"Interestingly, since "The Creation of Heaven and Earth" comes out, there are five kalpas between heaven and earth. One is the Dragon-Han, the other is the Saint, the third is the Emperor, the fourth is the Human Emperor, and the five heavenly beings come out in the Five Kalpas, and all the Xia begin to stand!
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"Although this book is written by immortals and gods, it contains the wonders of the conflicts between nations. The gods and demons have died, and now I don't know who will appear!"
In the huge Xianyang City, the morning sun was rising, merchants came out, the pavilions were opened, and the buzzing words spread, quickly bringing Xianyang City, which had just woken up from the silent night, into a fiery state.
After Shangjun's reform, although merchants were not paid much attention to and were even suppressed, over the past ten years, with the emergence of Prime Minister Lu Buwei, the business in the entire Xianyang city showed another trend of prosperity.
From being a merchant to his current status, Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei naturally knew the importance of merchants. Without farmers, there would be no stability, and without business, there would be no life. It is precisely because of these merchants that things in the entire Zhuxia land can be freely circulated.
Otherwise, in the land of Xianyang, you would not be able to taste the fine wines from various SD countries, and in the wine shops, you would not be able to see the slender waist of Chu Nu, hear the graceful voice of Zhao Guo's singer, and feel the gentle figure of Wei Nu...
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Wushiju!
This is the most luxurious restaurant in Xianyang City. The owner behind it is Wushiluo, who is now a wealthy man in the Qin State. Although it is still far from the wealth of Xiangbang Wenxinhou, for a person from a borderland to achieve such wealth,
It's extremely difficult.
After becoming extremely rich, he spent a lot of money to build the Wushi Residence in Xianyang City. It was about three stories high and he did not dare to exceed it. Even so, he had already been punished by the Qin Law. Unless the Qin King ordered it, no more punishment would be given. It was dangerous.
The entire Wushi residence covers an area of several thousand square meters. There is no curfew, but the lights are bright. The internal structure is modeled on the Anyi Cave Xiangchun of the Wei Kingdom a hundred years ago. Of course, the land of Anyi was captured by the Qin army decades ago.
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It has a war room, an elegant room, a secret room, a wine room, a tea room, a chess room, a mining room, etc. It is generally difficult for non-educated scholars, famous craftsmen, wealthy businessmen and government officials to enter Wushi Residence.
Today, on the stage of the debate hall in Wushiju, there is a Taoist priest in green standing, with a slender red desk beside him, and more than a dozen brand-new bamboo slips placed on it, speaking slowly.
, recount the events of "The Tribulation of the Emperor".
The guests around were overjoyed when they heard about it. After a year, Master Xuanqing of the Taoist Tianzong finally wrote down the "Shanghuang Tribulation", the third calamity of the Five Tribulations of Heaven and Earth. It is a great pleasure to hear it today.
Although this sentence has a magical sound, it seems to be more interesting than the boring words of hundreds of schools of thought. In my mind, I imagine the endless wild land, gods and demons competing, immortality, unlimited magical powers, longevity as long as the sky, and overwhelming rivers and seas...
in it.
In the private room on the second floor, facing the window, an old man wearing a sky-blue scholar's robe was sitting quietly on his knees. A waiter beside him was pouring tea and listening, even though there were several debate halls on the first floor.
Ten meters away, there was another commotion in the middle.
But it seemed that there was no obstacle to this person. He murmured to himself, a smile bloomed on his old face, and then he turned slightly sideways and looked at the new person entering the elegant room.
The man was not old, about eight or nine years old. He was dressed in a light black brocade robe. His long black and smooth hair was casually brushed behind his shoulders. His brows were delicate and gentle as the wind. He looked like a Confucian scholar.
Behind him quietly followed a young man in white, holding a long sword, standing quietly behind him, and slowly walked into the elegant room. The young man's eyes were flowing, as if there was a surge of light, and then he walked towards the old man in Confucian robes.
