The empty Dragon Palace hall was once full of guests.
The past exchange of drinks seems to be still in my ears. As soon as the cup clinks, all I can think of now is the broken dream.
Jiang Wang has been gone for a long time.
Fu Yunqin is still standing here.
The storage utensils piled densely on his body made him look like a rich man with money piled all over his body. It was pure vulgarity.
It was a bit ridiculous. He just lowered his eyes.
Extraordinary, and then refined. The extraordinary should have everything, but he is mediocre and has nothing.
Nowadays, Mohist storage boxes are the mainstream storage box. The material is cheaper, the production method is simpler, and the cost is lower, so it is more popular. But when it comes to quality, the mass-produced Mohist storage boxes still cannot be compared with Dragon Palace.
Compared with these storage utensils passed down from ancient times, they are much more exquisite and precious, and their storage capacity is also different. Each one is a master's work, and each one has its own unique style.
Fu Yunqin covered himself with these things to offer Jiang Wang a huge amount of wealth.
His wealth and life can also be driven by Jiang Wang.
Otherwise, I don’t know how to express my gratitude to Jiang Wang.
I don’t know what you want, but I give you everything I have.
But Jiang Wang refused to handle the wealth, and even handed over the responsibility of supervising the construction of Taixu Corner Tower. In other words, he originally fought for this responsibility for Fu Yunqin. Responsibility is right——
Water affairs in the long river are handled by the aquatic people themselves.
Douzhao and the others certainly have good intentions, and they are indeed in charge of those places.
But when the Taixu Illusionary Realm is fully opened to the Shui Tribe, there should always be the Taixu Corner Tower built by the Shui Tribe itself. The meaning of this is different.
Zhenhe Zhenjun's stance at the flood control conference has been accurately implemented to this day.
Fu Yunqin stood alone in the center of the hall, looking down at the long axis held in his hands——
To put it bluntly, my handwriting is not very good. At first glance, it seems that I did not lay a good foundation when I was a child and lacked the guidance of famous teachers. Even though I worked hard when I grew up, it was difficult to correct my childhood mistakes.
But the muscles and bones are clear, the mind is complete, the strength can penetrate the back of the paper, and it has a world-shaking edge.
The momentum here cannot be restrained by one stroke at all.
It cannot be said that this is not a good calligraphy.
The cottage outside the Dragon Palace took no effort at all, and was built in a flash of thought.
However, Fu Yunqin thought about where to hang this painting for a long time. He was afraid that it would not be solemn enough, that it would not show respect, and that it would not be realized.
Finally it was hung in the nave.
He also gave this cottage a name, which was engraved on the plaque. Long Wen did it, and the Taoist rhyme was perfect, saying -
【Not living together】.
The only survivor of the Dragon Palace, he lives here in different places, guarding the soul of the Dragon Lord, and looking after the human world for the Dragon Lord.
Since then, year after year has passed.
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"I'm just lazy, I'm not as good as you think. Manager Fu will always do something according to Long-Jun's legacy. If I interfere too much in the affairs of the Shui Tribe, it will be unsightly——"
In the small courtyard of Jiangzhai in Yuncheng, the sky was full of stars. Several people gathered around the stove, drinking wine and cooking meat.
Leisure time, which was rare in the past, is now common, occurring three or two times a decade.
Jiang Wang held the cup in his hand, and the wine in the cup reflected the moon. He didn't say anything like "I might be tabooed by all countries," but turned around and asked, "Hey, why don't you see Pavilion Master Ye? He usually drinks very diligently."
Strictly speaking, it was an occasion for Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu to get along, and Ye Xiaohua came diligently.
Ever since Jiang Wang stayed in this house, practicing every day and accompanying him in his spare time, Ye Xiaohua didn't come too much - Jiang Wang was still a little unaccustomed to it.
Don't you even give the elderly a chance to learn from each other?
Ye Qingyu glanced at him: "You want to see my father so much, but you don't want to visit me in the pavilion?"
Jiang Wang was running around all over the world, so busy that he didn't care about the beginning and the end and didn't talk about it. Now that he came to Yuncheng, he thought he would get closer to his father. Unexpectedly, the two of them occupied one end of the world, which seemed like a king without seeing the king.
How about leaving it here to fight?
Chou Hui was happily gnawing on the chicken legs when he suddenly stopped and raised his ears alertly. After a while, when there was really no movement, he dropped down. He leaned towards Jiang Zhenjun's feet and continued to eat meat.
"Hahaha, when the old man is not busy -" Jiang Wang laughed and blurred the topic.
When his feet were not touching the ground, everyone seemed to be idle. When he finally reached the top, refined the Dharmakaya, and finally had some free time, everyone became busy. Not to mention Ye Lingxiao who was busy with something unknown and Ye Qingyu who was busy with business.
, Jiang Anan doesn't even play with her brother much. She now has her own circle of friends and lives a heroine life, and is far less clingy than she was when she was a child.
Jiang Anan and Song Qingzhi were already tipsy, their cheeks flushed.
The improvement of the Shui Tribe's status and the establishment of the Shui Tribe's rights made Song Qingzhi, who had grown up a lot, very happy. She was especially able to understand the significance of opening the Taixu Illusion Realm to the Shui Tribe.
