The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

This year, Yumen Pass and the old land of Minyue have two different atmospheres.

In Yumen Pass, the Ghost Sword seems to have been stimulated by something suddenly, or it can also be said that because the person it was afraid of was gone, it was dispatched more and more frequently.

The Jiangnan First Alliance suffered heavy losses. Even if there are troops, as long as their people go out, the opponent can always find a place with weak defenses to attack.

Seeing that the business has completely stagnated, it is conceivable that it will wither after the beginning of spring, but the high-level leaders of the alliance do not know whether they are in some kind of official-oriented thinking, so they suppress the news and conceal it. Masters go to Yumen Pass.

This kind of decision to take human life to death should have been unanimously opposed by all factions in the alliance.But this is not exactly an ordinary Jianghu loose faction, after all, it has an official and a power.

Even the middle and high-level leaders of the League also went to Yumen Pass to sit in person, and no matter how much the people at the bottom thought, they couldn't take it to the surface to oppose it.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no way to oppose it. I can only find a way to protect my own people and let other discordant factions in the alliance die.

In the first alliance, the undercurrent is raging, and the water is full of turmoil. Everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, and the discord among each other is even worse.

As for the old capital of Fujian and Vietnam, it was snowing heavily this year, and the disaster was serious. It should have died of freezing and starvation.

But with Baiyijiao, everything is different.

The three goddesses came together to bless the congregation.

The three provinces of the old country of Fujian and Vietnam spread their miracles everywhere.

I heard that the White Clothes Sect held a celebration event, and invited the gods to give grace, thawed snow into rice grains, black soil into charcoal fire, and used ashes of spells as magic medicine. All devout believers in the White Clothes Sect could survive this severe winter.

Even if there has never been a disaster, and they have never received the favor of the Baiyi Sect, people from thousands of miles away will praise them sincerely after hearing about these things.

Only Tianjilou, who is always watching Baiyijiao, knows that things are not that simple.

For example, not all the locals in Fujian and Yue believe in the Baiyi religion, nor do they all buy the white-clothed goddess.

However, most of these unbelievers also hold that they would rather believe in something than believe in nothing... What if... it's okay to try... a similar mentality, and they didn't specifically object.

After all, believe it or not, they have also benefited, and it would be an honor to say that such a character appeared in their hometown.

Another point is that they are all from the folks in the village, and there are people around who believe them, so it is not easy for others to tear things down in public.

Most of them just smiled and muttered a few words in private.

When the White Clothes Sect becomes famous all over the world, the people around them will also be influenced unconsciously, and they will be skeptical, fearing that their words will offend the gods.

Of course, people died in the land of Minyue. Normal people know that, how can the ashes of the spell cure all diseases?

However, without the explanation of the goddess in white, other people will stand up and explain how the deceased insulted the gods in private. This is not because the spell is invalid, but because he has been condemned by the gods.

Driven by the desire to survive, even if there are doubts in the heart, no one dares to speak out or think too much.

The local officials don't care about this. After all, what Baiyijiao does is to save people, not to harm them. It can also save him trouble and improve his political performance.

On the surface, King Min, the feudal lord, doesn't care about the facts, and he doesn't care even if he is still staying in the capital of Luoyang, which is thousands of miles away.

Weisheng Haoran looked at the collected information, and the fox's eyes were condensed: "The picture is not small. Fortunately, it is a goddess. If it is a man, it can even rebel and become the emperor."

There are many such people in history, such as the Five Dou Rice Sect.

Although today is not considered a prosperous age, it has only been passed down to the second generation, so it is not enough for people to live in peace and have to go to war.It's just that the martial arts are still in the world, and they are fighting each other endlessly. Sooner or later, when the court is stabilized, they will be free to clean up.

What Baiyijiao can do is to compete with the Three Leagues for status in the Jianghu, to become the next Baidi City, and to catch up from behind.

Weisheng Haoran didn't take it seriously, but just sent the information to Baidi City.

