What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 484 Under the Great Tribulation (2)

State of Jin, Jiangcheng.

The whole city has been unknown for several months.

The funeral of my grandfather finally came to an end.

The huge convoy, carrying the coffin, was surrounded by the descendants of the Immortals and Gods of the Jin Kingdom, and drove to the burial place that Duke Jin had chosen for himself before his death.

This is a valley located in the south of Jiangcheng.

It is also a good place!
however……

Zhao Shuai, the Shangqing of the Jin Kingdom, who was all in white, looked towards the valley not far ahead.

Seeing the valley, there is a thick fog that is boiling.

In the dense fog, vaguely, there seemed to be an unknown boy's voice, which came from afar.

All the officials and monks of the state of Jin who came for the funeral were like Zhao Shuai, trembling.

The boy's figure gradually appeared from the hillside.

Dressed in crimson clothes, followed by a black deer.

It looked like a girl.

She clapped her hands happily, jumped up and down, ignoring the Dukes of Jin.

"The sun will rise, the moon will end..."

The innocent and innocent voice of a child makes people feel as if deep in the secluded world, giving birth to a bone-chilling cold.

Everyone's Dao heart is in the child's voice, like a tortoise shell full of cracks.

It broke with a crackling sound.

"The sun will rise, the moon will end..."

The boy was happily jumping up and down.

The black deer behind him followed closely and submerged into the depths of the thick fog together with the boy.

A gust of wind blew away the thick fog in the valley.

Everyone took a closer look, where are the boys and black deer?
In the valley, there are countless palaces and sacred monuments built by Duke Jin during his lifetime.

But somehow, one by one collapsed and shattered.

Zhao Shuai was shocked.

The childish voice in my ear seems to be still singing: "The sun will rise, the moon will end..."

Zhao Shuan whispered: "The sun will rise, the moon will end..."

"The sun will rise and the moon will die!"

"This is the induction between heaven and man!"

"It means that the state of Jin is about to perish!"

"It also shows that the new orthodoxy will unify the world!"

Other Jin officials and Daxiu bowed their heads in silence.

But obviously, they knew and understood, what exactly did they encounter just now?
The induction between heaven and man is a sign of national subjugation!
Many descendants of the immortal gods who have been passed down from Zong Zhou to the present think of the ancient legends passed down from generation to generation in their own families.

According to legend, before the collapse of Haojing, Zong Zhou was the last emperor who inherited the ambition of Duke Zhou and tried to revive the well field. In his later years, he led the officials of Haojing to Qishan Xianchuan in Zhouyuan to worship their ancestors.

Before entering Xianchuan, the emperor saw a girl in red clothes appearing from the thick fog of Xianchuan.

Behind the girl, followed by a black deer.

As the girl walked, she clapped her hands and sang a song. The song said: "The moon will rise, the sun will disappear, and the country of Zhou will almost perish!"

Hearing this, the emperor turned his head and left, returning to Haojing, where he died suddenly the next year.

At the emperor's funeral, the princes also saw a girl in red, appearing in the direction of the emperor's mausoleum with a black deer, singing the same nursery rhyme.

Father Boyang, the last great virtuoso of Zong Zhou, told his descendants before his death.

The girl in red is the daughter of humanity and also the daughter of the Red Emperor.

It is the incarnation of the luck of the morality and morality.

It is also the human body of the Jingwei Bird who is determined to fill the East China Sea.

At the end of the five virtues, when the morality of fire is in line, if the lineage declines or before it perishes, this woman will return from the East China Sea and re-transform into a human form to warn the world: the morality of fire will end, and the lineage has declined.

As for the black deer, it is the incarnation of the stars in the north, reflected in human nature.

It is the product of the mating of Xuanwu turtles and snakes.

It generally symbolizes orthodoxy and dynasty.

Today, the legendary red-clothed girl has become a crimson-clothed boy.

This is a sign of the circulation of luck, the end of the fire virtue, and the emergence of the water virtue!

Contact the boy's song again: "The sun will rise, the moon will end..."

Will the darkness before dawn finally come?

He only thought of this, and then looked at the chaos of the mausoleum that Duke Jin built for himself.

Many knowledgeable overhauls immediately changed their expressions.

They yelled, "Quick, quick!"

"The auspicious time has come, my grandfather must be buried immediately!"

