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Chapter 489: Cultivation is Everywhere in the World

"So you are a deity?"

"Ah."

"Can I be a god, too?"

"Ah."

Cai Yan's face turned red with excitement, and then she fainted.

When she woke up, Hong Chen immediately took out a copy of the marriage book and taught her how to use it.

But Cai Yan has no magical powers, so she cannot start her work for the time being.

"You can't talk about this with Mr. for now."

When Hong Chen reminded her of this, Cai Yan's face became even redder.

After a mental struggle, she lowered her head and closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling constantly, and stammered: "My dear, my father once asked me if I loved you, I...I..."

Hong Chen: It’s over. The three realms are no longer at peace.

"I know. But before that, I need to tell you about the rules of heaven."

"My dear, please speak." Cai Yan nodded slightly, her voice soft and gentle, and her kneeling posture made her look even more obedient.

for a long time.

"…So, do you understand?"

Cai Yan tilted her head and smiled: "I understand."

"You really know?" Hong Chen opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"I have also read Sun Tzu's Art of War." Cai Yan shyly turned her eyes away and glanced outside the house, her voice lowered: "My dear, what you are doing is exactly the strategy of 'openly repairing the plank road and secretly crossing Chencang', isn't it?"

Hong Chen: Wait a minute, is this what I mean?

Taibai Jinxing: Stop pretending, you two understand Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Afterwards, Hong Chen cut off Cai Yan's marriage thread.

She is about to become a fairy, so it is naturally impossible for her to get married in the human world. What Hong Chen did is completely reasonable and legal.

The next morning, the Wei family, who had an engagement with Cai Yan, sent a marriage certificate to Cai Yong, who had pulled out a lot of hair thinking about how to break off the engagement, and also attached a large amount of apology.

Cai Yong confiscated the compensation gift and only accepted the marriage certificate, marveling at God's will.

Cai Yan believed even more that Hong Chen was a god.

In order to compensate the Wei family, Hong Chen added thirty years to the life of Wei Zhongdao, who was nearing the end of his life. Living to his forties was not considered a premature death, and at least he could leave behind descendants.

As for where does longevity come from?
Of course it’s face recognition.

The favor of a saint's disciple is worth much more than thirty years of life of a mortal, so King Yama sent him out of the underworld with a smile.

The four heavenly masters in the sky were very fast. The next day, Hong Chen saw in the Hongxi Zhenjun Temple that in addition to the dragon girl in red armor, there was also a statue of a gentle woman in green.

Cai Yan's name was written into the Book of Immortals, and the earthly immortal cultivation bestowed by the divine position was also added to her.

"From today on, you can officially start your work." Hong Chen smiled and handed a copy of the marriage book to her.

Cai Yan was a fairy for the first time, so she was naturally full of energy.
"Don't forget to cultivate yourself when you're not working. Your current cultivation is granted by the divine power. Only what you have cultivated yourself will belong to you completely." Hong Chen taught him the technique and gave him some instructions.

"Don't worry, Master. I will practice diligently and work hard."

Hong Chen was very happy and hoped that she could last longer than Ao Tingxin.

"If anything happens in Luoyang, you can take your father away, but you must not interfere in other matters, so as not to be contaminated by cause and effect and affect the human world."

"it is good."

Cai Yan nodded obediently, then she suddenly took a step forward and gently hugged Hong Chen.

Hong Chen felt extremely guilty about his attractiveness.

After pacifying Cai Yan, he rode out of the city.

After three years of being fed and nourished by the immortal energy, the big black horse has shed its mortal body. When it reaches a deserted place, it immediately rises into the air, runs to a high place, and finally gallops among the sea of ​​clouds.

After crossing high mountains and steep cliffs and many cities, a big black horse descended from the sky and landed on the place where the princes met - Sour Jujube.

Hiding his figure, Hong Chen rode his horse through the camp, met various princes, and also met generals and counselors from all sides.

The Han Dynasty's fortune was on the verge of collapse, and most of the scattered fortune fell on these people.

After Yuan Shao was elected as the leader of the alliance, his luck was on the rise. If he could develop well, he might be able to accomplish his goal.

Unfortunately, his ability was not enough to support him to withstand the test of fate, and naturally he could not reap the final fruit.

After the alliance, the princes began to use their troops.

The chaotic battle lasted for a long time.

Seeing Guan Yu kill Hua Xiong while drinking warm wine, Hong Chen felt itchy and wished he could summon him to his side immediately.

