Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 186 The return of the crown prince, the imperial edict of the Lord of Fire

As the current imperial capital of Dayan, Nanyu Mansion has outstanding people, and in recent years, a lot of spiritual veins have been reclaimed. Now, as the land of Longxing in Dayan, it is full of prosperity, and more and more monks come here stand up.

In the hall of Yantang, Song Zhishu said helplessly to the middle-aged man in purple shirt, the white-haired old woman, and the young monks behind, three men and one woman:
"Since the two of you are unwilling to disclose what happened in Xizhou, why don't you introduce yourself so that I can understand."

The white-haired old woman spoke first, and said lightly:
"Old man Su Li, the head of the twelve sword servants of the Great Yan, was once a maid beside Yanzu. 500 years ago, he slayed countless demons, and has been stuck at the peak of Yuanying for hundreds of years."

"Sword servant?"

Song Zhishu murmured, hearing the firm words, it didn't seem to be fake.

Especially the cultivation base, it doesn't look like a lie.

"Grandma Su Li was Yan Zu's confidant 500 years ago, before Yan Zu was well-known in the world. Counting her seniority, no one can match her." Said a beautiful woman beside her.

Song Zhishu heard the words and looked at the old woman called Granny Su Li.

Although the face of the white-haired old woman is old, there is a cinnabar mole between her brows, which vaguely shows that she was also a beauty when she was young.

Then the middle-aged Zishan also spoke, with a flat expression and said:

"This seat is one of the 36 generals under Yan Zu's command. Xizhou Yan general Yang Biao has guarded Xizhou for hundreds of years. My cultivation level is roughly similar to that of my mother-in-law, and I am younger."

Knowing the identities of the two, Song Zhishu stared and questioned:

"Since you are all seniors of Great Yan, why didn't you make a move when Great Yan was destroyed?"

"Is there anything more important than the destruction of the country?"

"Not only is it more important than the destruction of the great flames, but it is also a hundred times more important. It is related to the safety of this world."

This middle-aged man named Yang Biao had an extremely serious expression on his face.

Song Zhishu paused suddenly, apparently not knowing what the middle-aged Zishan was talking about.

Su Li's mother-in-law said indifferently: "Yanzu counted this catastrophe, and sent us to guard the four realms, just to prevent the coming of the great world."

"It's not just you, is there anyone else?"

Song Zhishu noticed something and said in surprise.

"It's only natural. There are Yan generals guarding Beizhou, Nanzhou, and the East China Sea Islands. If there were no Yan generals in the lands in all directions, there would have been great troubles already."

"General Yan, can you recall them?"

Song Zhishu asked, if he could use the power of these two people, or even other Yan generals, maybe Daxia could be overthrown.

"The Flame General only obeys the Lord of Flame."

Grandma Su Li said calmly.

Song Zhishu sighed and said: "Yan general, Yan general, if you hadn't left Dayan and stayed in Yandu, Dayan might not have been destroyed back then, and the world would have been able to support it for a longer time. What kind of order made you guard the land of the world for more than a hundred years."

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the luck of the entire Nanyu Mansion skyrocketed, and the white fairy dragon transformed from the weather of national luck woke up again, as if to welcome someone's arrival.

Both the common people and the monks raised their heads vigilantly.

"His Royal Highness is back!"

Song Zhishu said in surprise.

Granny Su Li and Yang Biao looked at each other and saw the expectation in each other's eyes.

What kind of person is the current Great Yan master?

A ray of light streaked across the sky.

The figure revealed was the returned Zhao Huai. At this time, there was a little girl with bright eyes behind him.

With his return, Dayan's luck rose again, and at the same time, the increased incense was constantly fed back, making Zhao Huai's cultivation level continue to rise.

The fate of the country returns, and the white dragon equals the sky.

Dayan immediately had a backbone. After all, a group of dragons must have a leader, and the role of a leader is unquestionable.

Zhao Huai landed and came to the gate of Yantang's manor.

The Great Flame Dragon Knights on both sides immediately knelt down and saluted:

"I have seen His Royal Highness!"

"I have seen His Royal Highness!"

Zhao Huai nodded slightly, pushed the door open and walked in, seeing both familiar people and unfamiliar faces.

On the eaves of the promenade, there are white onyx. It is obvious that Song Heqing died not long ago, and these decorations have not been removed.

