Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 699: : It’s all in the dungeon, and you still need to write a book?

Daxuan, Zhongjing.

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

This court discussion mainly revolves around the chapter "Sha Wujing" in the 22nd chapter of "Journey to the West", because this article completely opened up the half-demon's path to the Heavenly Dao and the Demon Race. In a short period of time, the South There are already five half-demons who have awakened the "Shensha bloodline" on Huang's side, and the mainland of Daxuan has also reported the news that four half-demons have awakened the "Shensha bloodline".

It is true that the "Deep Sand Bloodline" is not the bloodline of the ancestral demon that is comparable to the half-sage. In addition, even if this bloodline is awakened, it is only potential, and it does not mean that one can really cultivate to the limit. I am afraid that most of the half-demon are also wandering in the fifth or sixth rank, but over time, this is also a decisive force.

Fortunately, emotionally speaking, this "deep sand bloodline" was created by Wuhou, and is naturally close to the human race.

In the words of Emperor Ye Heng, Chen Luo laid the foundation carefully, and then the Daxuan court would be responsible for paving the road above.

For an entire morning, the Daxuan court adjusted and agreed on the security system and rights framework for the half-demon in the future in various aspects of Daxuan's survival and life, including the awakened Shensha bloodline and the half-demon who have not awakened the Shensha bloodline. The specific details will be finalized by the respective yamen, and finally the main lobby will be responsible for it.

All in all, there is one spirit: those who have the heart to the great profound, the great profound! If the heart is in the human race, then the human race will belong to the human race!

A hero who fought **** battles for the human race, and added splendid talents to the human race. Even if there is only a trace of human blood in his body, he is an upright and broken human race!

Ting Yi well circumvented the big question of why the half-demon bloodline needs the canonization of the emperor!

"It's noon, if you love Qing, if there is any delay, and if you haven't made an appointment with your family, then stay here and accompany me for dinner!" Shouyuan looked at Zhao Ruian's missing engraving and smiled with a smile on his face. said.

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

Baiguan looked towards the place where the voice came from, and saw an official in blue came out of the queue of hundreds of officials, came to the center of Zhao Ruian, saluted respectfully, and said, "My minister, Jiang Minliang, the eight-rank speaker of the Censor's Office. , start playing without incident."

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

"In August of this year, the public examination was outstanding, recommended by Zhengxiaotang, and was promoted to Beijing by exception."

"I've been in Beijing for half a year, and I'm just making a statement, but I'm curious. He has nothing to play today."

This Wang Dayuan's lips trembled slightly, and he gave a salute first, and said, "The name of Wei Chen is despicable, and your majesty is concerned about it." Jiang Minliang got up and said loudly, "Wei Chen is saying something, he is willing to hear it. matter.”

"Today's performance, please your Majesty and the court to decide on the candidates for the law as soon as possible, so that there is no master in the biased place, and justice is in the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ruianne whispered.

Since Wen Xiangyan Yan Baichuan was consecrated and left, the former prime minister entered Wenchang Pavilion, the former soldier was transferred to the small hall, the former law minister went to Wanren Mountain's mighty mansion, and several junior ministers came to make a small move. , until the very beginning, the position of the Dharma Prime Minister without this bias is still vacant.

The current bias is that several vice ministers jointly handle the bias.

Then there are no secrets inside the imperial court? Who knew that the position of this Dharma Prime Minister was personally recommended by the later Prime Minister Wen, and it would fall under the body of Wuhou Daxuan.

But before Wuhou revealed his identity in Nanhuang, he drove Fangcun Mountain and landed in the north, pressing on the border between Xiaoxuan and the barbarians, and did not intend to serve in the court.

The strange thing is, that matter, whether it is your Majesty or the eight small ministers under the court, all mention it, and even press some criticism.

The attitude displayed is obvious, that position is for Jiang Min to sit. When will Daxuan agree, and when will there be no righteousness in the biased place!

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

There must be nothing weird out there.

It is a matter of interrogation to make the church, Your Majesty is to investigate, and the Eight Small Phases are collectively quiet. If there is a tacit understanding, who will believe it!

