Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 699

Daxuan, Zhongjing.

It was almost noon today, and the discussions in Changming Palace finally stopped.

This time, the court discussion mainly revolves around the twenty-second chapter "Sha Wujing" of "Journey to the West", because this article completely opened up the half-demon's road to heaven and demon. In a short period of time, the South Wilderness side There are already five half-demon who have awakened the "Shensha bloodline", and the mainland of Daxuan has also reported the news of four half-demon awakening the "Shensha bloodline".

It is true that the "Deep Sand Bloodline" is not the bloodline of the ancestral demon that is comparable to the half-sage. In addition, even if this bloodline is awakened, it is only potential, and it does not mean that it can really be practiced to the limit. I am afraid that most of the half-demon are also wandering in the fifth or sixth rank, but over time, this is also a decisive force.

Fortunately, emotionally speaking, this "deep sand bloodline" was created by Wuhou, and is naturally close to the human race.

In the words of Emperor Ye Heng, Chen Luo laid the foundation carefully, and then the Daxuan court would be responsible for paving the road above.

For a whole morning, the Daxuan court adjusted and agreed on the security system and rights framework for the semi-demon in various aspects of Daxuan's survival and life in the future, including the awakened Shensha bloodline and the half-demon who have not awakened the Shensha bloodline. The specific details will be determined by Each yamen will follow up and finalize the decision, and finally the main lobby will be responsible for it.

All in all, there is one spirit: those whose hearts are towards the great profoundness will be the great profound ones! If the heart is in the human race, then the human race will belong to the human race!

A hero who fought **** battles for the human race, and added splendid talents to the human race. Even if there is only a trace of human blood in his body, he is still an upright and broken human race!

Ting Yi well circumvented the big question of why the half-demon bloodline needs the canonization of the emperor!

"It's noon, if you Aiqing have any delays and have not made an appointment with your family, then stay here and have dinner with me!" Shouyuan looked at Zhao Ruian's missing engravings and said with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, before the discussion is over, it's time to enter the court for dinner." At this moment, no voice suddenly sounded among the officials.

Baiguan looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw an official in blue came out of the queue of Baiguan, came to the middle of Zhao Ruian, saluted respectfully, and said, "My minister, Jiang Minliang, the eighth-rank official of the Censor Station, is fine. Initiate."

"I remember him!" Shouyuan looked at the blue-clothed official and said, "He is the same retired soldier in the eighty-seventh year of the Zhenghe calendar, and what he wrote in regular script is wrong."

"In August of this year, he was outstanding in the public examination and was recommended by Zheng Xiaotang. He was promoted to Beijing by exception."

"Having been in Beijing for half a year, I just made a statement, but I am curious, he has nothing to do today."

This Wang Dayuan's lips trembled slightly, and he gave a salute first, and said, "The name of Wei Chen is despicable, and your majesty is concerned about it." Following on, Jiang Minliang got up and said loudly, "Wei Chen is saying something, he is willing to hear the news."

"I will play today, please Your Majesty and the court will decide on the candidates for the law as soon as possible, so that there is no owner in the biased place, and justice will be brought to the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ruianne whispered.

Since the later Prime Minister Yan Baichuan was consecrated and left, the former Prime Minister entered Wenchang Pavilion, the former Minister of War was transferred to Zheng Xiaotang, and the former Minister of Law went to the mighty Mansion of Wanren Mountain. Only without this prejudice the position of the Dharma minister remains vacant.

The current bias is that several vice ministers jointly deal with the bias.

What secrets are there outside the court? Who knew that the position of this Dharma Prime Minister was personally recommended by the later Prime Minister Wen, and it would fall under the body of Wuhou Daxuan.

But before Wuhou revealed his identity in Nanhuang, he drove Fangcun Mountain and landed in the north, pressing on the border between Xiaoxuan and the barbarians, and he had no intention of entering the court.

The strange thing is, that matter, whether it is Your Majesty or the eight small ministers under the court, all mention it, and even press some criticisms.

