It is recorded in the history of Dafeng that on the first day of the twelfth lunar month in the first year of Kangping, it was heard that an evil spirit had come to the world, causing the heaven and earth to change color, causing landslides and cracks, earthquakes and tsunamis, causing the people to be destroyed forever. In order to save the world, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism came out in full force and made countless sacrifices. A Taoist cultivator suppresses evil and eliminates evil, and restores clarity to the world.
Historical records only roughly recorded that major event, but Buddhism and Taoism recorded in detail the heroics of that battle, as well as who dedicated their strength and even their lives to this mortal world for future generations to read and understand.
The records of Dao Sect are even more detailed, from the ins and outs of the incident to the people involved, to the moves and magic weapons and talismans during the war, who made them and what their functions were, everything is very detailed.
The record of this battle is undoubtedly the most detailed one of Qingpingguan in Licheng, and it is also the only one that completely records the events and consequences of that battle, and it is handed down as the history of Qingpingguan.
This record was personally written by the current temple master, Xuandao Zhang.
According to the records of Guanshi, the fourth generation Guanzhu of Qingping Guan did not ask for the true king. When the demon Si Luo was born, he made a strong attack. He personally refined the god-level array, used himself as the eye of the array, sacrificed to the common people, and demonstrated the Tao with his own body. He was fearless. , only to defend the laws of heaven and earth and protect the common people.
On that day, she planted the red lotus fire of karma, the fire of her destiny, into the evil body, destroying the fire, burning the evil spirits, and destroying the evil ways.
That day, facing the evil counterattack, her body was completely destroyed and her soul was extinguished, but she was still fearless and pulled the evil spirit to fall into nothingness forever.
On that day, in order to rejuvenate the world, she destroyed the vitality array with her last ray of soul and disappeared from the world.
That day, it was as if the heaven and the earth were grieved and moved by her, and sent down spiritual rain for her, feeding back the world that had suffered in the catastrophe, making the aura of the heaven and earth revive and become even better than before.
In order to commemorate the great Taoist who did not seek the true king, Emperor Kangping personally gave him the title of true king, built a golden statue for the Qingping Temple, and regarded himself as a layman of the Qingping Temple.
In this battle, in addition to Qingpingguan's Buqiu Zhenjun who sacrificed heroically, there were also many admirable Taoists and eminent monks who also lost their lives for this reason.
Among them, the Thousand-year-old Temple of the Emerald Buddha, in order to protect the dragon vein and protect the national destiny, Master Jingci, who had already completed his merits, sacrificed his own body, so that the dragon vein could be preserved, and the ancient temple and palace were almost completely destroyed without any regrets.
That world-destroying battle was too tragic. In order to commemorate the monks who lost their lives and souls in that battle, Qingpingguan erected a monument of heroes and martyrs at the mountain gate, which was engraved with the words of the monks who sacrificed their lives to slay evil spirits. The name and the Buddha's name, whether it was in the past or in that battle, all those who contributed to this matter were among them.
It has been three years since that world-destroying battle, but every time they think of the situation on that day, everyone is still frightened and terrified.
Think about that day, all kinds of disasters happened all at once, including landslides and avalanches, ground cracks and earthquakes, typhoons and tsunamis near the sea, and floods in the middle of winter. The most terrifying thing is that the day suddenly turns completely dark, as if you are in a dark purgatory. You can't see your fingers and only hear screams, roars, and screams like demons and ghosts. How can you not be surprised?
After that day, Dafeng was in a state of being in dire straits. It was also because the court had sufficient money and food preparations. From the saints down to the officials, they devoted themselves to governing the country and united as one, so they quickly invested in disaster relief, which greatly comforted Beng. Confused people's hearts.
But even so, it took three years for the overall situation to truly stabilize. Unlike the second year of Kangping when the disaster occurred, Dafeng was troubled internally and externally. Because of the rare natural disasters, the chaos was even worse than before. In those years there would still be chaos, and governing the country would be even more difficult.
Fortunately, Emperor Kangping was also decisive. Although he had no experience in governing the world, he did not shrink back when faced with such a mess. Instead, he assumed the great responsibility of a monarch. He is not afraid of the reputation of a tyrant and harsh rule. As long as he can quickly stabilize the situation, he will make decisions immediately. For his courtiers, what he values is that they can do practical things. The process is not important, what is important is the result. For those who can only say harsh words He is not afraid of offending the pedantic old minister who just said a few words, and will stay cool even if he is cold.
As a result, the famous people in front of Emperor Kangping were all capable of practical administration. He dared to delegate power and employ people, and soon brought about a big change in the entire Dafeng official system.
Although Emperor Kangping dared to employ people, the in-law relationships between aristocratic families were deeply entangled, and these officials also spent a lot of effort to maintain their own connections. In this way, for three full years, Da Feng worked to govern the world and stabilize the country. After experiencing many difficulties, he finally succeeded in Kangping's fourth year. It stabilized by the end of winter.
