People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 521: The Secret of Huoyun Cave, the Death of King Wuling of Zhao

Lu Yue looked deep in the eyes as he gazed into the distance at Lihentian. When Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Shengren were plotting against Lu Yue, he had also plotted against them. The theories of various schools of thought were nothing more than pawns used by the Human Emperor to educate the world.

He was reincarnated as Ying Zheng and suppressed the Nine Provinces, so naturally he did not need Confucianism. What he wanted was the Legalist Shang Yang, who erected pillars at the city gates and allowed all living beings to walk under the laws of his decrees. Why would he need the scholar-officials' stuff?

As for Confucianism, apart from Confucius, how many of his disciples are the pillars of the school? They are just a bunch of corrupt scholars.

If Confucian disciples failed to spread Confucianism throughout the world during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, its fortune would inevitably decline as the Qin Dynasty unified the world, and even Confucius would not have become a saint in the flesh.

Instead, his Yuan Ling absorbed the primordial purple energy and barely stepped into the holy position.

Innate deficiencies.

The remaining luck will naturally return to the theories of the various schools of thought, such as the School of Military Science, the School of Legalism, the School of Agriculture, and the School of Mohism. The luck will be dispersed, and after a hundred years on earth, a new theory will arise.

Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi and Xuanyuan looked down at the world and watched Shennong's actions. The farmers were a group of practical people who buried their heads in the fields to make a living, and their control over the court was the weakest.

Almost nothing.

Xuanyuan sighed: "Shennong, after all, still doesn't understand the people's hearts."

"The people who truly decide the world's situation are never the peasants, but the conspirators in the court."

Fuxi nodded and said, "You also know that he has never cared about the general situation of the world. What he really cares about is whether the millions of human beings can have a full meal."

"Saints fight each other, and disciples preach. Confucius has half of the luck in the world, so he has the upper hand. It won't be long before another saint is born in the Chan Sect."

Xuanyuan stroked his beard and laughed. He was a disciple of the Chan sect, and was a disciple of Guangchengzi. They were of the same lineage. The Chan sect was powerful, so the power he represented would naturally be infinitely elevated.

"Confucianism has a great spirit, which dominates the world and establishes the destiny of Confucianism. It is the head of the Palace of Literature. It explains the highest etiquette in the world with etiquette and governs the world with filial piety. It should be the orthodoxy of heaven and earth."

Although Fuxi did not want to see the Chan sect dominate the world, what Xuanyuan said was also true. The outcome of this battle had almost been decided.

"The Taoist alchemy technique promises the king longevity, and it also takes the upper-level route, and should not be underestimated."

Fuxi reminded.

Xuanyuan's eyes flickered as he said, "The Human Emperor cannot practice cultivation. This is a contract made by the saints in ancient times. Could it be that he wants to break the contract?"

"maybe."

Fuxi shook his head and did not deduce the pros and cons. The battle for luck had nothing to do with Huoyun Cave Heaven. Shennong came to the world out of pity for the endless war and the reduction of more than half of the human race.

Quiet and thoughtful.

"The incarnation of Haotian from Heaven came down to earth and set up a sacred road with the State of Chu. Why didn't he help the State of Chu deal with the State of Qin?" Xuanyuan's expression was a little subtle. Haotian was the junior brother of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Since we want to have a share of the pie in Chu, we naturally need to contribute.

Under the eyes of the law, the Qin soldiers and the Chu scholars confronted each other, and Yuanshi Tianzun would watch Haotian take advantage.

Fuxi sneered and looked at Xuanyuan who was confused due to concern. He wished that the Chan sect would become powerful, which was why he asked this question.

"In the eyes of the Chan Sect, Haotian is just a gatekeeper of Zixiao Palace. He established the incense and fire god road in Chu State in order to appease the ordinary people and stabilize Chu State. He has a cooperative relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Why do you think he sent gods to the earth to confront the Qin State?"