"If it's too late, it will be unknown!"

Unfortunately, it was too late for them to realize.

On the Xiangong's hearse being pulled by six handsome fairy horses, the heavy Xiangong's coffin trembled violently.

Click click!

In the coffin, there was an ear-piercing sound.

It was as if fingernails were scratching the coffin.

Hohohoho...

Something seemed to be breathing inside.

On the outer layer of the coffin, the soil wrapped with Ganoderma lucidum and Jiahe found from various places in Jin State overflowed with bright red blood.

Those Ganoderma lucidum and Jiahe were immediately dyed red, and then quickly rotted and moldy, growing countless bright mushrooms, densely packed, looking from a distance, it was like countless eyeballs growing on the coffin.

Colorful!

"Hurry up!" Seeing this scene, the overhauls screamed.

"Quickly bury Xian Gong! Bury!"

The horror legend of Duke Huan in his later years swayed in everyone's mind.

That year, in Linzi, the capital of Qi, the ancestral temple was overthrown, and all the gods of Qi State fell.

In Linzi city, more than [-]% of the monks and descendants of the immortal gods were all dead!
Cause of death: Five declines of heaven and man!
This is the catastrophe of the country!

It is also the bite of karma!

Those who inherit the dirt of the country and receive the unknown of the world.

It will surely become the carrier of the country's filth and the world's unknown.

How beautiful it was during life, and how terrifying after death!
Before his death, Duke Xian, like Duke Huan, both received the whip and became the hope and pillar of Taoism.

"Hurry up!"

The immortal descendants also woke up.

The First Duke must be buried immediately!

But who will go?

Everyone knows that at this moment, those who go to the funeral will undoubtedly die!
Because, all the people present are the ministers of the state of Jin, the sons, grandsons, ministers, and guests who are closely related to the cause and effect of the state of Jin.

Once such a person touches and gets close to Xian Gong's coffin, he will immediately become the target of karmic backlash.

Invaded by orthodox evil.

Go kill one!
But don't go!
Because, if you don't act decisively, the corpse of the first Duke in the coffin will be replaced by the evil of cause and effect, and will break out of the museum, turning into an unknown thing like the death of Duke Huan in the past.

Then, Jiangdu today will become Linzi in the past.

Everyone will die!

The deeper the cause and effect, the tighter the bond, the worse the death!
Therefore, under the fear of Jin Guo Daxiu, they can't care about anything else.

The descendants of the late Duke Jin were driven out one by one.

"Go! Go! Go!"

"Xiangong died violently. As the descendants of the official family, you should pay the funeral for the late grandfather!"

Hundreds of descendants surnamed Ji were chased forward one by one.

Including the retainers, near ministers, and slaves of the Jin Dynasty, there are thousands of people.

Daxiu sacrificed magic weapons one by one and forced these people to go to funeral for Duke Jin.

Originally, Jin's office had absolute power and could suppress all dissatisfaction!

When Duke Huan died suddenly, the tragedy in Linzi was due to the fact that the Duke of Qi was extremely powerful.

No one can force the descendants of the official family to use their own lives to send Duke Huan to burial.

It is a pity that the power of the Jin State's public office was slaughtered during the reign of Xiangong Chong'er and his father and brother.

Therefore, now that a catastrophe is imminent, the Jin government is unable to fight against the nobles and guest Qing Daxiu.

Because, when the late Duke was in power, the strength of the state of Jin lay in the Liuqing and Keqing.

Not the office itself!

Under absolute power, thousands of poor people were coerced and went on the road of no return.

Zhao Shuai was at the side, watching with cold eyes.

"It's really a repeat of the past!" Zhao Shuai thought: "Shen Sheng died inside, and Chong Er survived outside!"

"Karma...karma...a drink and a peck!"

After today, the descendants of the direct family of Jin in Jiangdu are afraid that they will die cleanly.

Thus, the concubine of the Duke of Jin who had been in exile in China all this time, miraculously became the only son who could survive!

Just like, the late grandfather!

It's a pity that there is no chance for the second Chong'er to rise in this world.

In the face of the great catastrophe, the orthodoxy is cut off, and under the tide of karma, I am afraid that the young master will take the initiative to cut off his relationship with the state of Jin.

……

"The holy tree collapsed, Luoyang collapsed, Mangshan earthquake..."

