There is a saying that "the world should not deceive each other, and the way of heaven is good reincarnation". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Lichen should be regarded as the highest person in this world, except for the mysterious White Lotus Holy Mother, who is so mysterious that the dragon can't see the head and the end.

The path of cultivating immortals is nothing more than a process of approaching the Heavenly Dao. When it comes to taking advantage of the situation to calculate and perform yin and yang schemes, it is not enough to tie up a few mortals together.

What's ridiculous is that these guys are still habitually playing tricks and tricks against the dust.

Now that retribution is coming, do you hope that Yu Xuanguangguan will help them take the blame?

Lichen immediately refused: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Non-poor Dao and Benguan do not want to be convenient with others, but it is really under the way of heaven, bearing the burden and accompanying each other, and people outside the party dare not deceive their hearts. After all, mortals are easy to deceive, and the gods are difficult to hide, except for you and me, but God knows it! As for the offerings of a few people, if they are sincere and righteous, they can naturally be offered to the gods, but they should not be traded for evil. Please come back! ”

After finishing speaking, he left straight away with Xupingzi, leaving behind a few wealthy businessmen and overseas Chinese leaders who were full of confidence and thought that they could be bought with money. But he didn't even dare to complain. You must know that there are true immortals here, and now that the true immortals have refused, if they complain, aren't they afraid of being known and condemned?

Lichen's attitude inevitably made several people think about it, they didn't want to be okay, and the more they thought about it, the more uneasy they became. No one knows the true intentions of Chen, but which one of them has not done anything wrong?

Several overseas Chinese leaders and wealthy businessmen and the elders of the big family left Xuanguang Temple like rain, and they didn't dare to mention today's incident again.

"Before the success of cultivation, the weather is cold and you need clothes, people are hungry and need food, you need to stay in a house, and you need wealth in your cultivation. It is understandable that Taoist temples accept incense, but if the monks practice only for money, they lose the meaning of cultivation. Xupingzi, it is not easy for you to maintain it for more than 20 years, and you naturally know it as a teacher. It's just that a few wealthy businessmen still dare to ask each other like this today, it may not be the cause of the past, the fruit of today! For outsiders, you can wear cold clothes and vegetarian food, don't lose the foundation of cultivation for money, let people look down on it! In the main hall, Lichen admonished the kneeling Xupingzi.

Xupingzi retreated, but the dust was nowhere to go, and sighed deeply.

Lichen didn't really mean to blame Xupingzi. It's just today's matter, a few wealthy businessmen and overseas Chinese leaders dare to come to the door to deceive each other with money, how can there be no ordinary people who have done more than 20 years on weekdays, giving them this illusion!

Think about it in later generations, whether it is a Buddhist temple or a Taoist palace, it has become a "big company" dedicated to collecting money. It's really hard to find, and humanity is easy to obtain. Without perseverance, you will inevitably be fascinated by money!

It is difficult to be angry and unprovoked. No matter how unwilling those Chinese "upper-class people" were, after Xuanguangguan refused, they had to obey the general trend and send their own children to the temporary "Self-Defense Force".

Time passed little by little, and after three days of emergency training, this rabble would no longer be unable to hold a knife steadily.

As soon as the three days passed, the aura on the array flag under the dust cloth gradually depleted, and the aura dimmed significantly. After all, this place is densely populated, the aura is thin, and there is no spiritual vein to replenish. After all, it's just water without a fate, and the dust is replenished once. But you can't go on like this!

Besides, how can a country that has not been established through blood and fire survive in this age of discovery.

The Western colonizers have arrived at their doorstep!

As the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array's array spirit gradually depleted, the pillars of light of the Eight Gates Golden Lock outside gradually dimmed.

The battle to decide whether to live or die, who will be the future master of this land, is already at hand.

After three days of buffering, the fear of the Chinese gradually calmed down, and the panic of the past was no longer restored.

Since the natives are not far away from letting everyone go, what else can they do except fight to the death?

Since ancient times, mourning soldiers have won victories, and today's Chinese are a mourning soldiers who have no way out. The natives don't even understand the truth of the three missing one, and they don't know if they really don't know, or they don't care at all.

As the sun gradually narrowed the light of the day, the pillar of light of the Eight Gates of Golden Lock also rose as if it were gone. The natives outside began to be eager to try, and the Chinese began to make final preparations.

All the males were gathered. If the team in front of them is defeated, they also have to replenish it as soon as possible. When the man is dead, the woman and the child will also die. Even if you know that you are going to die, you have to make the enemy pay the price.

Victory or death!

