Since Jin Peng awakened his true spirit, in addition to being busy governing the world and erasing black spots, he has also been busy with a very important matter.
He used the fortune accumulated by the Shang Dynasty for four generations and the power of the empire to build a Phoenix Tower!
"A phoenix flew over the Phoenix Terrace, but the terrace was empty once the phoenix left, and the river flowed on its own."
After the grand sacrificial ceremony was completed, Jin Peng stood on the Phoenix Terrace feeling lost.
Yi Yin stood aside, gazing at the majestic rising of the Black Bird's aura. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Yesterday the phoenix left, tomorrow it will return. All we have to do is focus on the present!"
Jin Peng nodded, and he walked down the steps from the Phoenix Terrace. He turned and said to Yi Yin with a smile, "After the Yiyuan meeting, I will return."
"Then I will entrust the business to you."
What?
And let me assist in the administration?
Then wouldn't I become one of the Five Emperor Pills?
Yi Yin's kind smile suddenly froze.
A faint smile appeared on Jin Peng's lips. He said, "After the Phoenix Terrace is built, we still need a great emperor to consolidate the fortune of the Shang Dynasty. Without your assistance, I'm a little worried!"
"The great cause of eternity begins now, and we cannot afford to make even the slightest mistake."
Yi Yin smiled bitterly when he heard the familiar words.
The Phoenix Terrace is the imperial terrace that welcomes the returning phoenix.
Taijia exhausted four generations of energy to build this platform, which to some extent was a bit of a disadvantage for the next generation of emperors.
It would be fine if a powerful leader came, but if it was an ordinary person, there might be unnecessary turmoil in the Shang Dynasty.
Looking at it this way, I really have to stay.
"Well, it seems I can't hide from the great merits I've accumulated over many lifetimes."
It would have been a good thing to accumulate merits for another lifetime, but Yi Yin now seemed reluctant.
There was no other way. With the lesson learned from Taijia, he was really afraid that the person behind him would act recklessly and ruin his reputation in his later years!
We can't exile another emperor, right?
Jin Peng comforted him: "If nothing unexpected happens, after this generation, the Immortal will have achieved perfection in his merits."
Yi Yin remained noncommittal: "I hope so."
Anyway, he has made up his mind that no matter whether it is perfect or not after one generation, he will run away!
The initiative must still be in your own hands.
In this way, Yi Yin spent the reign of Taijia half expectantly and half lying down.
After Taijia, Emperor Woding and his son Xuan ascended the throne and still appointed Yi Yin as prime minister.
As Yi Yin expected, this was also a master who had not awakened his innate wisdom!
"Hey, is this from Qingqiu?"
Yi Yin calculated with his fingers and found out the identities of Wo Ding and Zi Xuan.
But he is a Taoist disciple of the Su lineage in Qingqiu.
"There's someone from the Su lineage. Could he be related to the one from the Sun Palace?"
Yi Yin glanced at the big sun in the sky.
Since the death of the ancestor of the Sky Fox, the Qingqiu Tushan lineage has grown stronger.
But the Su lineage is not without strong people.
With Su Yingze, there is the most powerful person in the Su lineage.
His other identity is Taiyi's Taoist body.
Yi Yin secretly guessed that this Daozi...
Boom~~
A clap of thunder disrupted his thoughts.
Yi Yin looked up at the sky and smiled.
Someone is anxious!
"In that case, we have to take good care of this person."
In light of Taijia's lesson, Yi Yin was on guard against Wo Ding this time.
While in power, he also paid close attention to Wodin's education, wrote "Wodin" to warn this younger Su, taught him how to govern, and directly nipped the other party's evil thoughts in the bud.
Yi Yin did not seek a leader who could revive the country, he just wanted a safe transition.
And Wo Ding lived up to Yi Yin's teachings and awakened his true spirit shortly after he ascended the throne.
During the ten years of his rule, which lasted for more than one million years, the Shang Dynasty respected the Heavens, brought peace to all spirits, and maintained peace in all directions. It continuously accumulated national fortunes and did not cause major turmoil in the country.
