Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

The Records of the Great Flood recorded that on the first day of the twelfth lunar month in the first year of Kangping, it was heard that a demon had come to the world, causing the sky and the earth to change color, mountains to collapse, the earth to crack, and tsunamis to cause the people to be doomed. In order to save the world and the people, the Buddhist and Taoist sects came out in full force, sacrificed countless monks, suppressed the evil and eliminated evil, and restored the world to peace and brightness.

The Records of the Great Flood only roughly recorded that major event, but the Buddhist and Taoist sects recorded in detail the heroism of that battle, and who dedicated their strength and even their lives and souls to the people of this world, for the future generations to read and comprehend.

The records of the Taoist sect are even more detailed, from the ins and outs of the incident to the participants, to the moves and magic tools and talismans during the battle, who made them, and what their functions were, all very detailed.

The record of this battle is the most detailed in the Qingping Temple in Licheng, and it is also the only complete record of the events before and after the battle, which is passed down as the history of Qingping Temple.

And this record was written by the current temple master Xuanyi Daoist himself.

According to historical records, the fourth generation master of Qingping Temple, Buqiu Zhenjun, faced the appearance of the evil demon Siluo and launched a strong attack. He personally refined a god-level array disk, used himself as the center of the array, sacrificed the common people, and proved his truth with his body. He was fearless, just to defend the laws of heaven and earth and protect the common people.

That day, she planted her life fire, the red lotus fire, into the body of the evil demon, destroyed the fire, burned the evil demon, and killed the evil.

That day, facing the counterattack of the evil demon, her body was completely destroyed, her soul was annihilated, but she was still fearless, dragging the evil demon into nothingness forever.

That day, in order to revitalize the world, she used the last ray of her soul to activate the vitality array of the array disk and disappeared from the world.

That day, it seemed that the heaven and earth were grieved and moved, and spiritual rain fell for her, feeding back to the world that suffered in the catastrophe, so that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth revived, even better than before.

In order to commemorate the great Taoist Buqiu Zhenjun, Emperor Kangping personally bestowed the title of Zhenjun on him, and also built a golden statue of the deity for worship in Qingping Temple, and even regarded himself as a layman of Qingping Temple.

In this battle, in addition to the heroic sacrifice of Buqiu Zhenjun of Qingping Temple, many other great Taoists and monks who deserve respect also lost their lives for this.

Among them, the thousand-year-old Jade Buddha Temple, in order to protect the dragon vein and the national destiny, Master Jingci, who had already completed his merits, sacrificed himself to save the dragon vein, and the ancient temple was almost completely destroyed without regrets.

That world-destroying war was too tragic. In order to mourn the monks and Taoists who lost their lives and souls in that war, Qingping Temple also erected a monument to heroes at the mountain gate, which was engraved with the Taoist and Buddhist names of the monks who sacrificed their lives to kill the evil spirits. Whether in the past or in that battle, all those who had contributed to this matter were included.

It has been three years since that world-destroying war, but every time we think of the situation on that day, everyone is still frightened and terrified.

Think about that day, all kinds of disasters happened at the same time, either landslides or snow avalanches, or earthquakes, typhoons and tsunamis in the coastal areas, and floods in the winter. The most terrifying thing is that the day suddenly became completely dark, as if you were in a dark purgatory, you couldn't see your hand in front of you, and you could only hear screams, roars, and the miserable screams of demons and evil spirits. How could you not be scared?

After that day, Daxian was in a state of disrepair, and it was also because the court had sufficient money and grain, and the saints and officials were all focused on governing the country, and they were united in their will, that they quickly invested in disaster relief and relief, which greatly appeased the people's hearts.

But even so, it took three years for the overall situation to be truly stabilized. Unlike the second year of Kangping when the disaster occurred, Dayuan was troubled by internal and external troubles. Because of the rare natural disasters, the chaos was even more chaotic than the last few years of the previous emperor, and it was more difficult to govern the country.

Fortunately, Emperor Kangping was also a decisive person. Although he had no experience in governing the country, he did not retreat in the face of such a mess, but took on the great responsibility of a monarch. He was not afraid of the bad reputation of a tyrant and harsh rule. As long as the decision could quickly stabilize the situation, it would be made immediately. For the court officials below, he also valued those who could do practical things. The process was not important, but the result was important. For those pedantic old officials who could only say a few sour words, he was not afraid of offending them. He said he would be cold.

Therefore, the favorites in front of Emperor Kangping were all capable of practical politics. He dared to delegate power and use people, and soon brought a big change to the official system of the entire Dayuan.

Although Emperor Kangping dared to employ people, the relationship between the aristocratic families was complicated, and these officials also spent a lot of effort to maintain their own connections. In this way, for three whole years, Da Yan was governing the country and stabilizing the national situation. After experiencing many difficulties, it finally stabilized in the late winter of the fourth year of Kangping.

