The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

"Hey."

"Hey..."

"What happened to you just now, are you hungry? Or thirsty?"

"Are you an escaped slave?"

A series of voices of ancient language rang in his ears, but because he was in the past, he could understand his words.

Only then did Li Wei slowly open his eyes, the sun shone on his face, piercing his eyes.

Consciousness traveled through the ages and came here. It may be that the influence of this era is too great. Li Wei was also disturbed for a while. Actions.

I don't know how long it took before my mind slowly recovered and I opened my eyes.

There is a boy in silk clothes in front of him.

Some babies are fat, and he is squatting down, asking Li Wei these questions with burning eyes.

"I'm just a lost person." Li Wei looked around and found that there was no one else except the boy in silk clothes in front of him.

"Have you lost your way to this backyard? If you are bumped into by others, you will die without a place to die."

The young man was terrifyingly calm. Facing a stranger like Li Wei, he just said, "Are you from Dongyi? An assassin? Or who."

"If Pindao says that he is neither an assassin nor a slave, do you believe it?" Li Wei couldn't help but laugh.

The boy stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and said calmly.

"Is that so?"

"Do you believe it?"

"I believe it." The young man said: "The slave dare not appear here, and he dare not speak to me so bluntly. As for the assassin, you just had countless opportunities to strike...Of course, you can't beat me, and you haven't brought any This is especially true for sword soldiers, regardless of my age, I am born with supernatural power."

The logic of the boy's speech is well-organized, not at all like the words that can be spoken at this age.

Li Wei became interested in this boy who was a little baby fat. He put his perspective into the distance, and he knew where he was by telepathy.

Here, is a city.

Putting up the sky ear, you can hear the majestic life of this city.

Here.

It is called Chaoge City.

And this place is in the inner hall of Chaoge City.

God, where you live.

Chapter 3 and five, the place of the past

Chapter 3 and Six

"Chaoge City..." was the capital of the Yin and Shang dynasties.

The air is full of simple and wild aura and divinity.

"Looking at your appearance, you are not a Qiang."

The young man glanced at Li Wei.

At this time, Li Wei used his own appearance.

With eighty-nine Xuangong changes, the appearance is changed into the shape of "I".

"Let me take you out, if other people see it, you will die."

The young man turned his back to Li Wei without any precautions.

It's not that he is not wary of Li Wei, but a kind of confidence in himself.

Confidence of a teenager.

Li Wei just followed the boy to the door.

Reckless and unsophisticated, the sacrificial fire burns.

Atmospheric ancient songs and dance music were played.

No wonder there was no one in the court, and everyone went to watch the ritual of offering sacrifices to the gods.

Everyone surrounded the fire devoutly, dancing excitedly.

Even the slaves knelt down and prayed to the gods, as if they didn't know that their compatriots had been put on it and became living sacrifices.

Li Wei frowned, but he didn't hide his emotions.

The young man on the side was keenly aware of this.

That's right, if he was the same as those people, then the man in front of him would not appear in his court.

"What do you think?" the boy asked abruptly.

And Li Wei just said lightly.

"Song and dance."

"Should not be used here."

The young man opened his eyes abruptly and murmured.

"Yes, music and dance should be used for enjoying good things, why should they be used for..."

"Splashing blood and killing corpses..."

In this dynasty, blood corpses and singing and dancing are extremely sacred things.

But for teenagers, singing and dancing should be something that makes people feel good.

Use beautiful things to embellish bloody and cruel things.

"Don't you think it's weird?"

The young man suddenly felt that he shouldn't have said these things, such outrageous words, even if he dared to say them, he would not be able to please him, and he suddenly had a killing intent towards the person in front of him.

However, Li Wei couldn't help but gently touched the boy's head.

The boy froze for a moment.

Is this meant to comfort yourself?

Obviously, my father never comforted me so much.

He always felt that I was too weak.

Li Wei shook his head.

"You are not surprised."

The boy murmured.

"But everyone takes it for granted."

"Since ancient times, it has been taken for granted, right?"

Li Wei said softly: "What do you think?"

Even since ancient times, it is not necessarily correct...

When he was recognized for the first time, thousands of thoughts flooded into the boy's heart, and many reasons exploded in his mind.

Yes, the sacrifices since ancient times must be correct?Are the laws left by the ancestors necessarily reasonable?

Vocal music is obviously a beautiful thing, but it is used to play cruel things.

Slaves also have talents, but they can only be used as sacrifices.

Aristocrats are also ignorant waste, but they can enjoy a good life.

This country can get better.

But I... can't change it.

Because I am only the second son.

unless.

My father appointed me as the prince.

After sending Li Wei to the door, Li Wei cupped his hands behind him and planned to leave.

When leaving, the boy asked.

"Stranger, don't you want to know who I am?"

Li Wei already had a faint guess in his heart, but he just smiled and said, "Then who are you?"

"My name."

"Shoude."

Shoude is also called Emperor Xin.

Later generations contemptuously called him his posthumous title.

Zhou.

......

Li Wei woke up leisurely. To the outside world, it was only an instant.

'A name disconnects me from past karma...'

The name of Emperor Xin, the name of King Zhou.

Carrying the law of karma.

Really, huge.

The Taoists on the side also noticed the slightest abnormality on Li Wei's body, and his temperament changed suddenly.

Comes from the vast and ancient aura.

Let the people around seem to have seen the ancient times, and the priests danced and worshiped around the tripod.

But soon, this aura disappeared, but it also made the people around feel weird and surprised.

Li Wei silently recited the Heart Sutra to calm down what he had just seen.

The sacrifices in ancient times were so cruel.

"Master Ming Che?" Zhang Qinghe asked from the side.

"It's nothing." Li Wei opened his eyes and said with emotion, "It's just... just thinking of someone I've met."

Staring at the Sun Moon Bead, did you think of the person from the past?

Zhang Qinghe still felt it was weird, but he had an inexplicable persuasive force.

The Taoist in front of him is serious.

On the other side, Liu Xiangbo and the others were a little bored, looking at the sun and moon bead above, thinking of the battle and things that this spirit bead had experienced, said.

"You said, why did you help Dashang when you were enshrining the gods?"

"Great Shang worshiped the wild spirit of the ancestors, and had no Taoist beliefs, and it was of no benefit to the sect of Jiejiao. Moreover, King Zhou of Shang was a disrespectful of ghosts and gods. Explanation and Jiejiao should have helped Great Zhou together. That's right." Liu Xiangbo said with great interest: "Is it true that, as the book says, it is for the so-called destiny, to cut off teaching and to explain teaching, and it is necessary to play opposing roles, and that's all?"

"King Zhou didn't respect ghosts and gods, and he didn't pay much attention to sacrifices."

Ichimako paused and said, "Actually, I feel that Emperor Xin was wronged when he was given the title of 'Zhou'. At that time, the crimes committed by King Wu of Zhou were nothing more than alcoholism, disregarding noble relatives and old ministers, reusing villains, and listening to women's words. , Believe in destiny, and not pay attention to sacrifices... From the perspective of later generations, these are not the crimes that can be called "Zhou"."

Zhou is a posthumous title given by later generations.

It is synonymous with brutality, and it is described in many literary works of later generations, including Di Xin.

"What about Di Xin? You can tell just by looking at the description of the Battle of Muye. It said that the Battle of Muye was bloody. If King Wu of Zhou really won the hearts of the people in the world, how could those troops composed of slaves fight them so fiercely, right? ?”

Kazumako touched his chin and said.

Comments on history by later generations can only be comments.

Specifically, no one has experienced it.