Yi Yin was very pleased.
"Not bad, not bad. It seems I can leave now with peace of mind."
After helping Wodin cultivate a new generation of regent ministers, Judan, he gradually retreated behind the scenes and left quietly.
…
Above the East China Sea, when the universe was opened up in Journey to the West and heaven and earth were separated, there stood a fairy mountain.
This mountain is called Huaguo Mountain. It is the ancestor of the ten overseas continents and the origin of the three islands.
On this day, it was already autumn and the blue sea appeared again.
The sea breeze is howling and the clouds are flying.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and thousands of roads are competing to cross.
The boundless
The sound of a sword.
A man in green robes descended from the blue sky.
Its power controls the vast ocean and its majesty dominates the vast sea.
Soothe the vast fury.
Mingyu walked calmly among the vast sea and blue clouds, taking slow and unhurried steps towards the Flower-Fruit Mountain.
In the distance, there are red cliffs, strange rocks, and steep peaks on the Huaguo Mountain.
On the red cliff, auspicious light is everywhere and two fairy birds are singing; in front of the steep cliff, colorful mist is floating and a white tiger is lying alone.
The crowing of golden pheasants can often be heard in the mountains, and it seems that real dragons are entering and exiting every cave.
In the forest, longevity deer and fairy foxes are playing with each other, and on the treetops, magical birds and black cranes are enjoying themselves.
There are caves in the mountains, where rare grasses never wither for thousands of years and exotic flowers never fade for eternity.
Green pines and cypresses live forever in the world, enjoying the endless spring breeze.
Fairy peaches and bamboos often dance with the white clouds, experiencing all kinds of fun.
Mingyu climbed up the Flower-Fruit Mountain and headed straight for the red cliffs on the top of the mountain.
The mountain was at the top, with no trees on any side to provide shade, but there were orchids on both sides to contrast with it.
And among the Yaozhi magic grass, there is a magic stone.
The stone is 36 feet 5 inches high and has a circumference of 24 feet.
It is 36 feet 5 inches high, according to the 365 degrees of the celestial sphere; and 24 feet in circumference, according to the 24 solar terms in the official calendar.
There are nine orifices and eight holes on it, according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.
When Mingyu arrived, he saw it absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon.
This fairy stone felt Mingyu's gaze and actually shook slightly, conveying a certain emotion.
It seems like fear, excitement, and intimacy.
Or maybe both.
"My Lord!"
A greeting as muffled as thunder sounded from behind Mingyu.
Wu Zhiji bowed in salute. He was a burly man, tall as a mountain, with powerful hands covered with water ripples and talismans, like a terrifying light of water element shining brightly. A mighty iron rod of immense power shocked the world, truly extraordinary.
When Mingyu saw Wu Zhiji, a slight smile appeared on her face.
Pointing at the immortal stone, he asked, "Did you teach me?"
What he was talking about was the great circulation that was constantly running in the nine orifices and eight spaces of the immortal stone.
Wu Zhiji smiled innocently, scratched his head, and replied, "I followed your instructions and didn't teach you specifically. However, I practiced martial arts and honed my Dao in the mountains every day, and he might have sensed it and learned it on his own."
"That's not what I meant."
Mingyu nodded and didn't blame him.
Although Wukong is still in the gestation stage and his spiritual consciousness is not yet fully developed, it is not surprising that he can practice the method of self-circulation of the Great Circulation.
Compared with his natural intelligence, ability to adapt, know the weather, understand the terrain, and be able to move stars and change constellations, this is just a drop in the bucket.
Wu Zhiji asked curiously, "My Lord, are you here specifically for the Young Master?"
"When I have time, I can come and see you." Mingyu nodded without denying it.
He added: "It might be for a while."
Wu Zhiji was overjoyed. He secretly glanced at the Nine-Aperture Immortal Stone and asked in a muffled voice, "Can the Lord preach? Yes, preach to the young master!"
