I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 958
From the small temple on the outskirts of the city, there was a long-lost smoke and fire.

It's just that this time someone didn't come to make an offering, but someone was roasting a hare on a fire in the yard.

"Hey, land!" Yang Jian thumped the ground, and after a while of white smoke, the land came out.

His face was ugly, the two living fathers stayed here for two days, and there were all kinds of things going on every day.

"Shenjun, what are your orders?" Even though he was very annoyed, the land asked with a smile.

These two goods are too big, and they are still powerful, so they can't accept it.

"Get some wine to drink." Yang Jian tore a piece of rabbit meat and said while chewing.

"No."

Yang Jian's three eyes stared together, and the earth hurriedly begged for mercy: "No, the gods don't know, it's not what it used to be, and they are no longer mortals."

"Hey!" Yang Jian scolded: "It's all done by that thief Taoist priest. Sooner or later he peeled his skin and took his head to ask the Jade Emperor for some fairy wine."

Nezha looked sideways at the land and asked, "Take out some of your own stock, and let us brothers moisten our throats."

If it was before, the land would have been fawning on them, so why bother?
In the final analysis, it is just that they are not as powerful as those mortals in the Six Dynasties. The old man in this land is afraid that he will get close to the two of himself, and he will not be able to stay with mortals after being discovered.

Nezha saw all this clearly, so he made things difficult on purpose: "You can't even give me this?"

Yang Jian didn't have such a good temper anymore, he pulled his face and said, "Huh?"

The land had no choice but to admit that it was unlucky, and said with a smile: "The little god is not afraid that my bad wine will not be in the eyes of the gods, and I will take it out to fear that you two will blame me. Since the two of you want to drink, the little god will go and get it."

"Second brother, have you seen clearly, these people have already decided that we can't beat them." Nezha said with a sneer.

"I don't care what they are doing. This group of mortals are having a lot of fun, but they don't understand anything. When it comes time to clean them up, I'm afraid there will be no one alive."

Yang Jian looked very confident. He knew some inside information. The Jade Emperor had dominated the Heavenly Court for so many years, and I don't know how many gods wanted to replace him.

But the result?
The mortal emperors and generals will change every few hundred years, but the heaven is always in his palm.

Are there no ambitious people among gods, or do gods have no desires?

On the contrary, the desire of the gods is tens of thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people.

The reason why no one has replaced him is because those who tried to do it and put it into action have all failed without exception.

"What is the Jade Emperor waiting for this time, and why is he so patient?" Nezha asked tentatively.

From his point of view, Yang Jian may really know that although they have a bad relationship, his rank is there, much higher than himself.

In fact, Yang Jian's official position in the Heavenly Court is not even as high as Nezha.

Nezha is the great god of the Santan Haihui, "Three Altars": a Taoist term, referring to the three realms of heaven, earth, and water, that is, sea, land and air, so it is called "Three Realms".The Jade Emperor pro-appointed him, but like his father, he is famous and has little real power.

Yang Jian chuckled and said, "He hasn't paid attention to this group of mortals who are making trouble. He has his own worries. When the other side is resolved, he will probably resort to thunder."

"These mortals are so powerful, why are they all sure to lose in your eyes?"

"Excellent? How is it compared to the Nine Heavens Profound Girl back then?"

Nezha was silent. He couldn't tell that these people were better than the Nine Heavens Xuannv. After all, anyone who has seen Nine Heavens Xuannv's demeanor knows how powerful she is.

What kind of courage is the Ninth True Immortal, who can abandon the Dao that he has cultivated to pursue a new Dao.

This is no longer comparable to the narrow-minded gods. This courage alone surpasses ninety-nine percent of the gods.

It shows that she is really pursuing the way, and she is a god with great perseverance and pursuit.

She was also suppressed by the Jade Emperor back then, and when she fell, she didn't use a single soldier from the Heavenly Court at all.

It was also after that that I never heard of any god who dared to challenge the Jade Emperor, even if it was Yang Jian, he didn't listen to the announcement, but listened to the tone.

Yang Jian looked at the sky and said suddenly: "The power that killed the Nine Heavens Profound Girl back then was the power of the stars."

Nezha didn't take it seriously, the power of the stars, in his opinion, is just one of the thousands of powers.

Maybe it is closer to the original power than other powers, but that's okay.