After four years of governing the country, Emperor Kangping finally won the support of the people.

As for the people, as long as they were well fed and clothed, and lived and worked in peace and contentment, they didn't really care who was the emperor. Emperor Kangping was a good emperor, so they loved him.

A snowstorm fell.

It was the twelfth lunar month again.

The golden roof of Qingping Temple was covered with a layer of white snow, with golden embellishments in it. Under the sunlight, it was shining, and the incense mist in front of the small square floated, making Qingping Temple look like a fairy palace.

The first day of the twelfth lunar month was the day to mourn Buqiu Zhenjun. There were more pilgrims coming to burn incense than in the past. In front of the monument to heroes at the mountain gate, the incense was even more prosperous and full of people.

The pilgrims could not imagine how these monks fought against the evil spirits, but each of them had experienced the despair that seemed like the end of the world. No, that was the end of the world.

It was because they had experienced despair that they felt lucky to have survived the catastrophe.

And this kind of luck was given by these monks.

They should respect them.

It had nothing to do with faith, but just a thank you.

It turned out that the monks and Taoists they had seen suddenly appeared in the world to kill the evil spirits. It turned out that the Taoist temples and monasteries were empty at that time, and they were also there to kill the evil spirits!

These people, just like the soldiers who defended their homes and country, had to bear a heavy burden and move forward in exchange for their peace.

There is an endless stream of pilgrims visiting Qingpingguan.

Qingyuan looked at Yu Changkong coming to say goodbye and said with a smile: "When you leave, the female pilgrims will feel sad and hang around the academy instead. But it's okay, your talents and knowledge will be wasted if you don't pass them on. Teaching and educating people in academies is also a great merit.”

Yu Changkong was wearing a plain gown and said with a faint smile: "You have all been released from seclusion. If I keep you here, it won't be of much use. It's better to do more things."

After Qin Liuxi died, everyone in Qingpingguan also suffered a heavy loss of vitality, and most of them were practicing in seclusion. However, Qingpingguan did not shut up, allowing it to continue to operate, and the incense continued. Yu Changkong was guarding it, just like he did to Qin Liuxi's promise.

However, he did what he promised, but she didn't come back.

Now that Qingyuan has left seclusion, Yu Changkong has retired with success, but he does not stay away. Instead, he founded an academy on the mountain next to Qingpingguan, called Taiping Academy, which only accepts students above the scholar level to teach and educate people.

Yu Changkong said to Qingyuan: "There will be a Taoist class in the academy. If possible, I would like to invite Taoist Master Qingyuan or a disciple of Guanzhong to give lectures every ten days. I will also invite other Taoist masters to give lectures."

Qingyuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you going to preach?"

"Taoist thought is what every student should learn." Yu Changkong said with a smile: "Laozi and Zhuangzi are both from the Taoist school, and their thoughts advocate the natural way of Taoism, which is based on the principle of maleness, strength and softness, etc. in politics, economy, governance, Military strategy is something every student should understand.”

Qingyuan said: "What you do may cause dissatisfaction among Confucians."

Yu Changkong said: "In the academy I run, it is not the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks. I do not necessarily advocate Taoist ideas. There are so-called hundreds of schools of thought. Those who enter my academy and are dissatisfied with the teaching can naturally drop out."

What he taught was always Qin Liuxi’s way!

Qingyuan sighed, being a rebellious person by nature, and said: "Taiping Academy is not far away. If you don't mind, I will accept your invitation."

Yu Changkong bowed to him, said a few words and then left.

Qingyuan was behind him and said, "I heard that the Debian School of the Academy has a life-size statue of the True Lord?"

Yu Changkong paused, turned around, and said: "Faith and willpower are both good things, but what if it is the auspicious faith of the Wenchang people? Although she is not here...but maybe she will need it? I can only Done this."

With the literati's golden and auspicious spirit and wish, I promise it and hope that Angelica will return.

Qingyuan watched him leave, shook his head slightly, and returned to the Taoist temple. When he saw the little ginseng squatting in front of the door with his chin in his hands, he asked, "Isn't the temple master back yet?"

Little Ginseng said: "It's almost time."

Qingyuan also squatted beside him and said: "This time, you are also disappointed, right?"

Xiao Ginseng said with a lonely face: "Maybe."

The underworld.

The two little Yin soldiers guarding the ghost gate huddled together and complained.

"If the big evil god doesn't come, then a small one will come. What's this? Our underworld and the ghost gate are just in name only to their masters and disciples. They come as they say."

"Forget it, I just come once on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, take a look and then leave."

The two ghosts paused again and said, "It has been three years since the karma fire hell was extinguished. The evil people who should have entered the karma fire hell have all gone to the oil pan. Do you think it will stay closed?"

"If the red lotus karma fire doesn't light up, how can we call it the karma fire hell? Alas."