The attitude displayed is obvious, that position is for Jiang Min to sit. When will Daxuan agree, and when will there be no righteousness in the biased place!

But Daxuan stayed in Fangcunshan, except for updating "Journey to the West" as usual, but he never showed up again.

There must be nothing weird out there.

It is a matter of interrogation for the Holy Church, His Majesty is to investigate, and the Eight Small Phases are collectively quiet. If there is a tacit understanding, who will believe it!

Politics is like that, always saying everything, but in fact saying everything.

The atmosphere has been coaxed there, who would dare to talk about a dharma sign without the taboo?

Who?

Who would?

Who dares?

Sitting in this position now, is it like a stick in the throat, like a thorn in the back, like sitting on pins and needles?

Civil and military officials all controlled their mouths and eyes well, as if that happened.

But that Wang Dayuan, who had the wrong brain today, actually brought up that matter on that occasion.

"Quiet!" The first **** Hou An's tongue burst into thunder, and Zhao Ruian immediately became quiet.

Baiguan looked at Zhou Youfeng, the prime minister, and Ji Xianyu, the political minister, who were standing at the head of the class. The two ministers closed their eyes, as if they didn't hear anything.

Jiang Min smiled lightly and said, "Liu Aiqing, it's not just the things that you and other monarchs and ministers are talking about."

"There is not much to say yet!"

"The law is also the most important thing in the judiciary, but it is prudent."

"I and a few people who belong to the small phase are doing their best for the heaven and the common people, so the position of the law minister is vacant!"

"Wait a minute."

"This matter must be discussed again!"

When the civil and military officials heard the words, except for the vast majority of them who fell into thinking, a small number of officials said "hehe".

"Writing like this every day, why do you work so hard?"

"Yes, stories are written less, and poems are always written."

"Nothing yet, what are you writing about the monster clan? Hurry up and return to the human clan to get to the point!"

"Yes, yes, your four immortals! Just finished writing the four immortals and became immortals, why did you cut them off!"

"Shame of the literati!"

Hou An's ears moved, and when he heard the words "Cut", his face was solemn, he glanced at the official who was speaking, and said again: "Quiet!"

Zhao Ruian became quiet again.

Wang Dayuan seemed to know the result and whether there was any dispute, but continued to say: "But the position of the Minister of Justice is vacant, who can decide the interpretation of the judicial tone?"

The officials frowned upon hearing this.

In Xiaoxuan's legal system, the law minister does have no judicial interpretation power. When there is no law, the two laws have the same understanding of the same law, and under our tenure, the implementation is the same standard. Even the emperor would easily interfere with that.

But Xiaoxuan's law has developed to this day, and it can be said to be the most turbid law in the history of the human race. Is there still no case that needs the law to finalize it?

If not, this must be extremely tricky.

Shouyuan looked at Wang Dayuan, although there was no expression on his face, but there was a flash of interest in his eyes.

That Wang Dayuan wants to sue the imperial court!

The position of any dharma is left in the air, and the dharma has been established early, all of which are my pretense.

I just want to pick up those things and throw out a difficult thing in front of me!

"The law is there, but I am not there yet."

"There is no literary and political affairs yet!"

"There is still no Xiaoxuanwen and Wubai officials!"

"Liu Aiqing, which judicial interpretation do you want to hear?"

When Wang Dayuan heard Shou Yuan's questioning, he pretended to be, and he directly bowed his body and whispered: "The case of Han Qingzhu's father-killing in Jiangmin County, Guangping Prefecture, Luozhou, and Han Qingzhu's son Changming Palace sued Liu, the magistrate of Chenluo County. Old Man Wen is so authoritarian, he will waste his life!"

Kill your father! Exclusive! Candid life!

Sensitive words popped out of Wang Dayuan's mouth, making Jiang Minliang's atmosphere suddenly solemn.

"Tell me the truth!" Shou Yuan said in a high voice.