He didn't think Ghost Sword had anything to do with the Baiyi Sect. The people in the Baiyi Sect were just using their reputation as piano doctors to give themselves a golden endorsement, which was good for their early development.

After all, the only person who can be seen by people with their own eyes, who can live to the death of human flesh and bones, and is known to the world, is only known to each other.

Afterwards, I didn't hear the Baiyi Sect dare to say that Gu Xiangzhi was one of their three goddesses.

Not long after this letter was circulated, the Baiyi Sect expanded rapidly and made another big move, as if it was going to hold a grand and mysterious sacrificial activity.

"This will be a true miracle, and we will usher in a true god, a great, benevolent and perfect true god."

This is a major event announced by the third goddess, the one with the most mysterious and highest status, during the daily pilgrimage of the congregation.

So far, no one seems to have been victimized, and the people in the Tianji Building only joked about their obsession, and still dutifully recorded the data.Not public yet.

……

Seeing these materials, Gu Jinxiao smiled faintly and put them aside.

He Jiuqing sorted out the materials he had thrown aside, sorted them out habitually, and put them back on the bookshelf.

One side said softly: "This kind of sect is actually very easy to establish. If you go out and walk more, you will find it everywhere. They are all short-lived and left alone. The shortest is three to five years, and the longest is more than ten years. No one goes to it." Believe in them. But new sects will always emerge in endlessly. The more banned, the longer they live."

Gu Jinxiao's expression was subtle: "Do you know how to build it?"

He Jiuqing nodded: "Anyone can do it. First, pick a strange time in the sky and make some abnormalities. The easiest way is to faint in public, wake up quickly, and say some mysterious and special words. Simple One point, easy to remember. Next, suddenly believe in a well-known benevolent god. For example, Baiyijiao chose Guanyin."

Guanyin is a righteous god, how could her devout followers be evil gods?

"This is to get the first level of endorsement under the guise of the gods. Next, just do something different from ordinary people, such as not saying a word, practicing closed mantra, and serving the gods day and night. During this time, there will be many people who like to be lively. The first batch of propaganda media must be used well, and older women should be selected. After paying homage to the gods, give them the ashes of the spell."

In the folk, there is a tradition of praying to gods and turning the ashes of spells into medicinal drinks, which will not be contradicted.

"Spells are of course useless, but most of the small problems of the elderly are caused by suspicion, and they will soon feel that it must be the magic medicine that made her better. Such people will spread it everywhere, even if they are dubious in their hearts, and tell others When you listen, you will be unwavering, say [-]% to [-]%."

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

"People who don't believe will naturally question it. But for believers, this is not questioning the goddess, but questioning them believers. In order to convince themselves that they are superior and correct. They will attack heresy and defend the goddess. Even if they themselves I think maybe it’s not so magical.”

He Jiuqing smiled lightly: "At this time, the real master doesn't need to do anything. People's hearts will help her complete everything. There will be many people flocking to ask for help whether to pass the time, watch the fun, or want to expose She. But outsiders don't know what those crowds of people are thinking, they think that this is really effective. If you don't say anything, you will make your own way."

Gu Jinxiao's eyes were deep and far-reaching, and she had a faint smile: "What happened later? Charms can't cure diseases."

"Later, it depends on the individual's ability." He Jiuqing was thoughtful, "Some people do have some ability, as long as they exaggerate it. Some people have no ability, but they can attribute everything to the gods. For example The effectiveness is due to the piety of serving the gods, and this piety is naturally a voluntary donation of offering money. If there is no recovery from illness, it is naturally not enough piety."

It is pious to have a wealth of wealth, and it is also pious to go bankrupt.After going bankrupt, the amount is not enough, so naturally it can be considered not pious enough.

"After all, everything depends on the heart. Only the gods and you know that you are not dedicated. How can you blame the goddess, she is just a bridge between the gods and you."

