Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 699: : I have entered the dungeon, but I still want to write a book?

Chapter 699 is already in dungeons, and you want to write a book?

Daxuan, Zhongjing.

It was almost noon, and the discussions in Changming Palace finally stopped.

The court discussion this time mainly revolves around the chapter "Sha Wujing" in the twenty-second chapter of "Journey to the West", because this article has completely opened up the half-demon's path to heaven and the demon clan. There are already five half-demons who have awakened the "deep sand bloodline" in the wilderness, and Daxuan native has also reported the news of four half-demons awakening the "deep sand bloodline".

It is true that the "deep sand bloodline" is not comparable to the semi-holy ancestor bloodline, and even if this bloodline is awakened, it is only a potential, and it does not mean that it can really practice to the limit. I'm afraid that most of the half-demons are wandering in the fifth and sixth ranks, but given time, this is also a decisive force.

Fortunately, from an emotional point of view, this "deep sand bloodline" was created by Marquis Wu, and is naturally close to the human race.

In the words of Emperor Ye Heng, Chen Luo has laid the foundation with his heart, and the Daxuan court will pave the road above it responsibly.

For a whole morning, the Daxuan court adjusted and agreed on the guarantee system and rights framework for the half-demons in Daxuan's various survival and life affairs in the future. The specific details will be followed up and finalized by each department, and the main hall will be responsible for the final package.

In a word, there is only one spirit: those who are interested in Daxuan will follow Daxuan! Those whose hearts are in the human race are the ones of the human race!

Heroes who fought **** battles for the future of the human race, and added splendid talents to the country of the human race, even if there is only a trace of human blood in their bodies, they are still upright and complete human races!

Ting Yi did a good job of bypassing the big question of why the half-demon bloodline needs to be conferred by the emperor!

"It's noon, dear friends, if you have any urgent matters, and if you haven't made an appointment with your family, then stay here and have dinner with me!" Shouyuan looked at Zhao Rui'an's omission and smiled Said.

"Your Majesty, before the discussion is over, it's time to go to court for dinner." At this moment, there was no voice from among the officials.

The officials looked towards the place where the voice came from, and saw an official in blue walking out of the queue of officials, came to the middle of Zhao Rui'an, saluted respectfully, and said, "Mr. , nothing to play."

"I remember him!" Shouyuan looked at the blue-clothed official and said, "He is a retired soldier in the eighty-seventh year of the Zhenghe calendar, and his calligraphy is wrong."

"In August of this year, he was outstanding in public examinations, and was recommended by Zheng Xiaotang, and was promoted to Beijing in an exceptional way."

"Having been in Beijing for half a year, I just want to make a speech. I'm curious, he has nothing to say today."

This Wang Dayuan's lips trembled slightly, and he saluted first, and said: "Your Majesty, why don't you worry about my humble name." Afterwards, Jiang Minliang got up and said loudly, "I am just saying something, and I hope the wind will play it. thing."

"Let me play today, please Your Majesty and the imperial court to decide on the candidate for the Minister of Law as soon as possible, so that there is no one who is biased, and the justice of the sky will be taken care of!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Ruian immediately started whispering.

Since the late Wen Chancellor Yan Baichuan was enshrined and left, the original government minister entered the Wenchang Pavilion, the original military minister entered the main hall, and the original law minister rushed to the Weiwu Mansion in Wanren Mountain. , until the very beginning, there was no such bias and the position of Dharma Prime Minister is still vacant.

In today's bias, several deputy prime ministers jointly handle the affairs of the bias.

There are no secrets in the imperial court? Who knew that the position of Faxiang was personally recommended by the later Wenxiang, and it was going to fall under Wuhou Daxuan.

However, since Wuhou revealed his identity in the southern wasteland, he drove Fangcun Mountain to the northern border, pressing on the border between Xiaoxuan and the barbarians, and had no intention of serving in the court.

The strange thing is that both His Majesty and the eight ministers under the court never mentioned that matter, and even suppressed some criticisms.

