, he's so pitiful. Let's save him, okay?" said the little granddaughter, her big eyes full of pure kindness.

"Xiaohua, it's not that Grandpa doesn't want to take him in, but we might not be able to support him," the old man called out, his voice filled with disappointment. He had lived a long time, through many dynasties.

He experienced the turmoil of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period and the unification of the Sui Dynasty when he was still a child. However, he did not enjoy many peaceful days. When Emperor Yang of Sui took power, the country was once again in chaos and the people suffered more and more.

Chapter 773: Changes in the Imperial City

With the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, everything returned to normal, and life finally began to improve. However, people had just experienced turmoil, and life was difficult, requiring a long period of health preservation.

By the time of the Ming Dynasty, life had truly become prosperous. An old man like him could support his family by selling pears. The emperor was wise, but it had only been a short time, and a good emperor who loved his people was actually cast down as a demon by the gods and Buddhas in heaven!

When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer!

All these upheavals, rises and falls, were borne by the people at the bottom. The old man had been kind and hardworking all his life, but now he felt extremely lost when he saw Zhu Moye. He couldn't even support a child.

"Child..." The old man finally hardened his heart and wanted to refuse Zhu Moye. He took out two pears and handed them to Zhu Moye. Adopting him was not an option, but giving him a few pears was no problem.

Little did he know that even if Xiaohua went every day, his granddaughter could only eat a small pear every few days.

"Grandpa, I have money. This is what my father left me before he died. I will give it all to you. I'm just afraid of being alone!" Zhu Moye saw the old man's hesitation and felt extremely sad. He quickly took out some gold and handed it to the old man.

This golden stator was originally a magic weapon with something inlaid on it, but it was crushed by Zhu Moye and mixed into a golden stator.

The old man was startled and looked around quickly. He held Zhu Moye Long in his arms, stuffed the gold back into Zhu Moye's clothes, and shouted, "Little boy, put the money away quickly. It would be bad if others saw it."

There was no greed in the old man's eyes, which made Zhu Moye full of admiration. He knew that he had found the right person this time.

Zhu Moye handed the gold to the old man and said, "Grandpa, I know it's dangerous for me to carry the gold alone. I'll give you the money and I'll go with you, okay? I'm very strong and I can help you with the work."

The old man's granddaughter, Xiaohua, pulled at his clothes and called out, "Grandpa, let's take the little brother back. He's so pitiful without his parents."

The little girl's eyes were red. She remembered that she also had no parents, but she still had a grandfather who loved her.

The old man sighed and said, "Okay, child, just follow us home. I'll keep the money for now and leave it to you later."

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Let’s talk. The old man carried the load on his shoulder, and Zhu Moye held Xiaohua’s hand and followed behind him, walking towards home.

The old man's surname was Li, so Zhu Moye called him Grandpa Li. When he arrived at Grandpa Li's house, Zhu Moye realized what it meant to be penniless. No wonder Grandpa Li was unwilling to take him in before.

There was almost nothing in the house except a bed and some wicker branches, which were used to weave baskets to put the pears in. On the way, under Zhu Moye's constant prompting, the old man bought some meat and vegetables.

Zhu Moye had no problem not eating for a few days, as he had long been practicing fasting, but he was still used to eating every day. These meat dishes were bought for the grandfather and grandson. Judging from their thin appearance, it seemed that they had not had a full meal in a long time, let alone meat.

Grandpa Li and Xiaohua had a very happy meal. Xiaohua's face was flushed and she was very happy. The old man had a smile on his face. Seeing his granddaughter happy, he was very happy.

Zhu Moye stayed at Grandpa Li's house for three months. During these three months, Zhu Moye took out some money from time to time to improve their lives. Grandpa Li saw that Zhu Moye was unusual, but he suppressed it deeply in his heart and said nothing.

During these three months, Zhu Moye had been living a leisurely life, but the entire world had already undergone earth-shaking changes. Even though he lived in the imperial city, Zhu Moye could feel the changes in the outside world.

Several times, soldiers came to check the household registration and inquire about Zhu Moye and Xiaohua, as well as the identity of the old man. Zhu Moye even felt that several times, someone used great magical powers to observe everyone in the imperial city.

The Daimyo Dynasty was completely destroyed, but no other forces had ever settled in the imperial city. Old Man Li would sometimes come back from selling pears and recount what he had heard from the soldiers about the outside world.

It seemed that a dynasty had changed outside, but no one dared to come to this former imperial city of the Ming Dynasty, and it became a forbidden place.

