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Chapter 1282 I have a thousand-year-old law, I should choose to learn from it and pass it on to the world
True Martial Xuanyue.

Taihe Golden Summit.

After Xu Wei was sent back down the mountain, Li Yan pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to brush.

In an instant, the world changed, and the originally deserted palaces appeared with banners, treasures, exotic grasses and fairy flowers.

There are also spirit apes offering fruits, elk holding flowers, blue luan flying, and white cranes singing.

I also saw a towering giant tree rising from the ground and heading straight into the sky.

Under the giant tree, there is a turtle lying on its stomach, enjoying the pure land with a leisurely expression.

Seeing Li Yan's appearance, auras of aura gathered from all directions.

The nearby Juqing cloud and mist, boarded the pin dharma seat, each of them has a variety of scenes, each has its own seat, and they are arranged in turn.

The distant glow fills the sky, and the colorful mist floats away, surrounding the golden dome, sitting upright in mid-air.

The spirit race doesn't distinguish between superior and inferior, but there are no orders, and the efficiency is low. In order to build this holy place as soon as possible, after all, there is an order, and four assistants, ten directions, and eight hundred spirits are set.

The four assistants were King Kong, Qixing, and Bagua who were the first to follow the lower realm, and Yujing who later descended to the mortal realm.

Shifang sits in Shifang and regulates the vitality, especially after waiting for the land of the mountain god to move the mountains, to straighten out the veins of the land, so that this holy land can be perfectly integrated into the heaven and the earth.

The last eight hundred spirits are the backbone of the construction of the holy land. Every brick, every tile, every plant and every tree here has been devoted to them.

Of course, even if the Spirit Clan mobilized, due to the small number and many mature and prudent Spirit Clans, they have been holding a wait-and-see attitude and still stay in the Tushita Palace to monitor the movements of the sleeping immortals and protect the Lingxiao Palace. "Ancestor", so the progress cannot be fast...

Fortunately, the passage of time here is different from that in the human world.

The time difference between heaven and man should be one day in the sky and one year in the ground, but since the heaven and earth have changed, this point has also changed. I found out that the time was wrong.

This rule is not uniform, and it changes with changes. Li Yan was not sure at first, until Qi Xing revealed that the law of the passage of time seemed to match the spiritual fluctuations of the "ancestor", and he soon discovered the clue.

That being the case, the completion of the True Martial Saint Realm will be faster.

For Xu Wei in the mortal world, although it felt like a long time, it was only less than two and a half years since the Ming army's extermination of Japanese troops returned to the court, but the years of building this secret place were far longer than that.

Ever since, all the spirits gathered together and chanted loudly: "Holy King!"

Li Yan nodded slightly and began to speak the Fa.

With every word he uttered, there is a sense of purity and beauty, vitality flowing far and wide, and a sense of majesty, majesty and prestige flying through the flowers on the stage.

It is the method of comprehending Taoism and Buddha, combined with the three volumes of heavenly scriptures.

The legal name is Qianqiu.

Nowadays, most of these spiritual races are born with natural spirituality. In terms of the original age, they are juniors for thousands of years, but the real recovery of spirituality is a matter of hundreds of years.

How to control the body of the era with the spirituality of a thousand years is what the magic method of thousands of years seeks.

Li Yan did not give a perfect answer, because he himself is also tirelessly pursuing the Dao, and what he said is only what he realized today.

Even so, all the spirits were fascinated by it, including the King Kong Seven Stars and other spirits who had been close to Laojun, they were all absorbed and immersed in it.

I don't know how long it took before the lecture stopped.

All the spirits showed unfinished expressions, and they all praised: "Salute to the Holy King!"

If it were a normal day, they would be able to disperse at this time, but today Li Yan continued to ask: "Is there an envoy from the Great Wish Realm?"

Shifang reported: "Nothing."

Li Yan was silent.

The spirits below showed signs of injustice.

According to the disclosure of the Spirit Race, the behind-the-scenes driving force of the Great Wish World is Lei Yin.

After awakening, the Daleiyin Temple, where the Buddha lived, bewitched the gods and Buddhas to participate in the plan of the other side, and made the demons wear cassocks to lure them to achieve the true fruit, making them mistakenly think that the success will return to bliss, and the demons will also sit on the lotus platform.

