Tiger descends!

Tiger roars and dragon roars!

Black Tiger Dig Out the Heart!

Come back twice as strong!

Throw plenty of dirt and some will be sure to stick!

A man who loses position and influence may be subjected to much indignity!

Like a wolf!

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After drinking a pot of Baihua Tiger Bone Wine, Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang were a little drunk.

Each of them drunkenly released their own human realm aura, swaggered downstairs, out of the wine shop, and then flew up, flying above the heads of those soldiers, and stumbling past those law enforcement monks.

This kind of posture, which was slightly arrogant, attracted Lu Zhishen, who was watching from afar, smiled bitterly, but he still secretly sent an order, instructing himself to reach the place where his authority could reach, so that Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang could go unhindered.

Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang seem to be quite unappreciative, quite drunk and singing, and quite a bit of their own way. But, naturally, still, I can only return to the house where the demon clan mission is stationed.

Wuxu was indeed a little drunk, and he lay on the soft couch with his hands and feet, trying to keep his eyes open, staring at the roof. He stared at the rooftop as if it were a deep starry sky.

This spiritual order is very much like what he has seen and heard in later generations. Deeper into this, this means that even those who are practicing cannot avoid the so-called family country, the so-called organization, and the so-called system.

In the impression of Wuxu, or since Wuxu was reincarnated in this time and space, once he really steps into cultivation, or can practice, even if there are the weak and the strong, and there are sect constraints, but relatively speaking, he is free after all, he can fly as he wants, he can escape if he wants, and even many times he can be happy with enmity.

There was a time when Wuxu was happy when he saw someone dancing and Ling Bo walking slightly, he was happy when he saw someone shouting and opening mountains and rivers, and he was happy when he saw someone pointing at an orchid and a wicked person with a knife falling to the ground。。。。。。。

But now, the spiritual orders seem to have been broken. At least for Wuxu.

You have endured all kinds of suffering, lost all kinds of joys, submerged or even abandoned the principles of human ethics, devoted yourself to penance, and cultivated into the so-called real monk, but in the end, or even now, it is like beating down the mortals, like ordinary people, almost no difference. Because, even if you are a real monk, you can not be levied spiritual resources, but in the future, you will have to bow your head to the imperial court in exchange for spiritual resources for cultivation. It's like, getting a ration.

Even if you have some desperate and opportunistic methods, this is already the case in this world. What you can do and what the world is like are two different things. You can change, but the world can't or won't change, it's two different things.

Wuxu couldn't help but have a deep sense of fateful sadness. I was reincarnated in this world, I always thought that I could change a way of living, and it seemed that for a period of time, it seemed that I really changed a way of living, flying, flying, floating, reciting mantras, and meeting Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Bowen, Wen Tianxiang... Such historical figures, as well as male and female rivals like Zhao Tong and Guo Min who belong to the category of fairy couples。。。。。。

But no matter how hard it is, whether it is a mistake or a mistake, after several twists and turns, hazy, and hard work, I still return to the past, to that or that kind of world where the people do not fight with the officials, and the individual cannot fight against the organization.

You must know that when you are young, the reason why you like to read those fairy books and fairy novels is that one of the most important complexes is to admire those monks who fly around, fall into the city with a sword, and transcend yin and yang. They can break free from many worldly shackles with their own understanding of the heavens and the earth and with their own strength, otherwise how can they be called monks? But if they have cultivated for many years and have cultivated to the outer heavens, they suddenly realize that they are just like an ordinary man in the mundane world, and they still have to face those things that they are already disgusted with. What is the difference between oneself, a true monk, and those tame people in the human world and in previous lives?

It's just that at this moment, if you really want to rebel and revolt, I am afraid that I will no longer be as lucky as Liu Bang to cut the white snake and sing the song of the great wind, but I am afraid that a certain character, with a slight movement of his fingers, or a wisp of divine consciousness, will make Wuxu disappear.

Is this a fate, or a kind of reincarnation? or is it a so-called eternal and unchanging truth?