After four years of governing the country, Emperor Kangping finally gained the support of the people.
The common people, as long as they have enough food, clothing, and live and work in peace and contentment, they don't really care who becomes the emperor. They love Emperor Kangping if he is a good emperor.
A flurry of snow fell.
It’s the twelfth lunar month of another year.
The golden roof of Qingpingguan is covered with a layer of white snow, and is dotted with gold. When the sun shines on it, the golden light shines, and the fragrant mist in front of the small square makes Qingpingguan look like a fairy palace.
The first day of the twelfth lunar month is a day to mourn the true king of Buqi. More pilgrims came to offer incense than usual. In front of the monument of heroes and martyrs at the mountain gate, there was even more incense and people stood there.
Pilgrims cannot imagine how these monks fought against evil spirits, but each of them has experienced the despair that is like the end of the world, no, it is the end of the world.
It is precisely because we have experienced despair that we can have the joy of surviving the disaster.
This kind of happiness is given by these ascetics.
They should respect him.
It has nothing to do with faith, just a thank you.
It turns out that the Taoist monks they saw suddenly appeared in the world came to slay evil spirits. It turned out that the Taoist temple with ten rooms and nine empty rooms at that time also left to slay evil spirits!
These people, just like the soldiers who defended their home and country, had to bear a heavy burden and move forward in exchange for their peace.
There is an endless stream of pilgrims visiting Qingpingguan.
Qingyuan looked at Yu Changkong coming to say goodbye and said with a smile: "When you leave, the female pilgrims will feel sad and wander around the academy instead. But it's okay. If you don't pass on your talent and knowledge, it will be really wasted. What can I do?" Teaching and educating people in academies is also a great merit.”
Yu Changkong was wearing a plain gown and said with a faint smile: "You have all been released from seclusion. If I keep you here, it won't be of much use. It's better to do more things."
After Qin Liuxi died, everyone in Qingpingguan also lost their vitality, and most of them were practicing in seclusion. However, Qingpingguan did not close up, allowing it to continue to operate, and the incense continued. It was Yu Changkong who was guarding him, just like he did to Qin Liuxi's promise.
However, he did what he promised, but she did not come back.
Now that Qingyuan has left the customs, Yu Changkong has retired with success, but he does not stay away. Instead, he founded an academy in the mountain next to Qingpingguan, called Taiping Academy, which only accepts students above the scholar level to teach and educate people.
Yu Changkong said to Qingyuan: "There will be a Taoist class in the academy. If possible, I would like to invite Taoist Master Qingyuan or a disciple of Guanzhong to give lectures every ten days. I will also invite other Taoist masters to give lectures."
Qingyuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you going to preach?"
"Taoist thought is what every student should learn." Yu Changkong said with a smile: "Laozi and Zhuangzi are both Taoist schools, and their thoughts advocate the natural way of Taoism, which is based on the principle of maleness, strength and softness, etc. in politics, economy, governance, Military strategy is something every student should understand.”
Qingyuan said: "What you do may cause dissatisfaction among Confucians."
Yu Changkong said: "The academy I run is not the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks, and I do not necessarily advocate Taoism. There are so-called hundreds of schools of thought. Those who enter my academy and are dissatisfied with the teaching can naturally drop out."
What he preached was always the way of Qin Liuxi!
Qingyuan sighed. He was also a rebellious person by nature, and said: "Taiping Academy is not far away. If you don't mind, I will accept your invitation."
Yu Changkong bowed to him, said a few words and then left.
Qingyuan was behind him and said, "I heard that the Debian School of the Academy has a life-size statue of the True Lord?"
Yu Changkong paused, turned around, and said: "Faith and willingness are both good things, but what if it is the auspicious faith of the Wenchang people? Although she is not here...but maybe she will need it? I can only do it That’s it.”
With the literati's golden and auspicious spirit, I promise it and look forward to it's return.
Qingyuan watched him leave, shook his head slightly, and returned to the Taoist temple. He saw the little ginseng squatting in front of the door with his chin in his hands, and asked, "Isn't the temple master back yet?"
Qingyuan also squatted beside him and said: "This time, you are also disappointed and returned home?" Xiao Ginseng looked lonely and sad: "I guess so."
The underworld.
Two little Yin soldiers guarding the ghost gate huddled together to complain.
“If the big evil **** doesn’t come, then a small one will come. What’s this? Our underworld and the ghost gate are just in name only to their masters and disciples. They come as they say.”
“Forget it, I’ll come once on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, take a look and then leave.”
The two ghosts paused again and said, "It has been three years since the karma fire **** was extinguished. The evil people who should have entered the karma fire **** have all gone to the oil pan. Do you think it will remain closed?"
“If the red lotus karma fire doesn’t light up, how can we call it the karma fire hell? Alas.”
