I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Su Hanshan landed, sat on the back of the dark golden hand, and looked around.

"Can the Grandmaster come in now?"

"No, I am outside the boundary and slightly touch the time and space, causing the various force fields around you to vibrate, so that I can talk to you, just like pressing the powder inside a flour bag."

The voice of the Seventh Generation Patriarch also carried a hint of novelty, "The point where the Tai Chi mark landed has been entangled with hundreds of dimensions."

"My consciousness is of too high a quality and too small a quantity. If I try to enter, it will cause resistance from the hundreds of realms that are connected indistinctly."

"But with your activities inside, even if I am watching from a distance, I can see more of the scenery. I can use some small tricks to follow the thread and communicate with you."

Su Hanshan said with emotion: “This is the first time I have encountered such a situation, but even if the will of heaven is turbulent, I am doing what I want here, and I am practicing everywhere, so there is nothing wrong with it.”

After the Zhulong Pill was accomplished, his ideas about the next few Yuandan became clearer and clearer.

"Well, this time I traveled through the worlds with the Tai Chi Seal, and the feeling is indeed quite different from the previous times when I traveled through the worlds on my own."

The Seventh Generation Patriarch said, "It's just that when the Tai Chi Seal was activated before, the places it took you to were all places where the cultivation system was compatible with the stage you were at at the time."

"I originally thought that I would see a system that also divides the concept of self into segments for cultivation. Now it seems that perhaps the Tai Chi Seal has deviated due to my influence."

The situation in this world actually doesn’t provide much inspiration for Su Hanshan’s current state.

However, Su Hanshan's current cultivation level is enough to allow him to change his environment and create opportunities by himself. He follows the style of unity of Dharma and self, and unity of knowledge and action, so it seems that his progress is still very fast.

In other words, even if he still stayed in the human world of the Abyss Realm, continued to place his hopes on the stars, ventured further and deeper, traveled overseas to spy, and even sneaked into the first level of the Abyss Realm, influencing events everywhere, his progress in cultivation would not be slower than it is now.

Su Hanshan shook his head: "I practice because I love martial arts and I want to accomplish things, not just for the sake of practicing."

"Even if the speed of cultivation is not much different, my clone is at home while my real body is traveling far away. Overall, my experience and knowledge are broader, and I am very happy."

The Seventh Generation Patriarch chuckled and said, "It seems that your character cultivation is also improving day by day. I don't know if it is your unique state of mind, or because of the segmented self-concept. Slow work and careful polishing can generally sculpt a person's character better than achieving it all at once."

"This is quite interesting. We can add a new golden elixir path to the human world in the future and let them practice it. If everyone is content and has no desires, there will be fewer unnecessary disputes."

Su Hanshan laughed and said, "It's impossible to have no desires or requests. Let's not talk about it first. When I see bad guys, I want to beat them up. When I see ordinary people, I want to pull them over to practice martial arts together. Just sitting here now, having just experienced a victory, I also have something very urgent and craving in my heart."

The Seventh Patriarch asked, "What is it?"

"Manpower!"

Su Hanshan said, "According to the intelligence I have collected, in many dimensions, in the war among the gods, four winners were decided, known as the Lords and God Sovereigns. The forces that were able to infiltrate when the celestial spheres intersected and had not yet officially bordered each other were the subordinates of these four God Sovereigns."

"The Beast Subduing Lord is the God of War, the God of Savagery, and the God of Life. Most of his subordinates act in a rough and careless manner."

"But after I caused all this trouble in Africa, the subordinates of the other three gods will be alert. It will not be so easy to replicate it."

"I am confident that they will fully develop their self-concept before the official border crossing. It will be much easier to deal with them then. However, it is hard to guarantee what plans they will come up with during this period and what impact they will have on this planet."

Right under his butt, the virus that was originally about to be released to infect the world was being suppressed.

Although the other three parties are not as powerful as the Fu Beast faction, they are also more difficult to guard against.

“If I had enough manpower, I could spread the Dharma everywhere, draw in the starlight and earth energy, create yin virtue and feng shui, sort out the will of heaven, and directly awaken the will of heaven to repel them. I would ensure that no matter what plans they make, they will be constrained and can only wait for me to fight them!”

Su Hanshan narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Master, since you can touch time and space, you don't have to change the speed of time in my reality.

“Can you create a large-scale dream with a high degree of simulation, bring in all the living beings I have come into contact with, speed up the flow of time by a hundred times, and let them all become Chunyang disciples who have achieved enlightenment…”

This one hundred times faster time flow rate is not just random talk.

In fact, when the three masters created the world, they adjusted the initial time flow rate of the Demon-Subduing World to an outrageous level, more than a hundred times that of the outside world.