Xuanyuan smiled awkwardly, thinking of Haotian's cowardly image. He invited the Twelve Golden Immortals to ascend to heaven to be deified, but they were directly slapped away by Yuanshi Tianzun. It was really funny. It seemed reasonable for him not to help the Chan sect.

"Brother, it's my fault."

"Who is that person hiding in the dark?"

Xuanyuan frowned slightly. There was a fish in the North Sea named Kun. It raised huge waves and flooded the agricultural country. The millions of acres of fertile land opened up by Shennong were directly submerged by the sea water. Even Shennong was attacked by Kunpeng.

The Dharma body collapsed.

I had no choice but to return to Huoyun Cave.

Fuxi and Xuanyuan frowned slightly, helped Shennong up, and said in confusion: "Second brother, you have no grudge against Guiguzi, why did he attack you?" Shennong smiled bitterly.

"The world is peaceful, the people have food, and the doctrine of Zongheng is how to get chestnuts from the fire. Guiguzi is secretly cleaning up the various schools of thought, and there are many powerful people who have fallen into his hands."

"The master of music is Xi, the master of spirit beasts is Fu, and the demons of the way of the devil are all eliminated by him one by one."

“He wants to be holy.”

Xuanyuan was a little surprised. He had to force himself to eat from the bowls of the three Xuanmen religions. It had to be said that Guiguzi was a real tough guy.

"Pity."

Shennong looked towards the direction of the human world. The agricultural country had become a vast ocean, no living creatures had been killed, and entangled in resentment. The karma of Guiguzi formed a dark curtain on his body.

It obscured his appearance and aura, so that he could not see through this person for a moment.

“Brother, you should adjust your cultivation and stop paying attention to this person. As long as he is not a saint, he will not escape the punishment of the saint.” Xuanyuan was a little angry.

As soon as they disagreed, they flooded the city.

As the Emperor of Man, he would not allow such a demon to exist.

"good."

Shennong sat upright on a cushion, and the sickle in his hand turned into intricate golden spiral patterns. In his hands, it became a treasure of merit and virtue, which was a reward from humanity to Shennong.

Xuanyuan touched the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand with heartache. After a period of gestation, it was still covered with rust. If he wanted to accumulate enough merits, he would have to come down to earth in person.

Just like Shennong.

Do things sincerely for the human race?

"Brother, I want to go down to the mortal world and unify the human race. Don't start a war." Xuanyuan said with some envy.

Fuxi shook his head.

"You have missed the opportunity to descend to the mortal world. You should just wait and see what happens in Huoyun Cave." Fuxi shook his head and said, obviously not optimistic about Xuanyuan's descent to the mortal world.

Among the seven major powers in the Warring States Period, Qin had already destroyed Yan, leaving no place for Xuanyuan to display his talents.

"No."

Xuanyuan shook his head.

"I value one country, and that is Zhao."

Xuanyuan pointed in the direction of Zhao State and continued, "This country is in chaos and urgently needs a strong monarch to clear away obstacles and resist the Qin army."

Fuxi saw that Xuanyuan had made up his mind.

He sighed dejectedly and said, "It's up to you."

Xuanyuan still had something unfinished to say, which was to escort the State of Chu, or provide them with a shelter again, so that they would not be destroyed by the State of Qin and destroy the foundation of Confucius's sainthood.

"good."

Xuanyuan's mind moved, and he was born directly into the royal family of Zhao and was named: King Wuling of Zhao.

He worked hard to govern the country, learned the skills of horseback riding, and organized the army into a formation. One man could guard the pass and be invincible against ten thousand.

Shennong practiced for a while, looked at the cushion where Xuanyuan was, and found it empty. He sighed and said, "Brother, Xuanyuan has ulterior motives and wants to open up another battlefield for the Chan Sect. I'm afraid..."

Fuxi smiled innocently.

"Not enough to filter."

"Xuanyuan is hasty in his thinking. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. He will use his violence to intimidate the court, but he will definitely be retaliated by the court. He is not down-to-earth. I have just deduced that he will be overthrown by his descendants, locked in the Zhao Palace, and starved to death."

(End of this chapter)