The first cause of all realms
Chapter 617 The wooden platform in Dayan Mountain!
Chapter 617 The wooden platform in Dayan Mountain!
Break my heart thief!
Across the window, the master and apprentice had different expressions, one was sad and the other was weeping.
"What kind of thief is not a thief?!"
But Liu Jing felt panicked, couldn't help shouting loudly, and opened and closed his five fingers, trying to grab Wang Mu's neck.
call!
Black iron chains bound the limbs, and hundred-forged steel nails pierced the pipa. Wang Muzhi's energy and blood at this time almost dropped to the level of ordinary people.
Facing the leader of the Eight Tigers of the two factories, Liu Jing's brazen attack had no room for resistance.
However, he just glanced at him indifferently, and the latter's spread fingers froze, and he stood there in a daze.
In a trance, I only felt that the light in front of my eyes was shining brightly, as if a round of scorching sun was rising from the east, blooming with unimaginable aura and power.
After he regained consciousness from the trance, he was already in a cold sweat, and looking again, Wang Muzhi had entered the prison without knowing when.
The two masters and apprentices, who hadn't seen each other for decades, sat opposite each other, treating themselves like air...
"Master Xu..."
The etiquette is very respectful, Wang Muzhi reported his homework to his teacher just like when he was a child:
"Since leaving you, for the first six years, my disciples studied Confucianism intensively, for the sixth year of middle school, my disciples sought Buddhahood, and for the last six years, I spent nights in Taoist temples.
For the last [-] years, I sat quietly on Wanxiang Mountain, learned from you, spread the essence and principles, and gradually, I felt something in my heart..."
Xu Wenji listened quietly, feeling relieved, nostalgic, and more, but it was still complicated.
"Actually, it's not a great truth. Many predecessors have also mentioned that it's just that what the disciples get is clearer and more suitable for me..."
Wang Muzhi's eyes were bright, and he didn't even mind that Liu Jing was outside, and he spoke calmly:
"In the world of mortals in life, there are many kinds of troubles. If you want to get the fruit of clarity, you must first break the thief in your heart."
"A thief in my heart."
Xu Wenji finally spoke:
"Is there a thief in my heart?"
"Following the king, you are the biggest 'thief' in your heart!"
Wang Muzhi blurted out and felt that he was speechless, but unexpectedly, the old man in front of him did not get angry, but just let out a long sigh:
"It's always better if one person and one family are the king. The family is the king... For 3000 years, it has always been like this. It is unknown..."
"It has always been like this, and it may not be right."
Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly:
"The world, after all, is the world of the people of the world. If one king is stupid, hundreds of millions of people will be buried for him. This is wrong, Master Xu!
Juemin walks the road, descends to the supervisor, and returns their blinded 'eyes', this is the greatest understanding that the disciples have gained over the years..."
"There is no distinction between teaching and learning, Juemin walks the way..."
Xu Wenji was silent for a long time before he said:
"So, you have chosen Yang Gui, who is proud and sympathetic, has the heart to revolutionize the world, but does not love power..."
"Master Xu knows me."
Wang Muzhi smiled:
"I also know that junior brother..."
"But how do you know that when the future hegemony can be expected, Yang prison won't change his mind?"
"Do your best, that's all."
Wang Muzhi looked back at the rolling sea of clouds:
"As you said, if Yang Prison in the future follows the path of ancient and modern emperors, it will be better than today, I don't know how much..."
The two masters and apprentices talked as if no one was there.
Liu Jing's patience was almost to the extreme. Hearing this rebellious master and apprentice, he was about to fight in, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and left.
Because, he sensed the fury of His Majesty's thunder in the Dao Palace.
Wang Muzhi closed his mouth in a timely manner, raised his hand to catch a ray of bright light, and after sensing it slightly, he sighed:
"Sirius, invaded."
"People in troubled times..."
Xu Wenji's expression was gloomy, he was sad but powerless, he was just an old rotten scholar...
"call!"
Wang Muzhi let out a breath of turbid air, closed his eyes and settled down, and emptied out the last ray of distracting thoughts:
"I'm still too slow, too slow..."
……
……
There are nine ways in the world, counting ten thousand dragons, there are ten ways in total, only Linlong way has two kings.
