Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 73 I'll Live Another Life!
Black and white images flashed across Ji Qiu's mind one by one.

boom!
There was a sound of spring thunder, and the spirit of the young Taoist couldn't help trembling slightly.

If we talk about the first reincarnation simulation, what Ji Qiu experienced was nothing but deep melancholy.
Then Zhang Julu's life was undoubtedly extremely magnificent, almost like a thunderbolt, it struck straight into his mind, and after the aftermath brought him back to his senses, he would never forget it for a long time!
In that year, there was a great famine, the land was dry, people's livelihood was withered, and the common people were suffering. They could only eat bark to satisfy their hunger.

Can you imagine that scene?

However, the young man who has just reached the crown, in the most severe disaster area, looking at the mountains and plains, he can't even find a complete green.

In Qingzhou, where the famine and the epidemic are the worst, all the people are skinny, with yellow skin, and ragged clothes, so that you can almost see the bones under the skin!

Even so, it's still good.

Because those who have some diseases are even worse.

Injured and infected people, the wounds festered at the slightest, and pus and blood flowed out all over their bodies, but it was normal.

As for those who have some serious illnesses, it is desolate.

On the scroll, a scroll of straw mats is often used to send people to the funeral to refer to the poor family, who is so poor that even when he dies, he does not have a coffin.

But...for these poor refugees, who can even eat tree bark as a good food, straw mats?
That thing is also a good thing.
To be buried in a straw mat under such circumstances, to put it bluntly, is considered a good treatment.

It is conceivable what the young man who walked through this kind of hell saw.

Reading and literacy, the more you read, the more truths you will understand, this is inevitable.

And Zhang Julu walked before this divergent road. On the one hand, he was a dance pavilion and song stage, and entered the officialdom as a nobleman, winning a lifetime of romance;

The Confucian sage, who only exists in the legends, once mentioned in the ceremony, what kind of world is the so-called great harmony in the world, a peaceful and prosperous age.

Therefore, Zhang Julu also wants to follow the path of Confucianism and sagehood, to find this way.

He is lucky and unlucky.

He has worshiped two teachers in his life, one is Zheng Xiu, the famous Confucian of Dayan, who taught him what it means to cultivate one's morality, regulate one's family, rule the country and the world.

The latter teacher lives in the mountains, and he has practiced for nearly [-] years. He has explored the foundation of the Dao, and his name is Taihua.

Seeing Zhang Julu's extraordinary aptitude and good xinxing, the overhaul taught him a volume of the Taiping Sutra, telling him to follow his own wishes and embark on the path of seeking Tao.

The young man who practiced martial arts and cultivated Qi since childhood, has since stepped into the Dao, and has become a practitioner of the Three Paths, and his progress is extremely rapid.

After one year of refining Qi, a young man who inherited Taihua's Taoism walked out of the deep mountains, holding a nine-stalk stick presented by the Taihua Immortal, and started the road of giving to the world, curing diseases and saving people.

At first he didn't go well. After all, in this world full of suffering, there are so many living Bodhisattvas who can save all living beings.

He has received indifference, not only from dignitaries and fellow scholars, but also from those refugees who are about to die of starvation, illness and disease.

Even in the area where the disaster was most serious, there were still hungry and dizzy refugees swarming up, wanting to share and eat this young man who looked delicate and tender, which was outrageous.

Of course, these pitiful and hateful people who have lost their human nature have all been killed by Zhang Julu himself, sending their souls back to the underworld.

To cure diseases and save lives, those who are saved should be those who are saved.

When a sage comes to the world, he will not pass through those who have lost their conscience.

After experiencing all kinds of setbacks, if he were someone else, he would have to walk away with a curse, and return to the life of rich clothes and good food, and no longer care about the affairs of the world.

After all, what does the death of a refugee have to do with him?
But the more difficult the situation was, the more it aroused Zhang Julu's dissatisfaction.

Why does this situation have to be maintained forever, and it has to go downhill all the time?
Princes, dukes and lords are always on top, and regard all living beings as ants. If the low-level mortals are not destined to embark on the road of cultivation, then their lives will always be like weeds, and they will be kneaded and slaughtered by others!
This world should not be like this!

At least, it shouldn't be such a desperate look that leaves no hope at all.

So the Taoist traveled around for more than ten years, exhausted all kinds of energy, and finally pulled up a huge lineage independent of all Dao lines, called Taiping.

During this period, his teacher Immortal Taihua lived for [-] years, and eventually his lifespan was exhausted. Before he died, he used the five-element aura he had practiced all his life to help Zhang Julu break through the realm by force, and finally became a Daoist power!
It was also this year that successive years of drought and epidemics caused the world to collapse, and refugees from all over the country were like locusts, impacting the granaries of Dayan's counties and counties, wanting to survive.

For a time, under the iron and blood suppression of the imperial court, starvation and death were everywhere, and corpses were lying everywhere.

In this regard, the court ignored all this and continued, turning a blind eye.

At this time, the world is already dying of illness.

Therefore, the Taoist brought three hundred true disciples, one hundred thousand members of the Taiping sect, and gathered more than one million believers in thirteen prefectures, and raised the flag to revolt in Qing and Ji prefectures, where the disaster was most severe!
The flames of war set off thirteen prefectures, and the miserable refugees gathered under the banner of Taipingdao, vowing to become a prairie fire, and burn the court that has been passed down for more than [-] years and named Dayan as the country to ashes !
On this day, the fire burned, burning the sky and sweeping across the thirteen prefectures of Dayan.

think about it.

What kind of person and what kind of world is it that makes this Zhang Julu, who is respected by the refugees all over the world as a "great virtuous teacher", have millions, or even more than millions, of followers? !

If this is not the destiny, then what will be the destiny? !

Ji Qiu sank into the darkness, he felt that the imitated self had transformed into Zhang Julu and came into the world, and he had set a precedent for the world's peace, but in the end he failed. When he was the king's pioneer, his nameless anger was almost full.

He saw that after he had exhausted his energy and died of illness, the Taiping Avenue, which was originally a concerted effort, gradually dimmed.
He saw the massacre of the Taiping monks brought out by his own hands, leaving no one behind.
He saw the [-] believers who followed him first, were the most loyal, and only hoped for the coming of the peaceful and prosperous age to die together with him, buried in Guangzong
He also saw that after that, there were princes and heroes competing for the throne, stepping on his grand ambitions to fight for power and profit, treating the people like ants, and fighting for years to their bones, and if they disagreed, they would massacre the city!

What is this!
"I'm so hardened!"

The silent fury fluctuated violently from Ji Qiu's true spirit.

Although this initial simulation will not carry Ji Qiu's memories, every move he made gradually evolved and developed according to his temperament and encounters.

Therefore, he can almost empathize with all these encounters.

In a daze, when the curtain fell, Ji Qiu merged with the elegant Taoist figure covered in blood.

He watched the sunset, and the last ray of afterglow shone on his face, causing his eyes to become blurred.

I really want to see with my own eyes what the world of Huang Tian really looks like.
"Choose to experience life and change your fate against the sky!"

Above the true spirit, firm fluctuations came out, and then a vortex manifested, completely engulfing his consciousness.

In this regard, into black and white.

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