This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 260 My heart is public opinion! (12)

Deep in chaos.

Zixiao Palace.

From the outside, this simple and extremely Taoist palace is only ten hundred feet square, and it is quietly located in the chaos.

But in the palace, there is a hole in the sky, forming a world of its own.

In the world of the hall, the sky is round and the earth is round, purple air is pervasive, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, fairy air is lingering, the sound of the avenue is endless, and spirits and animals are playing everywhere.

But the palace itself overlaps with the fairy cave, as if the two illusions are compatible, and it is full of Taoism and mystery.

On a high platform above the palace, put a futon and set up a purple cloud bed.

There were originally six futons placed under the palace, and these six futons were clearly placed in the main hall, but they were on top of the six fairy mountains.

at this time.

A Hongjun Xuying and a Hongjun Taoist stood side by side in the main hall, standing on the top of the two mountains in the cave world, always watching every step of Zishou's lecture tour in the south.

Tiandao Hongjun said indifferently, "What do you think?"

Daozu Hongjun said lightly:

"Whether he ordered Ji Chang to make a northern expedition, or let the army pretend to attack the Zhou family, all of them are far-reaching and not at the moment."

"It's impossible for him to go hunting around the world this time, preaching and giving lectures."

"In my opinion, all the innovations in the world since he took the throne seem to be laying the foundation for this lecture."

"Looking for food for the human race, building a village to learn the straight way, popularizing the human race's language, and then giving lectures in the south as a human king, forcibly turning the gaze of the human race from the fields to the books."

"Everything is so logical."

"He used all the prestige he has accumulated since he succeeded to the throne to completely change the human race's belief in food."

"He succeeded."

"Nowadays in the world, the wind of reading is sweeping all over the world, and it has become a new belief of the human race."

Tiandao glanced at Daozu, indifferently, and said: "I ask you, Emperor Xin's move, the advantages and disadvantages to the world, when did you praise him?"

Daozu also took a look at Tiandao and said:
"The fate of the world is in your eyes, why do you ask me?"

"Since you asked me, it shows that the future has changed, but you still don't believe him."

Tiandao looked at the luck of heaven and earth that stretched across the heaven and earth, and at the luck that locked the Great Shang Xianzong, said:

"If you are not born in the prehistoric times, your heart must be different."

"Humanity must be ordered by the sky. This is our agreement when Nu Wa created man. This plan must never be changed."

Daozu heard the words and fell silent.

He looked away from the figure of Di Xin giving lectures in the human world, and then looked at the Six Paths of Samsara, restrained his tone, and said:

"Heretic beings, still don't give up from the six reincarnations, looking for a way to invade the prehistoric."

"The corpses of heretics in the Yellow Spring River have changed from one that has been floating for thousands of years to one that has been floating for decades..."

"Although they can't send the living, I always feel that there is something mysterious about those corpses."

Tiandao Xuying said:
"Power from outside the territory cannot exist. It is the first rule that you and I joined forces with the saints to use all the laws to inscribe in the prehistoric world."

"Under the rules of heaven, no one can escape their fate, neither you nor me."

"If they can't break through the barrier of heaven, kill you and me, and slaughter all the saints, even if they can invade the wilderness, they are just mortals without any outside power."

"What are you afraid of?"

"If you really have the power of heretics and can exist under the rules of heaven, it proves... that we have already lost..."

"At that time, Honghuang had already fallen."

Hongjun's eyes were extremely calm, and he said:

"However, I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain it if we only rely on peace of mind. It's time to let the three religions enter the underworld."

Tiandao Hongjun looked at the long river of fate, and a hollow and ruthless voice sounded.

"The conferring of the gods has not yet ended, and the human way has not yet been controlled by you and me. If you master the authentic way at this time, it will give the immortal gods of the outside world a chance to take advantage of it."

"In the final analysis, you and I are only in charge of the way of heaven, and we don't have the skills of Pangu."

"Don't forget why we have survived from the battle of gods and demons to the present."

Tiandao looked at Tianwaitian, the dojo of all saints, and said quietly:
"If it weren't for you and me to control the destiny of the heavens and trap the saints with the holy position, whether it is Sanqing or Zuwu, how could we be so peaceful?"

"They all have a background against the sky, and a scheming plan."

"You and I can only restrain each other, how can we act recklessly."

"Poverty Dao just dropped eighteen fairy mountains, and Kongtong Seal returned to the world. Yuanshi was knocked down for tens of thousands of years of Taoism, and the laws of heaven were cut off in two. Do you still want to intervene in the tunnel?"

Daozu chuckled and said:
"Old Ancestor, I'm talking about negotiation, and what you think about is checks and balances."

"You stick!"

The phantom of the Dao of Heaven no longer recovered, his eyes looked at the depths of the chaos, at the place where the endless dark thunder and wind raged, where a net engraved with the law of the Dao rose out of thin air!
The power of thunder jumps above the net, and the law and the boundless immortal power manifest into thousands of gods and thunders, traversing the depths of time, space and galaxy in an instant!
Zuwu's capital is the God of Thunder!
Daozu's Zixiao Divine Thunder!
Goddess of Good Fortune Thunder of Empress Nuwa!

……

The Sanqing Divine Thunder of the Sanqing Saint!
The Divine Lightning of Nirvana of the Second Saint of the West!
Zhen Yuanzi's Wutu Shenlei!

……

In the chaos, outside of time and space, there are figures standing, looking at the barrier of heaven in front of them.

Behind them is a phantom of heaven and earth that traverses the chaos and eternity.

Daozu's eyes were also looking at the end of the chaos. For some reason, he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Di Xin walked too slowly.