The attitude is obvious, that seat is for Jiang Min to sit. When will Daxuan agree, and when will the biased place not be correct!

But Daxuan stayed in Fangcunshan, except for updating "Journey to the West" as usual, but never showed up again.

There must be nothing weird out there.

If you can let the holy hall intervene, your majesty will investigate, and the eight little ministers are collectively quiet, who will believe if there is a tacit understanding!

Politics is like that, everything is said all the time, but everything is said.

The atmosphere is so coaxed, who would brave the taboos and make a promise?

Who is it?

Who would?

Who dares?

Sitting in this position now, is it like a thorn in the throat, a thorn in the back, and a needle felt?

All civil and military officials kept their mouths and eyes under control, as if that had happened.

But that Wang Dayuan, who made a mistake today, actually brought up that matter on that occasion.

"Quiet!" The first **** Hou An's tongue burst into spring thunder, and Zhao Rui'an immediately became quiet.

All the officials looked at Wen Xiang Zhou Youfeng and Political Minister Ji Xianyu who were standing at the head of the class. The two young ministers closed their eyes, as if they didn't hear anything.

Jiang Min smiled lightly, and said: "Liu Aiqing, the youngest in the world is not the only thing that you and other monarchs talk about."

"There is not much to say!"

"The legal aspect is also the weight of the judiciary, so be cautious."

"I and a few people I love are doing my best for the people in the sky, so the position of Dharma Minister is vacant!"

"Wait a minute."

"This matter must be discussed again!"

Hearing the words, all civil and military officials heard that, except for a very small number of officials who fell into thinking, a small number of officials all gave a "hehe".

"Writing so few words every day, why do you think so hard?"

"Yeah, the story is written less, and the poems are always written."

"Nothing, I'm always writing about the monster race, and I'm going back to the human race to get to the point!"

"That's right, that's right, where are your four immortals! Just finished writing that each of the four immortals became immortals, why did you cut them off!"

"Shame of the literati!"

Hou An's ears moved, and he heard the word "cut".

Zhao Ruian came up quietly again.

Wang Dayuan seemed to know the result, and there was no dispute, but he continued to speak: "But the position of Minister of Justice is vacant, who can decide the tone of the judiciary?"

All the officials frowned upon hearing this.

In Xiaoxuan's legal system, the Minister of Law does not have the right of judicial interpretation. When there is no, the two laws have different understandings relative to the same law, and under our appointment, they will also implement the same standard. At that point, even the emperor would easily interfere.

However, Xiaoxuan's law has developed to this day, and it can be said that it is the most muddy law in the history of the human race. There are no cases that need to be finalized by the law?

If not, this must be extremely tricky.

Shou Yuan looked at Wang Dayuan, although there was no expression on his face, but a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

That Wang Dayuan wants to sue the court!

What kind of Dharma image is left in the air, and what Dharma image has been fixed in advance are all my pretense.

I just want to take those things and throw out a difficult thing behind me!

"The law is there, but I am not there."

"There is no literary minister and political minister!"

"There is no little Xuanwen and military officials!"

"Liu Aiqing, which judicial interpretation do you want to hear?"

When Wang Dayuan heard Shouyuan's question, he also pretended, directly bowed his body, and whispered: "The case of Han Qingzhu's patricide in Jiangmin County, Guangping Prefecture, Luozhou, and Han Qingzhu's son, Changming Palace, sued Chen Luo. Liu Wensou, the magistrate of the county, is arbitrarily arbitrarily arbitrarily arbitrarily in charge of human life!"

Patricide! Dictatorship! Disregard human life!

Sensitive words came out of Wang Dayuan's mouth one after another, making Jiang Minliang's atmosphere suddenly tense.

"Tell me the truth!" Shou Yuan said in a high voice.

"Yes!" Wang Dayuan stood up and said loudly, "Ten days later, Jiang Minliang of Chenluo County found out that his father had passed away and died on his bed. He was so sad that he distributed the obituary and the whole family attended the funeral!"