"Yes!" Wang Dayuan stood up and said loudly, "Ten days later, Jiang Minliang from Chenluo County found out that his father had died and died on the bed. He was so devastated that he widely distributed obituaries and treated the funeral for the whole family!"

"One day later, it will be the day of mourning. Han Qingzhu's father has no old friends. He is an eighth-rank Confucian. He heard the news of his friend's death.

"Although there is life in the body, there is not a trace of soul fluctuation!"

"Jiang Minliang was happy, so he accepted the funeral."

"Seven days later, Han Qingzhu issued an obituary again, saying that his father was indeed dead. This Chenluo county magistrate Liu Wensou was a disciple of this little Confucian later, and he was suspicious and ordered an autopsy, which was found in his father's body. No trace of lights out."

"The light off the grass can calm the mind, but if it is used too much, it will cause damage to the soul. At the same time, Liu Wensou also found that Jiang Minliang bought a small amount of the light off the grass."

"Han Qingzhu denied that he killed his father's spirit by using the lamp to extinguish the grass."

"So Liu Wensao judged that Han Qingzhu killed his father!"

"Have you waited for the punishment, Han Qingzhu hanged himself in the prison, and left a blood letter after his death: You have not killed your father!"

"Han Qingzhu's son, Changming Palace, sued Jiang Minliang, claiming that Han Qingzhu had repeatedly stated that it was his father's spiritual spirit that he wanted to be a master, and asked Han Qingzhu to help him liberate him."

"Changming Palace believes that his grandfather, whether or not he has the talent to read through, is a mortal man. He is forty years old. When he was found ten days later, he had a breathing pulse and no heartbeat. After eight days of mortuary, his body even gave birth to The corpse can be said to be dead."

"A mere ray of divine soul can show that his grandfather is a living person!"

"How can you kill a dead person again, and then be convicted?"

"So Han Qingzhu's crime of murdering his father really exists. It was Liu Wensou who blindly doubted his teacher's judgment, and then charged Han Qingzhu with murdering his father, forcing Han Qingzhu to commit suicide in prison!"

"And Liu Wensou argues that if Han Qingzhu's father is in a state of being able to convey his emotions, it means that my perception as a human is not broken, and it is considered death. Han Qingzhu extinguished the spirit by extinguishing the grass. It is the murder of the father!"

"Now Liu Wensou is suspended from work pending participation, and I also ask Your Majesty and the ministers to decide on the case for this case."

Wang Dayuan briefly explained the context of the whole case in one breath, and then he shut his mouth and spoke again.

But that made my officials look surprised one by one.

A mortal person, whose body has signs of life, how can there be no trace of divine soul?

It is to retreat into the eight thousand, and there is no way to sense the sea of ​​​​souls.

The unspoken rule on that day is that mortals judge life and death by their physical bodies, and only those who are not cultivators can judge life and death by their souls.

How can the two overlap?

Being able to stand in Zhao Rui'an, the officials present were all outstanding people. Xiaojia could see at a glance that the key to the case was to determine whether Han Qingzhu's father was still alive before his first funeral!

The whispering voices in Zhao Ruian resumed.

"This matter... This old man can explain." Ji Xianyu opened his eyes, who had been closing his eyes, and hurriedly said.

When Ji Xianyu spoke, Baiguan came up quietly.

Wang Dayuan hurriedly turned his body, bowed to Ji Xianyu, and said, "Please clarify your doubts!"

Jiang Minliang first bowed to Shouyuan, then turned around and looked at the civil and military officials, but talked about something that seemed to be related to that case.

"When Confucius opened the door of Confucianism and the road to heaven, apart from Confucius' most holy status, there were not many saints on the throne."

"When you come, every dynasty and every generation, you are a saint of the human race."

"Until the later dynasty, before Mr. Qi Liu, there will be no more saints. Even if Tian Zong is as heroic as Han Xiao's family, he is still the pinnacle and semi-sacred, staying in the realm of eight questions!"

"Does the little family know why?"

The officials shook their heads.

