An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

There is a saying in the tradition of Kyushu civilization: There are three thousand avenues, choose one and follow it. There are three thousand flowing water, take a ladle and drink it.

Now that Zhang Ke had decided to trace his bloodline and see the glory of ancient times, he never thought of changing his mind again.

not to mention.

Not to mention the extraordinary power of Buddhism among the diverse nine states, Zhang Ke has a congenital feeling of repulsion towards Buddhism due to what he has seen and heard in the earth where he lives for more than 20 years.

Of course, he does not deny that in modern times, there are still those eminent monks who adhere to the strict rules and precepts and practice asceticism, but after all, they are only a minority, and it is not possible to find one or two monks among tens of thousands.

Most of them are bald donkeys who, under the banner of Buddhism, shave their heads and come out to cheat. Holding apples, eating wine and meat, going in and out of fragrant carriages and accompanied by beautiful women, but still talking about Amitabha.

This is not an isolated case.

When a monk needs to study for a monk's degree, that's all, and there are also restrictions on majors.

Even the famous Shaolin Temple has evolved into a group company. Even some time before he owned the game, he had heard that the other party intended to enter the real estate industry.

Buddhism, which is compassionate and helps people, has become a gluttonous thing like capital. Not to mention enjoying a lofty status, it also attempts to suck the blood of the common people along with those filthy things.

Zhang Ke just rejected him but did not take any more actions. This was already the result of controlling his emotions.

In comparison, Buddhism in this diverse Kyushu is much better, but it is still a mixed bag, and has a history of standing on opposite sides many times.

That is when Fahai arrived, from behind the door, Zhang Ke felt the peeping eyes of many people, and there were even eyes similar to those of the emperor silently watching him.

Knowing that the two emperors were away at war, Zhang Ke didn't want to directly conflict with Buddhism, so he thought of a compromise.

It can temporarily appease Buddhism without having to feed yourself to a tiger.

But he didn't expect that the thunder he had planted would not explode until more than a month later, and his teacher was a little too strong. That ray of blood was not enough for him, so he emptied out all the blood he got from the copy. stock.

Zhang Ke is sure that if he hadn't been so tight, his teacher would have asked for as much as he could.

And with such a request, the matter at Lingshan will not be resolved peacefully. I just don't know whether to win or lose?

After all, although he looked down on Buddhism, he had to admit that this outsider who had settled in Kyushu since the Han Dynasty had grown into a behemoth after a long period of development. Even heaven and earth had to compromise in some aspects.

This can be seen from the fact that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Ten Palaces of Yama entered the underworld, and that his last copy was approved by the Lord of the Palace, but he has not been able to receive the throne of Lord Yama until now.

If the body is revived like the Fangfeng clan, then Zhang Ke naturally does not need to worry. With his style, if Lingshan is not demolished, it will be considered bad luck for the other party.

But my teacher only had a few strands of blood to piece together, and if he went to Lingshan alone to seek justice for himself, he might suffer a small loss.

However, Zhang Ke could only guess at this level of things, and it would not play a big role.

Now, the top priority is to take advantage of the time when Lingshan is being involved by his teacher, and quickly capture the whole territory of Daliao. The next best thing is to cut down mountains and destroy temples. The key is to fill his position as King of the Soul with authority, and even go one step further to prepare for the next step. Prepare for reinforcements from Buddhism.

Zhang Ke held the few strands of aura intercepted by divine thoughts in his left hand, and stuffed it into the green jade.

Good luck to these guys.

Now he has more important things to do. Fortunately, the action of sending warmth will not stop within Daliao, but for those outside the country, Zhang Ke has no time to take care of it for the time being.

Give an order.

The earth army that had been scattered everywhere gathered again.

Along the Huanghe River, the mighty flow continued, continuing the interrupted process of cutting down mountains and destroying temples.

Seeing this, the local gods looked bitter and subconsciously wanted to flee, but they had forgotten that since the day they chose to take over the local authority and became gods recognized by the Liao Kingdom, while receiving various benefits, they also Being bound to this place.

God can flee, but authority is a dead thing.

Giving up one's own authority is no different than seeking death.

It's just that one of them is a land creature with stronger resistance, while the other one is just a mountain spirit monster, something that was casually run over by the army of land creatures.

But not all resistance.

The local people are just a bunch of rabble and cannot be lifted up on the table, but don't forget that in the Liao Kingdom, it is not these people who are really difficult to deal with, but the many Buddhist temples where princes, nobles and common people believe.