"Can we taste the sound of "The Emperor's Tribulation" together?"
He glanced at the young man in white clothes behind him. The young man nodded slightly, stayed outside the private room, stepped forward, and then bowed his hands to the old man and spoke out with a crisp voice.
"How wonderful it is to have friends from far away!"
"please!"
The old man's voice fell slightly, seeming to directly point out the identity of the young man in black in front of him. The old man in Confucian robes didn't take it seriously. He met the young man's gaze and nodded in response. He returned the greeting with one hand and pointed.
The position before filing.
Sitting in their seats, the two of them were silent. The waiter next to the old man in Confucian robes quietly served tea and stood quietly on one side without making any other movements. At this moment, the debate hall was dozens of meters away.
, "The Emperor's Tribulation" also came out slowly.
The last catastrophe was the "Saint's Tribulation". The gods and monsters had died, and the Seven Great Dao Lords, the Heavenly Lords, came out to take charge of the power of heaven. They were transcendent from the outside, watched the gods and monsters die, and negotiated to reorganize the rules and order of the wilderness.
There are no elegant words to follow the words of those who discuss the war. Although they are holding bamboo slips of "The Emperor's Tribulation", they are spoken in popular language. Wushi is among them. Although there are many scholars, the proportion is not large after all.
Gods and demons are fighting each other, the powerful ones are infinite, they are about to be destroyed, the power of gods is pervasive, and all races are robbed!
The Divine Court did not exist, the demon tribe did not show up, and the wild world was in chaos. Soon, the Seventh Avenue Master and the Heavenly Master assigned important tasks to the two male and female Taoist boys beside Hongjun Taoist Master, setting up the calamity of reincarnation and bearing the consequences of all living beings.
Ten thousand years later, he inherited the Golden Palace and Jade Seal and ascended to the throne.
The man's name is: Haotian Golden Tower, the supreme, natural, wonderful, Miluo, the true Jade Emperor God; the woman's name is: Tailing Jiuguang Yaochi Golden Mother; the combination of yin and yang establishes the heaven, holds power, and governs the heavens.
There are also innate gods such as Dongwanggong, Barefoot Immortal, Taibai Immortal, Thunder God, Wind God... and other gods to assist him. Even so, the Heavenly Court was first established and there was a shortage of personnel. The wild Heavenly Realm was still chaotic and had no time to rule.
Those with supernatural powers established sects and sects one by one, that is, the Seventh Dao Zun. The disciples of Tianzun all opened sects and sects, ignoring the majesty of Heaven. Due to this, the weak Heaven had to lie dormant and rest.
As the human race created by Wahuang Tianzun, living in the wild world, it is also difficult to get started. They are born without great supernatural powers and have a limited life span. However, the heavenly way is in harmony, balanced and orderly, and has excellent practice. The human race has a different kind of
The posture rises quickly.
After all the words have been said, this is the "Shanghuang Tribulation", which has a lot of connotations. Listening to the ears of many guests in Wushi's center, it is a magnificent picture. Everything seems to be real, just like the Taoist Tianzong master Xuanqing really
These experiences are average.
They admire each other in words, and they respect Taoist Tianzong Xuan Qingzi as if they were heavenly beings. Otherwise, how could they have such clear-cut and orderly works of immortals and gods.
Thousands of words were mixed around the debate hall, swirling in the void, heaven and earth, and even rippling on the young man in black and the old man in Confucian robes in the private room. After pondering for a long time, the old man in Confucian robes raised the jade cup of fragrant tea in his hand and said to
The young man in black in front of him smiled again.
"Master Xuanqing is an extraordinary person!"
As he spoke, he was drinking tea from a jade cup. The old voice was mixed with a wordless charm, and a pair of bright eyes bloomed with a different kind of brilliance.
"Haha, how can some novelist's nonsense compare to Master Xun's humble words?"