He Jiuqing sighed: "The long-term people know how to choose and stop, and know how to stop when enough is enough. The short-term people are mostly greedy. If the ambitious people have the means to kill, the harm will be huge. Let me tell you, this method doesn't matter if it takes a thousand years. Ten thousand years have passed, and nothing will fail. Believe it or not, everyone can succeed? I once met two oracles in the same village ten years apart. They were only half a street apart. Even if they were exposed in public, there would still be Believers turn a deaf ear."

Gu Jinxiao's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I know."

What he didn't say was that before being brought into this world by Shenlong, what he did was mostly to deal with such people, eliminate some people, and use others.

Since you still choose to be deceived by others, why not come and worship him.At least, this time it's true.

He said to He Jiuqing: "What you said is all about small troubles, and the most they ask for is money. The Baiyi Sect is not, because they really don't want money. All their actions are good intentions. The most useless in this world The most expensive thing is goodwill, and the most expensive thing is not asking for anything in return. Because it is useless, it is invulnerable. Because it is not asking for something in return, the price paid far exceeds the income.”

He Jiuqing calmly said, "I know."

Not only did he know, he also knew what the Baiyi teacher wanted and what he wanted to do.

But he couldn't say anything, let alone do anything.

……

After the festival, the King of Min stayed in Luoyang completely as if he had forgotten something.

The courtiers hinted several times, but the King of Fujian pretended not to hear it, and after several times, he simply refused to go to the court.

Privately said: "Fujian and Yue are poor and remote, how can they compare with the feet of the emperor, Tianjing and Luoyang are prosperous and interesting? This king will not leave. Whoever wants to go will go."

Snuggling against the red and leaning on the emerald green, where there were songs and laughter, someone laughed at Yan Yan, and tentatively said: "You are the king of Jiangnan, how rich and beautiful Yangzhou is, isn't it also yours?"

The king of Min was half drunk and half awake, with a smile that was not a smile: "It's just to share the worries and govern for the emperor, so how can it be my king? This king has always been called a domineering and arrogant person. You dare to say that than this king."

The person who spoke suddenly lost color, sweating profusely.

King Min laughed: "Little poor boy, are you afraid now? Don't worry, Brother Huang doesn't care about your two silly words."

Even so, he left early and never came again, and soon changed to a gentle place.

……

In the palace, someone whispered back, talking about the series of words and deeds of King Min in private.

The person inside didn't make a sound, and when the person finished speaking, he just hummed lightly.

The convenience disappears without a trace.

……

At the same time, in Yumen Pass, which is thousands of miles away, an identical King of Fujian appeared.

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, and the twinkling peach eyes were empty, bored, as if he didn't even bother to blink.

Where the eyes are, there is a jade bottle on the table, and a branch of poisonous pink oleander is inserted obliquely in it.

As soon as anyone comes in, he must first look at the emerald green finger on his hanging right hand, and then the oleander plant.

Behind the poisonous flowers and the fingers is that lazy and noble face.

The visitor knelt on one knee and saluted: "Master, everything is ready, when will the next stage start? Please instruct me on how to proceed in the next stage."

That cold and calm voice was cool and undisciplined, and his air was like gossamer: "Has Leng Luo killed enough?"

In the shadow, a man in black robe who was integrated with the shadow knelt down, cold and silent: "Yes. But there is one more person..."

The king of Fujian smiled, "Emperor?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"Oh." The King of Min lost interest, "That's the leader of the Jiangnan Emperor League who ordered to destroy your entire family. What's his name?"

In fact, the First Jiangnan League was originally a group of martial arts people who supported the imperial family. They originally called themselves the Jiangnan Emperor League, but this was too straightforward and flattering, and was ridiculed by others.

The man in black in the shadows clenched the slender black sword in his hand, and said in a voice of hatred like iron, "Ge Shu Wenyue."

King Min said lazily: "Isn't the old man the first generation leader? He hasn't abdicated to the young people until now?"

