Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 64: All parties reacted, and finally Lu County
Legend has it that in ancient times, a **** came into the world and divided the world into thirty-six states.
Yongzhou is the core center of these thirty-six states.
Unfortunately, today's Dajin only occupies eleven prefectures.
Therefore, this Yongzhou is not only not the center, but also a northwest frontier.
However, no one will ignore Yongzhou, where there is the highest mountain in the world. Legend has it that the peak "Donghua Mountain" rose from the ground when the gods came to the world.
As the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, the "Daoyi Palace" is located on the top of Donghua Mountain.
There is no worldly hustle and bustle here, only the sea of fog and clouds, the pavilions of the pavilion, and the Taoists who meditate and practice martial arts.
Sitting on the golden top of Wangfeng Peak on Mount Donghua.
A middle-aged Taoist priest, who looked to be about fifty years old, came to the edge of the Wanzhang cliff, looked at the sea of clouds ahead, and shouted loudly: "Brother Zhang, the new newspaper sent by the disciple at the foot of the mountain contains a rather peculiar message."
"Oh?" A humming sounded from the sea of clouds.
Immediately, I saw the snow-white clouds surging upwards like ocean waves, splitting a path out of thin air like a miracle.
I saw a man in a blue shirt, who looked like he was about sixty years old, with an immortal style and a childlike appearance. He was walking on the cloud and mist, walking slowly over this ten thousand zhang cliff.
This person is Zhang Shuming, the contemporary headmaster of Daoyi Palace.
"Brother Master's supernatural powers are also diligent, and the abyss of ten thousand feet is like walking on the ground!" The middle-aged Taoist said with admiration and exclamation, "I don't know if I will have a chance to glimpse the mystery of the divine realm in my life."
Open the treasure in the body, and cultivate the unimaginable power of ordinary people. Martial Dao God Treasure Realm, is a person in the God Realm.
It can be said that it is a real person, a celestial master, and a mage!
"How can I be called a supernatural power?" Zhang Shuming shook his head and sighed softly, "It's just condensing cloud energy, stepping on it and pretending to take a walk. It's a low-level trick, not worth mentioning, what kind of match is it called? Supernatural."
"Brother Zhang is joking." The middle-aged Taoist said with a smile, "In today's world, there are only a handful of people in the realm of the gods. If you are a small skill, the world's warriors may be called ignorant and incompetent. ."
"A hundred years ago, I have seen what is called a real supernatural power..." Zhang Shuming seemed to be recalling something, but shook his head again, "Let's not mention that, let's talk about the strange news at the foot of the mountain?"
"A hundred years ago?" The middle-aged Taoist priest was a little curious, but he didn't continue to ask, and replied, "It's about the big rebel Yan Wang of Fengzhou, does the teacher remember that Yan Wang?"
"I've heard of it a lot in recent years, and naturally I remember it." Zhang Shuming nodded, stroked his usual white beard, and said with a smile, "Why, is this King Yan already occupying Fengzhou and becoming a climate, emperor I can't sit still, you want my old man to come out?"
"No." The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, took out a letter, and sent it to Zhang Shuming, "Brother, please see, a few days ago, there was a sudden scourge on the city of Xiling County, and the hundreds of thousands of King Yan's army was wiped out. , but did not hurt ordinary people in the slightest."
"How is this possible?!" Zhang Shuming suddenly widened his eyes and grabbed his beard. The old Taoist grinned and said, "Are you sure it's not a rumor?"
"Some disciples went to Xiling County to investigate, and everyone saw the scene that night, so it should be correct." The middle-aged Taoist seemed to be a little worried, and asked in a low voice, "Brother in charge, it's a hundred years. Coming soon, will it be with..."
"No." Zhang Shuming shook his head and said, "Since it doesn't hurt ordinary people, I'm afraid it's not pure natural force, but what kind of existence can do such a thing, how can there be such a powerful existence, no Maybe..."
In addition to being shocked, he fell into a deep confusion, and even had some doubts about life.
As a martial artist who has reached the end of the mortal world, Zhang Shuming knows very well where the upper limit of the divine realm is, and it is absolutely impossible to do such exaggerated things.
Even those immortals who are higher than the realm of the gods, can't do it.
Is it really a scourge, is there really a scourge in the world?
Does Heaven also manage human disputes?
As soon as this thought appeared, Zhang Shuming felt horrified.
He glanced up at the sky subconsciously.
If there is love in the sky, it would be too terrifying.
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There is a golden mountain in Yuzhou.
Legend has it that in ancient times there was a Buddha who taught the Dharma here, and the golden light was all over it, hence the name.