After the Battle of Liuji Mountain, Zhang Xuanba named the King of Zhao with his military achievements, added the word Xifu himself, retired to Lin'an Mansion, and did not compete with his elder brother for the throne of Linlong.
And his elder brother, Ren Linlong, did not live in Daocheng, but moved to the palace of the prince and Lin'an. Brothers and friends respected each other, and it was a good story for a while.
Linlong Dao is different from any other way in the world.
This was the first thought in Lu Qingting's mind when he came here.
At this time when the building is about to collapse, the troubled times are approaching, and all kinds of natural disasters are endless, even if it is as strong as Wanlong Road, and as prosperous as Jiangnan Road, there are many people in panic.
Kelin Longdao is different.
There are three prefectures, more than [-] prefectures, and hundreds of counties, and there is hardly a single bandit entrenched, and the rampage of horse bandits is even more out of reach.
For more than seventy years, there has been no chaos.
Lu Qingting, who came from Northwest Road, was deeply touched by such a prosperous atmosphere, but he was also very clear about the reason for all this.
It's not that the contemporary Linlong King is working hard to govern, but that in this Lin'an Mansion, there are stationed in the world's most powerful army Xuanjia Jingqi, as well as the world-leading general, Zhang Xuanba!
"Xifu King Zhao!"
Lu Qingting's heart throbbed very much.
He asked himself that his mind was calm, but when he was about to meet this current martial arts monument, a supremely strong man, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
But when Linlong King, who was dressed in regular clothes and had a refined aura, brought him to the backyard, he was stunned when he saw King Zhao of the Xifu, who looked like an old farmer, lying on a recliner and opening a book.
"It's easy to break a thief in the mountains, but it's hard to break a thief in the heart!"
The slightly admiring voice woke Lu Qingting out of his anxiety, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw the words "Wanxiang Mountain Man" on the cover of the book.
"Wang Muzhi, a native of Wanxiang Mountain?"
Lu Qingting's heart skipped a beat.
He seems to have read this book. It is said that many years ago, it also caused great waves among the scholars, but most of them were criticized and severely criticized.
"There is such a great talent in the world, it should be revealed!"
Henry Zhang untied the gourd around his waist, gulped down the wine, and made Linlong King smile bitterly:
"Second Uncle, your injury is still not healed, why are you drinking this 'Zuixian Niang' again?"
"The wine next to you is not intoxicating. If you don't drink this wine, what should you drink?"
Hearing this, the corners of Lu Qingting's eyes couldn't help twitching.
Zuixian Niang is not wine.
It is more like a highly poisonous liquid that can poison great masters. According to legend, if a large amount is taken, martial saints will be poisoned to death.
Using such a peerless poison as wine...
"It's the little Taoist priest from Xuankong Mountain! I heard that you came here on the order of that boy Yang, who..."
After drinking a gourd drunk fairy wine, Henry Zhang looked at Lu Qingting just now, before he finished a sentence, his heart was moved:
"what?"
boom!
Just raising his eyebrows and getting up with such a small movement, Lu Qingting's pupils could not help but shrink violently, and in a trance, he felt a sacred mountain rising in front of him.
So majestic and domineering...
"Hahaha!"
Linlong King was about to step forward to report the intrusion of the Sirius outside the Great Wall, when he was suddenly startled, and saw his second uncle's eyes suddenly lit up, and an indescribably powerful aura descended like a mountain in an instant.
Although it disappeared in just an instant, the breath that disappeared in a blink of an eye swept away the wind and snow all over the sky, and the snow inside and outside the palace melted, and it was like a light rain.
pat!
Lu Qingting staggered back, but as soon as he retreated, he felt the package on his chest tremble and fell between Henry Zhang's outstretched fingers.
He looked down, his expression couldn't help being a little moved, with joy, as if he saw the same kind, and laughed loudly:
"So old-fashioned, so old-fashioned..."
……
……
Huhu~
In Dayan Mountain, the wind and snow were quite high, and Ying Li'er tremblingly walked towards the small courtyard in the wind and snow, as if in spring.
"Grandma, grandma..."
Her voice was stammering, and the great panic made her almost want to run away, but she could only bite the bullet and wait.
"Xiao Li'er? Here you go, come in."
Old and kind, the voice of the old woman came from the house, like a conversation between grandparents and grandchildren, very warm.