Just when the local army, led by Zhang Ke, was marching forward.

Suddenly, in the land of Liao Kingdom, dozens of resplendent Buddhist temples spread across thousands of acres of land suddenly sounded the sound of chanting sutras. Then, one after another, some were over fifty years old, or some had white eyebrows and hair. The old monks walked out of the Zen room and the Buddhist hall with sad expressions, and sat on the pile of firewood prepared early in the morning.

After sitting cross-legged, the young novice went to pour oil into the firewood pile, and then a fire burned brightly.

Flames mixed with billowing smoke rose up in an instant.

But the old monks who were in the sea of ​​​​fire did not change their expressions in the face of the pain of the burning fire. They held one hand in front of them and recited passages of scripture:

"Don't say this. After the death of the Tathagata, in the next five hundred years, there are those who keep the precepts and practice good fortune. This chapter can generate confidence, and take it as a reality."

"Mañjuśrī, why is the teacher? The white hair between the eyebrows is shining with great light. The rain of mandala, Manjushri flower and sandalwood wind are pleasing to the hearts of all."

"If there are one or two of the Dharma worthies of past blessings, and the sutras and Dharma are slightly changed, why should we rely on our parents! The Buddha's kindness is not insignificant, and the sin is caused by all living beings. How can we not hear the Dharma drums that vibrate three thousand times?"

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The sound of chanting gradually became louder, and the burning flames also became more intense. The thin body inside was drying up and dehydrating at a much faster speed than usual, and then collapsed, leaving only a few, or a dozen, rippling with colorful Buddha light. The relics were floating in the fire.

The novices and monks around him all bowed with sad expressions.

Originally, extracting the relics did not require such a cruel method.

Relics are the condensation of the Buddhist practice of the eminent monks. When the relics replace the bones of the whole body, it is often the day when the eminent monks can see the Lingshan Mountain and attain the status of Arhat. The more relics in the body, the stronger the strength, and one can get a title among numerous Arhats. Almost all of the five hundred Arhats have relics all over their bodies.

As for Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, they require not only relics, but also Buddhist practice, merit, and contributions to Buddhism. In order to obtain them, we will not mention this for now.

In the past, the relics existed in the body of eminent monks in a half-empty and half-real manner. If necessary, they could be taken out without damaging the body. Even if they were used for other purposes or even lost, it would only be a loss of part of the Buddhist practice. Because, it can still be compensated.

However, the simple relics were not enough to withstand the disaster that affected the entire Liao temple.

Helplessly, the eminent monks had no choice but to make this decision.

Let the relics absorb the Dharma cultivation of the physical body, and the essence of the flesh and blood will be sublimated, and burning the body with fire is the fastest way.

In this way, although it is impossible to summon the real Arhat and Bodhisattva from the lower realm, the body made of hundreds of flesh and blood relics is enough to carry the arrival of a high-ranking Arhat and even a Bodhisattva, and their strength will not be reduced too much.

As for these damaged eminent monks, they can only place their hope in the afterlife and enter Buddhism again after reincarnation.

And when each body was burned by fire.

From a few to dozens of relics, they took off from the flames, and within a moment, they formed a dazzling river in the air.

Suddenly, an illusory door opened from the river.

But the world behind the door is very different from the imaginary Lingshan Buddha Land. I saw devastation all around, with dilapidated palaces and smoke filled everywhere.

As for the magnificent palace located on the highest peak of the mountains, its roof was missing and its bricks were shattered.

But before the monks on the ground could take a second look.

The door that had just opened a gap closed again.

However, before closing the door completely, a golden light emerged from the crack in the door and plunged directly into the golden river of relics!

"Ah!"

Zhang Ke sneered.

Immediately jumped up from the shoulder carriage.

The next moment, I saw a majestic figure straddling the sky and the earth, with hands as huge as mountains grabbing towards the river that was gestating and changing.

At the same time, a roar suddenly erupted from the golden river: "Evil thief, how dare you!"

Zhang Ke said nothing, but continued to castrate his hands.

And the fingers of his hands turned into blades at this moment, directly cutting off the surging river.

From top to bottom, the relics encountered along the way were either cut or crushed into powder.

The existence that came all the way from Lingshan Heaven and Earth was already deficient even before it showed its appearance.

Zhang Ke had seen this trick of using relics to summon Arhats to the mortal world as early as the Ming Dynasty.

However, since he was originally from the peninsula, he was unable to sense the changes in the Ming Dynasty. Even if he knew about it, he would have more than enough intentions but not enough power.

