"... I hope you can help me with the Conferred God matter. Lu Liangsheng agreed to what you said in Guixu."
The scroll was placed on the altar along with the words. At that moment, rumbling thunder rolled across the sky. Lu Liangsheng raised his head, and the golden morning sun shone on the surging sea of clouds. The clouds and mist slowly opened a gap, like a human eye, and the sunlight shone out, pushing aside the blue sky inch by inch, and fell on the lotus pond and the white-bearded old man on the high altar.
The dark sea of people was all golden. The emperor, civil and military officials below the high platform raised their heads and looked up. In the sky, a ray of golden color seemed to whisper like the power of heaven, and it sounded softly in the sky.
"The gates of heaven are open!"
Countless people below felt their bodies stagnate, and they subconsciously lowered their gazes with their heads raised. However, on the high platform far away, Lu Liangsheng was not affected by the movement of the people below. His robes fluttered in the wind, and silver hair flew out of his bun and danced in the sky. He looked up at the opening in the clouds, bowed slightly, and raised his hands to worship.
Then he opened his mouth slowly, his voice deep and loud.
"Since Jin lost its power, the nine states of the world have been in chaos, with barbarians rampaging and the land in ruins. The people of our Shenzhou have suffered and become lambs to be eaten. Later, a hero appeared who saved the Great Xia from collapse and turned the tide. The chaos in the world gradually subsided. However, the division of the nine states still left the people homeless, the fields barren, and countless people who wanted to have a full meal took up weapons and fell on this land of life..."
The words carried by the magic power spread far and wide, echoing in everyone's ears, reminding people of the hundreds of years of darkness that their ancestors had talked about. At this moment, the panicked voices before quieted down.
The national teacher on the dais stood in front of the altar, his hunched body holding up a glass of wine and blending into the golden morning sun. The glass tilted downward, and the wine stains turned into a thin line and fell in front of his feet.
"This cup of wine is from Sui State's Imperial Master Lu Liangsheng. In honor of the spirits of the hundreds of soldiers who have fought bravely against the enemy and died on this land—"
Lu Liangsheng put down the wine glass. The wind blew over the altar, and the flags fluttered and rustled.
“The Nine Provinces were divided, and the imperial court did not care about the people. The late Emperor Yang Jian overcame all difficulties and unified the Nine Provinces with great trepidation, so that the people could live in peace. However, even in this peaceful and prosperous era, there were also heroes and magnanimous people who supported this world one after another, such as Yang Su, the Duke of Yue, and Han Qinhu, the Supreme Pillar State… There were also many people whose names could not be called out, or even unknown, who used their bodies to exchange for an inch of peace and tranquility in one disaster after another!”
When the wine was full, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand to the sky and poured it down again: "This glass of wine is also for them!"
The sound of water flowing all over the ground, and the sound also echoed throughout the world.
"The world has just been at peace for a few years, but now disaster has come again. There are always thieves who want to disrupt the country and don't want the people to live a peaceful life. Or maybe they think chaos is better, and when people are in chaos, they turn to the gods for comfort. But can the gods above bless the millions of people in this world to have enough food to eat, to wear warm clothes in the cold winter, to have a house to live in and a bed to sleep on? Can they open up a road for the hard ground under the feet of the people?!"
"… They won't do that. They will only make people kneel down and pray devoutly under the altar, and enjoy the offerings with peace of mind. It's probably worse than a sneaky person who repays a favor!"
The golden sunlight shone on the old face, and his beard trembled slightly in the wind. Lu Liangsheng reached out and picked up the scroll on the altar, held it above his head, and looked at the "golden wheel" that fell from the clouds and sprinkled on the world.
"Please ask the heavens to have a clear look. The stars in the sky have descended to earth, causing chaos in the human world, destroying cities and ruining families. The human world should be self-governing, so how can the gods interfere? However, the stars have descended to the earth, carrying magical powers, and mortal bodies cannot compete. Lu Liangsheng in the human world has now built a platform for conferring gods to seal the heroic spirits of the past and the gods and ghosts of the four directions..."
At a certain moment, the red rope slipped from his hand and fell silently to the ground. The scroll in his hand was thrown suddenly into the sky and flew into the golden morning sun.
