Ordinary Dharma arrays need a little energy and spirit. Those with great effectiveness may have to sprinkle some blood, and those who play a lot may need some sacrifices. For example, Daxi palace, it's estimated that it's not worth one or two lives. This can't be done.

The point is, whose life?

"At that time, the words of a national master to determine the capital and establish the name of the country caused great dissatisfaction and doubt among many courtiers. Before that, master Zhemin, the host of Limin temple with many believers, condemned the national master for misleading the public, accused him of excessive interference in state affairs, led a group of believers, ministers and people into the national master hall, and asked him to be bound at the gate of the country and executed in public."

"Execution?"

"Yes, fire. Wash the sins of the national master with fire, and dispel his curse on Daxi with fire."

"The national master's curse on Daxi? Where do you start?"

"There's no need to add guilt. It's just that the power of national teachers has soared with the support of the emperor, and the status of other religions is declining day by day. Master Zhemin is actually just a pawn of many powers. What they hide behind is the division of forces under the imperial power."

Mu Yun was silent. In fact, this kind of internal fighting is very common throughout the history at home and abroad.

Who is the emperor will not only affect a family, but also the forces under his power will quarrel with each other. Whoever is more favored and who will lose power will affect the party they represent.

In the final analysis, religious belief is just a means used by those in power to confuse the people. There are many real practitioners in Taoism, Buddhism and so on, but real practitioners do not tangle with parties for power, nor pursue fame and gain for power.

But their followers acted in their name, and in the end it became a religious struggle.

"Then what? Was the National Teacher burned alive?"

"No, because the emperor stood up, he overcame public opinion and saved the national teacher."

"Is the emperor's words so useful?"

Mu Yun shrugged his shoulders and stood up to keep the national teacher from the beginning. He didn't stand up until he was bound and burned to death, did he brush his sense of existence?

"The national master was saved. Similarly, all his disciples were dissolved. Since then, the Tianshi gate has completely disappeared. He will not enter the court and interfere in state affairs all his life."

"Tianshi gate?!"

Mu Yun was stunned. Isn't this, isn't this the fucking sect he followed?

It turned out that the national master was his own ancestor?

If the imperial system has been handed down, he, the 365th generation of Tianshi gate, will one day take the position of national teacher, just like ah Li now.

"Why, have you heard of it?"

The national master was a little surprised. After all, since Daxi established the country, the Tianshi gate has been obliterated. In order to avoid suspicion and make the stability of the imperial power not questioned, their ancestors admonished not to accept disciples.

But that's just what the world thinks on the face of it.

The truth is that Tianshi school has changed its face, does not recruit disciples widely, and only selects gifted children as heirs to cultivate. However, it is not easy for a sect that does not exist in the world to receive suitable disciples?

When it was his generation's turn, there were only a few people in Tianshi sect, and their qualifications were much worse than before.

"Well... Know something."

Mu Yun smiled awkwardly, didn't confess his identity, just raised his hand to the national teacher and said, "you continue."

Without doubt, the national master continued to talk about the role of Tianshi school in Daxi country.

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