There are dozens of Buddhas, although there are almost no [Great Product] among them, but they are also solid emperors. Most of the cultivators follow the way of Taoism. Because they have seen the supreme realm, they are unwilling to relax at all in the transition from True Lord to Emperor. They would rather stay in this realm for thousands of years, constantly practicing hard, seeking opportunities, and also requiring a Great Product.

But this is not the case with Buddhism today.

They are often eager for quick success and are unwilling to suppress themselves.

Now, most of these dozen Buddhas have been hiding in the West during these long kalpas, avoiding layer after layer of disasters, and they do not desire to advance to the supreme realm. However, each generation in the six realms has its own strong men who are good at maneuvering, from Taiyi to Haotian, to Jade Emperor, to North Pole. Basically, the ambitions of each generation of Buddhism have been suppressed.

This also resulted in them suffering very few casualties in battle.

Now, they all showed up and came towards the Nine Provinces of the Human World. Qi Wuhuo's connection with the destiny of the human world seemed to be further enhanced. He immediately sensed the sign that the energy was being aroused. He paused slightly. Countless causes and effects converged and he deduced that the Buddhas had come here, but they had no intention of fighting immediately.

Those Buddhas have not yet stood on the land of the Shenwu Nine Provinces on earth, so Li Zhai had no sense of them.

Seeing Qi Wuhuo paused, he asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

The Taoist replied gently, "A guest has arrived."

Li Zhai was surprised, and then he thought for a while and said, "Since the Taoist priest has guests, I can't ask the Taoist priest to accompany me to Zhaixing Tower. I will deal with Li Hui alone, and the Taoist priest can go and entertain the guests."

The Taoist smiled, shook his head and said, "No need."

"These guests and I will definitely meet, but not now."

He reached his hand into his sleeve, then reached out and pulled out a little Taoist boy, who was as delicate as a piece of jade. He was holding a fruit in his arms and was half asleep. He was secretly sleeping in the Taoist's inner world. When he came out, he was blown by the cold winter wind and shivered several times. Then he opened his eyes in a daze.

Then she hugged Qi Wuhuo's arm again and squeezed into his arms, intending to take another good nap.

The young Taoist laughed, stretched out his finger and tapped the little Taoist boy's forehead gently, saying: "Wake up, wake up."

He lowered his head and whispered a few words to the awakened little Yao Ling, then smiled and said to Li Zhai: "The guests came too early. I will accompany you to Zhaixing Tower. The guests at the border will be left to this little boy like me."

"I'll give you a token."

He said something to the little medicine spirit.

Then he reached out and picked a winter plum.

There was a fairy air on it, and then it was handed to the little medicine spirit. The little medicine spirit clapped its hands happily, and when it was happy, it spoke like it did before it transformed, babbling, and then stretched out its hands, took the plum blossom branch very solemnly, and then, imitating the young Taoist's whisk, placed the plum blossom branch that stretched outward on its arm.

He has big black eyes, a delicate and fair complexion, and a bit of baby fat. His hair is tied up with a wooden hairpin, with black hair hanging down on both sides of his temples. He is wearing a layered Taoist robe, a white long gown, and a dark blue Taoist robe like a young Taoist priest. He looks lively and energetic, and at this moment he has a branch of winter plum tree on his arm, with seven or eight deep red plum blossoms on it. He truly has the demeanor of an immortal.

Qi Wuhuo patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Go, go."

A strong earth Qi fell on the little fellow. The little Taoist boy laughed, cupped his hands, and then jumped into the ground. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared. The guards beside him were also dumbfounded. Li Zhai sighed and clapped his hands, smiling, "It is indeed a method of the immortals. However, is it okay to just let this little fellow go?"

Qi Wuhuo looked into the distance and said, "What the Buddhas fear is that I will leave the capital."

"The moment they fear and worry the most is when I have not yet left the city, when my power is about to explode but has not yet exploded. It is like an arrow on a string, and the deterrent is the heaviest. As long as I am still here, they will not tear their faces apart. This is the safest way. On the contrary, if I leave the city, that would be dangerous."

"Let's go to the Star Picking Tower."

