Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 130 Praise the stone parade, reverse black and white!
Yinghuo guarded his heart, and the fire meteor fell in the east of Chang'an City, in the valley!
This matter could not be concealed from anyone. Mr. Sima, the old eunuch of Qintian Prison, handed over the resignation letter three times in a row, but no one accepted it.

After entering the palace, the huge scarlet stone with a radius of half a zhang, Xu Chongshan, the commander of the guards, immediately took over the important items of the guards.

Xu Chongshan, who has always been a man of high art and courage, also deeply feels His Majesty's wisdom. In the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years, with the academy as its backing, how could there be chaos caused by a meteor falling or a strange celestial phenomenon?
Therefore, under the arrangement of Xu Chongshan, the head of the guards of the Tang Palace, the craftsmen who made the seals for the Tang royal family collected ancient books and carved the "Haotian Oracle!" '

It turns out that the natural handwriting on it has long been smoothed out one by one by Zhen Guo General Xu Shi with great means.

Almost overnight, with the unremitting efforts of the Tianshu Department and the dark guards, no one dared to spread rumors about the strange celestial phenomena of the previous two days.

Tang Wang also took advantage of the trend and took down several noble sects that were flirting with the temple. This made those who were in charge of the noble sects who wanted to get in touch with Taoist true cultivators through Mochiyuan, so to speak, scared out of their wits .

Once the Tang Empire entered a certain state, no noble family could stop it, and the "life and death" of the Tang royal family endorsed by the academy seemed particularly terrifying.

No noble family can compete with the Tang royal family's life and death!

This is the Tang Empire, not the countries where the world is in chaos, where your family takes the stage and mine stops singing.

When no one can check and balance the academy, naturally no one can check and balance the life and death of King Tang.

The noble slaves and dead soldiers raised by the elite sects always seem to be particularly powerless when facing the elite of the empire.

The end of the new year is approaching, and with the snowflakes falling with the cold wind, a person was beheaded and rolled all over the ground at Caishikou. The onlookers of the Tang Kingdom blindly obeyed the imperial officials and announced the crimes of these people who deserved to be killed.

Everyone deserves to die?Is there not a single unjust, false or wrongful conviction?
No one will care. As long as ordinary people in the Tang Dynasty do not know, then there are no unjust, false or wrong cases in the Tang Dynasty. Who would not believe what the honest people in the empire say?

This is more like a carnival. No one cares about the crimes of those who were beheaded. Ordinary people only know that their grievances have been vented.

But is this the end of one venting of grievances or the beginning of another one?

"clang"

The soldiers of the Habayashi Army guarded the huge vermilion stone on the carriage with open fire.

On the stone, there is the oracle of Haotian, "Zhaozhao has a Tang Dynasty, and the sky will serve all nations; life span is Haotian, and longevity is eternal!" '

The text from 300 years ago caused a sensation in the whole of Chang'an. Those hidden in the temple secret disks of the Tang Dynasty had already discovered this unspeakable thing.

This is probably the darkest moment of the temple. The God Haotian abandoned his people and chose a Tang country without faith.

"The oracle of Haotian says, "The Tang Dynasty is Zhaozhao, and heaven provides support to all nations; the life of Haotian is long, and the life is everlasting!'"

The people in Chang'an City cheered spontaneously as if they had eaten peaches, completely forgetting the strange celestial phenomena a few nights ago, and even the beggars in the sewers of Chang'an City.

I also cheered for the Tang State, even if no one thought that such a beggar was a citizen of the Tang State.

The officials of the Tang Empire have always been eloquent and eloquent. Everyone can say beautiful words, but few people can do things.

At the same time, an order came out from the palace, ordering the Tang Kingdom to ban the book of "Astrology and Astronomy!" '

The Yulin army escorted the vermilion sacred stone, boasting about the streets of Chang'an, which is exactly what the king of Tang meant, and the meaning of sharing happiness with the people.

The quiet Nancheng was also interrupted by the sudden noise, and the sacred stone of Kua Street entered the quiet Nancheng.

Walking past the National Teacher's Mansion, the sound of beating gongs and drums disturbed Yan Se, who had just woken up. Yan Se, who walked out of the National Teacher's Mansion, looked at the writing on the vermilion boulder, and already didn't know what to say in her heart.

"Brother, Your Majesty has made this matter a big deal."

"Yinghuo guarded his heart, and the fire meteor fell to the east of Chang'an. The words said, 'The god of heaven is about to die, Huang Tiandang will stand, and the age will be Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!'"

"Is it true that no one knows the 300-[-]-year-old text?"

They studied in the temple in the early years, read a lot of classics, and saw a lot of ancient scriptures. The Tang Dynasty was a thousand years old, but the temple is not only 1000 years old!
The celestial event 300 years ago was just a joke to His Majesty, but it was true to the classics in the temple.