"His Royal Highness, you are finally back!"

Song Zhishu was the first to go out to greet him, and the look of surprise on his face lingered for a long time.

In the absence of His Royal Highness, every day, he was afraid of messing things up. Taking old women and middle-aged men as examples, it was enough to give him a headache.

Interfering in the tone and direction of state affairs is a taboo, and he would never touch such a thing.

With his hands behind his back, Zhao Huai stood upright, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man in purple shirt, the white-haired old woman and the young monks behind him.

"I have seen the Flame Lord."

Several people saluted in unison.

"they are?"

"Your Highness, they are."

Song Zhishu immediately introduced it, telling what happened just now and the identities of several people.

"Yanzu's former subordinates, the sword servant and Yan general?"

Zhao Huai stared at the two in surprise.

No wonder Yanzu didn't leave behind any powerful monks to guard Dayan. It turned out that all the old people from 500 years ago were sent to guard the entrance.

The young court ladies and bloody sergeants back then have become the old men and women of today.

"Could it be that the entrance to Immortal Dao World is not just the False South Sea?"

Zhao Huai frowned.

Song Zhishu didn't know what happened in Xizhou, but Zhao Huai had already learned part of the news from Lingshan.

Su Li's mother-in-law and Yang Biao were slightly surprised when they heard what Zhao Huai said.

"It seems that the prince already knows the truth of this world."

Zhao Huai's ability to name Immortal Dao Heaven and Earth and False South China Sea shows that he already has a precise concept and knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know.

"Immortal world?"

Song Zhishu was at a loss.

Zhao Huai explained: "As early as the Middle Ages, there was such a division. The world here is the world of Immortals. In addition, there are other worlds besides the five states, such as the Heavenly Demon World and the Huangquan World."

"good."

Yang Biao shook his sleeves and agreed: "In the past hundred years, with the gradual approaching of the great world, the ancient forces hidden in the dark are ready to move, and the demons and demons are rampant. Zhongzhou seems to be peaceful, but in fact there are many disasters. hidden in it."

"500 years ago, before the ascension of Yan Zu, he suppressed the four great worlds by himself, and restored the world to a bright future. But at the same time, he also threatened that after 500 years, the great world will come, and the medieval era of cultivating immortals will reappear."

"The five great immortal sects all have heavenly spirit roots, which was a rare and impossible thing to happen before. In addition, the immortal spirit roots have appeared for thousands of years. The moment I saw His Royal Highness, I am sure that the great world is about to come. arrival."

Hearing these words, Song Zhishu and Zhao Huai's expressions became serious.

A look of worry appeared on Su Li's old face, and said:
"Rather than recreating the prosperity of immortal cultivation in the Middle Ages, it is more like reshuffling the cards. There will be chaos at that time. The great world will be a chaotic world. The forces of all sides are intriguing, and the interests are bleeding countless. Demons and ghosts are born one after another. The great power who has been in seclusion for many years will not be able to Being alone is definitely not as stable as it is today."

Hearing this, Zhao Huai couldn't help thinking about the picture he saw on the stele in Hetu Luoshu, as well as the content on the stele.

The internal conflicts among the immortals in the Ascension Realm resulted in chaos in the lower realm.

Zhao Huai has seen descriptions of the Middle Ages and the Ancient Era in the book, that is an era where the jungle preyed on the weak, monsters, human races, and weirdness are not divided, and the human race is only one of the ten thousand races, far from the hegemony it is today.

It's just that those sages of the human race spent millions, tens of millions of years of hard work, and used blood and dead bones to build a prosperous age belonging to the human race.

If such troubled times are restarted, it will undoubtedly be a loss to the entire Immortal World.

Although the great world is exciting and full of many opportunities and fates, it is a nightmarish era for ordinary people.

At stake, even the lives of monks are like ants.

Zhao Huai realized that there are more challenges waiting for him in the future.

"I heard you say that you want to form an alliance with the Shenluo Empire and suppress the entrance to the Western State together?"

Zhao Huai looked at Granny Su Li and said in a concentrated voice.

"To be precise, it is the Heaven and Earth Altar."

Granny Su Li said seriously.

"Heaven and Earth Altar."

Zhao Huai repeated it and muttered.

"Since His Royal Highness is here, I will make it clear."

