The world of Haotian is a world of light, and the cover of the canon of the Daomen is written with such a paragraph.

Anyone who believes in Haotian will live forever, and anyone who doubts Haotian is a sinner.

This is the first doctrine on the first page of the Taoist canon, which is very simple, very unique, and very exclusive.

Guangming County is the only place that is not under the jurisdiction of the Empire, and the millions of people living in the entire plain are all priests and cultists of the Daomen, and the people who are engaged in production in the county are also believers of the Daomen. There is no administrative body in the county, and all affairs are handled by the Daomen, in other words, the Daomen is the heaven of Guangming County, and it dominates everything in Guangming County.

Regarding Guangming County, the Empire will not allow such a country within a country to be represented in the territory, and there has been a war with the Daomen.

The war lasted three years and many people died.

In the past three years, the Daomen has shown the empire its strength, the fierce and fearless cultists, the will is like steel, the combat power is the highest in the continent, and there are countless powerful Daomen masters.

In the three-year war, both sides suffered huge losses, but no one could help anyone. The Daomen still existed, but they could not overthrow the rule of the Empire.

With the power of one sect to fight against the most powerful secular forces on the continent alone, the essence of the Daomen can be seen from this.

After three years of war, the two sides reached an agreement for different purposes: the Empire would not interfere in the affairs of Guangming County, Guangming County would not break away from the territory of the Empire, and the establishment of branches in other cities required the permission of the Empire.

For thousands of years, there have also been countless small frictions between the Empire and the Daomen, but none of them have caused much impact under the control of the high-level on both sides.

Daomen and the Empire are in such a wonderful balance.

Guangming County, the top of Mengshan Mountain.

The top of Mount Meng is a mountain, but the mountain has no peaks, it is more appropriate to be like a small plateau than a mountain. But it is the highest mountain in the Plain of Light, and you can look down on the entire plain of light.

From the city at the foot of the mountain to the plain on the mountain, there are more than 3,000 steps of white jade steps, and there is an endless stream of believers and congregations who come and go every day, and countless times of contact and friction on the soles of the feet polish the white jade steps like a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

Two thousand steps up the stairs, there is a row of statues erected on both sides, thousands of years of the Daomen has produced countless amazing and brilliant figures, each statue is a story of the Daomen, a legend.

They are the most loyal guards of the Daomen, the most pious people of Haotian, they are high up, looking down on the city below the mountain, looking down on the plain below the mountain, and the people and believers living on the plain.

Under Haotian's gaze, they are humble. On earth, they are noble, just as a human emperor looks down on his subjects.

At the end of the stairs is a huge plaza with a high platform in the middle of the square, where the Daomen hold the Heavenly Sacrifice and other major religious events. Sometimes there are offerings on the high platform, and sometimes the Pope stands on it, taking on the glory of Haotian and then blessings to the believers in the square.

The place where the offerings were offered was originally unlucky, but no one felt wrong when the Pope stood on it, perhaps because that high platform was the closest place to Haotian in the world.

Behind the square is a stacked palace, which at a glance occupies all the remaining space on the plain except for the square.

Those palaces were majestic and magnificent. It is inhabited by the Pope and the high-ranking members of the Daomen, who are the highest people in the Daomen standing under Haotian, and in the eyes of the Daomen believers and sectarians, they are the gods who represent Haotian in the world.

Haotian is bright, so the largest palace on the top of the light is called the Temple of Light.

Haotian is an existence beyond God, and the Pope and other Taoist figures are the gods who replace Haotian in the world.

So there is the Judgment Throne.

The Judgment Divine Seat Chen Banshan was in the Temple of Light at this time.

In addition to him, there are several other big names in the Temple of Light.

The Pope's position was at the top, and there were golden curtains hanging in front of him, and the light shot out from behind the Sect Master, and after the refraction of those golden curtains, the Master of the Sect looked radiant.

It was also because the Master of the Sect was behind the veil, no one had seen his face with his own eyes, and could only hear his voice like thunder.

At this time, a voice like thunder sounded in the empty hall: "Judgment Divine Seat, this time I went to the academy, and you can tell me what you think of the academy." ”

The dignified tone was unquestionable.

The Judgment Shrine is not a chair, but a couch, a couch made of red jade. The dark red jade seemed to be made of congealed blood.

The Judgment Temple is in charge of conquest and killing, not only against those who violate the canon of the Daomen, but also for those heretics outside, in addition to being able to mobilize the apologists in wartime, the Judgment Temple itself also has terrifying power, those black-clothed deacons appear everywhere like ghosts, where there is their figure, there will be killing.

It stands to reason that Chen Banshan, who is the seat of the ruling god, is second only to the master of the Daomen, and he should be a high-flying and domineering person in the Daomen. But when he saw the master of the sect asking, he was trembling, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

No one knows better than he the cruelty and horror of the Lord, who claims to be light and benevolent.

"Returning to the words of the master," he didn't dare to sit on the throne anymore, kneeling on the ground, just like the eunuch in the palace seeing the emperor, and he didn't even wipe the sweat from his forehead: "The master has not shown that it has been a hundred years, and the big gentleman who has already determined the backyard has not taken that step, but he is naturally close to the law and can use the power of some laws." "His tongue was broken, and he didn't know what secret method the door used to make him grow again, but he didn't know if he could still chant the spell.

The newly grown tongue is still a little inflexible, and the speech is a little slurred. The Master of the Sect frowned, but he also knew that he couldn't be blamed.