But Yingli'er's heart was beating like a drum, his mouth was parched, and he moved step by step, terrified to the extreme.
squeak ~
She pushed the door and entered, unexpectedly, the inside of the hut was not as scary as she imagined, it was just an ordinary hut.
The only thing that stands out is that there is a small wooden platform in the house, on which stands a small figure made of grass and wood, with a piece of yellow paper on its back, a dark red lamp on its head, and a dark black lamp under its feet.
And on the flag tied with the grass figurine, there is also an ancient book full of strange patterns.
The old woman with white hair and stooped figure walked around the wooden platform without haste, chanting words.
Looking at it, Ying Li'er couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, she felt endless grievances screaming and screaming in front of her, her legs went limp and she fell to the ground, she was extremely scared.
"grandmother……"
The old woman ignored her, but walked around 49 times slowly, and burned the two talisman papers held between her hands.
Only then did he come back to his senses, and looked at her kindly:
"Little Li'er, you are just wondering what grandma is doing?"
"No, no, dare not..."
Ying Li'er's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"This is a book of spells in our holy religion called 'Book of Nailheaded Arrows'. It is extremely powerful. Unfortunately, it takes at least seven years to cast it once to set up a difficult situation..."
"Grandma, grandma..."
Yingli'er became more and more frightened and uneasy.
"Would you like to help grandma?"
"Why, how can I help..."
Yingli'er suppressed the fear in his heart.
Of course she knew about the Nailhead and Arrow Book, among the strange and strange spell books in the teaching, this class was ranked among the top three, and it was a spell book that only had a stable name, without any books or inheritance.
"This kerosene is not enough, can you help grandma, add some kerosene..."
"ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, Ying Li'er couldn't bear the fear any longer, and turned to run away, but when she turned around, a wrinkled palm had already covered her face.
Then, with a light pinch and a draw, a wisp of ghost splits itself into two oil lamps on the head and feet of the straw man.
"call!"
The old woman exhaled lightly, and the female corpse, which had not yet collapsed, had already turned into a pink and tender kitten amidst the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
Gently lifting the cat corpse, the old woman turned around slowly, looked at the six arrows of grass and trees neatly arranged in front of the straw man, and said to herself:
"One more..."
Good night everyone...
(End of this chapter)
Break my heart thief!
Across the window, the master and apprentice had different expressions, one was sad and the other was weeping.
"What kind of thief is not a thief?!"
But Liu Jing felt panicked, couldn't help shouting loudly, and opened and closed his five fingers, trying to grab Wang Mu's neck.
call!
Black iron chains bound the limbs, and hundred-forged steel nails pierced the pipa. Wang Muzhi's energy and blood at this time almost dropped to the level of ordinary people.
Facing the leader of the Eight Tigers of the two factories, Liu Jing's brazen attack had no room for resistance.
However, he just glanced at him indifferently, and the latter's spread fingers froze, and he stood there in a daze.
In a trance, I only felt that the light in front of my eyes was shining brightly, as if a round of scorching sun was rising from the east, blooming with unimaginable aura and power.
After he regained consciousness from the trance, he was already in a cold sweat, and looking again, Wang Muzhi had entered the prison without knowing when.
The two masters and apprentices, who hadn't seen each other for decades, sat opposite each other, treating themselves like air...
"Master Xu..."
The etiquette is very respectful, Wang Muzhi reported his homework to his teacher just like when he was a child:
"Since leaving you, for the first six years, my disciples studied Confucianism intensively, for the sixth year of middle school, my disciples sought Buddhahood, and for the last six years, I spent nights in Taoist temples.
For the last [-] years, I sat quietly on Wanxiang Mountain, learned from you, spread the essence and principles, and gradually, I felt something in my heart..."
Xu Wenji listened quietly, feeling relieved, nostalgic, and more, but it was still complicated.
"Actually, it's not a great truth. Many predecessors have also mentioned that it's just that what the disciples get is clearer and more suitable for me..."
Wang Muzhi's eyes were bright, and he didn't even mind that Liu Jing was outside, and he spoke calmly:
"In the world of mortals in life, there are many kinds of troubles. If you want to get the fruit of clarity, you must first break the thief in your heart."
"A thief in my heart."
Xu Wenji finally spoke:
"Is there a thief in my heart?"
"Following the king, you are the biggest 'thief' in your heart!"
