Chapter 303 Entering the Beijing Division and refining the Dao Heart
After Taizu became emperor, he divided his children and grandchildren into feudal kings, and Tianjing City was the fief of the four princes at that time. The four princes can fight well, and their soldiers are like clouds, just able to resist the counterattack of the northern iron cavalry, since they were stationed in Tianjing City, they have repeatedly made military exploits, and they have gone to Mobei to kill the Tartars, and returned with a great victory. Therefore, when he raised his troops to start an incident, it was also twice the result with half the effort, and the soldiers under his command had been on the battlefield for a long time, which was 10,000 times more elite than Emperor Wen's recruits who had never seen blood.
After the four princes seized the throne, they moved the capital to Tianjing City, taking the meaning of "the Son of Heaven guarding the country", suppressing the luck of the Ming Dynasty with the true dragon emperor and resisting the Mobei barbarians. Back then, those Tartar barbarians survived in the desert north, established the northern barbarians, did not educate them, drank blood, and pursued demon religions, committed killing, and were hostile to life and death with the Ming Dynasty, and the grievances could not be resolved.
Ling Chong was in the sword light, looking down at the clouds, and saw that the soldiers of the northern demon country were strong and strong, regardless of men, women, old and young, all of them rode and arched, and practiced martial arts, but the desert was bitter and cold, and the production was very small. This is between two races, the fight for survival is inevitable. Mo said that with his mana, it would be difficult to exterminate the barbarians, even if he cultivated to pure yang, he could not do such a desperate thing.
"The master once said that the supernatural power is invincible to the number of days, and no matter how great the mana is, it is not limited by the number of days. The barbarian country and the Ming Dynasty are both the species of the human race, but for the sake of livelihood, they have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and they have never ended, this is also the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and the cultivators of my generation cannot be stopped even if they are the ancestors of the Pure Yang, hey!" sighed, and the sword light crossed the barbarian country and went straight into the territory of the Ming Dynasty.
He stopped the sword light in the void, condensed but not dispersed, and even if a mortal looked up, it would be difficult to see clearly. In the distance, you can see a majestic city iron pass, like an ancient fierce beast, standing in the north, not falling for thousands of years, sheltering the native creatures, swallowing endless luck. This majestic city is the capital city of Tianjing, I am afraid that there are not tens of millions of people stationed in it, it is really sweating into rain, waving sleeves into clouds, magnificent to the extreme.
Ling Chong grew up in the south of the Yangtze River since he was a child, and when he saw such a majestic northern atmosphere at first glance, he only felt that he was comfortable, and the sword was in the wind, and he was indescribably chic. Compared with Jiangnan, Tianjing City has more of a desolate and gray meaning, vertical and horizontal. Press the sword light, and it fell in a hill dozens of miles away from the Beijing Division, shaking his robe, he was still wearing the Xuanxuan disciple Xuanxi Taoist robe, smooth as new, and he did not change it, his big sleeves fluttered, and he went straight to the Beijing Division.
The wall of Tianjing City is ten zhang high, and it is made of huge stones mixed with glutinous rice slurry and sand, which is enough to resist tens of millions of iron horsemen rushing through the pass without falling. Tianjing City is the capital of the Ming Dynasty, where the Son of Heaven is, it is magnificent and magnificent to be built, it is said that only four walls were built for a hundred years, and it consumes immeasurable money. However, it is this huge stone wall that has kept the northern nomadic iron cavalry out of the pass for thousands of years, preventing it from making any progress, and firmly guarding the lives of the Han people in China and the inheritance of civilization, which can be said to be a great contribution.
On all sides of the city wall, there are eight gates, each guarded by soldiers, the army is magnificent, and each raises a sword and a spear. Ling Chong nodded secretly: "Although Emperor Hui is a faint monarch, but seeing that this army is clean and clean, it has not yet reached the time when the qi is exhausted, there is such a strong army, which can resist foreign invasion and protect the world of the Han family." At this time, the sun is rising, and the sun is shining all over the city wall, covering the mottled traces of thousands of years with a layer of golden light, which has a strong feeling.