It can be seen that if there is no heavenly limit suppression, these tenth-order strongmen can completely speed up time.

"I only have this much awareness. Pressing from a distance will have very limited impact."

The Seventh Generation Patriarch explained helplessly, but his tone changed again, "But if it's just a lack of manpower, I can think of a way."

Su Hanshan became excited: "What's the solution?"

"People who have cultivated the martial arts to the tenth level are called the Great Dao Masters. This is because the first batch of sages were very keen on spreading the Dharma and cultivating disciples when they traveled through the various realms."

The Seventh Generation Grandmaster began to tell the story, "Firstly, they really want to know what the differences are if someone cultivates to the tenth level without the Heaven Limit, so as to verify the secret of exploring the Heaven Limit."

"Secondly, if the number of disciples is large enough to cover all realms, the probability of cultivating strong people among the disciples will be higher. If they can all be led to the human world in the Abyss Realm to fight against the demonic calamity, it will be more convenient."

"According to ancient historical records, they spared no effort to cultivate disciples across boundaries, and many strong people did emerge among them. They were able to withstand the power of their cross-boundary traction, but they were never able to reach the human world in the Abyss Realm."

“I don’t know if it’s the limit of heaven or the devil’s calamity, or if it’s both, but in the Middle Ages, fewer people took this path, and more energy was put into studying the supreme status.”

"Because the first emperor who unified the world and rectified the eight wildernesses was able to condense a supreme status, which enabled him to call upon some of the power of heaven and pass it on to his descendants..."

When the seventh generation ancestor said this, he realized that he had gone a little off topic and returned to the main topic.

"In short, our Tiandu Immortal Mansion has stored many ancient methods for attracting people from other worlds to cross the world. I have studied them quite a bit."

"Combined with your Tai Chi Mark, it should be possible for many juniors who are not yet at the fifth level to come to this world and help you."

"For example, I can guide their true sense of existence and project it onto the boundary membrane of their world. Then, like two mirrors reflecting each other, it will be reflected on the boundary membrane of this world and penetrate into it. With my thoughts as the medium, I can form a soul projection body for them."

"By then, even if they die in this world, they will only lose a part of their soul. After recuperating for a period of time, they can come back again."

Su Hanshan's eyes sparkled when he heard this.

Is there such a good thing?

Grandmaster, you are truly a treasure trove.

"As long as you demonstrate your full strength in cultivation to trigger the Tai Chi mark, I will be able to sense the worlds I have visited in the past to help you cultivate."

The sound made by the Seventh Generation Master at this time seemed profound, and the surrounding environment seemed to have a vague and layered feeling.

He was communicating with Su Hanshan by pressing the void across the realm. Now that he was using other methods, the changes in the void caused were naturally different.

Su Hanshan lowered his eyes, and sat cross-legged on the dark golden hand, with his thumbs and middle fingers clasped together, the backs of his hands resting loosely on his knees, his face bright, his mind focused, and he activated the Tai Chi mark.

In just a moment, billions of light spots emerged from the Tai Chi mark, flowing endlessly, evolving unpredictably, and forming complex coordinates.

It seemed that in the far distance, a pulling force was reflecting these coordinates. The seventh generation ancestor saw the opportunity and cast a spell to help reverse the pulling force. Following the law of fate, it attracted Su Hanshan's old friends from all walks of life.

………………

"Master, please take care of yourself. The two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty are all on your shoulders..."

In a mansion in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, several young scholars saw off a group of officials who came to visit.

The eager voices of these officials seemed still ringing in his ears, and a young scholar chuckled softly.

"Brother, guess how many of these people are sincere and how many are here to gather information?"

Each of these scholars has a sturdy build, a long sword on his waist, and calluses on his hands. Apart from their turbans and scholarly robes, there is really no resemblance between them and scholars.

But they are the most famous group of scholars in the world today.

Twenty years ago, a scholar named Xiao Shaozhen beat the drum of injustice in the capital city, went straight into the imperial court, and made thirty remonstrations in court, denouncing the emperor and redressing the injustice of the late Minister of War, Yu Qian.

Zhu Qizhen, who had just restored the throne by killing his brother, was moved by the scholar's righteousness. He covered his face in shame and vomited blood and died that night.

Many court officials and guards also remembered the good deeds of Lord Yu Qian in the past. They committed suicide by hitting themselves against a pillar and followed him to the underworld. Their blood flowed in the palace. Their loyalty was truly heartfelt and moved heaven and earth.

The scholar entered the East Palace again and asked the prince to ascend the throne. He devoted all his energy to it and stayed by the prince's side day and night, never letting go of his sword, in case the prince might commit suicide and follow Master Yu.

