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Chapter 180 The end of foundation building
Chapter 180 The end of foundation building
Jingming fifty-seven years.
first month.
An earth-shattering event happened on the grasslands far away from the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The terrifying Snow Demon that originally blocked them from going south.
died!
The cause of death was the great cooperation of the Prairie Khan's Eagle Shooting Army and the great monks.
In order to survive in today's big era.
Preserve the incense belief in this area of the grassland.
This time, the great monks on the west side tried their best.
I heard that there were seven or eight people at the level of abbot of Fangda Temple alone.
A brand new sect took the place of Buddhism.
He looks much better.
Attended the prince's funeral in person.
However, Buddhism's dedication was not further recognized by the prairie people.
When the news came out, everyone was silent.
Already, let’s set off.
Once you enter the palace, you will never return.
The leader is not a barbarian, but a Taoist priest who lives outside the Great Wall.
In March of the same year.
Instead, it made them see the weakness of Buddhism.
The prince has not appeared in front of the world for nearly half a year.
The ever-present sound of chanting also disappeared.
It was implemented quietly with the tacit understanding of countless people.
And the land of the Central Plains is not peaceful either.
Its name is: Xunxian Sect.
Only two people returned safely.
Three days later, the prince died of illness in his mansion.
However, just when everyone thought that the witchcraft disaster that had lasted for half a year had finally come to an end.
The land beyond the Great Wall is turbulent.
It seems that nothing has happened that everyone has been secretly guessing for the past six months.
In Dazhou, they are comparable to those at the leader level.
Ever since, there was a movement of Buddha inversion.
Overnight.
Even, a superior existence.
Discovered by countless people.
Suddenly, he walked out of the palace safe and sound.
The name is: Fang Quanyang.
Emperor Zhao Ping, who had been recovering from illness for a long time, had not shown up in front of others.
Vigorously develop believers and preach at the same time.
The tall Buddhist temples in the city were bulldozed.
A team led by Fang Quanyang personally went south to the Great Zhou Dynasty to seek immortality and ask questions.
But even so, the losses were heavy.
at the same time.
Once the Xunxian Sect was established, it quickly gained the support of most of the upper-class nobles on the grassland.
He summoned his officials with a normal expression.
A group of officials met with the prince that day.
Soon after.
All died unexpectedly due to various reasons.
But his face was still pale, with a hint of sadness.
that day.
Seemingly, everything is business as usual.
And a few days after the prince was buried.
In the one-day court meeting, some people used the reason that the country cannot be without a prince for a day.
Advise him to establish a new crown prince.
Zhao Pingyan said that the prince had just arrived and did not agree.
However, when one after another memorials were placed on his desk.
He still compromised.
Ever since.
Not long after the first seven days of the old prince's life had just passed.
Great Zhou once again welcomed a new prince.
It's just that the choice of the new prince is somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.
Not the brothers and sisters of the old prince.
Nor his son.
But his grandson.
An eight-year-old boy named Zhao Jin.
Although the selection of the new prince made some families happy and others sad.
But it was also because of the appointment of a new crown prince.
It swept away the gloom caused by the witchcraft disaster in the entire capital in the past year.
A retelling of the past.
The capital began to show its past vitality again.
It's probably because the spiritual power between heaven and earth is becoming more and more powerful.
It doesn't matter whether it's Dazhou or outside the Great Wall.
In other words, it is the entire world.
Monsters, strange things, weird things.
There are more and more of them appearing, and they are becoming more and more frequent.
Rumors of these existences can be heard frequently in every city and county throughout the Zhou Dynasty.
From time to time, you can hear that there is something haunted somewhere.
Not just in sparsely populated villages.
Li Zhen heard the news of hauntings in the capital.
And there’s more than one haunted place.
It is said that every time in the middle of the night, there will be a scholar wearing a Confucian shirt.
Wandering around the streets and alleys of Beijing, writing and drawing with pen and paper seems to be recording something.
Originally this was not a rare thing.
The Confucianism in the capital was very strong, and there were many crazy students who behaved strangely in the past.
but.
This man is different.
He has no shadow under the moon.
The people from the Investigation Department heard the news and sent people to check.
However, they stayed in the place where the scholar ghost often haunted for a long time.
But found nothing.
Let alone a scholar, he didn't even see a ghost.
Just wait for the people from Cha Yisi to leave.
Then another watchman saw the scholar's figure.
Fortunately, this time, it existed for a few nights and then disappeared.
do not know either.