Later, an eminent monk carved a mountain here to build a temple and established a sect, which is now the first holy place of Buddhism, "Baolin Temple".
At the same time that Daoyi Palace learned that King Yan's army was bizarrely destroyed, Baolin Temple also got the news.
For this reason, the current abbot specially knocked on the door of a meditation room, awakening the immortal monk Dufa who had been in seclusion for 20 years.
"Master, the century is approaching, does this vision signify anything?" The abbot is already the grandson of Chan Master Dufa, and his attitude is extremely respectful.
The monk Dufa looks to be a thin and thin monk in his seventies, with long gray beards and an old face.
He closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "This is the anger of the Buddha, and he punishes all beings who are evil. You can let the disciples in the sect take this as a propaganda and spread the Dharma."
"But, Master..." The abbot was a little worried.
If that "scourge" was man-made, wouldn't this annoy the Almighty?
"You don't need to worry." Zen Master Dufa opened his eyes, put his hands together, and smiled, "This is absolutely impossible, it can only be the Buddha's anger coming into the world. This shows the compassion of my Buddha, and also shows that the Buddha's Dharma is boundless. . Amitabha!"
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The imperial city of Zhongzhou, the center of the Jin Dynasty.
The forty-nine-year-old Jianyan Emperor Wei Yi lay lazily in his bedroom.
At this time, across a screen, I was listening to the Prime Minister Chu Yuanliang's report on political affairs.
When Chu Yuanliang said that King Yan's army in Fengzhou had been destroyed, he suddenly sat up straight and laughed, "Hahaha, okay, okay, I am worthy of being the emperor, and even the heavens help me!"
"The thieves of Yan have done many acts of injustice and killed themselves by the scourge of God. This is the proof that the Son of Heaven should obey the heavens!" Chu Yuanliang echoed loudly, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty may take this opportunity to strengthen the control of the several states around Zhongzhou. Control, the century is approaching, maybe you can get more immortal fate.”
"That's right, that's exactly the truth, the prime minister is really my humerus!" Emperor Jianyan was in a very good mood, and suddenly thought of another thing, "By the way, you told me a few days ago that the legend What is the name of the county magistrate who can call the wind and call the rain and defeated the 50,000-strong army of Yan thieves?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, it should be Cui Heng, magistrate of Juhe County." Chu Yuanliang said respectfully.
"That's right, it's Cui Heng." Jianyan Emperor nodded and smiled, "This is my great hero. Yan thieves have been rampant for several years, and no one in Fengzhou can control them. Only this person has made this extraordinary contribution.
"Perhaps it is because of this that I sensed the heavens, and this is the reason why the heavenly condemnation was sent down, and the Yan thief was completely wiped out. Rewards are needed. Rewards are needed. Fengzhou Mu Cao Quan was assassinated a few days ago. Do you think that the position of Fengzhou Mu was given to Cui Heng? How?"
"Your Majesty can't do it~IndoMTL.com~ Chu Yuanliang finally no longer agrees, like a cat whose tail has only been stepped on, and hurriedly said, "Although Cui Heng has made great achievements, he is only a county magistrate, and he leapfrogged to become a state. Mu, I'm afraid that he will make enemies on all sides, which is definitely not a good thing. "
"It seems to make some sense." Emperor Jianyan nodded and thought for a while, "In this way, I will make him a general of Weiyuan, and give him three hundred taels of gold and one military talisman, and he can recruit one hundred thousand troops."
"..." Chu Yuanliang was dumbfounded.
The quasi-recruitment of 100,000 troops is a **** revolt.
However, after thinking about it, Fengzhou has long since been out of the control of the imperial court, and it seems that it is not a bad thing to have another general Weiyuan.
So, Chu Yuanliang finally bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty's kindness is like the sea!"
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The news of the annihilation of King Yan's army has spread all over the world, and naturally it has long since spread to Lu Juncheng.
Sun Panshi and others naturally knew it.
But speaking of the reaction... there was no reaction at all, and no one connected this matter with Cui Heng at all.
In this era of strong feudal superstition, the idea of divine condemnation is easily accepted by others.
Therefore, their oppression of the people not only did not stop at all, but because of the fall of King Yan, they had no worries and intensified.
At the same time, Sun Panshi and others continued to spread rumors about the new county governor.
All these changes are caused by the new county governor.
As soon as Cui Heng and his party arrived at the gate of Lu County, they saw a large number of people kneeling on the ground, but they did not come to greet them.
In the hands of these people were this embroidered banner with a large line of characters written on it.
"I beg the prefect for a way out!"