High above the sky, unspeakable in the dark.
A 9,000-mile-long colorful martial arts road runs across it. The blue Wanli Confucianism Avenue and the purple Wanli Daomen Avenue protect the colorful martial arts behind them, facing the golden Wanli Buddhist Avenue in the distance.
At this time, above the martial arts, there seems to be a meaning of life and death rising, and there seems to be a line torn in the dark, and from the cracked gap, it seems to see a vast world, and a new truth is revealed from this gap, There is a faint sound of howling ghosts and gods.
"Chen Luo! Damn you!" Thunder roared from above the golden road, and several lotus phantoms emerged in an instant, and the alchemy blossomed, and a huge Buddha phantom came out of it, holding a treasure, and rushed towards the colorful martial arts.
"Confucianism and Taoism, if you want to block the way, start a jihad today!" A leading Buddha phantom shouted sharply.
"Hehe, it's a deal!" A phantom of a small hill appeared on Confucianism Avenue, and directly crashed into the head of the Buddha, "I didn't expect double happiness to come to the door today!"
Immediately afterwards, figures whose faces could not be seen appeared on the Confucian Avenue, and the sound of various classics chanting sounded, and the saints greeted the group of lotus Buddhas.
"Although it's a little troublesome, let's have a fight!" A voice that seemed to just wake up came from the Daomen Avenue. The next moment, Tai Chi phantoms appeared one after another on the Daomen Avenue. The figure walked out of it, squeezed the sword formula in his hand, and rushed out.
In an instant, the truth was criss-crossed, the void trembled, the lotus flowers were smashed out, and the Confucianism and Daomen Avenues also shook violently.
"Han Changli, Chen Xiyi!" A pair of eyes on the Buddhist avenue slowly opened, "If you push me no matter how hard you try, I will blow up the Buddhist avenue and open the door of heaven here!"
"You are exploding!" Han Changli's voice sounded, "At worst, my Confucian school will open up peace with the Dao, and make up for the gap you opened!"
"In the past, you threatened each other with this, and we were wary, but today the human race has a prosperous martial arts, and our generation's wish has been fulfilled. Even if scholars in the future have no power to restrain a chicken, as long as they have a sense of reason in their hearts, so what!"
"Pseudo-Buddha, you explode! I am waiting!"
In an instant, a series of holy questions sounded.
"False Buddha, you explode!"
"False Buddha, you explode!"
"This holy Lu Fangweng, I swear today that I will use the holy way to bring peace and fill the sky!"
"My sage Yang Tingxiu, I swear today that I will use the holy way to bring about peace and make up for the lack of heaven!"
"My sage, Uncle Ouyang Yong, I swear today that I will use the holy way to bring peace and make up for the lack of heaven!"
"This Holy King Banshan, I swear today that I will use the Holy Way to bring peace and fill the gaps in the sky!"
…
Sentences of sacred oaths are endless, resounding in the dark, magnificent and majestic.
"Bai Lian, think about it clearly, although the Confucianism sect has a dark heart, it is really crazy!" Chen Xiyi's voice sounded faintly, "Don't count on things beyond the sky, my Taoist sect is not dead yet!"
Those eyes on Fomen Avenue
Staring at Confucianism Avenue and Daomen Avenue, his eyes finally fell on the colorful Martial Arts behind them.
"Human race, time is on my side after all!"
"Yuan Jie is approaching, let's see how long you can be tough!"
After the words fell, the phantoms of those lotus Buddhas turned into golden light again and merged into the Buddhist avenue. The Buddhist avenue flickered for a moment, and then became quiet again.
"Thieves, I'm cowardly again..." Kou Pingzhong spat, "I didn't even take the oath!"
"Old Xi'er, do you really want to swear?" Su Poxian asked.
"No, you really stood up?" Kou Pingzhong asked back.
"No, just mess with the world of Confucianism casually, just to make fools play." Su Poxian said with a smile.
"I'm just saying, serious and semi-holy, who made an oath!"
"That's right, the real oath, who will say it!"
The Confucianism, Taoism and semi-saints all heard laughter.
False Buddha, do you believe it or not?
If you believe me, we are just playing with fools. If you don’t believe me, I will show you Taiping!
The Master said: Once a word is spoken, it is hard to chase after it!
The meaning of this sentence is: I said that I will break the contract and run away, and you will not be able to catch up with me on horseback!
Chen Xiyi sighed faintly.
If it weren't for the false Buddha who blew himself up on the way of Buddhism, he would have been played to death by the Confucianism long ago!
"But... what exactly did Chen Luo get?"
The eyes of the saints and Daoist once again fell on the colorful martial arts!
