Chapter 509: Clear Rewards and Punishments, Changsun Wuji
Facing the monks' pleas for mercy, Li Daoxuan's eyes were indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation.
"It's a merit, it's a fault. Your Majesty has already rewarded Huichan for his merits. It's not your golden ticket to avoid death. At least for me... it's not very useful."
Li Daoxuan stared at Huichan under his feet, and there seemed to be a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
Your Majesty has granted him the power to command all ghosts and gods in the world, which is equivalent to making all Buddhist and Taoist sects in the Tang Dynasty his subordinates. From fasting to yang gods, he has the power to execute first and report later.
Even if Huichan was killed on the spot, it would be in compliance with the laws of the Tang Dynasty.
“Ahem…”
Huichan coughed and blood continued to seep out, but he still refused to admit his mistake.
"I... don't think I'm... wrong..."
"Li Daoxuan... is a hero... just give me a quick death!"
He glared at Li Daoxuan, and the broken bones and wounds on his body glowed with a faint Buddha light, and were slowly recovering .
Li Daoxuan suddenly knew how to punish this person.
He loosened his foot, smiled faintly, and said: "What a golden Buddha body! Such a serious injury can actually recover automatically. If I give you a few more days, I'm afraid it will be as good as new again."
Hui Chan snorted coldly and said, "Li Daoxuan, remember this, the one who lost to you today is me, Hui Chan, not the magical power !"
Obviously, in his mind, the magical powers of Buddhism are superior to those of Taoism, but his own skills are not as good as others.
Li Daoxuan chuckled, and his calm smile made Huichan feel something was wrong.
"The Buddhas' magical powers are indeed mysterious, but it's a pity... you won't be able to use them in the future."
"Li Daoxuan, what do you want to do?"
Li Daoxuan held the Taoist seal in his hand, and five-colored divine light flowed around his body. Among them, the light symbolizing the power of gold was the brightest and most dazzling.
Some fragments of the Demon-Suppressing Tower automatically floated over and gathered in front of Li Daoxuan.
boom!
A light red flame gushed out, and the scorching Samadhi True Fire burned the fragments into molten iron, and then under the cooling of the Xuanming True Fire, they quickly took shape and turned into three golden needles about six inches long.
If you look closely, you will see that the three golden needles are engraved with the same Taoist mantras.
"The sun rises in the east, and the sky is black and blazing. My eyes are blinded and my mind is confused. My hands and feet can hardly move. The energy of the universe is as heavy as a landslide."
This is the incantation of the Longhu Mountain Immobilization Talisman. Li Daoxuan engraved it on these three golden needles and blessed it with great magic power, making it a magic weapon that can prohibit supernatural powers and seal cultivation.
"Li Daoxuan, you actually want to destroy me!!!"
Huichan roared angrily. Although he had just ignored life and death, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
He has been a spiritual genius and a proud figure since he was young, and he has enjoyed countless halos. He himself is also obsessed with spiritual practice. Even after he succeeded the position of abbot, he handed over all the affairs of the temple to his junior brother Huitong and concentrated on practicing in seclusion.
To him, this cultivation is more important than his life!
"clever."
Li Daoxuan smiled approvingly and said, "Abbot Huichan is used to being high and mighty and doesn't know the sufferings of the world. Today I will destroy your cultivation and make you even worse than an ordinary person. Jiang Lian, what do you think of this punishment?"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the bad guys Wei Jianglian lit up and he said in admiration: "The national master is wise. For Abbot Huichan, this punishment is more painful than killing him!"
"Li Daoxuan, kill me, kill me!"
Huichan finally became anxious. If he became a disabled person with his hands and feet broken and unable to move, he would be in a state of being unable to live or die.
"disease!"
Li Daoxuan pointed his finger and three golden needles instantly pierced into Huichan's upper, middle and lower dantians. Under the immobilization spell, Huichan, who was already seriously injured, cried out in pain, and all the magic power in his body immediately fell into silence.
His sturdy and strong body began to look old, age spots appeared on his skin, it became loose and sagging, his eyes were cloudy and lifeless, where was the vigor and vitality he had before?
Without his magical powers and supernatural abilities, he is just an old man in his octogenarian.
“Abbot!!!”
The monks of the White Horse Temple cried as if the faith in their hearts had collapsed. It turned out that their invincible abbot Huichan could also be so old and listless.
Even so, they still kowtowed to express their gratitude.
"Thank you, Master, for not killing me!"
Li Daoxuan glanced at them and said calmly: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. The matter of White Horse Temple is not over yet."
After that, he ordered: "Jiang Lian, take all the monks from the White Horse Temple back and lock them up first. The specific treatment will be decided by His Majesty."
"promise!"
