The first cause of all realms

Chapter 525 Exploring the Sea of ​​Laws
From day to sunset, except for an hour of rest at noon, Yang Prison hardly stopped, and the efficiency of the case resolution was enough to make anyone dumbfounded.

Being in Yanzhou and holding the book of the underworld in his hand, there is no such thing as complicated and difficult cases for him.

You don't even need to compare the documents, send yamen servants to interrogate and investigate, just scan the Mingshu with your thoughts, and you can clearly understand the life history and deeds of the people under the hall, and the rest is nothing but punishment.

The authority of the immortal gods is something that no one can fathom.

If life and death are in hand, even the job of the county magistrate can't be done, and it is in vain to be the treasure of the underworld.

During this process, Yang Qiu always kept his mind on, perceiving the changes in the dark, and with the punishment of various cases, his mind gradually shimmered.

Observing precepts is not a matter of a thought, nor is it an empty slogan. It is to sum up a set of behavioral principles from the inside out.

"Keep the precepts and be clear."

Another shot of the gavel, looking at the gray-faced prisoner, Yang prison felt rippling in his heart.

Suddenly, he thought of an extremely rare way of keeping precepts in Taoism.

'Good work! '

To become a fairy, accumulate good deeds.

This is an extremely ancient and uncommon way of keeping precepts in Daoist scriptures.

At the earliest, when Yang Yu saw it, he still couldn't understand it. He didn't know that in the chapter on induction, "those who want to be immortals should establish [-] good deeds; those who want to be immortals on earth should establish three hundred good deeds." 'The true meaning.

What's more, they can't understand the relationship between good deeds in the world and becoming immortals.

But when he came to this juncture, he realized that the ancient immortal seekers did good deeds, and the "good deeds" they got were not bestowed by heaven, nor did they come from ordinary gratitude, nor were they requested by some great emperor and saint.

Instead, observe the precepts and understand the mind!

Therefore, good deeds correspond to evil results. Therefore, there are also words, three hundred good things for those who become immortals, and eight hundred evil things for those who become demons.

Do not do good to be good, do not do evil to be evil, good and evil come from the heart.

In the legend, it is even more useful to do good deeds, even though they are good, they will not be rewarded!If you do evil unintentionally, you will not be punished even though you are evil! '.

The good and evil here have nothing to do with others, and the rewards and punishments here are all in one's own heart.

But what he did at this time, faintly, had a lot of agreement with it.

"Is this the same goal by different routes?"

Yang prison was chewing something in his heart, and the gavel fell heavily, ending the day's punishment.

A group of yamen servants seemed to have received an amnesty, saying that the 'mighty' receded, and all the people outside the inner yamen also dispersed. Some people vented their anger, some applauded, but more people only used what happened today as a talking point.

call!
Yang Qiu walked out of the lobby slowly.

But at this time, the sky was dark, and under the night, there were only stars, the bright moon, and the light of snow.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing Yang prison come out, Qi Wensheng and others bowed down in unison. The "Master Uncle" was much more sincere and convincing than before.

"Master Uncle's supernatural power, to subdue Yanzhou alone, will definitely shake the world..."

Qi Wen made a long obeisance, sincerely convinced.

Of course, he had heard about the martial arts of this little uncle, but although he was not weak in martial arts, he always considered himself a Confucian scholar.

Therefore, what he saw today, he was even more shocked when he judged the case.

During the day, they were not idle either. They were also visiting when Yang Prison settled the case, and they finally came to an astonishing conclusion.

Although the evaluation method used by this little martial uncle is very different from the current one, he can solve hundreds of cases every day without missing a single mistake!

The horror in the meantime, the onlookers don't understand, how could they not understand?

"This world is too busy. When the vibration comes, the vibration goes."

Yang Yu was dumbfounded.

These days, he has heard too many similar flattery.

"Uh……"

Qi Wensheng was at a loss for words.

"You and I are also our own people, nonsense, so there is no need to say more. To control the chaos, we must first deal with the officials. Yanzhou City has been in chaos for many years, and the government has collapsed. You are all disciples of Wanxiang Mountain. What should I do, don't I need to say more? "

Yang prison was not polite.

With his current martial arts, it is not empty talk to form an army with one person, but it is easy for one person to attack a city, but difficult for one person to shepherd a city.

Yanzhou is also a large state. Even though it suffered from wars, its population is tens of millions. Not to mention him, even a martial artist is also lacking in skills.

Employing people is inevitable.

Compared with the grass on the wall lying at Yan Dongjun's feet in the city, these Confucian scholars in Wanxiang Mountain are naturally much more reliable.

"The disciple understands."

With a respectful expression, Qi Wensheng bowed to his disciples: "I have come here, and I have passed a message to all my brothers and sisters. It will take 20 days at the earliest, or two months at the earliest."

Having said that, he paused slightly before saying:

"Before that, I still need help..."

"According to your."

Yang Yu nodded, there was nothing wrong with it.

"in this way……"

Qi Wensheng heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the group of Confucian scholars behind him:
"Don't sleep tonight, be sure to read the city's Chinese books as soon as possible, and get familiar with Yanzhou city affairs!"

"I'll wait to understand!"

A group of Confucian scholars were high-spirited and energetic.

They had waited too long for this day, and they were already eager to try it without asking.

Seeing this, Yang Jue nodded in his heart, but he also made it clear:

"Although you are from the Wanxiang Mountain Gate, Yanzhou City can't stand the toss. I can delegate power to you, but if there are people who do anything wrong..."