"One day later, it will be the day of mourning. Han Qingzhu's father has no old friends, but he is an eighth-rank Confucian. After hearing the news of his friend's death, he bid farewell. When he came to the empress, he told Han Qingzhu that his father was not dead. .”

"Although the body is alive, there is no wave of soul!"

"Jiang Minliang was happy, so he accepted the funeral."

"Seven days later, Han Qingzhu issued another obituary, saying that his father had indeed died. Liu Wensou, the magistrate of Chenluo County, was a disciple of this little Confucian later. He was suspicious and ordered him to conduct an autopsy. Traces of no lights and grasses were found inside the body."

"The Dengxicao can calm the mind, but if it is used in excess, it will cause damage to the soul. At the same time, Liu Wensou also found out that Jiang Minliang bought a small amount of Dengxicao."

"Han Qingzhu denies that he killed his father's soul with the lamp off grass."

"So Liu Wensou judged that Han Qingzhu killed his father!"

"If you wait for torture, Han Qingzhu hanged himself in the prison, and left a blood letter after his death: You didn't kill your father!"

"Han Qingzhu's son, Changming Palace, sued Jiang Minliang, claiming that Han Qingzhu had repeatedly stated that it was his father's spirit and soul that came from his father, and asked Han Qingzhu to help him get rid of it."

"Changming Palace believes that whether his grandfather has the talent to read through or not, he is a mere mortal. He is already forty years old. When he was found ten days later, he had a breathing pulse and no heartbeat. When the body was buried for eight days, the body even Corpse spots have been born, so it can be said to be dead."

"A mere ray of spirit can prove that his grandfather is a living person!"

"How can I kill a dead person again and be convicted before?"

"So the crime of Han Qingzhu's patricide exists. It was Liu Wensou who blindly doubted his teacher's judgment that Han Qingzhu was convicted of patricide, forcing Han Qingzhu to commit suicide in prison!"

"And Liu Wensou argued that the state of Han Qingzhu's father can convey the emotions of Zaichang, which means that my perception as a human being is not broken, which means death. Han Qingzhu put out the grass with a lamp To get rid of the soul is to kill the father!"

"Now Liu Wensou is suspending his post and awaiting participation, please Your Majesty and all the ministers to make an argument for this case."

Wang Dayuan briefly explained the context of the whole case in one breath, and then shut up before speaking.

But that surprised all the other officials.

How can a mortal with no signs of life exist in his body?

It is a retreat of eight thousand, there is no way to sense the sea of ​​spirits.

The unspoken rule of heaven is that mortals judge life and death by their bodies, and only non-practitioners judge life and death by their spirits and souls.

How can the two coincide?

Being able to stand in Zhao Rui'an, the officials present are all outstanding people. Xiaojia can tell at a glance that the key to the case is to determine whether Han Qingzhu's father was still alive before the first funeral report!

The voices of whispering in Zhao Ruian's office reappeared.

"This matter... the old man can explain it." Ji Xianyu, who had been closing his eyes all the time, opened his eyes and said hastily.

Ji Xianyu opened his mouth, and all the officials immediately came up quietly.

Wang Dayuan hurriedly turned his body, saluted Ji Xianyu, and said: "Please clarify the confusion!"

Jiang Minliang first bowed to Shouyuan, then turned around, looked at all the civil and military officials, but talked about something that seemed to be related to that case.

"Back then, Sage Kong opened the door of Confucianism to reach the heavens. Except for the holy personality of Sage Confucius, there are not many saints on the seat."

"When you come here, every dynasty and every generation, you are a saint of the human race."

"Until the later dynasty, before Mr. Qiliu, there were no more saints. Even if the sky is as heroic as Han Xiaojia, he is still a half-sage at the peak, staying in the realm of eight questions!"

"Does everyone know why?"

All the officials shook their heads.

Although I understand why Ji Xianyu suddenly brought up the holy way, but if you don't listen to that kind of thing, it may not be helpful to your own practice a few days ago.