Politics is like that, always saying everything, but actually saying everything.

The atmosphere is so coaxed, who would risk a taboo to say a dharma with white teeth?

Who?

Who would?

Who dares?

Sitting in this position now, is it like a stick in the throat, like a thorn in the back, like sitting on pins and needles?

All civil and military officials controlled their mouths and eyes well, as if that had happened.

But that Wang Dayuan, who was wrong today, actually brought up that matter on that occasion.

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

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

Jiang Min smiled lightly and said, "Liu Aiqing, it's not the only things that you and other monarchs and ministers are talking about when you are young."

"There is not much to say yet!"

"The law is also the most important thing in the judiciary, but it is prudent."

"I and a few people who are close to each other are doing my best for the heaven and the earth, so the position of Dharma minister is vacant!"

"Wait a minute."

"This matter must be discussed again!"

A hundred civil and military officials heard the words, except for the vast majority who fell into thinking, a small number of officials said "hehe".

"How can I be so exhausted when I write such braille every day?"

"Yes, stories are written less, and poems are always written."

"Nothing yet, I've been writing about the demon clan, hurry up and return to the human clan to get to the point!"

"Yes, yes, your four immortals! Just finished writing the four immortals and became immortals, why did you cut them off!"

"Shame on the literati!"

Hou An's ears moved, and when he heard the words "cut", his face was solemn, he glanced at the official speaking, and said again: "Quiet!"

Zhao Ruian calmed down again.

Wang Dayuan seemed to know the result and whether there was any dispute, but continued to speak: "But the position of the legal minister is vacant, who can decide the interpretation of the judicial tone?"

The officials frowned upon hearing this.

In Xiaoxuan's legal system, the law has no judicial interpretation power. When there is no law, two laws have the same understanding relative to the same law, and under our tenure, the implementation is the same standard. Even the emperor would easily interfere with that.

However, Xiaoxuan's law has developed to this day, and it can be said to be the most turbid law in the history of the human race. Is there any case that needs the law to finalize it?

If not, this must be extremely tricky.

Shouyuan looked at Wang Dayuan, although there was no expression on his face, but there was a flash of interest in his eyes.

That Wang Dayuan wants to sue the imperial court!

What dharma signs are left in the air, and what dharma signs have been established early, are all my pretense.

I'm just trying to pick up on those things and throw out the hard stuff ahead of me!

"The Dharma is here, but I am not there yet."

“There is no literary or political minister yet!”

“There is no Xiaoxuanwen and Wubai officials yet!”

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

Wang Dayuan pretended to be Shouyuan's questioning, he bowed directly, and whispered: "The case of Han Qingzhu's father-killing in Jiangmin County, Guangping Prefecture, Luozhou, and Han Qingzhu's son Changming Palace sued Chen Luo. The county magistrate, Liu Wensou, is dictatorial and dictatorial, and will take lives!"

Father kill! Exclusive! Candid life!

The sensitive words popped out of Wang Dayuan's mouth, making Jiang Minliang's atmosphere suddenly solemn.

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

"Yes!" Wang Dayuan stood up and said loudly, "Ten days later, Jiang Minliang from Chenluo County found out that his father had died on the bed.

"One day later, it will be the day of mourning. Han Qingzhu's father has no old friends, he is an eighth-rank Confucian. He heard the news of his friend's death, and then said goodbye. When he came to the Spiritual Queen, he told Han Qingzhu that his father was not dead. ."

"Although the body is alive, there is no trace of spiritual fluctuations!"

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

"Seven days later, Han Qingzhu issued an obituary again, saying that his father was indeed dead. This Chenluo County magistrate Liu Wensou was the disciple of this little Confucian later. He was suspicious and ordered him to conduct an autopsy. No traces of lights and grass were found inside the body.”

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

"Han Qingzhu denies that he killed his father's spirit by using the lamp to extinguish the grass."

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

"Han Qingzhu hanged himself in prison and left a blood letter after his death: "You have not killed your father!"

