Ze Tian Ji

Chapter 730: deepest shade

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Chen Changsheng said similar things that day when Mrs. Lin was ordered to enter the Orthodox Academy.

Shang Xingzhou was in the Li Palace at the time and was talking to the Pope, his reaction to this was very similar to now.

"It's childish."

Chen Changsheng still had a bit of childishness in his eyebrows, but everyone could see the firmness in them.

He knew he was right.

The Holy Empress of Tianhai is dead, the pope returns to Xinghai, the devil falls into the abyss, Wang Zhice lives in seclusion, and there are very few people in the world today who can stand up to Shang Xingzhou.

His Dao heart is clear, Dao Dharma is unobstructed, and his realm is unpredictable.

He ruled the Great Zhou Dynasty and had the friendship of Baidi City.

He seems flawless, almost perfect.

But he still has flaws, loopholes.

That flaw was none other than Chen Changsheng, the young apprentice he had always disliked.

There is a small stream beside the old temple in Xining Town, with flowers floating on the stream, flowing down the stream.

There are three thousand Taoisms hidden in the temple, but the three masters and apprentices practice only one kind, and they all follow their wishes.

It is an extremely powerful Taoist supernatural power.

Only by standing under the starry sky, looking up with no regrets, and looking back without regrets, can you be fearless, fearless, have a clear mind of Taoism, and have no hindrance to Taoism.

During the more than ten years in the old temple in Xining Town, Shang Xingzhou never taught Yuren and Chen Changsheng any Taoism, but only asked them to recite the Taoism. The speed increased, Chen Changsheng broke through the realm and gathered stars in three years, and the rest of the people walked freely between the Tianshu stele, all of them came from here.

Correspondingly, this Taoism has extremely high requirements on the mind, like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain, which cannot be contaminated by any dirt.

How can we not be confused by foreign objects, how can we have unshakable will and self-confidence

One character is called heart.

You just need to be able to convince yourself.

If you can convince yourself that what you do is right and in line with your own wishes, then... naturally you will follow your wishes.

This sounds simple, but it's not.

If you look into the deepest part of your soul, if you are in a dark room isolated from the world, how many people can really say the word "no regrets"? Who can firmly believe that everything he does is right

Hundreds of years ago, Shang Xingzhou was one of the orthodox successors of the state religion. He could have followed the established route until he became His Majesty the Pope, but he chose another path. He lived in this world in the name of Taoist Ji When Wu Daozi painted portraits in Lingyan Pavilion, he was responsible for sending those people in the portraits back to Xinghai. The people in those portraits are all heroes of the human race, and they are all heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so they died in the conspiracy. Some of them, such as Qin Chong and Yu Gongshen, will die voluntarily. What about the rest of the princes

The heroic spirits in Lingyan Pavilion have been watching Shang Xingzhou. Or those resentful souls who had died in the Baicao Garden earlier had also been watching Shang Xingzhou. The innocent people who died in this turmoil must also be looking at him. But these still couldn't affect Shang Xingzhou's Dao heart, because he had many reasons to convince himself.

He despises the so-called ruthless heroes, and hates black-robed conspirators who dare not see the light of day the most. He regards himself as the successor of Emperor Taizong, and he can ignore the small things if he has the world in his heart - for the sake of the Great Zhou Dynasty to survive for thousands of years , for the bright future of the human race, this is an inevitable price.

But there was one thing, until now, Shang Xingzhou hadn't found a suitable way to convince himself, and that was Chen Changsheng.

Yes, the wooden basin floating in the stream, the baby in the basin, and the dragon beard hanging down by the golden dragon, everything is a conspiracy.

But the Chen Changsheng he saw at the first sight was not Wei Guogong, Wang Zhice, Tianhai, a powerful general, a wealthy tycoon, a long-sleeved concubine, a hideous eunuch, impassioned and misunderstood. The scholar of the country is not a mature and prudent minister who cherishes feathers, but just a...baby.

A baby who can't even open his eyes, a baby who is ignorant and unconscious, a baby who has no good, no evil, no thoughts.

He couldn't find any reason to convince himself that it was the right thing to do.

In these fourteen years, every time he saw Chen Changsheng, he would have doubts, and a shadow would appear in his heart.

Life in the old temple in Xining Town is very simple, and it is countless times harder to see each other than to meet each other.

Chen Changsheng has transformed from a baby into a youth like a spring breeze.

The shadow on Shang Xingzhou's heart was as thick as night.

"I know teacher, you don't feel guilty towards me. This matter has nothing to do with good or evil. It's just that you can't convince yourself. Convincing yourself is always the most important thing."

Chen Changsheng looked at Shang Xingzhou and said, "So, my existence is a terrible thing to you."

Before the Buddhist sect fell, there was a saying about the so-called heart barrier.

He is now Shang Xingzhou's heartbreak.

Shang Xingzhou wanted to do everything possible to get rid of this mental obstacle, so that he could truly keep his mind clear.

He hoped that Chen Changsheng would die, but he couldn't do it himself, because that would have no effect, it would make the heart barrier deeper and deeper, and there would be no chance of it being erased.

A few days ago, even if the rest of the people hadn't left him in the Snow Palace in such a decisive way, he would not have gone to Beibing Masi Hutong, but to Li Palace.

Back then when he was on the divine way of the Tianshu Mausoleum, he walked up from the divine way without even looking at Chen Changsheng, nor did he stop Chen Changsheng from taking away the remains of the Holy Empress Tianhai, so he had already figured out what happened.

He wanted to use these things as an excuse to naturally let Chen Changsheng die in the hands of others.

Several times, he has come close to success.

For example, Mr. Lin wanted to clear away obstacles and threats to the young emperor's ruling, and took advantage of the remains of the Empress Tianhai to make trouble, and tried to kill Chen Changsheng privately, but failed.

For example, taking advantage of Xue Xingchuan's experience and using Zhou Tong as a guide, let Chen Changsheng take the initiative to attack and then kill him.

"It's a pity that none of them succeeded." Chen Changsheng said.

"I didn't expect that you already understood all this, but it doesn't matter."

Shang Xingzhou looked a little regretful, and said, "If it wasn't for Wang Po, you would have died at Tie Shu's hands that day."

When Eunuch Lin made a sudden attack in the Orthodox Academy, Chen Changsheng had already thought through everything, but seeing Master's regret at this moment, he still felt a little sad.

Shang Xingzhou looked at him and continued: "I swore to your uncle that I would not attack you. In fact, it is the same. Neither Lin nor Zhou was deliberately arranged by me. Everything is natural. If you insist on staying in Kyoto, things like this will happen more and more, and it doesn't go my way."

It is difficult to argue the truth or falsehood of this sentence, and there is no need to distinguish the truth from the false.

People's minds are always ups and downs between true and false, even if you see the color and fragrance of flowers, you can't see through them.

On the courtyard wall opposite the snow lake, more than a dozen Taoist priests in Tsing Yi appeared.

Those Taoists in Tsing Yi's state are unpredictable, with their sleeves fluttering, and there is a hidden murderous intent.