"Green Bamboo!" Zhou Youfeng yelled loudly, as if he wanted to dissuade Ji Xianyu from speaking up, but Jiang Minliang shook his head slightly and said: "If we practice to seek, we will naturally feel the heart. , there is no difference between knowing and knowing.”

"Jiang Min, the big man, knows how to train his mind four thousand miles away, what are you waiting for?"

Zhou Youfeng sighed heavily when he heard the words, and nodded.

"Minister Zheng, what does he mean by this?" Another little Confucian official stepped forward and asked with courtesy.

Ji Xianyu took a deep breath and said, "That's also a secret, and it must have been passed down by the saints of various families."

"Your way of heaven has experienced two collapses!"

"Once the building collapsed, the two worlds were separated, and the world and the ghosts were disconnected."

"The other time is when the two heavens stood side by side, and the sky and the wild sky confronted each other."

"Every breakup is the growth of the ancient way of heaven and the growth of the original rules!"

Speaking of that, Ji Xianyu paused, and then said: "It's like a small tank full of water, with two holes broken, and the water outside the tank is flowing It is constantly flowing in!"

"But the water outside the tank flows out of the hole, does it flow in?"

"Yes, along the perimeter of this hole, there are still a lot of cracks, and there is still no water seeping out from these cracks!"

"Why does your human race have no Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and Wanwai trails, and now you have to add Daxuan's martial arts!"

"Why does Heaven recognize your reasoning?"

"Because your reasoning is supplementing and perfecting the way of heaven!"

"You are all mending that little water tank!"

"If you want to mend the holes, just mend the cracks!"

"Why can your Confucian school become the orthodox of the human race, gather luck, and stand in the court?"

"Because at the beginning of Buddhism, I want to change a water tank; at the beginning of Taoism, I want to get rid of the water tank and drink the water outside the water tank; and Confucius' principle is to really want to repair the water tank!"

"Daxuan's martial art is so rare. I found new repair materials, and I also found fewer people who repair tanks."

"But from the looks of it, is the water tank repaired?"

Jiang Minliang shook his head: "Yes."

"The hole is too small, the cracks are too few, and the water is still seeping in!"

"Why do so few people favor the past and despise the present, thinking that the ancient people were less holy, and today's people are like the ancients."

"But have we seen that in ancient times, you had few saints in the human race, and there were also many emperors in the monster race, and there were even more shortages in the barbarian race?"

"What about today?"

"Returning to the root, it is because the source rule is too little, and it is perfect!"

"It is said that there will be no more saints, but the difficulty is much lower than in ancient times!"

Ji Xianyu said those words in one breath, then looked at Wang Dayuan again.

"Now, the truth can answer his question."

"The situation of Zhao's father in his mouth is not an isolated case. Since ancient times, there have been many cases."

"It's just that no one pays attention."

"The church has never been judged before!"

"That has nothing to do with the consummation of the willow god's rules! No part of Jiangmin's rules fell into the nether world."

"The willow **** is gone, but the soul has not left. A ray of the soul binds the aura of the living being who is about to leave the body!"

"In the long run, it is eight words: people are dead, but life is still alive!"

After Ji Xianyu finished speaking, all civil and military officials in the court looked astonished.

No such thing?

"How should we deal with this case?" Wang Dayuan frowned and asked in doubt.

Zhou Youfeng sighed: "It can be said that Han Qingzhu killed his father, and Jiang Min can be blamed."

"But outside, after all, Jiang Minliang's life is at stake!"

Zhou Youfeng pondered for a moment, then bowed to Shouyuan and said, "Your Majesty, please grant the decree to order the newly established Department of Prisons to overturn the judgment of Jiangmin County and wash away Han Qingzhu's name of murdering his father."

"Han Qingzhu committed suicide in prison, and Jiang Minliang, the magistrate of Jiangmin County, is not responsible for his dereliction of duty."

"Transfer to the northern border and become a border county magistrate!"

Hearing the words, the eyes of all the officials lit up, they are ashamed to be the old prime minister!

Returning the common people to be fair, there is nothing to say about that; the key is to deal with Liu Wensou!

