I have a role in the heavens

Cang looked moved, looked at King Chuzhuang, and said in surprise.

"Fellow Taoist is cruel. He took away the national destiny of Chu State to make up for himself. From then on, Chu State will surely decline and become a small country. If you are not careful, you will perish!"

When the King of Chuzhuang saw that the Taoist saint Cang had stopped and knew that the other party would not take action again, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the other party with great fear, and said extremely coldly.

"The Kingdom of Chu prospered because of me, and now it is defeated because of me. This is also a cycle of cause and effect, and it is not considered cruel!"

The King of Chuzhuang was a standard ambitious person, selfish and self-centered, and he didn't care about it.

Cang didn't say any more, but turned his eyes to Duke Huan of Qi and Lu Xiaobai, who was watching. Black and white were clear, and a flash of thought flashed in his clear eyes. He stretched out his hand, and the black and yellow exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth fell into his palm. The legal principles poured out and turned into threads. The silk threads were crystal clear and covered with dense talismans and incantations. They were intertwined and intertwined with each other to form a web of legal principles.

Everyone looked at Cang's actions in confusion. They didn't understand what he was going to do, and they didn't dare to disturb him. They just stayed aside quietly.

With the French net perfected, Cang then raised his head and looked up to the nine heavens. His eyes were like torches. A mysterious place floated in his eyes. This was the sea of ​​law and the depths of heaven. His eyes bloomed with divine light, and his whole body shone brightly. The French net then appeared. Melting into the void, he fell into the sea of ​​law. The water was turbulent and the waves were turbulent. It was difficult for the law to blend in. He drifted with the current and was about to be torn apart by the huge waves.

Cang lowered his head and glanced at the exquisite black and yellow pagoda of heaven and earth in his hand. He tossed it casually and the pagoda appeared above the sea of ​​dharma. It fell suddenly and suppressed the world. In an instant, the sea was calm and the law slowly faded, blended into it and disappeared.

The Dao of Heaven is vast, and the Sea of ​​Dharma is tyrannical. Although the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth was only suppressed for a moment, it was still seriously damaged. Cracks appeared on the tower, and it collapsed suddenly, turning into the aura of merit and virtue that filled the sky, and disappeared into the depths of the vast sea. at.

Immediately, all the monks and warriors in this world felt something in their hearts. The Taoist saint cared for all living beings and sympathized with the world. He carved a law in the way of heaven with his merits and principles. In the future, immortal monks are not allowed to interfere in the replacement of dynasties in the human world, and they are not allowed to extract the luck of human beings. Violators will be punished by God!

"What a magical power and good means. He is truly worthy of being the number one sage in a hundred schools of thought and the ancestor of Taoism!"

Meng Qi was extremely amazed and sighed repeatedly. Jiang Zhiwei and others also showed admiration in their eyes. Such a feat was worthy of a saint.

The King of Chuzhuang, Duke Huan of Qi, looked livid. Cang's behavior had completely excluded the Six Hegemons of Spring and Autumn Period from humanity. In the future, he was afraid that he would not be able to interfere in the national destiny of other countries. If the dynasty changed, he would not even be able to protect his own country.

"From now on, humanity will flourish, hundreds of schools of thought will contend, and humanity will shine brightly!"

Meng Qi's eyes flashed with wisdom. When saints emerged, immortality declined, and humanity naturally regained its mind. From now on, all the disciples from hundreds of schools of thought will no longer have any constraints. They will dominate the times, preach to other countries, and compete for the orthodoxy of the world.

"Daozu has good tricks, we are willing to accept the defeat, we will see you later!"

Duke Huan of Qi and King Zhuang of Chu looked at each other. The matter had come to this, and there was nothing they could do. Their figures became ethereal and disappeared in place.

Cang was indifferent to their words, with a calm expression on his face, he lowered his figure and landed in front of Jiang Zhiwei, and said apologetically.

"Your pagoda was destroyed by me, do you regret it?"