Although he understands why Ji Xianyu suddenly mentioned the matter of the Holy Dao, listening to less of that kind of thing might not help him in his practice a few days ago.

"Qingzhu!" Zhou Youfeng shouted loudly, as if he wanted to dissuade Ji Xianyu from speaking up, but Jiang Minliang shook his head slightly and said, "If we cultivate enough to seek, we will naturally feel it. I know there is no difference."

"Jiang Min, the eldest son, knows how to temper his state of mind at a distance of 4,000 meters. What are you still doing with your head and tail waiting?"

Zhou Youfeng heard the words, sighed heavily, and nodded.

"Political Minister, what does he mean by this?" Another Confucian official stepped out and asked politely.

Ji Xianyu took a deep breath and said, "That's also a secret, presumably none of the holy clans have spread it."

"Your Heavenly Dao has experienced two disintegrations!"

"Once the building tree collapsed, the two worlds were separated, and the human world was disconnected from the netherworld."

"The other time was when the two heavens stood side by side, and the heavens and the wild heavens confronted each other."

"Every time it falls apart, Gu Tiandao is growing up in the rules of the source!"

Speaking of that, Ji Xianyu paused, then went on to say: "It's like a small water tank full of water, two holes were smashed, and the water outside this tank is always broken. Flow in!"

"But the water outside the tank flows out of the hole, does it just flow in?"

"Yes, there are many cracks around this hole, and there is still no water penetrating through these cracks!"

"Why does your human race have no Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, Wanwai Xiaodao, and now you need to add Daxuan's martial arts!"

"Why does Heaven recognize your truth?"

"Because your reasoning is to supplement and improve the heaven's way of heaven!"

"You are all filling that little water tank!"

"Fix the holes, just fill these cracks!"

"Why can your Confucian sect become the orthodox human race, gather luck, and establish the court?"

"Because Buddhism is at the forefront, I want to change a water tank; Taoism is at the forefront, I want to get rid of the water tank and drink the water outside the water tank; and Kong Sheng's reason is to really want to repair the water tank!"

"Da Xuan's martial arts is rare. I found new repair materials, and I also found fewer people who repaired tanks."

"But now, has the water tank been repaired?"

Jiang Minliang shook his head: "Yes or not."

"The holes are too small, the cracks are too few, and the water is still seeping in!"

"Why are there so few people who think that the ancients are less sages than the present, thinking that the people of the ancients are young and holy, and the people of today are like the ancients."

"But have we seen that in ancient times, you were a young saint of the human race, there were many emperors and demons of the demon race, and there was a shortage of barbarians and ancients."

"How about today?"

"At its root, it is because the source rules are too little spilled, and it is perfect!"

"It is to say that there will be no more saints, but this difficulty is much lower than in ancient times!"

Ji Xianyu finished those words in one breath, and looked at Wang Dayuan again.

"Now, the truth can answer his question."

"He said that Father Zhao's situation is not an isolated case. Since ancient times, there have been many cases."

"It's just that no one is paying attention."

"There has never been a judgment in the church!"

"That has nothing to do with whether the rules of the willow gods of all living beings are complete! There is no part of Jiangmin's rules that fall into the netherworld."

"Liu Shen is exhausted, but he has not left his soul. A ray of divine soul binds the spiritual light that is about to leave the flesh!"

"In the long run, it's just eight words: people are dead, and their lives are still alive!"

After Ji Xianyu finished speaking, all the civil and military officials of the dynasty were astonished.

Nothing like that yet?

"How to deal with this case?" Wang Dayuan asked in confusion.

Zhou Youfeng sighed: "It is possible to determine that Han Qingzhu killed his father, and it is also possible to say that Jiang Min is innocent."

"But outside, after all, Jiang Minliang's life is lying there!"

Zhou Youfeng pondered for a moment, then saluted Shouyuan: "Please, Your Majesty, order the newly-established Director of Prisons and Prisons to overturn the judgment of Jiangmin County and wash away the name of Han Qingzhu for murdering his father."