Looking at Wu Zhiji with a "simple and honest" face, Mingyu felt amused.
He said, “You and Wukong were both born and raised, but in the end, you also have roots. It’s not a bad idea for you to be his elder brother. This is also why I asked you to come here.
From now on, please stop calling him Young Master. It's not appropriate. Just call him by his real name like I do."
Wu Zhiji was stunned at first, then he grinned and said, "Ah!"
"Then I will listen to the Lord."
"Just call me Goku!"
"Goku!"
Wu Zhiji called out and repeated it several times in his heart, feeling very familiar.
"What a great name!"
"Of course, this was chosen by the Empress."
Mingyu smiled and gave Wu Zhiji an admiring look.
Wu Zhiji looked up at the sky, then looked at the Nine-Aperture Immortal Stone, and smiled foolishly.
I don't know what he's laughing at.
Mingyu shook her head and turned to walk down the Dan Cliff.
"My Lord, where are you going?"
Wu Zhiji came to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.
Mingyu didn't turn around, a clear voice came from the front.
"Don't you want to listen to the sermon? Let me find a place to talk to you about it."
"You really want to preach?"
Wu Zhiji scratched his ears and cheeks, ecstatic.
When he came to his senses, he saw Mingyu looking at him with a smile.
Wu Zhiji's face froze, he looked embarrassed, and his face turned red.
He mumbled, "That's not what I want to hear. It's for the young master... for Wukong! For Wukong!"
Mingyu laughed.
He brought Wu Zhiji to a waterfall.
With a point of his hand, the waterfall formed an arch and an iron bridge appeared.
The water under the bridge rushed through the stone holes, flowed out upside down, and blocked the bridge gate.
At the other end of the bridge, a cave begins to appear.
Within, I see mosses piled high in the sky, white clouds floating like jade, and shimmering clouds of light shimmer in wisps of mist and haze. In the quiet room, beneath the empty windows, a slippery bench blooms. Dragon pearls hang from the caverns, and the ground is covered with exotic flowers. Pots and stoves beside the cliff reveal traces of fire, and jars lean against the table, revealing food remnants. The stone beds and pedestals are truly lovely, and the stone basins and bowls are even more remarkable. Then there are the slender bamboos, the three or five plum blossoms.
Wu Zhiji followed Mingyu and watched for a long time. Then he crossed the middle of the bridge and looked left and right.
But Mingyu waved his hand, and two lines of Taoist text were engraved on the silver hook and iron painting.
Wu Zhiji chanted softly, "The blessed land of Flower-Fruit Mountain, the heaven of Water Curtain Cave."
"good!"
"good"
"very nice!"
He had a smile on his face and kept repeating the word "good", as if he didn't know any other words of praise.
Mingyu entered the cave alone, took a cushion, sat cross-legged, and began to preach.
He recited a volume of Huangting.
"Above is the Huangting, below is the Guanyuan, behind is the Youque, and in front is the Mingmen. Breathing through the hut enters the Dantian, and the clear water of the Jade Pool nourishes the spiritual roots. If you can cultivate it carefully, you can live forever. Those in the Huangting wear red clothes...
Guan Yuan is majestic and his two gates are closed, You Que is high and majestic, the essence in Dantian is subtle, and the clear water in Yuchi produces fat. The Shenlu should be repaired, the Xuanfu Qiguan receives the essence, and the child's essence is urgently consolidated to support itself. There are scholars in the house who often wear loose clothes.
If you can see it, you won't be sick. Place a long ruler horizontally on it. If you can keep it, you may not be troubled. Breathe in the room and you will be satisfied..."
This volume of Huangting Sutra was created by the Taoist Patriarch and is considered the ancestral scripture of the Xuanmen School.
Now that Mingyu is telling the story, it is quite interesting.
Wu Zhiji suppressed his excitement and sat down as well, placing the stick across his knees, and immediately entered into a state of meditation.
When you hear a volume of Huangting, it is like hearing the sound of nature.
Mingyu finished explaining the entire volume of the Huangting Sutra without caring how much Wu Zhiji had digested.