Su Li's mother-in-law brewed some words, and said slowly: "Before Yanzu ascended, he set up 36 heaven and earth altars, suppressed the entrance of heaven and earth, and sent me to guard the altars for generations. General Yang Biao and I were at that time. state altar,"

"36 seats, there are so many? I thought there was only the False South China Sea."

Zhao Huai was completely shocked.

Granny Su Li explained: "The False South China Sea guarded by Wuji Immortal Sect is just one of them."

The middle-aged man named Yang Biao nodded and said: "Every altar of heaven and earth can go to other heavens and earths. Similarly, other worlds can also come through the altar. If the altar is broken, the enemies of the former immortal world will be destroyed." File in, and the army will arrive immediately."

Zhao Huai finally understood why the people under Yan Zu's command disappeared in the history books, because guarding the altar of heaven and earth is indeed more important than the subjugation of the Great Yan.

After the Great Flame is gone, there is still hope for restoration. If the Immortal Dao World is invaded by many other worlds, it will be the real end.

"Is this why you want to unite the Shinra Empire?"

"Yes, the Shenluo Empire should understand this truth."

Zhao Huai said: "But I heard that the Shenluo Empire has reached an agreement with the Momen, and I also released Princess Shenluo's pigeons before, so it may be difficult to unite."

He didn't mean to think that the Shenluo Empire was a reliable ally.

Now that the wife is the Empress of Daxia, Daxia is the best choice if an alliance is to be made, but the subjects of the two countries have a lot of hatred, and it is not that simple to resolve it.

After hearing Zhao Huai's words, Yang Biao and Granny Su Li didn't speak any more.

His Royal Highness is no better than Song Zhishu, his words are obviously more credible.

Zhao Huai also thought for a long time, and finally asked: "Why did you come back from Xizhou?"

"Because something happened to the Heaven and Earth Altar in Xizhou."

Granny Su Li said in a low voice.

Yang Biao sighed and explained: "Several powerful demon kings came to the Xizhou altar and attacked us. The village of thousands of people was destroyed. We all escaped, and the rest of the monks died in battle. "

No wonder.

Zhao Huai frowned, and immediately understood the good intentions of the two of them.

The reason why the two want to use the power of the Shenluo Empire is because the Xizhou Altar is about to be destroyed, and there is no time to delay.

"Is there a way to wake up the old people of Dayan from other altars?"

Zhao Huai asked.

Granny Su Li nodded and said: "Of course there are, as long as the prince uses the weather of the country and the magic power contaminated with Dayan's blood to write a copy of "Yanzhu Yuzhao" and announce it to the world, the old people of Dayan will naturally be able to perceive it. , they all have the tokens left by Yan Zu, and they can all receive it."

"The Lord of Flame's imperial edict."

Zhao Huai's eyes gradually became sharper, and he said to himself:
"Under the great world, no one is spared. The old people of Yanzu should also realize this. They must all unite instead of being alone and a solitary force. If this is the case, then write!"

Granny Su Li reminded: "I feel that there must be a similar situation like ours at the Heaven and Earth Altar. His Royal Highness can recall them. As for the other Yan generals who are still guarding, there is no need to recall them."

"I understand."

Next, Zhao Huai worshiped the ancestors first, then changed clothes, burned incense, prayed, and then began to write.

Write the "Yuzhu Yuzhao".

Zhao Huai drained his blood and studied the ink, then raised his pen, the magic power in his body was constantly circulating, condensing a huge amount of spiritual power, and pouring a lot of heart into each stroke.

The content is very simple, it shows the goal of Dayan since the restoration of the country, and the determination to face the future, including the order to recall the old people of Dayan who have been idle, and the content of the Xizhou altar is also written.

As soon as he finished writing, the cloth woven with white silkworm silk gave off a golden light.

The ancestral sacrificial hall also emits dazzling golden light in coordination, conveying the content of the imperial edict to all corners of the world.

The shrine is a place where the will of the ancestors of the past is gathered, so it can be summoned far away.

This imperial edict carrying the weather of the country rose gradually, resonating with the luck of this world.

"call out!"

The white silkworm spirit silk flew out from the yard, and at the same time the cloth was smashed into slag, obviously not enough to carry the will of the ancestors of the past generations, let alone the fate of the Great Yan.