"……good."

The smile on Li Zhai's face disappeared a little. He held his sword in his hand and walked out of the mansion step by step. He did not ride a war horse as he did in the past, but called a carriage. Along the way, the closer he got to the Zhaixing Tower, the more silent he became. Finally, he and Qi Wuhuo walked into the palace.

The imperial palace used to be solemn and majestic, but today it has a more austere and cold feeling. There are fewer officials and nobles coming and going, fewer beautiful palace maids, and more generals with cold and murderous looks. The area near the Zhaixing Tower is even more controlled, with layers of defenses in place, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

"General, Taoist priest."

The general in charge of the place recognized the person, saluted, and then stepped back.

Li Zhai stood in front of the Zhaixing Tower and suddenly laughed at himself, saying, "This Zhaixing Tower was built by my father. His ambition, everything about him, and his connection with Emperor Donghua and the Four Hidden Star Lords, were probably exposed when he wrote these three words. But at that time, we just thought he was too extravagant."

"My father was defeated here, and my brother was imprisoned here by me."

He stretched out his hands, pressed on the extremely luxurious door of Zhaixing Tower, and then applied a little force.

With a subtle and lingering sound, the door was pushed open to both sides, and the originally luxurious interior decoration became simple. The interior of the pavilion, which used to require hundreds of palace maids holding lamps to illuminate, was extremely dark. Only the sunlight poured in from behind Li Zhai, like a sharp sword, piercing the endless darkness.

Qi Wuhuo and Li Zhai walked up to the top floor together in silence.

Li Hui is inside.

The human destiny of the Shenwu Jiuzhou is about to be unified here.

Li Zhai suddenly spoke up, "Master, please stay here and wait for me for a while." He did not look back, but stared ahead as if he was looking at an unfamiliar battlefield, and said, "I want to face this last meeting by myself."

Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes slightly, and then said: "Okay."

The Taoist took half a step back, and Li Zhai pushed open the door at the highest point of the Zhaixing Tower.

The interior was in a mess, with obvious marks of sword cuts everywhere. Li Hui, who was under house arrest, sat at a desk in the main hall of Zhaixing Tower. His body seemed to have lost all strength and drooped. His black hair, which had been neatly tied up, was now disheveled and spread behind and in front of him, making him look slightly insane.

The quiet and stillness spread.

It seems like a long time has passed.

It seemed like just a moment of silence.

Li Hui slowly raised his head. His beard was messy under his black hair, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse:

"Li Zhai..."

Qi Wuhuo did not go in. He just left some time alone for the two brothers, who were also a king and his subject. Standing at the highest point of the Zhaixing Tower, [Human Qi] began to stabilize and entered a new level. According to Qi Wuhuo's feeling, with another transformation of this level, [Human Qi] could reach great perfection.

It’s a pity that such an opportunity would not appear so easily.

This time it was because of the catastrophe of Buddhism and Taoism. The mighty King Li Zhai forced the emperor to abdicate and cleared out the emperor's court, and took drastic measures to integrate the world. This is why this fate came about. The next time it must be of greater benefit to the destiny of humanity, surpassing this great achievement of [sweeping away civil strife in the world] and [laying the foundation for a prosperous age]. Only then will it be possible for the [human qi] in Qi Wuhuo's body to surpass its current state and make a further leap.

To reach the level of [Five Qis Converging to Origin], one needs to have a [great achievement] that is unprecedented and unparalleled!

He has made great contributions to heaven and earth, and has done great deeds in heaven and earth.

Only then can it be accomplished.

But what exactly this was going to be done, even the young Taoist couldn't see it for the moment.

"Teacher, you are right. This road is indeed very difficult to walk on..."

The young Taoist thought of the comments made by several teachers on his choice and whispered in his heart.

With his eyes slightly closed, the human Qi seemed to be burning in his heart, and the luck of the world was immersed in it, making the fire more intense. Then, in the burning flames of this human Qi, impurities were removed, becoming more pure, and then flowed into the world again. A part of the Qi in Qi Wuhuo's body gathered in his palms. The Taoist opened his palms, and countless streams of light gathered in the void, turning into the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" of Queen Wa.