"Mr. Second should be half-step, as for the others, the blacksmith and the red makeup should be the cultivation of knowing the fate, the fifth senior sister Xia Zhi, and the last shot, but at that time, all three of us were seriously injured, so I can't judge her strength, and I think it should be at the peak of knowing the fate. "This is very simple, if Fifth Senior Sister Xia Zhi has already taken that step, the academy will not work so hard to repair the space, and there will be nothing for them.

People are always self-righteous and take it for granted.

"The legendary genius sixth junior disciple of the academy, Sansan, has not yet achieved the cultivation of knowing his fate, but the new disciple of the academy named Su Yan is already a cultivator of knowing his fate. Chen Banshan continued, he observed very carefully: "More importantly, he seems to have an extraordinary relationship with those three, Aoki and I, and Xue Yijiu were injured by that butterfly. ”

He can't call Caidie by his name, this is a great man.

"What's that? but some foolish woman and fool. The thunderous voice of the master sounded, and there was some anger.

If you want to climb a mountain, you can't think of a mountain as a mountain again.

"Yes, Master Teacher. Chen Banshan replied, but still did not say the name of the person, after all, a high mountain is a high mountain, and it is still a majestic mountain before it is climbed.

"This time, the academy seriously injured Aoki and Xue Yijiu, I think that the Buddhist sect will not ignore it, and Xue Guangming will definitely come out of the mountain. The voice of the master became louder and louder, and every word was a thunderbolt falling in the hall, but no one outside the hall could hear it: "Back then, if it wasn't for the academy intervening, where would my Daomen only be able to preach to Guangming County." The mountain has been standing for too long, and it's time for it to collapse. ”

"Master Master," said the chief missionary, Old Man Mingju, who had not spoken, "although the Master has not been visible for a hundred years, no one knows where he has gone or where, if we make a rash move, we will draw out the Master ...... then" He did not continue, but anyone could guess the following meaning.

The Master is the Master, neither knowing fate nor being unruly, and for countless years, no one knows where the Master has come.

If the academy is a mountain, then the master is the sea, no matter how high the mountain may be, it may be able to climb over, but I have never heard of anyone who can fill in the sea, even if it is a holy spirit named Jingwei in ancient times, the sea has been reclaiming the sea for countless years, and the sea is still so magnificent and mysterious.

How can the sea water be measured?

The Master was silent.

Master Zhangjiao said, "Elder Mingdu," he said to be polite to Old Man Mingdu, unlike to Chen Banshan.

The chief missionary was an old man with a simple and thin face, and he wore a cyan robe. If the Judgment Shrine represents the armed forces of the Daomen, then the missionaries are the foundation of the Daomen, after all, the vast number of believers and believers are the foundation of the Daomen, just like the cornerstone under the tower.

Old Man Ming Jue is the most respected person in Daomen, and he dedicates his life to Daomen.

The Master of the Sect also spoke to him relatively gently.

"The original intention of the master to establish the academy was to educate the people, and the academy is not a sect in the final analysis. "Master's gaze is higher and farther," and Master Palm paused and did not discuss the topic again.

Daomen has been silent for a thousand years, and it is time for light to come to the world.

The Master does not appear in the world, but if the Master does not appear in the world, the Master of the Sect looks up at the roof of the main hall, and his pious eyes look at the far-reaching sky through the glazed tiles of the roof.

The sky in my eyes was no longer blue, nor pure cyan, but a bright, scorching light.

The meeting ended with no final conclusion or decision. But everyone knew what he meant and where the Daomen was going next.

Chen Banshan's trip to Licheng was originally a temptation, a test of the academy or the attitude of the master, a test of the height of this peak of the academy, as for the bright disc taken away by the scholars, it was just a temptation.

Daomen spies are all over the world, but they can't infiltrate the backyard no matter what.

Everyone dispersed, and no one discussed Chen Banshan's identity as a spell master, even if this identity should only exist on the side of the Heavenly Forsaken Mountain Range.

Only the old man Mingdu glanced at Chen Banshan, his concept was pure and unsullied absolute light, because he was a Daoist Mingdu.

Short orders were delivered from the top of the light to the city below.

These orders were then elaborated and disseminated throughout Bright County.

At the same time, more covert orders were transmitted to the entire continent through various channels.

The Dao Gate, which had been silent for thousands of years, moved, like an ancient giant beast shaking off the dust on its body, opening its huge eyes to look at the world.

Shushan Sword Peak, the highest peak.

The mountain peak is very high, and under the arch of the twelve peaks, the peak can be clearly seen from a hundred miles away, and the peak head is straight into the clouds.

The mountain peaks were straight, like a sword piercing straight into the sky, and the sharp sword qi shattered the white clouds, forming a huge whirlpool.

There is a hole in the position of three zhang from the top of the peak, there is a ping in front of the hole, there is a cliff in front of the ping, and there are people on the edge of the cliff.

The man was a man dressed in sackcloth and his hair was in a high bun. looks young, but he is actually a lot older than Xue Yijiu, because he is Xue Yijiu's brother.

Xue Guangming, a generation of legends on the mainland.

The cave is a hidden sword hole, and the man is the sword keeper.

It's just that no one would have thought that the sword keeper of the Sword Cave was Xue Guangming, and the peak master of the Sword Peak didn't know either.

The morning sun shone on the lawn, on the cliff side, on the clouds and mist in the mountains, and on Xue Guangming's body.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, his gaze was a sword, and his gaze pierced into the clouds, so the sword light pierced into the clouds.

A straight condensation cloud appeared in the mist.

All the way to the mountain stream opposite.

Then he jumped off the edge of the cliff.

Xue Guangming jumped into the mountain stream opposite.