The white-haired Li Weifeng was wearing a gorgeous costume, wearing an ordinary and simple sword at his waist, he walked out of the palace with no attendants, he walked through the earthly red dust step by step, and went to visit his sister in the mountains.

They were gossiping about their youth at the table.

The young man who once chased behind Li Qiongyu is now gray-haired and has many wrinkles on his face, while Li Qiongyu has a gentle expression and gentle eyebrows, and still looks like she is still in her twenties.

In the dream, she is the god of the mountain, practicing and walking for a while, and now she has this prosperous world, and then pick it up and practice, step by step, there is no difficulty, just peaceful practice, has been practiced until now, a little chat, Li Weifeng, who was always sticking to his sister when he was young, put down the tea cup and looked outside.

Dingyan Peak is one of the most well-known mountains outside the capital.

The mountain is not very steep, but extremely handsome, surrounded by mountains on all sides, gather smoke and haze in Ding, every sunrise and sunset, the streamer is rippling, this scene is absolutely beautiful, so it is named.

At this moment, looking out from the inside of the Taoist temple of this Dingyan Peak, you can see that the thin sea of clouds spreads out very flatly, and then slowly, gently sweeping over the surrounding mountains, sweeping through the trees and people, the steps of the Taoist temple are separated from both sides, the above is the sea of clouds mist, and the bottom is the prosperity of the world.

Now the light of the great sun fell on one side, circulating in the sea of clouds, spreading a golden yellow.

Too many beautiful things.

Li Weifeng looked lost his mind and was in a trance for a long time, as if at this time, he was still the child who was taught in front of his sister, in front of the beautiful scenery, let go of this heart, but such a beautiful and magnificent picture will eventually dissipate, the golden streamer was finally collected, the sea of clouds dissipated, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Li Weifeng smiled slightly after a long time, he put the cup in his hand on the table, raised his head to look at his sister, so he changed from a young man in his dream to this old man, and said softly: "Sister is in the mountains, and she is good at practicing." ”

He just said this and stood up.

This younger brother, who was sticking to his sister in the past, took the initiative to say goodbye.

He walked down the mountain step by step, walking on the streets of the Hongchen capital city that he protected, when he was young, he couldn't support it under great pressure, and the green building he walked into when he almost collapsed was gone, there was no way, the Confucian master was still alive.

Moreover, the farmer's master is still in his prime.

Everyone is well fed and well-fed.

Nine more monuments were opened, spreading the method of cultivation.

In the era of the hundred schools of thought, everyone has a way forward, and no one is willing to really sell themselves.

And plundering the people, forced to sell themselves?

Alienation of people as goods?

Ha?

The one over there is called the Legalist, do you see their chains?

The brothers here who are dressed in black and carry huge unsheathed ink-colored swords on their backs are called the Mo family.

Finally, if you can make it through these two waves, look up and look ahead.

Master's majestic posture, such a big fist, such a big sword, do you see?

The Master proposed the world of great harmony.

People do not have only their relatives, they do not have only their sons, so that the old have their ends, the strong have their usefulness, the young have their growth, and the widows, widows, lonely and sick people are all supported; Men have a share, women have a home, and they don't have to hide their evil goods if they abandon them to the ground, and they don't have to be for themselves if they are evil.

It is because of the conspiracy to close but not to prosper, to steal and thieves not to do, so to do not close the outside household, it is said to be the same.

And then you are going to do evil in this world?

Anyone would think that this is simply crazy, not even a madman, would want to challenge a guy who is surrounded by three thousand people who are proficient in all kinds of combat techniques, and who have the majestic Qi to preach disciples everywhere.

Li Weifeng carried the wine jug, smiled, walked through this world step by step, the world is prosperous, people are talking about life and practice, but no one knows who this old man who walked here, and finally he walked to the storage room, and the old green cow led him to the quiet room where the person was sitting with a downward gaze.

The white-haired Li Weifeng looked ahead, smiled slightly, and said:

"Master, I'm leaving, what Taishan Fengzen has to face, I probably know, even if it's a pig, sitting in this position for so long, it should understand something, and some things, if you know, there are only two ways, either escape or face."

"I'm not one of those amazing people, but I know I'm here."

"You shouldn't run away from it."

"So who else can I do such a thing?"

Li Weifeng spoke softly, he chatted for an hour, the old green cow, the lantern man, and even the man in the green shirt did not come closer, they left this space and time to the pale old man, and finally the old man smiled gently, and took out a wine jug from his arms, which was returned to him by Qi Wufu when he ascended to the emperor.

He gently lowered the flask.

Turned around and left.

The old green cow looked at Li Weifeng's back, and the corners of his eyes jumped.