It is said that the power of the Jade Emperor's law is the closest to the original power. Since there is the first, no one will care what the second and third are.
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In the Taiji Hall, everyone discussed how to completely eradicate the White Lotus Sect.

Fang Xuanling's words resonated with everyone, and everyone thought that the White Lotus Sect might have a leader, at least a leader in name.

At this time, Cao Ren's words further confirmed this point. The scouts of the Great Wei were indeed unrivaled in the world, and it was thanks to those captains who touched gold.

Because their main business is also shady, they often overlap with organizations like the White Lotus Sect.

Since the White Lotus Sect specializes in rebellion, it must be hidden.

Many branch altars of the White Lotus Sect were simply set up in ancient tombs.

"If you want to put down the Bailian Rebellion, you have to capture this monster, which can be worth thousands of troops."

The Six Dynasties Alliance was to fight against the Heavenly Court, but when they gathered and prepared to fight, they actually faced the same situation as the Heavenly Court.

Someone is going to fight against himself.

Everyone knows that this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.

But easier said than done.

As a major rebel, the White Lotus Sect has been active in the land of the Six Dynasties. After so many times of extermination over the years, it has become more and more prosperous.

After all, there are still people in this world who cannot survive, and rebellion is an inevitable event that will happen sooner or later.

Of course, if you can feed the common people, even if you go to his house and beat him twice in front of his children, most people will grit their teeth and endure it.

It's just that the credibility will continue to decrease.

At this time in the Central Plains, countless people were suddenly told not to worship gods.

During this vast desert of belief, the White Lotus Sect keenly seized this rare opportunity and began to preach among the people, especially the lower classes.

Soon, they won a large number of believers.

The White Lotus Sect, which had been dormant for a long time, made a comeback under this opportunity.

At this time Zhou Yu stood up, and he said: "It is too late to send a large army to clear the payment, and the thieves are all over the Six Dynasties, and the mobilization of soldiers and horses is half the result with twice the result. I don't think it is worse than this. Let's mobilize some elite men and horses to form a beheading team and kill the white lotus monster." Beheading. When shooting people, shoot horses first, and when capturing thieves, first capture the king. After killing him, things will be easy."

Everyone present nodded their heads.

In today's Chang'an City, it is simply too easy to draw out such a small team.

The White Lotus Sect has always existed, but it hasn't become a big deal.

The main reason is that the lives of the people today are still decent, not as hopeless as at the end of the Han Dynasty, so there is no situation where the Yellow Turban swept across China.

Otherwise, the White Lotus Sect this time might be even more powerful than the Yellow Turban last time.

Because they take too long to prepare.

Cao Ren said: "It's not too late, we are grateful to go back, let's get together."

Since they wanted to assassinate the leader of the bandit Bailian, they must select their own elite scouts.

The scouts of the Six Dynasties are all famously powerful, and this time they can finally compete on the same stage and compete against each other.

Cao Ren looked complacent. He wasn't very afraid. Cao Wei's White Lotus Sect was rampant at first, but since Cao Cao listened to Li Yu's advice and began to carry out the land revolution and wiped out all the elites, Cao Wei's people had no intention of rebelling and only thought about it. farming.

In the past, it was planted for the landlord. I was so tired that my waist was sore and my back hurt, and I wished I could lie still every day.Now it is for myself, and it is in full swing. I work from morning to night when I go home, and I still have the energy to make a few babies.

Laughing to death, I don't know what is tired at all.

Although Cao Wei's White Lotus Sect wasn't making a lot of noise, Cao Ren still wanted Captain Mo Jin to step in and make a splash in this operation.

They spied on the information, and if the leader of the bandit was killed by them, the other five countries would have to accept their sympathy.

The most troubled ones this time were actually the Great Song and the Great Ming, the two countries were the hardest-hit areas of the White Lotus Sect.

So both Yu Qian and Yue Fei had heavy faces, and they didn't care about other people's small thoughts at all, they just wanted to quell the turmoil in time.

In history, Yue Fei put down this kind of rebellion with ease. When the people in the south of the Yangtze River were in chaos, other people fought for a long time and the rebels became more rampant. Yue Fei cleaned up after half a month after he left.

The first few emperors in the Ming and Song Dynasties were quite outrageous, and the White Lotus Sect they created was very popular among them, and this outbreak is also particularly serious.

