There are no years in the mountains. Qin Liuxi went to rescue Feng Xiu in March and returned to the world of smoke and fire. It was already the end of May, but Dafeng seemed to have entered a year full of disasters.
First, there was a snowstorm last year, which resulted in no harvest. Not to mention the delay in the rivers thawing, several heavy snowfalls also caused many irrigation channels to collapse and become blocked, making farming difficult in the beginning of spring. It was difficult to plant food, and drought began in the north. In the south, it rained after the Dragon Boat Festival. It rained continuously for days. Many crops and houses were flooded. The people were homeless, had no food to eat, and were miserable.
However, in some places, after a series of natural disasters, they continued to collect various taxes, which made the people miserable and bandits everywhere. King Xinyang rebelled and proclaimed himself emperor, and the rebellion was not suppressed. The foreign tribes on various borders frequently moved, and small and medium-sized wars continued, which can be described as internal worries. Foreign invasion, chaos begins.
After successive natural and man-made disasters, there were voices in various places where emperors lost their moral character and saints punished themselves in order to seek peace in the world. At the same time, many so-called religious sects emerged to help people in distress, such as spiritual cultivation, or the Tiansheng Sect, etc., which caused The people are even more ignorant. Some people even listen to the nonsense of the missionary believers and abandon or drown their children themselves.
"I've heard that when the saints were pursuing elixirs for immortality, those officials worked hard to steal our people's wealth and anointing, so I guessed that there would be such a day, and sure enough, there was nothing wrong with this **** thing, and there was no stopping. "
“No, it’s been thirty years since I took the throne at this young age. I used to be a good person and dared to call myself the king, but now... I’m really old and immoral.”
"You're crazy! You're drunk before you even drink in broad daylight. You're talking nonsense and walking around."
The two people who were talking pulled each other out of the shop and left in a hurry, as if there were evil spirits chasing behind them.
Qin Liuxi and Feng Xiu looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.
Feng Xiu said: "It seems that it is not possible to find another place to retreat and practice hard to consolidate this body's cultivation."
Qin Liuxi said: "When the snowstorm started last year, I knew that this year's situation would not be good, but I didn't expect that it would be worse than I imagined."
“A sign of troubled times is also a sign of destiny.”
Qin Liuxi said: "They are not wrong. The saint's reputation in his lifetime is probably lost in his old age."
He has reigned peacefully for so many years, and is about to be recorded in the historical records with the title of Mingjun. However, this position is at the end, and there are such voices of the emperor being unethical. If he continues until he abdicates and dies, If the people's sentiments are still like this, he will probably bear the big stain of Hunjun.
"With such chaos, I'm afraid the country's fate will gradually decline..." Feng Xiu looked at her and thought of the fortunes of the Xie family and the Yu family.
Qin Liuxi ate the last bun, took a sip of soy milk, and said, "He will destroy the world, and we will save it."
Feng Xiu smiled, yes, it’s just the opposite!
"In a while, I will go explore the barrier formation in the Black Desert. Before that, you and I will suppress those evil cults first. You go north, and I go south." Qin Liuxi said, "There are waterlogging in the south, and the weather It's getting hot again, and even if the water recedes, the plague will probably emerge. I want to use the medicinal materials saved by the Palace of Eternal Life."
“Use it, it’s stored in that cave anyway.”
Qin Liuxi nodded and said: "Practice in the world is also practice. If you have something to say, please send me a message."
The two of them settled the bill, found a deserted place, and disappeared into thin air.
They are partners, but they don’t have to be in the same place all the time. They just need to work towards the same goal.
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Qin Liuxi returned to Qingpingguan first. Just as she had imagined, due to constant natural and man-made disasters, there were many more refugees and beggars at the foot of Qingpingguan Mountain than before.
She returned to the temple, but there were only a few believers who came to offer incense, let alone those who added sesame oil. However, there were not many believers, but there were a few more Taoist friends with raw faces wearing Taoist robes.
"The temple master is back." Sanyuan's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he quickly came with several disciples.
Not only is this viewer young, but he is also so good-looking and has an extraordinary temperament. When he looks at it, his eyes make people feel nervous.
She is very powerful! The Taoist priests did not dare to make mistakes, so they subconsciously bent down slightly, clasped their hands into fists, and saluted her: "The Master has mercy."
Qin Liuxi returned the gift and said, "Several fellow Taoists are merciful."
Sanyuan introduced: "This is Taoist priest Lin, Taoist priest Zhang, and Taoist priest He. They are all fellow Taoists who have come to our Taoist temple to place orders recently."
Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Qingpingguan is so simple that it makes a few fellow Taoists laugh."
Several people expressed their disbelief, and the oldest Taoist priest Lin said: "We are all wandering Taoists, and most of us practice in the mountains. Only because we caught a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and suffered natural disasters, did we go down to the mountains to preach and spread good deeds through Taoism."
“Fellow Taoist is very kind and compassionate.” Qin Liuxi bowed his head again.
The round-faced Taoist priest Zhang said: "Qingping Temple is the most magnificent, most popular and compassionate Taoist temple we have come along. The other Taoist temples also offer alms to help the victims, but they are powerless because of the lack of incense."
Qin Liuxi: "Following your heart and doing your best is great compassion."
“It’s extremely, extremely.”
Qin Liuxi thought for a while and then said: "I have been in seclusion for several months recently. When I came out, I heard that there were many missionary sects in Dafeng. I wonder if any of my Taoist friends who have traveled have heard about it?"
"Of course there is, spiritual practice in the north, and heavenly saints in the south. Take the Holy Sect of Heaven as an example. If you believe in the so-called heavenly saints, as long as you drink the holy water, you will be immune to all diseases, and you will be protected by the heavenly saints without pain or suffering. It has grown into thousands of followers." Taoist priest Lin said angrily: "According to the old Taoist view, it is just some evil sects, and those fake monks are taking advantage of the national crisis to make it difficult for the country to make money."
“Oh? What do you mean when the country is struggling to make money?”
Taoist Zhang snorted coldly and said: "It's just to deceive the people. If you have money, you will take it, but if you don't have money, you will give something. What's worse, you will abandon your son and daughter, just like a crazy person."
Qin Liuxi frowned.
The Taoist priest who had been silent all this time spoke up and said: "The holy water should be boiled with flax and goldenrod. Drinking too much will cause hallucinations and addiction."
Qin Liuxi looked over. This little Taoist was only about 20 years old. He was very delicate and elegant. When he saw her, he smiled shyly, as if he was a little embarrassed.
“Do you know medicine?”
He Taoist priest nodded: "The five arts of Taoism, Xiaodao is good at medicine and fortune-telling."
Qin Liuxi glanced at him and said, "You are quite powerful."
He Daochang was stunned for a moment.
Qin Liuxi looked at Taoist Lin again and asked, "Where was the headquarters of the Holy Sect that day?"
"It's in Ningzhou. I heard that the altar was donated and built by Rufei, the saint's favorite concubine." Zhang Daozhang looked at her: "But what is the intention of the temple master to ask this?"
Qin Liu curled his lips and said, "Of course you are robbing the rich and giving to the poor!"
Everyone: “?”
No, is the master of Qingping Temple so upright? (End of chapter)