"Above the five realms, there is magical power!

Once achieved, it will break the shackles of life and achieve the first emperor's career in history!

Not to mention being in prison for twenty years, even if you are in prison for a period, it is not unusual..."

This time the young Taoist learned the lesson well, and before the old Taoist raised his hand, he quickly moved away as if he was walking through the wind and through the clouds.

"Master, if you continue to fight, your apprentice will become a fool!"

The old Taoist priest didn't succeed, he hummed twice, continued to eat the barbecue, and said seriously:

"What do you know! Looking back at this new history book, over the past three thousand years, why have only saints ascended to the throne and become the pinnacle?

The first emperor of the Qing Dynasty traveled the world with tyranny, destroyed six countries and forged the dragon vein, and was the first supreme emperor in the world!

Wherever the Yanwu Dragon Banner passes, the iron cavalry travels all over the world, and the soldiers under its command are said to be one to five!

Needless to say, Shengzong led the army at a young age and worshiped General Tiance.

Fighting against the king all over the Eighteen Routes, in terms of martial arts, it is difficult for anyone to stand shoulder to shoulder with him."

The old Taoist priest, who was the leader of the lineage, let out a long sigh, as if he was worried, and lowered his head and said:

"However, these humanistic masters who achieved the throne and established their careers as emperors were all obsessed with immortality and searching for immortals in their later years.

Emperor Qing traveled around the East China Sea for many years, hoping to find the fairy island of Yingzhou and take the elixir of immortality.

Yanwu was keen on consecrating Zen and favored alchemists, almost going crazy, which caused chaos in the palace and caused the disaster of witchcraft.

In order to ascend to the throne, Shengzong shot his two brothers and imprisoned his father.

From then on, he set a precedent for the Sheng Dynasty to seize power. After him, successive emperors and princes were wary of each other.

This also became a worry for Shengzong. He had to take elixirs every day, indulged in wine and sex, and eventually died young."

The young Taoist is also familiar with history books and knows the past secrets of the prosperity of the third humane dynasty. He said softly:

"Sheng Zong's father issued a blood curse, 'If you kill my descendants, your descendants will do the same in the future'!

As a result, in order to eradicate the root cause, Shengzong still drove out the former prince and his party."

The old Taoist priest looked grave, put away his cynical smile, and whispered:

"The Lord of the Humanity Dynasty bears the cause and effect of billions of creatures on his shoulders, and carries the destiny of the world's dragons.

In the face of such great power, even if immortals and Buddhas can change things!

But there are too many entanglements of cause and effect, which also make Qi and Blood Martial Arts extremely difficult.

Therefore, Emperor Qing took the path of a qi-refining practitioner, hoping to unite his soul with the Tao for eternity.

But he went crazy and collapsed in the dune palace!

Yanwu then studied under the orthodox Confucian school, which led to the catastrophe of hundreds of schools of thought that only respected Confucianism.

But his later years are unknown, and he was suspected of being seriously ill. He often said that someone was going to harm him, and he died of madness.

Sheng Zong was a great military strategist with the highest martial arts skills and was ranked among the masters.

However, because of taking the elixir, the medicinal properties accumulated and penetrated into the bone marrow, and he was unable to enter the great innate world.

Every generation of human masters seems to encounter unimaginable omens and disasters on the road to the sixth heaven, and finally falls and dies."

The young Taoist seemed to understand, and frowned slightly:

"Master, what do you mean..."

The old Taoist priest wrinkled up and said in a slow voice:

"If a saint wants to become a saint, he should have done it long ago. He will never sit still for twenty years.

I'm afraid... the four gods will interfere with it.

My martial arts skills are not as good as those of your uncle Yuwen, but my ability to tell fortunes and observe qi is not inferior to Meng Xuanji of Qin Tianjian.

But twenty years ago, the imperial star hanging in the sky became increasingly dimmer.

Especially after the Chinese New Year, already... I can no longer see it!"

The young Taoist's face trembled wildly, and he couldn't help but gasp.

He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and almost threw the barbecue out of his hand.

Emperor Star disappears?

This is a sign of chaos in the world!

"The Six True Traditions, the Minions of the Four Gods, and the Destroying Holy Alliance... there is no shortage of capable people.

Master is not the only one who knows this secret.

It’s just that they are waiting and don’t dare to be the first to do it.”

The old Taoist priest saw that the bonfire was getting weaker and weaker, so he added some dead branches to it.

"Master, do you think that the six true traditions... don't want to see saints achieve magical powers?"

The young Taoist asked hesitantly.

"Do you like someone stepping on your head?"

The old Taoist priest asked angrily.

"The Discipline Taoist of Qingyang lineage will not be happy to take care of you!

The more talented and dominant the Grand Master is, the more arrogant he feels in his heart.

The saint is the towering mountain that suppresses all the five realms and makes them unable to lift their heads.

Not to mention the remnants of the Holy Alliance that were destroyed, even your uncle Yuwen, don’t you want to challenge them with one sword and see the light of day?”

The young Taoist had nothing to say and remained silent for a long time before saying:

"Buddhism seeks to save the world, Confucianism seeks to establish the mind, and our Taoism seeks purity.

If there was no imperial court to rule the world, what would the world be like?

How can one obtain a pure heart and become the master of all things?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his snow-white beard, nodded and said:

"As expected, he was taught by his master. He understands the essence of Tao and is much better than the few true disciples of the Qingyang lineage.

Junior Brother Yuwen knew in his heart that without a saint in the Jing Dynasty, there would be great turmoil, and the minions of the Four Gods would also cause trouble.

Therefore, his sword has been hidden in its scabbard for ten years.

It’s just that we can’t control what other Zhentong think.

In the past few years, the Holy Alliance has frequently planted nails in Tianjing City, set up spies, and made small moves.

The purpose is not to determine what is the situation of the saint.

I guess we’ll know the result soon.”

The young Taoist stood up, patted his dusty robe, and sat back on the back of the big green ox.

That wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms was almost completely eaten by this mount.

"It is common sense that the great fortune of the great road will flourish and then decline."

The young Taoist rode the green bull upside down and said with a long smile:

"Neither gods nor immortals, neither magic nor illusion. Heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and the mulberry fields will change.

I don’t own my body, so I don’t care about my wealth. If I don’t swim with you, I’ll sweat while riding a whale... Master, it’s not up to us Taoist priests to decide what happens in this world.

It’s nothing more than bringing order out of chaos, saving disaster and bringing relief, that’s all!”

The old Taoist priest looked at the bonfire that was about to go out, shook his head and said with a smile:

"The apprentice can see more clearly than the master, but... when the emperor's star disappears, a true dragon must emerge.

Where will it end up?"

It was the old Taoist priest who was the leader of the Taiyi lineage who looked up at the sky and kept counting with his fingers.

But I only came up with four words: "white mountains and black waters".

……

……

"Between the white mountains and black waters, there are mostly Liaodong disciples.

For decades, people have been recruited, appointed officials, and soldiers recruited into the army.

As a result, Liaodong people accounted for 80% of the military attachés and generals in the pass."

In the Nuan Pavilion of the East Palace, Bai Hanzhang threw a memorial on the desk, looked at Ji Yuan opposite and said:

"The generals of Liaodong were tough and brave, and they all worked together to turn the place into a monolith.

Officials in Tianjing's past were often hampered by constraints and found it difficult to perform.
To be continued...