The joining of Mr. Corpse gave Jiang Tai more confidence in the next extermination of Jiang Tianzun!
It's not that Jiang Tai didn't want to know about Zhijiao or the Eight-surname family, it's just that they might not believe what he said, besides, Jiang Tai was a little careful, the eight-surname suzerain and Taoism were not something he could provoke, and he really attracted them. If they harbored ulterior motives towards him, they would be able to kill him if they took precautions, so Jiang Tai didn't ask for help.
Jiang Tai described the situation to Mr. Corpse, and sure enough, Mr. Corpse, who was originally amazed by Jiang Tai's situation, twitched unconsciously.
"Mie Jiang Tianzun?" Mr. Corpse asked blankly.
Mr. Corpse refers to what he believes in. You can tell how strong a person is by looking at his opponent. But, Jiang Tai's opponent is too exaggerated
Jiang Tai, who he didn't like in the past, has already aimed his opponent at Jiang Tianzun
"Mr. Corpse, you know?" Jiang Tai looked at Mr. Corpse.
Mr. Corpse smiled wryly for a while, and finally nodded.
In the eyes of Mozi, Han Feizi and others, hearing the name Mie Jiang Tianzun is shocking and eager to try. But Mr. Corpse's expression was bitter, as if he had experienced the extermination of Jiang Tianzun.
Mr. Corpse didn't want to say more, and Jiang Tai didn't ask any more.
Soon, Tianyi's interrogation also had an effect.
"Master, a group of people from the Bold Mountain came here at the order of the Bold Mountain Lord. I am worried, will the Bold Mountain Lord be attracted again?" Tian Yi frowned.
Tianyi knew about the Battle of Luoyi. At that time, the Lord of Bulao Mountain brought hundreds of immortals there.
Jiang Tai frowned slightly.
"I will arrange a large formation, which should not be broken by ordinary immortals!" Mozi said.
"Don't worry, the avenue of the Blessed Mountain is different from our avenue. It is impossible for the owner of the Bold Mountain to know that this group of people was imprisoned in such a short time!" Mr. Corpse said.
"Oh? Why?" Jiang Tai asked curiously.
"Because the Dao of Bulao Mountain is out of the way of humanity, it is no longer in the sea of rules! The Tao, the body, the law, the body, the body, the body, the law, and the consciousness are gone, and it has become rigid." Mozi explained.
"What do you mean? Isn't the road all in the sea of rules?" Jiang Tai asked curiously.
Mozi shook his head and said: "In the beginning, the Dao is in the sea of rules. When the limit is perfected, the Dao of Heaven will break away from the sea of rules. However, there is another kind of Dao. When it develops, it deviates from the human way and is squeezed out by the sea of rules. Yes! This kind of Dao will be fostered in the sea of merits and virtues of the sect, but without such a place as the Sea of Rules, it will be several times slower to understand the laws of heaven and earth! However, this kind of Dao is sometimes extremely powerful!"
"What do you mean?" Jiang Tai asked curiously.
Mo Zi shook his head: "Not very clear! But, it has been like this throughout the ages. In fact, many sects in the heaven and the nether world have broken away from the sea of rules. The development is not as rapid as in the sea of rules."
"Because the rules in the sea of rules are all understood by Pangu!" Mr. Corpse took a deep breath and said.
"Oh?" Everyone looked at Mr. Corpse curiously.
Only Jiang Tai was slightly surprised, he knew that the sea of rules was Pangu's spiritual sea, but he also heard what the ancient witch Xiu said. Mr. Corpse also understands
"Pangu's understanding is only for the human race. Therefore, in the sea of rules, the way of heaven can be gradually formed. The so-called way of heaven is actually the ultimate mastery of Pangu. When Pangu reaches the height of the realm, the way of heaven will naturally form. However, the internal way can only be Pangu's understanding , if your avenue is mixed with the rules of witchcraft or monsters, it will be tolerated by the sea of rules!" Mr. Corpse explained.
"Witch way? Demon way? Human way?" Jiang Tai frowned.
"Lao Tzu's Taoism is the most perfect interpretation. The reason why he stayed in the human world for so long is actually for his Taoism not to be contaminated by the rules of witchcraft or monsters. , In the sea of rules, a new way of heaven has been formed. The same is true for the eight surnames of heaven, but in ancient times, the eight surnames of heaven had more advantages than Lao Tzu, and they were just luckier!" Mr. Corpse said.
"The sea of rules, countless rules help the Dao to be perfected, and the inner understanding is better than the outside world? Then if you are contaminated with witchcraft and demon ways, won't you never reach the level of heaven?" Jiang Tai asked curiously.
Mr. Corpse shook his head: "No, during this period, there is another person, but after being contaminated with the way of monsters or witchcraft, he still established the way of heaven! He reached the level of Pangu!"
"Oh? Who?" Jiang Tai asked in surprise.
Mr. Corpse smiled slightly.
Jiang Tai's expression changed instantly: "Fuxi?"
Mr. Corpse nodded.
"Fuxi's way of heaven, Fuxi is indeed powerful, mixed with witchcraft or demon way, to form Fuxi's way of heaven, it can be said that there is no one before or since!" Mr. Corpse nodded.
"It is said that Fuxi has the head of a man and the body of a dragon? Could it be because his avenues are mixed with human ways and demon ways?" Mozi's expression changed.
Mr. Corpse nodded: "Maybe!"
However, Jiang Tai said with a solemn expression: "It's not the time to discuss this right now, prepare first, the big enemy is coming, everyone should be prepared!"
Everyone nodded.
In the sea of rules.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang.
