Great Sui Guoshi

Seeing this scene, the people who got up early to beg for work turned back home to know their family members. Within a moment, the dark city was lit up with lights, and many people followed them out of the house, putting on their robes as they walked.

"The Korean and Chinese military forces have come out, and His Majesty must be in front."

"Looking at the direction, it should be going to Furong Pond."

"Hurry up, let's go together, there must be some movement from the National Teacher."

There were also men who got up, pushing and shoving sleepy-eyed children, "Look at the fun, San'er, go and wake up your mother and bake some pancakes!"

The merchants, who had been waiting for this business opportunity for a long time, got busy with their family lighting the oil lamps around the pot. The baked pancakes were placed one by one under the white cloth cover. The man picked up the load and led his wife and children. After leaving the gate, they rushed towards that side together with the gradually gathering crowds on the street, shouting for deals, and watching the bustle along the way.

In the color of lead green, crowds surged for a while, hawkers carrying breakfast and snacks yelled loudly, shuttling back and forth in the crowded crowd, in front of countless moving figures, soldiers holding spears stood In a row, the Hibiscus Pool is separated from the sea of ​​people by a safe distance.

Wu Yangyang's civil and military officials got out of the car, and tacitly lined up in the middle of the court, followed by the emperor who was getting off the imperial chariot, and slowly walked over to the huge high platform in the distance in the blue sky, his vision gradually narrowed, and he walked along the base. Looking up, I was a little stunned by the shock.

"It's... so thick."

"I heard it's called the Conferred God Terrace... Is it true that the national teacher is going to confer the gods?" "I don't know if we have a share, but we are also high officials in the court."

"What do you think?!"

"Speak less, don't talk nonsense about this solemn and solemn matter."

In the distance, the emperor dressed in celestial ceremonial clothes and a heavenly crown raised his face, the thick beard around his cheeks was stroked in the wind, looking solemnly at the thick platform body, surrounded by stone walls carved with auspicious clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars Gods, gods, dragons and phoenixes seemed to be holding up the stone steps winding around the platform, Yang Guang slowly joined hands and bowed to the Fengshentai.

Seeing the emperor bowing down, the eunuch beside him quickly turned around and shouted at the civil and military behind him: "Your Majesty first, all civil and military follow suit!"

Hearing the words, all civil and military personnel, large and small, who were arranged in an orderly manner, raised their hands together and bowed down. On both sides, soldiers walked by, holding torches to the two sides of the Conferred God Altar, and threw the torches into the two engraved In the three-legged cauldron with the portraits of Sun God and Moon God, the flames sprang up with a bang, and the thick smoke twisted and swayed in the wind, illuminating the surroundings.

In the Wanshou Temple in the distance, a Taoist priest dressed in pitch-black Taoist robes and holding a dust whisk walked out, looking at the huge crowd of people, the voice of shouting spread with the wind.

"The gate of heaven will open, the auspicious time has come!"

Fuchen bowed, and Sun Yingxian stood aside with a rare serious expression. Eight burly men, with their upper bodies covered with runes, carried three animals out of the mountain gate. The soldiers on both sides followed with swords. Stop at the stone steps below the altar, line up in two rows and go left and right.

The eight people climbed the stone steps along the winding altar to the highest point, put the three animals on the altar one by one, retreated to the two sides, and held the eight banners with good weather and bright heaven and earth.

"Please ask the national teacher to go up to the altar and worship the heavens!" Sun Yingxian shouted again.

Inside the mountain gate, a pair of steps stepped on the moss-covered stone steps and slowly walked out of the mountain gate, and walked with legs between the shaking robes. The national teacher who came over held a scroll, and couldn't help a smile on his face. After a while, he gave a few instructions to the eunuch beside him, who nodded his head and shouted back.

"The national teacher sacrifices to the heavens and confers the gods, and all the officials bow down—"

A group of hula-la figures knelt down to the ground and bowed together. Lu Liangsheng, who walked between the soldiers on both sides, held the painting scroll. There was no change in his face for the countless sights from near and far. He watched the front extend to the altar On the stone steps, my heart is more or less mixed with complicated thoughts about Fengshen.

'Fengshen.....I actually made it this far. '

Looking at the stone steps under his feet, the falling steps slowed down, and then he stood firmly on the steps, walking extremely slowly and steadily step by step, as if every stone step had pictures of the past emerging in his memory. The sleeves fluttered in the wind, Lu Liangsheng stepped onto the high platform, and his vision became wider.

The crowded crowd in the distance, the emperor under the high platform, and all the civil and military officials have become small, and the houses and buildings are row upon row extending to the end of the sight.