…
Zhongjing, Zhongjing Grand Theater
Wen Xiang and Zheng Xiang came forward and invited all irrelevant people out of the theater, and everyone stared at Chen Luo intently.
Although there was a semi-sage voice transmission saying that Chen Luo was fine, but the ghostly death energy that could be felt tens of feet away didn't look like he was fine!
How can a living person bear the spirit of death?
What's more, some scholars who searched for it also felt that there was a reason why this way of heaven did not exist in this ghostly death.
"Hou An, send an order that the Zhongjing Grand Theater has a radius of ten miles, and you are not allowed to use the power of the Great Dao." Ye Heng also looked at Chen Luo worriedly, and ordered Hou An. He just called the King Zhen and the Holy Emperor, the two semi-sages, but the other party seemed to be in a hurry and couldn't read back.
I don't know if it has something to do with Chen Luo!
At this moment, he was holding the jade seal tightly in his hand, and if something unexpected happened, he would mobilize the great mysterious luck to protect Chen Luo!
Even if the history pen is like a knife, impeaching him for privately granting the fate of the country will not hesitate!
"Your Majesty, Chen Luohe..." Prime Minister Han Qingzhu was planning to comfort Ye
Constantly two sentences, a sudden change suddenly occurred.
The falling power of heaven finally came to an end, but at this time Chen Luo exuded a disturbing ghostly aura. The next moment, a phoenix cry sounded, and a phantom of a phoenix appeared behind Chen Luo. Everyone was still surprised. The phoenix The phantom was suddenly covered in flames, and turned into raging flames in a blink of an eye. After a while, the phantom of a tall and slender woman walked out of the flames.
That woman has a noble temperament, and her beauty is absolutely beautiful, but she looks majestic, she holds a bong in her hand, and stares contemptuously at her.
"Linhuang!" The elders of the older generation immediately recognized the identity of the phantom woman, bowing one by one, and even Ye Heng stood up from the throne, looking at the phantom of Linhuang.
However, this is just a phantom after all. Linhuang Xuying just raised his hand, tapped lightly on Chen Luo's forehead, and then it turned into a little dim light and dissipated. But following Linhuang Xuying's guidance, Chen Luo The position where he was standing was blown out of thin air, and then a purple gold royal robe appeared on Chen Luo's body, and the people around him were in a daze, as if they were in a vast palace. I saw a plaque hanging above the palace, with three big characters "Fengdu Palace" written on it!
The next moment, Chen Luo opened his eyes, the person with the left eye was buried in the ground, and the baby with the right eye was born. Then, with the blink of his eyes, all the visions disappeared, leaving only him in the purple and gold royal robe and Ye Heng looking at each other!
"Your Majesty, would you believe me if I told you that I was crowned king in Netherworld?"
Ye Heng: (￣ー￣)
You even summoned Lin Huang and her old man, can I not believe it?
And your body, although it is a royal robe, is in the style of a prince!
"My love is actually Prince Nether"!
Or in the future, we will call each other, you call my majesty, and I call you your majesty?
"Chen Luo, what's wrong?" Wen Xiang Zhou Zuofeng took a step forward and asked with concern.
After collecting so much Nether Death Qi, could something go wrong.
"I'm fine..." Chen Luo waved his hand, suddenly, Chen Luofu felt his heart, he shook his head suddenly, "No, I'm fine!"
Chen Luo looked at Ye Heng, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, I have something important to announce!"
"It's a matter, heroes of the human race!"
…
The first year of Xuanzhang, February 21st.
Three days have passed since the premiere of "The Peony Pavilion".
During these three days, "The Peony Pavilion" was staged one after another in theaters all over the country. The twists and turns and bizarre love touched many people, especially the death of the living, the transformation of the life of the dead, and the existence of the netherworld, which almost shocked and Subverting the three views of the people.
At the same time, there is another news that is secretly circulating.
After the premiere of "The Peony Pavilion", Chen Luo was suspected of intervening in the mysteries of life and death, and was shocked by the death energy of the netherworld. And the imperial court has held a secret meeting for three days, no one below the third rank is allowed to participate, and even the aristocratic family can't get any news.
Ever since, all eyes turned to Zhongjing, with a hint of curiosity in their anxiety. <
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Finally, on this day, the gate of the palace is wide open!
The officials and Patriarchs of the Saint Clan who participated in the secret meeting came out of the Eternal Brightness Hall one after another. When the sun fell on their faces, all of them showed joyful smiles.
At the same time, several decrees were issued to the world.
"Emperor's decree: Halls of Martyrs will be built in various places in Daxuan. Anyone who has a local household registration and dies for the human race will erect a longevity tablet and enter the Hall of Martyrs to receive enshrinement."
