Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Legend has it that in ancient times, a god came to the world and divided the world into thirty-six states.

Yongzhou is the core center of these thirty-six states.

Unfortunately, today's Jin Dynasty only occupies eleven states.

Therefore, Yongzhou was not only not the center, but also became a northwest frontier place.

However, no one will ignore Yongzhou, where there is the highest mountain in the world. Legend has it that it was the peak "Donghua Mountain" that rose from the ground when the gods came to the world.

As the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, the "Daoyi Palace" is located on Donghua Mountain.

There is no hustle and bustle of the world here, only the sea of ​​mist and clouds, the towers and pavilions, and the Taoist priests meditating and practicing martial arts.

Sit on the Golden Summit of Wangfeng in Donghua Mountain.

A middle-aged Taoist priest who looked about fifty years old came to the edge of the cliff, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Brother, Master, there is quite strange news in the new newspaper sent by the disciples at the foot of the mountain."

"Oh?" A voice sounded from the sea of ​​clouds.

Immediately, the snow-white clouds were seen rolling upward like ocean waves, miraculously forming a path out of thin air.

I saw a green-shirted Taoist priest who looked to be about sixty years old, with an immortal spirit and a childish face, stepping on the clouds and mist, walking on the cliff of ten thousand feet, coming slowly.

This person is Zhang Shuming, the contemporary headmaster of Daoyigong.

"My master master's magical powers have improved so much that even the abyss is as smooth as walking on flat ground!" The middle-aged Taoist priest said with envy and amazement, "I don't know if I will ever have the opportunity to glimpse the mysteries of the divine realm in this life."

Open the treasures in your body and develop powers that are unimaginable to ordinary people. You are in the divine realm of martial arts, and you are a person in the divine realm.

It can be described as a real person, a heavenly master, and a mage!

"How can I be called a magical power?" Zhang Shuming shook his head and sighed, "It's just a matter of condensing the clouds and stepping on it to pretend to be walking. It's a cheap little skill and not worth mentioning. It doesn't deserve to be called a magical power."

"Brother Master, you are joking." The middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile, "In today's world, there are only a handful of people in the realm of gods. If you do this as a small skill, I am afraid that all the warriors in the world can be said to be ignorant and incompetent."

"A hundred years ago, I saw what a real supernatural power is..." Zhang Shuming seemed to be recalling something, but he shook his head, "Forget about that, let's talk about any strange news at the foot of the mountain?"

"A hundred years ago?" The middle-aged Taoist priest was a little curious, but did not continue to ask. He replied, "It is about the great rebel thief King Yan in Fengzhou. Does the head master still remember that King Yan?"

"I've heard it often in recent years, so I naturally remember it." Zhang Shuming nodded, stroking his often white beard, and said with a smile: "Why, could it be that King Yan has occupied Fengzhou and it has become a climate where the emperor can't sit still?" Stay here, do you want me, an old man, to come out?"

"No." The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, took out a letter and sent it to Zhang Shuming, "Senior brother, please see, a few days ago, a divine scourge broke out on Xiling County City, and hundreds of thousands of King Yan's troops were wiped out, but there was no It doesn’t hurt ordinary people at all.”

"How is this possible?!" Zhang Shuming's eyes suddenly widened and he grabbed a handful of his beard. The old Taoist priest bared his teeth and said, "Are you sure it's not a rumor?"

"A disciple went to Xiling County to investigate. Every common person saw what happened that night. It should be correct." The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed a little worried and asked in a low voice, "Brother, Master, the hundred-year period is approaching. Will it be related to..."

"No." Zhang Shuming shook his head and said, "Since it didn't hurt ordinary people, I'm afraid it's not a pure force of nature. But what kind of existence can do such a thing? How can there be such a powerful existence? It's impossible... …”

After being shocked, he fell into deep confusion and even doubted his life.

As a warrior who has reached the end of the mortal world, Zhang Shuming knows very well where the upper limit of the divine realm is, and it is absolutely impossible to do such an exaggerated thing.

Even those immortals who are higher than the gods cannot do it.

Is it really a divine punishment? Is there really a divine punishment in the world?

Will heaven also take care of the disputes in the world?

As soon as this thought appeared, Zhang Shuming suddenly felt horrified.

He subconsciously glanced up at the sky.

If heaven had feelings, it would be too terrifying.

…

There is a Jinguang Mountain in Yuzhou.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Buddha gave lectures here, and golden light spread all over the place, hence the name.