Merchants and farmers lined up early, and the fish penetrated into the city, and the place guarded by the soldiers was inspected very strictly, but there was absolutely no filling of private pockets, and the extortion of the traders was also at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and he did not dare to be too casual. It was Ling Chong's turn to enter the city, and he took out a copy of the Dao Record and presented it. The Taoist record is like a Buddhist door, which describes the identity of the Taoist priest of Xuanmen and is used for verification.
The officer guarding the door stepped forward and looked at the Daolu several times, and saw that although Ling Chong's grade was light, he was fluttering but had a Taoist spirit, and secretly called himself surprised, without saying a word, and respectfully let him go. Since Emperor Hui succeeded to the throne, he worshiped the Tao and Buddha, and respected the monks. Therefore, the Taoist monk has a very high status, entrenched in the temple, and can also be exempted from miscellaneous taxes, and the privilege is great. Even the officer did not dare to offend easily.
Ling Chong took back the Daolu, this Daolu was still made by Ye Xiangtian for him, pretending to be a disciple of Xuantianguan outside Jinling City, and he traveled all over the world, and it was really very easy to use, and he easily mixed into the Jingshi. When he first entered the capital, he couldn't help but be very curious, seeing that the streets were wide, there were many shops on the street, and the sound of selling came and went, and it was a prosperous scene.
The northern Han is described as rough, eating meat and drinking a lot, and is very bold in his speech, which contrasts sharply with the residents of Jinling City, and also feels very wonderful. The life and death charm in the dantian is obscure, and the boy guards beside the qi of yin and yang, and says casually: "Refining the heart of the Tao is to figure out the meaning of the red dust, whether it is good, evil, Buddha, or demon, there are merits." When you can see joy and sorrow, hesitation or unintentionality, even if you enter the doorway. In the final analysis, the Tao heart is the materialization of your own understanding, how to recognize the Great Dao, the familiar stream, each human heart is different, I can only pass on your general method, and the rest has to be realized by your own own. ”
Ling Chong nodded: "The Dao heart is in danger, and it is really exquisite." I am in the red dust, I understand the various states of life, and I feel that the Taoist heart is slightly mellow, and the strange Taoist sages all say, first enter the world and then be born, it turns out that this is the truth! It is still early, and I will go around in the Tianjing City!"
Walking at the moment, Tianjing City is calculated outside the city, there are hundreds of thousands of acres, it is really difficult to ride a horse, Ling Chong is full of interest, and he does not need to change his magical powers, he walks with his feet, and sometimes encounters a hawker who shouts, so he takes out a few copper coins, buys a cooking cake, a sugar gourd, and gnaws freely. Since he entered the Tao, he has been dreaming of sleeping at night, and what he thinks about every day is to cultivate the Taoism, preach the Tao and live forever, and never have a moment of leisure.
Ling Chong turned around for a long time, and the aura around him unconsciously changed to the past, from a person who did not eat fireworks, to a person in the red dust, laughing and scolding, and gestures, all of which were fireworks and fireworks, and he was unconscious of his own home. At noon, although Ling Chong didn't have to eat or drink, he also nibbled on two flatbreads to satisfy his hunger, found a well, fetched water by himself, and drank bitterly, from beginning to end, without the slightest magic channel.
The obscure boy looked at it in his eyes, and he was more and more surprised, Ling Chong's understanding was good, and he was as straight as a demon. He only clicked a little, and his family realized the reason of being born in the red dust and coming and going in a chic manner, "This kid is really a material that can be made, as long as he doesn't die halfway, he will definitely achieve pure yang in the future." It's strange that I can get Yin Ji's blue eyes, and I'll give him a little bit of life, maybe there will be many benefits!"
Ling Chong ate the flatbread, found a wall and squatted, lazily basking in the sun, watching many children playing and playing, the women came to the well with clothes to wash, a peaceful scene, couldn't help but smile at the corners of the mouth, fell asleep, woke up, it was actually a shutai all over the body, more than luck at the entrance, the air walked like a bead, and it was a feeling, looking at the sun setting in the west, then patted the robe and got up, and did not use the luck to disperse the dust on the robe, so Shi Shiran went to the Shoufu mansion.
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