After the prince ascended the throne, he rehabilitated the Daizong Zhu Qiyu and Yu Qian, informed the world, abolished bad policies, and appointed the scholar Xiao Shaozhen as the imperial teacher.

Xiao Shaozhen was extremely nervous and guarded the new emperor for three years. He recruited wise ministers and reorganized the cabinet. Later, he resigned from the post of guard and only held the empty title of imperial teacher. He wrote books and recruited many disciples.

Today, the Imperial Master has eight thousand disciples, each of whom is well versed in gentlemanly etiquette.

It's a pity that such a wise minister as the National Master is now old and frail, suffering from many illnesses. He wants to resign from the position of National Master and recommend more talented people. Please ask the court to select another National Master.

However, for some unknown reason, some rumors spread, claiming that the late emperor was beheaded in court by the imperial teacher. The deaths of many court officials at that time were also strange. It seemed that there was also an incident in which a soldier wanted to serve the king, but his commander lost his head in the middle of the night.

All these rumors are so ridiculous that they make the national teacher sound like a murderous devil.

The imperial master was attacked by those villains and became even more depressed. He could not sleep at night and could not eat. The emperor repeatedly issued edicts to appease him, and only then did the court officials come to visit him one after another. A short-bearded scholar faced his junior brother's inquiry and just glanced at him: "You don't care whether they are sincere or not, the master will make his own decision. Anyway, I think these people really think that the master is sick."

But the master just noticed that even though the cabinet had been set up in recent years to restrict the emperor and eliminate old troubles, there were still many newly elected officials who were hypocritical and unwilling to fulfill their official duties.

Although Xiao Shaozhen was not sick, he was prepared to take the opportunity of recommending new people to catch a group of them and clean up.

Officials are like this. In twenty years, one batch is killed and another is born. Their energy is a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people. They have to be cleaned out regularly to keep them on the right track.

Xiao Shaozhen stood by the window, watching a few disciples chatting outside the door, and a faint smile appeared on his pretended pale face.

He practiced the "Pine Crane Pure Yang" and "Rama Heart Method", and had long been immune to all diseases and poisons. He even controlled his own lifespan, which was about 150 years, and he would remain at the peak of strength until his death.

He is only about sixty years old. Others think he is in his sixties, but who knows that he is only in his youth.

"However, I originally thought that the source of the country's problems lies with the emperor. Although the emperor is restricted, there are still officials. After cleaning up those treacherous and corrupt people, it is only better than in previous years. There are fewer grievances in various places, but it is still far from achieving the goal of every family being well fed."

Xiao Shaoqi stroked his beard, but his mind was not actually distracted much by those potential enemies.

If those people dared to jump out, he could easily deal with them, but he had no way to deal with natural disasters.

Even if one's martial arts skills have been trained to such a level, one is still just a mortal being. How can one resist a natural disaster?

"Oh, the achievements I have made now are beyond my wildest dreams back then. I'm still calculating natural disasters. It's really like a greedy person trying to swallow an elephant. If outsiders knew about this, they would laugh their heads off."

Xiao Shaozhen thought to himself, "Fortunately, I just thought about it in my mind and didn't even whisper..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him.

“Natural disasters may not be unsolvable.”

Xiao Shaoqi didn't realize where the voice came from. He was puzzled, and for some reason his mind recalled things that happened many years ago.

Twenty years ago, the young man who had only been with him for a short time killed Cao Wubo, obtained Rama's heart method, and gave Songhe Chunyang.

"Come here. There are more knowledgeable people here who can communicate with you. There are more things here for you to verify..."

Xiao Shaoqi instinctively had a thought, and in that moment of thought, he felt his mind divided into two parts, and suddenly he had two different perspectives.

In one vision, everything was still in front of my eyes, and everything was normal. But in the other vision, I didn't know what changes had taken place in between. I just felt a flash of distraction, and suddenly I appeared in front of a dark golden hill.

Surrounding it was a vast desert with hot winds blowing, and in front was a dark golden hill, but its shape seemed a bit strange.

The front end of the hill looked like it had a fingernail.

Like the fingertips of a huge hand.

"I am..."

Xiao Shaoqi raised his hand and saw that everything was normal with him, except that his internal energy seemed to have become a little jerky and deficient, so he quickly used his internal energy to replenish it.

No matter where you are, it’s always a good idea to improve your skills first.

The next moment, he discovered that Zhu Hui, Zhu Ji, and five or six other people appeared beside him one after another.

Everyone looked at each other with surprise on their faces. These people were either officials or generals, or lived in seclusion in the countryside. They came from all over the world, but now they were gathered in one place.