Under the white cloak sitting on the other side, an elegant and clear voice replied: "According to the information Tingfengge got from the top management of the first alliance, on the surface, the leader of the alliance is changed once every three years, and once every ten years. Small changes can be re-elected." , A big change requires a change. But the ones selected are all puppets, and the actual control has always been in the hands of Ge Shu Wenyue."

King Min nodded understandingly: "After all, he is the most sincere. If I were the emperor's brother, I would not worry about using such an obedient dog. Leng Luo, you are so boring. It was Ge Shu Wenyue who ordered to destroy your entire family, and the meaning behind it was the emperor. You just This pays off."

The person in the shadow said coldly: "If it wasn't for Geshu Wenyue who wanted to steal the first alliance, he wouldn't have deliberately framed the truth and caused the emperor to order. I just want to say that the group of ungrateful executioners of the first alliance and Geshu's family, eye for eye."

"Whatever you want." The King of Min was not very interested, "The first alliance has cut off the business, and the finances are tight. Brother Shu Wenyue has not reported it yet, and it is estimated that he will soon be unable to sit still."

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the person under the white cloak: "My goddess in white, what about your side?"

A gentle and calm voice said: "Everything is ready, I only owe Chunri an east wind."

"Dongfeng, of course it will come." King Min's eyes softened, looking at the oleander branch, "But, before that, you have to do another thing."

"Please show me, Lord."

King Min slowly bent his eyes: "It's wonderful to change faces for a charming person like you. For example, this king, so far no one has found that Luoyang is wrong."

"The master has won the prize. The sisters rely on this skill to make a living. Naturally, they must do better than ordinary people." Under the white cloak is Bai Wei, the master of painting charm.

King Min shook his head: "No prize, you are really good. But I'm curious, did you become the late emperor's concubine yourself, or did you kill someone to replace you not long ago?"

Bai Wei raised her head slightly, her face was alluring, and her expression was unhurried.

"If it's the former, then you won't be the one who married into Fallen Flower Valley. If it's the latter..."

Bai Wei smiled lightly: "Your Majesty doesn't know anything. Whether it's Huamei or the coffin, we never kill people. Naturally, I didn't marry myself as the first emperor and concubine. It's just that Huamei took over a business. Sitting there by mistake."

King Min suddenly realized, his eyes were bent, but his eyes were cold: "That's really great. I heard that the person on the dragon chair has always had a different attitude towards the young queen mother. If he knows, he must be very happy."

Bai Wei blinked lightly, not very happy: "My lord is too worried. The love of my concubine is a woman."

King Min lowered his eyes, and said indifferently: "Since that's the case, at the last moment, please ask the queen mother to give the emperor a ride."

"Yes." Bai Wei did not hesitate.

"However." King Min said, "I said just now that I have something to do, but this is not what I meant."

He got up, walked in front of Leng Luo step by step, pulled out the ghost sword from his waist, and looked at the blood-soaked red sword.

"Bai Wei, the high priest of the White Clothes Sect, it's time to show up."

He squinted away, narrowing his eyes slightly: "It's time for the world to know about the grievances and inversions of black and white 300 years ago. They will welcome the people who are closest to the gods. Enough blood and killing can resurrect the gods."

Bai Wei opened her eyes slightly, she knew it, it was recorded in the secret records of the Yan family, 300 years ago, that Baiyi sect.

"Really, can it be resurrected?"

King Min smiled, with a calm expression: "Of course, no one knows better than me. This sword is also very clear."

Bai Wei recalled what King Min said to her back then, that the Baiyi Cult existed 300 years ago, and it was a church without a leader and without any miracles.

The reason why this religion exists is to look forward to the day when someone can be resurrected again.

The reason why it is called Baiyijiao is because that person's life and name are all annihilated and banned, and are not allowed to exist.But many people will remember that figure in white.

"But the current Baiyi Cult can be a real miracle, it can really resurrect that person. Because, the time has come."