The two ghosts were silent again and said: "Although the Great Evil God is domineering, I still miss her. She has short hands, and the gold ingot she rewarded is of excellent quality. Now that she is gone, no one will reward her. Even if Yes, the quality is average.”

"Who says it's not the case? But I heard from those ghost missionaries that now that the spiritual energy in the mortal world has revived, more cultivators with high levels of cultivation will emerge, and they may also be rewarded by then."

"But who can match the Great Evil God?"

There was another moment of silence.

"Miss her."

"Yes, me too."

Karmic fire hell.

Fei Jackal and Teng Zhao looked at the pitch-black area and said, "I told you that if the fire lights up again, I will notify you. You don't have to come every year."

"I came here on official business, so I just stopped by to take a look."

Fei Zhen sneered: "Yes, in the first year, you sent a man of great merit to the underworld. As for why you sent him personally, you said he was the one who deserved it. In the second year, you said you were afraid that the evil ghost would escape, so you personally escorted him. This year, you are even more serious about coming to visit my ancestor, do you think you can have a more reliable excuse? "

Who is a good person who visits relatives with nothing, and moreover, goes to the underworld to explore?

When you use it, you are like an ancestor, and when you don't use it, you lose nothing.

Teng Zhao said: "Then I will come directly from now on."

"No, did you hear what I said clearly, don't come...hey, you bastard, can't you just let me finish my sentence before leaving?"

Teng Zhao turned a deaf ear, and he would keep coming until it lit up again, until he could no longer come.

Fei Jackal couldn't help but have a headache when he saw that Teng Zhao was so cold and cold and more evil than the kid around him. Why were all his disciples and disciples so rebellious and so difficult to deal with.

He caught up with Teng Zhao and said: "Listen to me and don't come here again. Yin and Yang are inherently separated. If you can come and go freely in the underworld, the rules of this world will also be unhappy."

"Then you give it back to my master." Teng Zhao said with a cold face: "As long as the fire appears, I promise not to go to the Palace of Hell no matter what."

Fei Jackal: "..."

Then you should continue to rebel, ancestor, I can't do it.

He saw the indifference on Teng Zhao's face, but his eyes that were too mature and thorough were full of loss and sadness. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "This is her fate. You can't be too persistent and hinder the Taoist heart."

"I know, sooner or later I will become a powerful person." Then do whatever you think in your heart!

Teng Zhao bowed his hand to him and turned to leave.

Fei Jackal opened his mouth, suppressed a smile, and looked sad.

Emperor Fengdu and King Ksitigarbha watched in the dark. They went to Karma Fire Hell in silence. They looked at the dark and void purgatory and let out a sigh.

"Another year."

The fire of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire never lit up again.

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black desert.

Feng Xiu took out a jug of good wine, leaned in front of a white jade tablet, laid the wine in front of the grave, and took a sip himself.

In front of this tomb, there were actually a lot of fine wines. These were brought to her every year in the early twelfth lunar month by some monks or demons who gave birth to spiritual wisdom when they came to pay their respects.

All living beings will always remember the last words she left in this world: Bring a pot of wine and respect the world!

So, in front of this tomb, there were piles of fine wine.

As she wished.

Feng Xiu looked at the hexagonal snowflakes falling freely, each one shining brightly, and said: "After the spiritual energy recovered, even the snowflakes became beautiful. This is all the feedback you brought. God, you finally opened your eyes." "

The snowflakes seemed to stagnate slightly.

Feng Xiu snorted heavily and said: "But it's a bit of a loss. Everyone is fine and can see the changes of the sun and the moon in this world, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, but you can't. How can this be fair?"

Using her alone to help millions of people, others thought it was worth it, but he felt it was a loss.

Feng Xiu drank another pot of wine. This wine was of average quality and not easy to get drunk.

He muttered to himself until there was an empty wine bottle on the ground, and then he collapsed on the ground. His slender fox eyes were even more charming because of the water on the wine. He stretched out his hand to catch the crystal snowflakes, and cast an illusion, The falling snowflakes seemed to be fiddled with by a hand and piled up, one piece, two pieces, three pieces...

After a long time, a small statue of a girl made of ice crystals and snowflakes became lifelike. He placed it next to him, turned his head and looked over, saying: "This world would be so boring without you."

He closed his eyes and let the increasingly heavy snow cover him.

There was a sound of footsteps on the snow, and a man dressed in a golden and red cassock came to the grave, made a libation of wine, placed the wine bottle in front of the monument, and dug out the fox buried in the snowdrift, just like in the past It's the same for several years, dig it out and take it away.

Along with the fox, the small ice statue rolled down from his arms. Fan Kong was slightly startled, picked up the small ice statue and let out a sigh.

The sigh blew through every piece of gravel along the wind and snow, and spread.

Hope Angelica, hope you Angelica! (End of chapter)