Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years
Chapter 64
Reaction From All Sides, Finally Going to Lu County
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Legend has it that in ancient times, Heavenly Gods descended and divided the world into 36 states.
Yongzhou is the center of 36 states.
Unfortunately, Great Jin currently occupies only 11 states.
Therefore, Yongzhou was not only not a central region, but even a northwestern border.
However, no one would ignore Yongzhou. There is the highest mountain in the world here. Legend has it that it was a mountain that emerged from the ground when the God of Heaven descended.
As the head of the Dao Sect in the world, Daoyi Palace was located on Donghua Mountain.
There was no commotion from the mortal world here, only fog and clouds, buildings, pavilions, and Daoists were meditating and practicing martial arts.
The Golden Peak of Donghua Mountain.
A middle-aged Taoist priest who looked to be around 50 years old came to the edge of the cliff. He looked at the sea of clouds in front of him and shouted, "Master Sect, there is some rather strange news in the new report sent by the disciples at the foot of the mountain."
"Oh?" A soft cry sounded from the sea of clouds.
Then, clouds as white as snow surged like waves and completely opened a path out of thin air like a miracle.
A green-robed Daoist who looked to be around 60 years old with a sage-like appearance and white hair walked slowly over the cliff.
This person was the current Sect Master of Daoyi Palace, Zhang Shuming.
“Senior Sect Master's sacred strength Senior Brother has increased again. Even crossing an abyss was like walking on flat land!” The middle-aged Taoist priest said with envy and admiration, "I wonder if I will have a chance to witness the secrets of the Divine Realm in my life."
After opening the Divine Treasure within the body, one would be able to perfect an unimaginable power. The Divine Treasure Realm Martial Dao was the mark of a Divine Realm expert.
They could be said to be Perfect, Celestial Master Teacher, and Magician!
"How can this be called a holy power?" Zhang Shuming shook his head and sighed softly. “It just condenses the clouds and stomps on it while pretending to walk in the sky. It's just a little technique. It's not worth mentioning. How can it be called divine power?
"Senior Sister Sect Master, you must be joking." The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, “In today's world, there are only a few people in the God Realm. If this was only a minor technique, all the martial artists in the world could be said to be stupid and incompetent.”
“A hundred years ago, I saw the true divine power ..” Zhang Shuming seemed to remember something, but he shook his head. “Do not talk about it. Let's talk about what special news there is from the foot of the mountain.”
"A hundred years ago?" The middle-aged Taoist priest was a little curious, but he did not continue asking. He replied, “It's about the great rebel King Yan of Fengzhou. Senior Brother Sect Master, do you still remember that King Yan?
“I've heard it a lot in the last few years, so I certainly remember it.” Zhang Shuming nodded and stroked his white beard. He smiled and said, “Why? Could it be that King Yan had occupied Fengzhou and achieved success? The Emperor can't sit still anymore and wants me out of seclusion?”
"No." The middle-aged daoist shook his head and took out a letter. He handed it to Zhang Shuming and said, “Senior Brother, please take a look. A few days ago, there was a sudden phenomenon of divine punishment in Xiling County. Hundreds of thousands of King Yan's troops became ashes, but ordinary people were not injured at all.”
"How is this possible?!" Zhang Shuming's eyes widened as he grabbed his beard. The old daoist bared his teeth and said, "Are you sure it's not a rumor?"
“A student went to Xiling County to investigate. Every citizen saw the scene that night, so there should be no mistake.” The middle-aged Taoist priest looked a little worried and asked in a low voice, “ Sect Master Senior Brother, a hundred years is almost up. Is it related to..”.
"No." Zhang Shuming shook his head. “Because it does not hurt ordinary people, I fear it is not purely a force of nature. But what kind of existence could do such a thing? How could there be such a powerful existence? It can't be…"
While feeling shocked, he fell into deep confusion and even doubted his life.
As a martial cultivator who had reached the limits of the Mortal Realm, Zhang Shuming knew very well where the upper limits of the God Realm were. It was simply impossible for anyone to do such an exaggerated thing.
Even a Human God who was stronger than the God Realm could not do so.
Could it really be divine retribution? Is there such a thing as divine retribution in this world?
Will the Heavenly Dao care about the disputes of the human world?
As soon as this thought appeared, Zhang Shuming felt his blood turn cold.
Instinctively, he looked up at the sky.
If heaven had feelings, it would be too terrifying.
….
There was a place called the Golden Light Mountain in Yuzhou.