What is pursued is the judgment, but the dereliction of duty.

Transferred from Luozhou to the northern border, it seems that they are relegated, but the management of some northern border cities can be regarded as military exploits!

The next step is to see where Liu Wensou will be transferred.

After the penalty, it seems that there is a penalty.

What a little wisdom!

Shou Yuan nodded his head and said, "Zuzao!"

Wang Dayuan bowed his hands and went back into the court, while Shouyuan looked curiously at the place where the Dharma figure should stand.

"Ghost..."

"I also know what Mr. Chen is doing in Netherworld!"

"I'm really curious..."

…

At this moment, Netherworld, Haowaishan!

Da Xuan is leading Yan Luo Wang, a group of Bodhisattvas and Ying Gou to kill this Cang Ning outside Xiwai!

The willow spirit obtained by eating fruit is infinite, and the magical powers can be used with restrictions, so Daxuan's strategy is to grab the start!

Daxuan Lord T, go down to start a group, and then Jiang Minliang will follow alone, and a group of bodhisattvas will assist, use Buddhist magical powers to imprison the opponent, and strive to take them away!

The point is to want the life of the god, but the godhead!

As for Yinggou, just in case, let's go for a walk!

When Daxuan and his party went, they were retreating in a long walk, but when they came back, they were very aggressive, and the aura of each of them spread out, making the hearts of the people in the tribes outside the west sink, as if they felt a little terror!

Naturally, Cang Ning also sensed the murderous intent of Daxuan and the others. Suddenly, a phantom of a huge willow tree appeared in the sky below the West Waiwai, and the wind blew up countless willow branches. The willow branch seemed to have special tentacles, and took the lead in attacking Daxuan and the others.

"Heh!" Daxuan took a deep breath, and punched out suddenly, the wind of the punch instantly brought a howling wind, and headed towards the ten thousand willow branches.

Whether the wind from the willow tree collided with Daxuan's martial arts fist wind, there was an earth-shattering bang, it was just whether the two winds disappeared due to the collision, but turned into a whirling hurricane, flying sand and rocks in an instant.

The mortals under the ground hugged the stones and trees tightly, trying to stabilize their bodies, but in the end it was futile. In a blink of an eye, we were swept up by the hurricane together with the stones and trees, and we knew where we were thrown. everywhere.

At this time, the branches of the willow tree that covered the sky were intertwined in twos and ones again, turning into the appearance of countless spears, piercing through the hurricane, and continuing to attack Daxuan, Daxuan's face changed, and he raised his hand , With a thought, there seemed to be a shadow of a knife under this single hand.

"Cut!"

Jiang Min's arm landed heavily, and suddenly a sharp air rushed out. These seemingly indestructible willow branch spears collided with the sharp air, and fell apart in an instant.

That blow directly pierced through the willow branch's defense, and fell under the phantom of the willow tree, and faintly heard a muffled groan coming from the phantom of the willow branch!

At this time, Daxuan let out a long breath, the two supernatural powers almost consumed my willow spirit for eight days.

There is no problem with the exchange rate of Haowaishan!

Crossing the Jiangmin is considered to have completed his task. At this moment, Zhao Changshuo stopped his body and rushed out of my side immediately.

As soon as Zhao Changshuo raised his hand, a brush appeared in his hand. Zhao Changshuo pointed the brush towards the void, and the void seemed to be smudged with ink, and black soldiers and horses emerged from the void, rushing towards the willow tree.

Writing a thousand words, every word is a soldier!

"Amitabha!" At the same time that Zhao Changshuo summoned the black army, a group of bodhisattvas clasped their hands together, full of Buddha's light, and a **** appeared on top of my head, as if it was about to be released in a second, completely imprisoning Cang Ning.

At this moment, Cang Ning on the opposite side suddenly made a pleasant voice, followed by the previous sound transmission from Cang Ning's phantom.

The voice transmission speaks the language of the Haowaishan world, but the standard Xiaoxuanguan dialect!