Later, eminent monks carved a mountain here to build a temple and established a sect, which is now the most holy place of Buddhism, "Baolin Zen Temple".

At the same time that Daoyigong learned that King Yan's army had been destroyed mysteriously, Baolin Temple also received news.

For this reason, the current abbot specially knocked on the door of a Zen room and awakened the immortal monk Dufa Zen Master who had been in seclusion for twenty years.

"Master, a hundred years are approaching. Does this vision portend anything?" The abbot is already a disciple and grandson of Zen Master Dufa, and his attitude is extremely respectful.

The Divine Monk of Dufa looks like a skinny monk about seventy years old, with a long gray beard and a somewhat old face.

He closed his eyes slightly and slowly said: "This is the wrath of the Buddha to punish evil beings. You can let the disciples in the sect use this as propaganda to promote Buddhism."

"But, Master..." The abbot was a little worried.

If that "God's punishment" is man-made, wouldn't doing this mean to offend the Almighty?

"You don't need to worry." Zen Master Dufa opened his eyes, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile, "This can never be man-made, it can only be the Buddha's anger coming into the world. This shows the compassion of our Buddha, and the boundless Dharma. Amitabha! "

…

The Imperial City of Zhongzhou, the center of the Jin Dynasty.

The forty-nine-year-old Jianyan Emperor Wei Yi was lying lazily in his palace.

At this time, he was listening to Prime Minister Chu Yuanliang's political report through a screen.

When Chu Yuanliang said that King Yan's army in Fengzhou had been destroyed, he suddenly sat up straight and laughed heartily, "Hahaha, okay, okay, I am worthy of being the emperor, and even the sky will help me!"

"The Yan thieves committed many unjust acts and died as a result of God's punishment. This is a clear proof that the Emperor obeys the will of Heaven!" Chu Yuanliang echoed loudly, and then said hurriedly, "Your Majesty may take this opportunity to strengthen the control of several states around Zhongzhou. For a hundred years, The time is coming, maybe you can get more immortality here."

"Yes, this is the truth. The prime minister is actually my humerus!" Emperor Jianyan was in a very good mood, and suddenly thought of something else, "By the way, you told me a few days ago that the legend can control the wind and rain. What was the name of the county magistrate who defeated the 50,000 Yan bandits?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it should be Cui Heng, the magistrate of Juhe County." Chu Yuanliang said respectfully.

"That's right, it's Cui Heng." Emperor Jianyan nodded and said with a smile, "This is my great meritorious official. The Yan bandits have been wreaking havoc for several years, and no one in Fengzhou can stop them. Only this man has accomplished this extraordinary feat.

"Perhaps it was because of this that God sent down the divine punishment to completely wipe out the Yan thief. A heavy reward is needed. Fengzhou Mu Cao Quan was assassinated a few days ago. What do you think of giving the position of Fengzhou Mu to Cui Heng?"

"Your Majesty, you can't." Chu Yuanliang finally stopped agreeing, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and said hurriedly, "Although Cui Heng's achievements are great, he is only a county magistrate. If he is granted the title of Prefectural Shepherd by leapfrogging, he may be disgraced. Having enemies on all sides is never a good thing."

"It seems to make sense." Emperor Jianyan nodded and thought briefly, "In this way, I will make him a mighty general, give him three hundred taels of gold, and a military talisman, which can recruit one hundred thousand troops."

"..." Chu Yuanliang was dumbfounded.

We are going to recruit 100,000 troops, so we can fucking rebel on the spot.

However, when he thought about it, Fengzhou had long been out of the control of the imperial court anyway, and having another affable General Weiyuan didn't seem to be a bad thing.

So, Chu Yuanliang finally bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty's kindness is like the sea!"

…

The news that King Yan's entire army had been wiped out had spread wildly throughout the world, and naturally it had also reached Lujuncheng long ago.

Naturally, Sun Panshi and others also knew.

But in terms of reaction... there was no reaction at all. No one connected this matter with Cui Heng at all.

In this era of strong feudal superstition, the concept of divine punishment is easily accepted by people.

Therefore, not only did they not restrain their oppression of the people at all, but because the fall of King Yan freed them from worries, they intensified their efforts.

At the same time, Sun Panshi and others continued to spread rumors about the new county governor.

It is said that all these changes are caused by the new county governor.

As soon as Cui Heng and his party arrived at the gate of Lujun City, they saw a large number of people kneeling on the ground, but they were not there to greet them.

The hands of these common people were embroidered banners with a line of large characters written on them.

"Please give me a way to survive, Lord Prefect!"