It was taken away by an expert.
Or rather, he went somewhere else.
But I heard that after this incident.
The incense in the large and small palaces and temples in the city has become much more prosperous.
Which also includes.
The little-known Dragon King, but he was included in the list of righteous gods.
Li Zhen initially listened to this story as a pastime as usual.
But when he couldn't sleep one night.
Sitting under the old tree in the courtyard.
One person got a little excited.
Facing the bright moon, while having a drink.
I saw the horse Qianli coming slowly by the moonlight.
He suddenly understood.
So who is the protagonist in the haunted story about the capital?
Except for the person in front of me?
Who else could it be!
So, he raised his eyelids.
After sizing up Ma Qianli, who was writing the last stroke on the scroll in his hand as he walked away, he said quietly:
"I stayed up most of the night and wandered around outside."
"It's not convenient to go out during the day."
Ma Qianli walked closer.
He raised his head and smiled bitterly.
Haven't seen you for some time.
Li Zhen discovered that this boy had also changed a lot.
The originally erratic figure seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.
At this time, it also became much more solid.
If you don't look carefully, it looks just like a real person.
"Could this kid really be a genius?"
I muttered in my heart.
But he also had to admit that his excuse actually made some sense.
Hitting ghosts during the day or something.
Even for the common people in the capital who already have a high level of immunity to ghosts and monsters.
That is also something that cannot be accepted in a short time.
"Tell me, why are you looking for Pindao again?"
Li Zhen put down his wine glass and said angrily.
Countless people don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall.
When this kid comes, he will definitely do nothing good.
"Master Li, my disciple recently rescued a person."
"I don't know whether I should do it or not, so I came to ask your opinion."
"Rescue?"
Li Zhen raised his head and glanced at him.
It doesn’t look like he has lost his brain just because he died once!
Isn't it just to save one person?
With your status as the majestic Duke of Wei, there is no one in this world that you can't save.
Still need to ask Pindao?
There was some confusion in his eyes, so he asked directly:
"What kind of person can make you so entangled."
"she"
There was traces of hesitation on Ma Qianli's expression. It seems that for a moment, I can't find the words to describe it.
After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly raised his finger and pointed at himself:
"She is just like a disciple!"
"As nosy as you?"
Li Zhen curled his lips and sneered.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Sure enough, like people will attract each other.
But he looked again at Xia Ma Qianli's serious look.
After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly understood what he meant.
"You mean"
"Is he the same person as you are now?"
Ma Qianli nodded, indicating that he was right.
Li Zhen was stunned for a moment.
Soon, it returned to normal.
The same person as Ma Qianli.
Isn’t that just a ghost?
In this day and age, there is nothing surprising.
He waved his hand to let him sit down and exchanged a few words.
Li Zhen understood the cause and effect.
This woman. Female ghost.
It was Ma Qianli who rescued him when he was collecting scenery outside the imperial city a few days ago.
At that time, she was wandering outside the imperial city unconsciously.
With a ferocious face, he kept shouting:
Not me, not me and other words.
Ma Qianli originally didn't want to care.
He even wanted to give her a ride to reincarnation so as not to harm the people around her.
But after observing for a few days, I found that she was not harmful.
Instead, as I wandered around day after day, my figure began to gradually dissipate.
My heart softened and I felt compassion.
He took action to rescue him.
Although I tried my best, I couldn't stop her from disappearing day by day.
Therefore, he approached Li Zhen.
After listening to his description, Li Zhen secretly thought that it was true.
It’s really accurate to judge people by yourself!
This kid is a master who will never come if nothing happens.
However, he did not ignore his request for help.
Instead, after some consideration, he was given a solution.
Why do ghosts exist?
The answer: inspiration!
But Lingji is just a general term.
Even Li Zhen is far from being able to identify all the types of spiritual intelligence in the world.
But even so, it is enough to solve the current problem.
After losing its body, what kind of inspiration does the ghost creature rely on to survive?
Li Zhen doesn't know the specific details.
However, it is nothing more than Yin.
As long as she makes up for it, the problem will be solved.
As for the future
Didn't Ma Qianli figure out a set of practice methods? Just teach her.
You can't bother him, Chief Li, with this matter, right?
Ever since.
Li Zhen gave Ma Qianli a set of formations.
Yin Yang Spirit Sealing Formation!
An upgraded version of the Spirit Gathering Array.