In front of Hulao Pass, Lu Bu killed several generals in succession and his power was invincible.

Lu Bu's martial arts level is extremely high, his blood is as strong as billowing wolf smoke, and when he swings his Fang Tian Huaji, it is like a devil in the world.

The battle between the three heroes and Lu Bu was indeed a good show.

Hong Chen drank three pots of wine while watching the battle, and he decided to keep Lu Bu by his side after his death.

It would be a pity to let such a powerful general go to hell. It would be better to train him to be a thug.

The premise is that Lu Bu does not say that he is his adoptive father.

Lu Bu was defeated, Liu, Guan and Zhang became famous, and the princes sharpened their knives to attack Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo decided to hold the emperor hostage and force the people of Luoyang to move the capital to Chang'an.

The city of Luoyang was burned down, and people were trampled to death by people, horses, starved to death, killed during robbery... Millions of people were killed or injured, and corpses filled the roads.

The red dragon of national destiny above the imperial palace was also forced to move to Xi'an with Emperor Liu Xie. It shed red tears as it watched the dead and injured civilians along the way. With every tear, its body became weaker.

Looking at the raging flames and billowing smoke rising into the sky, Hong Chen sighed.

It's not that he was unwilling to do anything. He even wanted to take direct action at one point.

But what he knew more clearly was that people cannot always rely on gods, and even less can they rely on the so-called emperor.

He also looked forward to hearing the following words in the future: There has never been any savior, and we don't need to rely on gods or emperors!

In the past, the human race rose from darkness, and now the human race can only awaken again after experiencing disasters.

Boom!

Thunder roared and dark clouds gathered.

A heavy rain poured down, extinguishing the flames in Luoyang City and also extinguishing the last spark of the Han Dynasty.

Hong Chen turned his horse around and walked on the road that Dong Zhuo was taking to the west. Soon, the wandering souls that had not yet gone to the underworld gathered behind him.

When he arrived outside the city of Chang'an, there were nearly 100,000 souls following him.

The Black and White Impermanence were shocked and felt a headache.

"This... Can you give me some time?" Xie Bian asked with a cupped hand, and behind him came other Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Devil, and a large number of ghost messengers. Hong Chen thought about it, shook his head, looked at the lonely soul in front of him, and began to recite the mantra of rebirth.

"The Supreme Lord has decreed that your lonely soul be liberated, and all ghosts and spirits be blessed..."

The Rebirth Mantra, which is integrated with magical powers, is no longer a symbol or a wish, but a great magical power that can truly allow the soul to quickly go to the underworld to be reborn.

With Hong Chen as the center, the golden light rippled outward like water waves, and the souls it touched gradually disappeared and went to reincarnation under the repeated recitation of the Rebirth Mantra.

At the same time, the common people, soldiers, civil officials and military generals in Chang'an City all vaguely heard the Rebirth Mantra recited by Hong Chen.

However, at that time when the political atmosphere was highly tense, not many people dared to speak out, because those who spoke out were ruthlessly killed by Dong Zhuo.

In a moment, the soul was empty.

A group of Yin gods worshiped him with reverence: "The True Lord is merciful and saves people, and his merits are immeasurable."

Hong Chen shook his head, laughed at himself, and said, "Thank you all for your help."

Outside the thirty-three heavens, the Supreme Sage, who had been muttered to by him over and over again, opened his eyes with a smile in his eyes.

Shortly after.

Sun Jian was shot to death while attacking Liu Biao at the age of 36.

In the lush forest, the soldiers, whether chasing or fleeing or shouting in grief, seemed to be frozen in place.

Sun Jian was pierced by an arrow, and the blood from the wound soaked the fallen leaves.

An illusory figure sat up from the body.

He saw the pursuers behind him and quickly turned around to leave, but when he turned around he saw a corpse at his feet and was stunned.

After a long time, his body swayed and he knelt on the ground.

"Do you regret it?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"Who?!"

Sun Jian looked up suddenly, and saw a young man in blood-red clothes standing in front of him. He had a sword hanging from his waist, the hilt was white, the scabbard was black, and a golden-red string was hooked on his fingertips, at the end of the string was a dangling red gourd.

Looking at the Tai Chi Bagua diagram on the red gourd, Sun Jian seemed to suddenly understand something. He quickly adjusted his posture, knelt down and kowtowed: "I am Sun Wentai, please help me, Taoist priest!"

Hong Chen shook his head: "You are already dead, and I can't save you."