"Which colleague is here?"

"On the command of Shang Xiaofengxuanhuang, King of Eye Opening, Jiang Minliang!"

Damn it!

Jiang Min was taken aback, and then quickly reached out to grab a line of bodhisattvas who were about to print the swastika. Zhao Changshuo also flicked his wrist, and immediately crushed the brush in his hand, and the black soldiers and horses turned into smoke and disappeared!

Owner?

Jiang Min and Zhao Changshuo looked at each other, and then looked at the phantom of the willow tree opposite.

Daxuan remembered that after he retired from Haowai Mountain, Emperor Lin once told himself that no one named Han Qinhu had ever retreated into Haowai Mountain, and never came out before.

What a coincidence?

At the same time, the phantom of the willow tree on the opposite side quickly shrank, and finally turned into a burly bald man. Looking at Jiang Min and his party, the man suddenly burst into tears, and said sadly, "I finally saw my relatives." ..."

Daxuan: (￣ェ￣;)

…

Sirawai looked confused.

I am fully aware of what happened just now, only that the sudden gust of wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, making people open their eyes.

But in a blink of an eye, the wind stopped.

Jiangmin, who has always been mysterious and long-term, sent a message to himself, telling himself to prepare for the noisy place, I want to entertain my friends.

Friends?

These taboos are actually Cang Ning's friends!

As for the circle of friends of the gods, Xi Lawai naturally dared to keep his mouth shut, and quickly cleaned out the most sacred ancestral hall outside the tribe.

…

"King Eye Opener, this is King Yinggou, Wangjia, Prince Jue; that is a Bodhisattva from the Pure Land of Possession!" As the same group of people who led Lin Huangshang Youming, Zhao Changshuo and Jiang Minliang also had countless ties to each other, so acted as an introducer.

Subsequently, Zhao Changshuo looked at Daxuan, and introduced: "This is Mrs. Feng... the palace of King Fengdu! It is also your lord!"

Han Qinhu, the eye-opening king, gasped when he heard Zhao Changshuo's introduction.

Take the royal capital as a fief and accept Zhao Changshuo as a subordinate.

That identity, you can get it...

"Han Qinhu has met Tai... Your Majesty, Prince Fengdu!" Han Qinhu quickly saluted.

Daxuan waved his hand, looked at Han Qinhu, and said curiously: "When you came, His Majesty also mentioned the Pavilion."

"What the **** happened, so that you have to stay in the Artemisia outside the mountain to return and become the **** of the Xiwaiwai tribe?"

Han Qinhu smiled wryly, his eyes revealing the color of memory.

"Going back to the palace, when I entered the Netherworld with the Emperor Lin, I determined to find out about the Netherland for the Emperor Lin, so I was given the title of Eye Opener."

"By chance, the secret place of Haowai Mountain was opened, and I retreated into it out of curiosity."

"Unexpectedly, before retreating, the willow gods dropped sharply. In order to survive, we killed our so-called gods on the ground and annoyed the local aborigines!"

"You are surrounded and seriously injured."

"So I fled here with injuries!"

"In times of crisis, Liu Zu's power appeared and helped you take away a god."

"That's why you turned into a willow tree, but you were also trapped in that world."

Listening to Han Qinhu's narration, Daxuan frowned slightly: "The power of Liu Zu?"

"Is that the one?"

Speaking, Daxuan stretched out his hand, and a phantom of willow branches and leaves appeared under his hand.

"Exactly!" Jiang Minliang nodded and said, "You can enter the Netherworld with Emperor Lin, all thanks to the protection of the seal."

"Come here and you will know that the imprint can also strip and transfer the connection between the gods of this world and the way of heaven."

"It's just a pity that you are too injured, so you can only use the method of seizing the house."

Daxuan pondered for a while, and suddenly understood.

That world is closely related to Jianmu, and Liu Zu was transformed by Jianmu. Naturally, this imprint has no magical effect here, and it is not surprising to transfer the connection of heaven.

Why did you think of it as soon as it was over?

