Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 61 Breakthrough
Gongsun Ce's forehead was soaked in cold sweat like rain, he didn't dare, and he didn't want to think about this problem.

However, when he was an official in Yangzhou, all the tragic scenes in the world rushed out of his mind, which made him terrified.

A beggar with broken hands and feet wailed to death on the street for three days, a girl whose parents were beaten to death by debtors and forced to go to a brothel was raped to death, and a man who participated in a gang fight and was stabbed several times in order to get enough to eat. Before he died, he was still thinking about his wife and son who hadn't eaten for a few days.

Therefore, Yangzhou is a good place.

The good thing is that its cannibalism has always been blatant, and it doesn't hide the original malice inherent in the upper class.

After all, Bianliang is at the foot of the emperor. Many dignitaries hold debate contests orally every day.

But no one cares is the greatest concern, which means that the rich and powerful rely on the nourishment from all over the country to feed their pockets, and they don't need or care about the meager income of the common people.

Annexation of land has never happened in Bianliang, and the land-related cases that the governor of Kaifeng has to deal with are usually only field disputes.

However, outside the most prosperous city in the world, in the land governed by those colleagues, there are still a large number of masters who need to crazily plunder all the resources within their reach to ensure their own growth and not be swallowed by others .

He has seen a lot of old couples who sold their children and sold their children. They fled disaster with their families and their children were sold as slaves. They hoped that they could return to their hometown in the coming year to take root and farm, and finally froze to death under the city of Yangzhou.

Offended the landlord and gentry, his family was ruined with a simple tax increase, and he fled to the deep mountains as a wild man, his heart and liver were gouged out by bandits, and his wealth was robbed. He thought that the person who died quietly would only appear in story books.

Just because she was born a little more beautiful, she was forced to be a concubine by Li Zheng or a small official. After two or three years of playing, she got tired of playing and sold her to a brothel for money to drink. Is it the parents, or the childhood sweetheart?

Gongsun Ce followed Bao Zheng all over the world as an official, seeing these tragedies in the world made him angry and angry from the very beginning.

In the end, I had more than enough heart but not enough strength, and I was struggling.

Now, numb, stiff.

Under the soles of every nobleman's feet, more than ten lives were buried.

When he was having tea, he teased and said this to his wife, but his wife asked him in surprise: "Master, then, isn't it true that twenty bones have been buried under our feet?"

Gongsun Ce immediately lost color, and the smile on his face gradually froze.

Seeing this, Madam thought he was angry, so she quickly slapped her lips and said, "Don't talk about this, it's so scary... Master is so bad, he deliberately made something to scare the servants."

It took him dozens of days to accept the fact that he was also a nobleman, and finally cheered up again, vowing to follow Bao Gong to sweep away the demons and monsters in this world, and give the common people a bright day.

Let's just pretend to repent for the twenty bones buried under his feet.

Bao Zheng's question made it difficult for Gongsun Ce to answer against his heart. Right now, the people are living and working in peace and prosperity.

He was finally able to try to understand a little bit of Bao Zheng's thoughts now, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Then where is Mr. Liu...?"

Bao Zheng shook his head: "The old man will meet with Liu Gong in person, and talk to him about his future plans. And he will also deduce with him whether the appearance of the Longevity Cult will be as the old man expected, in an irreversible way. The general trend of the world is sweeping quickly, smashing all the stubborn remnants of the world!"

"Before that, the old man must find a way to meet with the Daoist, the human teacher of the Immortal Venerable, and listen to his thoughts."

"If the appearance of the change itself is already irreversible. Then, I would like to try to see if I can intervene to make the change better as much as possible, instead of making a hasty change and then breaking it."

"Since the mission of this true immortal is to save people from calamity, he probably won't refuse to let the common people live better..."

……

"Bao Zheng wants to see me?"

In the quiet room, Zhang Yuqing, who was running the Great Zhoutian Kungfu with all his strength, seeking for a breakthrough, suddenly heard a Taoist report that the well-known Bao Gong wanted to meet him.

