Shen Gongbao Great Sage Persuading Death Immortal

Chapter 108 Unheard of Regicide
The higher the realm, the more things can be affected. A monk who ascends to the realm makes a decision, whether it is good or bad, it can only affect the rise and fall of a continent.

However, the earth immortals and saints are different, they have leaped out of the world, looking at the boundless future, their every move can not only change the nine states of the world, but also decide the fate of the next 10 years, or even two, three... 10 years.

In the Jiuzhou world, there are five earth immortal saints, but they have not rushed out of the planet and marched into the galaxy universe. It is not because of lack of ability, but because no one can convince others, and no one can guarantee that they must be right.

In Jiuzhou World, you can experiment, discuss, and collide to your heart's content. If there is a problem, five earth immortals will take care of it.

But once stepping into the starry sky, the historical trend is like a dragon entering the sea, it can no longer be restrained, and no one can predict the future direction.

"Who can guarantee that after 10 years, it won't be another rain of stars and the collapse of the heavens."

"Avoid becoming a second heaven."

"This is the consensus of the five earth immortal saints."

"However, the sixth...seems to have a different idea."

In Zhuxian Town, each old man is more powerful or worried, or sneers, or looks forward to, or is pessimistic.

Different positions determine different representatives. Most of the immortals born in this era express goodwill, but there are also conservatives who strongly oppose it.

The gods who fell from the previous era sat in a dark corner and sneered, or watched with cold eyes, waiting for the reincarnation of the era, looking forward to the second collapse of the heaven.

However, there are also old people who hope that this era will flourish, carry forward their hopes on the basis of Shinto.

Taoist Lu Zhe is a representative of one of the factions. As the son of the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times, he occupies a position second only to the Five Sages in this era, and is even more glorious and prominent than in ancient times.

And because of his special status, he would not easily favor that saint, so he gained the trust of all the earth immortals.

Looking at the supreme dharma figure that is invisible to ordinary people but almost covers Nanzhan Buzhou, Taoist Lu Zhe looked bitter and sighed: "Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are really useless to you, bless you, bless you, bless you, bless you!" How can my life be so hard if Wang Zhiming comes out?"

"It happened that this disaster happened during my tenure."

Talking about it, thinking about it, Taoist Lu Zhe took a difficult step, reluctantly moving towards the academy.

It caused some old guys in the depths of Zhuxian Town to sneer: "Hou Li, you are really living and going back, and you don't have the style of the past."

"Yeah yeah."

"Like an old woman without a husband, a divorced bitter woman..."

"Jie Jiejie... the heavens have collapsed, isn't he just..."

"Poverty Lu Zhe, the name of the Great Sun Tathagata...isn't Houli!" Taoist Lu Zhe turned around and turned his head suddenly, his eyes were full of flames, like a big sun falling into a dark place, burning for eternity, making ghosts cry Howling.

Countless visions emerged, but were suppressed one by one.

"Old guys from the old era, there is no place for you in the new era."

Taoist Lu Zhe waited for a while, and when he saw no reckless people jumped out, he walked away, and said with a cold snort: "Those who don't want to die, please be quiet."

It took a long time before there were rustling whispers in those dark corners.

"What are you pretending to be..."

"Back then he was much more than us."

"In terms of crime, a hundred of us would dare not be against him."

"Enough." The golden-eyed old man in Tianxiang Street, who grasped the books and pointed at life and death, suddenly spoke out, cursing: "Back then when the Heavenly Court fell, all of you were guilty, and now you have fallen into such a ghostly state, you really deserve it. "

"Good and evil will be rewarded... Hehe, it really is good and evil that will be rewarded, like a shadow."

"Really?"

The old man scolded like a heavenly official, and those prisoners who dared to offend the former emperors were extremely silent at this moment, as frightened as a mouse meeting a cat.

Looking at the figures of Lu Zhe and Wang Zhiming, a gleam appeared in the eternally unchanged eyes of the old man with golden pupils, and said in a low voice: "All are guilty, so I am not wrong, if I was more decisive back then, or A little more kindness, maybe the situation today is very different."

Immediately afterwards, the old man with golden pupils looked in the direction of Qianqiu Mountain again, not at Taoist Xiyi, that little Taoist priest who only knew how to sleep, he was already tired of watching it, but at that outsider he had never seen before.

The chess game of Nine Continents in the World is either big or small, and the old man has seen it rise and fall for countless times, and he no longer has a glimmer of hope.

However, the appearance of Shen Gongbao aroused his interest.

Will a brand new variable be the hope of the old people? !

"I am a passer-by, respecting this great world..."

The eyes of the old man with golden pupils were level with the sky, and he stretched out his skinny fingers, just like clasping them back then.

In Houde Lane, the silver-haired Valkyrie looked at the piles of bones in the backyard, raised her glass to the sky, and said with a heroic smile: "Respect for this bright universe..."