Baihua Tiger Bone Wine, as if turning into a fierce tiger, scurrying in Wuxu's body. Realize the void and let them gallop. They rush here and there, but they are always in their own bodies, just like Sun Wukong can't jump out of the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain.

The more violently they rushed, the more wanton they broke in, and the more they felt the void.

Rush, rush, roar

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Wen Tianxiang, on the soft couch opposite, collapsed, squirming, if it was bright and dark. He babbled, as if he was scolding, and he seemed to be babbling something. He is also angry, no longer repressed anger.

The Southern Song Dynasty fell, and he was powerless to return to the sky, which is a kind of sadness that is powerless to resist the sky. He hadn't experienced this kind of sorrow so truly for a long time. In the prison of the Yuan Dynasty, he wrote righteous songs, and went to his death, thinking that he would die without regrets. After that, he made a mistake, cultivated the ghost road, seized the dragon house, and as soon as he succeeded, he secretly arranged it, cooperated with heroes from all walks of life, accelerated the fall of the Yuan Dynasty, and later avenged the national hatred and family hatred.

With the deepening of his cultivation, especially the promotion of the so-called True Spirit Overhaul, Wen Tianxiang gradually realized the cycle of heaven and earth, and the truth that honor and disgrace have a certain number. When he stayed in the outer heavens, his heart became even more indifferent, thinking that he could be detached, not in the world, jumping out of right and wrong. For a period of time, Wen Tianxiang silently recalled the battles in the world, and really felt that the past was like a dream, so illusory, not worth mentioning. In this way, he really let go.

But today, as soon as the star decree of the Great Zhou Dynasty was promulgated, Wen Tianxiang somehow immediately thought of the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the iron hooves of the Yuan Dynasty trampled all over the Central Plains and even the south of the Yangtze River, and then promulgated those strict laws and harsh orders. Levy all spiritual resources, just like the Yuan Dynasty levied folk iron tools, so that the Han family held a knife.

At the same time, the figure of Cheng Du and Lord Du in the original Great Zhou Imperial History appeared vaguely in Wen Tianxiang's mind. This, almost in the outer sky, the only person who made Wen Tianxiang admire, he was dead just a few days ago, but at this moment he stood in front of Wen Tianxiang with a solemn face. From him, Wen Tianxiang seemed to see himself.

At the same time, another cold and distant figure appeared in Wen Tianxiang's mind. The Ten Directions Netherworld Fingers!The Ten Directions Netherworld Fingers of the Xuanyin Star Ghost Sect Master!This figure is like it is truly from hell. He didn't look at Wen Tianxiang, it seemed that Wen Tianxiang took the initiative to look at him, it seemed that this was an inevitability.

Wen Tianxiang finally couldn't help but go crazy, although the madness was only in his mind. And because it was only in his mind, Wen Tianxiang couldn't help but feel a sense of desperate fate.

He got up in a daze, came from the soft couch to the ground, stood, slowly raised his head, and the darkness slowly poured in, enveloping him, and then turning into a gradual erosion into his body, and even into the sea.

This kind of despair is more painful than everything, especially for someone like him who has really experienced life and death.

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On the second day, Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang both got up on time, but there was no dialogue. The two of them sat there silently, just quietly watching the change of light outside. After a long time, Wuxu said to Wen Tianxiang, "It's not too early, let's go out and have a look." Wen Tianxiang nodded, "Let's see if there are any edicts issued today." ”

The two of them walked out again. There are more people on the streets than there were yesterday. But Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang walked for a while, and then they realized that something was wrong. I saw that those ordinary people almost poured out of the nest, men, women and children, big bags and small bags, but all seemed to be walking towards the outside of the city.

Wuxu casually stopped a person, and when he inquired, he learned that after the two of them went back yesterday, a new edict was issued. This second new edict is called the Decree of Promoting Amendment. The man could not tell, but he knew that according to the decree, ordinary people like them had to move out of the city to live, but fortunately the imperial court had already built a living quarters outside the city and subsidized some property.

Wu Xuan originally wanted to ask a law enforcement monk who was flying in the air, but then he thought about it again, let's find Lu Zhishen later.