There are rumors that gods keep appearing in the sky, fighting from the earth to the sky, and from the sky to the earth, smashing the mountains and cutting off the rivers.

The imperial city remained tightly closed, with no one allowed to leave but only to come in.

Zhu Moye slowly sensed the changes in the imperial city. It was an opportunity, as if some great danger was about to come. In fact, Zhu Moye had been waiting, but he didn't know why the great power of Buddhism had not come.

If the Buddha came here, he would surely be able to find him among the endless stream of people, right? But there was no movement, which made Zhu Moye feel very relieved, but also very confused.

What Zhu Moye didn't know was that his wild aura had already been reported to the Buddha by Manjusri and Samantabhadra. But the reason the Buddha didn't take action was that he couldn't take action.

Having the Buddha personally come for Zhu Moye would attract too much attention. If people noticed the wild aura of Zhu Moye, it would only attract more covetousness. Buddhism wanted to keep Zhu Moye's secret for itself.

Zhu Moye felt a strong Buddha's aura near the imperial city, but this kind of Buddha's aura made him feel particularly uncomfortable. Others could not see it clearly, but Zhu Moye noticed it. As the Buddha's aura became thicker.

Grandpa Li and Xiaohua were slowly changing. Xiaohua was no longer innocent, but would occasionally chant "Amitabha" silently. Grandpa Li even started meditating and beating a wooden fish, no longer going out to do business to earn money.

On the street where he lived, Zhu Moye saw that some old men actually started to shave their heads, put on monk robes, light incense scars, and become monks.

In recent days, the Buddhist spirit has become increasingly prosperous, and the citizens of the entire imperial city are all turning to Buddhism.

Religion can enlighten people and give them a sense of security. However, if religion becomes too widespread, it will inevitably become extreme and cause chaos.

During this time, Zhu Moye quietly moved around and found that the Buddhists had left since some time, and only the original citizens were left here.

No one even used their magical powers to scan the place anymore. Zhu Moye found that even though he made some big noises, it didn't cause any waves, as if all the Buddhists had left.

There must be a conspiracy in this weirdness!

Ever since practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, Zhu Moye felt that his spiritual perception had become increasingly sharp, and he was particularly sensitive to future dangers. Seeing the Imperial City in its current state, Zhu Moye was terrified to the extreme.

It was as if a great disaster was about to strike, destroying all life. It was as if an earthquake was about to strike, destroying all living things. He didn't know what was going to happen, but Zhu Moye knew that a crisis was coming, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he would survive a near-death experience!

Chapter 774 Buddha Spirit Formation

After returning home, Zhu Moye felt even more terrified when he saw Grandpa Li and Xiaohua, whose eyes were shining with Buddha's light.

This is a magical power that only Buddhists who have cultivated to a very high level can possess. How can these mortals release Buddha's light with their eyes?

If you want to gain extraordinary strength, you must pay an astonishing price.

Zhu Moye understood these words too well, and seeing the current situation of Grandpa Li and Xiaohua, Zhu Moye was almost certain that they must have passively awakened something, perhaps using their lives in exchange for everything they had now.

Zhu Moye didn't try to wake them up. He had tried too many times in the past. There was even one time when he finally woke Xiaohua up, but she vomited blood and almost died.

The frightened Zhu Moye quickly used his magic power to heal her body, allowing her to fall into that state again.

Another month passed, and deaths began in the imperial city!

When the first person died, Zhu Moye felt the sadness and desolation. But it was only for a moment. The next moment, Zhu Moye felt the soul of that person, no longer sad, but full of piety, like a believer with great faith.

But Zhu Moye has lived with these people for nearly seven months. With his current magical powers, there are now nearly 700,000 people in the imperial city. Zhu Moye has been paying attention to them and has always kept their changes in mind.

That person is not a Buddhist at all. Of course, if he could become a Buddha by laying down his butcher knife, he might be. But he is an executioner, killing people for a living. He does not believe in Buddhism at all, but is actually the most opposed to Buddhism.

But now, his soul has become a devout believer? Zhu Moye doesn't believe it!

It was as if the death of the first person opened a door, and the second person began to die, and then the third...

Zhu Moye calculated in his mind that more than a thousand people had died in just one day. What these people had in common was that they were all the most determined non-Buddhists, almost the same as those who were low-ranking blasphemers of Buddhism.

These people are substitutes for Zhu Moye, substitutes to be sacrificed.

Zhu Moye felt a strong sense of Buddha in these people, but at the moment before the Buddha nature was born, Zhu Moye felt a strong resentment.