The second half of the sentence was not uttered, but the hearts of everyone present were all terrified, and they bowed and lowered their heads:

"I will live up to my uncle's orders."

No one would doubt the importance of this little uncle in front of him.

This one, who was born as an executioner, is really a master of swordsman who is proficient in Ling Chi...

……

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"The prologue to the great world!"

The cold wind fluttered, blowing the corner of the python robe, standing on the top of the mountains, Xue Dilong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky in the distance.

He saw that endless evil spirits soared into the sky, like a magnificent forest of evil spirits, infecting all parts of the sky, Daming Nine Dao, Wanlong Dao, and even the farther outside the pass.

On the ground, dragons and snakes rise together.

Some are dormant in the wild, or the dragon is in the abyss, or stretch its wings, or show its fangs, showing ferociousness...

And the place where he stares is not inside the pass, but outside the pass.

Exhausting the wonder of hope and the essence of supernatural powers, he faintly saw that there were two huge monsters infested with blood at the extremely distant pass.

On the towering divine peak, in the majestic temple, a white elephant with blood-stained fangs tramples on mountains and rivers, throws its nose and hisses...

Between the white mountains and the black waters, a black dragon stretches above the ground and surpasses the sky, connecting the sky and the earth. Surrounded by endless evil and brutality, it is as big and fierce as a pillar of heaven...

"Fan Ruyi, Montenegro old demon..."

There was a ripple in Xue Dilong's heart, and immediately, he exhaled foul air.

Turning around, at the bottom of the mountain, someone came in a hurry, after a few ups and downs, he had reached the top of the mountain not far away, bowed slightly, and reported:
"My lord, Yan Dongjun, is dead."

"Ok?"

Xue Dilong frowned, turned his head again, and looked to the northwest, and saw red fire like a waterfall among the mountains, rushing against the sky, turning into a vast ocean, like a violent thundercloud.

Faintly, there seems to be a huge monster conceived in it.

"This is?"

Xue Dilong's eyes froze, suddenly, his heart seemed to be exploded by thunder, he couldn't stop his figure from trembling, and crushed the rock under his feet.

Looking up again, dirty blood dripped from the seven orifices...

"grown ups?"

The visitor turned pale with shock.

"good very good."

Gently wiping away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, Xue Dilong smiled, with an incomprehensible meaning.

"Sir, are you?"

The visitor looked nervous and looked around, not knowing what happened.

"nothing."

Xue Dilong waved his hand, motioning for him to continue.

"...Shortly after Meng Hanguang's retreat, that Yang prison went to the Northwest Road. With his own strength, he broke Yan Dongjun's momentum of breaking the army and killed him in the chaos..."

"Yang Prison."

Xue Dilong interrupted him, his eyes became deep:

"Xingkong, at Xu Wenji's place, is there something wrong?"

"Xu Wenji? After His Majesty sent him to prison, most of the officials were begging for him, but they didn't want to, didn't want His Majesty to directly send Liu Jing to beat all the ministers out of the palace..."

Mo Xingkong's mouth twitched.

This matter is him, and he feels a little difficult to adapt to.

"It's a pity, this old guy, escaped again..."

Xue Dilong felt a little pity.

"what?"

Mo Xingkong was a little puzzled: "Then Xu Wenji's letter to scold His Majesty is a crime of disrespect, how could Your Majesty..."

"Before His Majesty goes out to fight, no one can rescue Xu Wenji."

Xue Dilong didn't explain, but ordered lightly:

"In addition, you take a round light mirror and tell Fang Zhenghao that the result of breaking the army is in Yanzhou and in the hands of Yang Yu, and you also tell him about Ma Longtu's actions..."

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After several years of turmoil, Yanzhou City's official administration has already collapsed. Yan Dongjun was born as a bandit, and his mind was mostly on fighting.

Even with Qi Wensheng leading more than a dozen people, it took three full days to get things straightened out.

The pressure on Yang prison has been greatly reduced, but he is still rising every day, opening at sunrise and closing at sunset.

With the remaining pages of the Ming Book in hand, and being familiar with the process of sentencing and punishment, his judgments became faster and faster, from top to bottom, from the squire to the ruffian, he thoroughly cleaned it.

And in his heart, the originally elusive spiritual light gradually took shape.

After leaving the hall another day, Yang Jue returned to the Houya, first summoned Qi Wensheng to explain as usual, and then sat alone in the room quietly, lighting a hard-won 'Pure Heart Incense'.

This incense also expels distracting thoughts and has the ability to meditate. Although it is far inferior to the "clear spirit incense" that only God has, it is also of the top grade. He also found a stick from Yan Dongjun's storage room.

call!
While the fragrance was lingering, Yang Jue slowly closed his eyes.

hum!
With a single thought, in the cauldron of gluttony, Zijin Gourd, Longyuan Ghost Slaying Sword, and Seal of Suppressing Evil all shuddered.

During the magnificent work, that extremely mysterious ancient scroll resurfaced in his mind.

call!
Without hesitation, go straight in.

In less than an instant, the light and shadow in front of him changed, and what reappeared was still that piece, deep and vast, endless, as big as the boundless cosmic sea of ​​stars.

Vitality is bleak, cold and lonely, there is no difference between up and down, left and right

Exactly, it contains boundless mysteries, the legendary land of immortals and Buddhas, the sea of ​​laws.

"Observing the precepts, is it considered an introduction?"

Yang Yue raised his hand.

Scattered light spots lingered around his arms, tightly entangled, like a chain.

One end is myself,

On the other side, also myself.

　Goodnight, everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)