There is a record in the temple, and the text of Qian is vivid in my eyes, and I will keep my heart, and the Emperor Qian will die, and the land will be divided!
Yan Se looked at the Kuajie soldiers heading towards Taiping Temple and felt something was wrong in his heart. He said: "Why don't you do anything? Your Majesty has already done this. There were not many people who saw the original text that day." ."

"This is the darkest moment for the master in charge of Taoshan. Haotian no longer cares about Taoshan!"

"But once His Majesty's move reveals his true nature, I'm afraid it will be the beginning of a nationwide attack on the Tang Dynasty."

His teacher is the previous head teacher of the temple, and he is very clear about the actions of those absurd people in the temple.

Maybe they compete for power and profit and hinder each other on weekdays, but once faced with it, the goal of 'world-wide defeat of Tang' will be achieved.

Everyone in the temple will work together as one. This is what the temple leaders and priests want to see most.

Li Qingshan said solemnly: "Are you talking about the Great Priest Tianyu?"

Yan Se said: "No one in the world can trust the mystery of the oracle, and there are many teachers who don't believe it, but the oracle is still an oracle after all."

"Is that Haotian's most pious messenger in the world?"

Li Qingshan then asked: "What about the great priest of Guangming?"

Yan Se smiled coldly, and said: "If you were really pious, the great priest of Guangming who lived in the temple thousands of years ago would not have defected, and the defection would be fine, and he would have taken away the Mingzi scroll."

"If Wei Guangming was really pious, he wouldn't have run down the You Pavilion and re-entered the Apocalypse."

The great priest of the light is devout to the light, and the great priest of the verdict is devoted to killing heresies. Only the great priest of the heavenly mandate is devout to Haotian.

As for the teacher?
All I can say is 'ridiculous! '

Li Qingshan's eyes were full of disbelief, "Great Priest Guangming, have you betrayed?"

Yan Se walked to the street and was about to visit Taiping Temple. He waved his hands and said, "Qingshan! I didn't say anything!"

Apostate Guangming Priest, don't talk nonsense!
On the street, the north wind howled past, and the fluttering snowflakes melted completely before touching the sacred stone.

The Habayashi Army, who had received His Majesty's order, was beating drums and gongs outside the gate of Taiping Temple. It was so lively!
Lying quietly on the sacred stone on the carriage, you can see the line of inscriptions at a glance, followed by the practitioners of Nanmen Temple with eyes full of joy.

The empire, the Taoist sect, and the Nanmen temple who wanted to see the two hates finally got Haotian's favor!
Inside the Taiping Temple!

Qing He, who was sweeping the fallen leaves, put down the broom in her hand, walked out of the Taoist temple, and went to watch the sacred stone that fell from the sky.

Such miracles only exist in stories, and few people can see them with their own eyes, miracles from Haotian.

Dressed in a blue Taoist robe and wearing a lotus flower crown, he walked out of the gate of the Taoist temple hand in hand with Mo Shanshan.

The worry in Mo Shanshan's eyebrows and eyes has not dissipated for a long time, and the clever Mo Shanshan has some guesses about the origin of this sacred stone.

That night, Chen Xuan's sword struck ninety thousand feet into the sky. From where the light of the Yinghuo Star fell, it went straight to the Ziwei Emperor Star, and then landed outside Chang'an City, returning without any distance!

Along with the return of the sword, there is also a gorgeous fire meteor. She is a bookworm, but she is not really crazy. How can there be such a coincidence in this world.

Mo Shanshan looked at the characters on the vermilion boulder, and said, "'Zhaozhao has a Tang Dynasty, and the sky will serve all nations; if you are ordered by Haotian, you will live forever!', why does the God of Haotian write in dry script?"

This question not only stopped the accompanying father-in-law, but also calmed down those excited Nanmen Temple practitioners.

Disciple Li Qingshan, the master of the South Gate Temple, held an oil-paper umbrella and explained: "How can we clearly understand the will of God Haotian?"

Chen Xuan looked at the words calmly, and the sixteen words were written in a random manner, which was the style of everyone. If this vermilion sacred stone had not come from his hand, I am afraid everyone would have thought that the Tang State really wanted to get that protected by a god.

Chen Xuan picked up the seal at his waist, walked to the vermilion boulder, turned the seal over, and said to Mo Shanshan beside him, "Shanzhu, look at these words. Come to Haotian God, he is also good at gold and stone!"

"My side has been handed down from our ancestors for thousands of years, but it can't compare to this 'sacred stone'!"

The temple is full of absurdities, but at least one thing the temple does well is holding the Haotian God to restrain the evil in people's hearts.

Even if you want to do evil, you still need to find a way that is upright and dignified, for the sake of the temple and the common people in the world.

But there is no such thing as the Tang Dynasty's clever methods. The stones that fell from the sky wiped the original lines and replaced them with dry writing written by dragons and snakes.

This is the oracle of Haotian, holding the oracle of Haotian to counter the oracle of the temple.