Although his realm is only a true monarch, he has followed the old man from beginning to end, has seen many people, and has also seen the development of the human race, I don't know if it is an illusion, he seems to see familiar figures from Li Weifeng's old but straight back, and he can't help but sigh:

"It's ......"

The man in the green shirt is not so particular.

He walked over at once, lifted up the simple flask, shook it, heard the sound inside, plucked it out, and poured it to one side, and the liquid poured out, and fell to the ground, splashing, and clear.

It's clear water.

Clear and clean water.

Just like when Qi Wufu handed him this flask sixty years ago.

"Tsk, it's just water."

The green-shirted scribe seemed to sigh in a tone that was not so simple, and the old Qingniu was dumbfounded.

He knew that this green-shirted scribe Emperor Fuxi was not very particular about everything, and he was happy with everything, but this was too unparticular! The old green cow couldn't help but stammer: "You, you, you ......"

"Me? What's wrong with me? ”

Fu Xi threw it casually and threw down the wine jug.

landed firmly on the table and said, "Anyway, no one saw it, right?" ”

"Did you see that?"

He looked at the old green cow.

The old green cow froze and was furious.

Do you look down on cows!

So obvious?!

He was justified and said angrily: "I didn't see it! ”

So the green-shirted scribe smiled casually, and said, even if you still have a little eyesight, otherwise you will eat beef today, and the lantern Taoist looked sideways at the inside of the storage room, in the interior of the storage room, the white-haired old man was sitting with his eyes closed, and his breath had completely dispersed, as if he was in harmony with heaven and earth.

His spirit changed, and his breathing became slow and long.

He hadn't woken up yet.

But it seems that the moment of awakening has arrived.

When is the sword in its sheath?

It came into being, and it was moved in response to the catastrophe.

The sword that was put into the scabbard, and the robe and the wooden hairpin were placed together, and there seemed to be a trace of a very subtle and long sword sound in the sheath.

The eyes of the green-shirted scribe shrank, and the voice of chatting and laughing stopped, the old Qingniu was still puzzled, but suddenly felt that the wind here became slightly stronger, and suddenly shivered a few times, and shook his body fiercely, and the old tree next to him shook gently, and the sound of leaves rubbing was endless.

…………………

Meditation is a ritual that has come from ancient times, which is extremely ancient and grand; There are also extremely detailed steps recorded in various classic files, extremely prosperous, extremely solemn, and extremely vast, not to mention, this time the Zen sealing ritual is based on the unity of the nine tripods.

This alone is already better than many of the past meditations.

All the sons of the world have reached Mount Tai, and they are not convinced when they meet each other, and they look around and find that there are a few missing, and the monks of the Buddha sect have not appeared here, which naturally does not need to be repeated, because after the word "interpretation" appeared on the nine tablets, the master who opened the explanation of this way did not appear.

Daomen is now, Zhuang Zhou is not there.

The Confucian master didn't seem to have any intention of coming here.

The two of them are now in the rest of the directions, but these two are not there, and the sons and hundreds of schools have not been unrestrained at this moment, and have not directly started to talk about the Tao, but they are quite respectful and restrained, because there is another person who is enough to suppress all this.

Their eyes looked at the Taoist standing there, who looked like he was in his early thirties, but in fact he was far more than the Daomen True Legend, the Lord of Refining Yang Guan, the teacher of Daomen Zhuang Zhou, and also the teacher and nephew of the old Mai Fuzi, Mingxin Dazhenren, also known as [Xi] Zhenren.

On one side, he looks as handsome as he did back then, and his stinky temper has not changed either.

Presiding over the rituals, maintaining and ensuring the sealing of Zen, after all, someone is responsible, and now the old Mai Master is dying of old age, and the master is not there, so only this Mingxin Dazhen can be responsible, he was originally unwilling to meet, both for the Taoist, the Tao is not shallow, naturally believe in the fate, believe in the vague number of fate.

Back then, Li Weifeng once said the sentence "Between you and me, except for death, there is no need to meet again".

Mingxin and Xiao Yao Ling have always avoided him.

What I am afraid of is the coincidence, and the words in the dark become prophecies.

It's just that the situation is like this now, the general trend of the world, Mingxin can also vaguely feel one or two, [Yin] has also said something, for the Jiuding Human Array promoted by Uncle Shi, he naturally also understands its significance, so he knows that today's matter, the matter has come to this, and it can't not come.

I just didn't expect that it was me who came here.

However, what Li Weifeng has done over the years, Mingxin has seen it with his own eyes, Li Weifeng is in the court, the Taoist is carrying a sword, walking in the world, and he has clearly and intuitively seen the great changes in the world in the past few decades, so he knows-

But those who have made great contributions to the world and have great deeds for the common people will be favored by humanity and luck.