Wang Muzhi blurted out and felt that he was speechless, but unexpectedly, the old man in front of him did not get angry, but just let out a long sigh:
"It's always better if one person and one family are the king. The family is the king... For 3000 years, it has always been like this. It is unknown..."
"It has always been like this, and it may not be right."
Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly:
"The world, after all, is the world of the people of the world. If one king is stupid, hundreds of millions of people will be buried for him. This is wrong, Master Xu!
Juemin walks the road, descends to the supervisor, and returns their blinded 'eyes', this is the greatest understanding that the disciples have gained over the years..."
"There is no distinction between teaching and learning, Juemin walks the way..."
Xu Wenji was silent for a long time before he said:
"So, you have chosen Yang Gui, who is proud and sympathetic, has the heart to revolutionize the world, but does not love power..."
"Master Xu knows me."
Wang Muzhi smiled:
"I also know that junior brother..."
"But how do you know that when the future hegemony can be expected, Yang prison won't change his mind?"
"Do your best, that's all."
Wang Muzhi looked back at the rolling sea of clouds:
"As you said, if Yang Prison in the future follows the path of ancient and modern emperors, it will be better than today, I don't know how much..."
The two masters and apprentices talked as if no one was there.
Liu Jing's patience was almost to the extreme. Hearing this rebellious master and apprentice, he was about to fight in, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and left.
Because, he sensed the fury of His Majesty's thunder in the Dao Palace.
Wang Muzhi closed his mouth in a timely manner, raised his hand to catch a ray of bright light, and after sensing it slightly, he sighed:
"Sirius, invaded."
"People in troubled times..."
Xu Wenji's expression was gloomy, he was sad but powerless, he was just an old rotten scholar...
"call!"
Wang Muzhi let out a breath of turbid air, closed his eyes and settled down, and emptied out the last ray of distracting thoughts:
"I'm still too slow, too slow..."
……
……
There are nine ways in the world, counting ten thousand dragons, there are ten ways in total, only Linlong way has two kings.
After the Battle of Liuji Mountain, Zhang Xuanba named the King of Zhao with his military achievements, added the word Xifu himself, retired to Lin'an Mansion, and did not compete with his elder brother for the throne of Linlong.
And his elder brother, Ren Linlong, did not live in Daocheng, but moved to the palace of the prince and Lin'an. Brothers and friends respected each other, and it was a good story for a while.
Linlong Dao is different from any other way in the world.
This was the first thought in Lu Qingting's mind when he came here.
At this time when the building is about to collapse, the troubled times are approaching, and all kinds of natural disasters are endless, even if it is as strong as Wanlong Road, and as prosperous as Jiangnan Road, there are many people in panic.
Kelin Longdao is different.
There are three prefectures, more than [-] prefectures, and hundreds of counties, and there is hardly a single bandit entrenched, and the rampage of horse bandits is even more out of reach.
For more than seventy years, there has been no chaos.
Lu Qingting, who came from Northwest Road, was deeply touched by such a prosperous atmosphere, but he was also very clear about the reason for all this.
It's not that the contemporary Linlong King is working hard to govern, but that in this Lin'an Mansion, there are stationed in the world's most powerful army Xuanjia Jingqi, as well as the world-leading general, Zhang Xuanba!
"Xifu King Zhao!"
Lu Qingting's heart throbbed very much.
He asked himself that his mind was calm, but when he was about to meet this current martial arts monument, a supremely strong man, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
But when Linlong King, who was dressed in regular clothes and had a refined aura, brought him to the backyard, he was stunned when he saw King Zhao of the Xifu, who looked like an old farmer, lying on a recliner and opening a book.
"It's easy to break a thief in the mountains, but it's hard to break a thief in the heart!"
The slightly admiring voice woke Lu Qingting out of his anxiety, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw the words "Wanxiang Mountain Man" on the cover of the book.
"Wang Muzhi, a native of Wanxiang Mountain?"
Lu Qingting's heart skipped a beat.
He seems to have read this book. It is said that many years ago, it also caused great waves among the scholars, but most of them were criticized and severely criticized.
"There is such a great talent in the world, it should be revealed!"
Henry Zhang untied the gourd around his waist, gulped down the wine, and made Linlong King smile bitterly:
"Second Uncle, your injury is still not healed, why are you drinking this 'Zuixian Niang' again?"
