Li Weifeng, with a head full of white hair, was wearing gorgeous clothes and a simple sword on his waist. He walked out of the palace without any attendants. He walked through this worldly world step by step and went to the mountain to visit his sister. One of them was the Human Emperor, and the other was practicing Taoist techniques.
They chatted about their childhood at the table.
The young man who once chased after Li Qiongyu is now gray-haired and has many wrinkles on his face, while Li Qiongyu has a gentle expression and soft brows, and still looks to be in her twenties. In any case, her state of mind has been blessed by the Taoist fate of the Supreme, and she has experienced the same dream as the Taoist priest.
In the dream, she was a mountain god who had been practicing for sixty years. Now, in this prosperous era, she picked up her practice again and made progress step by step. There was no difficulty. She just practiced peacefully. She has practiced until now. After a chat, Li Weifeng, who always stuck to her sister when she was young, put down her teacup and looked outside.
Dingyan Peak is one of the most famous mountains outside the capital.
The mountain is not very steep but extremely beautiful. It is surrounded by mountains on all sides like a tripod, with mist and haze gathered inside the tripod. Every sunrise and sunset, the light is shimmering and the scenery is extremely beautiful, hence the name.
Looking out from the Taoist temple on Dingyan Peak at this moment, you can see a thin sea of clouds spreading out very flatly, and then slowly and gently sweeping over the surrounding mountains, trees and crowds. The steps leading to the Taoist temple are divided into two sides, with a sea of clouds and mist above and the bustling world below.
Now the light of the sun falls on one side, flowing on the sea of clouds, spreading a golden color.
It's so beautiful.
Li Weifeng looked dazed and in trance for a long time, as if at this moment, he was still the child who was taught by his sister. In front of the beautiful scenery, he emptied his mind. However, such a beautiful and magnificent picture would eventually disappear. The golden light was finally taken away, the sea of clouds dissipated, and the sky and the earth darkened.
Li Weifeng smiled after a long while. He put the cup in his hand on the table and looked up at his sister. Then the young man in his dream turned into this old man. He said softly, "Sister is in the mountains. Please practice well."
He just said this and stood up.
The younger brother who used to stick to his sister took the initiative to say goodbye.
He walked down the mountain step by step, and walked on the streets of the red dusty capital city that he had protected. The brothel that he had walked into when he was young and nearly collapsed under the tremendous pressure was no longer there. There was no way, as the Confucian master was still alive.
Moreover, the farmer's teacher is still in his prime.
Everyone can eat well and have enough.
Nine more tablets were opened, and the method of cultivation was spread.
In the era of various schools of thought, everyone has a way forward, and no one is willing to sell themselves.
And plundering the people and forcing them to sell themselves?
Alienating people as commodities?
ha?
That one over there is called the Legalists. Do you see their chains?
These brothers here wearing black clothes and carrying huge unsheathed black swords are called Mohists.
Finally, if you can wade through these two waves, raise your head and look forward.
The Master has such a tall and majestic figure, such a big fist, and such a big sword. Do you see it?
The Master proposed a world of great harmony.
People should not only love their own relatives and their own children, but also ensure that the old have a place to live, the strong have a place to work, the young have a place to grow, and the widows, the orphans, the lonely and the disabled are all taken care of; men have their share and women have their home; if goods are thrown away, they do not have to keep them for themselves; if their labor is not used, they do not have to use it for themselves.
Therefore, conspiracies will not arise, thefts and robberies will not occur, and outer doors will not be closed. This is called Great Harmony.
Then you want to do evil in this world?
Anyone would think this is simply crazy. Even a madman would not want to challenge a guy who is surrounded by three thousand disciples who are proficient in various combat skills and have powerful Qi enough to preach everywhere.
Li Weifeng carried the wine jug, smiled, and walked through this world step by step. The world was prosperous, and people were talking about life and cultivation, but no one knew who the old man walking here was. Finally, he came to the storage room, and the old blue ox led him to the outside of the quiet room where the Taoist was sitting with his eyes lowered.