But now, right under his nose, he still wants to play this trick.

As if he didn't exist.

I still think Zhang Ke is some kind of moral gentleman. He has to wait until both parties are ready before taking action. There is no referee here, so naturally he will take advantage of his illness to kill him.

This thing about Wude has been lost to him a long time ago.

As Zhang Ke's hands groped back and forth in the river and continued to crush the relics in it, the golden river just a moment ago was dimming and declining at an extremely fast speed.

Although the existence within it is already trying its best to speed up its own formation.

But for Zhang Ke, just a moment's delay is enough for him to play various tricks on the opponent.

In addition, Cang Yu stopped eating that she had been doing and flew in from a distance with high momentum, striking head-on at the highest point of the river's wave.

The figure who had just gathered some strength to piece together a bald figure was disintegrated in an instant, causing a splash of water and then dissipated in the river.

Cang Yu, who carries all the power of Zhang Ke, every move is equivalent to the full exertion of Zhang Ke himself.

Just one bombardment smashed through a section of the river. Dozens of shining relics were scattered from the river. The cracks on them were repaired, and golden aura continued to escape from them.

The green jade rose again after falling, only to fall again.

again and again.

The intact river soon became tattered under the destruction of Zhang Ke and Cangyu.

During this period, the being hiding in the river, whether it was an Arhat or a Bodhisattva, never gave up the struggle.

Various spells made waves in the air.

But for Zhang Ke, who is an earth creature and has the blessing of Ruyi, the big and small, these spells hit him without pain or itching. He barely broke through the defense, but was repaired by the incoming earth energy in the next moment.

It’s hurt, but it’s better not to be hurt.

Seeing that the other party still had the strength to resist, Zhang Ke struck harder and harder.

After a while, the river completely dimmed, and the existence in it was no longer able to maintain the tattered river. The golden light dispersed, and only more than a hundred relics were directly transformed under the heavy blow of the green jade. Mediocre fans.

And that golden light no longer had a hiding place, revealing its true nature.

I saw a miniature version of a golden monk floating in the air, looking at Zhang Ke with wide eyes:

"I am an Arhat who has crossed the river, an evil thief. You are capricious and your plot to persecute Lingshan has been discovered by my Buddha. I have now sent Vajragarbha Bodhisattva to arrest you!"

"If you are aware of the situation and tie your hands, the poor monk will take you to the Buddha to apologize, but you still persist in not realizing it. When the Bodhisattva comes, you will not have such a good opportunity!"

"The Bodhisattva will definitely capture you under his throne and fill you in a dangerous place. You will not eat, drink or sleep for a thousand years to redeem your past!"

Admit your mistake?

That is obviously impossible, and it is impossible for me to admit my mistake in this life.

As for what this Arhat said, Zhang Ke only believed it three points.

After all, one can tell lies, but one cannot tell lies when one sees it with one’s own eyes!

Zhang Ke couldn't pretend that Zhang Ke had never seen the dilapidated scene behind the door that had been opened for a moment.

What was discovered was purely due to the teacher's torment. The specific losses were only a quick glance and he couldn't see everything, but he was definitely not having a hard time with the other party.

Naturally, face was thrown to the ground and trampled all over. The teacher couldn't say anything while he was there, but when the teacher left, he, the "culprit", naturally became the weak persimmon to be liquidated.

As for Bodhisattva, Zhang Ke was not very interested in Buddhism due to his past concepts. In the past, his search for information was more focused on ancient legends and Kyushu historical materials. Buddhism had neither time nor interest.

Regarding Bodhisattvas, Zhang Ke only knew about the three well-known Bodhisattvas, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra. As for Vajra Zang, he had never heard of it and was not prepared to listen to it.

Moreover, if Zhang Ke's conflict with Buddhism in the previous dungeons was just a small fight, then his current attempt to correct the legal principles of Liao Kingdom is equivalent to touching Buddhism's cake, and he will be an enemy when we meet again in the future.

If those three people come to trouble him, Zhang Ke will have to think about it, but for an unknown person, there is no need.

Hit it when it comes, reset it if you can't beat it.

Although I don't know if the power of the game can affect the world of Lingshan, but at worst, I can change the direction. Although it is more difficult to support Dacoun, it is not impossible.

However, these are things for later.

At present, although this Arhat who crossed the river has lost the capital to come, Zhang Ke naturally has to deal with him in order to prevent those monks from making a fuss about him again.

Arhat crossing the river, who had just retreated a short distance, suddenly felt a needle-like gaze staring at him from behind.