"The wine next to you is not intoxicating. If you don't drink this wine, what should you drink?"
Hearing this, the corners of Lu Qingting's eyes couldn't help twitching.
Zuixian Niang is not wine.
It is more like a highly poisonous liquid that can poison great masters. According to legend, if a large amount is taken, martial saints will be poisoned to death.
Using such a peerless poison as wine...
"It's the little Taoist priest from Xuankong Mountain! I heard that you came here on the order of that boy Yang, who..."
After drinking a gourd drunk fairy wine, Henry Zhang looked at Lu Qingting just now, before he finished a sentence, his heart was moved:
"what?"
boom!
Just raising his eyebrows and getting up with such a small movement, Lu Qingting's pupils could not help but shrink violently, and in a trance, he felt a sacred mountain rising in front of him.
So majestic and domineering...
"Hahaha!"
Linlong King was about to step forward to report the intrusion of the Sirius outside the Great Wall, when he was suddenly startled, and saw his second uncle's eyes suddenly lit up, and an indescribably powerful aura descended like a mountain in an instant.
Although it disappeared in just an instant, the breath that disappeared in a blink of an eye swept away the wind and snow all over the sky, and the snow inside and outside the palace melted, and it was like a light rain.
pat!
Lu Qingting staggered back, but as soon as he retreated, he felt the package on his chest tremble and fell between Henry Zhang's outstretched fingers.
He looked down, his expression couldn't help being a little moved, with joy, as if he saw the same kind, and laughed loudly:
"So old-fashioned, so old-fashioned..."
……
……
Huhu~
In Dayan Mountain, the wind and snow were quite high, and Ying Li'er tremblingly walked towards the small courtyard in the wind and snow, as if in spring.
"Grandma, grandma..."
Her voice was stammering, and the great panic made her almost want to run away, but she could only bite the bullet and wait.
"Xiao Li'er? Here you go, come in."
Old and kind, the voice of the old woman came from the house, like a conversation between grandparents and grandchildren, very warm.
But Yingli'er's heart was beating like a drum, his mouth was parched, and he moved step by step, terrified to the extreme.
squeak ~
She pushed the door and entered, unexpectedly, the inside of the hut was not as scary as she imagined, it was just an ordinary hut.
The only thing that stands out is that there is a small wooden platform in the house, on which stands a small figure made of grass and wood, with a piece of yellow paper on its back, a dark red lamp on its head, and a dark black lamp under its feet.
And on the flag tied with the grass figurine, there is also an ancient book full of strange patterns.
The old woman with white hair and stooped figure walked around the wooden platform without haste, chanting words.
Looking at it, Ying Li'er couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, she felt endless grievances screaming and screaming in front of her, her legs went limp and she fell to the ground, she was extremely scared.
"grandmother……"
The old woman ignored her, but walked around 49 times slowly, and burned the two talisman papers held between her hands.
Only then did he come back to his senses, and looked at her kindly:
"Little Li'er, you are just wondering what grandma is doing?"
"No, no, dare not..."
Ying Li'er's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"This is a book of spells in our holy religion called 'Book of Nailheaded Arrows'. It is extremely powerful. Unfortunately, it takes at least seven years to cast it once to set up a difficult situation..."
"Grandma, grandma..."
Yingli'er became more and more frightened and uneasy.
"Would you like to help grandma?"
"Why, how can I help..."
Yingli'er suppressed the fear in his heart.
Of course she knew about the Nailhead and Arrow Book, among the strange and strange spell books in the teaching, this class was ranked among the top three, and it was a spell book that only had a stable name, without any books or inheritance.
"This kerosene is not enough, can you help grandma, add some kerosene..."
"ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, Ying Li'er couldn't bear the fear any longer, and turned to run away, but when she turned around, a wrinkled palm had already covered her face.
Then, with a light pinch and a draw, a wisp of ghost splits itself into two oil lamps on the head and feet of the straw man.
"call!"
The old woman exhaled lightly, and the female corpse, which had not yet collapsed, had already turned into a pink and tender kitten amidst the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
Gently lifting the cat corpse, the old woman turned around slowly, looked at the six arrows of grass and trees neatly arranged in front of the straw man, and said to herself:
"One more..."
Good night everyone...
(End of this chapter)
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