"Han Qingzhu committed suicide in prison, and Jiang Minliang, the magistrate of Jiangmin County, is not responsible for his dereliction of duty."

"Transfer to the north and be a frontier county magistrate!"

When Baiguan heard the words, his eyes lit up, he was ashamed to be the old prime minister!

What is there to say about returning justice to the people; the key is the disposal of Liu Wensou!

What is pursued is the judgment, not the dereliction of duty.

From Luozhou to the north, it looks like a relegation, but the management of many northern cities is considered a military exploit!

The next step is to see where Liu Wensou is transferred.

The punishment has been passed, and it seems that there is a punishment.

What a little wisdom!

Shou Yuan nodded and said, "Precise play!"

Wang Dayuan handed over and entered the court class, while Shouyuan looked curiously at the position where the original law should stand.

"Netherworld..."

"I also know what Chen Dazi is doing in Netherworld now!"

"I'm really curious..."

At this moment, Netherworld, Artemisia Mountain!

Daxuan is taking King Yama, a group of Bodhisattvas and Yinggou to kill this Cangning outside the west!

The willow **** obtained by eating the fruit is unlimited, and the magical power can be used in a limited manner, so Daxuan's strategy is to grab the start!

Daxuan Master T, go down to start a group, and then Jiang Minliang's mid-laner will follow, and a group of Bodhisattvas will assist, use Buddhist magical powers to imprison the opponent, and strive to take them away in one wave!

The point is to want the life of the god, but the godhead!

As for Ying Hook, just in case, let's walk around!

When Daxuan and his party went there, they were retreating for a long time, but when they came back, they were aggressive.

Cang Ning naturally sensed the killing intent of Daxuan and the others. In an instant, in the sky outside the west, a huge and small willow tree appeared in the sky. The tentacles were special and took the lead in attacking Daxuan and the others.

"Heh!" Daxuan took a deep breath, and suddenly punched out. This fist wind instantly brought a howling wind and greeted the ten thousand willow branches.

Willow Yinfeng collided with Daxuan's martial arts fist wind, whether there was an earth-shattering loud noise, but whether the two winds were eliminated due to the collision, but turned into a circling hurricane, and the sand and stone flew away in an instant.

The mortals under the ground cling to the stones and trees, trying to stabilize their figure, but in the end it was in vain. In the blink of an eye, we were all swept up by the hurricane together with the stones and trees, and we knew where we were thrown.

At this time, the willow branches that covered the sky were not entangled in twos and twos, turned into the appearance of several spears, pierced the hurricane, and continued to attack us. With one move, a sword shadow appeared under this one hand.

"cut!"

Jiang Min's arm fell heavily, and suddenly a sharp aura rushed out. These willow branch spears, which seemed to be sturdy, collided with the sharp aura, and collapsed in an instant.

That blow directly penetrated the willow branch's defense and landed under the shadow of the willow tree, and I faintly heard a muffled hum from the shadow of the willow branch!

At this moment, Daxuan let out a long sigh, and the two magical powers almost consumed my Liushen for eight days.

There is no problem with the exchange rate of Haowaishan!

It was Jiangmin who had completed his mission, but when he stopped, Zhao Changshuo immediately rushed out from my side.

When Zhao Changshuo raised his hand, a brush appeared in his hand, and he saw Zhao Changshuo point the brush toward the void, and the void seemed to be smudged with ink, and the ink-colored troops emerged from the void and rushed towards the willow tree.

Write a thousand words, every word is a soldier!

"Amitabha!" At the same time that Zhao Changshuo summoned the ink-colored army, a group of Bodhisattvas also clasped their hands together, covered with Buddha light, and a **** appeared on top of my head.

At this moment, the opposite Cang Ning suddenly uttered a voice in his heart, which came from Cang Ning's phantom with the previous sound transmission.

That sound transmission speaks the language of Haowai Mountain World, but the standard Xiaoxuan Mandarin!

"Which colleague is here?"