In the end, it will be on the list of gods, and it is inevitable that Li Weifeng's behavior will be named on the list of gods, although he does not practice, he will eventually live in the world in another way, thinking of this, Mingxin felt a little better in his heart, and then agreed to come here.

He looked at his friend when he was young, arched his hand slightly, and the Taoist looked calm, and said:

"Your Majesty the Human Emperor."

"The sadhana is ready, please."

The old human emperor Li Weifeng looked at him, smiled gently, and said, "Then, there is a labor chief." ”

The matter of sealing Zen, in the fiefdom at the bottom of the mountain, at the top of the mountain to tell the sky, when Li Weifeng, the emperor who represents the strongest humane luck in the human world, arrived here, the great array of luck in the world has begun to slowly rotate and change, everywhere in Jiuding, there is a roar, and a roaring sound rises to the sky, magnificent and magnificent.

The great changes in the world have started in an instant, and they have triggered the fusion of wind and clouds between the six realms!

Feng Zen, heaven and earth!

Above the heavenly realm, one after another eyes fell down, all the heavens and immortals, all have felt the extraordinary meaning of this humane luck compared to the past, the weather is completely different from the terrifying changes, above the nine heavens, one after another clouds and qi circled, staggered, turned into a state of accumulation of whirlpools, layer by layer, surging and rolling towards the highest place.

Every collision is a thunderbolt, and countless immortals and gods stand on it.

The Buddhas are also ready, and the Buddhas of the West, the immeasurable streamers are clear and bright, rising to the sky, reflecting the left and right.

Feng Zen –

Open!

………………

This kind of ritual of sealing meditation, because of its importance, was recorded in great detail in the dossier and passed down to future generations, and the heavenly immortals saw the human luck swarming and watched the practitioners of the world complete this step in a solemn, solemn way, no worse than the scientific rituals of the heavenly realm.

What really matters is actually the hundreds of schools gathered here, which is the convergence of Jiuding before this.

It's every day, every night.

It's the people of this world.

This final sadhana is completed, as if it were on top of a fruit tree, and the fruit is ripe, and you just need to go to the tree, stretch out your hand, and pick the fruit, so naturally, so without difficulty.

The end of the ritual of sealing the meditation.

The formation will change immediately, and it will no longer be the number of Jedi Heavenly Paths.

The eyes of the Heavenly Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable shrank slightly, staring at the human world; The gods and immortals in the heavenly realm who have more or less other minds are watching this scene, and the Buddhas of the West are already eager, they are waiting for the final contradiction to break out, and then the Buddhas will enter the customs!

Entry!

The roar of Jiuding rose to the sky, and it seemed to resound into the sound of a giant ding, and the sound of trembling and roaring did not weaken in the slightest, but because of overlapping, because of the resonance, it became more and more magnificent, more and more magnificent, and almost enveloped the whole world.

The whole world seems to be boiling, humanity luck, social orders, and the city god and yin division, the three are one, and they are all centered on Mount Tai, and then with the qualification of the contemporary emperor, they have completed the final step, and everyone vaguely heard a roar in their hearts.

Jiuding Jedi Tiantong, when it was about to turn around, and before this transformation, the mighty humane luck resurfaced, with the unity of Jiuding luck, converged, mighty, criss-crossed, turned into a scroll, and then in front of the white-haired old man with a sword, slowly unfolded.

God List!

The Heavenly Realm Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable was puzzled, and the immortals paid attention, but the Jade Emperor's eyes lit up with a trace of light.

He shook his hand, a feeling of heat and anticipation in his heart.

He already knew this great man in the world!

Such a hero, when ascending to heaven as a god!

The countless human gods around were all standing with their hands bowed, and on the top of this mountain, only the white-haired human emperor was left, he stood in the highest place, the wind was very strong, and he was blowing, looking at his own exploits that appeared on the god list-

At that time, it was a government, and it was considerable, and since ancient times, there has never been any.

Ren Xian can enable, will be no other, frugal and thrifty, the world is almost punished.

It is also less than three generations, and there is no one who is unique.

Jishi Kangmin, great and powerful!

Throughout the ages, the martial arts of civil governance, there is no transcendent, there is great merit, there is atmospheric luck, when the harmony luck, named [emperor], in order to have immortality, long in the world, this text exudes a pure golden streamer, soaring to the sky, brilliant and magnificent, enviable.

This name is at the top of the list of gods.

The surrounding gods of human luck, the hundreds of families, and even the royal relatives who were lucky enough to see this scene exuded a trace of heat and envy in their eyes, and they bowed down, with a blazing fire in their hearts, with longing, and then chanted the name of the ancient chanting.

Yu Tian! It is the Emperor of Heaven who lowers his eyes, and here, there are gods to bless him!