But before he could turn around, he saw that the ground below him was suddenly shrouded in shadow.

The next moment.

With a roar, the golden Arhat's body suddenly turned into gold powder and flew away in the wind.

At the same time, far away in the world of Lingshan, he was in the Arhat Hall on the top of a certain mountain.

The rich Buddha's light permeates the place, and the temple is slowly being repaired due to the war.

In the hall, dozens of figures wearing cassocks and whose bodies looked like they were made of pure gold were surrounding a figure sitting cross-legged. In the hall behind them, there were more figures, sitting or lying. But all eyes are focused forward.

Suddenly, the figure sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, his expression changing.

The figures who were originally surrounding me suddenly stepped forward and asked with concern: "What was the result of crossing the river? Did you surrender the evil thief who destroyed my spiritual mountain world?"

Hearing this, Arhat Crossing the River's expression froze, but when he saw that the one who spoke was Jiang Long, the handler in the Arhat Hall, his lips wriggled for a while, and then he said: "If the main body goes forward, we may be able to fight, but It’s just the relics that don’t work!”

"It's not that I'm powerless, it's just that the evil thief was cunning and cunning. He took advantage of my body before it solidified and killed him first. He's not a human being!"

Seeing the understanding looks around him, Arhat Crossing the River blushed and hurriedly defended himself.

But he only received a few perfunctory responses, at least in his opinion.

Listening to the constant noise, the Arhat with the golden dragon wrapped around his body waved his hand. After the hall was quiet, he patted Guo Jiang Arhat on the shoulder: "I understand your hard work."

"You are an evil thief after all. It is understandable that you were accidentally plotted. It is not something worth making fun of."

As he spoke, his eyes circled around the hall, and finally he looked at Arhat Crossing the River and said, "You have worked hard after this battle. Go down and adjust quickly, so as not to affect your state of mind, and the loss outweighs the gain!" "

"As for the evil thieves, they are so powerful that it may be difficult to deal with them through the incarnation. However, I, the Buddha, sent Vajragarbha Bodhisattva to go there in person. Unless he can invite the ancient people to help, how can we tolerate it in the land of Jiuzhou? A group of old guys come and go easily, so there is no need for Arhats to worry!"

Arhat crossing the river nodded.

Then, under the attention of many Arhats, he turned and left.

And it wasn't until he walked away that there was another sound in the hall. An Arhat with a stag beside him frowned and said in confusion: "Crossing the river is just a trip to the lower world. It's not like us who have been infected by sin and reincarnated. How can it affect our state of mind? How could an Arhat be so fragile? Is Master Jianglong a little too cautious?"

"Do you think I'm worried about his mood being affected?"

The Dragon-Subduing Arhat had a somewhat strange expression on his face. He waved his hand, and the golden dragon coiled around his body suddenly raised its head and chanted. A golden light fell, separating them from the Arhats at the back.

Then he spoke softly: "Guojiang was summoned to the lower world by the monks thinking that he was a flesh and blood relic, and he brought part of his true spirit with him. Now that he has awakened, that part of his true spirit has not returned on time.

If you leave earlier, you won't have to bear the pain of being laughed at. "

Although they have achieved Arhat status, it does not mean that they are completely separated from the seven emotions and six desires. It is just that compared to ordinary people, they can control themselves better, so most of the time, immortals and Buddhas appear in a state of neither sadness nor joy.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

What's more, even the Buddha can't help but grin when his head is full of bumps, let alone Arhats like them who have not yet mastered the practice of Buddhism.

As for the Arhat who crossed the river, after walking out of the Arhat Hall, he waved away the novice monks who wanted to follow him to serve him. He walked down the mountain step by step alone. When he returned to his Buddhist hall, he closed the door and used The powerful magic power sealed the inside and outside of the Buddhist hall.

Then he lay down on the ground, grabbed the futon and punched the floor tiles:

"Evil thief, you and I are at odds with each other~~~!"

The small disturbance that occurred in Luohan Hall did not affect Lingshan. Nowadays, most of the people in Lingshan are busy repairing their own mountains. Although those who are not present have received the news, they cannot come back in a short while.

And Lingshan's follow-up will not affect Zhang Ke who is in Daliao.

Even with Zhang Ke's limited knowledge of Buddhism, he knew that there were many wonderful magical powers within Buddhism.

But he couldn't understand why these monks burned their flesh and blood at every turn and used relics in exchange for Arhat's arrival.