“… Break through the connection between heaven and earth, and put an end to their thoughts, so as to ensure peace on earth!”
The flipped scroll unfolded with a "whoosh" and was bathed in the skylight. In front of the altar, Lu Liangsheng placed the Kongtong Seal respectfully on the stage, lit a long incense stick with his fingertips, raised it above his head, and the burning incense slowly rose.
"Imperial decree, the late Han Dynasty Han Shou Ting Hou, the current ghost king of the underworld Guan Yu, Guan Yunchang, is named the Marshal of Subduing Demons in the Human World, and a temple is built to worship him, for his loyalty and bravery in protecting the country!"
In the painting, a light flashed from the portrait of a man holding a knife and stroking his beard, and a golden light shot out to the east, crossing the Wei River, the foothills, and the soldiers and horses lined up below. Countless ladders rushed towards the battlefield of Tongguan, and then drew a long trajectory and fell on the ancient city in the distance.
In Luoyang, the army that was still marching towards Tongguan suddenly heard the neighing of a war horse and turned back instinctively.
Xilulu-
The warhorses neighed loudly, and a fiery red warhorse stood on the gentle slope. Above it was a figure in a green robe and golden armor, with a face as red as a date. He turned the heavy blade in his hand and swooped down on the horse, roaring "Heh--" and his beard stroked violently. In the daylight, the blade rushed into the crowd with the galloping warhorse, leaving a long cold light.
The next moment, a figure rushed out of the ranks, and the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade that he swung across slowly fell to the ground, with blood seeping into the soil along the blade. The phoenix eyes closed slightly, and as he held up his long beard with his left hand, the necks of dozens of soldiers behind him cracked into a smooth, deep red mark, and then... the heads on their shoulders and necks fell to the ground together.
…
"Imperial decree: bury Shunping Hou in a foreign land. You fought bravely to protect the country. I now order you to return to the living world and be appointed as the Inspector General of the State!"
Lu Liangsheng's voice rang out again, and the scroll floating in the morning sun emitted a golden light and flew towards the southwest.
There are numerous mountains in Sichuan and Shu, like a brocade screen stretching out. A light rises from a solitary tomb at the foot of the mountain. In a small temple in front, a silver spear on a stand hums and vibrates, making the sound of a dragon.
The rust spots fell off, and the majestic clay sculpture on the altar flashed with divine light. A figure in a white robe and silver armor walked out, gently stroked the tip of the gun, and at the moment he grabbed the gun handle, a horse neighed outside the hall, and a handsome white horse waved its mane and stood up!
…
On the Conferred God Platform, the third imperial decree was issued.
“… On the bank of the Wujiang River, the last heroic spirits gathered at Wushui. Now, I receive the imperial decree and confer the title of Wujiang River God!”
Golden light shot across the sky towards the east, the surging river water rose and fell, and wisps of mist filled the air. Among the boats passing on the river, no one saw a big hand slowly stretching out of the water, then clenching into a fist.
'Yu Ji... Wu Zhui...'
The sound echoed, and gusts of cold wind blew on both sides of the river, scaring away the birds and animals.
…
"Thousands of people were buried in graves, and bones were piled up. The seal of Wu'an was branded on me, and I was given the title of Lingyou Wu'an King. I will take up arms again!"
The scroll flew out with a divine light, and dust rolled in the northwest. Amid the chaos, a large flag with white characters was erected. The sound of drums of war, dong dong dong, and the soldiers' footsteps advanced in unison. On the huge chariot, the general named Bai Qi raised his face, feeling the warmth from the sun.
At a certain moment, he drew the sword from his waist and pointed it in the direction of Chang'an.
…
"The brocade sailing ships crisscrossed the river, and after his death, crows cried over his corpse. I am willing to be the hegemon, and now I am named King Wu Hui Ling Xian."
"Marquis Huan Zhang Yide... Inspector of the Yin and Yang Worlds"
"Wu's veteran general Ding Feng... Marquis of Jingjiang."
On the Conferred God Platform, Lu Liangsheng’s voice resounded, and the scroll floating in the sun emitted golden light that kept radiating, crossing the huge city and flying into the distance.