He then recited a passage from the Tao Te Ching.
"The Tao has no name, yet there is nothing unclear about it. It is said to be great, yet it can be passed away; it can be far away; it can be great, yet it is great. Therefore, it is said: The sky is great, the earth is great, and the Tao is also great..."
Next came the Jade Void Sutra, then the Master's Spiritual Treasure Scroll, and the Goddess's Creation Book...
As the saying goes: If one path is connected, all paths will be clear.
Whether it is the Tao of the Six Saints of Heaven, the Dharma of Hou Tu Fuxi, or the techniques of Tai Yi's generals and ministers, Ming Yu can use them all with ease.
Wu Zhiji didn’t even know how great a blessing it was that he could hear the teachings of the saints!
"Wukong, ah Wukong, brother, I really benefit from you!"
Wu Zhiji was filled with gratitude towards the unborn Wukong, and then he rushed into the torrent of the Tao, immersed in the mantras.
Although he didn't understand a lot of it.
But it doesn’t stop me from trying hard to remember!
If you can record today's opportunity, even if it's only one in ten million, it will be of infinite benefit to you!
In the cave, the sound of Tao can be heard softly.
Above the red cliffs, fairy light is floating.
Each sentence of great motto turned into ethereal fairy light, lingering around the Nine-Aperture Fairy Stone.
The clouds and mists were rolling and expanding, and a small clever monkey could be vaguely seen being gestated.
…
After Wo Ding, the Shang Dynasty went through another two hundred years, during which thirteen generations of emperors appeared, including Tai Geng, Xiao Jia, Yong Ji, Tai Wu... and Zu Yi.
Among these great emperors, Tai Wu came from Jiejiao and was the reincarnation of Zhao Gongming; Zu Yi came from the demon clan and was the Little Sun God Emperor Jiu.
The rest are not disciples of Hunyuan.
They may be top-notch disguises, or hidden saints, or disciples of a Taoist clan, and so on.
After eighteen generations of the Shang Dynasty, its prosperous national fortune began to decline.
The situation of prosperity and decline urgently needs a strong leader to save it.
So, in the 19th generation, Emperor Pan Geng succeeded to the throne.
"I am Pan Geng?"
"I am the King of Pan!"
When Pan Geng inherited the throne of the Great Emperor, his true spirit was awakened.
He looked at the ancient history of previous dynasties.
Wow, they all came down one by one!
Especially after seeing Zhen Yuanzi go through five generations of emperors and achieve the Five Flavor Emperor Pill, King Pan was amazed: "Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi is really a master!"
Having enjoyed the blessings of five generations of luck, I am much stronger than my generation!
“But not necessarily!”
King Pan looked at the black bird of national destiny soaring in the sky. After reaching its peak, its decline was also a rebirth of nirvana.
After eighteen generations, the Shang Dynasty has reached a turning point, and the phoenix, which has been nurtured by the Shang Dynasty for eighteen generations, has reached a critical step.
"This guy has a unique vision. He invested in Fengqi Mountain and now he is able to help it return with such a big investment. In the end, maybe he can take the ultimate step by leveraging the national destiny of the Shang Dynasty!" King Pan was deeply moved.
The thirty-first generation emperor runs the Shang Dynasty and supports it with the whole strength of the empire. It is hard to say whether Yuan Feng will rise to the top after his return.
If this succeeds, then the following Qilin and Zulong...
"hiss!"
"I told you Mingyu's ideas are never that simple."
"Those people in heaven are more courageous than each other!"
King Pan's gaze went straight up to the sky, and he seemed to see a circle of gods of fun sitting in a row, paying attention to him.
He shuddered and murmured, "Well, they're good at eating melons too!"
At this turning point, it’s no wonder that everyone is watching.
King Pan looked down the long river of time and space again, and the immortal divine thoughts all died down.
"Want to see me make fun of you?"
"dream!"
King Pan sneered, turned around and started to plan his own plan.
He wants to move the capital!
Target——Yin!