I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 104
Fu Xi's Hui eyes passed through the thick fog, and Yang Guang in Luoyang was holding the Heaven Slashing Sword in his hand, with a complex expression on his face, and said lightly: "The human race is self-improving, so naturally they don't care what the enemies outside are like, but this time, the sage bestowed the sword, People have to be careful!"

After hearing this, Shennong and Xuanyuan also showed a trace of hesitation on their faces. The situation during the Conferred God War was still fresh in their memory. Many people who had achieved success in cultivation died in that war. He is still serving as a slave in Heaven, or has been turned into ashes.

This time, it was originally just a script, but now with the appearance of such an anomaly like Yang Guang, it seems to be different again.Even the heavenly leader couldn't help but make a move.

Does this indicate something?

The Three Sovereigns are also in a dilemma at this time. It is nothing to meddle in the replacement of emperors in the world, but if all the sages of the human race are involved, it will be a major decision for the human race. If you are not careful, it will cause the loss of the sages of the human race , and then affect the luck of the human race.

Of all the heavens and all races, the human race became the protagonist, but it was killed with one knife and one gun. In ancient times, I don't know how many human sages threw their heads and sprinkled their blood, and only then did the human race flourish today.

"Yang Guang is very respectful to the sages of the human race. Whether it is the three brothers like me, the five little guys behind, the sages of the human race, or even the heroes who died in the battle of the human race, they are very respectful. It is very rare. Why don't we wait for such a human emperor?" How about support?" There was a trace of righteousness on Xuanyuan's face.

"What the emperor said is very true. Ever since there was a human race and you and my three brothers became emperors, how many people have sacrificed to us and the martyrs of the human race for thousands of years? How many people have sacrificed to us and the martyrs of the human race? Can it be changed?" Shen Nong said solemnly.

"Perhaps!" Fuxi thought for a while, and said, "I wonder how the two emperors are going to express themselves?" Since Shennong and Xuanyuan had already made their decision, Fuxi would naturally not refuse.

"Since the sages have already expressed their views, we naturally have to express our views." Shennong waved a ray of light with his right hand, and it fell towards the Palace of the Three Emperors.

Seeing this, Fuxi and Xuanyuan also looked at each other and smiled, and the two rays of light fell towards the lower realm.

In the Palace of the Three Emperors, Yang Guang and others were reciting the sacrificial oration, when they saw multicolored rays of light falling into the hall, the three bronze dharma figures shone with immeasurable light, faintly visible the appearance of countless sages who had gone through a difficult journey, overcame thorns and thorns, and expanded the territory for the human race.

And at this time, the divine lights in the Pantheon flickered, and the images of the [-] sages also shone with light. Finally, in the void, countless human soldiers appeared faintly. They were either wearing battle armor or wearing single clothes. They were holding weapons, or swords, or spears, and some even held wooden sticks in their hands.

"Why don't you say no clothes? The same robes as your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear. I share the same hatred with my son!"

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There were bursts of shouts, and the morale was high, haunting above the clouds.

All kinds of visions enveloped hundreds of feet in radius, tears filled the eyes of the people around them, and the resonance from the depths of their blood broke out at this moment.This is a roar from the depths of the blood, this is a cry from the depths of the soul.

"Why don't you say that you have no clothes? The same robes as your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear. I share the same hatred with my son!
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"Immortal Dao and Buddha Dharma cannot be manifested in the middle land, why is it so, why is it so?" Monk Fahai's eyes were red, staring at everything in front of him.

First there were sages, and now there are sages of the human race. These people have put aside the teachings of the Buddha and manifested their holiness in front of others. In this way, how much incense will be distributed to the Buddhist sect?

Will there still be people who believe in Buddhism in the future?

The Holy Land of Lingshan in the west needs to be strong, not only needs masters, but also needs the power of faith. What is the purpose of Buddhism moving eastward, isn't it for these powers of faith, so that it can be used to increase the power of Buddhism?
"The human race belongs to the Buddhist sect, and the Buddha's light can never be wrong." Fa Hai looked at Yang Guang surrounded by the crowd, and he knew that Yang Guang had already won the morale of the people, and he would soon go west and wipe out the Li Tang clan.

"We still have to meet again." Fa Hai decided to meet Yang Guang.

Yang Guang, who was in the crowd, also noticed Monk Fahai who had disappeared in the crowd, and shook his head. He also wanted to go to the temple, but in the end, he chose Taoism.

Temples in prosperous times, Taoists in troubled times.

In prosperous times, monks always open the mountain gates to attract believers from all directions. On the contrary, in troubled times, Taoist priests will go down the mountain to help the community.Looking at the Sui Dynasty again, those temples occupied a lot of fertile land and collected various tributes from those poor people. This is not what Yang Guang likes.

If Yang Jian hadn't walked out of the temple back then, perhaps the Buddhist power would not have been so strong, and it would have been easier for Cihang Jingzhai to dominate the emperor.

At this moment, on the coast of the South China Sea, in the vast sea, a nun came slowly with a sharp sword in her hand. She did not take a boat, but stepped on the sea water with both feet, and walked up to the coast step by step.

Although the sea was rough, the opponent's shoes were very clean, not even a trace of sea water.

"Amitabha, I haven't returned to the middle land for more than a hundred years. I don't know what happened to Cihang Jingzhai. Could it be that there are still people in this middle land who dare to offend my Buddhist sect?" There was a trace of thought.

The nun stepped forward with one foot, and a faint lotus flower grew under her feet. When she looked again, the other party was several feet away. In the blink of an eye, the nun disappeared without a trace.

On the official road, a group of people and horses walked slowly. The first few men were riding on horses, holding swords in their hands. Behind them, there were more than a dozen minions who were also staring at the coolies in front of them weakly.

"Master, look there, what a beautiful nun!" A man with a mole on the corner of his mouth and yellow teeth pointed at the oncoming nun.

"Where, where." The leader's eyes suddenly flashed with greed, he stroked the thick beard under his chin, and said, "Wouldn't it be a pity for such a beautiful woman to become a nun? Follow Lao Tzu to enjoy the glory and wealth." As he spoke, he led the crowd to stop the nun.

"Several benefactors, what are you doing to stop the poor nun?" The nun looked at everyone, with a hint of disdain and coldness in her eyes.

"The little nun is young, why would she want to enter Buddhism and accompany the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha for a lifetime? Wouldn't it be a pity? Why not follow my uncle and drink spicy food from the popular ones?" The man looked at the beautiful face of the nun, and the corners of his mouth were drooling.

"Little nun, this is the head of our Haisha Gang. If you follow him, you will have a good life in the future." The minions beside him laughed loudly.

"Amitabha, it's a pity that people in the world are ignorant." The nun didn't even look at the crowd, she raised the dust whisk in her hand, and the fragrant wind swept past.

Behind her, the bosses of the Haisha gang stood there quietly with their mouths open and their eyes wide open. Only a little red mark slowly appeared on their necks, and finally turned into a line of blood and sprayed out.

(End of this chapter)