Wuxu looked at it, these ordinary people who were forced to migrate, their faces were calm and a little dazed, but most of them were even more numb. Wuxu sighed secretly, and still said to the person who asked just now, "This can be regarded as a kind of uprooting." Do you have to go?"

The man was still like Fang Cai, facing Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang, respectfully, and bowed again in fear and replied, "It's not that you have to go, it's just that the conditions left behind are a little difficult." ”

"What conditions?" Wen Tianxiang asked, interjecting on the side.

"Or become a monk immediately, or pay a monthly spirit stone, or be taken in by a great monk. The man blurted out, as if the condition had been imprinted in his mind.

These conditions are a little difficult from time to time, but they are very difficult, very harsh! Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang glanced at each other, but they also knew that in these extraordinary times, it was inconvenient to say more in public.

Wuxu thought about it, took out a good spirit stone, and secretly handed it into this person's hands, "Meeting is fate." The poor monk will give you a spirit stone. If you have an unfulfilled wish, you can use this spirit stone to stay for a while, and if you keep it, if there is something suitable for cultivation in your family, it can barely be regarded as a small gift. ”

The man was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed deeply and thanked, "Thank you, Immortal Master!"

Wuxu looked at him and almost cried with joy, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to wave his hand, and then walked forward again with Wen Tianxiang. To be exact, it was walking towards the wine shop that he agreed with Lu Zhishen yesterday.

But literally, it is certainly not as simple as the relocation of ordinary people。。。。。。

If the law is changed and the system is reformed, there will be no strong backlash from the forces whose interests have been damaged. But along the way, there was no resistance, or riots. Everything seems to be under control。。。。。。

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Wuxu and Wen Tianxiang were walking and thinking about each other. When I arrived at the wine shop, the door of the wine shop was slightly closed, and when I pushed it open and walked in, there was no one left, and many objects were scattered on the ground, messy, as if it had been robbed.

went upstairs and still sat at the window wine table. Wu Xufu looked out again, and below, and even in the distance as far as his eyes could see, many ordinary people, in a chaotic group, winding and stretching, all slowly moved towards the outside of the city.

"The people are the foundation of the country, and the court is like this, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of the subjects?" Wen Tianxiang drank a glass of wine and said leisurely.

"When I look at this scene, I think a little bit of the world was in the world. When it was still the Yuan Dynasty, the Yellow River was flooded, and the hundreds of thousands of people who repaired the river were like this. Wuxu also raised his wine glass and took a sip, "It's a pity that this scene, we look like a big river, mighty, but it is estimated that in the eyes of those great monks, it may just be an ant moving." ”

At this point, neither of them said anything more, but just drank slowly while looking out the window.

Both of them have their own ideas, but they should have one thing in common, which is that they have been strongly indoctrinated or have themselves agreed and adhered to an opinion that they themselves have strongly indoctrinated with. This point of view is expressed differently due to the ancient origin of time and space. For Wuxu, it may be about "serving the people", and for Wen Tianxiang, it may be about "asking for the people's life". However, neither Wuxu nor Wen Tianxiang will say it in their mouths, because, at this moment, what is the night? In this world of monks, who do you say "serving the people" and "asking for the people's life"? It is simply a bull's head and a horse's mouth, it is simply nonsense, clinging to the past, and being insane!

"Hey, I'm really guilty of it. I don't know when, Lu Zhishen flew over, sat down, poured himself a drink, and looked worried, "Presumably the two brothers, they have also heard about this cultivation order, right?"

Wuxu glanced at Lu Zhishen, "Promote the cultivation order, Wenshan Daoyou and I, just heard this name, what it is, but I don't know yet, I want to ask Senior Brother Zhishen a thing or two." “

Lu Zhishen heard Wuxu say this, but he didn't answer, he took out a roll of things like the holy decree of the world from his sleeve robe, and threw it to Wuxu, "Senior brother, take a look for yourself." “

Wuxu picked up this thing, held one end of each hand, spread it out, first looked at it carefully, and then read it in a solemn voice:

There is a sky outside the sky, and the avenue is always there. We sentient beings, in our cultivation behavior. This decree is hereby issued for the sake of incentives.