Jiang Anan was simply happy for her good friend.
"Brother, can Qingzhi attend the next Yellow River Meeting?" Jiang Anan asked, smelling of wine.
Jiang Wang looked at Song Qingzhi.
She lowered her head in embarrassment.
This is the judge of the next Yellow River Tournament! Although he is An An's brother and he is a very nice person... but do you think it is just a dream for a water tribe to have the illusion of being on stage?
"Of course." Jiang Wang said unhurriedly: "As long as the strength can keep up. There will be preliminaries in the Yellow River. In addition to the names recommended by all parties, there will also be an assessment in the Taixu Illusion Realm. If you pass it, you will be on stage.
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There is no deliberate tenderness, just calm narration, which naturally has convincing power.
The Yellow River Conference is a competition between the geniuses of various countries, which determines the division of interests behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. The so-called "recommendation" means that each country can send its strongest genius to participate in the war. A duel with real swords and guns will determine the right and wrong.
Tournament quota.
The Taixu Illusion Realm assessment newly added to the next Yellow River Conference is actually prepared for the Shui Tribe and those sect geniuses or individual people who do not belong to any country.
For example, Sun Xiaoman would never be willing to fight on behalf of the Zhuang Kingdom, but if she wanted to see the heroes of the world at Guanhe Terrace, she could take part in the assessment in the Taixu Illusion Realm.
The gods are coming, and all the talents in the world should not be left behind.
People who come out of the Yellow River Meeting also start a new Yellow River Meeting, which is quite fateful.
"I don't know when the next meeting of the Yellow River will start -" Song Qingzhi whispered: "I will work hard!"
After experiencing the changes in Qingjiang Water Mansion, her thirst for power is far beyond comparison with other people.
Jiang Anan's efforts are efforts to help his brother.
Song Qingzhi's efforts were to take control of her own destiny and no longer want to follow the crowd.
"That depends on the water level of the Yellow River." Jiang Wang smiled: "For the specific time, I have to ask Manager Fu. I will introduce you to it next time."
"Okay. Thank you, Brother Jiang." Song Qingzhi thought for a moment, then held the cup in both hands and stood up grandly: "Brother Jiang, Qingzhi would like to toast you!"
Jiang Wang raised his hand, smiled and pressed it softly: "You are still separated from me? Let's not talk about this!"
Then he asked: "Has your brother written to you recently? What is he busy with?"
"We haven't had much contact these days." Song Qingzhi sat down holding a wine glass: "He spends every day discussing with others in the Taixu Illusion Realm."
During this period, the young master of Qingjiang Shuifu was very much like Zuo Guangshu before. He practiced hard day and night in the illusion of Taixu, in order to grow into his ideal self.
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The difference is that he has much fewer choices than Zuo Guangshu.
Before the Water Control Conference in Dao Li 3929, the Shui tribe did not have so many opportunities or possibilities. In the social order dominated by the human race, they occupied a place due to the inertia of history, but they also had a place with the development of the times.
In the middle, it is difficult to move forward.
The opening of the Taixu Illusion Realm has truly opened up space for the aquarium to rise.
A wise man like Song Qingyue will certainly seize every opportunity.
During the Qiming years, Song Qingyue worked with Li Jianqiu, Du Yehu and others to implement the New Deal. After the Qiming New Deal, he also traveled to various countries to find solutions to problems. It was not until the death of Changhe Longjun that he
Awakening to——
The so-called "dragon, tiger and dog" seem to be advancing and retreating together, both prospering and losing, but the predicaments they face are actually not the same.
Li Jianqiu and Du Yehu were thinking about how to make the people of the small country live better.
What Song Qingyue has to consider is how the Shui tribe can survive!
For Song Qingyue, his past efforts were in the wrong direction!
He mistakenly believed that the plight of the Shui tribe was the same as that of the people of the small country. He mistakenly believed that the Shui tribe was a weaker human race. His father, Song Hengjiang, had been deceived by Zhuang Chengqian all his life. He actually saw through Zhuang Gaoxian's true face.
, but they did not realize that Zhuang Gaoxian's attitude towards the Shui tribe was not an isolated case, not a "rarely bad thing", but a "normal and unconscious oppression".
Even for some righteous people, there is no moral condemnation in enslaving the water tribe.
But this realization came with the death of Changhe Longjun, and what followed was darkness and despair.
Leaving the Shui tribe in the present world was a mistake that Ao Shuyi declared with his death!
The death of the transcendent person of the Shui tribe does not describe the end of the Shui tribe.
Anyone with knowledge knows that the fate of the Shui tribe has reached a critical point, hanging on a precipitous cliff, with no way forward.
At that time, Song Qingyue was considering taking his sister to seek refuge in the outer world. However, the war in Shenxiao was about to break out, and there was no pure land in the outer world.
It was under such circumstances that the "Water Control Conference" took a historic turn.
The Shui people who were already being served at the dinner table were actually pulled back to the table and became "attendants" when no one was able to attend.
But can the Aquatic people always place their hope in a certain person or a certain thing?
