Chapter 310: A Hundred Years of Decisive Battle
The Three Realms, a neologism in the realm of Daomen domination.
In the past, words such as human world, demon race, alien, Qiyun Mountain, etc., which could make people estranged, have all fallen behind, and have been replaced by the Three Realms, or collectively known as Daomen.
Govern the Three Realms as a whole.
Words such as Dugong, deacon, and steward, which had previously had the spirit of a small family, have also become small names within the lineage, and have been replaced by occupations in the Three Realms.
Qiyun Domain.
The central jade mansion, the office of the great sacrificial wine.
There is a letter in front of the white bill, which is the report of the envoy of the Three Realms of the Jade Mansion.
"There has been no rain for 40 days in a radius of 3,000 miles in the Broken Mountains in the northern part of the Lingbei region, and many fields have died, and if there is no rain, it may affect this year's harvest and cause famine, and it is estimated that more than 10 million people will be affected."
Bai Fa pondered for a moment and wrote down his opinion: "The officials of the rain department of the East China Sea and Linjiang regions go to Lingnan to rain, and it is enough to rain in three inches. The Lei Fu Dou Department and the Military Department went to Lingbei to investigate the disaster situation, whether it was man-made. Beware of demons taking advantage of the chaos! ”
With the big seal covered, golden light spread all over the world, and various departments began to cooperate in an orderly manner.
The Taoist created the three-province system to undertake the rule of the Three Realms in the future, but the three-house sacrificial wine is often a heavy task, and there is no time to rest, so six departments are dismantled to assist, the fighting department, the military department, the rain department, the earth department, the evil department, and so on.
After the policy was issued, a great famine disappeared into nothingness.
This is unimaginable in the eyes of outsiders, the Dao Sect can be so united, and can also use the power of monks to benefit the world.
For other forces, mortals are nothing more than tools to be exploited, and at most they can use some spells to produce crops so that they do not starve to death, so that they can be exploited in the longer run.
As for Daomen's behavior of wasting his strength to please mortals, it is simply incomprehensible, is there any benefit to this?
Of course, what they couldn't understand the most was that the Dao Sect was getting stronger and stronger, and the mortals were very supportive of the Dao Sect.
And the interior of the Daomen is also relatively united, and there are not so many intrigues.
Therefore, they couldn't understand why the Dao Sect was very strict in every aspect, even to the point of cruelty, and the disciples of the sect had to be punished for casting spells outside, and even killed mortals for no reason to pay for their lives, and the sect did not have turmoil because of this, and it was still very united.
Over the years, it has been invincible on the battlefield and has occupied a lot of territory.
As a result, many sects have studied Daomen thought in depth, and some people were frightened and hated it, and demonized Daomen in all directions.
Of course, there are also people who join if they can't beat it.
Southwest Domain.
Dense forests, dense with smoke.
A group of people trekked through mountains and rivers to avoid the miasma of tigers and leopards and headed to the unknown south.
These people are different from ordinary humans, with light green hair, dark green pupils, and a height of one foot and two, indicating that they are not ordinary humans.
This is the forest people, different from the traditional tree spirits, their body is not a tree, but a mixture of tree spirits and humans, the tree spirits step by step from the tree to the human form, while the forest people are the opposite, with the passage of life, the forest people step by step into trees.
In the forest area, the forest people used to be the most powerful force, but now with the intensification of the struggle in the Three Realms and the increase of demons and monsters, they gradually can't support it, so they come to take refuge in the Daomen.
The skin of the old man at the head has turned into dry bark, and a pair of cloudy old eyes are shining with wisdom.
"Patriarch, can the Daomen really accept us?" A clansman asked.
Mu Zun said: "It will be, Mu Ren eats and drinks dew, never eats blood and food, and we also admire the Great Dao, why can't you accept us?" After a while, the attitude will be better, so as not to anger the Dao Sect Messenger. ”
Soon, they came out of the jungle and came to the vicinity of Daomen City.
During this period, they also saw a lot of people who dragged their families to take refuge.
Rumble!
Heavy rain fell from the sky, moistening the dry earth.