Lu Liangsheng was slightly distracted, no one saw the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, like the ripples of past memories.

....... The mountain is winding, the lush forest, the young man is carrying firewood, walking carefully on the rugged mountain road, tired and thirsty, sit down to the stream and take a sip of clear water, the mountain is surrounded by clouds and mists, and the village at the foot of the mountain is Noisy fight over water source, sue the county government...

In the courtyard with high walls, golden gongs, and gusts of wind, on the wooden platform, the female ghost fluttered her sleeves, singing opera, the picture spread out like water, and the old man in the yamen handed three books to him …

The warbler flies and the grass grows, and the young man turns into a graceful scholar. He leads a donkey with a load of books and walks out of the house.

.......

The wind blew across the high platform, and the snow-white beard swayed in the wind. Lu Liangsheng suddenly laughed: "Uncle Pan, Uncle Qing, I remember that I went out with my father for the first time when I went out, and I went out with you later in the middle." , I didn’t expect to meet a huge centipede, I didn’t expect that as soon as I stepped out of Qixia Mountain, everything in the future would change like a star.”

Having said that, his smile became even brighter.

"I remember the small Qinghe River outside Qixia Mountain, which is only so big, it feeds the people of two villages. The water comes down from the mountain, and it is crystal clear. Every summer night, I saw many men in the village lying on the riverside secretly. I was often scolded by women bathing in the river."

hey-hey......

The eight big men holding flags on both sides laughed. Among them, they were not behind every year. At this time, the voice of a Taoist sounded from below.

"The auspicious time has come, the gate of heaven is about to open!"

Lu Liangsheng, who was standing in front of the altar, turned a deaf ear to the sound, still with a smile on his face, and said softly: "From a boy in a mountain village to today... It's still the old days, it's exciting, it's a pity to return not going."

Standing still, Lu Liangsheng raised the scroll to the top of his head, slowly knelt down on the futon, raised his eyes, and looked at the golden morning light breaking through the eastern sky, which was even more dazzling at the bottom of his eyes. Then, he closed his eyes slightly. Eyelids closed, lips trembling slightly, he spoke words that only he, or the white clouds in the sky and the morning light could hear.

"...The matter of conferring the gods, I still hope it will come true. Lu Liangsheng will accept what you said in the ruins."

7Chapter 17 Fengshen

"...The matter of conferring the gods, I still hope it will come true. Lu Liangsheng will accept what you said in the ruins."

The painting scroll was put on the altar with the words, at this moment, the rumbling thunder rolled across the sky, Lu Liangsheng raised his head, and the golden morning sun sprinkled on the surging sea of ​​clouds, and the clouds and mists slowly opened a gap, just like human eyes, The sun came out, pushed away the blue sky inch by inch, and landed on the old man with pale beard and hair on the tall altar in Furongchi.

The dark sea of ​​people was full of golden eyes. The emperor, civil and military officials below the high platform raised their eyes and looked up. In the sky, there was a ray of gold, whispering like the might of God, and softly resounded in the sky.

"The gate of heaven is open!"

The countless people below only felt their bodies stagnate, and their raised heads lowered their gaze subconsciously. On the high platform far away, Lu Liangsheng was not affected by the movement of the people below. The sky danced, looking up at the opened gap in the clouds, slightly bowed and raised his hands to worship.

Then, he opened his mouth slowly, with a thick and loud voice.

"Since the loss of its deer in the Jin Dynasty, and the chaos in the nine states of the world, the barbarians have been tormenting all over the place, and the land is in a mess. The people of our country have been reduced to lambs to be eaten by others. Afterwards, there will be heroes who will turn the tide of the summer, and the chaos in the world will gradually subside. However, the division of Kyushu still left the people displaced, the countryside was barren, and countless people who were hungry for food picked up weapons and fell on this fertile land..."

The words of Mana Carrying Wrap spread far away, resounding in everyone's ears, reminiscent of the hundreds of years of darkness that the ancestors talked about, at this moment, the panicked voices before were quiet.

The national teacher on the altar stood in front of the altar, his hunched body held a glass of wine and melted it into the golden morning sun, the wine glass was tilted downward, and the wine stains turned into a thin line and fell on his feet.

"This glass of wine, Lu Liangsheng, the national teacher of the Sui Dynasty, respect! For the brave spirits of the soldiers who have fought the enemy for hundreds of years and died on this land—"

Lu Liangsheng put down the wine glass, the wind blew across the altar, the flags fluttered, and there was a sound of hunting.

