Missy, she always does not seek to make progress 2

It is recorded in the Records of the Great Lan that on the first day of the twelfth lunar month in the first year of the Kangping reign, it was heard that an evil spirit had come to the world, causing the sky and the earth to change color, mountains to collapse and the ground to crack, earthquakes and tsunamis to occur, bringing disaster to all people. To save the world and all people, Buddhism and Taoism came out in full force, sacrificing countless monks to suppress the evil and bring peace to the world.

The Records of the Grand Historian only gave a rough record of that major event, but Buddhism and Taoism recorded in detail the heroism of that battle, as well as who dedicated their strength and even their lives and souls to the people of this world, for future generations to read and comprehend.

The Taoist records are even more detailed, covering everything from the causes and consequences of the incident to the people involved, to the moves and magical instruments and talismans used during the battle, including who created them and what their functions were.

The record of this battle is the most detailed in the Qingping Temple in Licheng, and it is also the only complete record of the events before and after the battle, which has been passed down as the history of Qingping Temple.

This record was personally written by the current temple master, Master Xuanyi.

According to historical records, the fourth generation master of Qingping Temple, Buqiu Zhenjun, faced the emergence of the evil demon Siluo with a strong attack. He personally refined a god-level formation, used himself as the eye of the formation, sacrificed all living things, proved his truth with his own body, and was fearless, just to defend the laws of heaven and earth and protect all living things.

On that day, she planted the fire of her own life, the red lotus fire of karma, into the body of the evil spirit, destroyed the fire, burned the evil spirit, and punished the evildoers.

That day, facing the counterattack of the evil spirit, her body was destroyed and her soul was annihilated, but she remained fearless and dragged the evil spirit into eternal nothingness.

That day, in order to bring new vitality to the world, she used the last wisp of her soul to activate the vitality array on the array plate and disappeared from the world.

On that day, it was as if the heaven and earth were mourning and moved, and spiritual rain fell for her, to feed the human world that had suffered in the catastrophe, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth revived, even better than before.

In order to commemorate Buqiu Zhenjun, a great Taoist master, Emperor Kangping personally bestowed the title of Zhenjun on him, and sculpted a golden statue of the deity to be worshipped in Qingping Temple, and even regarded himself as a lay Buddhist of Qingping Temple.

In this battle, in addition to Buqiu Zhenjun of Qingping Temple who made a heroic sacrifice, many admirable Taoist masters and monks also lost their lives.

Among them, the thousand-year-old Jade Buddha Temple, in order to protect the dragon vein and the country's destiny, Master Jingci, who had already accomplished all the merits, sacrificed himself to ensure the survival of the dragon vein, and had no regrets even though the ancient temple was almost completely destroyed.

That world-destroying war was too brutal. In order to mourn the monks and Taoists who lost their lives in that war, Qingping Temple erected a monument to heroes at the mountain gate. The monument is engraved with the Taoist and Buddhist names of the monks who sacrificed their lives to kill the evil spirits. All those who had contributed to this matter, whether in the past or in that war, are on the monument.

It has been three years since that world-destroying war, but every time people think of the situation on that day, they still feel a lingering fear and are terrified.

Think about that day, all kinds of disasters happened at the same time, either landslides or snow avalanches, earthquakes, typhoons and tsunamis in the coastal areas, and floods in the winter. The most terrifying thing is that the day suddenly became completely dark, as if you were in a dark purgatory, you couldn't see your hand in front of you, and you could only hear screams, roars, and screams like demons and evil spirits. How could you not be scared?

After that day, Da'an was in a state of disrepair and needed to be rebuilt. However, the imperial court had sufficient financial and food supplies, and everyone from the saints to the officials were dedicated to governing the country. With united will, they quickly devoted themselves to disaster relief and rescue, which greatly calmed the chaotic people's hearts.

But even so, it took three full years before the overall situation was truly stabilized. Unlike the second year of Kangping when the disaster occurred, Da'an was faced with internal and external troubles. Because of the rare natural disasters that occurred simultaneously, the chaos was even greater than the last few years of the previous emperor, and governing the country became more difficult.

Fortunately, Emperor Kangping was also a decisive person. Although he had no experience in governing the country, he did not back down in the face of such a mess, but took on the responsibility of a monarch. He was not afraid of being branded as a tyrant and harsh ruler. As long as the decision could quickly stabilize the situation, he would make it immediately. For the court officials below, he also valued those who could do practical things. The process was not important, but the result was important. He was not afraid of offending those pedantic old officials who could only say a few sour words, and he would treat them coldly.

As a result, the favorites of Emperor Kangping were all capable and practical. He dared to delegate power and employ people, and soon brought about a major change in the entire official system of Dahuan.