Jiang Zhi smiled lightly, they all had to be protected by Cang to save their lives. It was just an imitation of the exquisite black and yellow pagoda of heaven and earth, not worth mentioning.

"Senior saved my life, how can I regret it!"

"good!"

Cang said, with a look of satisfaction on his face. He reached out and pointed, and a book appeared in the void. It was the same book that had been integrated into the black and yellow exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth before, but it lacked the light of merit and revealed the pure and comfortable atmosphere of Taoism. It is extremely mysterious, profound and obscure.

"Having said that, I can't take advantage of your junior. This volume of "The Supreme Purity Sutra" is destined for you, so I will give it to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the book decomposed and turned into a scripture. Before anyone could take a closer look, it was integrated into Jiang Zhiwei's ancestral aperture between the eyebrows. Countless Taoist sounds emerged from the depths of Jiang Zhiwei's mind and resounded throughout her heart.

"The great road is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the great road is nameless, nourishing all things; I don't know its name, so I call it Tao. The Taoist: there is purity and turbidity, movement and stillness; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid. The sky is moving and the earth is still. The male is pure and the female is turbid. The male is moving and the female is still. They descend to the end of the original flow and give birth to all things. The pure is the source of turbidity, and the moving is the foundation of stillness. If people can always be quiet, heaven and earth will all return."

". The superior ones are non-quarrelsome, while the inferior ones are contentious; superior virtues are not virtuous, while inferior virtues cling to virtues. Those who are persistent are not called morals. The reason why sentient beings do not know the true way is because they have delusional intentions. Once they have delusional intentions, they will be shocked; Once the spirit is frightened, it is attached to all things; once it is attached to all things, it is greedy; when it is greedy, it is troubled; it is troubled and delusional, and it distresses the body and mind; it suffers from turmoil and humiliation, wanders in life and death, often sinks into the sea of ​​suffering, and never loses sight of the true way. True and eternal Those who understand the Tao will be content with themselves, and those who have gained the Tao will always be peaceful and tranquil."

Jiang Zhiwei suddenly felt pure, all distracting thoughts disappeared, her sword heart was pure, her Tao heart was clear, her wisdom was shining, countless insights came to her heart, her mind was quiet, without sorrow or joy, she gained great freedom, great freedom, and allowed the insights in her heart to turn into nectar. Integrate it into the Dharma and turn it into the foundation for the future path.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiwei had gained Cang's favor, Meng Qi showed a flattering smile on his face, approached the saint, and said with a coveted face.

"The sage has a clear warning. I have also admired Taoism for a long time. Can the sage give me some advice?"

"Su Mo is really good at joking. You are a saint of the Mo family. Why do you need my Taoist guidance?"

Cang was speechless at Meng Qi's shamelessness. After all, he was now the founder of the Mohist theory in this world. It would be a shame for a family of saints in the future to have no moral integrity at all and only want benefits when they see them.

Meng Qi is a pragmatist who doesn't care about face. Getting the benefits is the most practical thing. What's more, he doubts that the person in front of him is the incarnation of the Taoist Heavenly Lord. How could he give up such a thick thigh just because of his face?

"I am very determined to seek the truth, so I ask the saint to have mercy on me and give me some advice!"

Children who cry are fed by milk. Meng Qi knew this truth and continued to pester the Taoist saint in front of him.

Cang sighed helplessly, feeling helpless at Meng Qi's actions. His eyes flashed, he thought of a way to deal with it, and spoke.

"I see that you have no connection with my Taoism, but there is Buddha's light shining all around you, and you have a deep connection with Buddhism. I can help you to understand the true meaning of Buddhism!"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Qi's face was as dark as ink and extremely bitter. Zhang Yuanshan and others also laughed, and Ruan Yushu even complained.

"Sure enough, he has a deep connection with Buddha!"

Meng Qi's face drooped and he smiled bitterly, but he did not dare to complain and refute Taoist saint Cang, feeling very aggrieved.