The white-haired Li Weifeng looked ahead, smiled slightly, and said:
"Master, I'm leaving now. I have a rough idea of what I will face when I enter the Fengshan Ceremony at Mount Tai. Even if I am a pig, I should understand some things after sitting in this position for such a long time. And if you know some things, there are only two options: either escape or face them."
"I'm not a brilliant person, but I know that I'm here now."
"You shouldn't have escaped."
"Then who else but me can handle this kind of thing?"
Li Weifeng spoke softly. He chatted for an hour. Old Green Ox, Taoist Master Ran Deng, and even the man in green shirt did not come near. They left this space and time to the pale old man. Finally, the old man smiled gently and took out a wine jug from his arms. It was the one that Qi Wuhuo returned to him when he ascended to the throne of the Human Emperor.
He put the jug down gently.
Turned around and left.
Old Qingniu looked at Li Weifeng's back and his eyes twitched.
Although he was only at the True Lord level, he had followed the old man from beginning to end, met many people, and witnessed the development of the human race. To this point, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see familiar figures from Li Weifeng's old but straight back, and couldn't help but sigh:
"This is..."
The man in green was not so particular.
He walked over, picked up the simple wine jug, shook it, listened to the sound inside, opened the mouth, and then tilted it to one side. Some liquid poured out and landed on the ground, splashing water, clear and clean.
It's clean water.
Clear, clean water.
Just like when Qi Wuhuo handed him the wine jug sixty years ago.
"Tsk, it's just water."
The scholar in green robes sighed in a tone that seemed not so simple, and the old green ox was dumbfounded.
He knew that this blue-shirted scholar, Emperor Fuxi, was not very particular and did whatever he wanted. But, but, this was too unpretentious! The old blue ox could not help but stammer, "You, you, you..."
"Me? What's wrong with me?"
Fuxi threw the wine jug down with a casual throw.
He landed steadily on the table and said, "Anyway, no one saw it, right?"
"Did you see that?"
He looked at Old Green Ox.
The old blue ox froze and became furious.
Do you look down on cows?
So obvious?!
He was confident and said angrily: "I didn't see it!"
So the scholar in green robe smiled casually and said, "You still have some eyesight, otherwise we would have to eat beef today." And the Taoist Master Ran Deng glanced sideways at the interior of the storage room. Inside the storage room, a white-haired old man was sitting with his eyes closed. His breath had completely dissipated, as if it was one with the heaven and earth.
His mental flow changed and his breathing became slow and long.
He hasn't woken up yet.
But it seems that the moment of waking up is approaching.
The sword is in the sheath, when will it ring?
Born out of necessity, act in response to disaster.
The sword was placed in the scabbard together with the Taoist robe and the wooden hairpin. It seemed that there were very subtle and long sword sounds coming from it.
The scholar in green narrowed his eyes and stopped chatting and sneering. The old green ox was still puzzled, but suddenly he felt that the wind here was getting stronger. He shivered and shook his body violently. The old tree next to him swayed gently, and the sound of leaves rubbing against each other continued.
…
Fengshan is a ritual that has been around since ancient times. It is extremely old and grand. It also has very detailed steps recorded in various books and documents. It is extremely prosperous, solemn and grand. Needless to say, the Fengshan ritual this time is based on the unity of the Nine Cauldrons.
This alone is more than any other ceremonies in the past.
All the philosophers and schools of thought in the world had already arrived at Mount Tai. When they met each other, they were all unwilling to accept the fact. When they looked around, they found that a few were missing.
Today, Zhuang Zhou is no longer in Taoism.
The Confucian Master Qiu did not seem to have any intention of coming here.
The two of them are now in other locations, but when these two are not here, the various schools of thought are no longer unrestrained and have not started discussing directly. Instead, they are quite respectful and restrained, as if there is another person who is able to control all of this.