Sun Jian continued to kowtow: "Master, please have mercy!"

Hong Chen sighed, and with a flick of his finger, a ray of spiritual light shot into Sun Jian's soul. The extremely illusory soul immediately became much more solid, and at the same time, Sun Jian's excited emotions quickly calmed down.

In a blink of an eye.

Sun Jian sat on the ground dejectedly, bowing his head and crying bitterly.

Seeing this, Hong Chen opened the red gourd and poured out the wine. The crystal liquid floated in clumps in the air.

"Have a drink?" he asked.

Sun Jian looked up, swallowed the wine, and continued crying.

half an hour.

He wiped his tears, revealing his red and swollen eyes and a forced smile.

"I never thought that I, Sun Wentai, would meet an immortal after death, even though I didn't see an expert during my lifetime. I guess this is my luck. I don't know what the immortal wants to ask, but I will answer all my questions."

Hong Chen sat in front of him and said with a smile: "Do you regret asking me just now?"

"What does the Immortal mean?"

Hong Chen asked back: "Which one do you think I'm asking about?"

Sun Jian hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"If the Immortal asks me if I regret starting the war, then of course I don't. Whether it was to attack Dong Zhuo or to conquer Liu Biao, I never regretted it. The only thing I regret is that I conspired with the foolish and short-sighted Yuan Shu, and even formed an alliance with a group of people with their own ulterior motives, which made the great cause of attacking Dong Zhuo fail!"

Hong Chen thought for a moment and asked, "You said they had ulterior motives, don't you have any other plans?"

"Of course there is." Sun Jian did not refute. He smiled and said, "The gods must know that I found the imperial seal in Luoyang City. After getting the imperial seal, how can I not think about him?"

"What about before?"

"Yes, but I only thought about it when I was free. I didn't dare to think too much. I just hoped to kill Dong Zhuo as soon as possible, and then return to my own territory to manage it well. If Your Majesty can reward me for my merits, it would be even better."

"If you could choose, would you choose to find the imperial seal?"

Sun Jian glanced at him with a rather strange look.

"I'm afraid the Immortal doesn't quite understand the significance of the Seal of the Realm to mortals like us. Even if I have to do it again ten thousand times, I will choose to find the Seal of the Realm! Because I don't believe that I won't succeed once in ten thousand chances! Besides..."

Sun Jian stood up, turned around, and looked around carefully.

"Although I, Sun Wentai, have died today, the history books will still record that I once led the army to defeat Dong Zhuo, fought bravely, and won every battle! They will also record that I once possessed the imperial seal! Of course, I may become a laughing stock if I underestimate the enemy and rush forward rashly, but this cannot hide my bravery and achievements."

Turning back, he looked at Hong Chen and asked with bright eyes:
"What do you think, Immortal?"

Hong Chen nodded with a smile and said, "Who said Jiangnan is a talented general? The stars shine on the literary platform every night. If you want to kill Dong Zhuo and bring peace to the world, come as the governor of Changsha."

Sun Jian was stunned for a moment, then he put his hands on his hips, raised his head and laughed for a long time.

For a while.

"To be praised so highly by the gods, Wen Tai will die with no regrets!"

Sun Jian bowed and then sighed.

"I feel sorry for my wife and children at home. They are still young. I am afraid they will suffer a lot in the future."

"If you hadn't started the war, you could still be reunited with your wife and children."

"Haha, what the Immortal said is true. However, how can a man's ambition be confined to his house? Although I am dead, I have left behind a considerable family fortune. If the younger generation is brave and determined, they will eventually achieve great things! When that happens, you will respect me as your ancestor, which will be a great pleasure!"

"What if the younger generation can't do it either?"

"Then just blame them for being useless. What does it have to do with me?"

"understood."

Hong Chen thought for a moment and said, "I can help you to have a dream. You can tell your family about the unfinished business in the dream, but you are not allowed to mention me."

Sun Jian was overjoyed and bowed, "Thank you, Immortal!"

Hong Chen waved his hand to send Sun Jian away, and then he sat there for a long time without moving, allowing the soldiers to move around him and take away Sun Jian's body.

When there was no one left in the forest, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Master, Your Majesty, I think I understand."

This may not be a formal business trip, but a unique human practice.

At this moment, the golden nature in Hong Chen's true spirit, which was constantly tempered by the laws of swordsmanship, was obviously brighter than before he met Sun Jian.

mortal?

extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)