Daozu looked at the world, looked at the miasma under the fate of humanity, and said:
"Di Xin, today's human race has never even conquered the human world. It's too early to say that it has skyrocketed to [-] miles."

……

Too plain.

Wa Palace.

Nu Wa's eyes finally withdrew from the world.

As long as Di Xinnan patrolled, Nuwa stood again for a long time. She looked at the fragments of the avenue in the world's luck, like sparks of fire, which kept lighting up. When Zishou arrived in the southern capital, she said lightly:
"It turned out that he wanted to use himself as a fire to light a fire in the world, so that the people's roots could be turned into reading."

Yun Xiao watched the world for a full year, but still had a look of shock in his eyes, and said:
"Your Majesty, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors all want to educate the human race."

"But they have gone through thousands of years, and they dare not abandon the means of arousing the will of the human race based on land and food."

"Why did Di Xin dare to do this?"

"Isn't he afraid that once the human race has enough food and clothing, they will fend for themselves like the Baiji clan?"

There is still one last sentence in Yunxiao's heart that he has not said.

Emperor Xin.

He actually succeeded.

In today's Dashang territory, the well-fed and well-clothed human race lives in other courtyards, sits on the sky car, takes pictures of immortals, listens to stories told by storytellers, eats antique soup and roasts, but always holds the most important thing in their hearts. , there is only one thing, and that is to read and enlighten!
Become an enlightened person!
Nuwa heard Yunxiao's question and said quietly:
"Just like when he erected an icon for the palace..."

"Afraid or not, only he knows."

Nuwa looked at the miasma in the south of the world, and said:
"Father God opened the sky back then, and was calculated to die. The depression was hard to dissipate, and it turned into miasma and circulated in the prehistoric mountains."

"The principles in this are all evil ways."

"It is inevitable for Di Xin to patrol thousands of miles to remove the miasma in the world."

"At that time, take the Hunyuan Jindou and the map of Shanhe Sheji, and go to the Nether Blood Sea."

When Yunxiao heard the words, he nodded in agreement, his eyes were calm, and he didn't change when he heard the words Nether Blood Sea.

……

Western Paradise.

Leiyin Ancient Temple.

Jieyin Zhunti looked at Di Xin who was preaching in Jingzhou, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, only compassionate, Zhunti said lightly:

"The air of poisonous miasma is in the human race, just like the chaos of the four elephants in the gods."

"Di Xin, didn't Nuwa tell you that the miasma in the world is untouchable?"

At this time.

Maitreya suddenly said, "Saint, will Di Xin turn miasma into jade bullets?"

Maitreya's voice fell.

The Second Saint of the West looked at this vast and boundless miasma, and suddenly stopped talking, with an ugly expression on his face.

At this time, a Western Taoist with a benevolent face and a dignified demeanor showed his figure from the depths of Leiyin Ancient Temple. He had black hair in a bun, his ears dropped to his shoulders, and he held a fruit branch of Myrobalan in front of his right knee and a bowl in front of his left navel. , with both feet crossed in the center of the lotus throne.

He opened his mouth and said, "Saint, if Di Xin enters a place of poisonous miasma, this is a chance for my disciples."

Zhunti looked at the blue Taoist priest, said a dharma name, and said:
"It turned out to be fellow Taoist Liuli, the pharmacist. You can try it yourself. If you can take this opportunity to comprehend the power of plague, pox, poison, and epidemic, you may be expected to prove the Dao Hunyuan."

"But this time, there should be all the gods and immortals in the land of the great miasma."

"If the opportunity does not come, go back to the west, don't force it, and fight with others."

"Especially... Lu Yue, the qi refiner from Mingxuan Mountain on Jiulong Island."

After Zhunti's words fell, Taoist Liuli, the pharmacist, bowed to appease his head, and his figure disappeared from the ancient temple of Leiyin.

Zhunti looked at the black under the fate of the world, and said:
"Among the nine heavens and ten places, there are not many places where Taoism gathers."

"Besides this place, there is only the Nether Blood Sea."

……

Pharmacist Liuli left the Western Church at the same time.

On Jinao Island, a person descended into the sky, got on a golden-eyed camel that flew from Kowloon Island, and flew to the world.

Camel with golden eyes.

He has three heads and six arms, and each holds six treasures, the twin swords of plague, the plague seal, the plague bell, the fixed-shaped plague banner, the plague umbrella, and the eight trigrams platform!

Looking at the great miasma in the world, his eyes shot out fierce lights.

world.

Tongguan City.

A decree came to send Yu Hualong, the commander in chief of Tongguan, to go south to Jingzhou.

Yu Hualong stepped on the sky locomotive and flew away through the sky.

at this time.

In the whole territory of Dashang, there is no one who knows, no one does not know that the king has arrived in Jingzhou, and wants to clear up the fearful poisonous miasma for the people of Nandu!
for a year.

At this moment, the public opinion gathered by Emperor Xin's southern tour lectures began to slowly condense into a torrent heading south!
this moment!
Zishou's will is the will of the people!

The people of the great merchants, after dinner, were all talking about breaking the miasma in the southern capital.

They were filled with righteous indignation and clenched their fists. Some storytellers even made up slogans and shouted for solidarity. Many people even went south to help Jingzhou people...

In the territory of Dashang.

Support Zishou everywhere!
……

Jade Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat in Yuxu Palace, looked at the place of wild thorns, and said:

"Qingxu, hold the fan of five fires and seven birds, let's go down to the world."

　Note: Lu Yue, who was conferred the title of "Plague Emperor Haotian" in Fengshenzhong, is the originator of Plague God.In the original book, he died at the hands of Yang Ren, under the fan of five fires and seven birds.

　
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