"Han Qingzhu's son, Changming Palace, sued Jiang Minliang, claiming that Han Qingzhu had repeatedly stated that it was his father's intention to be a master, and asked Han Qingzhu to help him free."

"Changming Palace believes that his grandfather, with or without the gift of reading, was a mortal man. He was forty years old. When he was found ten days later, he had a breathing pulse and no heartbeat. The corpse spots have been born, and it can be said to be dead."

"A mere ray of divine soul can show that his grandfather is a living person!"

"How can one kill another person and then be convicted?"

"So Han Qingzhu's crime of murdering his father does exist at all. It was Liu Wensou who blindly doubted his teacher's judgment and charged Han Qingzhu with murdering his father, forcing Han Qingzhu to commit suicide in prison!"

"And Liu Wensou argues that if Han Qingzhu's father is in a state of being able to convey his emotions, it means that my perception as a person is not broken, and it is considered death. Han Qingzhu put out the lights and the grass To go to **** is to kill the father!"

"Now Liu Wensou is suspended from office pending participation. Please Your Majesty and all the ministers decide on the case."

Wang Dayuan briefly explained the context of the whole case in one breath, and then he shut his mouth and spoke again.

Yes, that made my officials look surprised one by one.

A mortal person, whose body has signs of life, how can there be no trace of soul?

It is to retreat into the eight thousand, there is no way to sense the sea of ​​​​gods and souls.

The unspoken rule on that day is that mortals judge life and death by their physical bodies, and only those who are not practicing will judge life and death by their souls.

How can the two overlap?

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

The whispering voice in Zhao Ruian is back.

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

Ji Xianyu opened his mouth, and Baiguan immediately came up quietly.

Wang Dayuan hurriedly turned his body, bowed to Ji Xianyu, and said, "Please clarify your doubts!"

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

"In those days when Confucius opened the door of Confucianism and opened the way to heaven, except for Confucius' most holy person, there were not many saints on the throne."

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

"Until the later dynasty, before Mr. Qi Liu, there will be no more saints. Even if Tian Zong is as handsome as Han Xiao's family, he is still the pinnacle and semi-sacred, staying in the realm of eight questions!"

"Does Xiaojia know why?"

The officials shook their heads.

Although I understand why Ji Xianyu suddenly mentioned the Holy Way, but listening to that kind of thing a little less may not be helpful to my practice a few days ago.

"Qingzhu!" Zhou Youfeng shouted loudly, as if he wanted to dissuade Ji Xianyu from speaking up, but Jiang Minliang shook his head slightly and said, "If we cultivate enough to seek, we will naturally feel it. , there is no difference between knowing and knowing.”

"Jiang Min, the eldest son, knows how to temper his state of mind at a distance of 4,000 meters. What are you still doing with your head and tail waiting?"

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

"Political minister, what does he mean by this?" Another Confucian official stepped out and asked politely.

Ji Xianyu took a deep breath and said, "That's also a secret, and presumably none of the saints have spread it."

"Your Heavenly Dao has experienced two disintegrations!"

"Once the building tree collapsed, the two worlds were separated, and the world was disconnected from the netherworld."

"The other time is when the two heavens stand side by side, and the heavens and the barbarians confront each other."

"Every time it falls apart, it's because Gu Tiandao grows the rules of the source!"

Speaking of that, Ji Xianyu paused, and then went up: "It's like a small water tank full of water, two holes were smashed, the water outside the tank is all in the source. It's broken and flowing in!"

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

"Yes, there are many cracks around this hole, and there is still no water penetrating through these cracks!"

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

"Why does Heaven recognize your truth?"

"Because of your reasoning, you are supplementing and improving the way of heaven!"

"You guys are filling that little water tank!"

"Fix the holes, just fill the cracks!"

"Why can your Confucian sect become the orthodox human race, gather luck, and establish the court?"

"Because Buddhism is at the forefront, I want to change a water tank; Taoism is at the forefront, I want to get rid of the water tank and drink the water outside the water tank; and Kong Sheng's truth is to really want to repair the water tank!"