Taoist Lu Zhe came to the foot of the academy mountain and said earnestly, "Wang Zhiming, what's wrong with this great world..."

"Lu Daoren, do you still remember Haizeng's master and apprentice?"

Wang Zhiming said indifferently, but looked at a gurgling stream at the foot of the academy mountain. The water separated him like a prison, dividing him from the outside world in two.

"Ha...what's the matter?" Taoist Lu Zhe was slightly taken aback, almost forgetting that there were still these two ants.

The world is so big that if you don't enter Feisheng, you won't be able to get on the stage after all, let alone a paperless heretic primordial spirit.

Master Haizeng and his disciples are like so-and-so in a certain scripted drama, and compared with ellipsis, etc., all living beings, the vocabulary of everyone is a little stronger.

Don't talk about Hai Zeng's master and apprentice, even if they asked Tianzong's Patriarch Feisheng behind his back, Taoist Lu Zhe never took it to heart.

Ascension is different from ascension. For example, Wang Zhiming in front of him is strictly a cultivator of ascension.

Some people have worked so hard to reach the realm of ascension, because their highest level is ascension, and in the days after that, they rely on the realm to dominate, sitting and eating.

However, some people are ascending, because the highest in the world is ascending, unless they take a bold step like Wang Zhiming.

Taoist Lu Zhe's Ascension Realm belongs to the latter. He has a small sect in a Buddhist sect with many sects, and has established a small branch. He can be regarded as a minor leader.

In the small faction of Luzhe, there are ten Buddhas who have ascended over the years, known as the Buddhas of the Ten Directions.

The state of mind of Haizeng's master and apprentice in Luzhe is like dust, which is just wiped off every now and then.

"Do fellow Daoist Lu ever remember why they were expelled from Zhuxian Town?"

Wang Zhiming asked with a smile, but there was no trace of a smile in his pupils.

Taoist Lu Zhe understood, and sighed, "The two of them were expelled from Zhuxian Town, not because they killed people, but because they broke the rules."

Hai Zeng's master and apprentice were punished not because they tried to kill a mortal ant.

Rather, they were trying to kill people in Zhuxian Town.

If they were not in Zhuxian Town, but were killing outside, even if they killed hundreds of people, no one would care.

"Fellow Daoist is for this."

Taoist Lu Zhe pondered for a moment, and said in the language of Confucianism: "The sage said, the monarch and the minister are the father and the son."

"Bullshit sage words."

Wang Zhiming's words were astonishing, and a thunderbolt exploded above the sky, which seemed to be a warning and an omen.

If he speaks rudely again, Nanzhan Buzhou will be punished by heaven.

A gentleman has three fears: fear of destiny, fear of adults, and fear of the words of saints.

If you are not afraid, it is disrespectful.

"The benevolent loves others."

Wang Zhiming stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a slight smile, "Those who are thieves of benevolence are called thieves, those who are thieves of righteousness are called cripples, and those who are crippled are called husbands."

"I heard that a man was killed by Zhou, but I didn't hear that he killed the king."

There was a loud thunder in the sky, as if he was extremely angry at the rebellious words, a silver lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the whole world.

This time, the catastrophe was more severe than before, the sky became extremely black, and it seemed that it might fall down at any time.

Black clouds overwhelm the city and the city is about to be destroyed, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building.

Wang Zhiming's expression was as usual, he just pointed to the sky with one hand, and said in a vibrating voice: "Heaven's actions are permanent, it does not exist for the sake of sages, and it does not perish for the sake of Zhou."

For a moment, the world was extremely silent, just like time and space were frozen, there was not a trace of wind, and even the chirping of insects could not be heard.

"If you respond to it, it will be auspicious, and if you respond to it, it will be bad."

Wang Zhiming didn't panic, waved his big sleeves, and behind him appeared a supreme Dharma figure, as big as a mountain, high into the sky, invisible to ordinary people, not respectable to immortals, invisible to gods and men.

In the eyes of all living beings, a round of golden light exploded, as if a real dragon moaned, and golden scales covered the sky, extremely bright and gorgeous.

"The stars rotate with each other, the sun and the moon shine together, the four ages are governed, yin and yang are transformed, and the wind and rain are generous."

"Everything can be born from its harmony, and each can be cultivated to be successful. If you don't see the things, you can see the merits. This is called God. Everyone knows the reason for it to be formed, and no one knows that it is invisible. This is called heavenly power.

"Only a sage does not seek to know Heaven!"

The Confucian saints and Dharma figures of Daruo Mountain recited the scriptures loudly, and the big words emerged, like the arrangement of stars, like the sun and the moon rotating, calming down the original storm and smoothing the original restless vitality.

Everything extraordinary returns to the ruins at this moment, just like the era of the end of the Dharma, Zhuxian Town reappears!

"Is this what you understand?"