"Do you want me to help you understand the true meaning of Buddhism and understand the true meaning of Buddhism?"

Cang looked at Meng Qi with a half-smile but asked teasingly.

Unfortunately, Cang still underestimated Meng Qi's thick skin. Regardless of whether he was enlightened by Buddhism or Taoism, it was all by chance. Although he admired Taoism more, he did not resist Buddhism. He gritted his teeth, climbed up the pole, and answered.

"Thank you, sage, for your guidance!"

Cang had nothing to say. He took a deep look at Meng Qi who had taken advantage of him. He was a little annoyed. He reached out and hit Meng Qi's head hard, and a big lump bulged up. He kept moving and hitting frequently, but In an instant, Meng Qi's head was covered with hair, and he looked like the Buddha in the temple.

"Ouch!"

Meng Qi felt a splitting headache and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. He held his head in his hands, shrunk and looked at Cang with an aggrieved look, his eyes revealing accusations.

"Why do you want to hurt my young heart like this?"

Seeing this, everyone couldn't bear it any longer and laughed with their arms in their arms. They pointed at the big bump on Meng Qi's head and joked.

"You look a bit like a Buddha now!"

Cang seemed to sense what Meng Qi was thinking, and said softly with a smile on his face.

"How can you see the Tathagata without going through all kinds of suffering!"

The words were full of Zen thoughts. When Meng Qi was slightly dazed, his mind was in a trance, and he entered the sea of ​​​​mind. The Buddha appeared, with one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the earth. The treasure was solemn, compassionate and wise, the golden mouth opened and closed, and the Zen sound was heard. It penetrated the void and shook the nine heavens and ten earths.

"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"

The true meaning of the first move of the Tathagata Divine Palm reappeared. Meng Qi's mind became clear and his distracting thoughts disappeared. The Eight-nine Mysterious Arts in his body were running wildly. The true energy in his body increased sharply. His bones were as warm as jade, glowing with golden light, and his flesh and blood were full of activity. A drop of blood, A piece of meat can be transformed at will, which is extremely mysterious. The physical body has become more powerful. The golden body is indestructible and is invulnerable to water and fire.

Meng Qi seemed to be in a dream. When he came back to his senses, Cang had already disappeared in front of his eyes. He carefully felt his own changes, his cultivation improved, and his foundation became more stable. Unknowingly, he had reached the third level of perfection in the outdoor scene, with only a thin line missing. You can cross the first ladder and become the ultimate master.

Meng Qi couldn't help laughing, and touched his head with his palms. A burst of pain came through, and he grinned. He still felt extremely happy, but it was just a big bump on his head. Returning to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space, and getting free treatment, it would dissipate. , but I got real benefits.

Seeing Meng Qi's cheerful expression, everyone knew that this little monk would have benefited a lot, otherwise he would never have lost his composure like this. They couldn't help but be envious. It was a pity that they and others did not seize the opportunity just now.

After a while, Jiang Zhiwei opened her eyes, glanced across the crowd, and stopped on Meng Qi's head. She smiled, charming, bright and moving, the spring was bright, flowers were blooming, her eyebrows were crooked, and she asked curiously .

"Are you going to claim your clan as your ancestor and be the Buddha in that temple?"

Meng Qi touched his head awkwardly, carefully and gently, and said helplessly.

"The saint said that he would help me understand the true meaning of Buddhism and the true meaning of Buddhism, so he knocked me all over!"

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes turned into slits with a smile, her eyes were like water, and she had amazing charm, and she said with a smile.

"Then you have understood the true meaning of Buddhism and become a Buddha!"

Meng Qi showed a proud look on his face, took a step forward, pointed to the sky with one finger, and pointed to the ground with the other, with a solemn treasure, compassion and purity, and shouted.

"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"

The whole body exudes a sense of Zen, with bursts of Buddhist sounds and sandalwood incense filling the air. The void seems to have turned into a pure land of Buddha, with immeasurable merit and pure glass.