According to their thoughts, they would send a large army to suppress them, but since they wanted to "behead", they could only stay in line with their allies.

But at the same time as the beheading, it is also necessary to arrange for local bandits in the country to be suppressed.

The Great Song had the upper hand at this time, they were guarded by large corps, Yue Fei only needed to communicate with Han Shizhong and Xin Qiji, and they could send troops to suppress the bandits, without using the Song Army in Chang'an, and without the central dispatch of supplies .

Because these two are both military and political, they can prepare and command by themselves.

"It's been so many years, and the Bailian demon has a leader again. What a troubled time!" Fang Xuanling sighed and said helplessly.
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"The sweet wine you brewed flows into the mouths of aliens; in the palace you worked so hard to build, aliens are singing; your gods have been trampled under the feet of aliens, and she will drive us to die."

At the bottom of Daxue Mountain, a big shirtless man is making a speech to his compatriots.

He was a priest, and there was a time when this was a privileged profession where everyone would fawn over him.

It's different now, everyone is avoiding him like a plague god, because if they are a little careless, if they are found together with him, they may be brutally killed immediately.

No reason is needed, no charges are needed.

The more the pastor spoke, the more excited he became. His saliva splashed and he hadn't eaten for several days, but it didn't affect his enthusiasm.

But his compatriots, those big men with blue eyes, all knelt on the ground in fear, as if they were afraid that this man's rebellious remarks would bring them a disaster of death.

"My brothers, it's time to open our eyes. As long as we turn around, the Lord will forgive our sins, and we will be led to heaven after death. Amen!"

With a bang, a golden light shot through his wrist, and his waving fist suddenly drooped.

The man who gave the speech covered his hands and howled in pain. The people around him were all prostrate on the ground, trembling.

They were even more frightened, and they didn't even have the courage to take a look.

"God is watching us! Wicked Witch King, you can't be God of War, never!" the priest was still yelling, and in a way he was a tough guy.

Because most of the other priests hide their identities and endure humiliation to survive.

"He pissed off the Goddess, and we're all doomed."

Someone said dejectedly.

His words spread like a plague among the crowd, accompanied by voices and endless fear.

The goddess they talked about was Wang Xifeng, and she was looking coldly at the crowd lying on the ground.

Among them, there was a standing one, standing out from the crowd like chickens.

His wrist was shot through, and there was a blood hole, but he held back and stopped crying.

"You emissary of the devil, servant of Satan, you will be purified by the Lord sooner or later, your filthy and rotten soul is like that in a stinky ditch! My hand!"

While he was cursing, Wang Xifeng raised his hand and chopped off his wrists.

She walked to this person, and deliberately stepped on a few people who were prostrate on the ground on the way, crushing their heads every time.

She held the whip in her hand and whipped it indifferently. The man who was originally unyielding instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Not even a residue remained.

Wang Xifeng found himself changed.

She has changed in many ways since mixing with the crows and the six-eared monkeys.

For example, in the past, she would not allow the blood of these western barbarians to stain her body.

But now, she enjoys this feeling very much.

Behind her, a funny Western barbarian in Taoist robe asked respectfully, "What about these people?"

Wang Xifeng sneered, and said something beside him in a low voice, and the man trembled in fright.

Soon, Wang Xifeng went up the mountain.

Not long after, on the road below the Daxue Mountain, hundreds of logs were erected, each of which was carved with a person with wooden nails.

This cruel picture is like hell.

Back in the palace, Wang Xifeng lay down on her bed, pointed her slender fingers on her forehead, and shook it vigorously.

She seemed to want to shake away the lingering hostility and bloodthirsty impulse in her mind, but it backfired and became more and more impatient.

"Damn!"

Wang Xifeng didn't know what was going on, she had a hard time controlling herself recently, every time she saw someone she wanted to kill.

Her exercises came from her master, the Holy Mother of Lishan. After the Eyepecker sucked up her master's cultivation, she passed half of it to Wang Xifeng through double cultivation.

Wang Xifeng knew that her master had never suffered from this kind of distress, so it seemed that it wasn't about the master's exercises, could it be the crow and the monkey who made trouble?

Wang Xifeng frowned and pondered, and unconsciously relieved the impulse in her heart a little, which made her feel more comfortable.

(End of this chapter)