"The situation in Jiangdu has changed, and the office is empty..."

On the palace of Yongcheng, the capital of Qin Dynasty.

The contemporary Duke of Qin, looking at the hall full of ministers and princes, raised his sword and said slowly: "Everyone! Everyone!"

"The facts are clear!"

"The catastrophe is coming! The catastrophe is coming!"

"So, the sacred tree collapsed, the royal capital collapsed, and the mausoleum was shattered!"

"This is the demise of orthodoxy, the demise of the country, and the demise of order!"

"Therefore, the widow has decided to cut off all ties with the Zhou family starting today!"

"I, Daqin, from now on, will unify with Zhou Shidao!"

"Duke Zhou's etiquette and King Wu's system will no longer be practiced in our country!"

"From then on, our country no longer honors Master Chanjiao as the officiant of the country!"

boom!
The officials shook, and in the ancestral temple, statues of mountain gods and river gods revived one after another. The gods were shocked, but they didn't know how to respond?

Because, it is.

The catastrophe is coming, and the time for liquidation has come.

Once the catastrophe comes, those who still embrace the dead morality and order will become the first batch of victims.

But if we don’t respect the master of interpretation and education, who do we respect?
Without the protection of the master, in the catastrophe, he would definitely die!
Loose cultivators and small countries have always been just pawns and cannon fodder!
Perhaps they have already guessed the ideas of these pillars and foundations of Qin today.

Qin Gong suddenly drew out the sword in his hand, and slashed out at the crown Liu wearing on his head, chopping the Liuzhu representing the etiquette and system rules of the Zhou royal family.

Crackling, precious pearls fell to the ground, rolling all over the hall, and then turned into puffs of blue smoke, disappearing into the air.

"Before the widow..." Qin Gong faced the east with his sword and knelt down: "Respect Fei Lian!"

Boom!

Above the hall, thunder exploded.

"He is the descendant of the Holy Emperor, the minister and queen of Emperor Yu!"

"According to the decree of the Jujiao Shangqing master, I went down to the earth to assist the emperor of the previous dynasty. Although he died in a catastrophe, there are descendants of the Miao who are passed down everywhere!"

"My great Qin is one of the descendants of the seedlings!"

"Today, we should rectify the source, respect the orthodoxy, and take the saints of the Jiejiao as the source of the orthodoxy, rebuild the order, and recreate the universe!"

As he said that, the Duke of Qin knelt down, kowtowed to the east, and said, "The unworthy disciple Ying Renhao, kowtow and worship again, the saint in charge, please protect my ancestral temple, protect my country, pass on my education, and promote my civilization !"

"The disciple is willing to take the Dao of Jiejiao as the Dao!"

"Take the order of cutting off teaching as the national order!"

"Today is like this, tomorrow is like this, from generation to generation, don't dare to disobey!"

With Duke Qin's oath.

One after another, Duke Qin's cronies.

Those ministers who already understood and knew the reason.

Baili Xi, Meng Mingshi, Bai Qishu, Bai Yibing...

These ministers who have personally been to Hua Guo came out one by one, kowtowed and worshiped: "I will respectfully obey the order of the king!"

Then, those princes who had already understood the inside story and even sent their descendants to Liucheng came forward: "I will respectfully obey the orders of the king!"

Others you look at me, I look at you.

In the end, they all bowed their heads and bowed their heads in worship.

The revived gods in the ancestral temple, seeing this situation, naturally understood that if they disobeyed, they would immediately be beaten as prostitutes.

and……

Cut off the teacher?

Also a master!
Since the Qin State is the remaining branch of the Taoist lineage, it is indeed reasonable to rectify the source!
As a result, they all bowed their heads: "We all respect the laws of the country!"

The Qin State Ancestral Temple immediately shook.

Those sacrificial vessels made according to Zhougong's etiquette and Wuwang system shook violently.

These indestructible ritual vessels were shattered and corrupted one by one, and turned into piles of powder in just a moment.

And the atmosphere above the Qin State Ancestral Temple changed accordingly.

The immaculate white lotus root slowly dissipated.

A piece of green lotus grows slowly from the place where the white lotus root disappeared.

The lotus leaves are crystal clear, the current is surging, and the thunder is blooming.

The shadow of an emperor incarnated by divine thunder sits proudly on top of the green lotus.

