King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 92

After chatting with Monk Yuantong for a while, Zhang Daoyi turned around and left, and along the way he returned the altar scriptures to Yuantong. Although they were destined to be enemies, Zhang Daoyi would not covet his things for no reason, he said he just took them Shenwu will do what he says, and it will be another matter when he comes to destroy the mountain and destroy the temple to snatch this thing in the future.

After Zhang Dao left, Monk Xuanhui suddenly spoke and asked, "May I ask my uncle, what level has this layman reached now? Why does he seem to be absent in my induction, and he seems to be everywhere?"

Hearing Xuanhui's doubts, Monk Yuantong pondered for a moment before opening his mouth, and said, "He is now in the state of mind of a saint, and the cultivation level of the supreme master is like a saint but not a saint. He can barely be regarded as a semi-saint!"

"After the sage, man and nature are in harmony, and nature is everywhere."

After listening to Monk Yuantong's words, Xuanhui frowned, a little confused, and asked, "I only know that one can become a saint after writing the scriptures and establishing the Tao. As for having a sacred heart before becoming a saint, I have never heard of such a thing."

"You don't know, does it mean that there is no such thing as Master Huineng, the Sixth Patriarch of Buddhism, just like Layman Zhang, who has realized the Sacred Heart before he became a saint. It's just that this matter is extremely secret and unknown!"

After hearing Monk Yuantong's explanation, Xuan Hui got up slowly, bowed to Monk Yuantong, and said, "You have been taught!"

The wide Qingshi street can accommodate four cars running in parallel. The uniform houses line up on both sides. People come and go on the street, acrobats, singers, and all kinds of street vendors, which together constitute the prosperity of Luoyang City.

Zhang Daoyi was walking on the street, listening to the noisy voices in his ears, and wandering aimlessly. Since he came to Luoyang, he has been nesting in the Jingnian Temple. Discussing the Tao with Monk Yuantong, he hardly ever wandered around Luoyang City.

Unlike Chang'an City, which was already full of turmoil and turmoil, it was still peaceful and peaceful, and the war outside did not affect this place.

In this era of separatist regimes and wars, this is a pure land. There is no war or disaster, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

"It's a pity that the prosperity here may not be able to last for long!" Zhang Daoyi sighed slightly when he saw the blooming flowers in Luoyang City.

The prosperity and tranquility here are just the harbingers before the storm. Now the world's heroes are gearing up to seize the throne of the emperor and sit on the ninety-five supremacy.

Fighting for dragons is accompanied by endless wars. Sooner or later, the flames of war will spread to this place. Although the place is peaceful now, when countless refugees flood here, the prosperity and peace will be broken.

"Now that Yang Guang is still here, and the Sui Dynasty has not yet fallen, all the heroes of the world are waiting and watching. If one day Yang Guang is not around, that is the time for the heroes of the world to make a move. You must know that Yang Guang has no descendants now. Once he dies, the world will be destroyed." I'm afraid there will be chaos immediately."

"Yang Guang used to be powerless, but no one wanted to kill him just because no one wanted to be that early bird. If anyone dared to kill Yang Guang at that time, I am afraid that all the anti-kings would fight in an instant. In the name of King Qin, to avenge Yang Guang, the rebellion must be justified."

"At that time, Yang Guang will have no empress, so he can use the yellow robe to add on his body, give way and persuade three times, and finally sit on the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme."

With Zhang Daoyi's wisdom, he has already thought through many things. Unfortunately, now that Yang Guang has changed from an ant to a giant dragon, he is no longer a target to be slaughtered.

And as long as Yang Guang survives for a day, if they raise troops, they will only be rebels, which is hard to win the hearts of the people. They don't know that even the Buddhist sect will play the trick of choosing the emperor in Luoyang to win the hearts of the people.

"It can only be said that the world is impermanent!" Thinking of the current situation in the world, Zhang Daoyi murmured to himself.

Originally, he was already prepared to give up the big tree of the Sui Dynasty. At most, he would keep the blood of the Yang family alive. At the beginning, he had no idea of ​​helping to calm the world. At that time, Yang Guang was too incompetent. No matter how strong he was, he was still a mud If you can't support the wall, it's hard to make a big deal.

But now that Yang Guang is united with the remaining consciousness of the original demon, both in wisdom and force, Zhang Daoyi has the intention to help Yang Guang calm the world.

When Yang Guang pacifies the world, he can use the power of the imperial court to gather all kinds of capable people and strangers, collect all kinds of Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures and magic skills from all over the world, and combine the wisdom of everyone to open the way for himself.

To attain the Holy Way requires extensive wisdom and countless accumulations, and Zhang Daoyi’s wisdom is not particularly top-notch, but he is good at learning. If a person’s wisdom is not enough, he will use the number of people to pile up. In this way, the Holy Way Can be expected.

"If it wasn't for the fact that my heart is too big and the way I want to establish is too strong, I can prove the holy way in an instant!"

Although Dao has no high or low, it is strong and weak. The more it contains and the wider it contains, the stronger it will naturally be. And with Zhang Daoyi's mind, he will naturally not be perfunctory.

"To prove my way, it seems that in the future it is necessary to fight against the heroes of the world!"

Zhang Daoyi has already met his own future, and it must be a road full of thorns and blood. On this road, there will be the blood of the enemy and his own blood.

"The road of practice, either don't take it, or I will take the strongest one!"

For the future road, Zhang Daoyi has been completely clear, the road ahead is bumpy, but he will take great strides forward.

Suddenly Zhang Daoyi sensed the aura of an acquaintance in the vast crowd, he smiled slightly, turned his direction, and prepared to meet this acquaintance for a while.

But at a distance of a hundred steps, a teahouse appeared in front of Zhang Daoyi. The teahouse was as high as three floors and looked very old. It can be seen that it has a long history. The big characters "Liu Xianju".

Going up to the third floor of the teahouse, Zhang Daoyi went straight to a table by the window. In front of that table, a graceful beauty in a white dress sat holding a sword.

There were quite a few guests on the third floor of the teahouse. Seeing Zhang Daoyi approaching the beauty in white, they all focused their attention on Zhang Daoyi, wanting to see his jokes. Before that, several so-called sons had made a fool of themselves in front of her.

But what surprised everyone was that Zhang Daoyi walked in front of the beauty in white without hindrance. Many people who wanted to see a joke about this person felt a little disappointed.

Before, they saw with their own eyes that a few rich men wanted to strike up a conversation, but in the end they seemed to be possessed, shaking off all the embarrassing things about themselves since they were young, even when they peed on the bed several times when they were young. .

After a few brave rich men became pawns, no one dared to strike up a conversation with them anymore. They were all shameless people, and it was worse than killing them to tell those things in front of everyone.

　Thank you for the reward of 100 starting coins from the book friend Yiqu Liushang, and thank you for the 100 starting coins from the book friend Chess God, thank you for your support!

　　
　
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