Jiang Wang is far less powerful than Lieshan Human Emperor, and the flood control conference is far less than the standards of the past oaths between the two clans.
The former emperor of Lieshan, where is he now?
What happened to the alliance between the two races in the past?
The Shui tribe still has to have its own voice, just like all gatherings under heaven, the six hegemons will not be absent.
This may not be a problem that Song Qingyue can solve.
But he is not the only one who has risen up since then.
After the invisible shackles are broken, the world will eventually see the power of upward growth.
"Very good." Jiang Wang said, "Everyone is very good."
Jiang Anan raised the glass: "For the sake of everyone, drink this glass full!"
Everyone laughed and raised their glasses.
Jiang Wang looked at Jiang An'an again: "Why didn't you ask if you could attend the Yellow River Meeting?"
Jiang Anan didn't speak, just laughed.
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The year 3929 of the Taoist calendar passed resolutely.
After the last layer of frost melts away, there are colorful flowers.
What opens in March of Yangchun is the much-anticipated Chaowendao Heavenly Palace.
It is difficult to have rules that everyone agrees on. Especially as the founder of Chaowen Dao Heavenly Palace, Jiang Wang has a hard time avoiding the scrutiny of others. So he wisely leaves the threshold to an upright and selfless Legalist like Ju Gui——
You can criticize Ju Gui in various ways, but it is difficult to say that he is unfair.
Throughout the winter, I have been thinking about the assessment rules of Chao Wen Dao Heavenly Palace, constantly revising them without sleep, hoping to make them as perfect as possible, but with the thinking of a real person in this world, I often feel in a trance.
The assessment illusion called [Nine Grids] cannot be disclosed to the public during the design period due to confidentiality reasons.
The ruthless dramatist set his sights on his poor colleagues.
There is no one in the entire Taixu Pavilion who has not been tested by him.
And according to his requirements, he needs to control his cultivation and soul power to cope with different levels of assessments, make different levels of analysis, and put forward suggestions for improvement.
At first it was once every five days, then once every three days, and then three times a day, and even the arrests would last for several days.
Even Li Yi walked around him.
Fortunately, it's finally finished.
It is unrealistic to choose good rather than evil. On the one hand, people's hearts are alienated from each other, and on the other hand, good and evil are not always consistent. There are prodigal sons who turn back, and there are also times when the end of the world is not guaranteed.
Finally, the assessment of [Nine Grids] still focuses on talent and knowledge. There are different requirements for assessors at different levels.
Only with the consent of the examiner, the soul will be questioned through the Taixu Illusion Realm and a screening of past experiences will be conducted.
There is a "Dharma Line" set up in the drama, and those who touch it are not allowed to enter the Heavenly Palace. The law is not a fixed law, but is based on the laws of the country or sect where the examiner is located.
Of course, there are some common threads. For example, petty theft can be ignored, but killing and stealing cannot be ignored.
Those who commit unforgivable evil will be executed on the spot.
If some evildoers are lucky enough to come here, you can try to see if Taixu Illusion Realm can really see into their minds.
At the same time, the Dharma is not taught lightly, and it must be bound and repaired when entering the palace, and only the Taixu ring money is delivered. The Taixu task itself is also a process of clarifying the right and wrong, guiding good and avoiding evil. For example, some Taixu tasks will require Taixu practitioners What should I do to help out at the Salesian Bureau on a regular basis?
Under such circumstances, Jiang Wang ushered in the first "seeker" of Chaowendao Heavenly Palace.
The person who sits in the Celestial Palace and hears the Tao is the image of heaven and man. He has a golden crown, golden hair, golden clothes, and eyes like the sun and moon.
He was sitting on the only futon at the top of Lundao Hall. In the vast hall, there were thirty-six identical futons arranged neatly - Chaowen Daotian Palace did not limit the number of people, they could come and go as they pleased.
The first person who walked into the Heavenly Palace had an expressionless face, frosty hair shawl, and a long sword at his waist. He walked like a straight line. Like an extremely sharp long sword, he cut all the way through the palace door that opened from the middle - —
Lu Shuanghe!
It is absolutely impossible to say that people like Lu Shuanghe have not touched the legal line of Jugui.
However, the person who designed the examination for Chao Wen Dao to enter the palace was only at the level of the Cave Realm. The method of interrogating the soul was completely ineffective against Lu Shuanghe. The assessment of [Nine-frame Illusion] was even easier. The threshold for Taixu Huanqian was almost equal to none.
The original purpose of Chaowen Dao Heavenly Palace was actually more for young monks who had no way to seek the Dao.
No matter how you look at it, Lu Shuanghe is not the seeker that Chao Wen Dao Tiangong expected.
But Jiang Wang sat there quietly and had no intention of expelling him.
Since Lu Shuanghe walked in, it's not Lu Shuanghe's problem.
If there is a problem with the assessment, it is the drama that needs to be adjusted, not the seekers who have already entered the palace.
"Do you want to call me sir?" Lu Shuanghe walked into the hall and asked indifferently, raising his head.
"Congratulate me, fellow Taoist!" Jiang Wang said, "I am not a teacher! We are just sitting around discussing Taoism!"