Chapter 467: Heaven and Earth Should Have Rules
When Ji Yue climbed the mountain, Longhu Mountain tossed for a day, solemn and sacred and lively.
Not surprisingly.
The old Heavenly Master Zhang Normal personally handed over the Heavenly Master Sword that symbolized the identity of the Great Heavenly Master to Zhang Yuanji - in fact, there were early signs, Zhang Yuanji went to Lin'an from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and when he was suspended in Qintianjian, he held the cloud and rain bowl.
Although the cloud and rain bowl is not as good as the Heavenly Master Sword, it is also one of the treasures of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and for hundreds of years, most of the young generations who hold the Cloud and Rain Bowl will become the great heavenly master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.
Before Zhang Yuanji took over the Heavenly Master Sword and a series of ceremonies, the empress first sealed Zhang Yuanji.
Venerable Yuan Great Heavenly Master.
Since he came to Longhu Mountain, of course, he was embarrassed to only seal Zhang Yuanji alone, so among the heavenly masters of the past dynasties, he posthumously sealed one or two outstanding ones, including the peerless heavenly master who single-handedly created the Yunyu bowl.
In essence, that Celestial Master had already been enshrined enoughβeven above the Founding Patriarch.
In the status of the people, he is also the first celestial master in the past dynasties.
After the ceremony, it was supposed to return to the state city near Longhu Mountain to rest for the night, but the empress who rushed back to Lin'an on the second day gave a rare order, which was the Night Dragon Qi Heavenly Master's Mansion.
Longhu Mountain is cheering up and down.
Do as the Romans do.
The empress had a bland dinner in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and there were five people accompanying the banquet: Zhang Normal, the new Heavenly Master Zhang Yuanji, and the three old Taoist priests with white hair.
It's fine.
After dinner, the empress changed her colorful clothes and said that she would go for a walk.
Xue Shengtang wanted to follow the escort.
The empress did not allow it, but only let the old eunuch Zhengzhang accompany him normally, walked out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and walked along the mountain show road funded by the imperial court.
In front of the Baiyun Temple, the sloppy old Taoist priest drank rough wine, his expression was not sad or happy, but the figure of the old Taoist priest was more or less ethereal, making people wonder if he really existed.
The old Taoist priest looked at the little girl who was looking at the mountain with his face up, and couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, the blame is that the teacher wants to sell you?" β
The little girl muttered, "Yes." β
The old Taoist priest smiled, didn't say anything about it, and looked down the mountain, "I saw the three women under the mountain." β
The little girl nodded, not very interested, "Two of the three are strangers, both are queens, one is loyal and one is a demon girl, it is not surprising, but the woman who wears black and white swords is obviously walking the way of the sword, but there are traces of Taoism, it seems to be from Qingcheng." β
The old Taoist priest nodded, "The loyal and righteous woman who uses the sword has gone through hardships but has a peaceful future, and the same is true for the demon girl who uses the sword, and the woman who came out of Qingcheng has a dull life." β
The little girl was puzzled, "What does it have to do with me?" β
The old Taoist priest shook his head, "The teacher just wants to tell you that the Great Dao and the people, that's it, only one life." β
The little girl pouted, "You've had a lot of life." β
The old Taoist priest was so choked that he couldn't speak, and then smiled bitterly: "Therefore, being a teacher, a member of the Mo family, a saint of the military family, and even Fan Wenzheng and others are not in line with the avenue. β
The little girl glanced at her: "Then why don't you die?" β
The old Taoist priest sighed and did not speak again.
After a long time, I silently recited in my heart, yes, we will all die...... The world should not be so unruly.
In the inn at the foot of the mountain, the three women sat quietly in the attic, looking at the big Yan Nanfei outside the window, each with their own thoughts.
In the past two years, they have traveled together in the rivers and lakes, and they have all gained, and now all the three women who are listed in "Thirty-Three Swordsmen" have really gained more than just kendo.
I have seen too many births, old age, sickness and death, felt joys and sorrows, and understood more truths in life.
But all three are tired and tired of the rivers and lakes.
Mao Qiuqing suddenly missed the days when she was a personal maid in Xizhao Mountain.
The red-clothed Song Ci remembered the person who gave him something to eat.
Gongsun Zhishui doesn't want that person, but she doesn't want to go back to Qingcheng either, she once saw a couple of men and women marry separately because of the world, but after marriage, they have a cheating tryst together regardless of the world, and finally they have no regrets when they are immersed in the pig cage.
She doesn't know what love is.
She wondered.
In this short life, she is not willing to be accompanied by two swords.
After a long time, Mao Qiuqing said softly: "Or, return to Lin'an tomorrow?" β
The red-clothed Song Ci snorted.
Gongsun Zhishui didn't speak, she had no reason to return to Lin'an.
