Chapter 463

The origin of the world is limited.

Those who practice transcendence, whether they follow the three thousand paths of immortality, martial arts, Buddhism, Confucianism, sorcery, or others, will eventually come to the same goal by different paths, which must involve the world force and even the origin.

Although the world itself can grasp the force from chaos, it's better to have fewer practitioners. Once there are more, like locusts, which one can hold?

Therefore, every once in a while, there will be a great disaster in heaven and earth, reducing the number of practitioners and even other creatures! This is the backfire of taking too much of the world!

In the world of the western regions of the great Zhou Dynasty, the great calamity has been decided. It is like a list of gods. There are 365 gods, and they must die in such a number that none of them is necessary.

Now what the three ancient gods and the five religious ancestors are fighting about is the issue of their own people.

The Brahma God wanted the great calamity to happen in the middle land. If more people were killed, the Western Buddhists could keep their vitality.

But Wu Ming and other Daojun naturally wanted to bring disaster to the west, let the blood flow into a river of Fanmen, save the seeds of cultivating immortals.

The competition between the two sides is related to the future of the great education. We should not be careless!

After listening to what Wu Ming said, the Brahman was silent.

Seeing this, Wu Ming said with a smile: "Brahma God, although you are in charge of the great religion, there are five religious ancestors in China, and the Jade Emperor Haotian, the God of heaven, who is powerful and has a great calamity to the West. It's the will of heaven. Why do you go against heaven?"

As the author of the western regions of the great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Ming can bluntly say that no one in the whole world knows the direction of the future better than him.

And so it is.

Even though we don't know the fate of heaven, can the five religions in China add one ancient god to the other two?

Although these six are not of one mind, they will turn against each other when the disaster comes to the West.

"Amitabha!"

Sanskrit God pondered for a long time, and his eyes showed compassion. Knowing that he could not compete with Wu Ming, the golden light flashed and went away.

"It's not the right time. In the future, when the disaster is fierce, we have to have a fight with this God..."

Wu Mingmu sent this God away, eyes deep.

……

Another place.

In the void, the sound of Buddhism and Zen becomes the scene of pure land, but the front is blocked by a large group of light.

"God of light!"

Sanskrit emerged and looked at the figure in the group of light: "the great calamity has been decided. It's coming from the West. It's irreparable!"

"I said, I should come here to bring light to the believers!"

The light God's body is surrounded by infinite light, and his voice is deep: "although the power is hard to defeat, it is not irreparable!"

With one move, several groups of light curtain emerge, which is the scene of several waves of reincarnation.

"This wave of strange people, the fate is not obvious, the fate of confusion, is a big variable... But all gathered around the son of the robbery, if you can guide a little bit, it's not a bad turn!"

"Amitabha!"

After a long time, the Brahma God closed his eyes and said, "God of light, your foundation is located in the extreme West, but most of your Buddhists are founded in the western regions. Even if there is a deflection and a catastrophe, you can't have a complete egg. You have to prepare in advance..."

He didn't answer any more, and his carelessness went away.

"Did the Brahma... Find out?"

The boundless light on the God of light trembled, and a shadow with wings suddenly flew out and disappeared.

Immediately, the surrounding purple air flashed, and the figures of the two Taoist kings appeared: "God of light, you are not preaching in the extreme West. What can I do for you when you come to China

……

"Praise my Lord, you are the master of all light!"

It was a blonde angel with a pair of feathered wings who was sent out by the God of light through the sea and the sky.

"My Lord's mission to me is to find those who are confused by the destiny and disturb the destiny of heaven..."

Six of the three ancient gods and five religious ancestors all agreed that the great calamity started in the West. This is destiny! That's the general trend!

Even though the Brahma and the God of light are dissatisfied, there is only one way to go.

However, God's will must not be violated! Once determined, how difficult is it to change?

As soon as the angel got out of trouble and spread his wings, he attracted one's attention.

"Chirp!"

Nine days above, a huge shadow cut through the sky, suddenly fell down, into the shape of a Taoist, holding a gourd in hand, it is just the fairy who got the treasure by chance after listening to Wu Ming's preaching.

"Bad luck

His face was depressed: "fortunately, I got the treasure of Daojun, but it was decorated by Wuguang immortal and Yaoli immortal. It's not because Wuhe immortal has the magic power of flying that I will be killed... Rao, Donghai can't go back!"

This Wuhe immortal is a kind of exotic talent, and he listens to Taoism day and night in the mountains outside the mountains. He is lucky to be successful in his cultivation. He is a wild and exotic crow, but he is born with several kinds of flying magic powers, and he is good at saving his life. At this time, he came to Xijing.

"I've heard for a long time that Zhongtu Dazhou is the kingdom of heaven. The men and women are very white, delicate and smooth. It's true that people will drool when they see them!"

After all, Wuhe immortal is a different kind of essence, and his wildness does not change: "I'll catch a few of them some other day to eat. I've heard from the black bear spirit that in terms of cannibalism, the martial arts are the most chewy, and the young ladies and young masters of big families are the most delicate..."

