[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

This is the end of inadvertent making friends. Kong Xuan glanced at Nezha, and said arrogantly: "Are you blind? I will care about those little guys?"

Nezha is already determined: "Who else is it if it's not you!"

Really, if there is a disagreement, a fight will start. Thanks to Yang Jian who is next to Nezha, he quickly pinned Nezha: "It's important."

"I see, he can't do anything serious."

This time, Yang Jian couldn't hold back anymore, but fortunately, both parties were still a little rational, and there was no big commotion.

"Won't the prime minister stop it?"

Tan Zhao raised his head and glanced at Yang Jian. The young man was full of enthusiasm, so he shook his head: "The two of them are exchanging feelings, why stop them, and the old man is no longer the prime minister."

Yang Jian was vigilant in his heart, without him, the new prime minister made him feel more and more mysterious.

In the current situation, this is really not good news.

Just as Prime Minister Jiang calculated, Yin Shang's energy is still undecided, and Xiqi has not yet reached its peak. This time, he and Nezha came here to find out the movements of King Zhou and the demon concubine in Chaoge City, so they had to prepare early. .

Nezha and Kong Xuan didn't fight for long, and soon fell from the clouds.

The four met and went to the same destination.

It was already late at night, but the palace of King Zhou was as bright as daylight. At this time, the monarch who ruled the world was playing the game of "kiss me, I kiss you" with two beauties.

These days, there is no culture of etiquette, and King Zhou also advocates the release of nature, so naturally he doesn't pay much attention to it. As soon as the four single Wang Fu entered the room, they were... slammed out of the door.

"It's an insult to gentleness, tsk tsk tsk~"

Three pairs of eyes stared at Tan Zhao, someone Tan touched his face and whispered, "What's wrong?"

It was Yang Jian who took the lead and coughed lightly: "It's nothing, are you still going in?"

Kong Xuanhu didn't care. Tan Zhao glanced at his little friend and shook his head lightly: "I've seen everything I need to see, so I won't disturb the king's interest."

"..." Suddenly curious about what you saw.

"It's not the empress inside." Tan Zhao seemed to have the ability to read minds at a certain moment, and immediately opened his mouth to explain what he saw clearly, and even added thoughtfully, "This shows that the strange disease of our empress is not cured yet. .”

When Yang Jian heard this, his eyebrows frowned. Obviously, he came back to investigate this.

The war between Xiqi and Yin Shang started long ago. The last time Tan Zhao blackmailed the soil from Daodezhenjun, Huang Feihu finally voted for Xiqi after his resurrection.Although there are many capable people in Xiqi, there is a shortage of marshals to fight. Although Huang Feihu is a mortal, he has the ability to be a commander.

During the period of Tan Zhao's retreat, there were two reinforcements from both the explaining teaching and the intercepting teaching, but the fighting is not as flexible as in later generations.

That will be left to future generations, don’t care about you, sneak attack in the dark is considered a basic operation, lure the enemy deep, pretend to be weak and snack on tigers or something, that is the normal state of the battlefield, unlike today, there is still a lot to discuss, and they are all positive. .

"Can I go to the Star Picking Tower?"

The other party asked politely, although Tan Zhao was not familiar with Yang Jian in this world, he understood it, so he shook his head: "I won't go, I'm afraid of heights."

"..."

Yang Jian took Nezha and left quickly, Kong Xuan looked up at the sky: "Are you afraid of heights?"

Tan Zhao touched his face: "I am intermittently afraid of heights."

"..."

The two sat on the roof of an abandoned palace, the full moon was hanging in the air, shining a slightly coquettish red light, but it was not annoying.

"Now, can you return to the question of this seat?"

Tan Zhao was counting the few planetesimals in the sky, when he heard the words, he couldn't react: "What's the problem?"

He lowered his head to meet Kong Xuan's kind eyes, and immediately said: "What do you say, it doesn't matter if you follow the weather, or change your fate against the sky, in fact, I don't choose."

"So you refused?"

The world is a game, the saints hold their own side, and the cultivators are very sensitive to the destiny. Everyone is determined to make this game alive in order to maximize their own strength.

From the perspective of Tan Zhao, a later generation, the biggest winner in this game of chess should actually be the West.

Although Tan Zhao doesn't like the Western religion, the two sages of the Western religion are really very flexible. It is said that the interception of teaching is the delivery of talents for heaven, and that of explaining teaching is the cradle of talents for Western teaching.

Chanjiao seems to have won the Battle of the Conferred Gods, but in fact, it didn't, and both sides were absolutely hurt.

Tan Zhao glanced at the rebellious Kong Xuan, the biggest leak was the bird.

"Actually, I want to say."

"What do you want to say?"

Tan Zhao propped his hands on the ridge of the roof and looked up at the sky: "What I want to say is that many things in the world are insignificant."

It’s like today’s Jujiao wants to turn the tide against the Yin and Shang. It’s like explaining that Jiaojiao attaches great importance to humanism and pays attention to adapting to the weather. It seems relative, but in fact, the result is the same.