"Yes." The Taoist's voice came through the wall: "In addition, His Highness the head teacher, the Daxiangguo Temple has sent the newly promoted monk Yiyuan, the governor, to hand over an invitation card, and wants to debate the scriptures with the head teacher."

Zhang Yuqing's face was cold, and he said impatiently: "Who is your subordinate? Are these trivial matters worth telling me?"

"I thought you were the first offender, so you resigned from your post and asked the Director of Miscellaneous Affairs to take the punishment yourself. Go."

The Taoist was embarrassed and hurried out of the quiet room.

Lu Liang snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "If you want to please His Highness Daozi, you have to take your time! I really think that if I leave, the position of Director of Miscellaneous Affairs will fall to you?"

That Taoist was the first middle-aged Zhike Taoist who was lucky enough to meet Zhang Yuqing back then, and his face was flushed when he heard the words.

His mind is not pure, and he really wants to take the opportunity to get in touch with Daozi more. Fortunately, after Lu Liang went to Huazhou to be the master of the temple, he was able to take over the post of director of chores from the other party.

No, flattering on the horse's leg.

Daozi seemed to be busy and couldn't bear to listen to his report on these chores.

These intrigues affected Zhang Yuqing for a while, and after a while, he forgot about these trivial matters in the mortal world, and immersed himself in Chongguan.

Huge spiritual energy is continuously emerging from his dantian.

The golden light that has not been mentioned in my mind for a long time is just like when Bian Liang was born that day, glowing with hot white light.

The simultaneous prayers of tens of thousands of fanatics can almost equal to more than twice the sum of the power of superficial believers.

In short, the feeling of being able to pierce the five-layer window paper of Qi Refining whenever he wanted to, resurfaced in his mind again.

Under such circumstances, not to mention a few people who don't know the so-called want to see him, even if the Longevity Cult is suddenly surrounded by the imperial army, saying that they are all rebels and want to kill them directly, Zhang Yuqing will not have half a point shake.

At most, wait for him to finish the pass and come out to kill them, help them avenge, kill a bloody oar, and then rush into Bianliang to wash the blood of the powerful and powerful from top to bottom, and then order the world to rule. Believe in the Immortal Venerable, otherwise you will be killed.

Of course, if this is done, it will inevitably be a day of hard work against the rebels all over the world.

And the people will suffer heavy casualties.

You know, every commoner is now a potential belief generator in his eyes.

It will take at least ten years for new ones to grow up after a batch of them die, but I can't bear to let this worst-case scenario happen.

Moreover, people who cultivate the Tao, after all, are still compassionate and do not commit killing karma.

Having practiced the art of divination, he knew that the rumored Will of Heaven really existed in the world.

If there are too many killings and crimes, it will be inevitable to be entangled in karma and die without illness.

Now that the church is developing stably and can subtly develop into the overlord of the plane, why bother to do such thankless work.

"Fifth layer of Qi refining, break it for me!"

Zhang Yuqing's Dao heart is firm, and he has a spiritual energy reserve that is four times higher than that of a monk of the same rank.

At this moment, each of his four spiritual roots is filled with radiance, and they are no longer a drag on his advancement, but are entangled with each other.

Wood makes fire, fire makes gold, gold turns earth!

The earth, fire, gold and wood roared, and a phantom emerged like a dragon or a tiger, and rushed towards the barrier in the meridian violently!

'Crack--'

It seemed that he heard a non-existent voice in his mind, and then his dantian expanded wildly again, his aura continued to increase, and the total amount of spiritual energy increased by another level!
"No, it's not enough! I feel like I can go on!"

With the support of tens of thousands of fanatics, Zhang Yuqing laughed out loud, feeling a sense of joy in his heart, directing the remaining spirit energy to continue to attack the heavenly moat on the sixth floor of Qi refining!
"Shut-sud-sudden!!!"

The three barriers that required monks to grind their kung fu with water were pierced by this huge spiritual energy, and he was finally able to run the new Zhou Tian Gong method map unimpeded.

This also means that the mid-stage peak of Qi refining has already been achieved! !
(End of this chapter)