It was created by Li Zhen inspired by "Shen Tongqi".
This formation is divided into three modes.
One is to gather only the yang spiritual machine, and the other is to gather only the yin spiritual machine.
The other one is a mixture of yin and yang.
It was originally placed in her room to take care of her spiritual practice, which was yin and natural.
Right now, it's just right.
He told Ma Qianli how to use it one by one.
I originally wanted to have a drink with him.
But thinking that this kid has no body now, eating and drinking are all delusions.
He waved his hand in disappointment and drove the person away.
Tell him to leave quickly without ruining his mood.
Ma Qianli did not force him to stay, and took the jade stone that was used to record the formation.
He placed a somewhat heavy handwritten book on Li Zhen's desk.
Then, he turned around and left silently.
His eyes scanned the book cover.
A line of handwriting fell into Li Zhen's eyes.
"New Book·Da Zhou Chapter"
"Hi~"
"The Great Zhou Dynasty hasn't even died yet, and you've already started compiling its history?"
Li Zhen's back teeth became sore.
He secretly thought that Ma Qianli was a rebel in the back of his head.
But he subconsciously ignored what he said about his stupidity and loyalty back then.
Jingming fifty-seven years.
The witchcraft caused disaster and caused the death of the prince.
The emperor appointed a new crown prince, named: Jun.
The meaning is: harmony, happiness.
--"New Book·Dazhou Chapter"
And it was on this day in the fifty-seventh year of Jingming.
Eight-year-old Zhao Jun walked into Yuji Hall and the court for the first time.
He began to be taken by the elderly Zhao Ping to teach him the emperor's mental skills.
He also began to learn how to become a qualified emperor.
This was too difficult for Zhao Jin, who was an ordinary eight-year-old child of the royal family a few days ago.
However, it is difficult to do.
This is the responsibility he has to bear as the prince.
Because Zhao Ping has been on the throne since the fifty-second year of Jingming.
He never missed a day of morning service.
When he was young and set his ambition to surpass Emperor Shenwu, he understood that this was the price he had to pay.
How great is Emperor Shenwu?
If you want to achieve something beyond him, how can you not work hard?
If he is like this, let alone his successors?
just now
He was getting old and had illnesses.
I don’t know how many more years to live.
Hopefully, we can see a time when Zhao Jun can be in charge alone.
Only in this way can he safely hand over Dazhou into Zhao Chan's hands.
But at the same time.
Zhao Ping still has some hope in his heart.
He did not want to die so early, and his ambition was far from complete.
In this new era, he saw an opportunity to surpass the achievements of Emperor Shenwu.
Zhao Ping was unwilling to leave like this.
so.
Hong Xuanji, you must come back soon!
dusk.
In the majestic and solemn, yet desolate and lonely palace.
An old man was sitting on the dragon chair outside the palace.
Looking at the sunset, I murmured softly.
Next to him, Zhao Jun, who was studying hard to read the memorial, raised his head when he heard the sound:
"Grandpa Emperor, what did you say?"
"nothing."
Zhao Ping touched the villain's head, a flash of sadness flashed across his face.
And at the same time.
Thousands of miles offshore, deep in the ocean.
Dark clouds covered the sun and huge waves surged into the sky.
A fleet of ships was sailing along with difficulty.
Time flies.
Years are like a shuttle.
The fifty-seventh year of Jingming passed away quietly.
On the eve of the new year.
Three shabby large ships returned from the Dengzhou coast.
I lost a lot of weight and became a lot leaner.
Hong Xuanji, who had become more fierce in his body, stepped off the boat and once again stood on the land that belonged to Dazhou.
And also on this day.
Li Zhen finally reached the end of the foundation building realm.
Touched, the edge of the next realm of cultivation.
Just like every other day.
Li Zhen got up as usual and did Tai Chi.
I was thinking about whether I should go to the gate of a temple today and pick up some eggs.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something in his heart.
Turn your head and look east.
same time.
The fruit in Dantian suddenly became more red.
There is only a little greenness left, alone at the bottom.
Seeing this scene, Li Zhen suddenly felt happy.
I am happy that after decades of practice, I will finally be able to take another step forward.
The dream of immortality is one step closer.
But at the same time, Li Zhen's head hurt a little.
The bottleneck has arrived.
Can.
How to break through?
A flash of inspiration.
A picture of lightning and thunder came to mind.
"No, you are serious!"
"I really want to survive the thunder tribulation!"
(End of this chapter)
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