In the "Map of Mountains and Rivers", the light is shimmering and changing unpredictably, and the human energy is spreading, leaving behind new tracks.

Inside the wall, two brothers were confronting each other. Li Hui had an untidy beard and messy black hair like a madman, while Li Zhai had a calm and vigorous look, with his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and wearing a battle robe and armor, he had a heroic air. The two brothers were confronting each other, and the contrast between their temperaments and spirits was in stark contrast.

Li Zhai walked slowly forward, approaching step by step. Li Hui stared at him and felt an indescribable sense of oppression. He felt that everything around him had lost its existence, except for his younger brother who was always considered to be "brave and reckless, and ultimately not a talent for governing a country." The tremendous pressure and momentum made him subconsciously press the hilt of the sword at his waist. Veins bulged, and his body hunched like a frightened beast, with heavy breathing.

With bloodshot eyes, he said, "...Zhai, are you here to kill me?"

Li Zhai took a step forward.

Li Hui's body was tense.

Li Zhai suddenly swept his arms, half-knelt on the ground, clenched his fists against the ground, and bowed his head and said, "Brother, hello..."

Li Hui was at a loss for a moment, and then his tense body relaxed. With a complicated expression, he looked at his brother, who was destined to be famous and go down in history, regardless of whether he was a bad guy or a good guy. He said, "Are you here to kill me or to make fun of me?"

"Zhai just came to pay his respects to my brother...that's all."

Li Zhai raised his head.

"Greetings, brother..."

Li Hui murmured, then laughed miserably, saying, "Your meeting with my brother means deposing me as king and then placing me under house arrest in this Zhaixing Tower? Your meeting with my brother means killing the leader of the Wenzong clan who has great prestige in the court and among the people! Your meeting with my brother means killing more than 2,600 royal relatives and Xun nobles in just one month?!!"

"Have you forgotten that Wen Zong Kui taught you how to read and write when you were young? Have you forgotten that those you killed were all related to you by blood, and that they were all your brothers and uncles?!"

"You murderous man, have you come here just to worship me?!"

Li Hui eventually found out about the outside world. The depression of being under house arrest for a month and the shocks brought by each incident made him angry. He didn't know whether he wanted to die or to vent his anger. He suddenly drew out the sword in his hand and pointed the sword at Li Zhai in front of him: "The Brave and Mighty King of the Divine Martial Nine Provinces!"

Li Zhai looked at his brother, the brother who skipped classes, picked flowers, and climbed trees to pick fruits with him when they were young. He refused to kill Li Hui from beginning to end. Now Li Hui held the sword, his eyes were as red as those beasts, and his hands were tightly holding the sword, his palms still trembling.

ah……

Yes, sword.

Why didn't I take his sword away?

Or do you actually hope that your brother can commit suicide?

Sure enough, this kind of blood is flowing in my body.

Li Zhai laughed at himself, looking at the brother who wanted to kill him, but suddenly he knelt down like he did when he was young, with his knees on the ground. When they were young, they sat opposite each other and read books and worshipped their ancestors. His brother was always the one who recited the sacrificial text. He secretly made faces at him. When his brother stood in front of him, he always looked at him helplessly with a serious face, and then moved his feet to cover himself.

Now he is still standing in front of him.

He held the sword in his hand and blood seemed to flow from his eyes.

Li Zhai put his hands on his knees and then turned around!

He took off his armor, and then spread his hands flat, exposing his back to Li Hui in this deserted hall. With his arms spread out to both sides, he knelt while Li Hui stood. He exposed his vital parts, and Li Hui held a sword in his hand. But at this moment, the violent impact of momentum made it seem as if Li Hui was the one kneeling on the ground.

"You are my brother, and you are also a king. If you want to kill me, you can do it at any time."

Li Hui held the sword and looked at his brother's back in front of him, gritting his teeth with a ferocious look, but his hands were shaking.

He couldn't put down the sword.

It's not because of compassion.

It's because of fear.

Li Zhai, who had his back to him, actually displayed a kind of arrogance that was totally inappropriate for someone of his age.