Taoist Lu Zhe stood on the other side of the creek, but did not take half a step towards Leichi, and smiled softly like a spring breeze: "Next, I will see if the other guys agree or not."

Establishing a religion in Nanzhan Buzhou, the first wave of backlash came from Confucianism, but Wang Zhiming was a Confucian student after all.

So this wave of backlash came with loud thunder and little rain, and there was even a tendency to release water.

When my family fights, just use your mouth and talk.

However, the attitudes of the other saints and earth immortals do not necessarily agree.

Reasoning with outsiders requires action.

Establishing a religion and becoming a saint is to determine the future of Jiuzhou. Of course, the reason is true, but the fist is just as important. Without a fist, what can one use to promote one's own path.

The truth is the fist, and the fist is the truth.

"road!"

It seems that there is a roar from heaven and earth, and three thousand purple qi are brilliant. I saw a mouthful of white jade Ruyi flying towards the east, carrying a golden light, like a god coming to the mortal world, suppressing all spirits, and flashing a trace of thunder.

Wang Zhiming kept his mouth shut, staring at the white jade ruyi tightly, forming seals with his hands, and saw the awe-inspiring righteousness in the void behind him pouring out like water.

Rumble!
The white jade Ruyi fell three feet in front of him. The jade Ruyi was engraved with dragon and phoenix auspicious patterns, and four seal characters could be vaguely seen on it: "Taiping has an image".

Just like a statue of the Prison God in Taigu Town fell down, like the suppression of the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou, can you afford the peace of this world? !

"rise!"

Wang Zhiming's eyes burst into two bright lights, holding Yu Ruyi with one hand, like a god man patching up the sky.

Yu Ruyi raised it step by step, and the arms of the supreme dharma disappeared one by one, countless streamers of light flew, and purple air flew up.

In the end, a one-armed blue-clothed Confucian saint stood alone, with extremely firm eyes, and we are willing to hold the sky with one hand.

"null!"

It seems that there is an ethereal sound, and it is like a monk knocking on a wooden fish. Once, twice, three times, one year, two years, three years, 10 years, 20 years... Infinite life, endless.

At this moment, Yu Ruyi stopped moving, watching the scene quietly, but Wang Zhiming's figure became illusory, as if he would disappear at any moment.

This is a strange feeling, as if the whole universe is held in his palm.

However, it is also an extremely threatening feeling, maybe in the next second he will become a part of the universe, commonly known as Huadao.

"Time is boundless!"

Wang Zhiming took a deep breath and stood on the figure, but his expression was not a little bit happy, because besides the three religions, there is still an emperor.

"Mr. Wang, are you willing to be my teacher?"

Just when countless people were worrying, a thick and majestic voice sounded, extremely domineering: "I can help you become a saint."

The emperor of the Great Winning Dynasty is also the emperor of the human race!

Wang Zhiming smiled softly and said: "A gentleman does something and doesn't do something, the ways are different, and we don't conspire with each other!"

"It's a pity that you are such an outstanding person."

The emperor sighed, but the dharma figure of the emperor in the air stepped forward, picked up the jade seal in his hand, and was about to drop it mercilessly, he did not allow existence in the world that violated himself.

Suppressing and killing the Demon Emperor, coercing the three religions, and unifying the Nine Continents are his blueprint for the future, and no mistakes are allowed.

"teacher!!!"

The Confucian student in green shirt who was asking Tianzong to demolish the Patriarch Hall suddenly burst into tears. At this moment, how could he not know.

The teacher asked himself to leave, not just to punish Wen Tianzong.

It even saved his life.

This human emperor is majestic and talented, but he is ruthless and regards the imperial power as the highest. He is really a loner.

Absolutely cannot tolerate such remarks as those who have heard of punishing a husband, and those who have not heard of killing a king.

Others may survive, but if a direct disciple like him dares to stay in the academy, he will definitely die.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

A voice with three points of ridicule and seven points of persuasion sounded, a Taoist in black robe and black crown, holding a sword of Zhu Xian, attacked horizontally, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, peace is the most important thing in all things."

The emperor's eyes were deep, with some doubts: "When did a Taoist like you appear in the world?"

"Tigers and leopards crouch deep in the mountains, and lins hide in the fields."

Shen Gongbao Wangpo sold melons, boasted about herself, and said with a soft smile: "The poor Taoist Shen Gongbao has met fellow Taoists of the emperor, so I came here to discuss a thing or two."

"You want to stop me?"

The emperor's eyes were cold, and he questioned, his voice was like a bell, shaking the universe, like a heavenly emperor giving orders.

"No, no.

Shen Gongbao bowed his head and said solemnly: "Your Majesty should be a fellow-spirited person to bring calamity for Mr. Wang, and the poor Taoist also wants to make disaster for His Majesty."

The emperor laughed angrily: "What an arrogant and rebellious Taoist!"

(End of this chapter)