"Kyushu was divided, the imperial court didn't care about the people, the first emperor Yang Jian slashed the thorns, trembling all the way to unify the Kyushu, the people were able to be peaceful, but in this peaceful and prosperous age, there were also heroic men who supported this world one after another, like Yang Su, the Duke of Yue, as above Zhu Guohan captured the tiger...There are also many people who can't name, or even don't know the name, in the catastrophe after disaster, they exchanged their bodies for every inch of peace and peace!"

When the wine was filled up, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand to the sky and fell down again: "This glass of wine is also toast to them!"

The sound of water flowing over the ground, the sound is also echoing this piece of heaven and earth.

"The world has been peaceful for a few years, but troubles have arisen again. There are always thieves in this world who don't want the people to live a stable life. Or maybe they think chaos is good. When people's hearts are messed up, they go to the gods to get some comfort. But the gods who are high above can bless thousands of people in this world to have enough food, wear warm clothes in the severe winter, have a house to live in, and a couch to sleep on?! Can they reclaim the difficult ground under the feet of the people? Is there a road?!"

"...They won't, they will just make people kneel under the altar to pray devoutly, and enjoy the offerings with peace of mind. They might as well repay the kindness of a sneaky man!"

The golden sun shone on the old face, and the beard and beard trembled slightly in the wind. Lu Liangsheng reached out to pick up the scroll on the altar, and lifted it above his head, looking at the "golden wheel" that fell from the clouds and sprinkled on the world.

"Please ask the way of heaven to be clear. The stars in the sky came to the world, causing chaos in the world. The city was destroyed and the family was destroyed. The world should be self-governing. There is no reason for gods to intervene. However, the stars came to the world with magic power. Lu Liangsheng is now building a platform to seal the gods, to seal the heroes of the past in the world, the gods and ghosts of the four directions..."

At a certain moment, the red rope fell from his hands and fell to the ground without a sound. The scroll in his hand was thrown into the sky and flew into the golden morning sun.

"...Jedi Tiantong, cut off their thoughts to ensure peace in the world!"

The overturned painting scroll unfolded with a 'wow', bathed in the skylight. In front of the altar, Lu Liangsheng respectfully placed the Kongtong seal on the stage, lit a long stick of incense with his fingertips, held it high above his head, and the incense rose slowly.

"Decree, Marquis of Shouting at the end of the Han Dynasty, Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang, the ghost kings of the underworld today, are appointed Marshals of the Human Realm to Subdue Demons, set up temples to worship, protect the country, and be loyal and brave!"

In the painting, a portrait of a man with a knife and a beard flashed, and a golden self-portrait shot to the east, crossing the Weishui River, the foot of the mountain, and the soldiers and horses lined up below. Fell to the distant ancient city.

Luoyang, the army that was still marching towards Tongguan, suddenly heard the neighing of a war horse, and instinctively turned back.

sigh -

The war horse neighed loudly, and a fiery red war horse stood on a gentle slope. The figure above him was green-robed and golden-armoured, with a face like a jujube. With a twist of the heavy blade in his hand, the horse swooped down. Touching, in the sky, the blade rushed into the crowd with the galloping horses, pulling out a long cold light.

The next moment, the figure rushed out of the queue, and the Qinglong Yanyue swaying horizontally slowly fell to the ground. The bright red, and then... the heads on the shoulders and necks all fell to the ground.

......

"Decree, bury Marquis Shunping in his hometown, and protect the country bravely. Today, you are ordered to return to Yangjian and be appointed as the inspector of the country!"

Lu Liangsheng's voice sounded again, and the painting scroll suspended in the morning sun shot out a golden light and flew to the southwest.

There are many mountains in Sichuan and Shu, and the Jinping stretches, and the solitary tomb at the foot of the mountain shines brightly. In the small temple enshrined in front, a silver gun placed on the shelf buzzes and trembles, trembling and screaming.

Spots of rust fell off, and the majestic clay sculpture on the altar, with a flash of divine light, a figure in white robe and silver armor walked out, gently stroked the tip of the gun, and the moment he grabbed the handle of the gun, a horse neighed outside the temple, and a horse The handsome white horse swayed its mane, and the man stood up!

......

On the Conferred God Stage, the third edict exited.

"...On the banks of the Wujiang River, heroic spirits gathered in Wushui, and now they are ordered to seal the water god of Wujiang River!"

The golden light flew into the sky to the east, and the Taotao River was filled with mist. Among the boats on the river, no one saw a big hand slowly sticking out of the water, and then tightly clenched into a fist.

'Concubine Yu...Wuzhen...'

The sound echoed, and gusts of wind blew on both sides of the bank, and the birds and beasts frightened away.

......