This kind of all-or-nothing strategy is okay if it succeeds, but once it fails, it will put you in an embarrassing situation, just like now. After losing more than a hundred Arhats summoned by eminent monks but being easily dealt with by Zhang Ke, even if many temples had any plans, they were unable to carry them out due to the lack of upper-level power.

The Buddhist temple, which was originally regarded as a trouble by Zhang Ke, was forced to destroy it for fun.

However, although I don’t understand what these monks had in mind to abandon their martial arts, their decision can be said to have helped Zhang Ke a lot. The advance speed, which was not very fast at first, has returned to the strong wind at the foot of Yinshan Mountain after this experience. As if it were sweeping fallen leaves.

So, not long after, the entire mountains and rivers west of the Henghe River were thrown into green jade, and the military peak approached Linhuang Mansion, the capital of the Liao Kingdom!

The majestic body raised its legs and stepped over a mountain peak, and then appeared outside the city of Linhuang Mansion.

At this time, there were a large number of soldiers wearing armor and holding halberds inside the city gate. They were pouring out of the city gate in a steady stream. In just a moment, they formed a dark mass in front of the city gate.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows.

So loyal?

That was a bit difficult to handle. I originally thought that after solving the ghosts and gods, it would be a matter of course for Daliao to accept the transformation. But I didn't expect that these princes and nobles were still so courageous. Is it possible that they would have to bulldoze Linhuang Mansion and give it to them? A blood exchange in Daliao?

Just as Zhang Ke was thinking about it, another change below attracted his attention.

After the soldiers and generals, some men and women dressed in nomadic and luxurious clothes walked out of the city gate with looks of fear and panic on their faces.

The leader is none other than the current Emperor of the Liao Kingdom - Liao Jingzong Yelvxian.

Yelvxian, who was wearing imperial robes, raised his head and looked at the majestic figure that was almost as high as the clouds, like a majestic mountain range. He took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, bowed and said, "I don't know. When God came to our country of Liao, it was really the fault of our kings and ministers that he failed to greet him in person!"

"The God is so powerful, the little king is really frightened and dare not speak. I wonder if I can ask the God to accept the magical power? If there is a need, all of us in the Liao Kingdom should do our best to be driven by the God!"

Zhang Ke glanced at him.

He is worthy of being the ZTE monarch of the Liao Kingdom.

The number of civil and military officials who came out of the city gate to greet him was beyond Zhang Ke's expectations, and what he said was quite impressive.

As for the fear and fear, Zhang Ke simply forgot about it. Don't dare to speak? So are you exhausting gas now?

Zhang Ke looked at Yelu Xian curiously, and his eyes lingered on the civil and military officials for a while, then he put away his magical power and returned to his original appearance.

Seeing his cooperation, the monarchs and ministers of the Liao Kingdom breathed a sigh of relief.

Tell the truth, don't be afraid of being fake.

Although they are in the capital, it does not mean that they are blocked from information. On the contrary, because the Liao Kingdom rose from the barbarians, although its heritage cannot be compared with the orthodox Kyushu, its control over ghosts and gods is the most popular among the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty. Can't catch up.

Even though all the ghosts and gods in the entire Liao Kingdom were secretly involved with Buddhism, they were nominally under the jurisdiction of the Liao Emperor.

Naturally, it is not difficult for the emperor who has jurisdiction to know some information. For the rest of the month, information has been delivered three times in the morning, noon and evening almost every day, which temples have been conquered and where the gods have been replaced. , he knew everything clearly.

Even in the final battle, the failure of the Buddhist Arhat was placed on the table of his palace.

Although in this battle, Zhang Ke took advantage of some conveniences and was able to trick Arhat, but there are no absolutes in the world. If Arhat has overwhelming power, can he be easily tricked?

Not to mention that from the few words revealed, he learned the horrifying news that Lingshan was filled with smoke because of this person.

Whether a Bodhisattva or not is not important at all.

After all, it is this unknown god who is outside the royal capital now, not Vajrazo Bodhisattva.

In this way, he naturally had concerns about how he should act.

After Zhang Ke returned to normal size, Yelvxian also enthusiastically posted him.

He couldn't do such a stupid thing as inviting the city to talk about it. On the contrary, there was no more reassuring way to put himself under this man's nose. As for the issue of safety, he now really hopes that the remnants of the royal family will stop hiding and come to assassinate him.

But it's a pity.

Until he walked in front of this man, Yelvxian didn't even wait for the slightest sign of trouble, let alone an assassination.

I cursed secretly in my heart: Coward!