After such ingenious promotion, both Dongsheng Shenzhou and Beiju Luzhou have fallen into a strange situation that seems to be the future but not the future. It seems that thousands of families have Buddhas, but in fact they are even more filthy.

The entire human world is divided into two. Realistic realms like Nanzhan Buzhou and Xiniu Hezhou also have to bear the filth discharged from the Great Wish Realm. Gods and Buddhas are sleeping, and practitioners have experienced three disasters and nine calamities. It is becoming more and more difficult to stop the general trend of heaven and earth. .

It is no exaggeration to say that compared to the spirits gathered in the Tushita Palace in the Heavenly Court, what Western Leiyin has done is much more capable than them.

But just like this, the spirits of the Tushita Palace didn't have a good sense of Lei Yin, especially after the establishment of the True Martial Saint Realm, Lei Yin still didn't show up when he sent a message to the Great Wish Realm, which made him even more indignant.

Disregarding the overall situation, blindly going alone, there is no unity at all!

Li Yan looked down from the golden dome, and his sight seemed to span the void, far and wide. He concluded: "I look at the four continents, where the spirits live, and each has its own good and evil."

"Dongsheng Shenzhou is bewildered and hopeless, people follow their opinions, and blessings and misfortunes are lonely; the demons in Luzhou in the north are obsessed with their hearts, and they perish and die, all of which originated here; Hezhou in Xiniu, greedy for lust and pleasure in misfortune, murderous and evil, a sea of ​​right and wrong; alone Looking south to Buzhou, nourishing energy and latent spirit, you can gather all forces."

"I have a thousand-year-old Dharma, pass it on to the world, guide the clan spirits to do good, and return to the holy land to practice together!"

Hearing the words, all the spirits were greatly lifted.

Is it finally here?
The biggest obstacle for the spirit race to rise is the small number of races.

Although there is this holy place, it is not known, and the spirituality is still hidden everywhere, and it is scattered.

If it can be passed on to the Dharma Gate, gather the Spirit Race, and strengthen its strength, then it can solemnly swear to the world where it is, and there is no need to hide in the dark!

And Li Yan continued: "I want to find someone, teach him to go through thousands of mountains, through thousands of rivers, and across borders, come here to seek the Dharma, and pass it on to the world forever. Who is willing to go for a walk?"

Sifu was taken aback.

This number is quite familiar...

That's right, when their original magic weapons went down to the realm, wasn't it because someone asked to obtain the scriptures and pass them on to the East forever?

King Kong opened his mouth, intending to go.

But compared to the impulsiveness of the past, it has become much calmer after being taught the magic method, knowing that it is not a good guide.

And Yujing floated out, bowing with bare hands: "The disciple is willing to find someone who can teach the Dharma!"

All the spirits salute, and seeing this assistant, the jade face is naturally happy, the vermilion lips are a little red, the clean bottle of nectar is in full bloom every year, and the willows are inserted obliquely at a young age. Heart praise.

Li Yan also nodded his head and said: "You have accomplished the wonderful Dharma, you can indeed go there, but I'm afraid there will be obstacles, I will give you a treasure to protect and spread the Dharma."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and the crown of the towering giant tree behind him moved lightly, and a branch flew down. The spiritual light flickered and turned into a wooden staff. He stretched out to his right wrist, pulled out three golden threads, and wrapped them into a hoop.

All the spirits looked straight.

This thing is even more familiar!
Could it be that the next words were: "This treasure is called a tight hoop. Although there are three of the same ones, they are used in different ways. I have three golden forbidden spells. If you encounter a magical monster on the road, you must persuade him to learn it well." , become an apprentice with that Buddhist scriptureman..."

But Li Yan didn't say that, he just gave the hoop: "You hold this treasure and wait for its wonderful use."

Yujing received it with great anticipation, but thinking of the four major continents and the vast world, she asked again, "What do you want me to say, disciple?"

Li Yandao: "Dragon Qi is damaged, and the Son of Heaven loses his virtue. This is an opportunity."

"Yes!"

Yujing Jishou floated out of the holy land, first looked to the northwest, felt the earth shattering and disasters, then looked to the north, counted with his fingers, and nodded slightly.

Enter the capital and choose to pass on the law!
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"Eunuch, please report again!"