Although Emperor Kangping dared to employ people, the relationships between aristocratic families were complicated, and these officials also spent a lot of effort to maintain their own connections. In this way, for three whole years, Da Yan was busy governing the country and stabilizing the national conditions. After experiencing many difficulties, he finally stabilized in the late winter of the fourth year of Kangping.

After four years of governing the country, Emperor Kangping finally won the support of the people.

As for the people, as long as they have enough food, warm clothing and a stable job, they don’t actually care who is the emperor. Emperor Kangping is a good emperor, so they love him.

A heavy snow fell.

It's the twelfth lunar month again.

The golden roof of Qingping Temple is covered with a layer of white snow, dotted with gold. Under the sunlight, it sparkles with golden light, and the fragrant mist in front of the small square floats up, making Qingping Temple look like a fairy palace.

The first day of the twelfth lunar month is the day to commemorate Buqiu Zhenjun. More pilgrims come to burn incense than in the past. The monument to heroes at the mountain gate is filled with people and incense is burning.

The pilgrims could not imagine how these monks fought against the evil spirits, but each of them had experienced the despair that was like the end of the world. No, that was the end of the world.

It is because we have experienced despair that we feel grateful for surviving a disaster.

And this kind of luck is given by these monks.

They should respect it.

It's not about belief, it's just about saying thank you.

It turned out that the monks and Taoists they had seen suddenly appearing in the world before were here to kill evil. It turned out that nine out of ten Taoist temples and monasteries were empty at that time, also because they were there to kill evil!

These people, just like the soldiers defending their country, are carrying heavy burdens and moving forward in exchange for their peace.

There is a constant stream of pilgrims visiting Qingping Temple.

Qingyuan looked at Yu Changkong and said with a smile, "When you leave, the female pilgrims will be sad and linger around the academy. But it's okay. It would be a waste if you don't pass on your knowledge. It's also a great merit to run an academy and educate people."

Yu Changkong was dressed in a plain long gown and smiled faintly: "You have all come out of retreat. It won't be of much use for me to stay here. It's better for me to do more things."

After Qin Liuxi's death, the people in Qingping Temple were also seriously injured and most of them practiced in seclusion. However, Qingping Temple did not close off. It continued to operate and the incense was constantly burning. It was Yu Changkong who was guarding it, just as he promised Qin Liuxi.

However, he did what he promised, and she did not come back.

Now that Qingyuan has come out of seclusion, Yu Changkong has retired after completing his mission. However, he did not leave. Instead, he founded an academy on the mountain next to Qingping Temple, the Taiping Academy, which only accepted students above the level of scholar to teach and educate people.

Yu Changkong said to Qingyuan, "There will be a Taoist course in the academy. If possible, I would like to invite Taoist Master Qingyuan or the disciples in the temple to give lectures every ten days. I will also invite other Taoist masters to give lectures."

Qingyuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you going to preach?"

"Taoism is something every student should learn." Yu Changkong said with a smile, "Laozi and Zhuangzi are both Taoists, and their ideas of following the laws of nature, using the female to protect the male, combining hardness with softness, and other political, economic, state governance, and military strategies are something every student should understand."

Qingyuan said: "Your actions may cause dissatisfaction among Confucianists."

Yu Changkong said: "It is not the place for others to make irresponsible comments about the academy I run. I do not advocate Taoist thought alone. There are so-called various schools of thought. If someone is dissatisfied with the teachings in my academy, he can naturally drop out."

What he taught was always Qin Liuxi's teachings!

Qingyuan sighed. He was also a rebellious person by nature, so he said, "Taiping Academy is not far away. If you don't mind, I will accept your invitation."

Yu Changkong bowed to him, exchanged a few words of greeting and then left.

Qingyuan was behind him and said, "I heard that the Academy of Debate has a life-size statue of Zhenjun?"

Yu Changkong paused, turned around, and said, "Faith and willpower are both good things, but what if it is the auspicious faith of the Wenchang people? Although she is not here... but maybe she will need it? This is all I can do."

With the auspicious energy and wish of the literati, I promise to do it and hope that it will come back.

Qingyuan watched him leave, shook his head slightly, and returned to the Taoist temple. Seeing Little Ginseng squatting in front of the door with his chin in his hand, he asked, "Is the master not back yet?"

Little Ginseng said, "It will be soon."

Qingyuan also squatted beside him and said, "This time, you also returned in disappointment, right?" Little Ginseng looked dejected and said, "I think so."

The underworld.

The two little ghost soldiers guarding the Ghost Gate huddled together and complained.

"The big evil spirit didn't come, so a small one came. What's going on? Our underworld and the Ghost Gate are nothing to them. They come when they say so."

"Forget it, he'll just come once on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, take a look and leave."

The two ghosts paused and said, "It has been three years. The Hell of Karma Fire has been closed for three years since the fire of Karma was extinguished. All the evil people who should have been sent to the Hell of Karma Fire have gone to the oil pot. Do you think it will stay closed forever?"