Golden characters popped out one by one, arranged in groups, and headed in all directions. The golden light was like many golden meteors flashing across the sky.

It attracted the attention of a large number of monks and common people.

A piece of "Yuzhu Yuzhao" caused a commotion in all directions.

The people of Nanyu Prefecture were the most excited.

"His Royal Highness is back!?"

"It's been a year, and I haven't heard from His Royal Highness for a long time!"

The gate of Xiadu Imperial City.

All the soldiers paid homage, lined up in silver armor, Yu Qinghan changed into a fiery red imperial dress, looked at the golden meteor in the sky, felt a familiar atmosphere, and murmured at the corner of his mouth:
"Husband, is that you?"

Southern State.

Among the vast icebergs, the river along the way flows forever, with endless turbulence.

At the end of the river is the boundless forbidden area, which belongs to the central part of Nanzhou. The water surface is reddish brown, and the waves are tens of feet high. Ancient and strange power fills the sky and the bottom of the water.

There are many houses made of huge ice blocks. A woman in a silver pendant murmured:
"It's the Emperor Yan's imperial edict. It seems that the great world is coming. I have to go there on behalf of the master. The Nanzhou altar is almost unstoppable."

The main altar of Xizhou Raven Sect.

Yin Nanyu hid in a huge crack in the valley, overlooking the Raven Sect passing by below, secretly escaped.

Seeing the golden meteor across the sky, a smile appeared on Yu's face under the black robe and white hair.

"The heartless man, are you finally back?"

The floating island in the East China Sea is located on the east side of Zhongzhou. There is fog on the sea, and the sun is looming.

Many floating islands, coconut trees everywhere, in an ancient city.

An old man stood by the sea, looking at the golden shooting stars across the sky.

He seemed to feel the summons, and joy flashed across his old face.

The monks in the city rushed to the beach one after another, bowing and saluting.

"Yu Zhao, Yan Lord, okay, after hundreds of years, there is finally a hero."

"It's a pity, but right now the East China Sea Altar is still being guarded, so we can't go to Zhongzhou to meet up."

"Old ancestor, 500 years have passed, is there still a need for a rendezvous? Isn't Yan Zu already ascended?"

Among the crowd, a young monk said.

"shut up!"

The old man let out a loud roar, and the sound wave splashed out, directly causing the monk to vomit blood from his mouth and kneel down obediently on the ground.

"The gold content of Lord Yan's imperial edict is like the arrival of ancestor Yan, so don't be rude!
"Whether you can go or not, our Donghai Zhou family must give a response."

"Zhou Cheng, you have broken through to Nascent Soul in recent days. This time represent me, let's go to Zhongzhou. The altar in Xizhou is in trouble and there is no delay."

"Yes, my ancestor."

A slightly fat man in long gown took the order, bowed and cupped his fists.

Not only the secular world, but also the majestic and towering Lingshan Mountain are also the voices of discussion.

"Prince Dayan has left Lingshan."

"I don't know when it happened. Now that the demon sect is rampant, will it be dangerous for him to go to the secular world at this time?"

"His strength is very strong, and he can defeat the demon son Situ Huan. However, with the accumulation of thousands of years in the Demon Sect, there are not a few who have grown up from the strong in the past."

Taoism of Longevity.

Abbot Baimei of Xiaolingyin Temple and the Master of Longevity Temple sat under the ginseng tree, playing chess.

The abbot holds white, and the temple master holds black.

"Aren't you worried about that kid?" Abbot Baimei smiled.

"I have my own magic way to protect him. In the last time, I always have to do something. What Wuji did is very beautiful. Now it's just my turn."

The Master of Longevity Temple sat cross-legged, while Heizi was hanging in the air, calm and unhurried.

"Amitabha, how long will it take for you to go through the next tribulation, will you die under the immortal calamity like Wuji?"

"Decades, it's enough, and it's enough to deter these guys who just arrived at the tribulation."

"Those who are above Huashen, don't get involved."

The Lord of Longevity smiled lightly, twisted a sunspot in his hand, and landed on the center of the chessboard.

In an instant, between heaven and earth, a detached law of cause and effect appeared faintly.

Like a pair of eyes of stars, watching all living beings, and the chessboard they stare at has become the world, binding all living beings on the chessboard.

(End of this chapter)