However, the three of them have been together for a long time, life and death have been together many times, and they have already accepted each other, and the red-clothed Song Ci smiled, "Zhishui, we don't want to be separated from you, let's go back to Lin'an together." β
Gongsun Zhishui bowed his head, and his heart was a little pounding.
A young man suddenly walked into the courtyard, his face was extremely white, dressed in black, wearing a long sword, standing downstairs and whispering upstairs: "Your Majesty asked me to tell you that Li Ruyu is not in Lin'an, but at the junction of Jianzhou and Zizhou. β
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The three women looked at each other, and after a while, the red-clothed Song Cicai asked weakly, "Is it too late to go now?" β
That's where to go.
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The woman walked among the mountain roads, plucking a leaf from a branch that stretched out to the road from time to time, rubbing it on her hand for a while and then throwing it away, as if she was whispering to herself, and as if she was saying to the old eunuch, "The sanctification of the Mo family is unexpected, but the Mo family's non-aggression and love are not suitable for the current situation, and I think there will probably be a battle to kill the saint over there." β
The old eunuch nodded, "That's true, there is a high probability that Shuzhong will fight for the Mo family." β
The woman sighed, "Actually, I once doubted that the Mo family had been controlled by the black-clothed literati in Shuzhong, otherwise why would the Mo family only assassinate the generals of Tiance and the Taiping Army before." β
If it is really love, if you want to stop fighting, you should assassinate the generals of the Western Army together.
The old eunuch was silent.
After walking more than ten steps, an old Taoist temple suddenly appeared at the corner in front of her, and the woman smiled slightly, "This is it." β
The old eunuch nodded.
The woman then turned the corner and took the old eunuch to the Baiyun Temple, looking at the old man and the young who knew that she would come, and finally her eyes fell on the little girl, "Zhang Heluo? β
Who is the biggest in the world.
King.
Even though they were all cultivators, the old Taoist priest still bent down and bowed.
The woman accepted it calmly.
Zhang Heluo squatted there with a grin, not even meaning to get up, and sighed, "Empress? β
Zhang Normal could only smile bitterly.
The woman didn't think it was wrong, "There are three saints in the world now, Fan Wenzhenggong who watched Yun Mountain in the saint temple, the soldier saint who sat in the grass mound on the bank of the Bianhe River and watched the world, and the newly sainted Mo family, shouldn't you explain it to me?" β
Zhang Heluo sighed, immediately got up, looked at the woman squarely, and looked stubborn, "There are four saints in the world, and one is far away in front of you, shouldn't Your Majesty explain it to me?" β
Zhang Normal also smiled.
Sure enough, things in the world, but when it comes to saints, can't be hidden from Zhang Heluo.
The woman also smiled, walked to Zhang Heluo's side, looked at the Baiyun Temple, gently stroked her sideburns, and said with a smile: "You weren't there at that time, sanctification is relatively simple, and you don't need your approval." β
In this world, you shouldn't exist in the first place.
Because unruly aliens appear in this world, and because there will be saints among these aliens, you appear in this world unruly.
And it's in the form of a human being.
The woman said, "Besides, some saints are very weak, otherwise they would not have been forced by the sword demon on the coast of the East China Sea. β
Zhang Heluo sighed, "How did I hear that Sword Demon Dugu said that he didn't dare to kill you, but he couldn't kill you." Immediately, his eyes rolled and he said, "Women, they like to deceive people." β
A saint is also a woman.
The woman tightened helplessly, "You should know that I am not here to argue with you about how many saints there are in the world now, I only care that there will be a few saints in the world in the future." β
Zhang Heluo didn't care at all, stared at the woman tightly, and in his huge eyes, a sky full of stars appeared, like two whirlpools, shining with brilliance that penetrated all things in the world.
The woman stood calmly and did not care at all.
After a long time, Zhang Heluo looked stunned, and whispered to himself that he couldn't see through it.
Where is it weak.
Then he said: "I don't care how many saints there will be in the world in the future, I'm just curious, how can you become a saint as a king, not a Confucian, not a Taoist, or a soldier?" β
The woman shook her head, "You'll find out later." β
Zhang Heluo also shook his head, "Then you will know later." β
The woman was silent for a long time before she said: "The world is about to be unified, and the final battle with the Northern Barbarians will be the end. β
Zhang Heluo pouted, "What do you have to do with me." β
The woman ignored her and continued: "The world is unified, as long as it is ......" After hesitating, the woman still didn't dare to say who else was in her heart: "As long as the king of the Zhao family has one or two more Ming monarchs, it is not difficult to continue the prosperous era for another hundred years, and it can even create a prosperous era that has never been seen in the ages, that day, will it be the day of the great harmony of the world?" β
Zhang Heluo snorted.
I was a little moved in my heart.
She finally understood what the empress wanted to do.
What the empress wants to create is not only the prosperity of Daliang and the country, but the prosperity of Datong, including Beiban and Dali.