There was a hint of excitement in Jiang Lian's eyes. After so many years, someone was finally able to put a dent in the prestige of the White Horse Temple. This group of monks, relying on the support of the Yang God, had wantonly amassed wealth and annexed land. Over the past few decades, countless people's families had been destroyed.
There has long been a rumor among the people that Luoyang is the richest city in the world, seven of which were given to Baima and three to Tang.
Li Daoxuan nodded. He punished the main culprit. As for the remaining monks, they should be dealt with strictly in accordance with the laws of the Tang Dynasty. Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys and serve as a warning to the world!
Also take the opportunity to give the Buddhist disciples a good warning.
Li Daoxuan dared to impose heavy penalties and suppress the favored White Horse Temple, which was guarded by the Yang God. What about other temples?
If you don’t listen, you will be the next White Horse Temple.
"Also, order the Black Armor Army to patrol Luoyang these days and ask the people to reduce going out as much as possible. Order the Mo Dao Army and the Demon-Slaying Guard to guard the area around the White Horse Temple. No one is allowed to enter without my permission!"
"promise!"
"The God of Land."
"The little god is here!"
The God of Land trembled, and hurried forward to bow and salute, being extremely respectful, even a little nervous.
After witnessing with his own eyes how Li Daoxuan suppressed the White Horse Temple with great force, he became even more in awe of this seemingly very young imperial master.
The abbot Huitong, who is in the late Yinshen stage, kills if he says so!
Abbot Huichan, who is in the late Yangshen stage, can be abolished just like that!
With the strength of one person, the White Horse Temple suppressed the thousand-year-old sect. It even used its heritage such as the relics and the Demon-Suppressing Tower, but it still suffered a miserable defeat. Whether it can be passed down in the future depends on his decision.
Such a person is both admirable and fearful.
“You did a great job this time.”
Li Daoxuan's praise actually made the God of Land feel flattered. He raised his head and looked at the young Taoist in a simple green robe, standing with his hands behind his back, as if he was seeing a mountain or a huge lake.
"This, this is what I should do. I must complete the tasks ordered by the Immortal even if it costs me my life!"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, saying: "Those who have made contributions must be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes must be punished. This is the principle of my conduct. Since you have made contributions, you should be rewarded."
At this time, Changle came over, took the master's hand and said coquettishly: "Master, you must reward the land god more. If it weren't for him, Changle would have become a little nun~"
The God of Land looked at the kind-hearted and grateful little princess with gratitude.
Li Daoxuan felt helpless after being shaken by his disciple. He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I understand."
Jiang Lian and the others were trying to hold back their laughter. It seemed that only Princess Changle had the ability to make the imperial teacher, who had just been murderous and awe-inspiring, instantly become kind and doting.
This huge contrast made them feel a sense of closeness in addition to admiration.
Li Daoxuan originally only wanted to reward him with an elixir, but since his own disciple loved to spend money so much, he knocked his hair and called the little flower god out.
The next moment, the barefoot little flower god flew out from Li Daoxuan's hair, with a fingernail-sized jar tied around his waist with the word "honey" written on it.
That was the storage magic tool that Li Daoxuan gave her, specially for her to store nectar.
The little flower god flew out shyly, came to the head of the God of Land, and opened the altar reluctantly.
The exotic fragrance of nectar wafts out, making your mouth water and giving you a feeling of being in ecstasy.
Good stuff! Definitely good stuff!
The God of Land was excited. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and quickly took out a clean jade bottle.
The little flower god poured a drop of nectar reluctantly and wanted to fly back to his father.
Li Daoxuan coughed.
The little guy showed a look of pain and poured another drop.
Li Daoxuan coughed again.
The little flower god had no choice but to pout and pour another drop.
Prodigal dad!
Seeing that Li Daoxuan wanted to cough again, the little flower god covered his little honey pot tightly, looked at his father with extremely resentful eyes, and shook his little head like a rattle.
I won’t fall, I won’t fall even if you kill me!
Li Daoxuan shook his head and laughed. This little girl wanted to drink more nectar when she gave him the nectar, but she was very stingy with others. Xiaotian had persuaded her for most of the day and promised to buy her countless delicious food before she squeezed out just half a drop.
She wouldn't let anyone get close to that little honey pot except herself.
Li Daoxuan nodded, and the little flower god flew back in a whoosh, and dove into his hair in a diving posture. It seemed that the more it thought about it, the angrier it got, and it couldn't help but come out, made a face at the God of Land, and then disappeared completely.
"This nectar contains the essence of hundreds of flowers, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and is of great benefit to cultivators in the Yang God Realm. When you take it, remember to dilute it with water, preferably clear mountain spring water. One drop of honey requires ten drops of water. Remember, otherwise the spiritual energy will be too strong and you will hurt yourself."
Li Daoxuan warned.