It disappeared in flight, inadvertently to see the huge capital below, on the face of great joy.

"Good! Don't want to come to the Imperial City, poor way at will show a few operation method, keep bluff that emperor old son a Leng a Leng, seal a national teacher what do! Why? Baby, what are you doing? "

At this time, the yuanci Qisha gourd in his hand shakes, suddenly releases several sword lights, tears the sky and clouds, and shows the angel who just ran out.

"Where's the Birdman from?"

Wuhe fairy's feathers are pure black. It's very unpleasant to see the angel's white wings. Before seeing his own baby, he broke the other person's tracks again. He simply did not do it and kept on doing it. He directly opened his big hand and surrounded the white bird man in a cage.

"Monster!"

The Birdy man was shocked. When his feathers trembled, a few rings of light appeared behind his head, giving out infinite light.

"Tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut

After all, wuhexian had been listening to the teacher under the throne of Daojun. At this time, he had a vague guess and bowed solemnly to the gourd: "please turn around, baby!"

Poof, poof!

As soon as the seven kill gourd was shocked, the star power fell all over the sky and turned into seven senleng long swords, forming a seven star sword array, which just killed the Birdman in the middle. Several star powers rolled up, and immediately the white light was disturbed and the army was defeated. Immediately, the seven fly swords stabbed and broke through the Birdman defense in an instant, with golden blood.

"Gulu!"

Wu He Xian laughed and suddenly showed himself. He took a bite and swallowed the bird man. Then he turned back and touched his stomach: "it seems that the taste is more chewy than martial arts people, and it's a little smoother than Miss Daihu. It's a pity that he didn't taste it carefully..."

After killing the bird man, he returned to his normal appearance and fell into the hands of wuhexian.

Wu He Xian thought about it, but he was overjoyed: "in the past, no matter how I refined it, this treasure was separated from me, but now it can easily break the ban and turn it into my own use..."

Just looking at Xijing below, I turned worried.

"Why did the baby do this after killing the Birdman... Did I hide in the calculation of some Taoist gentleman..."

At the thought of this, it immediately bristled with sweat, and did not dare to go to Xijing to plot to deceive the son of heaven in the world. With a gust of wind, it left like a runaway.

……

"Qi Shu!"

Although no one has seen this scene, both the Taoist and the ancient gods have feelings, and both of them have a faint sigh.

"Heaven's will favors China..."

The God of light sighed in silence to the two Taoist kings: "six of the eight great powers are related to China. If we want to exert a little influence on the two gods outside China, they will all have twists and turns!"

"The great calamity started in the west, which is inevitable. We have to retreat for a while and wait for the Chinese and Turkish people to split up..."

Since the great calamity of heaven and earth has happened, it will inevitably involve the children of every family.

In the past, if the disaster happened in Middle Earth, daomen and Dazhou would be killed and injured badly, so the five religions ancestors and Haotian Jade Emperor would join hands temporarily.

It's not even possible to join hands. It's just that it has a slight goal. The two gods of the West are invincible. They let the great calamity turn to the West and preserved the vitality of China.

But then, even without provocation, the six great powers will split up with each other.

After all, there was no time for them to unify, and although the Sino Turkish catastrophe has weakened, it still needs someone to deal with it. The calculation and intrigue are doomed from now on.

"Qi Shu..."

The God of light sighed, turned into infinite light, and suddenly left.

The two Taoist kings watched silently, but did not move at all.

……

A few days later, in the imperial city.

"Your Majesty summons the new kogong!"

With the shrill voice of his father-in-law, the gongs, who had practiced many rituals for a long time, walked into the hall with their eyes down and did not dare to squint.

"Saint Wan'an!"

Zhang Tianxiang followed many Gongshi, kneeling down and kowtowing to the golden steps in front of him, paying homage to them in a big ceremony, which was quite calm.

"A free ride!"

The voice above was as clear as jade. The Gongshi worshiped again and got up.

I don't know why, Zhang Tianxiang felt that his gaze around him was far more than that of other colleagues, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

Li Mao on the Dragon chair nodded, and an old eunuch next to him immediately called out: "all the Gongshi are here!"

There are hundreds of small seats in the main hall. Next to them are the invigilators of civil and military officials. On top of them, the Emperor himself looks at them. Under such pressure, some stage frightful Gong Shidang, that is, the two legged battle, can't write a little, even if they have a beautiful chest.

When Zhang Tianxiang looked at the examination paper, he saw that the title was "on the system of the imperial soldiers of the great Zhou Dynasty, as evidenced by today's situation.".

Nowadays, scholars like to talk about classics, poetry and even metaphysics, but few of them like the art of war.

However, because of his hobbies, he dabbled a lot, which seemed to be tailor-made for him.

But I don't know why, when he raised the pen, he suddenly felt a look penetrating again, which made his hand shake, a large mass of ink spread, and the cold sweat on his forehead slipped down