It's just that the empress's Datong is prosperous, and she has to attack it.
The woman walked to the edge of the square in front of the Taoist temple and looked at the heaven and earth under the mountain, "Since the world will be prosperous and Chang'an, there is no need for so many saints in the world, and it is enough to have a cultural and educational saint." β
Zhang Heluo was stunned.
She understood what the empress meant.
Since the prosperous era of Chang'an, if there are a few more saints in the world, wouldn't it cause disputes and disrupt the prosperous era of Datong that was built with great difficulty, which is the future that the empress does not want to see.
Zhang Heluo was a little touched, and finally said something serious: "In fact, the saint is not the pinnacle of this world, someone can kill the saint by himself, such as the Dugu in the Sword Demon City." β
That's the rule.
After a pause, Zhang Heluo said softly: "You have cultivated the sword of the empress with one hand, Li Ruyu and his person, don't you just want to make him the next sword demon?" β
From you to you.
Obviously, Zhang Heluo has recognized the empress.
The woman was astonished, "You are wise." β
Zhang Heluo smiled, "From the day of your Zhang Guo, you know that sooner or later there will be saints in the world, you are not afraid of Confucian saints such as Fan Wenzheng, you are afraid of the kind of military saints on the banks of the Bianhe River, you are afraid of another Baili Chunxiang in the cold world, so you need a sword, a sword that can kill saints." β
"And the sword demon Dugu can't be controlled."
"You have to make a sword that can kill saints yourself, and that person is Li Ruyu, because he is too strange and does not conform to the rules of the existence of aliens at all."
"So, you don't mind being made into a game with the same roots, you just hope to use this to make Li Ruyu a pivotal ...... in the cool world It doesn't matter to the king, or even the king. β
"You want Li Ruyu to become the sword of the rules of the Josu Saint in this world."
"In this way, you can let go of the hundreds of millions of people in this world with peace of mind, go to the world outside the world, and pursue the path that the saints can no longer satisfy in this world."
In the final analysis, in the heart of the empress, there is benevolence.
The benevolence of heaven and earth.
Maximum.
Otherwise, with her ability to become holy a long time ago, she would have been able to go to the world outside the world like Baili Chunxiang and Dayan Taizu.
From this point of view, the empress is even higher than Baili Chunxiang and Dayan Taizu.
The woman turned around and looked at Zhang Heluo, who had a serious face, and then looked at the old Taoist priest, with a narrow face.
The old Taoist priest spread his hands, "She can see it." β
Then he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have that ability, I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master's Mansion." β
The woman sighed, "Today, I have been crowned the Taoist chief again, plus the edicts of the kings of the past dynasties, even if you are not a true immortal, you are not far from becoming a saint, and you really regard yourself as an ordinary Taoist priest?" β
There was a pause: "Immortal Elder Zhang Daoling, I am not wrong." β
There is no thunder in the sky.
The old Taoist priest looked embarrassed: "It's good to know, why bother to say it." β
Zhang Normal on the side was stunned, he didn't even know about this matter, it turned out that this elder in the family who didn't even know his own generation turned out to be the peerless heavenly master who single-handedly created the cloud and rain bowl hundreds of years ago.
But that Heavenly Master is not called Zhang Daoling.
The empress glanced at Zhang Normal and laughed, "Zhang Daoling, it's a stranger, the founding patriarch of the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain in that world, and he can be regarded as a Taoist immortal. β
It is a pity that neither in that world nor in the cool world has been able to sanctify with the Tao.
When the empress said this, there was still no thunder in the sky, and I don't know if it was shielding the heavenly machine, or if the thunder was like the years, and the empress was not added.
Zhang Ming's heart shook wildly.
Immediately relieved.
I was still worried that after he died, Zhang Yuanji would not be able to support the Heavenly Master Mansion, and with such a master sitting in Longhu Mountain, why worry that the Heavenly Master Mansion would not prosper for hundreds of years.
Zhang Heluo waved his hand, "But I still don't want to go to Lin'an." β
The woman shook her head, "I have to go." β
Although he recognized the empress, Zhang Heluo was stubborn after all, his face was dark, and his two big tiger teeth were very cute, "Why do I have to listen to you." β
The woman was silent for a while, "The martial arts in the world are rising day by day, and the saints are about to appear in the world, and it is likely that there will be a situation where a hundred schools of thought are contending, which is the luck of the rivers and lakes and culture and education in the cool world, but it is definitely not the luck of all the people, so for the prosperous world, one or two cultural and educational saints who uphold benevolence and righteousness are enough." Therefore, don't continue to elevate martial arts, and don't need to produce more saints. β
The old Taoist priest nodded.
That's true.
The woman continued, "Heaven and earth should have rules. β
After Zhang Heluo arrived in Lin'an, the first thing he did was to use her identity to formulate rules for the martial arts in this world.