It was Sun Wu's bamboo avenue grafted onto the Bodhi tree suddenly.
Military theory, Buddhist theory, and Confucianism are rapidly merging.
The bodhi tree also suddenly skyrocketed.
Then, a branch of Legalism connects to Bodhi Avenue.
The Dharma images of Mozi and Han Feizi came one after another, and the two giants only moved a little of the law of the Dao, so each formed a small branch.
"boom!"
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p; Mr. Corpse's Avenue appeared.
In the sea of rules, Mr. Corpse's appearance is covered with a layer of black air, but behind Mr. Corpse's avenue tree, it is hard to see what kind of tree it is, because Mr. Corpse's avenue tree seems to have been struck by lightning and burned. In general, it is a scorched wood slowly fused with a linden tree.
Confucianism, mulberry.
Ministry of War, Bamboo.
Mohist, fir tree.
Legalist, Willow.
Corpse, burnt wood.
Five different kinds of trees were grafted onto a huge linden tree. At this moment, the whole linden tree exuded a billowing aura.
Sitting under the bodhi tree, Amitayus is feeling the changes of the Dao.
All around, amidst the roar of the regular sea, the sea water soared into the sky.
Above the bodhi tree, there is an endless sea of merit. Toss and roll.
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Buddhist believers have been notified one after another, and those who can arrive at Daleiyin Temple before the twelfth day of the first lunar month should rush to Daleiyin Temple as soon as possible. Those who cannot arrive can fast at home and recite the Heart Sutra.
All of a sudden, a large number of believers from Chen Guo and Song Guo came to Daleiyin Temple.
The eleventh day of the first lunar month.
Jiang Tai stood in front of the Daxiong Palace, looking at the endless Buddhist believers in all directions.
In just a dozen years, Buddhist believers have expanded to a terrifying force. At least five million people gathered in the Taihao Mountain Range at the moment.
Five million. Jiang Tai himself did not expect that there are so many believers? And there are many more that are yet to come.
At this moment, the five million believers are extremely pious, and each of them found a place to live safely.
Waiting for tomorrow's day of Buddhist godsend.
Bodhidharma has been working diligently these days, and no one restrains him anymore.
Following behind Zongli and his wife, he arranged to manage a group of believers.
Looking at the endless number of Buddhist believers, Bodhidharma's eyes flashed with bewilderment. Over the years, I seem to have recognized Jiang Fo's family. It seems that the nostalgia for Buddhist Buddhism is getting less and less.
Dharma looked around blankly.
Tomorrow will be the day when the great fortune that Patriarch Sakyamuni said will come. What the hell will happen? Patriarch Shakyamuni and the others, have they forgotten themselves
Thinking of this, Bodhidharma smiled wryly. If they still remembered themselves, they would not disregard their own life and death that day.
Tian Ershi, Man Zhong, Chen Yi, Chen Liu, Zheng Dan and others also picked them up from Linzi.
Inside the Daxiong Palace.
Jiang Tai sat on top of a first-grade golden lotus, and below each of the futons sat Meng Meng, Sun Wu, Mencius, Bian Que, Mr. Shi, Mo Zi, Han Fei Zi, Man Zhong, Chen Yi, and Chen Liu. Even Jiang Tai's one hundred and eight disciples. All seated.
All of them are solemn and solemn at the moment.
Jiang Tai looked at Song Fengyi in front of him.
Seeing Song Fengyi, Jiang Tai was in a trance again, as if returning to his previous life, that wife on earth, but unfortunately she was not after all.
"Song Fengyi, thank you very much this time!" Jiang Tai said solemnly.
"It's nothing. Your Buddhist family has encountered a major event and needs to call all believers. I will let you go naturally. In the Song Dynasty, all your believers have been sent to you. I have also explained to the other people. Starting tomorrow, all All the people recite the Heart Sutra at home! All the people in Chen State are like this, and all the people in Qi State are like this, how can Song State be left behind?" Song Fengyi laughed.
"If you say that, Song Xianggong won't blame you?" Jiang Tai asked.
After all, Song Xianggong is the king of Song. Although Song Fengyi is now in control of the government, she is still a bit worse than Song Xianggong.
Song Fengyi frowned slightly: "Don't worry, I will take care of it. He went to the Netherworld again, and he doesn't know when he will come back!"
"Thank you!" Jiang Tai thanked.
Song Fengyi smiled slightly and said: "You saved my life in the past, and I helped you tide over the difficulties, but it's just an ordinary thing!"
Jiang Tai nodded.
And outside the hall.
Lu Yangsheng and Jiang Tu each found a gazebo to sit down. Looking at the vast number of believers in front of them, the two of them were also surprised. Zheng Dan sat cross-legged on a big rock with a long sword on his knees. Today, the three of them are protecting Jiang Tai.
There are also five hundred chilongs beside them, each with a dignified expression, waiting for the time to pass to welcome this grand moment.
It was getting dark.
More than 5 million people gathered in Taihao Mountain, but it was very quiet at the moment.
In the sky, the bright moon is in the sky, and everyone has a trace of excitement in their hearts, not knowing what will happen tomorrow.
at the same time. Outside the Central Plains. At the Nalanda Temple, densely packed monks also gathered at this moment, each with their hands clasped together, waiting for the arrival of Zishi.
A quarter of an hour before midnight, the sound of the "Heart Sutra" began to slowly resound in Daleiyin Temple.
At the same time, the voice of the "Diamond Sutra" began to sound slowly in the Nalanda Temple.
The bursts of Buddha's voice gradually became louder, and the sound spread into the void.
At this moment, Jiang Tai is seventeen years old, the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Zishi!