In such a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

The list of gods fell, and it slowly unfolded in front of Li Weifeng, as long as he stretched out his hand, this immortality that he was eager for was placed in front of him, and all the people recognized these, even if the sons and hundreds of schools subconsciously recognized these, and subconsciously recognized the path to becoming a god after death.

Li Weifeng smiled slightly.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar!

The sword of slaughter exploded in an instant, and a boundless aura of slaughter swept around, and the next moment, everyone saw the incredible scene in front of them, and immediately lost their voices in unison - the sword in the palm of the human emperor pierced into the god list!

Rumble!!!

So slaughtered, so resolute!

Without hesitation!

Such a resoluteness, like a cold wind blowing in the face, completely swept the four directions and swept away the dullness in the heart.

In the dead silence, bursts of whistling voices echoed here, and endless streamers emanated from the god list.

Li Weifeng's sword twisted and roared, but it slashed downward, and the burst of light escaped, like a flame of light, surging in the eyes of this human emperor, everyone was puzzled, shocked, and looked at this scene in disbelief, the Jade Emperor's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously got up.

And Mingxin subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"Honor, the Emperor's Decree!"

Li Weifeng's voice came out, hoarse and blank, so solemn and resolute, so that Mingxin's movements stagnated, he looked at this strange and familiar friend, looked at the blazing fire in his eyes, and finally slowly withdrew his palm, the voice of the old man emperor kept falling, it was the law that bound the gods of humanity.

The final order is-

"From the beginning of the year, the emperors of all generations cannot be on the list of gods!"

"The Emperor of People."

"No, for the gods!"

The Jade Emperor's face was moved.

The gods of humanity around them were silent.

Those who practice humane luck will inevitably have a short lifespan, and if they are not allowed to be on the list of gods, it means that only the most fiery and pure human race will embark on the road of the human emperor who is destined to burn themselves, and suppress the world with this body, and if they know this, they can still walk on this path, they can be called -

Emperor!

And it was the gray-haired old man in front of him who made this decision.

He was the emperor in life, and after he died, he was high above the gods.

Such a human emperor will eventually decay.

He has seen one example at a time.

So, at the beginning, at my own expense, I want to cut off this future path completely.

Li Weifeng's eyes widened angrily, and he said the last edict.

He did his best to move forward before the finish line, on the final road.

It was as if he saw pictures in front of his eyes.

The young self, the young self, the struggling self, and the self who longs to leave a name at the moment, and then get immortality, and finally the white-haired old man with chains, crying and laughing: "You will become like me, you will also become like me!" ”

"No, I never."

The old Li Weifeng replied.

He roared, laughing and slashing his sword.

This sword that existed because of him broke out with the greatest sword roar in this life at this moment, and then cut the name of the convergence of human luck, as the human emperor with the greatest merit, he cut off his name under the witness of heaven and earth, and cut off his self-proclaimed god list.

The golden flame exploded violently.

At that moment, the burst of light swept across the heavens and the earth, magnificent and magnificent, and in the end, only silence remained.

Everyone looked at the gray-haired figure, at him almost bent over, gasping for breath, and at him trembling after the sword.

The emperor of people, cut off immortality!

Speechless.

With the help of the power of the god list, he left a way back and a direction for the common people and the people.

Spend a nail to make the world prosperous.

Gathering the power of the earth, the social order, the city god and the world, and finally completed the Taishan Zen after the unity of the nine tripods, the world turned into a perfect world, and then locked himself out of this power, and cut off the most easily degenerate and corrupted human emperor himself.

It's so-called—

Brilliant as fire.

Zheng!

The Human Emperor turned, the sword in his hand stuck upside down into the ground.

There are gains and losses, and they should be honored by the world during their lifetime.

Bento die for this society!

The people are the lords of the country, and the king and the emperor should be sacrificed to the country by the people, and they should be deserved by the world.

All people can become gods after death, but not human emperors.

It's to know—

God will also be under men.

The human world can become one of the Three Realms.

He whispered in his heart.

Don't forget, don't forget, the god list is just a tool, just a tool to protect the world, you and us, we are all human races, all people, living people, at least, the emperor must still be here, at least I am here.

The Emperor of Men opened his eyes.

He was full of gray hair, he was on a sword, and his body trembled.

At this moment, he looked at all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens and the world.

Cast the heart of the common people with hundreds of schools.

Cast the heart of a hundred schools with my body.

I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.

The wind blows Mount Tai, and the people are speechless.

There was only a kind of silence and solemnity.

All souls bowed down, and the sons gave up.

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The sword in Li Weifeng's palm appeared one after another, and then turned into fragments, scattering in the world.

The last battle of his life is over.

………………

Poor for salary, the fire is also transmitted, and I don't know the end!

Burn the torch.

- "Zhuangzi"!

6,000 words big chapter, peaceful, lying corpse, asking for a monthly pass

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