"The martial arts of Daxuan is very rare. I found new repair materials, and I also found fewer people who repaired tanks."

"But now, is that water tank repaired?"

Jiang Minliang shook his head: "Yes or not."

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

“Why do so few people think that the ancients are less sages than the present, thinking that the people of the ancient times are young and holy, and the people of today are like the ancients.”

"But have we seen that in ancient times, you were a young saint of the human race, there were many emperors and demons of the demon race, and there was a shortage of barbarians and ancients."

"What about today?"

"At its root, it is because the rules of the source are too little spilled, and it is perfect!"

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

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

"Now, I can answer his questions."

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

"It's just that nobody noticed."

"The church has never been judged!"

"That has nothing to do with the consummation of the willow **** rule of all beings! No part of Jiangmin's rule falls into the underworld."

"The willow spirit is exhausted, but it has not left the soul. A ray of divine soul binds the spiritual light that is about to leave the body!"

"In the long run, it's just eight words: people are dead, and their lives are still alive!"

After Ji Xianyu finished speaking, all the civil and military officials of the dynasty were astonished.

No such thing yet?

"How to deal with this case?" Wang Dayuan frowned and asked in confusion.

Zhou Youfeng sighed: "It can be determined that Han Qingzhu killed his father, and it can also be said that Jiang Min is innocent."

"But outside, after all, Jiang Minliang's life lies behind!"

Zhou Youfeng pondered for a moment, then saluted Shouyuan: "Please, Your Majesty, order the newly-established Department of Prisons and Prisons to overturn the judgment of Jiangmin County and wash away the name of Han Qingzhu for 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 north and be a frontier county magistrate!"

When the officials heard the words, their eyes lit up, they were ashamed to be the old prime minister!

Returning justice to the people, what can I say about that; the key is the disposal of Liu Wensou!

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

Relocated from Luozhou to the North, it looks like a relegation, but the management of many cities in the North is considered a military exploit!

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

The penalty has been passed, and it seems that there is a penalty.

What a little wisdom!

Shou Yuan nodded and said, "Precise play!"

Wang Dayuan handed over and entered the court class, while Shouyuan looked at the position where the original law should stand.

"Netherworld..."

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

"I'm really curious..."

…

At this moment, Netherworld, Artemisia Mountain!

Daxuan is taking King Yama, a group of Bodhisattvas and Yinggou to kill this Cangning outside the west!

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

Master Daxuan T, go down to start a group, and then the former Jiang Minliang will follow him, and a group of Bodhisattvas will assist him, using Buddhist supernatural powers to imprison the opponent, and strive to take them away in one wave!

The point is to take that god's life, but the godhead!

As for the firefly hook, just in case, let's walk around!

When Daxuan and his entourage went, they were retreating for a long time, but when they came back, they were aggressive.

This Cang Ning naturally sensed the killing intent of Daxuan and the others. At this moment, in the sky outside the west, a huge and small willow tree appeared in the sky, the wind was blowing, and several willow branches were blown up. Willow branches seemed to have special tentacles, and took the lead in attacking Daxuan and the others.

"Heh!" Daxuan took a deep breath and suddenly punched out. The punching wind instantly brought a howling wind and greeted the ten thousand willow branches.

The willow tree Yinfeng collided with Daxuan's martial arts fist wind, whether there was an earth-shattering loud noise, but whether the two winds were eliminated because of the collision, but turned into a circling hurricane, and the sand and stone were thrown away in an instant.

The mortals under the ground cling to the stones and trees, trying to stabilize their figure, but in the end it was in vain. In the blink of an eye, we were all swept up by the hurricane together with the stones and trees. go anywhere.

At this time, the willow branches that covered the sky were entangled in twos and twos, turning into the appearance of several spears, piercing the hurricane, and continuing to attack Daxuan. Daxuan's expression changed, and he raised one hand. , With a thought, there seems to be a shadow of a knife under this one hand.

"Cut!"