Because of that matter, we can talk about it quickly. Daxuan looked at Han Qinhu and asked a key question.

"Sir Wang, what is going on in the world?"

…

"That world..."

Hearing Daxuan's question, Han Qinhu thought for a moment, and said hastily: "According to your young observation, it is made of a few fragments of heaven."

"There is no one main rule, it can be said to be the way of heaven!"

"The rule is—"

"The end of life!"

"End of life?"

Han Qinhu nodded and confirmed: "Yes! Outside there, the willow gods can be allocated and transferred. Once the willow gods are exhausted, this is death!"

"All the rules are the ones that operate for the basic."

One line Bodhisattva was firm for a moment, and asked: "Out there, the Willow God was brought by nature, but added the day before yesterday. Is that what it means?"

"Yes!" Han Qinhu nodded and said, "The secret land of Haowai Mountain is a broken way of heaven after all, it's just fragments of the way of heaven."

"I can't evolve a real creature."

"The creatures outside are more like processed!"

"Create the corpse first, and then inject Jiangmin!"

"So people outside, live for a long time, and die for a long time!"

After listening to Han Qinhu's explanation, some puzzles in Daxuan's heart were solved immediately.

It's no wonder that people outside these villages behave like this before they die.

"Don't bother... Is that tiring of heaven?" Yinggou, who was eating melon, touched the melon juice under her mouth and complained.

"King Yinggou knows everything!" Jiang Minliang said with a smile, "That is the way the will of the world resists the assimilation of the underworld."

"Oh? Please explain in detail, junior." Daxuan hurriedly asked.

Han Qinhu nodded again, as if he hadn't seen anyone for too long, and he didn't know whether he was talking or not: "Mount Haowai will be opened every once in a while, and it will be connected to the netherworld."

"In order to resist the assimilation of the netherworld, the will of the world will evolve that exterior towards the human world!"

"Therefore, there is no opportunity for creatures to appear."

"The will of the world needs living beings to be active, and use that kind of living beings' breath to resist the ghosts!"

"One passion and eight desires?" Hearing the words, Daxuan blurted out without thinking.

"Exactly!" Han Qinhu affirmed, "As the gods, a small part of your responsibility is to harvest the passions and desires of that kind of creatures and feed them back to the heavens here."

One line Bodhisattva suddenly realized: "So at the banquet later, your emotions will be suppressed by the rules."

Han Qinhu smiled and said: "Exactly!"

"Speaking of tolerance, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, worry, fear, and shock are all the breaths of life that are needed by the heavens here. It is difficult for me to brew a good result because of the loss of life. "

"The most harmful and difficult thing is slow happiness!"

"So in that world, the banquet is the most important, and the singing and dancing are also the most important."

"And the gods will also very much encourage the slow music behavior of singing and dancing as soon as they say it."

"The gods here and there will also compile various myths and stories, adding festivals and ceremonies to make mortals more addicted to them and release their emotions."

Daxuan's expression gradually became strange.

All kinds of grand and small festivals, countless fairy tales, and the style of dancing without saying a word...

That world of rules sounds familiar!

"Akenguli..."

It's over, the melody rang out of my mind again.

"That's right..." Daxuan grasped the main point of Han Qinhu's words, "Then the gods outside still write books? The way of heaven has no feedback for mortals?"

"Huh? Is there any?" Han Qinhu hurriedly said, "It's just a long story ~IndoMTL.com~ to mobilize the emotions of ordinary people"

"Of course there is no feedback, but it is aimed at the gods. As long as the harvesting emotions are less, the authority given by Fang Tiandao will be lower!"

"It's just that there are so many stories written, but there are very few that are really ineffective."

Daxuan blinked his eyes.

()

Then all copies are returned, and you still want to write a book?

Originally, I just wanted to use my special identity to get in touch with that world.

Since he made the first move, you are also pretending.

It's a showdown.

Above, the mortal Taoist master, AKA, the light of literati!

Look at you killing us!

Harvesting emotions, you are a professional in that matter!