"Hey, that's interesting. Why don't you, little monk, return to the Shaolin Temple? I think you are more suitable to be a monk. You will hopefully become a golden Arhat and become a Dharma expert!"

Jiang Zhiwei sensed the surrounding atmosphere with surprise, and with a bit of seriousness on her face, she persuaded Meng Qi to become a monk again, cut off the world of mortals, and perhaps become a generation of eminent monks and become famous all over the world.

When Meng Qi heard this, the Buddhist aura around him instantly dissipated, as if he had been stepped on, and he jumped to retort.

"Isn't it right to curse people? It's not appropriate for a monk or a dog!"

Meng Qi finally escaped from the Shaolin Temple, and he is expected to become the image of a young hero in the rivers and lakes that he has longed for. He rides in the rivers and lakes, drinks wine and sings, is elegant, handsome and unrestrained. No matter what, I don’t want to become a bald monk or a reckless King Kong again!

Statues of immortal birds and mythical beasts surround the Samsara Square, and their emotionless and lifeless eyes are eternally watching the various changes inside.

At this time, a half-white cloud swayed, the light pillar drooped, and five figures emerged from it.

As soon as Meng Qi recovered from some dizziness, the majestic and indifferent voice of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation immediately reached his ears:

"Chen Di was in turmoil. Although the new law existed, Jian Ai was no longer there, and his preaching failed. Each of them paid 2,500 good deeds and returned forcibly without comment."

"Three months later, we are still beating the Mo family. Even if we almost succeeded, we are considered very good!"

Meng Qi, with a heavy head on his head, secretly complained in his heart and raised his middle finger to the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Jiang Zhiwei and others did not stay in the world of gods for long. King Chen fell and Taoism was born. They could not let Mohism become the mainstream thought of Chen country no matter what. They could only pay 2,500 good deeds each and return forcefully. This is the first time their team has failed a mission.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhiwei and others were not at a loss. The Taoist saint killed three noble families and the Jinguangdong Grandmaster. These people were rich and all benefited Jiang Zhiwei and the others.

"The harvest this time is not cheap. If I give it all to the Six Paths, I'm afraid there will be a lot less good deeds."

Jiang Zhiwei's words were like a sharp arrow, piercing Meng Qi's stingy heart.

"Yes, Liu Dao is an out-and-out profiteer, good at buying low and selling high!"

Get the fairy trace and put it up for sale? First, it took a long time, and many people in the team were at a critical stage of breakthrough, so they couldn't delay. Second, they only had 300 good deeds, and they couldn't even do the most basic inquiry about the next mission.

"We can first select the items we need directly from the harvest and calculate them at normal value."

Ruan Yushu was dressed in white and shengxue held Qifengqin in both hands and said something coldly.

Hearing this, Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands together, laughed, and praised.

"good idea!"

After selecting the items, it won’t be much cheaper if you exchange them for good deeds! Jiang Zhiwei and others also followed Meng Qi in praising Ruan Yushu, praising her for her quick thinking and extraordinary intelligence.

Ruan Yushu's expression did not change, and he lowered his head slightly. His expression was quite complacent, showing his innocence and the attitude of a little girl.

After some selection, everyone exchanged the remaining items for good deeds, and each person received eight or nine thousand good deeds. Not only did they not lose money on this mission, they also earned a lot of good deeds, which made them very satisfied.

Everyone exchanged some skill secrets to improve their strength. After finishing all this, they extracted four hundred good works and paid them to Liu Dao in exchange for information on the next mission.

The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is innocent and has collected good deeds, and the indifference and grandeur resound again, shocking the mind.

"Journey to the West Mission: On Wuzhi Mountain, a fragment of heaven will appear to prevent the demon clan from obtaining its core. Success will reward 3,500 good deeds, and failure will deduct the corresponding good deeds."