Jiang Min's arm fell heavily, and suddenly a sharp aura rushed out. These willow branch spears, which seemed to be sturdy, collided with the sharp aura, and collapsed in an instant.

That blow directly penetrated the willow branch's defense and landed under the shadow of the willow tree. I could faintly hear a muffled sound from the shadow of the willow branch!

At this time, Daxuan exhaled a long breath, two magical powers, which almost consumed my Liushen for eight days.

There is no problem with the exchange rate of Nahao Waishan!

It was Jiangmin who had completed his mission. At this time, he stopped and Zhao Changshuo rushed out from my side.

As soon as Zhao Changshuo raised his hand, a brush appeared in his hand, and he saw Zhao Changshuo point the brush toward the void, and the void seemed to be smeared with ink, and the ink-colored soldiers and horses emerged from the void and rushed towards the willow tree.

Writing a thousand words, every word is a soldier!

"Amitabha!" At the same time that Zhao Changshuo summoned the ink-colored army, a group of Bodhisattvas also folded their hands, covered with Buddha light, and a **** appeared on top of my head.

At this moment, the opposite Cang Ning suddenly uttered a voice in his heart, which came from Cang Ning's phantom with the previous sound transmission.

That voice transmission speaks the language of Haowaishan World, but the standard Xiaoxuan Mandarin!

"Which colleague is here?"

"On the imperial commander of Xiaofengxuan, the King of Eyes, Jiang Minliang!"

Fuck!

Jiang Min was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out and grabbed 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.

My own?

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

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

So coincidental?

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

Da Xuan: (￣ェ￣;)

…

Syrah looked bewildered.

I know exactly what happened just now. I only know that the sudden gust of wind wrinkled and swept away sand and rocks, which opened people's eyes.

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

Jiang Min, who has always been mysterious and long-standing, sent a message to himself to prepare himself for a noisy place. I want to entertain my friends.

Friends?

These taboos are actually Cang Ning's friends!

For the circle of friends of the gods, Shilawai naturally dared to be quiet, and quickly cleaned out the most sacred ancestral hall outside the tribe.

…

"Eye-opening king, this is the king of Yinggou, the king, the prince; that one is a bodhisattva in the Pure Land!" As the same group of people who led Emperor Lin's Netherworld, Zhao Changshuo and Jiang Minliang also had countless connections, so acted as an introducer.

Following forward, Zhao Changshuo looked at Daxuan and introduced: "This is Xiaofengtai... Your Highness Prince Fengdu! He is also your lord!"

Eye-opening Wang Han Jhanhu took a deep breath when he heard Zhao Changshuo's introduction.

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

That identity, is it...

"Han Zhuhu has met too... in the palace of the King of Fengdu!" Han Zhuhu hurriedly saluted.

Daxuan waved his hand, looked at Han Jhanhu, and said curiously, "When you came, Your Majesty also mentioned the pavilion."

"What happened in the end, so the pavilion has to stay in the Nahao Wai Mountain to return and become the **** of the tribe outside the west?"

Han Chuhu gave a wry smile, a memory flashing in his eyes.

"Going back to the hall, when I followed Emperor Lin into the Netherworld, I was determined to discover the Netherland for Emperor Lin, so I got an eye-opening title."

"By chance, Artemisia Mountain opened secretly, and I retreated into it out of curiosity."

"Unexpectedly, before retreating, Liu Shen suddenly decreased. In order to survive, he killed our so-called **** on the top and annoyed the local aborigines!"

"You are surrounded and seriously injured."

"So I escaped here with injuries!"

"In times of crisis, Liu Zu's power manifested and helped you capture a god."

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

Listening to Han Hanhu's remarks, Daxuan frowned slightly: "Liu Zuzhi's power?"

"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 will be able to follow Emperor Lin into the underworld, all relying on that mark to protect you."

"You didn't know until you came here, that the imprint can also peel off and transfer the connection between the gods of this world and the way of heaven."

"It's just a pity that you're so injured that you can only use the method of house grabbing."

Da Xuan pondered for a while, and suddenly understood.