"What do you mean by that?"

Tan Zhao spread his hands, probably Tiandao's father's gentleness gave him the illusion that he could talk casually, so he said very happily: "Obviously, Tiandao's father just doesn't want to see you ruling the earth anymore."

Then, when the first thunder thundered, it struck the ridge of the roof. If Kong Xuan hadn't dragged Tan Zhao away quickly, it might have directly hit Tan Zhao's head.

It's late at night now, and not everyone is as "diligent" as King Zhou. When the thunder struck, it was the power of heaven and earth. The entire ruined palace collapsed instantly, and at the same time, everyone in the palace was awakened.

Well, especially the demon fox Daji who is so afraid of heaven in the Star Picking Tower.

"Damn it! Why do you say yes, but I say no?!" Dad screamed in vain, bald!

Kong Xuan: ... No, what we are talking about is completely different things. Everyone knows about practicing and enlightening the Tao!

But at this moment, Kong Xuan's eyes were frighteningly bright, just like the mysterious thunder in the dark night just now, he finally understood why this person's cultivation had risen so fast, based on this understanding of the way of heaven!

"Go, go to your portable cave and talk."

Tan Zhao thought of the three little ones in the space, and shook his head: "It's not very convenient."

Fortunately, Kong Xuan was excited at this time and didn't care about these details: "Then go to this seat."

Anyway, it was all made by Tan Zhao. When the two entered the portable cave, Tan realized that the inside had changed drastically. Look at this person's private possession. He didn't even have one percent of it.

"There is an enchantment of this seat here, which can temporarily block the way of heaven, you try to say as much as you can."

"..." Suddenly I couldn't speak.

Kong Xuan was extremely excited, he liked this feeling of disobeying the destiny so much, that kind of life that followed the rules was not suitable for him at all, he belonged to the sky, not trapped in a tree.

Tan Zhao rubbed his nose: "I think this matter, you have to figure it out for yourself, even if I talk a lot, it's really useless."

What does practice rely on?Enlightenment.

What belongs to others is someone else's after all, not to mention that Kong Xuan followed the way of a sage to kill three corpses. Tan Zhao had never had any contact with him, and he was afraid of being led into a ditch by birds.

"No, I want to hear your understanding. I have a hunch that what you said is very important to me." Kong Xuan insisted abnormally.

"Really want to listen?"

Kong Xuan nodded.

That being the case, Tan Zhao no longer twitched: "Although my words may not sound very nice, please promise me not to hit me."

Kong Xuan originally wanted to agree, but after thinking about it, he said: "I will try my best."

... No, he didn't want to talk that much.

"It's very simple. If you recall, how many spiritual treasures were there on the earth? How many powerful monks?" Tan Zhao pointed outside again, "And now, how many are there? The monks pay attention to their own development, just like you, While asking for cultivation resources, have you done anything to benefit the world?"

"Get rid of the shackles of humans, demons, and immortals. Don't be limited to the fact that the way of heaven favors humans. Cultivators only seek their own development, and they take excessive demands for heaven and earth aura and treasures, and even take it for granted. Obviously, this is not a benign ecological environment."

"If things go on like this, what do you think will happen between heaven and earth?"

Kong Xuan hesitated, maybe it will continue to deteriorate, maybe the weak human race will be destroyed first, maybe the resources will be exhausted, and the monks will kill each other in order to survive.

Perhaps when the time comes, no one will be spared except the saint.

Kong Xuan suddenly calmed down: "So you think that the so-called conformity to the destiny is not against Yin Shang and helping Xiqi at all, right?"

Tan Zhao didn't nod or shake his head: "Who do you think is the worst person in this calamity?"

To be able to cultivate into a quasi-sage, Kong Xuan relied not only on talent and inheritance, but now that he was pointed out by someone, he immediately realized: "It's the human race, the entire human race."

What he could think of was that the saints who had escaped from the Three Realms probably had already thought that they wanted to use the human world as a chessboard and rely on the human race to save their congregants, but Father Tiandao... is not easy to fool.

Tan Zhao once thought about a question. Back then, Empress Nuwa found the fox demon to confuse King Zhou. The fox demon did a very good job, but she was the only one who didn't make it to the list of gods?

Is Empress Nuwa turning her face and denying others?Or can't do it at all?

Tan Zhao is more inclined to the latter. The monster race indiscriminately kills the race, and the slaughter is numerous, the methods are cruel, and the resentment is condensed. If the heaven does not want it to be listed, then it will not be on the list. Even if the saint promises, it is useless.

"From the beginning of the calamity to the present, the target is monks, but the dead are all human races. Do you think Tiandao will be very happy?"

Kong Xuan put himself in the position of Tiandao for a while, and was silent and speechless.

But many things, different standpoints, will have completely different perspectives. Tiandao wants to check and balance the world, but he still wants to break free from the shackles of Tiandao.

This road, he, Kong Xuan, will go on for the predecessors who have disappeared in the clan.

"I suddenly feel that you came to Chaoge not just to put on the golden fairy sack." Kong Xuan said suddenly.