"On the Emperor Xiaofengxuan, the King of Eyes, Jiang Minliang!"

What the hell!

Jiang Min was stunned for a moment, then he quickly reached out and grabbed a line of Bodhisattvas who were about to print the swastika. Zhao Changshuo also flicked his wrist and immediately crushed the brush in his hand.

own people?

Jiang Min and Zhao Changshuo looked at each other, and then looked at the shadow of the willow tree opposite.

Daxuan remembered that after he retreated to Haowai Mountain, Emperor Lin once told himself that no one named Han Chuhu had ever retreated into Haowai Mountain, and never came out before.

so coincidental?

At the same time, the shadow of the willow tree on the opposite side quickly shrunk, and finally turned into a burly bald boy. The boy looked at Jiang Min and his party, suddenly burst into tears, and said sadly: "I finally see my relatives..."

Daxuan: (￣ェ￣;)

Sila looked stunned.

I know exactly what happened just now. I only know that the sudden gust of wind wrinkled, and the sand and rocks flew away, which opened people's eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, the wind stopped.

Jiang Min, who has always been mysterious and long, sent a message to himself to prepare himself for a noisy place. I want to entertain my friends.

friend?

These taboos are actually Cang Ning's friends!

Regarding the circle of friends of the gods, Shilawai naturally dared to talk less, and quickly cleaned out the most sacred ancestral hall outside the tribe.

"King Open Eyes, this is King Yinggou Wang Jia, Prince Jue; that one is a Bodhisattva of the Swirling Pure Land!" As the same group of people who led Emperor Lin Nether, Zhao Changshuo and Jiang Minliang had countless encounters, so they acted as an introduction. people.

Following him, Zhao Changshuo looked at Daxuan and introduced: "This is Xiao Fengtai... Your Highness Prince Fengdu! He is also your lord now!"

Eye-opening Wang Han Jhanhu took a deep breath when he heard Zhao Changshuo's introduction.

Take the capital as a fief and accept Zhao Changshuo as a subordinate.

That identity is worth it...

"Han Chuhu has seen too... in the palace of the King of Fengdu!" Han Chuhu hurriedly saluted.

Daxuan waved his hand, looked at Han Zhanhu, and said curiously, "When you came, Your Majesty also mentioned the pavilion."

"What happened in the end, to let the pavilion stay in Nahaowai Mountain all the time, is it necessary to return, and become the **** of the tribe outside the west?"

Han Chuhu gave a wry smile, and there was a memory in his eyes.

"Going back to the hall, when I followed Emperor Lin into the Netherworld, I was determined to discover the Netherland for Emperor Lin, so I got an eye-opening title."

"By chance, Haowai Mountain opened secretly, and I retreated into it out of curiosity."

"Unexpectedly, before retreating, Liu Shen suddenly decreased. In order to survive, he killed our so-called **** on the top, annoyed the local aborigines!"

"You are surrounded and seriously injured."

"So I escaped here with injuries!"

"At the time of crisis, Liu Zu's power appeared and helped you seize a god."

"That's why you turned into a willow tree, but you were also trapped in that world."

Listening to Han Chuhu's remarks, Daxuan frowned slightly: "Liu Zuzhi's power?"

"Is that the one?"

Saying that, Daxuan stretched out his hand, and a phantom of willow branches and leaves appeared under his hand.

"Exactly!" Jiang Minliang nodded and said, "When you can follow Emperor Lin into the underworld, it's all about the protection of the mark."

"You didn't know until you came here that the imprint can also be stripped of the connection between the gods of this world and the way of heaven."

"It's just a pity, you are too injured, you can only use the method of seizing the house."

Daxuan pondered a little, and suddenly understood.

That world is closely related to Jianmu, and Liu Zu was transformed by Jianmu. Naturally, this imprint has no magical effect here, and it is surprising to transfer the connection of heaven.

How did you think about the end?

It was a matter of the past that we could chat with Kuaikuai in front of him. Daxuan looked at Han Chuhu and asked a key question.