Could the voice that echoed around them be from a god? How could they be together in an instant even though they were thousands of miles apart?
"Brother Xiao, everyone, long time no see."

A voice enveloped the dark golden hill, making them as light as feathers and floating up on their own. In the blink of an eye, they arrived on the top of the hill.

The familiar young man was sitting cross-legged in front of them, looking at them with a smile.

After twenty years, some of them could no longer remember what Su Hanshan looked like. But when that voice sounded, the scene from the past inexplicably emerged in their minds, so vivid and clear.

"Really you?"

Xiao Shaozhen took a few steps forward and looked around. "What on earth is going on?"

"That is, I asked you to come and help me. Of course, there will be some rewards. We will get together and help each other, just like in the past."

Su Hanshan had just finished explaining when he sensed more people arriving.

Xiao Shaoqi spent twenty years groping for the threshold of the second level, but he hasn't really stepped over it yet. However, he slew the emperor with a sword and ruled the country for twenty years without changing his original intention. He made progress in governing the country day and night, and his attainments far surpassed those in martial arts. He is a rare person who can practice the method of Tianxing Zhaoming.

But compared with the people who came later, it was still a little less glorious.

Meng Zhaoxuan, who came from the Southern Song Dynasty, had already entered the fourth level of aura. After experiencing such a miraculous event, there was only a hint of surprise in his eyes. When he saw Su Hanshan, he smiled more.

Li Qiumian, Situ Zhongxia and others around him have already reached the peak of the third level of cultivation, and there are more than thirty people in total.

"Oh? The will of heaven in this Wude world has actually been in close communication with you and is still active today."

The voice of the Seventh Generation Master echoed around.

The next moment, more than 20,000 figures appeared at the same time, all from the world of Wude.

For these people, even if there was no strange power before that allowed them to recall the past, they would not forget Su Hanshan.

Even though more than a decade has passed, what happened on the corpse-demon battlefield back then is still deeply engraved in their minds.

To others, Su Hanshan might be an old friend or a fellow traveler, but to people in the world of martial virtue, he is a banner.

It is the banner that ends the disaster.

After the battle between corpses and demons that year, the number of zombies in the world began to decline rapidly. The long-term existence of the Dream of Heaven allowed them to rebuild their homes faster.

"what!"

Yang Baifa, the ruler of Jiangdong in the Wude world and the one who had fought alongside Su Hanshan the longest in that world, was the first to jump onto the dark gold hill and looked at the first few groups of people curiously.

"According to the revelation from heaven, we have come to another world. Brother Su, it seems that you are an expert here. Why don't you introduce the situation to us?"

Su Hanshan shook his head and said with a smile, "Let's wait a little longer. There will be more people coming later. I will explain it to you then."

Yang Baifa asked in surprise: "Are there more?"

Yang Baifa’s doubts did not last long. The people who arrived first found that the surroundings were full of yellow sand, almost filled with human figures.

Originally, when the first few groups, totaling more than 20,000 people, arrived, the dark golden hill had already been surrounded. However, compared with the people who arrived later, those before were only a small stream, while those who came later were like a boundless tide.

Among those who had arrived earlier, Meng Zhaoxuan was the most proficient in military strategy. After a rough estimate in his mind, he couldn't help but marvel at it.

"How many people are there in this batch? 800,000? 900,000? Or is it over a million?!"

What was even more rare was that after so many people arrived, they were so orderly that there was not even a hint of noise. They just looked around, arranged their queues a little, then straightened their heads and chests, raised their eyes, and bowed to the figure on the top of the hill.

Everyone's voices, in unison, shook the heavens and the earth.

"All qualified members of the Hundred Industries Martial Arts Alliance are here, please give us your instructions, Alliance Leader!!!"

Su Hanshan stood up, walked to the edge of the dark gold hand, and looked at these people.

Looking at the people he had trained by governing the world for more than ten years with the help of the clone of the sacred tree.

Regardless of whether they were men or women, young or old, they were all full of energy and spirit, their bodies were straight, their skills were pure, and their spirits gathered together, like real rays of light, holding up the clouds in the sky.

There was an incomparable sense of accomplishment surging in Su Hanshan's chest.

This was a completely different feeling from his usual efforts to improve his martial arts and eliminate evil, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahahaha! Okay!"

Su Hanshan looked up at the sky and opened his arms.

"With you here, within thirty days, I will let those unscrupulous bastards know."

"In order to win the heart of the heaven, their methods are all rubbish, trash, perverted, and a waste of nature's resources. They are disgusting!"

"Only if we are sincere and dedicated, we can change the world, mediate the creation, and work with the heavens, then we can be... the first among all things!"

(End of this chapter)