Remodeling the World Remodeling Myth

Chapter 33 Red clouds linger, and divine light soars to the sky!
The sun is scorching hot and the sky is clear.

As the disciples of Quanzhen Sect carried the coffin, the originally noisy road gradually became silent.Qiu Chuji was dressed in hemp and filial piety, holding Wang Chongyang's spirit tablet in his hand, leading the way in front of the team.

His expression was calm, he saw neither sadness nor joy, as if he had long forgotten his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and had reached the state of supreme goodness like water.But the red eye sockets and swollen eyes revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

Yin Zhiping, who was dressed in hemp and filial piety, followed closely behind and walked unhurriedly.Behind them, sixteen strong Taoist priests carried the coffin.

The whole body of the coffin was as black as ink, and the long coffin was carried on the shoulders, giving people a strong sense of oppression from a distance.It just feels like a hill is rolling over, making people unconsciously solemn.Especially the hundreds of people behind the coffin recited the scriptures, which added a bit of sacredness and solemnity to the solemnity in front of them.

Even children who like to play around on weekdays can't help but become quiet in this situation.

On the muddy road outside Zu'an Town, Qiu Chuji led the team.Countless pedestrians stood on both sides of the road, like a vast ocean.Looking at the coffin slowly passing by in front of them, they fell into a deathly silence.

When the coffin slowly passed by, there was a choking sound from somewhere.Then that choked sob was like an irresistible infectious disease, which spread throughout Zu'an Town in a blink of an eye.Everyone couldn't help weeping silently and choked with sobs.

For a moment, the sound of sobs echoed in the sky like a mighty tsunami.

Halfway up the mountain, two plump and beautiful figures stood proudly on the treetops, looking at the scene below.They are Mrs. Ya, the leader of the Yingui sect, and Feng Caiting, a charming dancer who has been in Chang'an for a long time.

"Wang Chongyang, worthy of the name of a great master!" Mrs. Ya heard the choked up voice from below, and looked at the huge scene of tens of thousands of people seeing off, even if she had nothing to do with Wang Chongyang, she couldn't help expressing emotion Voice.

Since ancient times, how many people can have such a treatment of "send by all peoples, stretching for ten miles".Even if he is the Emperor Bintian who has made a lot of achievements, he is probably nothing more than that, right?
"Wang Chongyang has served the country and the people all his life, so he deserves this courtesy." Feng Caiting couldn't help showing admiration when talking about Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang's family was well-off in his early years, and he began to practice Taoism and martial arts in his middle age.If it was an ordinary person, it would definitely end in a mediocre situation, but Wang Chongyang just broke people's common sense.And when he was successful in practice, he traveled thousands of miles to Shandong to spread the teachings, and successively accepted the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.

Afterwards, Quanzhen Sect was like a divine help, and developed into the largest religion in the world in just a hundred years!

It can be said that it was Wang Chongyang who created the world's number one Quanzhen Sect and created an era that silenced the martial arts.This is the era that belongs to Wang Chongyang, the myth that belongs to him alone!
At the same time, such words appeared frequently in Zu'an Township.

Ever since the news of Wang Chongyang's death spread, all the Jianghu sects with some connections came to pay respects.At this time, Zu'an Town can be described as a mixture of dragons and snakes, gathering an unknown number of sects and families in the entire Kyushu.Even spies from Jin Kingdom, Xixia and other countries mixed in to spy on the situation.

Even Wang Chongyang's enemies could only bow down to his prestige when they saw this scene.

The Taoists who carried the coffin were all accomplished masters of the Quanzhen Sect, and each of them was a martial artist who had acquired the realm of Qi training.Therefore, they carried the heavy coffin and walked like flying on the muddy road.The potholed road is like a broad road to them.

When people were either immersed in the sorrow of Wang Chongyang's death, or immersed in the feat of tens of thousands of people seeing him off, a Taoist who carried the coffin suddenly felt a little more red smoke around his eyes.

At first he thought that he was hallucinating, but later he realized that this was not the case, but that there was some hazy and subtle red cloud on the coffin at some point.The wisps of red clouds are condensed and lingering, just like the divine light surrounding the body of a fairy god, it is very magical.

"what!"

The sudden vision made the Taoist body tremble when he found out that the coffin was strange, and he let out an exclamation of unknown meaning.

His scream not only broke the silence of the funeral procession, but also disturbed Qiu Chuji and others who were walking silently ahead.They didn't know what happened behind them, but when they heard the exclamation, their hearts suddenly tightened, and they couldn't help but look back.

However, when they saw the scene behind them, they couldn't help but be dazed.

However, the clouds on the coffin became more and more dense, and it was already visible to the naked eye in a blink of an eye.If you look at it from a distance, you can't even see the shape of the coffin, you can only see a cloud of red smoke that is so thick as to be real.

"Master, Master." Yin Zhiping, who was already seventy years old, felt that his mouth was dry and his speech was difficult, and his voice could not help but change.

Qiu Chuji's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and the shock on his face was not concealed at all.He was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly thought of the vision of Zhongnan Mountain that day.

Could it be, Master?
Qiu Chuji's thoughts were complicated and messy. He took a deep look at the coffin that was completely covered by red clouds, then glanced at the tomb three to four hundred meters away, and gritted his teeth, "Go ahead!"

Now that the situation is unclear, he can't miss the auspicious time for the burial just because of a momentary guess.

The expressions of the other people changed slightly. Someone wanted to say something, but seeing Qiu Chuji's expression, they could only shake their heads slightly and give up.Although they knew that the vision would not appear for nothing, none of them dared to bear the responsibility of making Wang Chongyang unable to be buried on time.With the scene in front of me, it is the best choice to move on.

The Taoists carrying the coffin behind are all core disciples of Quanzhen Sect.They all knew about the vision of Zhongnan Mountain a few days ago, and they were even lucky enough to witness the vision with their own eyes.At this time, the vision on the coffin was the same as that day, so they couldn't help but think about it.

As they carried the coffin, they felt the cloud of red smoke around them. They felt as if they had entered a fairyland, and each of them felt a little bit more like a feathered flying fairy.The same is true for the Taoists chanting at the back, but they didn't have the opportunity to carry the coffin, and could only look enviously at the brothers who carried the coffin.

After hearing Qiu Chuji's order, everyone continued to stride forward after a brief pause.

They walked only three steps, when the red light on the coffin suddenly shot up into the sky, like a beam of red light penetrating the sky, which could be clearly seen from tens of miles away.

Halfway up the mountain.

Mrs. Ya and Feng Caiting were the first to discover the vision below. They looked at the coffin shrouded in red light with dazed faces, and couldn't help murmuring: "Could it be that Wang Chongyang is really a god?"

The two looked at each other, neither of them could tell why.

According to the Chang'an Newspaper's report, the vision of Zhongnanshan that day and the information conveyed in it have already spread all over the world.At this time, such scenes appeared again, they couldn't help being shocked.As for whether the Quanzhen Sect was behind the scenes, anyone who saw the huge vision in front of them immediately abandoned this idea.

It's not that they look down on the Quanzhen Sect. If the Quanzhen Sect has this kind of ability, it would be hell.

At the same time, the common people who came to see off Chongyang Daoist also discovered a sudden vision!
(End of this chapter)