Their eyes turned to the Taoist standing there, who looked to be in his early thirties, but was actually much older than that. He was the true disciple of Taoism, the abbot of Lianyang Temple, the teacher of Zhuang Zhou of Taoism, and the nephew of the old master, the Great Immortal Mingxin, also known as Immortal [Xi].
On one side is [Yin], who is still as handsome as ever, and whose bad temper has not changed either.
Someone has to be responsible for presiding over the rituals, maintaining and ensuring the Fengshan ceremony, and now the old Master is getting old and Confucius Qiu is no longer around, so only the Great Immortal Mingxin can be responsible. He originally didn't want to meet him, but as a Taoist with deep Taoist practice, he naturally believes in fate and the vague destiny.
After Li Weifeng once said, "Between you and me, except for death, there is no need for us to meet again."
Mingxin and Xiaoyaoling have been avoiding him all the time.
What I fear is the coincidence, the prophecy that comes true.
It's just that the situation is like this now, and Mingxin can vaguely feel something about the general trend of the world. [Yin] has also said something about it. As for the Nine Cauldrons Human Array promoted by his uncle, he naturally also understands its significance. Therefore, he knows that today's matter has come to this point and he has to come.
I just never thought that it was me who came here.
However, Mingxin had witnessed what Li Weifeng had done over the years. Li Weifeng was in the court, and the Taoist priest was walking in the world with a sword in hand. He had clearly and intuitively seen the tremendous changes in the world over the past few decades, so he knew—
Anyone who has made great contributions to the world and done great deeds for the people will be favored by the destiny of humanity.
Eventually, they will all be listed on the Conferred God List. With Li Weifeng's behavior, it is inevitable that his name will be on the Conferred God List. Although he does not practice cultivation, he will eventually live on in the world in another way. Thinking of this, Mingxin felt a little better and agreed to come here.
He looked at his childhood friend and bowed slightly. The Taoist looked calm and said:
"Your Majesty the Emperor."
"The rituals are ready. Please come in."
The aged Human Emperor Li Weifeng looked at him, smiled gently, and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Taoist Priest."
The matter of Fengshan, to seal the land at the foot of the mountain and to report to the heaven at the top of the mountain, when Li Weifeng, the emperor who represented the strongest destiny in the human world, arrived here, the great formation of human destiny had already begun to slowly turn and change, and the Nine Cauldrons were whistling in various places, and bursts of roaring sounds rose into the sky, magnificent and majestic.
Great changes have taken place in the world in an instant, causing changes in the six realms!
Fengshan, heaven and earth!
Above the heaven, eyes were cast down one after another. All the gods and immortals had already felt the terrifying change in humanity's destiny, which was extraordinary and completely different from the past. Above the nine heavens, clouds swirled and intertwined, turning into a stacked vortex-like state, surging and rolling towards the highest point, layer by layer.
Every collision emitted thunder, with countless immortals and gods standing above it.
The Buddhas are also ready. The Buddhas of the West have infinite streams of clear and bright light rising into the sky and illuminating the left and right.
Fengshan——
Turn on!
…
Because of its importance, this type of Fengshan ritual was recorded in great detail in files and passed down to later generations. The immortals in the sky saw the fortune of humanity flowing around and watched the practitioners on earth complete this step in a solemn and dignified manner that was no less than the rituals in heaven.
What is really important is the hundreds of schools gathered here and the gathering of the Nine Cauldrons before that.
It’s every day and every night of this sixty years.
It’s the people of this world.
The completion of this final ritual is like the ripe fruits on a fruit tree. All you have to do is walk to the tree, reach out your hand, and pick the fruit. It is so natural and effortless.
The Fengshan ritual ended.
The formation will change immediately and will no longer be the way to the end.