"Junior Wang, what is going on in the world?"

"That world..."

Hearing Daxuan's question, Han Chuhu pondered for a moment, and said in a hurry, "According to your young man's observation, it was formed by the fusion of a few fragments of the Heavenly Dao."

"There is no main rule, it can be said that it is the way of heaven outside!"

"That rule is—"

"End of life!"

"End of life?"

Han Zhanhu nodded and confirmed: "Yes! Outside, Liushen can be distributed and transferred. Once Liushen is exhausted, this is death!"

"All the rules are the ones that run for the basics."

A group of Bodhisattvas stood firm for a moment, and asked, "Out there, Liu Shen was brought by the gods, but added the day before yesterday. Is that what it means?"

"Yes!" Han Zhuhu nodded and said, "After all, the secret place of Artemisia Mountain is a broken heaven, it's just a fragment of heaven."

"I have a way to evolve a real life."

"The creatures outside are more like processed!"

"Make the corpse first, and then inject it into Jiangmin!"

"So those outsiders, who live as long as they live, die as long as they live!"

After listening to Han Chuhu's explanation, the riddle in Daxuan's heart was immediately solved.

No wonder people outside these villages behave this way before they die.

"Don't bother... Is that Heavenly Dao too tired?" Yinggou, who was eating melon on the side, touched the melon juice under his mouth and complained.

"King Yinggou knows nothing!" Jiang Minliang said with a smile, "That is the way the world will resist the assimilation of the ghost."

"Oh? Please elaborate." Daxuan hurriedly asked.

Han Chuhu nodded again, it seemed that he had seen people for too long, and he had no idea what to say and what to say: "The Artemisia Mountain will open every once in a while, and it will be connected to the netherworld."

"In order to resist the assimilation of the netherworld, the will of the world will evolve the outer world toward the human world!"

"Therefore, there is no chance for a living being to appear."

"The will of the world needs living beings to be active, and use that kind of living breath to resist the ghost!"

"One love and eight desires?" Daxuan blurted out without thinking when he heard the words.

"Exactly!" Han Yanhu affirmed, "As gods, a small part of your responsibility is to harvest the passions and desires of that kind of creature and feed it back to the heaven here."

A group of Bodhisattvas suddenly realized: "So during the banquet later, your emotions were all reduced by the rules."

Han Zhuhu smiled and said, "Exactly!"

"Speaking of tolerance, joy, anger, sadness, joy, worry, fear, and shock are all the breaths of life that the heaven needs here. It is a good consequence that it is difficult to brew a few kinds of others, causing loss of life."

"The most harmful and difficult thing is slow music!"

"So in that world, banquets are the most important, and singing and dancing are also the most important."

"And the gods will also greatly encourage the slow music behavior of singing and dancing as soon as a word is said."

"Here, the gods outside will compile various myths and stories, increase festivals and ceremonies, and make mortals more indulged in them and release their emotions."

Da Xuan's face gradually became strange.

All kinds of small festivals, myths and stories of the Qing Dynasty, the style of dancing without saying a word...

That world of rules sounds familiar!

"Akanguli..."

It's over, the melody outside my head rang again.

"Yes..." Daxuan grasped the key point of Han Chuhu's words, "Then the other gods still write books? Heaven has no feedback on mortals?"

"Huh? Is there any!" Han Chuhu said quickly, "It's just a long story, just to mobilize the emotions of mortals."

"It's natural to have feedback, but it's aimed at the gods. As long as the harvesting emotions are less, the Liu Shen authority granted by Fang Tiandao will be lower!"

"It's just that many stories have been written, but there are only a few that are really ineffective."

Daxuan blinked~www.mtlnovel.com~ That's all the dungeons, and you still need to write a book?

Originally, I just wanted to use a special identity to contact that world.

Since he started first, you are also pretending.

Showdown.

Above, Lord of the Red Dust, AKA, the Light of the Literati!

Watch you kill us!

Harvest emotions, that thing, you are professional!

(End of this chapter)

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