He knelt there, as if the whole world was surrounding him. He held the sword in his hand, but was almost falling down with fear. Li Zhai opened his eyes, and then stood up suddenly. This action made Li Hui feel fear in his heart, like a thunderclap. The sword in Li Hui's hand fell, and he took a half step back because of fear.

Li Zhai turned around, looked at his brother, and said, "Can't you do it?"

"If I were you, I would have drawn my sword long ago."

Li Hui said: "...You killed so many loyal ministers of the country and beheaded Emperor Wenzong. You, you are cutting off the roots of the Shenwu Dynasty."

"The roots of the Shenwu Dynasty?"

Li Zhai raised his eyebrows and laughed suddenly: "Hahaha, loyal ministers, loyal and good people, the loyal ministers you mentioned are those who first preserve the glory and wealth of their own family when their country is in trouble; the loyal and good people you mentioned are those who actively promote the invasion of Buddhism in the face of danger to their country? These are not loyal ministers, but just a group of useless parasites!"

"It is precisely because of their uselessness that people like my father and you became monarchs!"

"These so-called royal relatives who have eaten the blood and flesh of their country to enrich themselves should be completely killed. Their blood should be used to repay the people and to sacrifice for the country!"

"Li Hui, you also know the principle of putting the people first, but the Shenwu Dynasty you mentioned, is it the Shenwu Dynasty of the people, or the Shenwu Dynasty of the royal family, the aristocratic families and the officials?!"

Li Hui said: "You!!!"

"Without the support of the noble families, how can you secure the throne?!"

Li Zhai stepped forward step by step, his eyes burning with fire, and said contemptuously: "The throne? I don't need the throne."

"What I want to do is to surpass this divine feat. I cultivate the destiny of humanity and cannot achieve immortality. But even if I cannot achieve immortality, does that mean my character and ambition are weaker than those immortals who live in seclusion? Absolutely not!"

"Even if my life is only a hundred years, I will be like the sun, shining through the ages!"

“You, you!!”

"I will eliminate redundant officials, break up the aristocratic families, comfort the people, and raise elite soldiers. I will step out of this Kyushu Shenwu. I will unify the countries in the human world. I will let the human world have only one name. I want the future generations to never suffer from war. Now that Emperor Wen is dead, there is no one with more prestige than me. I will destroy Buddhism and obtain the Dharma, and eliminate the thousand-year-old aristocratic family heritage as a resource for the army."

"With my body, I am enough to destroy the nobles who respect their bloodline and wipe out the aristocratic families that have been indestructible for eight thousand years."

"Sweep away all the nations, conquer the four seas, and fight until unification."

"Eight thousand years in the past, eight thousand years in the future, there will never be another opportunity like this."

Li Hui seemed to realize something. The scenery his younger brother saw seemed to be far better than his own.

He suddenly felt a sense of emptiness as if he had reached the top of a mountain and seen the vast world, and his scalp went tingling.

Li Zhai's voice slowed down, and he seemed to be asking himself:

"Who else but me can accomplish such a feat? With my personality, who else would be trusted with such a cause except me?"

"By that time, you were the emperor, and I was just a general."

"But between the two of us, who is the one who deserves to live his life?"

"Brother."

Li Hui's heart was filled with numerous storms. He looked at his brother in front of him, but seemed not to dare to look him in the eye. He stepped back subconsciously, one step, two steps, and finally sat on the ground, stunned. The Human Race's Brave King, who was revered as one of the ten famous generals of the six realms, smiled quietly and said, "Well, goodbye."

"I am afraid that this body will be slashed by the pens of future generations, and I will bear the insults of the aristocratic families and the criticisms of the scholars, and my reputation will be ruined and shattered into pieces."

"But, what does this mean?"

"So what!"

"A true man should aim high!"

He turned around, held his right hand high, and said, just like the tacit understanding he had with his brother when they were young:

"I will surpass you and all of this!"

"Let the four seas be unified and the world be one country."

"Let all wars end completely in my generation!"

The young Taoist slowly closed his eyes.

So human nature is like fire.

Completely stable!