The world is closely related to Jianmu, and Liu Zu was transformed by Jianmu. Naturally, this imprint has no magical effect here, and it is surprising to transfer the connection between heaven and earth.

Why did you think about it as soon as it ended?

Because of the past, we can chat at Kuaikuai in front of him. Daxuan looked at Han Chuhu and asked a key question.

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

…

"That world..."

Hearing Daxuan's question, Han Chuhu pondered for a moment, then said anxiously, "According to your young man's observation, the outer surface is formed by the fusion of a few fragments of the Heavenly Dao."

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

"That rule is—"

"End of life!"

"End of life?"

Han Zhuhu nodded and confirmed: "Yes! Outside, Liushen can be distributed and transferred. Once Liushen is exhausted, this is death!"

"All the rules are the one that works for the basics."

A group of Bodhisattvas stood firm for a moment and asked, "Outside of that, God Liu was brought by the gods, but added the day before yesterday. Is that what it means?"

"Yes!" Han Yanhu nodded and said, "After all, the secret land of Artemisia Mountain is a broken heaven, it's just a fragment of heaven."

"I have a way to evolve real life."

"The other creatures are more like processed!"

"Make the corpse first, then inject it into Jiangmin!"

"So those outsiders, as long as they live, die as long as they live!"

After listening to Han Yanhu's explanation, the puzzle in Daxuan's heart was immediately solved.

No wonder people outside these villages behave this way before they die.

"Don't bother... Is that Heavenly Dao too tired?" Yinggou, who was eating melon on the side, touched the melon juice under his mouth and complained.

"King Yinggou knows nothing!" Jiang Minliang said with a smile, "That is the way the world will resist the assimilation of the ghost."

“Oh?

Han Zhanhu nodded again, as if he had seen people for too long, and he had no idea what to say or what to say: "The Artemisia Mountain will open every once in a while, connecting it to the underworld."

"In order to resist the assimilation of the underworld, the will of the world will evolve the outer world toward the human world!"

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

"The will of the world needs to be active, and use the breath of that kind of life to resist the ghost!"

"One love and eight desires?" Daxuan blurted out without thinking when he heard the words.

"Exactly!" Han Yanhu affirmed, "As gods, a very small part of your responsibility is to harvest the passions and desires of that kind of creature and feed it back to the heaven here."

A group of Bodhisattvas suddenly realized: "So during the banquet later, your emotions were reduced by the rules."

Han Zhuhu smiled and said, "Exactly!"

"Speaking of tolerance, joy, anger, sadness, joy, worry, fear, and shock are all the breaths of life that the heaven needs here. It is a good consequence that it is difficult to brew a few kinds of others and cause loss of life. "

"The most harmful and difficult thing is to be slow!"

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

"And the gods will also greatly encourage the slow music behavior of singing and dancing as soon as a word is said."

"The gods here and there will also compile various myths and stories, increase festivals and ceremonies, and make mortals more indulged in them and release their emotions."

Da Xuan's face gradually became strange.

All kinds of small festivals, myths and stories of the Qing Dynasty, the style of dancing without saying a word...

That world of rules sounds familiar!

"Akanguli..."

It's over, the melody outside my head is playing again.

"It's been..." Daxuan grasped the main point of Han Chuhu's words, "The other gods still write books? Heaven has no feedback on mortals?"

"Huh? Is there anything?" Han Yanhu hurriedly said, "It's just a long story, just to arouse the emotions of mortals."

"It is natural to have feedback, but it is aimed at the gods. As long as the harvesting emotions are less, the authority of the willow **** given by Fang Tiandao will be lower!"

"It's just that many stories have been written, but there are only a few that are really ineffective."

Daxuan blinked~IndoMTL.com~ It's all back the copy, and you still want to write a book?

Originally, I just wanted to use a special identity to contact that world.

Since he did it first, you are also pretending.

Showdown.

Above, Lord of the Red Dust, AKA, the light of the literati!

Watch you kill us!

Harvest emotions, that thing, you're a professional!

(End of this chapter)

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