"Hey, Hu Butang, even the ancestors don't dare to disturb the Alchemy of Long Live Lord, so let's wait a little longer!"

Hu Zongxian waited outside the hall, listening to the voice of the eunuch's Yin Qi, trying to control his emotions, so as not to frown his eyebrows, showing obvious anxiety.

The Great Guanzhong Earthquake, the disaster situation turned into letter after letter was continuously spread to the capital, and a large number of victims of the disaster died all the time. Your Majesty is still immersed in alchemy?
"A calamity for the demon world!"

The concept of loyalty to the emperor cultivated since he was a child finally prevented him from directly blaming the emperor's father, but turned his anger on the people around the emperor.

Since the celestial master lived in Wudang and never entered Beijing again, the most favored Taoist priests around Jiajing became Zhang Xuanqing of Longhushan, Lan Daoxing of Maoshan, and Ge Lei of Gezaoshan, who came from the three sects of orthodox talismans.

These three Taoist priests all had real talents and real learning, but for Jiajing, they naturally obeyed their words and followed their wishes in everything.

In comparison, Chaotian Palace and Shenlian Optimism wrote a letter to persuade His Majesty to welcome back the Celestial Master, but nothing came of it. They could only return to the south, and the momentum dropped again, returning to the past.

Not to mention the ups and downs of the Daming Taoist forces, Hu Zongxian waited for three full hours, and finally when the sky was completely dark, Lu Fang appeared in front of him: "Hu Butang, Long Live Lord calls you in."

Hu Zongxian nodded lightly, followed this man into the hall, and arrived in front of a veil amidst the danqi.

Lu Fang said softly: "Long Live Lord, Hu Zongxian is here."

Hu Zongxian paid his respects outside, with a straight look on his face, and his tone was still full of respect: "I bow to the holy driver!"

Jiajing's deep voice came from inside: "Three hours... wait in a hurry, come in!"

Hu Zongxian pursed his lips. After returning to the Forbidden City, Jiajing still kept his habit in Xiyuan and built a jingshe to practice sacrifices and Taoism.

In such a place, only Lu Fang and Lu Bing can enter such a place, except for the special Taoist priests, so he saluted again and refused to enter: "I would like to say, the Jingshe is the place of your majesty's immortal cultivation, and foreign ministers dare not enter without permission!"

Jiajing gave an order in a low voice, and Lu Fang lifted the veil, and said softly: "Long live Lord said, only Governor Lu can enter here on weekdays, because he cares about the overall situation and is dedicated to the country and society, and Hu Butang is also the same. So...he can enter, and you can enter too, hurry up and enter according to the order!"

These words sounded kind and considerate, but they also contained a mystery. Without the slightest joy, Hu Zongxian stood up and walked in slowly.

Jiajing sat cross-legged on the futon, still looking Qingxiu, but a little older and thinner, his eyes fell over, with a bit of coldness: "Qi Jiguang won again, your vision is good, he It is the talent of a general!"

Hu Zongxian immediately said: "Qi Jiguang can win, entrust the emperor Hongfu, and rely on the soldiers to use their lives. If there is any connection with the minister, there is only one word, it is the duty of the minister to serve the country loyally!"

"Good duty!"

Jiajing stared at him closely: "Loyalty to the country and honesty are your strengths! You are better than Yan Song and his son not to form a party for private interests! I am very relieved to have you in the cabinet... What is going on here?"

Hu Zongxian knew that His Majesty had been blocking his mouth since he entered the Jingshe. If he knew the truth, he should have turned the matter into a big deal and downplayed the disaster, but he was unwilling to do that, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, The earthquake in Guanzhong is unprecedented, and it may affect several provinces, please help the disaster!"

Jiajing suddenly fell silent, snorting faintly in his nasal cavity, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive.

After a while, the Ninth Five-Year Venerable said, "According to your opinion, what should I do?"

Hu Zongxian did not hesitate: "Disaster relief comes first, and fighting is delayed!"

There was an irrepressible disgust in Jiajing's eyes, and he commented: "You are stronger than Yan Song when you are honest and outspoken..."

Back then when Xia Yan was killed, Yan Song's instigation every step of the way was on the one hand, and on the other hand, the loyal and upright Xia Yan was against him everywhere, saying some unpleasant words of advice.