The eyes of the Great Lord of Justice in Heaven narrowed slightly, staring at the human world; all the gods and immortals in Heaven who had other thoughts were watching this scene, and the Buddhas in the West were already eager, they were just waiting for the final conflict to break out, and then the Buddhas would enter the retreat!
Enter the customs!
The roar of the Nine Cauldrons rose into the sky, and seemed to resound as the sound of one giant cauldron. The shaking and roaring sound did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, due to overlapping and resonance, it became more magnificent and majestic, almost covering the entire world.
The whole world seemed to be boiling. The destiny of humanity, the social orders and the gods of the earth, the city gods and the underworld, the three were combined into one, with Mount Tai as the center. Then, with the qualification of the contemporary Human Emperor, the final step of determining the throne was completed. Everyone could vaguely hear a roar in their hearts.
The Nine Cauldrons were connected to the sky and were about to change. Before this change, the vast and boundless destiny of humanity reappeared, combining with the destiny of the Nine Cauldrons and gathering together. The vast and boundless destiny crisscrossed and turned into a scroll, which then slowly unfolded in front of the white-haired old man holding the sword.
The Investiture of the Gods!
The Great Lord of Justice in Heaven was puzzled, and all the immortals were watching. Only the Jade Emperor had a gleam in his eyes.
He shook hands, feeling a surge of excitement and anticipation.
He already knew this hero!
Such a hero should ascend to heaven and become a god!
Countless human gods and spirits stood with their hands clasped and their heads bowed. On the top of the mountain, only the white-haired Human Emperor was left standing. He stood at the highest point, with a strong wind blowing on his face. He looked at his own achievements emerging on the Conferred God List.
The politics at that time were quite remarkable and unprecedented in history.
He appointed virtuous and capable people to positions of power, and all the generals and ministers were the right people. He was respectful, frugal and thrifty, and the whole country was almost at the point of punishment.
It is also the only one since the Three Dynasties.
Help the world and benefit the people, and achieve great things!
Throughout the ages, no one has surpassed him in both civil and military achievements. He has great merits and great fortune. When he combines his fortune, he will be named "Emperor" and have immortality, allowing him to stay in the world for a long time. Each of these words exudes a pure golden light, rising into the sky, brilliant and magnificent, which makes people envy.
This name is at the highest place in the List of Gods.
The gods of destiny, various schools of thought, and even the royal relatives who came with the honor of witnessing this scene all had a hint of enthusiasm and envy in their eyes. They bowed and saluted, with a burning fire and desire in their hearts, and then shouted the name of the ancient chant.
In the sky! It was the Emperor of Heaven looking down, and here on earth, it was the gods blessing together!
In such a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.
The List of Gods fell and slowly unfolded in front of Li Weifeng. As long as he stretched out his hand, the immortality that Youli and Wenshang longed for would be in front of him. Everyone recognized this, even the various schools of thought subconsciously recognized this, subconsciously recognized the path to becoming a god after death.
Li Weifeng smiled slightly.
Suddenly, there was a loud whistle!
The murderous sword rang out and exploded in an instant, and a boundless murderous aura swept across the surroundings. The next moment, everyone saw the incredible scene in front of them, and then they all lost their voices - the sword in the palm of the Human Emperor pierced into the List of Gods!
boom!!!
So solemn and so resolute!
Without hesitation!
Such determination is like a cold wind blowing on your face, sweeping across all directions and sweeping away the dullness in your heart.
In the dead silence, bursts of whistling sounds echoed here, and endless streams of light emanated from the List of Gods.
Li Weifeng's sword twisted and whistled, but he slashed down with all his might. The burst of light dissipated, like flames, surging in the eyes of the Human Emperor. Everyone was puzzled, shocked, and looked at this scene in disbelief. The Jade Emperor's pupils contracted and he stood up subconsciously.
Mingxin subconsciously stretched out his hand.
"Honor, the order of the Emperor!"