And the Chinese are not without a chance of winning. Just hold on until reinforcements arrive.

The whole Chinese gathering place reverberated with a tragic atmosphere. There are still too few Chinese, and too many natives. Moreover, there are few Chinese here who are good at fighting, and they have always been kind to others, and they have been forced to fight for their lives in harmony.

Several overseas Chinese leaders and patriarchs of large families took to the streets with a large group of future state officials, offering large sums of money to boost morale. Cattle and sheep were slaughtered. It's used to treat everyone. After all, if the natives rushed in, these cattle and sheep would be nothing more than trophies of the natives.

The Xuanguangguan Temple is also conducting a prayer ceremony for Hongdae.

The heavens and the stars, the overall capture of Gou Chen!

The one that Genkokan is now worshipping is the Emperor Gouchen Shanggu Emperor, a god of war who presides over all the things that are done in the world.

In ancient times, when sending troops to fight, there were generally five links in the procedure: sacrifice, divination, dedication, and drinking. Now, although these Chinese are not sworn to go on the expedition, they are just fighting for their own survival at home. But the nature is all the same.

Read the three scriptures and offer five sacrifices. After all, the Xuanguang Temple was too small, and the city was full of buildings, and there was no suitable school field to worship the heavens. Therefore, representatives of the strong men and people in the Chinese army were selected to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.

Xuheiko is the person who officiates at this sacrifice ceremony. After all, the dust still has to leave after all, and such an opportunity will naturally be given to Xupingzi.

"I hope that the emperor will have mercy, the gods will protect you, and you will be invincible!" As the sacrificial text was read, a piece of yellow paper turned into a puff of green smoke and went straight to the clouds. After praying silently three times, Xu Pingzi threw six copper coins to the stone platform in full view of everyone.

Divination before war is a very sacred thing, after all, war is a major matter of the survival of the country and the life and death of the people. As the copper coin landed on the stone platform, it kept tumbling. Xuanguang Temple** Thousands of people outside and outside the country were silent.

"Oooo As the copper coins of the six divination stabilized, an old man who knew Zhou Yi as a representative of the people, surrounded him with several Chinese leaders.

"Earth and Heaven Hexagram: Hengtong, Taiping. Small to big, Jihyung. Lao Su walked to the stone platform, polished his eyes, and at a glance, the whole person suddenly became excited, and shouted loudly with a red face: "Heaven and earth intersect, Taiping is prosperous." Like-minded, rigid inside and soft outside, symbolizing the power of the gentleman, the villain's momentum subsides, and the world will be peaceful. It's good luck! It's good luck! We're going to win, we're going to win. ”

The old man is old, and he is also an old gentleman in a Chinese private school in the city. And consistently of good conduct. It's famous. Therefore, it is inconvenient for Chinese people to respect and trust. Now the old man shouted deeply, and he was so excited that he left tears behind. Can all the Chinese present believe it?

Xuanguang Temple suddenly thundered with joy inside and outside, whether there was a family member who wanted to go to the battlefield or not, everyone was happy at this moment.

As the news of divination spread, the entire Chinese circle was shocked.

"Master, that hexagram is real" Zhu Zai watched the whole ceremony of going out to sacrifice. Although the hexagram says "good luck", and there is a master, it is impossible for the Chinese to lose. But Zhu Zai always felt that something was wrong, although he himself couldn't say what was wrong.

"The major affairs of the country are in Rong. The land of life and death, the way of survival. If the hexagram says that it will win, it is too child's play to think that it will definitely win. After all, there are too many factors that affect the outcome of a war. In the final analysis, it is still related to the national strength of the country, the combat power of the army, and the morale of the generals" After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhu Zaiqi and said: "Today's matter, in the final analysis, is only used to boost morale, and it is an expedient measure." Even if the hexagram is true, it still requires people to sacrifice and shed blood. Instead of asking God to ask, it is better to motivate the soldiers and carefully select the generals. Back then, the death of the Northern Song Dynasty was a lesson from the past. Don't take it seriously! ”。

"Yes!" Zhu Zaikai is naturally not a junior brother on the battlefield who doesn't know anything, and the same army, under the leadership of different generals, shows very different combat effectiveness before and after, but I can see it with my own eyes. The master of the military god back then didn't do anything to ask God for divination, and he was invincible?

The night came with blood, and Lichen quietly walked into the back hall alone, and after respectfully putting three pillars of fragrance in front of the ancestor master, he turned his head and sighed leisurely at the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array Flag, which was so dim that it could no longer be supported. The flag was put away when he flipped up.