The two ghosts were silent again and said: "Although the Great Evil God is domineering, I still miss her. She has short hands, and the gold ingot she rewarded is of excellent quality. Now that she is gone, no one will reward her. Even if Yes, the quality is average.”
“Who says it’s not the case? But I heard those ghost messengers say that now that the aura of the world is recovering, more cultivators with high levels of cultivation will come out, and they may also be rewarded by then.”
“But who can compare with the Great Evil God?”
There was another moment of silence.
“Miss her.”
"Yes, me too."
The **** of karma fire.
Fei Jackal and Teng Zhao looked at the pitch-black area and said, "I told you that if the fire lights up again, I will notify you, and you don't have to come every year."
“I came here on official business, so I stopped by to take a look.”
Fei Zhen sneered: "Yes, in the first year, you sent a man of great merit to the underworld. As for why you sent him personally, you said he was the one who deserved it. In the second year, you said you were afraid that the evil ghost would escape, so you personally escorted him. This year, you are even more serious about coming to visit my ancestor, do you think you can have a more reliable excuse? "
Who is a good person who visits relatives with nothing, and also goes to the underworld to explore?
When you use it, you are like an ancestor; when you don't use it, you are nothing.
Teng Zhao said: "Then I will come directly from now on."
"No, did you hear what I said clearly? Don't come... You bastard, can't you just let me finish my sentence before leaving?"
Teng Zhao turned a deaf ear, and he would keep coming until it lit up again, until he could no longer come.
Fei Jackal couldn't help but have a headache when he saw that Teng Zhao was so cold and even more evil than the kid around him. Why were all his disciples and grandsons so rebellious and so difficult to deal with?
He caught up with Teng Zhao and said, "Listen to me and don't come here again. Yin and Yang are inherently separated. If you can come and go freely in the underworld, the rules of the world will be unhappy."
"Then you give it back to my master." Teng Zhao said with a cold face: "As long as the fire appears, I promise not to go to the Palace of Hell no matter what."
Fei Jackal: “…”
Then you should continue to rebel, ancestor, I can't do it.
He saw the indifference on Teng Zhao's face, but his mature and thorough eyes were full of loss and sadness. He couldn't help but sighed and said: "This is her fate. You can't be too persistent and hinder the Taoist mind."
"I know that sooner or later I will become a powerful person." Then do whatever you think in your heart!
Teng Zhao bowed his hands to him and turned to leave.
Fei Jackal opened his mouth, suppressed a smile, and looked sad.
Emperor Fengdu and King Ksitigarbha watched from the dark. They went to the Hell of Karma in silence all the way. Looking at the dark and void purgatory, they let out a sigh.
“Another year.”
The fire of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire never lit up again.
…
Black Desert.
Fengxiu took out a jug of good wine, leaned in front of a white jade tablet, poured the wine in front of the grave, and took a sip himself.
In front of this tomb, there are actually a lot of fine wines. These are brought to her every year at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month by some monks or demons who gave birth to spiritual wisdom when they came to pay their respects.
All living beings will always remember the last words she left in this world: Bring a pot of wine and toast to this world!
So, in front of this tomb, there were piles of fine wine.
As she wishes.
Feng Xiu looked at the hexagonal snowflakes falling freely, each one shining brightly, and said: "After the spiritual energy revived, even the snowflakes became beautiful. This is all the feedback you brought. God, you finally opened your eyes." "
The snowflakes seemed to stagnate slightly.
Fengxiu snorted heavily and said: "But it's a bit of a loss. Everyone is fine and can see the changes of the sun and the moon in this world, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, but you can't. How can this be fair?"
Using her alone to help millions of people, others think it’s worth it, but he thinks it’s a loss.
The feudal lord drank another pot of wine. This wine was of average quality and not easy to get drunk.
He muttered vaguely until there was an empty wine bottle on the ground, and then he collapsed on the ground. His slender fox eyes were even more charming because of the water on the wine. He stretched out his hand to catch the crystal snowflakes, and cast an illusion, The falling snowflakes seemed to be pushed and piled up by a hand, one piece, two pieces and three pieces...
After a long time, a small statue of a girl made of ice crystals and snowflakes appeared lifelike. He placed it next to him, turned his head and looked over, saying: "This world would be so boring without you."
He closed his eyes and let the snow that was getting heavier cover him.
There was a sound of footsteps on the snow, and a man dressed in a golden and red cassock came to the grave, made a libation of wine, placed the wine bottle in front of the monument, and then dug out the fox buried in the snow, just like in the past. It's the same for several years, dig it out and take it away.
With the fox coming out, there was also the small ice statue that rolled down in his arms. Fan Kong was slightly stunned, picked up the small ice statue and let out a sigh.
The sigh blew along every piece of gravel along the wind and snow, and spread.
I hope you will return when you return! (End of chapter)