"Emperor's decree: Niangui halls will be built in various places in Daxuan, and acacia trees will be planted all over the halls. The acacia tree species will be registered in the bias office first, waiting for allocation!"
"Emperor's decree: Local chronicles of each prefecture and each prefecture, open a single volume, titled: Biography of Heroes and Martyrs! It records the names, deeds, and military exploits of the local martyrs! The Mighty Mansion will assist you!"
"Emperor's decree: Announce that the students who survived the last World War in Taiping City will enter Beijing!"
"Emperor's decree: Invite the remains of the heroic spirits of the Confucian Bone Hall in Taiping City and their living relatives to Beijing!"
One after another decree is widely distributed in the world, and it is not difficult for those who are interested to find that there is a connection in all these decrees-death and life!
This world, I am afraid there will be a big change!
…
The first year of Xuanzhang, February 28.
On the Chunjing Avenue outside the city, some flowers have already bloomed.
Soldiers in black armor were lined up on both sides of the official road, extending from the north city gate, every few feet, there was an altar, and the green smoke was faint on the altar.
In the distance, horses came attacking one after another, but on the horses were all people with severed limbs.
They held the flag high, and the word "Taiping" on the flag resounded violently in the wind!
Judging from their faces, they can only be in their twenties at most, which is the time of youth.
When their steeds passed by, the soldiers on both sides clasped their fists and tapped their breastplates to show respect.
These are all warriors of peace.
It's not that they didn't arrange a carriage for them, but they refused.
A high-spirited man should ride a horse, how can he sit in a high cart!
They bear the hope of 7,000 teachers and students, and dare not slack off!
Behind the horse team was a convoy of dozens of Confucian scholars. In the carriage were exquisite brocade boxes, and inside the boxes were wrecks found on the battlefield.
An inch of finger bone, half an inch of a skull, a single tooth, a strand of curly hair...
The Confucian Bone Hall was built by Zhang Zai, the founder of Taiping City. It contains supernatural powers and spells. Anyone who dies after opening Taiping can leave wreckage.
Not for the sake of resurrection, the heroic spirit sleeps in the Confucian bone hall, only for the next battle drum beating, and once again sacrifices himself to protect peace!
The arrogance is still too empty, but the loyalty shines through the ages. &
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If you have not served the country in this life, you will be kept as a loyal soul!
…
The team from Taiping City walked into Zhongjing, but they didn't enter the imperial palace, but went to the biased place.
At this moment, a high altar had already been set up on the square outside Biyi. Chen Luo was dressed in Fengdu royal robes and stood on the high platform, watching the team drive towards him.
Soon, the convoy arrived. Following the guidance of the palace guards, the student accompanying the car brought out the square brocade box and stood under the altar.
Looking at the densely packed figures under the altar, Chen Luo felt a pain in his heart.
Every figure here represents a deceased heroic spirit, represents a family, or even a family!
And those Taiping students under the altar also looked at Chen Luo on the stage. Until now, they didn't know why the imperial court called them to Beijing.
But for Chen Luo, they all had natural trust.
Chen Luo put away his thoughts, felt silently, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The Confucian Bone Hall is really miraculous, it actually preserved the spiritual aura of these heroes, and even the souls were not scattered much.
To be honest, there are too many people he wants to face in this ceremony, but at least for now, only Taiping City has this foundation. As for the future, it needs to be planted before the acacia tree can be promoted.
Chen Luo took a deep breath, took out the Wang Ming flag in his hand, and suddenly shouted: "I am the king of Youming Fengdu, today's decree, the heroic spirit of Taiping City, soul-return-"
Wind blows.
The Wang Ming flag in Chen Luo's hand shone brightly, and then turned into beams of light, falling onto the wreckage of the more than seven thousand brocade boxes.
The next moment, figures emerged from the brocade box and slowly floated into the air.
"Ah, teacher!" A one-armed student saw a slightly fat middle-aged figure, shouted, and knelt down with a plop!
"Luo Cheng!" A woman whose legs are all puppet prosthetics suddenly saw the figure of the boy who blew himself up in front of her, and couldn't help crying like rain!
"Zhou Changkang!"
"Li Huihui!"
"An Yi!"
"Su... Mr. Su!"
"Mr. Ma!"
Every call carried endless nostalgia, and strands of grief suddenly filled the air. Above the sky, the phantom of the heroic spirit just stood in the air.
"Worship the heroic spirits of the human race!" Everyone in the streets and alleys of Zhongjing City sincerely bowed down, and a mother pointed to the ghostly shadows of the heroic spirits in the sky and said to the ignorant children: "Remember, they are the ones who keep you safe." grow up."