All cultivators, according to the realm of cultivation, allocate shelter, provide spiritual resources, and even confer knighthood and official positions. Here, depending on talent or promotion, there is another compliment.

Those who are mundane should be moved elsewhere as appropriate. If you are able to practice again, then you will return to the monk's theory. And if the spirit stone is enshrined, or overhauled, it is another matter.

This edict to promote cultivation is the same as the previous spiritual decree, and it was written by the great monk. The content of the edict is nothing more than some outlines, some ideas. The specific content is commented on by the following people.

After realizing the void thought, he threw this thing towards Lu Zhishen, and then asked with a smile, "All cultivators, according to the cultivation realm, allocate residence, supply spiritual resources, and even confer knighthood and official positions. Here, depending on talent or promotion, there is another compliment. I don't know, what if I wait?"

Lu Zhishen laughed, "I can't hide it, because it involves a wide range of things, and there is no conclusion yet." But the two brothers, real cultivators, are still the same sentence, no matter what, they will not suffer. “

Without waiting for Wuxu to frown, Lu Zhishen said mysteriously, "Two brothers, but you have to be careful about the word promotion." I heard that this promotion not only refers to the improvement of the cultivation realm, but also includes a competition once every three years. “

"Compete and compete, am we still afraid?" Wen Tianxiang said angrily.

Wuxu changed color, "Once every three years, isn't it too eager for quick success? Or is it a way to cultivate, how can it be measured in three or five years?"

Lu Zhishen, with a solemn face, said slowly to Wuxu, "Senior Brother Wuxu's reasoning has not been raised at the elders' meeting. But three years is not enough, five years, ten years, or a hundred years? Not to mention that now that the new emperor has ascended the throne and changed the law and reformed the system, it is naturally impossible to wait too long. “

"10,000 years is too long, just seize the day... Wuxu turned around and looked out of the window, and there were still many ordinary people in a line, one by one, always moving, as if there was a cycle or perpetual motion machine in it.

"Every three years, the winner receives a number of rewards and support. In this way, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak。。。。。。 Wen Tianxiang, who was still speaking angrily, suddenly became extremely calm again, and said faintly.

Wuxu and Lu Zhishen immediately changed their expressions. Nothing else is clear, but in Buddhist practice, Wuxu and Lu Zhishen know that almost none of the methods are quick, and they all have to go through years of hard work before they can be achieved. To put it simply, the speed of cultivation is generally slow, and it is difficult to achieve quick results. Even the so-called epiphany is generally based on previous accumulation, and the so-called accumulation is also. Of course, this is based solely on the practice of the exercises.

"What the hell is going on?!To change the law and reform the system like this?!" Wuxu couldn't help but high-five.

The wine table was slammed by Wuxu, but unfortunately there was no harmony. Lu Zhishen and Wen Tianxiang were changing expressions there, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Amitabha!

Nan no Guanyin Bodhisattva!

Nan no glazed Medicine Buddha!

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Suddenly, the voice was familiar with the Buddha's name, and it sounded faintly in my ears. This is what comes from the Buddhist believers among the ordinary people who are on the move. These faint wishes and the power of the mind gather together to achieve the sound of familiarity with the Buddha's name. In the ears and hearts of those who have a heart, it immediately becomes bigger and bigger, louder and louder, more and more grandiose, and more and more sacred.

If you don't come early or late, maybe it's the reason why Lu Zhishen sacrificed to the Dharma Realm.

But the order to promote cultivation, the content that Wuxu had just sung and recited, is still in my ears.

The two meet in pairs, but after all, they are getting farther and farther away, giving people a feeling of the end of the law era.

Realize the void and fold his palms, listen quietly, and look at the window again, with a thousand thoughts.

At this moment, Lu Zhishen suddenly laughed and said, "Come on, come on, there's a windfall." “

Late at night, I hate fate, and I wander around early in the morning to find out the news.

The window talks about the new edict in detail, and high-fives listen to the old Sanskrit sound.