Then when he looked at Zhang Ke, he put on a sincere smile, and bowed slightly, lowering himself to Zhang Ke, and then said: "I wonder what the Lord has to do in our country of Liao? If it is for power, you don't need to go to war, little one The king will use the fortune of the country to grant you a god. Well, at least it will not be smaller than the Emperor of Heaven in the south."

Before he finished speaking, Yelu Xian found that he could only open his mouth, but could not make a sound. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Zhang Ke in disbelief.

And Zhang Ke's face also showed a look of dumbfounding at the right time.

How dare you say that!

Not smaller than the Emperor of Heaven, which Emperor of Heaven, God of Haotian?

Although Zhang Ke had just become an Arhat and didn't care about the Bodhisattva, it didn't mean that he was so bold that he was arrogant. Although Kyushu is a continuation of the ancient times, and the overall foundation is much weaker than the ancient times, it does not mean that the top level strength is weaker than the ancient times.

God Haotian is not inferior to the ancient human kings, and even surpasses him in terms of authority.

After listening to the whole story, God Haotian may have a large number of adults and will not cause trouble to Zhang Ke, but his two emperors will definitely catch him and beat him up. Although Zhang Ke has always prided himself on being young, he is still in his twenties after all. He can't enjoy the treatment of a child again now, can he?

So shut up now!

After sealing up Yelvxian's unspoken words, Zhang Ke didn't let him wait, and directly stated his purpose:

"I'm just a junior, favored by my elders, and managed to achieve the position of the mighty Saint Blessing King in the heaven, which is the southern part of your mouth."

Hearing this, the confusion on Yelvxian's face instantly turned into fear. Are you from the south?

Damn it, Zhao Xiaoer, you don’t talk about martial ethics, you have agreed that everyone will rely on their ability to speak, this emperor thing, whoever wins and who is the orthodox of Kyushu, you kid actually asked a god to fuck me?

But before Yelu Xian could think quickly, he heard another voice coming from in front of him:

"I am not here to destroy the Liao Kingdom. The dispute between Song and Liao does not have much bias for me. But since your Liao Kingdom is a Kyushu Dynasty and claims to be orthodox, then the Liao Kingdom cannot be invaded by some bullshit and snake gods. , the barbarians from other countries steal the orthodoxy of the gods."

"Um"

As he finished speaking, Yelvxian found that he had regained the ability to speak.

But he didn't respond rashly.

Instead, he assessed the situation internally in his mind.

The words of King Youling are easy to understand. The other party is the south, the vanguard general sent by Heaven to bring order to chaos!

It's just that this general was a bit overkill. He just took some unworthy mountain god land and pushed it directly to the city of Linhuang Mansion, turning the subsequent army that should have existed into a display.

And the reason why we negotiated terms with him is easy to understand.

The gods do not have so many demands on the mortal world. Whoever sits on the throne in the world has nothing to do with them. They only care about whether the sacrifices and offerings can come on time.

In the absence of a fixed choice, as long as Daliao is willing to recognize the legitimacy of Heavenly Court, this matter can be easily resolved.

However, it is easy to issue an imperial edict, but it is not possible to get the Liao Kingdom to recognize it with an imperial edict. Although he is the emperor, there are also rumors circulating outside that he is the master of ZTE, but some things cannot be decided at a glance. Buddhists, shamans, conservatives, and some scattered sects all guide the internal affairs of the Liao Kingdom. The princes, nobles and ordinary people became the force against the imperial edict.

Buddhism, in particular, occupies the largest number of beliefs among the common people and princes and nobles. They are also the most difficult to deal with, and there are countless Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in Lingshan.

Even if he had the intention to solve the problem, it would be extremely difficult for him to accept it.

After all, the Youling King in front of you is not easy to mess with, but Buddhism is not easy to mess with either!

Perhaps seeing the concerns in Yelvxian's heart, he then heard King Youling continue to say: "You don't need to worry about Buddhism. There are people in the lower world who will be taken care of by me. And after you sacrifice to the Emperor Tianhou, the Liao Kingdom Naturally, we will be protected by heaven, and no one dares to cause trouble with ghosts and gods. As for those ghosts, ghosts, and snake gods, hehe."

Eight thousand two is a complete two-in-one.

I don’t have time to divide it into chapters, so let’s read more together.

My grandpa had a cerebral infarction this morning. Although the CT scan showed that there was no major problem, he was still hospitalized for thrombolysis. He was so busy that he was so busy. Alas, it was outrageous for my father-in-law and son-in-law to live upstairs and downstairs.