"Start time: one year later."

"Journey to the West!"

Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and others looked at each other, and they all thought of bad memories, Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple, Ben Boer Ba, Golden Arhat, and the Peacock Demon King.

After a while, Meng Qi breathed out, his face was heavy, his eyes swept across the crowd, and he said solemnly.

"Needless to say, there are dangers in the journey to the west. This time it also involves fragments of heaven. Everyone must be well prepared this year."

Jiang Zhiwei and others nodded silently, losing their interest in chatting and planning to return.

At this time, Meng Qi remembered something and suddenly said.

"The Tathagata Palm Master is currently at Lanke Temple. I can lead people to realize it. Do you want it?"

Qi Zhengyan shook his head, rejected Meng Qi's proposal, and said.

"Buddhist techniques are of no use to me."

"Okay, after I finish mastering the current swordsmanship, I will let you guide me to understand it."

Jiang Zhiwei didn't mind the Buddhist skills, she looked relaxed and regarded them as normal things, but now she mainly focused on studying swordsmanship and couldn't spare the time.

Zhang Yuanshan also shook his head and refused directly.

"The Zhenwu Sect is a Taoist sect, and Buddhism is harmful to me rather than helpful!"

"I will focus on breakthrough first, and then listen to the Buddha's message."

Ruan Yushu's attitude was indifferent, he was tolerant and tolerant, and he had no intention of discriminating between the exercises and the music.

Zhao Heng and Fu Zhenzhen also shook their heads and rejected Meng Qi's invitation. They both wanted to focus on the present and strive for a breakthrough.

At the mountain gate of Xijiang Pavilion, the sword peak stands tall, reaching straight into the sky. It is spectacular and majestic, like a divine sword from heaven and earth, sharp and sharp.

Jiang Zhiwei walked out of the small courtyard and came to the training ground that she had not stepped into for a long time. Countless new disciples practiced swordsmanship and martial arts here, sweating profusely and studying hard.

Under the thousand-year-old pine, a figure sat on the ground, relaxed and free, comfortable and calm, not caring about the dust staining his robes. He leaned his back against the rough tree trunk, holding a green leather gourd in his hand, and poured a sip into his mouth from time to time. The wine is fragrant, mellow and fragrant, making people salivate.

Lu Chunyang wore a peach wood sword as warm as red jade on his waist, a lotus crown on his head, and black hair scattered behind him. A chubby little squirrel sat on his shoulder, holding a nut in his paws, as if offering a treasure, and handed it to Lu Chunyang of the mouth.

Lu Chunyang opened his mouth and swallowed the nut without ceremony. He chewed it, spit out the hard peel, and swallowed the pulp. It was so comfortable and leisurely that it was enviable.

Jiang Zhiwei stood in front of Lu Chunyang, bowed, and then sat on the ground. She glanced at the little squirrel on Lu Chunyang's shoulder and said with a smile.

"This little thing is quite clever. With the enlightenment from his uncle, his spiritual wisdom is greatly expanded. He is expected to enter the path of spiritual practice in the future!"

Jiang Zhiwei is now also an expert in exterior scenes, with first-class eyesight and knowledge. She can see the wisdom and clarity in the little squirrel's eyes at a glance, and knows that Lu Chunyang must have enlightened the little squirrel and made it wise.

"Since it can insist on sending me nuts every day, it can be considered as having some good character, so I will give it some opportunities. Let's see what happens to it in the future!"

Lu Chunyang didn't take it seriously. He raised his head and took a sip of the wine. The wine was green, crystal clear, and exuded the fragrance of fruit and wood. This wine was obviously not a mortal thing. It had outstanding effects. If it was drunk by ordinary warriors, it could improve their cultivation and solidify their foundation. , is a rare treasure, comparable to precious medicine.

Lu Chunyang casually wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve robe. This kind of action would be rude to others, but for Lu Chunyang, it was free and bold, unrestrained, and made no one feel any disgust.