When Jiajing was young, apart from issues of principle related to who his own father was, he could still listen to honest advice in other government affairs, so he was able to rule the world in his early years and swept away the exhaustion of Zhengde years.

It's a pity that after more than 20 years of being the emperor, as he reached middle age, he became more and more self-willed, and he couldn't listen to the slightest disobedience. At this time, Hu Zongxian knowingly committed a crime, which made Jiajing even feel murderous.

But this one cannot be killed, at least not yet, otherwise the counterattack against Mongolia will destroy the overall situation of sweeping away the shame of the past!
Jiajing endured it, suddenly frowned, and said coldly: "The heavenly master is in Wudang Mountain, praying for the protection of the real martial arts, and protecting my Ming Dynasty and the people, why is there such a disaster?"

Hu Zongxian's heart sank, he never expected that the emperor would say such words.

Even thousands of years ago, when Shinto flourished, there were mountain torrents, earthquakes, and disasters from the sky. Obviously, these things cannot be stopped by gods. If only the celestial masters can make the country peaceful and the people safe, and the grain and crops plentiful, then why do we need six officials? ?

This celestial master, who was so focused on his own face and didn't think about helping disasters and saving the people, actually wanted to shirk his responsibilities, or even vent his anger and stay away?

But the other party is the emperor, Hu Zongxian can only slowly say: "I don't know..."

Jiajing felt that deterrence was effective, so he felt a little happier, and said lightly: "Don't keep kneeling, get up!"

"Thank you!"

Hu Zongxian kowtowed and stood up with his hands on the ground, but his body swayed and he almost fell down.

He also stood outside for three hours. Back then he wasn't tired, but now he just felt tired. In addition, he was nearly fifty years old, and he was not a warrior who charged into the battle. His energy and blood were not smooth, so he naturally couldn't stand firmly.

Jiajing said indifferently: "I have been waiting outside the hall for so long, I haven't eaten since noon, I'm hungry..."

As he spoke, he told Lu Fang: "Help him sit down, and give him a pill!"

Lu Fang replied: "Yes."

But as he stretched out his hand, Hu Zongxian straightened his waist. Although his head was hanging down, his tone was extremely firm: "I thank Your Majesty for your grace, but I dare not take the throne in Jingshe!"

Jiajing's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "The person who commands thousands of troops should stand up and hold on!"

Lu Fang hurriedly stopped.

Having followed Jiajing for decades, he admired his master the most in these details. There are different ways to control every kind of person. For a courtier with Hu Zongxian's character, such a compliment is enough to dispel his previous dissatisfaction. Infused with comfort and loyalty.

Everything was as expected, Hu Zongxian stopped again, took the elixir obediently, thanked him and took it, until he left the abode, he never mentioned the great earthquake in Guanzhong.

Jiajing raised the corner of his mouth coldly, and personally reviewed several memorials and passed them on to the cabinet.

He was well aware of the seriousness of the Guanzhong earthquake, but not to mention that Guanzhong was not an important taxation area for Ming Dynasty, and it was not as important as Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Even if it was important, the timing of the outbreak was also very wrong.

Jiajing has been waiting for more than two years for the eradication of the Altan Khan tribe, and no further delay will be allowed!

Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, we can only suffer for the common people. The disaster relief in Guanzhong is considered by the cabinet at its discretion. I believe Lu Ben knows how to choose.

In the past, it was a lot of experience to remotely control the cabinet secretary and supervisor, but now it is a lot of fun to directly control the government. Jiajing arranged everything properly, stretched his brows, and prepared to meditate.

But at this moment, his ears moved suddenly, and he heard a strange friction, his face changed slightly: "Lu Fang, what's that sound?"

Lu Fang hurried forward: "Master?"

"How did I hear... chains?"

Jiajing listened for a while, but couldn't hear anything, shook his head, put away distracting thoughts, and began to meditate.

Gradually, he entered the state of "forgetting things and me", and snored lightly.

Lu Fang stayed by her side silently, raising her spirits, not daring to slack off for a moment.

But no matter how loyal this old slave is, he would never have imagined that Jiajing in his dream floated up, with a black chain wrapped around his neck, and he stumbled towards the bottom, going farther and farther, gradually disappearing...

(End of this chapter)