When everyone looked up, it turned out to be a mussel spirit wrapped in water vapor.
"The clam spirit doesn't kill people, but it even manages the rain?"
Outside the city, there are Taoist priests casting spells to help seedlings grow, or flying across patrols.
The ghosts and gods are in the shadows and do not affect the outside world.
Mortals perform their duties, some study, some practice martial arts, and some are bent on entering the immortal gate, and the whole city is full of an atmosphere of striving for progress.
Everything seems so harmonious.
As soon as everyone came here, they instantly fell in love with the atmosphere.
This is the legendary paradise.
Soon, five waves of people merged in the city, including monsters, strangers, and monks from small sects.
They came here for only one thing - to join the Daomen.
The Daomen monk stepped forward to inquire, then turned around and returned to the city, waiting for an answer from his superiors.
A moment later, a golden light flew from the sky, and there was a woman standing on the auspicious clouds, her black hair and red rope tied up at will, and she was not wearing the splendid palace dress that the woman loved, just the monk's casual clothes, and there was a hint of indifferent nobility between her eyebrows.
Could it be Princess Xu Wan?
For this powerful descendant of Xu Xuan, even if it is an outsider, he is also deeply impressed by this.
"Fellow Daoists have worked hard, welcome to join the righteous path, and please come in and take a seat." Xu Wan's answer was very official, there was no alienation and rejection, in fact, these people joined in, and it did not improve the strength of the Daomen much, and it took several generations of education for their descendants to stand out.
Daomen, unlike other sects, value the mind, so some people are destined to be disappointed and even regret their attachment.
Of course, the visitor is a guest, and it is impossible to wait for a guest from afar because something has not happened.
On the border, Marshal Tianpeng and General Heisha expanded the Daomen land.
To the south of the river, it is all the territory of Daomen.
Daomen occupies a small half of the world.
If they didn't need to digest it, they could hit the old nest of the Gouchen Dynasty or the Qingyu Kingdom in one go, according to the physique of the Daomen, if they blindly expanded, it would be a negative asset.
The hundred-mile-wide river, the monks fought in the sky, the aura was agitated, the spells were flying wildly, people died every moment, and the corpses fell into the river to feed the fish.
"Retreat!!" Tianpeng gave an order, and the Daomen monks retreated like a tide.
"The Metropolitan Governor is mighty!!"
The monks of the Gouchen dynasty cheered, and everyone chanted the name of the leader.
It was the first victory in more than two decades.
The young monk in the crowd was the so-called Metropolitan Governor Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng enjoyed the love of everyone, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.
"It's finally done." Wu Sheng thought to himself.
The disciples have grown, and the two of Huangquan Tianzi and Qingyu Wuxian have contracted their forces, licking their wounds in the wilderness.
There was no news from the Holy King of Gou Chen, I don't know if he was dead, or if he was also hiding.
And Xu Xuan didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and he didn't know where to hide.
The world has become calm in a strange way.
Time flies.
Time passed in a hurry.
In the thirtieth year of Xu Xuan's retreat, two meteors fell from the sky, which was suspected to be a Dao fruit outside the sky, and the Daomen sent people to inquire about it, but to no avail.
"The Three Realms will stop expanding, the three governments and six departments will screen personnel, strengthen security, and prepare for the sixth generation of Aozi disciples to accept disciples!"
Bai Fa expected that it was not good, the evil demon outside the sky may be hidden, and this kind of evil demon can only be dealt with by the Dao Master, in order not to affect the Dao Master's retreat, so he chose not to take the initiative to provoke.
In the future, when the Taoist master goes out, he will definitely be able to set the world and establish the supreme divine court.
The war disappeared, and the Daomen changed from strategic expansion to strategic stalemate.
Flowers bloom and fall.
It has been a hundred years since Xu Xuan's retreat.
There are new people from the country, and the Taoism has a deep heritage.
That's when fighting broke out.
The Gouchen Dynasty, the Qingyu Kingdom, the Huangquanmen and the strange army attacked together.
Bai Fa only realized at this time that he had controlled these sects. (End of chapter)