The God of Land held the jade bottle with only three drops of nectar in it, as if it was heavy as a thousand pounds. He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and said, "Thank you for the reward, Master!"
This is a treasure that can improve the cultivation of Yang Shen realm. Once it gets out, I wonder how many people will be jealous. Even those big sects will be extremely excited!
"There is one more thing you need to do."
"Master, please give me your orders!"
"Go contact the mountain gods and local gods near Luoyang and tell them that the order to honor the Buddha has been abolished by me. From now on, whether you are a Buddhist or Taoist disciple, you can help me."
"Also, help me check Luoyang and the surrounding areas to see if there are any cultivators with strange whereabouts."
Li Daoxuan thought to himself that the Moro Sect still had remnants of power, and their leader was now reincarnated as a demon fetus. Would those followers just stand by and watch?
I'm afraid that during this period they will sneak into Luoyang and help Moro be born.
Have to be on guard.
Although Li Daoxuan had ordered the Xuanjia Army to patrol Luoyang City, they were not cultivators after all, so it was inevitable that there would be flaws. However, these land and mountain gods were different. They practiced the way of gods and had their own unique methods, especially in terms of hearing and seeing, which were extremely well-informed.
"Respect the law!"
The God of Land happily put away the small jade bottle, bowed again, and then disappeared into the ground.
Li Daoxuan looked at the seven bad guys again with admiration in his eyes, especially Jiang Lian. This man was bold and capable in doing things, and was a promising talent.
With a wave of his long sleeves, seven elixirs fell into their hands.
"After you go back and take this pill, you can increase your cultivation by ten years. After the matter in Luoyang is over, I will guide you in cultivation."
The seven people looked at each other and could see the excitement in each other's eyes.
"Thank you, Imperial Master!!"
If they were in awe and curious about Li Daoxuan at the beginning, and later they respected and felt close to him, now they are completely devoted to him and are willing to die for him!
Who wouldn’t love such an invincible leader who is clear about rewards and punishments?
Jiang Lian glanced at Hui Chan, who was lying on the ground in a daze, and asked, "Master, how should we deal with this person? Should we put him in jail?"
Li Daoxuan thought about it, shook his head and said, "Since I have already punished him, there is no need to detain him any longer. Doesn't he believe in Buddha? Just find a dilapidated temple and throw him away, and let him fend for himself."
"promise!"
Jiang Lian and others directly picked up Hui Chan and left the White Horse Temple.
Li Daoxuan was just about to go to the meditation room where the Buddha Mother was imprisoned when he suddenly heard a commotion at the door.
"Let me in. I am the governor of Luoyang, a third-rank official. Who dares to stop me?"
"I want to meet the Imperial Master!"
…
Li Daoxuan walked over and looked around, only to see the soldiers guarding the door, not letting two officials in. One of the officials was wearing a purple robe with a goldfish bag, and the other was wearing a green robe.
According to the Tang Dynasty system, officials above the third rank wore purple robes and gold fish bags; officials above the fifth rank wore red robes and silver fish bags; officials below the sixth rank wore green robes and no fish bags.
The man in the purple robe should be the Luoyang Governor Changsun Quanxi. He has another identity, the uncle of Empress Changsun Wugou and Duke of Zhao Changsun Wuji, and a royal relative.
There is no need to say much about Empress Changsun, and Changsun Wuji is also a great figure who has left his name in history. Both this brother and sister are outstanding.
Among the twenty-four heroes in the future Lingyan Pavilion, Changsun Wuji ranked first.
After Li Shimin's death, Zhangsun Wuji supported his nephew Li Zhi to succeed to the throne and was appointed as a regent. He was granted the title of Taiwei and the third rank of Zhongshu Menxia. He had great power in the court and controlled the world.
Even Emperor Li Zhi, who wanted to make Wu Zetian the empress, had to use gold, silver, jade, and titles for his descendants to "bribe" this minister and beg for his consent.
Zhang Sun Wuji's attitude was even more arrogant. He accepted all the gold, silver and title, but just refused to agree, making the usually strong Wu Zetian suffer in vain.
Of course, he died a miserable death in the end.
Coming back to his senses, Li Daoxuan walked towards the two of them.
He had always been unwilling to meet with ministers in the court, let alone a mere Changsun Wuxi. When he was in Chang'an, the Duke of Zhao, Changsun Wuji, sent him visiting cards many times, but he always refused to see him.
What attracted Li Daoxuan was the official in green robe next to Changsun Wuxi.
Li Daoxuan had seen his portrait in Chang'an. He should be Zhou Chang, the Chief Clerk of Shangyang, the man who was once obsessed with power but later declined promotion as mentioned by Your Majesty.
In addition, the Buddha Mother was once a maid of the Zhou family. The Zhou in the Zhou family is the Zhou in Zhou Chang.