Li Weifeng's voice was hoarse and vast, so solemn and resolute that Mingxin paused. He looked at this strange yet familiar friend, looked at the burning fire in his eyes, and finally slowly withdrew his hand. The voice of the Old Emperor Cang continued to fall, which was the law that bound the gods of humanity.
The final order is -
"After me, no emperor of any generation will be allowed to be on the list of gods!"
"Human Emperor."
"No, for the gods!"
The Jade Emperor's expression was moved.
People around said that the gods were silent.
Those who cultivate the destiny of humanity will inevitably have a short lifespan, and if they are not allowed to enter the Conferred God List, it means that only the most ardent and purest human race will embark on this path of becoming the Human Emperor, destined to burn themselves, and use this body to suppress the world. If one knows this and still embarks on this path, then he can be called -
Emperor!
The one who made this decision was the white-haired old man in front of him.
He was the emperor of mankind during his lifetime, and even after his death he would be high above all others, at the head of all gods.
Such a human emperor will eventually decay.
He has seen example after example with his own eyes.
Therefore, I will completely cut off this future path at the very beginning, at the cost of myself.
Li Weifeng opened his eyes angrily and gave the final order.
He tried his best and moved forward on the last road before the finish line.
He seemed to see pictures before his eyes.
The younger self, the younger self, the struggling self, and the self who now longs to leave a name and then gain immortality, and finally the white-haired old man wrapped in chains, howling and laughing: "You will become like me, you will become like me!"
"No, I never would."
This is the answer from the elderly Li Weifeng.
He roared, laughed, and slashed with his sword.
The sword that existed because of him let out the loudest sword sound in his life at this moment, and then cut through the name of the destiny of humanity. As the Human Emperor with the greatest achievements, he cut off his own name from the List of Gods under the witness of heaven and earth.
The golden flames exploded violently.
The burst of light at that moment swept across the sky and earth, magnificent and majestic, and in the end, only silence was left.
Everyone looked at the white-haired figure, watching him almost bend over, gasping for breath, and watching his body trembling after this sword.
Human Emperor, cut off immortality!
Speechless.
With the help of the power of the List of Gods, he left a way back and a direction forward for the common people.
It takes a decade to make the world prosperous.
Gathering the power of the gods of the earth, the community leaders, the city gods and the human world, he finally completed the Fengshan Ceremony at Mount Tai after the Nine Cauldrons were united into one, turning the human world into a perfect world. Then he locked himself out of this power and killed the Human Emperor himself, who was most prone to corruption.
It is the so-called——
Bright as fire.
clang!
The Human Emperor turned around, with the sword in his hand stuck upside down in the ground.
There are gains and losses, and you deserve to be honored by the world during your lifetime.
I would rather die for this country!
The people are the masters of the country; the king and the emperor should be the sacrifices offered by the people to the country and should bear the blame of the world.
All people can be deified after death, except the Human Emperor.
Therefore, we know——
God must also be below man.
Only then can the human world become one of the three realms.
He whispered in his heart.
Don't forget, don't forget, the Investiture of the Gods is just a tool, a tool to protect the human world. You and us, we are all human, we are all living people. At least, the Human Emperor must still be here, at least I am still here.
The Human Emperor opened his eyes.
His hair was all white, he was leaning on his sword, his body trembling.
At this moment, he was looking straight at all the gods and Buddhas in heaven and on earth.
Use the ideas of various schools of thought to shape the hearts of the people.
Use my body to forge the hearts of hundreds of schools.
I offer my blood to Xuanyuan.
The wind blows on Mount Tai, and the people are speechless.
There is only a silent solemnity.
All spirits bowed and all disciples bowed.
Accompanied by a crisp sound.
Cracks appeared on the sword in Li Weifeng's hand, and then it turned into fragments, flying and scattering among the people.
His last battle in this life was over.
…
When you are exhausted from gathering firewood, the fire will spread and you will not know where it will end!
The torch is passed on.
——"Zhuangzi"!
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