"If the Red Lotus Karma Fire doesn't light up, how can we call it the Karma Fire Hell? Alas."

The two ghosts were silent again, and said: "Although the Great Evil is tyrannical, I still miss her a lot. She is not good at giving, and the gold ingots she gave as rewards are of very good quality. Now that she is gone, no one rewards anymore, and even if there is any, the quality is average."

"Who says it's not true? But I heard from the ghost messengers that now that the spiritual energy in the mortal world has revived, I think there will be more cultivators with high cultivation levels. Maybe I will be rewarded then."

"But who can compare to the Great Evil?"

There was another moment of silence.

"I miss her."

"Yes, me too."

Hell of karmic fire.

Fei Chai took Teng Zhao to look at the dark area and said, "I've already told you that if the fire is lit again, I will notify you. You don't have to come every year."

"I'm here on official business, and I just came to take a look."

Fei Chai sneered, "Yes, in the first year, you sent a great meritorious person to the gate of hell. As for why you sent him there personally, you said that he deserved it. In the second year, you said you were afraid that the evil ghost would escape, so you escorted him there yourself. This year, you are even more outrageous, saying that you came to visit me, your ancestor. Do you think you can have a more reliable excuse?"

Which good person would go to visit his relatives with empty hands, and moreover, go to the underworld to visit?

When you use him, he is your ancestor; when you don’t use him, he is nothing.

Teng Zhao said: "Then I will come directly next time."

"No, did you hear what I said? Don't come... Hey, you bastard, can't you let me finish talking before you leave?"

Teng Zhao turned a deaf ear, he would keep coming until it lit up again, until he could no longer come.

Fei Chai looked at Teng Zhao, who was cold and even more vicious than the little ghost beside him, and couldn't help but feel a headache. Why were all his disciples so rebellious and difficult to deal with?

He caught up with Teng Zhao and said, "Listen to me, don't come here again. Yin and Yang are originally separated. If you can enter and exit the underworld freely, the rules of heaven and earth will also be unhappy."

"Then you should return it to my master." Teng Zhao said indifferently, "As long as the fire appears, I promise that I will not go to hell if nothing goes wrong."

Fei Jackal: "..."

Then you should continue to rebel, I, your ancestor, can’t do it.

He saw that Teng Zhao's face was cold, but his eyes, which were too mature and insightful, were full of loss and sadness. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "This is her fate. You are too persistent. It hinders your Tao heart."

"I know that I will become a powerful person sooner or later." Then do whatever you think in your mind!
Teng Zhao bowed to him and turned to leave.

Fei Chai opened his mouth, put away his smile, and looked sad.

The King of Hell and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva watched in the dark. They went to the Hell of Karma Fire in silence all the way. Looking at the dark and empty purgatory, they sighed.

"Another year has passed."

The flame of the red lotus fire never lit up again.

……

Black Desert.

Feng Xiu took out a pot of good wine, leaned against a white jade stele, poured the wine in front of the grave, and took a sip himself.

In front of this cenotaph, there are actually a lot of fine wines. These are brought to her by some monks or intelligent monsters when they come to pay tribute at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month every year.

All living beings always remember her last words left in this world: Bring a pot of wine, and toast to the world!

So, this cenotaph was filled with fine wine.

As she wished.

Feng Xiu looked at the six-pointed snowflakes falling down, each one sparkling and glistening, and said, "After the spiritual energy revived, even the snowflakes became beautiful. This is all the result of your kindness. The heavens have finally opened their eyes."

The snowflakes seemed to pause for a moment.

Feng Xiu snorted heavily and said, "But, this is a bit unfair. Everyone is fine, and can watch the changes of the world, the spring and the flowers bloom, but you are the only one who can't. How can this be fair?"

Using her to help millions of people, others think it is worth it, but he feels it is a loss.

Feng Xiu drank another pot of wine. The wine was of average quality and not easy to get drunk with.

He kept muttering until the ground was filled with an empty wine jug, then he collapsed on the ground. His slender fox eyes were even more charming because of the mist of wine. He stretched out his hand to catch the crystal snowflakes. After performing an illusion, the falling snowflakes seemed to be piled up by a hand, one, two, three...

After a long time, a lifelike statue of a young girl was formed from ice crystals and snowflakes. He placed it beside him, turned his head and looked at it, saying, "This world is so boring without you."

He closed his eyes and let the gradually heavier snow cover him.

There was a sound of footsteps on the snow, and a man in a golden and red cassock came to the grave, poured a circle of wine, placed the wine pot in front of the tombstone, and then dug out the fox buried in the snow, just like in the past few years, and took it away.

Along with the fox came out, the small ice statue that rolled out of his arms. Fan Kong was slightly stunned, picked up the small ice statue and let out a sigh.

The sigh spread across every piece of sand along with the wind and snow.

I hope you will come back! (End of this chapter)