"Don't forget!"
"Well, when I grow up, I want to be one of them too.
What kind of people! "
Zheliu Academy.
"My lords, follow me to pay homage to our role models!" Kong Tianfang burst out with spring thunder, leading all the students of Zheliu Academy to bow and bow.
Inside the palace, outside Changming Palace.
"Masters, follow me to pay homage to the pillars of the human race!" Ye Heng said loudly, and then led all the civil and military officials to bow to the sky.
Outside the bias.
Chen Luo also bowed to the heroic spirit in the sky, and then shouted loudly, and the sound spread throughout the city.
"Heroic spirits of the human race are born as heroes and die as ghost heroes!"
"How can it melt into the long river and never be seen again!"
"This king is the king of Netherworld Fengdu, who holds the authority of Netherworld, and the Dao of Heaven approves it!"
"Today, entrusted by the emperor of the human race, open the nether world and establish the city emperor!"
"The king of the city, the **** of darkness in the world, governs the affairs of ghosts in a region, remembers the good and evil of living people, protects the common people of one side, and keeps the peace of a city!"
"Where there are ghosts making troubles, plotting plots, plagues, floods and fires, the city emperor can dream into the local officials for assistance."
"Officials do their best, gods use their spirits to fulfill their duties, and they are worthy of the people."
"As the saying goes, good and evil will be rewarded at the end, and there will be gods when you raise your head!"
"Heroic spirits of the mortal race can enter the city emperor's department."
After Chen Luo's words fell, Hou An immediately walked up to the altar holding the imperial decree.
"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, Zhao said: Ruoyu, the city guard of Taiping City and the head of Taiping Academy, can be granted the title of Marquis of Taiping, and he will be the Emperor of Taiping City, and he will enjoy the sacrifice of the human race forever!"
"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, Zhao said: The great Confucian Su Liancheng, named Zhongliehou, is the city emperor of Luxian County, where he was originally from, and will enjoy the sacrifices of the human race forever!"
"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor..."
One after another imperial edicts were promulgated, sealing all the heroic spirits. They were either the emperor of a city, or they were affiliated with the emperor of the city. However, the imperial edicts were read from day to night, but the heroic spirits in the sky remained unmoved.
"Zhu Guo, what's going on here?" Hou An also felt a little nervous, could it be that his tone of voice was wrong? He hurriedly sent a sound transmission to Chen Luo for help.
Chen Luo looked at the heroic spirits in the sky, and saw that without exception, they all looked to the north, and suddenly understood something.
Chen Luo interrupted Hou An with his hand, let out a long breath, and bowed to the heroic spirit in the sky again.
"Everyone!"
"You have already opened Taiping once!"
"Next, it's our turn!"
"The blood of the human race is still there, and there are endless heroes of the human race. You...you should take a good rest!"
"Please take the throne of City Emperor and enjoy the peace you created!"
The next moment, the students with stumps under the altar burst into tears and shouted to the sky: "Masters and classmates, there is still me on the road to peace, and there is no need for heroic spirits to die!"
"There is still me on the road to peace, no need for heroic spirits to die!"
Suddenly, almost everyone in the city was shouting—
"There is still me on the road to peace, no need for heroic spirits to die!"
Among them, there is that immature child's voice.
"Taiping... and me, don't have to... die!"
When the shout turned into billowing luck and rushed to the sky, the heroic spirits in the air finally lowered their heads together and looked at Zhongjing under their feet.
"Peace and prosperity..." Zhang Ruoyu's heroic spirit suddenly smiled, "Old man, order!"
Immediately afterwards, this Ruoyu heroic spirit burst into light, and then turned into a stream of light, flying towards Taiping City in the north.
"Taiping is home, old man, order!" The heroic spirit of the half-faced Confucian Su Liancheng also turned into light, and flew to his hometown that he had left for a hundred years in search of his younger brother!
"Students have to order!"
"I am ordering!"
"The disciple has orders!"
"Order!"
"Order!"
With a sound, UU reads www. uukanshu.com Rays of light scattered in all directions, flying to various places in Daxuan...
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"On February 28th of the first year of Xuanzhang, Luo used the power of the Nether Fengdu King to open the Nether Frontier, set up the city emperor, and recruited the heroic spirits of the human race. Since then, the Nether has come into the eyes of the people, and the human heroic spirits will last forever."
"Tai Shigong said: The living have their own thoughts, the dead have their sacrifices, life and death are important matters, that's all. The great virtuous and Luo, who is responsible for the pillar kingdom of the world and the prince of the nether world, runs through the two realms. It is the first of its kind. Dade also."
"I'm so lucky to see it!"
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