May I ask those believers of Haotian in the world, should they believe in the oracle of Haotian in the Tang Kingdom?Or should I believe the oracle of the priests on Taoshan?

That night he threw a sword into the sky, blew a breath, and created a huge boulder. He wanted to give something to the world, and the little Huang Tian was shocked. It's a pity that a certain old prisoner who is not afraid of the imperial staff is actually afraid. The father-in-law's stick.

It’s up to people to plan things, and it’s up to people to do bad things!
In the library of Taiping Temple in Mo Shanshan, I have seen those dragon seals and phoenix seals, and I also know the dry inscriptions. Comparing the two, they are naturally superior. Mo Shanshan stretched his beautiful eyebrows and said: "But it is like this, and there is no such thing." Linnan has the style of the Zhao family, but the last word at the end is the style of the Jiangdong Wu family."

She chooses to tell the truth, she is a bookworm, in addition to writing and drawing symbols on Mogan Mountain, she also knows the way of gold and stone, she can see that the pen on the vermilion boulder is like a dragon, but she can't see it, Chen Xuanna The dragon seal and phoenix seal on one side of the seal.

There are [-] words in the world, but the word "love" is the most hurtful. But what is more hurtful than the word "love" is the word "truth"!

For ordinary people in the world, it is just two words 'truth! '

But in most cases, in principle, these ordinary people cannot be allowed to know the so-called truth, just like the handwriting on this sacred stone.

Chen Xuan watched calmly and calmly as more and more disciples of Nanmen Temple gathered together. Such actions of 'contrasting black and white', praising stones and parading the streets, and banning astronomy and stars were in line with the situation of the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years.

The little Huang Tian shock he wanted to bring to the world, but inexplicably became the oracle of Hao Tian's will to unify the rivers of the Tang Dynasty.

To say that Tang Guo turned black and white is a compliment, and to say that a mouse is a duck is not an exaggeration.

He Mingchi smiled slightly, watching the father-in-law from the palace who was silent, just watching quietly.

The father-in-law who came from the palace suddenly turned his face, and greeted: "Let's go, there are still many Tang people who have never seen the Haotian Oracle!"

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's start beating!"

The gongs and drums sounded again. Faced with such an unanswerable truth, the palace came to the father-in-law and walked towards the end of the street with the sacred stone oracle.

There are still many Chang'an people there, waiting to pay their respects to Haotian God. This is a great favor to the oracle of the Tang Kingdom.

He Mingchi and other South Gate disciples also followed. As the endorsers, they naturally couldn't stay away. At least they had to follow before the priests of the temple came.

The snowstorm in winter is getting colder and colder!
Mo Shanshan stood in the wind and snow, looked at the divine stone going away, walked up to Chen Xuan, and said in a low voice: "God Haotian, in the past, the oracle was always sent through the great priest of the oracle."

"Even if the oracle is sent to the bolide, it should be in the ancient script of the temple."

"Then what should the original characters on the stone be?"

There was no such coincidence. Not long after the night fire and meteors were brilliant and lagging behind, the sword fell in the temple.

Sensing a certain god charmer coming from a distance, Chen Xuan leaned close to Mo Shanshan's ear, and said in a low voice, "It should be 'The god of heaven is dead, and the yellow sky should be established; the age is Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous'."

The way of heaven is not benevolent. It regards all things as stupid dogs, so it is very benevolent.

Because it is not the same as all things, it can be regarded as a humble dog.

The sage is unkind and treats the common people as stupid dogs, but the emperor is benevolent and treats the common people as pigs and dogs.

The god who reigned supreme in the Kingdom of God was actually already dead when he cast his sights on the human world.

The death of gods does not mean 'not alive'. The death of gods does not mean 'death!' '

There are people in the world who fall asleep with gods in their arms and dream of a sea of ​​stars, which is the beginning of death. This is the most poisonous poison. It lasts for a long time and is filled with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, but there is no turning back.

I don’t know where love comes from, but it becomes deep once it goes away. This is an emotion shared by all things in the world. He cannot escape the secular world and enters it.

But for a god, this is poison, so it makes "the god of heaven is dead, and the yellow sky will stand; when the age is Jiazi, the world will be happy." '

Chen Xuan's voice was very low, but under deliberate effort, a certain rune master could still hear him.

Yan Se walked forward and looked at the Taoist who was wearing a green Taoist robe, a gourd hanging on the left side of his waist, a seal hanging on the right, and a lotus crown on his head. The vague figure of the god who seemed to be different that night seemed to overlap with the Taoist in front of him. together.

He said hurriedly: "That person, is it really you?"

Chen Xuan turned around, looked at Yan Se behind him, smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Yan Se, what do you mean?"

"What man?"

Mo Shanshan held back his smile, the smile that he knew the truth but couldn't express, it was really hard to hold back such a smile.

Chen Xuan held Mo Shanshan's arm and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Yan Se, the harmony of yin and yang is a natural principle."

"Could it be that the old tree is feeling homesick?"

(End of this chapter)