"Mercy! Mercy!" The emperor opened his eyes and looked at the family, country and society below him.

Countless numbers slanted down from above the green lotus like a tide.

It can be regarded as establishing a preliminary causal connection with this country.

……

Chu State, Yingdu.

The King of Chu, dressed in a uniform, led his ministers straight into the ancestral temple.

The old king of Chu raised his head and looked at the ritual vessel standing in the ancestral temple, which symbolized the connection between Chu and the Central Plains Zhou Dynasty.

The old King Chu sneered.

Chu State didn't care about these things in the first place.

It's just used as a decoration.

Chu State sacrifices never use these things.

Now, there is no room for these things to be displayed.

The state of Qi has been destroyed, and the state of Jin is in chaos.

The sacred tree of enlightenment of the Zhou Dynasty orthodoxy has completely collapsed.

Rumor has it that even Luo Yang has been devoured by evil.

"Take it out and smash it!" King Chu waved his hand and ordered.

"No!" The monks from the Chu State Ancestral Temple immediately stepped forward and dragged out these unsightly ritual vessels like garbage.

"In my country, the deity of the Demon Sect Saint Empress is the source of the orthodoxy!"

"However, the empress is merciful, she doesn't like vulgar things, she only preaches the Dharma, not preaching!"

"Fortunately, Master Taiqing didn't give up on the people's education, and passed on the education of the people of Chu to me!"

"Nie Sunlu, Sansheng is lucky to be loved by the master, and listen to the lecture in front of the seat!"

"It is also passed on the art of farming, the method of windmills and waterwheels, and the use of wood, mulberry and bamboo silk to make paper..."

"The entire state of Chu is bathed in the teachings of the saints, and the depth of the order of the teachings is touching!"

"The widow is so grateful!"

"Chu is lucky, Sheji is lucky!"

"From now on, the state of Chu will change its color! Not only respect the sage of the demon religion as the mother of the saint, but also respect the sage of the human religion as the source of enlightenment and the foundation of orthodoxy!"

boom!
The aura of the Chu State Ancestral Temple immediately changed drastically.

A breath of breath rushed straight for 33 days, bordering on Tushitian.

Laojun, who was meditating in the Bajing Palace, suddenly opened his eyes.

The sage's fingers pinched, and the cause and effect sympathized.

"Mercy! Mercy!"

The sage stretched out his hand, and the shadow of the vajra bracelet twirled in his palm.

"Good!" The sage smiled: "Brother Tongtian, you really believe in people!"

A big country is thrown into his sect just like this.

And he doesn't need to spend half a cent of effort to adjust.

In contrast, back then, after the Great Tribulation of Conferring the Gods, Chanjiao Yuanshi crossed the river and demolished bridges, and even the human orthodox system he worked so hard to manage had to be wiped out!
This is simply incomparable!Can't compare!

Even if the sage has already reached the point where he doesn't take pleasure in things, doesn't care about temporary gains and losses, and knows that it's not a blessing if he loses his horse.

Still applauding for it.

respect!

This is a very important thing.

Mutual trust is the most critical thing in the communication between saints.

"When the catastrophe begins, I will ride an ox down to the mortal world, so that I can take a look at this country that is taught by masters who reach the heavens, so I can take a look, this is a country where human teachings, cut-off teachings, and even demon teachings are integrated!"

"Perhaps, we can learn something from it!"

Laojun's temperament is not very fond of competing with others.

This is something determined by his Dao and Dao Fruit.

The highest goodness is like water, water benefits all things without fighting!
Therefore, Laojun is actually willing to let his own orthodoxy be vassalized in other people's orthodoxy, observe the gains and losses of others, and understand his own pros and cons.

It's a pity, Ben Huiyuan, his kindness was slapped on the face.

Unexpectedly, the road turned around, and in the end, it was the Dao enemy he had to deal with who generously gave him a chance.

Willing to give his Taoism a piece of land, a place, and a place to stay.

Willing to tolerate, willing to accept.

So, the sage was very satisfied!
People teach inaction, and they don't want to be the first of the Three Realms and the saints.

The sage and his avenue prefer to hibernate in other people's orthodoxy first, and learn and grow through observation.

Better yet, witness the detachment of a saint.

In this way, Laojun has templates and references, and can use his strengths to avoid his own weaknesses.

(End of this chapter)