This was the first time that Chenchen could have continued to help, but he didn't act. Instead, he allowed countless people to be churned into a pulp in the mill of flesh and blood, and countless people were wounded and died.

In the middle of the night, countless people will die, and countless families will be broken in an instant. But a Chinese country that has experienced more blood and fire will be born in blood and fire. Without the tempering of blood and fire, this kingdom will never grow long. Without understanding the crisis outside, how can this kingdom grow.

At the moment when the dust put away the array flag, the pillar of light that had been protecting this Xuanguang Temple for three days finally disappeared at the same time.

Whether it is the Chinese inside the pillar of light, or the indigenous people outside the pillar of light. Everyone was stunned, and then the sound of war drums began to sound in the place where the Chinese soldiers gathered.

There is no military formation, no command. Some only fought in the blood of flesh and blood.

From the very beginning, the war was a hard-fought street fight. The natives are the main attackers. Chinese defense. The natives are outnumbered, and the Chinese are desperate to die, and the equipment is obviously better than the other party.

After all, Chinese businessmen have always been the economic pillars of this country, and the perennial overseas trade has also allowed the Chinese to accumulate enough economic strength. These weapons were supposed to be sold to the native state, but now they are being used to arm the Chinese themselves.

People are constantly dying, people are constantly being injured. The natives were apparently frightened by the desperate counterattack of the Chinese. I thought it was an easy looting and burning, but I didn't want to force the sheep into the corner, and they also had horns.

The natives were hurt, some were angry, some flinched. On the battlefield, it was obvious that the pace was inconsistent. For a while, the Chinese began to gain the upper hand, and it has become a trend of reversal.

The onlookers of the Chinese were immediately rejoicing, while the leaders of the Turen were obviously not so good-looking.

Although almost all civilians on both sides were fighting, the number of natives was overwhelmingly superior, and they would be pushed back by the sheep-like Chinese. The second prince stood on the tall building in the distance with everyone, and he didn't believe his eyes when he saw this scene with his own eyes.

The Chinese have always given people the impression of being easy to bully, and in the local people and even the top of the local people, the Chinese are just moving money bags. When you feel impatient, you can naturally set off a big wave of turmoil. The Chinese were looted over and over again. It has been this way for more than a hundred years.

I didn't expect the money bags to start rebelling now, and they made the natives so embarrassed. I can't help but say that the two princes are a little refreshed and angry.

"Second prince, don't let the civilians charge the battle to increase casualties, the Chinese are well-armed, and there is no way to retreat, they are bound to fight hard. Our people have lost momentum, so let's let them retreat. Let His Highness's invincible army get on board! Otherwise, there will be too many casualties among the civilians, which will inevitably affect His Highness's prestige among the people. The teacher of the second prince sighed, shook his head in disappointment and added to the second prince: "Especially at this extraordinary moment, why add unnecessary risks?" ”

I have to say that the last sentence of the old man woke up the second prince. At this moment of killing his brother and forcing his father in order to become a big position, it is indeed not a time to be rash. The second prince nodded after thinking for a moment, and waved his right hand upward. The herald in the distance immediately sounded the conch horn in the army.

The attack of the natives was finally repulsed. On the contrary, the Chinese occupied a few more blocks than they had just started. But before the Chinese had time to celebrate their victory, a distinctly neat procession appeared on the other side of the street, and it was "rumbling" towards the Chinese gathering place.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the most important thing is the adaptability and endurance of the graduate students. No matter how badly organized and vulnerable the army of the natives is, at least they have an incomparable psychological advantage in the face of civilians.

Fighting, disappointment, blood and corpses made up the most tragic scene of the night. This group of Chinese men really tried their best, fighting bloodily one by one, fighting for their homeland, for survival, for their relatives, and desperately forgetting to die, to the point that Lichen and Zhu Zaikai on the opposite side of the round mirror had to be moved.

The Chinese suffered heavy losses, but they also made the Turkish army pay a considerable price, and almost every step forward was marching with blood.

Although the Chinese are lambs? Who said that Huaxia is bloodless?

It's just that there is no reason for them to give up their lives and forget about their deaths. After all, whether it is a change of dynasty or the death of the world, the people are not satisfied. How can a country that cannot bring its people to their hearts give up their existence to fight?

But the display of the Chinese is obviously shrinking step by step, one building after another, and one street after another. The occupancy of the Chinese was gradually compressed to a distance of less than 2 miles around the entrance.

The old and weak, women and children crowded every open space, and everywhere there was a kind of mournful misery.

Life and death, inheritance and continuity. Is it true that the Chinese are going to disappear from this land completely on this night? It's as if they never appeared.