"Thousands of people are trapped, bones are piled up, the seal of Wu'an is branded, and the King of Wu'an is granted the title of Lingyou Wu'an, and then fight again!"

The painting scroll flew out with a flash of light, the dust in the northwest was rolling, and amidst the turmoil, there was a faint white banner erected, and the drums of war, thump, thump, and the soldiers were advancing in unison. On the huge chariot, named White The general stood up, raised his face, and felt the warmth of the sun.

At a certain moment, he drew out the sword edge from his waist and pointed it in the direction of Chang'an.

.......

"Crossing across the river's brocade sailing boats, after death, crows crowed at the corpse, Gan Xingba, now named Wu Hui Lingxian King."

"Marquis Huan Zhang Yide...the patrol envoy of Yin and Yang"

"Ding Feng, a veteran of the Wu Kingdom...Jingjiang Houwang."

On the Conferred God Stage, Lu Liangsheng's voice resounded, and the scrolls floating in the sun shone with golden light, flying across the huge city and flying into the distance.

Chapter 748 The karmic fire in the world, the surging waves

The water in Furong Pond is sparkling, and under the towering Conferred God Platform, there are countless banners all around, hunting in the wind. On both sides of the high platform, the sun and moon gods are furnaces, the flames flicker, and thick smoke rises, kneeling one after another. Standing and standing figures, the soldiers standing with spears in the distance can only hear the whistling of the wind, and look up.

The golden streaks are like shooting stars dragging the light across the sky, shooting from the scroll, going to the southeast and northwest, surrounded by the people outside the Hibiscus Pond, without blinking their eyes, and have not recovered for a long time .

"This... this is... what?"

"Oh, a lot of golden light flew away."

"Conferring the gods, I'm afraid there are gods in the light..."

"National teachers can confer gods, national teachers...will the old man do the same?"

Noisy words were buzzing in the sea of ​​people, and the civil and military officials and emperor Yang Guang under the altar raised their heads one by one, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing the figure standing on the altar.

The altar burns incense, and the talisman paper blows away with the wind, filling the sky. Lu Liangsheng retracts his gaze, reaches for a roll of silk satin on the altar, and unfolds it in his hand. Looking at the writing on it, his beard trembles slightly in the wind, and his voice is old And it rang loudly.

"The heroic spirits who died in the world, the gods and ghosts of the four directions, listen to the imperial edict—"

......

The light of the sky spreads among the clouds, sprinkled the northern Jin land, frightened birds flew in the forest, and the damaged carriage was abandoned by the roadside. A group of people walking hurriedly supported each other and went south along the Wei River. 'The army of characters blew their horns and charged forward.

"Let's go! Tell Yuanba to withdraw!"

The horseshoe galloped, the shaft of the car broke and rolled, and fell into the river, splashing waves. Li Yuan supported his wife and was protected by his son Li Shimin and several guards. The lone boat drifted and swayed, and swung a huge hammer, smashing out a scene of people turning their backs and blood.

Amidst the humming noise, Qu Yuanfeng rushed in with a few people, dodging the spear that brushed against the side of his head, and chopped off the horse's hoof with a backhand.

"Yuanba! Don't love to fight, follow me!"

Pulling over the young man's shoulder in front of him, one side, the horse's hooves hurried, a northern cavalryman stretched out his spear, shouted, and stabbed the figure of the young man. Qu Yuanfeng turned his face sideways and subconsciously raised his knife to block.

whoosh-

A black shadow pierced through the sky, passed through the sky, pierced through the armor with a bang, and nailed the cavalryman's chest, pierced through a bloody hole, and nailed another cavalryman behind him, shooting both man and horse to the ground , A faint golden light floated into the air and overflowed.

Qu Yuanfeng turned his eyes in surprise, and then he heard a majestic horse cry.

Sigh! !

The sound of the horse neighed loudly, shaking the field, everyone turned their heads, Li Shimin stopped, looked at the distant hillside, his pupils shrank.

"he is......"

In the sky, a scarlet war horse raised its forelegs and stood upright. Amidst the excited neighing, the red skin above it fluttered obliquely. A tall figure in a chain armor with a beast face swallowed its head was hanging a bow from the horse's back. Come on, pull out the long soldiers stuck on the ground, and draw a halberd across the sun, bursting out a forest of cold.

"Hehe...hehehehe...hahaha——"

The heroic and rampant laughter spread across the field.

Tongguan.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the figure climbing the ladder jumped up with a knife in his hand. Among the bloody roads that were split, the soldiers guarding the city fell down from the top of the city with screams. The general named Qin Qiong rode on horseback and looked into the distance. In the scene of the siege, he pulled out the iron mace from his waist, and the killing intent suddenly struck.