Later, a senior monk established a temple here and established a sect. It was the current number one sacred land of Buddhism, the "Baolin Buddha Hall".
At the same time that Daoyi Palace learned about the mysterious destruction of King Yan's army, Baolin Buddha Hall also received the news.
For this reason, the current Abbot had specifically knocked on the door of the meditation room and awakened Zen Master Dufa, who had been in seclusion for 20 years.
“Grandmaster, a hundred years is almost up. Is this phenomenon a sign?” The Abbot was the great disciple of Monk Dufa, and his demeanor was very respectful.
Monk Du Fa looks like a skinny monk in his seventies. He had a long white beard and a rather old face.
He closed his eyes slightly and said slowly, “This is the anger of Buddha and punishment for all living beings. You can let the sect disciples use this as publicity to promote Buddhism.”
“But, Grandmaster..” The Abbot is a little worried.
If "Divine grace" were man-made, wouldn't this anger a powerful figure?
"You don't have to worry." Zen Master Dufa opened his eyes and fused his two palms together. He smiled and said, “This can't be man-made. It can only be the wrath of the Buddha. From this, it can be seen that the Buddha's compassion is limitless. Amitabha!”
….
In the Imperial City of the Middle Continent, the center of Great Jin.
The 49-year-old Jianyan Emperor, Wei Yi, was lying lazily in his bedroom.
Right now, he was listening to Prime Minister Chu Yuanliang's report on political matters through the screen.
When Chu Yuanliang said that King Yan's army in Fengzhou had been destroyed, he suddenly sat up straight and laughed out loud. “Hahaha, good, good. This Emperor is indeed the Son of Heaven. Even Heaven helped me!”
“The bandits Yan has done too many unfair acts and died of the wrath of Heaven. This is proof that the Son of Heaven represents the mandate of Heaven itself!” Chu Yuanliang echoed loudly and hurriedly said, “Your Majesty, you can use this opportunity to strengthen your control over the countries around the Central Continent. One hundred years is almost over. Maybe you can get more Immortal meetings with this.”
“It's true, it's true. The Prime Minister knows this Emperor well!” Emperor Jianyan was in a very good mood. Suddenly, he thought of something. “By the way, a few days ago, you told me that the regional judge could summon the wind and rain and defeat 50,000 bandit troops. What's his name again?”
"Your Majesty, his name should be District Judge Cui Heng," Chu Yuanliang said respectfully.
"That's right, it's Cui Heng." Emperor Jianyan nodded and said with a smile, “This is a very meritorious service. Bandit Yan had wreaked havoc for many years, and no one in Fengzhou could stop them. Only this person made such an amazing contribution.
Perhaps it was because of this that Heaven lowered the divine punishment and completely destroyed the Yan bandits. His head is big and he needs to be given a big award. The governor of Fengzhou, Cao Quan, was assassinated a few days ago. What do you think about giving the position of Governor of Fengzhou to Cui Heng?”
"Your Majesty, you can't." Chu Yuanliang finally stopped approving. He was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He hurriedly said, “Although Cui Heng's contribution was very good, he was only a county magistrate. If he was promoted to a state judge, he would probably make enemies everywhere. That's not a good thing.”
“Sounds like it makes sense.” Emperor Jianyan nodded and thought for a moment. "How about this? I will give him the title of General Weiyuan and give him 300 gold taels and the Army Seal. He can recruit 100,000 soldiers.”
"..." - ".Chu Yuanliang was stunned.
100,000 potential recruits were enough to launch an uprising on the spot.
However, in hindsight, he realized that Fengzhou was already beyond the control of the Imperial Court. It didn't seem like a bad thing to ask General Weiyuan to smooth things out.
Therefore, Chu Yuanliang finally bowed and said, "Your Majesty, your grace is as vast as the ocean!"
….
News of the extermination of King Yan had spread throughout the world, and of course, it had already reached Lu County.
Sun Panshi and the others naturally knew as well.
However, there was no reaction at all. No one had related this matter to Cui Heng.
In this era of feudal superstition, the proverb of divine vengeance was easily accepted.
Therefore, not only did they not at all hold back their oppression of the commoners, they had even become even more ruthless due to the destruction of King Yan.
At the same time, Sun Panshi and the others were still spreading rumors about the new district governor.
He claimed that all these changes were caused by the new district governor.
As soon as Cui Heng and the others arrived at the entrance of Lu County, they saw a large number of citizens kneeling on the ground. However, they were not here to greet them.
These commoners were holding banners embroidered with cloth, and there was a line of words written on it.
"May Mr. Governor please give us a way out!"