Chapter 298: The canonization of the corpse moved the Central Plains.
"That makes sense!"
Huang smiled and nodded, then said to everyone, "Now, it's time for us to go back."
"The place where the Huangquan diverted its course has dried up long ago. Otherwise, if we take some water from the Huangquan River, we might be able to use it in the future."
"National Master, although we have gone through a lot of hardships this time, we have also gained a lot. Even if there is no Huangquan River water, it will not be a problem!"
Feng Zheng chuckled: "The road to Huangquan is far away. One day, we will definitely arrive and take a ladle of water from the Huangquan River."
"Ha ha……"
Hearing this, Huang also laughed: "The road to Huangquan is far away. In the future, we will take the water from Huangquan River to make wine and drink from Huangquan."
"This is also a beautiful thing!"
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They gained a lot from this trip to Huangquan.
Everyone has a breakthrough.
"National Master, we are cooperating with Shen Xiang, and now we have refined all the lotuses of the past life. I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to Shen Xiang!"
Jiang Huanyue's pretty face changed slightly.
Hearing this, Huang couldn't help but smile, these monks are really simple.
"There is a scroll of swordsmanship on the middle-aged man's body. It's pretty good. Let's give it to Shen Buhai!"
Huang glanced at the little Taoist priest, but he remembered clearly that the middle-aged man was lying in the little Taoist priest's ring at this moment.
Sensing Huang's gaze, the little Taoist sneered: "National Master, I want to save this layman and give him a ride, but the cause and effect will end."
"What's more, Pindao feels that the medicinal fields in his house are not fertile enough..."
The corpse glanced at the little Taoist priest and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. In his opinion, the simple little Taoist priest had been ruined by Huang.
Nowadays, instead of killing people, cultivating spiritual elixirs as a monk, this kind of thing is easy to do.
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outside world.
The land of the Central Plains fell into silence at this time. The Great Dao Tianyin appeared again after many years. The space between heaven and earth was turbulent, and the breath of time was ancient and heavy.
When the sound of the sky sounded, everyone in this world knew that since Confucius, after a gap of sixty years, someone else had been canonized on the spot.
Yunmeng Mountain.
In the thatched house halfway up the mountain, the white-haired old man's eyes flashed with surprise, and his heart was filled with shock.
"Time and space, the body was canonized immediately?"
The old man and the corpse are considered familiar. In this world, there are not many people who call themselves sons. Even if they don't have many friendships, they still know each other.
Among the people he knew, the only one who was good at time and space was Zhi.
"Zizi's foundation is incomplete and he is at the lowest level among all the disciples. Logically speaking, he should stop at being called a son in this life."
"Over the years, he has also been looking for other ways, hoping that the rocks from other mountains can be used to attack jade!"
As soon as Guiguzi thought about it, he used his method to predict the situation.
"Is the corpse destined to meet a noble person?"
"This noble man is..."
Feeling something in his heart, Gui Guzi pinched his fingers and made another hexagram. "Pfft" he spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath was sluggish.
"Can't it be counted?"
Guiguzi showed no sign of reluctance, instead a rich smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have learned all my life, but my best thing has never been divination."
"The corpse entered the Qin Dynasty and followed the Qin State Master. Come to think of it, this noble man is the Qin State Master!"
"It's time for me to go to Yueyang and take a look at this world of mortals!"
At the same time, Qufu Forbidden Land.
A flash of light flashed across Confucius's eyes, and an awe-inspiring righteousness swept through the entire academy: "The corpse was consecrated immediately. On the land of the Central Plains, the era of great strife has probably begun."
Canonization!
For the various schools of thought, the Central Plains countries were a big deal, but they did not take it seriously for those superior beings.
"Teacher, what is this?" Nangong Qingcheng's pretty face changed slightly and she looked at the old man.
The Heavenly Master chuckled and said meaningfully: "On the land of the Central Plains, among hundreds of schools of thought, after a gap of sixty years, someone has been canonized on the spot."
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Yueyang.
Ying Quliang frowned. At the moment when the sky sound of the avenue sounded, he keenly felt the dispersion of Qin's national destiny.
Immediately, Qin's fortunes increased.
Puzzled in his heart, Ying Quliang took Hei Bo to Zuosu Chang's Mansion and met Wei Yang.
Almost at the same time, General Ying Qian also arrived.
"Chief Zuo, there is a sound from the sky on the avenue. This is..." Ying Qian spoke first and said towards Wei Yang.
Hearing this, Wei Yang smiled, with envy in his eyes, and poured a cup of green ants for each of Ying Quliang and Ying Qian: "The sound of the sky is rising, and the breath of time is filling the air. Someone has been canonized on the spot."
"This means that since Laozi and Confucius, a third saint has appeared on the Central Plains."
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After taking a sip of Green Ant, Ying Quliang said in a deep voice: "The moment the sky sound of the avenue sounded, I could clearly feel the dispersion of Qin's national destiny."
"However, almost instantly, Qin's national destiny was not only completed, but also strengthened..."
Hearing this, Ying Qian looked at Wei Yang, and Wei Yang's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Ying Quliang and said eagerly, "Your Majesty, are you sure?"
"Sure!"
At this moment, Ying Quliang nodded heavily. Seeing the change in Wei Yang's face, he couldn't help but wonder, "Chief Zuo, this is..."
After taking a swig of wine, Wei Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty and General, there is no need to worry, this is a good thing for Qin."
"The changes in the fate of the country mean that the existence of this canonized statue is related to Qin. As time goes by, there is a high probability that it is the corpse beside the national master."
"This means that our Qin country also has a person who can be canonized as a saint."
Although Ying Quliang didn't know much about these various schools of thought, when he saw Wei Yang's confused expression, he couldn't help but speak, saying.
"Does the canonization of a corpse have any impact on you, Chief Zuo?"
Even though Ying Quliang didn't understand him well, he also knew that the path Wei Yang took was the path to being called a son and becoming a saint in the world.
"Haha, it has an impact, but it's nothing." At this moment, Wei Yang had already reacted, smiled at Ying Quliang, and said, "I'm afraid my road to sainthood will be bumpy."
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Hearing this, Ying Quliang and Ying Qian couldn't help but were stunned, and their faces became a little embarrassed. At this moment, they didn't know whether they should be happy or unhappy.
The corpse's consecration made Qin have a saint, which was a happy event, but the corpse's consecration made Wei Yang's path more difficult.
Seeing Ying Quliang and Ying Qian's expressions changing, Wei Yang couldn't help but smile: "Your Majesty and General, there is no need to worry. It's just difficult, and it's not like the road is broken."
"Besides, in today's Qin State, there is a saint sitting in charge, which is only good for the Qin Dynasty and does not bring any harm!"
"This will give Qin enough time to develop..."
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"The Imperial Preceptor walked with the corpse, and now the corpse is canonized on the spot, and the national destiny has been blessed..." A flash of doubt flashed across Ying Quliang's eyes, and he turned to Wei Yang and said: "Chief Zuo, do you think the Imperial Preceptor will also
Canonized on the spot?"
Glancing at Ying Quliang, Wei Yang shook his head: "It's impossible. The Imperial Master is following the path of a martial artist. It's possible to make great progress in cultivation, but it's absolutely impossible to become a saint."
"Otherwise, the National Preceptor would not have allowed the corpse to be blessed with national luck..."